Page 40 of Mother Parker
“Agh! Why won’t he get out of my fucking mind?” I almost shouted from the top of my lungs, but I quickly remembered I wasn’t living alone anymore.
I smacked my pillow on top of my head and turned to the side, trying to lull myself back to sleep, but all I could feel was my pulsating cock begging to be touched as Hwan’s words rang in my head.
I turned to the other side, but it had the same results.
“Fine,” I hissed and grabbed my phone to go online.
There was one way to get rid of a boner, but I wasn’t going to do it fantasizing about a young man that was also my boss.
I logged on to my favorite porn site and clicked on the first video on the home page.
Slutty Susie Takes it Raw.
Yeah, that should do it.
The video started playing, and no time was wasted before both actors were naked. The setup had been minimal, and before long, the guy had gone down on the girl as she fake-moaned like he was the best thing since sliced bread.
I palmed my dick, and it twitched.
I skipped to when Susie took the guy’s dick out and started sucking him with perfectly pink lips.
I pulled the blanket off and kept my eyes on the screen as I stroked myself.
Pink lips. Just like his.
I shook my head and tried to picture Susie sucking me.
Her pink lips wrapped around my length, easing her way up and down.
Looking up at me with those pretty brown eyes, staring at me as he licked my crown and I pushed pink strands from his face.
Shit. Focus, Parker.
Susie. I was fantasizing about Susie.
I stared at the screen until my eyes blurred everything out. All I could see ahead of me was Hwan, naked but for the pink undies he’d worn in my dream, sucking me inch by inch until his nose touched my crotch and inhaled my scent with a piercing gaze.
One last desperate attempt to replace him with Susie failed miserably yet again.
“I guess I’m doing this,” I said and put my phone down.
Fictional Hwan continued to suck and watch me like I was beautiful, and I stroked. Soft at first, but the more he stared, the more shape and form he took, the harder I went.
He flicked his tongue across my slit and dropped to taste my balls. His fingers pushed up from my thighs and took hold of my pecs. He looked at me from behind my dick as he planted kisses along my length, and before I knew it, I was in his mouth again.
My legs tensed, my feet curled, and my back arched as he took me down his throat. Tears formed in his eyes, but he didn’t stop, and I pushed in farther, edging a moan out of him.
I cupped his face and pulled him up. When my dick was out of his mouth, he nipped my thumb, and I felt it reach all the way up to the back of my neck.
I pounded my dick harder, every stroke feeling a little tenser than before and leaving me a little more out of breath.
He smiled at me, and I pushed myself into his mouth again as my seed shot out, sprinkling my chest and stomach. Fictional Hwan lapped it all up and climbed up to offer me a taste.
I crashed back to reality just before he put his lips on mine.
I shook my head, blinked, and looked at my messy chest.
What have you done, Parker?
