Warsih 2

A few weeks had passed since his little secret session with Warsih, and Jonathan had visited his aunt's house multiple times. At first, there was awkwardness and silence between them, but eventually, things turned 'normal' between him and Warsih again. Jonathan assumed that Warsih might have let the event to pass and thus he was getting comfortable again around her, being overly friendly with her.

Then, one afternoon, as he came to his aunt's house. He found that she was out of town for the day.

"So, where does my aunt go this time?" Asked Jonathan to confirm.

"Oh, she had business in Jakarta today. She said supposedly she'll be back in the evening." Confirmed Warsih.

"Oh, okay. I'll guess I'll wait for her then."

Jonathan walked toward the dining table as he was quite hungry, and he saw some food on it.

"Okay then. Make yourself comfortable as usual. I'm going to take a bath first. If you need extra food, I'll make it for you after I finish." Said Warsih as she walked to the open space of the house, where she took her towel that was being dried there.

"Roger that." Jonathan put out a thumb on his right hand as his left hand was reaching for a chicken drumstick.

Not long after, the sound of water drizzling could be heard from inside the bathroom. As he was plunging his teeth into the chicken for the 4th time, he stopped and did not bite the chicken till the end. Jonathan put away the chicken from his mouth, and his head turned, as his sight moved toward the door of the bathroom. He walked toward the door and checked if there were any openings, but unfortunately, there were none.

He was curious, wondering what Warsih looked like when she took a shower. In his mind, he tried to picture the full image, but as he only ever saw her crotch, it was the only sight that he got in his mind. Then again, remembering that made him remember as well about their session in front of the video and he started to feel his crotch growing.

"Yeah, I know. I also want it again." He looked down at his dick as he spoke those words.

Jonathan walked back to the dining table when the house phone suddenly rang. He quickly thought to himself to clean his hands as he intended to answer it when he heard from inside the bathroom. "Jonathan, could you answer the phone?"

"Yeah, yeah. Sure!"

Grabbing a few wet wipes that were on the shelf beside the dining table, Jonathan cleaned his fingers and palm quickly, removing any grease and sugar that was sticking to his hand. After he felt he was clean enough, he picked up the receiver.

"Hello?"

"Hello? Oh, is this you, Jonathan?" It was Aunt Linda.

"Yeah, it's me, aunty. Just visiting to play."

"Oh, okay. Have fun the,n dear. By the way, where's Warsih? Why did you pick up the phone?"

"Oh, she's in the shower at the moment."

Just a moment after he finished that sentence, a shout came from behind the bathroom door. "JONATHAN? WHO IS IT?"

Jonathan removed the receiver away from his ear before covering the microphone.

"IT'S AUNT LINDA!"

"WHAT DOES SHE WANT?"

"HOLD ON!"

Jonathan removed his hand from the microphone and put the speaker back again to his ear.

"Sorry for that, aunty. She was asking me about you."

"Oh, it's okay, dear. I'm also in a hurry. So, please just tell her that I will be quite late home tonight. And if there are more changes of plans, I'll be contacting her again later tonight."

The moment Aunt Linda gave the info to him, an idea suddenly popped into Jonathan's mind. A naughty one.

"Okay, aunty. I'll let her know as soon as she comes out."

"Thank you, dearie. Sorry, can't talk long with you. Gotta go."

The connection was cut off on the other end, and as it just happened simultaneously, another shout could be heard from inside the bathroom.

"JONATHAN? WHAT DOES YOUR AUNT SAY? WHAT DOES SHE NEED?"

The moment couldn't be more perfect as Jonathan was about to execute his idea, the one that he would use to trick Warsih that if it worked, he might have a chance to repeat what happened between them.

"SHE SAID SHE NEEDS TO TALK WITH YOU!"

Jonathan put down the receiver on the table, pretending that there's someone waiting at the other end.

"WHAT!? TELL HER I'M IN THE MIDDLE OF A BATH!"

"SHE SAID IT'S URGENT!"

Jonathan tried to hold his laughter as he shouted back, imagining how she might fall to his tricks, and he even tried harder not to when she gave out her reply. "OKAY! FINE! HOLD ON! HOLD ON!"

It did not take long before the door finally opened from the inside. Following it was Warsih, still wet on the hair and body, covered roughly with the towel that only went passing her knees a little. She pushed Jonathan away as she quickly reached for the receiver.

