“You know what, Jake. You look silly with just your shirt on. Take it off. If you do, I’ll reward you.” Jake had no idea what that meant, but he was more than happy to comply. His chest was his best feature. He’d worked hard on it. He took off his shirt and flung it on top of his boxers. Then he resumed stroking himself.
Peggy had seen him without a shirt before, at the beach, and probably other times as well, but not recently. She was sitting back down now, admiring the view. “Wow, Jake. Have you always looked that good? Damn. Okay you deserve this.” With that, she lifted her left hand and moved the right strap of her tank top off of her shoulder. With a nudge, it fell to the side and the flap of shirt covering her right breast fell down too, exposing her entire right breast, nipple and all.
Wow. What a sight. Her breast was bigger than he imagined it would be, round and plump, like a peach. The image of her half-exposed chest was spectacularly arousing. “Wow, Peggy,” he finally said, still stroking his cock steadily, “that’s an amazing view. Who knew you had such amazing tits.”
That brought another big smile to her face. She was clearly enjoying how much he was enjoying the sight of her. And she even looked a little flushed herself.
Jake was getting really close. Given how horny he was, he could have beaten off quickly without any external stimulation. But this situation was overwhelming. He couldn’t last much longer.
Peggy must have read that on his face because she asked, “where are you planning to come, Jake?” Jake hadn’t thought that far ahead. “Because I know you’re going to shoot a ton of it and I don’t want you soaking my bed. I’ve gotta sleep here.”
Jake looked around the room as he continued to stroke his cock, looking for somewhere acceptable to shoot his cum. Peggy, for her part, was just staring intently at Jake’s cock, as if imagining what it would look like when he finally came. Jake was about to suggest that he shoot his cum in the corner of the room when Peggy spoke again. “You know, if you promise not to touch me, you can shoot it on me.”
Jake was so stunned by that statement that he was sure he didn’t hear it correctly. He just sat there staring, at a loss for words. Sensing his uncertainty, Peggy spoke again, “I’m serious. I don’t want to miss the best part of the show. I want to see it up close. Tell you what, I’m going to take off my shirt all the way and you just aim for my stomach.”
With that, she quickly removed her tank top entirely, exposing both of her spectacular breasts. She flung the shirt on the floor and then scooched forward, her head on the pillow and her legs spread (but panties still on). She motioned for Jake to come closer.
After a few moments of stunned disbelief, Jake finally let his brain accept what she was telling him. He got to his knees and moved forward, careful not to touch Peggy’s legs, until his knees were about eight inches from Peggy’s ass and his cock was extending out over her belly. When he was in position, she said “come on, Jake, let me have it” and cupped her tits with her hands.
That was it. That was all he could take. He felt the orgasm grip him and he screamed “oh fuck, Peggy.” A few seconds later, the first rope of cum came shooting out, landing squarely on Peggy’s tits. She squealed with delight. Then came a second, third, and even fourth round. Jake had never shot this much cum in his life. When he looked back down at Peggy, she had pools and droplets of it extending from her belly button all the way to her cheek.
“Holy shit, Jake!” she said, laughing, “that was fucking incredible. I have never seen someone shoot so much cum. And I’ve watched a lot of porn.”
He couldn’t help but laugh too. It was absurd. The whole situation was absurd. As the blood slowly rushed back into his brain, he couldn’t believe what had just happened. He quickly got to the floor and grabbed his shirt, giving it to Peggy to help her wipe off, which she did. She then got up, gave him a kiss on the cheek, then found some clothes and excused herself to go down the hall to the bathroom.
When she came back, Jake had put his boxers back on but was still sitting on her bed. He looked at her, trying to read her expression. “Are we still okay?” he asked. “No regrets?”
“None from my end. That was great. But it can be our secret.” she said, a smile on her face.
“Understood. And thanks.” Jake said, “I’ll never forget that.” With that, he hopped off the bed and began moving toward the ladder.
“Hold up. Why don’t you stay down on this bed with me. It’s cold and I could use the warmth. And now that you’ve had your release, I think I can trust you to be a gentlemen.”
Jake wasn’t so sure about that, but he was more than happy to oblige. Peggy stripped back down to her panties and crawled into the twin bed. Jake followed, curling up next to her in a spooning position, and within minutes was sound asleep.
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Sometime later, Jake had no idea just how much later, he woke up. He was groggy and not quite sure what was happening, but he felt movement. The bed was shaking, not a lot, but noticeably. Jake lay there motionless, trying to clear his head. He felt Peggy’s elbow brush against his arm, and then again. And then it dawned on him what was happening; she was touching herself.
Slowly, quietly, he used his arm to lift the blankets, just a little, just enough to get a quick look underneath. It was enough. He could see her arm moving. And he could see that her panties were off. Her bare ass was just a few inches away from his boxers. Within seconds, Jake was rock hard again.
He reached down and fumbled with his boxers, quickly freeing his cock. When it sprung loose, it brushed against Peggy’s ass, just barely, but enough to alert her to what he was doing. “I see you’re awake” she whispered, playfully. “You can do what you want with that thing, but keep it away from me. No touching, okay?”
“Yeah, roger that.” Jake replied, wishing to himself that he wasn’t bound by that rule.
“I tried to sleep,” she said, “but I just couldn’t stop thinking about your little show. I wanted a release too.” Her voice was shaky. Jake could tell she was still fingering herself.
Jake couldn’t help it, “you know I could probably help you with that, Peggy.”
“Oh, I’m sure you could, Jake. But that’s not gonna happen. Feel free to help yourself, though. Just keep that beautiful cock at a distance.”
Well, if he couldn’t touch, he was at least going to look. Jake flipped the blankets down toward the foot of the bed, giving himself a full and unobstructed view of Peggy’s bare ass. Peggy barely reacted, she just turned her head a little, smiled, and then returned to touching herself.
For the next few minutes, they both just continued to touch themselves, steadily increasing their pace. Peggy had started moaning; she was so turned on. So was Jake. He just stared at her perfect ass, now glistening with sweat, so tantalizingly close to his cock. In a moment of weakness, he moved his hips forward, ever so slightly, and his cock came to rest between her ass cheeks.