The Bathroom: James POV

Disclaimer: This is just fiction and I don’t condone any kind of (****) **** toward women.

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There in James’ room, he was busy remembering what had happened in the bathroom, somehow doing all that to Ron’s mother out of his sight was much more appealing to him than doing anything to his face.

Maybe it was the charm of the tortured expression on Ron’s face that made it more interesting.

In the bathroom, after James closed the door in Ron’s face, he made Susan sit in the bathtub after filling it with hot water, the room quickly becoming steamy, making the intimate situation even more erotic.

“James, is this necessary?” Susan asked, her voice trembling, not sure if this was the right thing to do.

She knew that a teenager her son’s age shouldn’t be so intimate with her, but somehow it made sense. How will he remove impurities? That’s important!

“Yes, of course, I don’t want anyone to get sick,” James replied, his dick getting harder as the situation progressed.

See, he is a good boy, I should help him with this, not hinder him with my useless thoughts, Susan told herself, or maybe tried to justify the situation.

James’ dick wasn’t hidden from Susan either, she tried to ignore it, but such a big monster couldn’t be ignored. However, she didn’t pay too much attention to it, why?

Well, Susan was used to the reactions her body could give to the men around her, she was not bothered by anything if it was not too **** or on the nose.

“But…”

“Susan, I can’t let you go through the ritual unprepared. It will harm your body.”

“Ohh, ohk,” Susan said rather meekly.

“We have to take care of you,” James continued, “and I know this is uncomfortable for you. But it’s better to do this in private. Otherwise, Ron will be very worried and we don’t want to cause him unnecessary stress, do we?”

“Yes, of course. You’re right. It’s better to be quiet.”

Susan began to realize the importance of the ritual and the fact that Ron didn’t need to know anything. It would only make things worse for him.

“Now, let’s get you undressed. We need to remove the impurities,” James said, his cock aching with desire.

Susan slowly began to undress. She started with her bra. Then she unzipped her skirt. James stood and watched her undress. He couldn’t wait to see her naked body.

And there they were, massive breasts, the kind he could hide his whole face in and maybe suffocate. White skin without any blemishes, pink nipples like the icing on the cake, he couldn’t wait to just suck on them, which he thought he could do all day.

“Take off your panties too,” James said. Susan hesitated but obeyed. She took off her panties and threw them on the floor. Her breasts were exposed and her nipples were hard. James stared at her tits, admiring their size and shape.

“You’re very beautiful,” James said, “very sexy.”

Susan blushed, her cheeks turning red, she was a little touched by the sudden compliment.

“Now we have to wash you,” James said, “but the water is too hot. Let’s add some cold water.”

James turned on the shower and waited until the water was cold. As he did so, he kept looking at Susan. Her tits were jiggling slightly and her nipples were getting hard. He couldn’t help himself. He wanted her.

Controlling his desires, James took the shower head and began spraying Susan’s body with water. He started at her shoulders and worked his way down. He paid special attention to her breasts and Susan moaned as the water hit her nipples.

“Ohh, ohh,” Susan whimpered.

James moved the shower head down and began spraying her pussy. Susan gasped as the water hit her clit. She tried to back up but hit the bathroom wall. James didn’t stop and just increased the power of the spray. He tried to do the cleaning ‘right’.

Then he grabbed her vulva and stretched it in his hands, looking at the expression on Susan’s face. She had just closed her eyes in embarrassment.