Oh Boy Emma...

"Oh my god!" Emma shrieked and jumped into the seat. She clamped her legs shut and tried to cover up her big tits with her hands. "What are you doing in here?" She yelled out. Jeremy had pulled her curtain aside and was standing right at the entrance of her shower.

"I heard an awful amount of moaning and needed to see what was up. I’m glad I did." He says it coolly. Emma could not help but notice the bulge in his shorts had grown to a sizable tent. She wanted to crawl over to him, but she knew how awful that would be.

"Fuck, this is embarrassing. I didn't know I was that loud. You have to go so I can go die in the corner." Emma went red-faced. She should have been mad but was too embarrassed to be. She just tried to pass it off as humor. Even through the shock of being caught, the noticeable throbbing in her chest continued. She was still right on the edge, and Jeremy being so close to her didn't make it any better. All Emma could do was try to suppress her arousal.

"Oh, don't worry, it's hot as fuck. But wouldn't you rather have the real thing?" Jeremey says boldly: Emma turns towards him as he starts to undo the string of his shorts. A lump formed in her throat, and her stomach started to flip. Emma could not believe how overconfident and bratty he was. She felt a twinge of fear roll over her, and she knew she needed to stop this.

"Listen, I'm flattered, but...woah, oh my god." Emma tries to protest, but stops short as Jeremy reveals his massive black cock to her. It springs out in force and bobs in the air as she gasps out a load and covers her mouth. It was very thick—thicker than anything she has seen—and must have been at least 9 inches thick.

She should have gotten up and slapped him and walked away, but she was so horny she was stuck in place. It was the most dangerous moment in her life, not out of danger but because she hadn't gotten off yet and now a thick, fat carrot was dangling in front of her.

"I'm... married." is all that could leave Emma's mouth. Her eyes were wide as she leaned in. She remembered like a dumb bimbo, wanting to experience what was before her. The fact that she was married started to not matter.

"Fuck, you should go." Emma was still at eye level with this monster. Jeremy reaches over to turn off the water, steps out of his shorts, and moves in closer. Emma can't take her eyes off of him. His balls hung low as his cock twitched in the air. He was now at arm's length from her.

"Does that really matter?" He says this and moves ever closer. Emma is speechless and can't believe it got this far. His cock was beautiful, and the shame of this entire ordeal melted away. She was powerless to stop the inevitable. She broke down, did the unthinkable, and reached up, enclosing her hand around the thick cock."