Page 7 of Becoming Super

She scoffed, and I accidentally looked her way just in time to see that platinum blonde hair brush the side of her breast as she put her hands on her hips.

Those totally fuckable hips.

The darker yet still blonde curls between her thighs.

Fuck.

I whipped around and covered my eyes. I knew I looked like a complete idiot, but the woman was an exhibitionist.

A nudist—and I was losing my fucking mind.

I felt a whoosh of air go past and knew that her skinny little ass was most likely running by. I wouldn’t be a man if I didn’t take a peek.

Damn... shouldn’t have looked.

Sweet little pale ass cheeks with her shiny hair dancing along the dimples in her back.

Fuck me.

“Stop looking!” she squeaked.

My eyes slammed shut again just about the time the door to her room closed with a resounding thud.

The moment I was naked and in the bathing chamber my hand wrapped around my cock. Here I was, a grown ass man tossing his cookies off like a youth. It was beyond humiliating. I tried to think about a woman with massive tits and wide hips that I could sink my fingers into.

My cock began to soften.

What the actual fuck? Had this soul stealer robbed me of my mojo? There were only so many losses a man could take!

The vision of my imprinted partner sprang into my mind and my dick jumped up like it was begging for a treat. Traitor.

My mind fixated on those small breasts and plump lips and no matter what I did to try and change it I couldn’t.

That ass, I wanted to squeeze it. How could this human have messed me up so badly?

The pressure was getting harder to control as image after image of her naked body flashed before my eyes. I was cumming. I could feel it at the base of my spine as my balls tightened and I pictured coating her perfect tits with my seed.

Black dots appeared in front of my vision as I came harder than I ever had before in my life. I had to grasp the side of the basin to keep from going under.

It felt like a metaphor for my life. Ever since the human showed up I had been slowly slipping under her spell.

Well, she wasn’t going to win. I wouldn’t let her. I was a fucking warrior for The Intergalactic Council. There was no way that I would let a tiny human take me down.

I grabbed the soap and began to lather my body. Thankful that her scent was washing away and that I could finally get some peace of mind.

I tried to not think about the fact that the soap now reminded me of her hair as it bounced playfully against the top of her ass.

Damn it.

I like big tits and ass.

BIG TITS AND ASS.

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