"Hello? Madam?" The moment she put the receiver to the side of her face, Jonathan knew it was his chance. "Huh, that's odd. Are you sure--?"

Warsih was in for a surprise when Jonathan suddenly pulled her towel away from her, cutting the question that she was about to ask him. She shouted loudly as she felt embarrassed when she realized what had happened.

"JONATHAN! GIVE ME BACK MY TOWEL! GIVE!"

She tried to reach Jonathan for her towel, but he evaded her easily and moved away. Warsih tried again, this time trying to chase after Jonathan, who was running around the table. As he ran, Jonathan did not forget to look at her, taking in her beautiful shape. Her long hair was wet and clung to her skin, her fair and smooth skin.

"JONATHAN!" She shouted as she finally reached Jonathan and jumped onto his back. Jonathan felt the towel falling away from his hand and saw it flying onto the table as Warsih jumped into him. Her arms were wrapped around Jonathan's head, and her legs were around his torso. Jonathan reached around to her thighs and waist, holding her up.

As he held Warsih up, he felt her tits that were squished against his back and he got a good imagination of how big they are. He knew he like it as he felt his cock started to harden. Jonathan then grabbed her towel again and tried to move away slowly toward the bathroom with Warsih still on his back, trying to get his balance.

"JONATHAN, PLEASE STOP!"

Jonathan stopped moving as she descended from his back. He turned to look at her and saw her covering her boobs with her right arm and his left hand covering her crotch. She pouted and frowned at him, looking upset.

"GIVE ME MY TOWEL!"

"Oh, I don't know..." Jonathan pretended not to hear as he kept smiling.

"STOP IT AND GIVE IT TO ME!" Warsih started to slap his head lightly with her right hand, showing her busty bare chest and pink nipples.

Jonathan laughed and moved his head as she slapped him. He turned his head again to Warsih and asked her again.

"What?"

Warsih stopped her slapping and looked at Jonathan with her frown. She then started again, this time stronger. "GIVE ME MY TOWEL RIGHT NOW OR I'LL SCREAM FOR YOUR AUNT'S HELP!"

"Okay, okay, okay." Jonathan's arm extended offering the towel to her, but the moment he saw her right hand left her boobs and he got more beautiful scenery of it, Jonathan raised his arms, lifting the towel way above her.

"BUT!"

His yell made Warsih stop and quickly cover her body again.

"Only if you let me take a shower with you."

Of course, Warsih became so angry, and she showed it clearly.

"Are you out of your mind? I'm telling your aunt about it."

Her threat was nothing for Jonathan as he got the ace at his sleeve. "Fine. Tell her. And I will make sure our little session would be known by everyone, especially your boyfriend."

Warsih stopped, and her face turned pale. She was afraid that it would come true. But quickly, she put up her front.

"You wouldn't dare."

"Are you sure? You know, the last few weeks I've been dying to brag about our last session together. Hell, who doesn't want to if you have such an amazing experience?"

Listening to Jonathan's words made Warsih realize that she was in the losing side.

"Listen. I only want to enjoy the sight of your body. I've seen your pussy before and now you have given me some glimpses of your beautiful busty breast. So, can't I just enjoy that sight some more?" Jonathan smirked, showing Warsih the truth that made her blush as she realized that he had seen all of her.

"And I promised. No sex."

Warsih was in her thoughts for some moments. She was thinking carefully of the ramifications of her decision if she took the request. But in the end, she knew she could only give in.

"Fine. But you better keep your promises."

"I'm on my word."

"And no telling my boyfriend about this." Jonathan gave a nod of assurance as he handed back her towel.

She took it as she walked passed him, going straight toward the bathroom. He followed her as they entered the bathroom. Jonathan started to strip, making himself naked. Of course his half firm dick was hanging for the sight.

"I thought you said no sex." Warsih sounded upset the moment she saw it as she felt that things might be going to something that she did not want.

"Hey, don't blame me. My body reacted automatically to your hot body." As Jonathan walked past her, reaching for the shower handle, and turning the hot and cold water. His dick brushed a little with her thigh and both could sense the sensation of each other body. He then took a glance and checked how Warsih's face was turning red.

"Okay. Perfect." Said Jonathan as he felt the water temperature had been set to his liking. It was warm like a tea that had been set for 5 minutes in a glass. A good one to take a bath.

