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Short Erica pov handjob (skip if you don't want to feel a little gay, lol jk)
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"Two Stiles's…" I murmur and feel myself blushing as I imagine two Stiles kissing me, their bare hot skin against mine, their hands running along my body, pressing their hard things against me and shooting their hot sticky cum on my bare skin.
'St-stop it Erica, you're thinking like your slutty pornstar mother!' I yell at myself in my head as I lean in and press my lips against Stiles's lips, 'They taste like mint mojito gum…' I run my tongue along Stiles's lips enjoying the taste as I start rubbing my hands up and down his chest and abdomen.
"You're still hard for me even though you passed out." I mumble seeing Stiles's big hard thing, 'It looks like it hurts…' I think while wrapping my hands around it, it's too big for my thumbs to touch my index fingers, and it twitches in my hands. It feels so hot and powerful, in my small hands.
I start sliding my hands up and down, the small pleased sounds Stiles makes while being asleep thrill me, "Is this how you feel when I moan while you play with my body?" I ask Stiles even though I know he can't answer me back.
'Mom always spits on them when she gives them handjobs in her movies…maybe I should too…' I think and my mouth waters.
"This would be mortifying if you were awake." I tell Stiles as I lean in and press my lips against the cute pink head of Stiles's penis, it feels so hot against my lips, and there's precum beading out of his cute little head, it's a smelly, slimy and sticky substance…I like the taste and smell of it for some reason, I push all the built up saliva in my mouth out and remove my lips from Stiles's penis, my strokes become faster thanks to the lubrication from my spit.
Stiles's penis throbs in my hand, his thighs start to flex and suddenly a hot white globe spatters against my forehead, I shut my eyes, as I rest my head against his stomach, then another and another, it's so hot, and smelly, a little bit slides down onto my lips and I flick my tongue out, the taste is strong but I like it, it's a little salty…but also a little sweet, more thick warm sticky globs hit my face, until they stop and Stiles lets out a deeply satisfied sound.
"That feels great Erica!" Stiles's sleepy voice filled with praise sends a thrill of pleasure tingling through me.
But then it hits me Stiles is awake, and I'm hit with a wave of embarrassment and arousal like I've never felt before.
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Short Erica handjob pov end (If you skipped you're gay jk lol)
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I wake up at the precipice of release, Erica's head laying across my stomach as her soft hands stroke my cock, 'Heh, my shy little blonde is pretty brave when I'm asleep.' I think playfully, as I start stroking the back of her head and turn her pleasure dial to moderate pleasure, as I feel the first shot of cum blaze it's trail from my ball through my cock, a deep moan explodes out of Erica as my cum spatters against her face.
A deep satisfied grunt leaves me alongside the second or third cumshot, "That feels great Erica." My voice comes out a mix of deep sleepy and husky.
Erica slowly lift her head from my abdomen and turns to face me, I try not to laugh as her face looks like a glazed donut, as she struggles to open her eyes with how thickly she's been painted with my spunk, "Can I take a picture of your face right now, so you can see it after we get you cleaned up?" I ask Erica who opens and closes her mouth in rapid succession before settling on a nod of yes, with her permission I get up from the couch run to where my jeans are, grab out my phone and run back Erica, she's on her knees looking up at me totally by coincidence I grab my cock with my left hand, and smack the semi erect piece of meat against her cheek and snap a few quick photos.
"St-Stiles!" Erica shouts trying to sound offended but the hot breathiness in her voice conveys exhilaration and pleasure, I turn her dial back down to normal setting.
"Come on, let's go wash your face, baby." I murmur and take Erica's hand and pull her from her knees to her feet.
"Stiles, I can't see anything." A small bit of panic leaks into Erica's voice, "Shh, it's alright babe, I got you just relax." I murmur comfortingly as I sweep Erica off of her feet and carry her upstairs to the loft, and into the Master bathroom, the shower looks amazing and has the rainfall setup along with nozzles in the wall, there's even a product dispenser on the shower wall, with three labels body wash, shampoo and conditioner.
Opening the door I step inside, the water instantly turns on and is at a perfect temperature, I set Erica down on her feet and extend my right hand underneath the dispenser, the body wash hits my right hand I pull it back, and rub my hands together.
"Keep your eyes shut Erica I'm going to soap up your face." I murmur and Erica hums in acceptance.
Suds-ing up Erica's pretty facey cum thick like paste and sticky as all hell is a pain in the ass to clean off, but Erica is now able to open her eyes, she's looking at me with incredibly pleased but also embarrassed eyes, right now and I don't know what to say or do, I know what I want to do though.
"Would showering together be going too far too soon, or are we past skinship being too far?" I finally ask and I hope Erica doesn't take it the wrong way as I really don't want to lose any of the magically gained ground I've gained so far.
"I-I think, you suffering…whatever that was while trying to fix me…means we can shower together." Erica glares at me, but there's no real heat in her eyes.
"You might come to regret that, beautiful." I tease playfully.
