An Anthology of Forbidden Erotica: 28 Depraved Tales
torturing you. It’s fun watching you suffer like this.”

“Please…” he begged. “I’ll do the dishes for a week! I’ll do your laundry! Just let me cum already!”

“Hmmm…that’s not a bad deal. I accept.”

Karen’s hand went in full motion and she furiously jerked him off. She quickly found that Tom wasn’t joking when he said that he really needed to cum, and that he often produces large amounts of sperm, as his orgasm shot wildly in the air and onto her hand and on his clothes. 

“Oh god!!!” he yelled.

She didn’t stop stroking until every last drop of his 19 year old cum was drained from his body. And she loved every second of it.
    “Feel better now?” she asked rhetorically.

“God, I feel like a new man,” he panted. “I feel like I’m swimming in the ocean.”

She laughed and pulled her pants up. “Well, you’re certainly swimming in something right now, but it’s definitely not water.”

“Oh…right…” he replied, looking down at his own mess. “Did you at least like doing it for me?”

“It’s not a bad way to start my morning. It’s a fantasy of mine too remember?”

Before she left, Karen looked Tom in the eyes and licked her fingers clean, tasting his cum. She savored it and rolled it around in her mouth while Tom watched in delight as the sophisticated Karen ate his cum.

“Yum…You taste good. Now if you’ll excuse me, I have to wash up and head to the office. Have a great day,” she said as she left the kitchen with a huge grin on her face.

***HORNY LITTLE BASTARD***

Her fantasy had finally come true. Not only did she get to watch a guy masturbate twice while admiring her body, but she got to masturbate him with her own hand. It was all she could think about while she was at work.

And after a busy day in the office, Karen came home and immediately kicked off her shoes and breathed a sight of relief. But just when she thought she was ready for a break, Tom came to greet her at the door.

“Hey!” he smiled. “Have a good day at work?”

“Hmmm…greeting me at the door and asking how my day went? I guess I should start giving you handjobs more often, maybe then you’ll start helping with the household chores regularly,” she joked.

“I hope you’re being serious because I really like that arrangement,” he said, flashing another smile. “Maybe we can start now? I’m feeling a little pent up again.”

Karen looked shocked. “Again? After all you came last night and this morning?”

“Like I said, that’s normal for me. And I could really use your hand for another round of relief.”

Tom didn’t wait for the reply before pulling down his shorts and underwear to reveal his semi-erect cock in their living room, while the late-afternoon sun was still shining through the windows.

“Jeez! Tom! Put that thing away before someone outside sees you.”

He shrugged off her worries. “What’s the big deal? We could just close the curtains and no one would know.”

“What have I created?” she jokingly asked. “I had no idea anyone could be so sexually active.”

“You haven’t created anything,” he playfully replied. “I’ve always been a horny little bastard. But what you did yesterday was kind of like giving alcohol to someone genetically pre-dispositioned to be an alcoholic. It’s the same equivalence. You got me hooked. So this is technically your fault.”

She sighed, “I guess I’m finding out the downside of that expensive education of yours, aren’t I? You’re becoming too smart for your own good young man.”

“The way I see it see, we both have the same mutual-masturbation fetish anyway. So what’s the harm?”

Karen paused and gave Tom a look. “Well, I guess there’s no point in arguing anymore. And I suppose it’s not a bad way to unwind after a stressful day at work either. Close the curtains and I’ll take care of that hard-on for you.”

Before those last words could escape her lips, Tom ran over to the

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