Go home

After your shift, you bike home and open the door to your house. It's just after 5pm so the house is full of comotion. Your mother is in the kitchen, busily preparing dinner. Your dad is in his usual spot on the couch, half watching sports news while he flicks through his phone. You can hear the characteristic music thumping from Nicole's room, telling you she's home as well.

You briefly say hello to your parents before making your way up to your room to strip off your work clothes. Wrapping a towel around your waist, you walk down the hallway to the bathroom you and Nicole share. Closing the door behind you, you turn on the shower and step in. Soon, as the water washes away the sticky feeling of coffee syrup from your skin, you being to think about your future.

Are you sure you want to go through with the procedure? Jessica sure seems eager to enjoy each other without risk of pregnancy. You can't help but get hard, thinking about her, and her in her sexier lingerie set. It would be wonderful to pump your thick load that inside her wet, tight cunt.

Amy too, seemed quite interested in "rewarding" you for doing your part in reducing "unplanned pregnancies". The way she teased you today was so distracting. You envision shooting rope after rope of cum all over that little slut's face. You start stroking yourself, feeling your hardening cock tingle as you stroke it.

Even your mom wanted you to have your cut-mitzvah. Although your pretty sure that was just her not wanting to be a young grandmother, as well as a young mother. Although, the way she has been looking at you lately, and the words she chose seemed to hint at something else. Taylor was in great shape and a beautiful woman. Is it so bad to want to have her massive tits in your face as she rides you?

Speaking of older ladies, Miranda was definitely on the other side of the fence. And she was a powerful, successful woman, one you could only dream of ending up with one day. And the way she talked about your "flavour". You imagine her at your feet, taking your thick cock down her throat while she begs you to cum so she can taste you. You feel your pleasure growing as you stroke yourself harder.

And then there's your sister. As taboo as it was, the thought of her black eyeliner tearing down her cheeks while she gagged on your cock was something that always got you hard.

Just then, you notice the bathroom door is open a quarter of the way. Hadn't you shut that? "Hello?" You ask into the steamy bathroom. Then the door opens fully and a figure steps in, closing the door behind them.