“Then you heard what we were doing, huh?” she mused with a smile on her face. “And maybe even caught me being very naughty with my clothes off?” she probed.
“Uh, huh . . . and made me feel just as naughty while I listened to your conversation. I especially liked when you said, ‘I need your cock Michael! I want to feel it throb in my mouth when you’re cumming . . . I want to feel you shoot your load and then spray it all over my face!’” Amy smiled as she watched his cock begin to grow inside his shorts, while he was standing there, only a few feet away.
“I heard that in a video at Tammy’s house, and just thought I’d say it out loud to make Mike happy . . . and it seemed to work,” she said.
“Seemed to work . . . for all three of us, honey. Guys love it when girls talk that way. I’m actually delighted for you doing it . . . and look forward to helping you out when you FaceTime him back.”
“How about if we take a quick shower together and figure out what happens next?” she suggested. She knew she had just gotten out of a previous shower, but this one truly showed much more promise.
“I would love it . . . but I don’t want you to do anything you don’t want to,” he warned.
“I know I would like to see that bulge in your shorts up close. Fact is . . . I have seen it when you and Mom go all crazy at night . . .”
“Oh you have . . . have you?” he asked, getting even more aroused at that thought.
“I know . . . I am like a voyeur when it comes to watching people do it,” she said closing the house coat she had put on and heading towards the bathroom. He stripped off his clothes and stepped into the shower. But before he could turn around, Amy stepped behind him. Because of the luxury suite, there was actually enough room for two people inside the shower, which is rare on a cruise ship. He adjusted the water, and then said “Wet your hair and I’ll wash it for you.”
“Okay!” she said, returning his smile. After shampooing her hair, he slung it over her shoulder saying, “Here, rinse it off while I wash your back for you.”
Without a word she complied as he picked up a bar of soap and started to rub down her back. Now came the real test, he thought. Squatting to wash her lower back, he continued on to her firm little ass cheeks. To his pleasant surprise, she didn’t react at all, just continued to rinse her hair.
Getting bolder, he started squeezing her ass gently, delighting in how firm it really was. He looked up to see that she had finished rinsing her hair and was just letting the water run down the front of her 14-year-old body. The feel of her smooth, white skin was very stimulating!
Not wanting to stop, he went ahead and slipped his fingers into the crack of her delicious little ass. This, however, started to make his cock stiffen, so reluctantly he dropped down and washed her legs. Her love of sports had given her smooth, firmly muscled legs. There could not have been an ounce of fat on her beautiful, young body!
He stood up as he finished, and she turned around to rinse the soap off. To his delight . . . she was smiling! He was relieved he had not scared her with his boldness.
Yearning to find out how far this would go, he handed her the soap, asking, “Would you like to wash me now?”
“Sure would!” she said, eagerly.
But before he could turn around, she started rubbing it on his chest. This caught him totally by surprise! But he wasn’t about to tell her to stop! Just the thought of how low she might go, made his cock start to stiffen again. And to his amazement, she didn’t stop at his belly!
Squatting down, she lathered her Daddy’s thighs, then, gently, she took his balls in her hand and lathered them as well! This was too much! His cock got rock hard. Looking down, his cock was two or three inches from her face. Beyond that, he could see her white breasts clearly, the nipples peeking out . . . very stiffly.
“You can touch any part of me any time you like,” he told her.
She smiled then, grabbed his cock in her hand, and started squeezing and stroking it.
“If I remember right, this gets a lot bigger when your very excited,” she observed.
“Yes,” he moaned, “But hold off doing that for now, okay? I’ll explain why later.”
“Oh, all right,” she sighed, sounding disappointed.
“I’ll let you touch it after we’re done with our shower,” I told her. He had plans and wanted to save this for later! When they had done showering, they toweled each other off, laughing the whole time, and putting on their robes.
“Want to join me on the couch?” he asked.
“Sure!” she said, smiling, and quickly went over to the rather large couch for a ship. He grabbed a clean towel and a bottle of baby oil from the cabinet on the way out, in anticipation of what he hoped was to happen next. He put the towel and oil on the coffee table.
“What’s that for?” she asked.
“I’ll tell you in a minute,” he answered, “First I want to make sure that you know I would never hurt you, and if at any time you say so, we’ll stop. Okay?”
She nodded in agreement.
“And don’t tell Mom about any of this!” he warned. She already knew that wasn’t going to happen. And her arousal from talking to Mike still ran through her body.
He handed her the baby oil, sat back on the couch, untied and opened his robe, and exposed his cock and balls to her eager gaze.
“You can play with this now,” he offered manipulating his shaft right in front of her. “Use the oil so your hand slides more easily, okay? Remember, go slowly at first, and play with the head . . . it’s the most sensitive part.”
“I absolutely will!” she said almost thinking it was Christmas and she was about to handle a very cherished present.
Then, pouring oil into her right hand, she reached over and grasped his cock. At first touch . . . it began getting hard again. He put his left arm up on the back of the couch, and his right arm around her shoulders to hold her close to him. The feel of her soft, warm hand was wonderful! In no time, he was rock hard as she slowly stroked him, occasionally stopping to fondle his cock head.
“Oooooh, that feels so good!” he whispered to her, “I love the feel of your hand on my BIG cock!”
She just smiled and kept up a steady stroke. Feeling the rising tension in his balls, he let his head roll back and closed his eyes, enjoying the sensation.
“Ooooh, yes, that’s nice honey!” he crooned after a couple minutes, “You can start going faster now, please!”
Her soft hand squeezed tighter and pumped faster. He knew he couldn’t hold back much longer!
“Yes! You’re doing great, baby!” he muttered, as his body went rigid and his ass lifted up off of the couch. With that she pumped even faster. This was too much to bear!
“Oh, yes, baby, here we go!” he moaned.
He couldn’t hold back any longer. With his whole body straight and rigid, he felt the pleasurable spasm start in his balls! He squeezed her shoulders tightly, then, once, twice, three times his cock spewed cum while she continued stroking him. The first stream of goo landed on his chest, the other two squirted onto his belly. She squeezed a little more out . . . as his orgasm subsided. His body became slack again and he slumped back down onto the couch.