"I don't think I'll ever regret anything I do with you, only what I don't." Erica mutters and turns around to face the wall, I can tell that she's embarrassed as all hell from such an honest confession.
I start running my fingers through Erica's hair massaging her scalp, before reaching over and getting some shampoo. I find myself enjoying the activity of shampooing Erica's hair, and it's not just because of her cute little moans either.
Combing my fingers through Erica's hair helping the water wash away the shampoo, once all of the shampoo is rinsed out I reach over and let my right hand fill with conditioner, and began running my fingers through Erica's hair again, "I can wash my own hair." Erica suddenly mutters and I can tell that she's pouting for some reason.
"I don't doubt that, but I like doing this." I murmur as I lean in, making my lips almost graze Erica's right ear.
"Fine but, I get to wash your hair too." Erica suddenly says and I can tell that the earlier pout I detected was a facade.
"Sure, I mean I don't really have any hair to wash right now, but I can sit on one of these steps/seats that are for some reason in every corner of the shower, to make it easier on you." I say, easily accepting Erica's ultimatum, I mean come why would I resist getting pampered a little, I love it when a woman's gentle fingers run through my hair.
"R-really?" Erica's surprise is apparent at my easy and quick acceptance.
"Mhmm, did you really think I'd tell you no?"
"Kinda…Mom says guys don't like to be vulnerable…" Erica murmurs and I try not to laugh.
"Erica, I've shared secrets with you that could get me killed, turned into a science experiment, or a slave to some powerful entity whether a government or a corporation, you don't get much more vulnerable than giving someone your life and secrets to keep." I murmur while helping rinse out the rest of the product from Erica's hair.
Erica turns around and stares into my eyes with such strong indecipherable emotions I feel like I'm on my back foot, suddenly Erica is kissing her arms coming up and wrapping around my neck, her body melting against mine, her heavenly breasts smooshing against my sternum.
This kiss has more passion and is less reserved than the other times Erica has kissed me, her eyes staring into mine promising to protect my secrets and by extension me, my hands come up and wrap around her lower back, I pull her against me and just give into the kiss deepening it.
'Isn't this too fast? This is moving like a crackfic…maybe it's because of how this started…my wanting to take Erica's suffering away my lie about needing intimate contact, combined with Erica's preconceived feelings for Stiles, a guy who she thought was unobtainable…desiring her, just stop thinking and enjoy you dumbass.'
"Sit." Erica commands through heavy breaths after breaking our kiss, while removing her arms from around my neck, extending her left hand to the soap dispenser, I sit down on the warmed tile seat, my cock standing proudly as I enjoy the sight of water washing down Erica's beautiful curvy body.
Gulping as I watch Erica's breasts jiggle as she rubs her hands together to spread the shampoo on them, Erica steps forward with a shy, but proud smile on her face, as she sees how taken with her body that I am.
My head is pressed firmly between Erica's heavenly cleavage, I start licking, and sucking on the valley between them, "Stiles, stop it, I can't concentrate on washing your hair." Erica complains though it's pretty muffled by her gelatinous mounds, I look upwards as Erica pulls back her pretty blue eyes are sparkling.
'Heh, she's enjoying this…but then again so am, god her hands feel so good running through my admittedly short hair.'
"Can't help it, I love your boobs." I speak facts, while smiling up at Erica, which makes Erica fondly roll her eyes, before she pulls my face back between her breasts.
"There, all done with your hair." Erica says and I feel disappointed.
"You look so cute when you make that face." Erica snickers while walking backwards until her back hits the wall. I stand up from my seat and hold my hands underneath the body wash dispenser, "I'll show you what teasing me gets you." I smirk as Erica suddenly looks very uncertain and excited all at once.
"Ohh, Stiles mmm!" Erica moans loudly as I toy with her body while soaping her up.
"Who's your daddy?" I teasingly ask.
"Y-you are My Da-ddy!" Erica cries out as she cums, I may or may not have turned the dial up to moderate again.
"That's my Erica." I murmur in Erica's right ear while continuing to wash her body, turning her into a trembling jelly kneed mess.
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Next day Erica with her mom
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"So did something special happen yesterday after your crush brought you home?" Mom asks me as I sit down at the kitchen table, a playful smirk on her face as her eyes danced with an amused light.
Looking away from her, "No…" I mutter and even I can tell how bad of a lie it is, "Mhmm, so you're absolutely glowing for no reason at all…" My mom teases with a knowing quality to her voice.
"Can we not, please?!" I ask and feel annoyed at her pestering.
"Come on, we talk about what I do all the time…and maybe I could give you some tips, to make things better for the both of you…"
"MOM, Nothing happened!" I shout feeling embarrassed, as I get out of my chair and run for the front door as I hear the beep of a car horn out front.
"Nothing happened but he's coming to pick you up to give you a ride to school…come talk to Mommy when you're ready." My mom teases from behind me and I feel myself blushing, as a part of me does want to ask Mom for help…help with making sure I do a better job making Stiles cum.
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End of Erica
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