"Hey, scrub my back for me, will you?" Said Jonathan as he gave Warsih the scrubber. She was still covering her body with both hands, but as soon as Jonathan turned his back, she let go her cover on her boobs and took the scrub from his hand.

Warsih poured the soap on the scrub and let the water from the shower help it get soaked. She approached Jonathan's back and started to scrub it. She made a circular motion with the scrubber as she tried to remove any dirt that was there.

"Thoroughly now."

Warsih tried her best as Jonathan told her to make sure he was thoroughly clean. She went through the back of his neck, his shoulders, his upper back, lower back, and his buttocks. When she reached to his butt, she felt shy as it was more of the personal area of Jonathan. She made sure to keep her distance so that her body would not touch his as she made a small space between them.

"You sure you want it like that?" Jonathan asked Warsih as he sensed how she was holding herself.

"Yeah, no problem." She replied softly.

After she finished with the butt, Warsih moved on to his legs. She did his back of the legs, going from the thigh and down to his ankle. She finished on one side before going back to the other. As she was scrubbing away at Jonathan's leg, he suddenly turned around.

Warsih gave a scream of shock as she was lifting her face at the moment he did that, and all of a sudden, Jonathan's dick was right in front of her. Her eyes widened as she took a sight of his halfway harden cock. The head was straight, flat, aimed at her, just like an arrow that was ready to be shot. Then, as she looked away from it, the memory of her giving him a handjob came to her mind suddenly, making her felt something inside her heart that she knew it would not be a good one.

Jonathan laughed at her reaction. "Sorry for the sudden change. But, can you do my front as well?"

Warsih stood slowly with both hands covering her body again.

"You know. I've told you, right? No need to cover it. We've seen each other." He grabbed both of her hands and pulled them away from her body, revealing her fully naked body to him. "Besides, I'm here for this."

Warsih put some more soap onto the scrub and she then started to clean his chest first. Her hand then moved to his shoulders, his upper arms, his lower arms, and then back to his chest before going down to his stomach. She tried to avoid going down too low as she did not want to be in contact with his dick, as she might got carried away handling it.

But of course, she knew that it would be part of the service, and for sure as she was thinking to avoid it completely, Jonathan called her. "Hey."

She looked up at him with some hesitation in her eyes.

"Make sure you clean it well." His eyes gave a gesture that was clearly pointing down, and Warsih let out a sigh before confirming his request. "Yeah, yeah."

Her hand moved slowly toward his dick with the soap filled scrubber. As the scrub touched the top of his cock, Jonathan closed his eyes as he enjoyed the sensation. She then grabbed his dick with her free hand and started to pull and push it as her hand in the scrub went through its shaft, rubbing it up and down.

"Ahh, this is great!" Jonathan groaned, feeling the sensation of pleasure from it.

"But you know. You might be able to do it better with both of your hands."

Warsih's eyes was still at her hands, focusing to make sure to clean Jonathan's dick properly. She took a moment before speaking as she was still focused. "Hah, I think I'm already doing it quite well."

Jonathan opened his eyes, giving Warsih a look with an evil smile. He was waiting for a reaction from her, as he did not want to finish things early between them. He just wanted to let them savor their time, and he knew he was not wrong when Warsih suddenly showed him a blush on her face.

"Well, it doesn't matter actually. But can you wash it carefully at the tip?"

"Huh..." Another sigh was let out by her. Her bare hand reached for the tip, and her fingers started to scrub it thoroughly. Warsih then asked for clarification. "I assume this would be right for you, right?"

"Perfect."

Warsih continued moving her hands up and down on his dick as she let the soap covering them in full. Funny enough, she felt relaxed and had cast away the shame and disgust that she had before. She enjoyed handling his cock.

Jonathan closed his eyes again and let her continue, enjoying the sensation and letting the feeling of his dick getting hard again. It did not take him long to feel it was ready again, and this time it felt so hard and firm. Jonathan could not take it any longer, and he opened his eyes. Warsih was still going up and down his dick with her hand, but he could see that her focus was now at his cock.

"You're not done yet, right?"

Warsih looked up at him. She saw that Jonathan had been watching her. She felt that he might be wondering why she was taking it so long, and it made her feel embarrassed as she was not aware that she might be enjoying the sensation of cleaning his dick.

"Ah, no. No, no, no!" She answered quickly.

