The Unexpected by MCPsycho
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Discover the tantalizing twists of desire in ‘The Unexpected’ by MCPsycho. Dive into a steamy narrative filled with passion, surprise encounters, and sensual exploration that will awaken your deepest fantasies. Get ready for an exhilarating ride that pushes the boundaries of pleasure! If you guys want a PT2, post in the comments. I will think about it.
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, “Beep! Beep! Beep!” I slowly opened my eyes, I had just woken up. I sat there for a few moments struggling to keep my eyes opened, but all I could hear was the mechanical beeping.
I just sighed and slapped my hand against my forehead to wake myself up. I pushed myself up, off the pillow. I looked over towards my phone, where that damned ring was emitting from. I grabbed it and turned it off. Friday.
The word rung in my head as I looked at the time: 5:20 AM. I sighed, Another Friday, finally. I thought to myself. I pushed the covers off of myself, and I was suddenly exposed to the freezing temperatures. Maybe a small over exaggeration, it was probably just around 68*F/20*C.
Either way, the house was cold to me. I shivered, but I felt something more cold and damp on the front of my panties. Suddenly, I remembered what I was dreaming about. I was dreaming about one of my crushes/best friends, Billy. He’s a skinny guy, but almost the same height as me.
He always seemed so laid back. In my dream, he was just jerking his hard, lengthy dick to a picture of me. I remember him moaning or whining, something like that, which I loved. He began to cum on his dick and spurts of it went out on his stomach..
Just thinking about it now makes me horny because I could feel some liquids flowing out of me and seeping onto my white panties. I live in a decently small, very old, house, there are only two bedrooms. One for my dad and mom, and one for me and my brother. I don’t see him around too often because he’s out a lot. At the age of fifteen, I wished I could get my own room and one preferably without a boy.
We have two different beds on each side of the room. My side of the room was usually messy, though. There are upsides to having a boy in the family because he usually tells me what I should wear to school, and he’s usually right. The kitchen was right outside of our room. It wasn’t a big kitchen, it had a small round table in the center of the room.
The floor was uneven, as in, the floor was warping in the center of the kitchen as if it were dipping into an extremely shallow hole. It’s a very dim house mainly because we used old lights. There were tons of dishes in the sink and all sorts of dishes and bowls on the counter. Yes, it’s a dirty house but I couldn’t really do much about it. I will always want to move into a different house.
I had a pretty decent face, boys had always given me a lot of compliments about how I look, which I appreciated. I thought it was sweet. I’m around 5’3-5’4. My hair is a nice brown with a very light tint of red to it. I’m a decently skinny person, but not too skinny.
My breasts were rather small, at around A cups. Some boys had told me that my butt looks nice, but those kind of comments usually made me feel kind of awkward. Whenever I looked at my butt, I didn’t like it and I wished it was bigger. What I like about myself, though, is probably my calfs. A lot of people told me they look gorgeous, and not to toot my own horn but I’d agree.
I am still a virgin, and I kind of want to stay that way until I find the right person, which I hope will be Billy. He’s gorgeous, but he only thinks of me as a friend. One way or another, I began to think about his body features. His muscles weren’t defined, but he still looked gorgeous to me. His abdomen/chest regions weren’t defined either.
I know this because I’ve gone swimming with him, just for the purpose to look at him. Sure, it might sound a little creepy, but it made me so hot. No other boy has made me feel this way, but anytime I began to think about him, he makes me horny. I could feel liquids trickling out of me and more liquids had began to flow onto my panties. I laid back and I slowly pushed my hands beneath my pajamas, my hand between my panties and loose pajamas.
I looked over at Josh, my brother, to make sure he was asleep. I sat there in the same position for a few seconds before I moved my hand across my mound and I pushed forward. My middle finger, I could feel, was on the tip of my mound. I stopped just before I could begin to feel the dampness my body had made in my panties. I grabbed my phone with my free hand.
I unlocked it and went to where all my photos were stored. I pulled up a picture of Billy. I could see the outline his dick made in his pants. He was completely unaware when I took the picture, which only made me hornier at the time. I pushed my hand further down, I could barely feel the warmth on my clit because it was under a damp piece of soft, white fabric.
I began to rub it, slowly at first. I imagined what he would look like, in the picture, if he was naked. I imagined his throbbing cock, I imagined giving him a handjob. I kept picturing images in my mind, and I began to move my hand back and forth on my clit. I quickly put my hand underneath my panties, now I was in direct contact with my clit.
It felt so much better. I was getting close to my orgasm, I could feel it. Unfortunately, I heard my brother’s alarm clock ringing on the other side of the room. I gasped and my body shuddered at the unexpectedness. I pulled my hand out from underneath my pajamas as fast as I could, I didn’t want to be caught.
I held my breath. I sat there for a moment and I heard my brother moan and I could hear him shuffling around in bed. I sighed in relief, he didn’t know what I was doing. I felt my heart returning to it’s normal rhythm. Eventually, I began to get ready.
“Josh,” I said, “Who’s going to shower first?” He looked up at me as I was sitting on the edge of my bed. “Uhh, I’ll go.” I nodded, still heavily disappointed I wasn’t able to finish. I looked at the time: 5:23 AM.
I couldn’t believe I had sat there masturbating for three minutes and I was already close to an orgasm. The thought of missing the orgasm only made me hornier, and I wanted to have it. Josh usually took long showers, so I wouldn’t be able to finish my sexual activities because my mom and dad also had to take showers. I was upset that I would have to wait literally all day to get home to masturbate. Then I remembered Billy, the sight of him was only going to increase my arousal.
I shook my head and I went to the kitchen to start getting breakfast going, still in my pajamas. Today wasn’t going to be the best and it’s all because I wasn’t able to finish. I got dressed into my usual attire: Jeans, T-Shirt, and one of Billy’s hoodies. It smells like Billy, and less importantly, it’s October. I was forced to go throughout the entire day with a little grouchiness because I wasn’t able to finish what I started that morning.