"It's okay. I don't mind waiting." He then put his finger at her chin and lifted her face up. "You know what. Why don't we just do this to the end?"

"End?" Warsih frowned, as she did not understand what Jonathan meant by that word.

"Let me return the favor." Jonathan grabbed Warsih's hand and took the scrub away from her. He then lifted her and turned her body around so she faced the other way.

He then started to pour a few drops of soap onto the scrub.

He made Warsih open her legs and bend down slightly so that he could reach her properly.

"What are you doing?" Asked Warsih partly protested.

"Relax and enjoy." He started to scrub from her back, his hands moving through her spine down to her butt. It was so squishy as it was big. Jonathan enjoyed the moment as he imagined how good it would be to have sex with her from the back. But he knew that it was not going to happen, at least not today.

After he finished scrubbing her back and butt, he then lifted her body, straightening her up. His hands quickly encircled her upper body as each grabbed a side of her boobs. It was really big as he was unable to cover everything with a single palm.

Jonathan then squeezed and played around her tits. Warsih felt a tingle, and she reacted with her moan as she held herself not to react too much.

"Oh, you're amazing. I can't even get my hand to cover all of this. How many cups is this anyway?"

Warsih could not answer his question as she closed her eyes and enjoyed the sensation that Jonathan had given her.

"You know." He was still talking as he continued his play. "I really want to do this since you entered this house a few years back."

Warsih opened her eyes as she heard what Jonathan said. "Yeah, you do."

Jonathan stopped his play and looked at Warsih. "You know?"

"Of course I know. You touched my boobs a couple of times back then. And because of that, my boyfriend got lucky." Warsih said, making a reference to her first sex.

Jonathan felt the punch of that, and he blushed. He had forgotten about it until Warsih mentioned it.

"Sorry, sorry."

Warsih started to laugh.

"It's not the end of the world. I'm just kidding you."

Jonathan relaxed as he saw that Warsih was not mad at him at all. He then continued to touch her boobs again as he squeezed them a few more times before going back down to the lower part of her body.

Warsih reacted again by moaning softly as he grabbed her butt once more and squeezed it.

"You know. I would say the same. You've grown up so much and become even sexier." Warsih told him back as her right hand suddenly slipped to her back, grabbing Jonathan's dick as she reached it.

She then turned her face toward Jonathan, who was smiling widely as he looked at her with his eyes wide open and enjoying the view.

Warsih laughed and started to react as Jonathan's touch was getting slower. She grabbed his dick tightly as she thrusted them, trying to make it cum. It took her just a couple of minutes, and Jonathan had felt something amazing in his life for the first time. He really wanted to let it out immediately and all because Warsih was that good. Oh, well, also to the fact that he had not let it out for a few days as well.

Jonathan groaned again and his hand squeezed tighter to her butt as he felt himself reaching his limit.

His dick started to spurt, cumming onto Warsih's back. She kept thrusting as Jonathan cummed. He groaned and felt the pleasure, his dick cumming again and again until finally his cum started to slow down and he was spent. Warsih then slowed her thrusting until she stopped completely, giving Jonathan a respite for his cumming.

She then turned her body, still holding his dick in her hand. Her eyes were full of passion as she looked at him and said. "Thanks."

Jonathan smiled back as she took her hand away from his dick. The water was still pouring from the shower, washing the cum that was still dripping on his cock.

"What did I do for you to give that reaction?" Jonathan was asking her as he saw her seemingly a different person with her sensual movements.

Warsih smiled at him with a naughty expression. "That, you'll see in a second." She then moved away from him and bent down, lifting Jonathan's dick with her hand again. She started to suck the head of it as it was partially going limp. Jonathan groaned again as he felt Warsih started sucking him. His eyes looked at her, enjoying the view as he could see the full view of her big round butt poking at one end, and her face diving to his dick at another.

He then reached down, taking her head in his hands. Jonathan grabbed Warsih's hair and lifted her head up again so he could look her in the eyes. He saw her smiling at him as she opened her mouth, showing his dick still wet and slicked by her saliva. Jonathan then guided Warsih's head with his hand as she started to suck him completely.

He fucked her mouth by pushing her head, forcing his cock deeper into her mouth. Warsih's muffled moans could be heard once in a while, showing that she enjoyed what Jonathan did to her. She could feel the movement of his dick muscles as Jonathan started to get harder again.