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Wet DreamsSince I started watching porn on my computer I am a masturbating fool. I couldn’t watch porn up to last year when I finally was allowed to have a computer. My mother put restricting software on it, but I figured out the password and was free to use it when she wasn’t around, which was often because she is a d**g rep and on the road a lot .Watching porn as much as I did led to many masturbations. I usually had orgasms twice a day, shooting cum on the floor many times. I couldn’t get enough of that sensation as my penis built toward orgasm; stiffening, swelling tingling and finally spasming deep in my body as the white, thick, sticky fluid spurted out full force.The problem arose after a while when I started having wet dreams. Night after night I woke to my sheet getting wet with my jism. I tried to wipe it off with Kleenex, but it always left a stiff patch on the sheet. I used to take the sheet off and wash it when my mother was out, but sometimes had to leave it only to add to the stain the next night.I tried to masturbate just before I went to sleep to no avail; wakening to the wet spurts from my penis, anyway.I had some success wearing two pairs of briefs to bed. I shot my cum into the underwear, but didn’t like the pasty wetness that occurred .I tried to wear a condom, but it fell off my limp penis. I was at wits end.I tried not watching porn, but that only lasted a day, before I was tuning in and stroking off.The floor under my computer table was beginning to get rough patches where canlı bahis my cum soaked in.One day my whole world turned upside down. My mother brought home a teen age girl about my age. Her name was Jenny. She was pretty. Flat chested, but with a slim waist and a nice rear end and shapely legs. She said hello politely. She was wearing a low cut top without a bra; which I could tell from the nipple bumps on her top.My mother said that Jenny would be staying with us for a while. She said her mother was in the hospital for a long stay.“I got some stuff I got to bring in, can you help?” Jenny asked me.“Sure,” I said.“What’s your name?” She asked.“Sam,” I saidWe went out to my mother’s car and got her suitcase and a laptop. When she bent over to pick up the laptop I could see down her top which had fallen away from her chest. She had small breasts, but I felt a surge go through my cock. “Take a picture It’ll last longer,” Jenny said“Sorry,” I replied“OK, nothing much to see,” She said, smiling.“Don’t put yourself down,” I said for some reason.“Thanks Sam,”We went into the house and my mother had to go on a sales call, leaving Jenny and I alone.“Help me unpack,”“OK,”We went into the spare room and she opened her suitcase and took out her clothes including some underwear. I didn’t see a bra just sexy panties. To my surprise she held up a pair of pink panties and said,”Like these?”I didn’t know what to say, so I said, “sure”.“Want me to try ‘em on?”“What !” I gasped.“We’re stuck with each other. We might bahis siteleri as well have fun.”She proceeded to take her skirt off in front of me. She didn’t have panties on and she had a neatly trimmed bush. She pulled on her pink panties and stood in front of me.“How do they look?” She asked“Great,” I said, getting into it more and more.“I gotta’ pee” She said.She took my hand and pulled me into the bathroom and sat on the toilet and peed, making a hissing sound as her urine sprayed into the toilet water.“I guess I’m an exhibitionist,” She laughed.“I guess so,” I said“Do you mind?” She asked“No, not at all,” I replied.“Good, now tell me a secret!”“I love porn,” I said“Me too!” “I jerk-off all the time,” I confessed for some reason.Jenny paused, “I can’t jerk-off, but I Jill-off.”We stood and looked at each other.“I can’t help having wet dreams.” I said.Why I was telling all this to her was beyond me, but it was getting me excited. I wanted to take my pants down and masturbate in front of her.Jenny stood up and pulled up her panties then reached out and put her hand on my bulging jeans. A Thrill ran through me as she unzipped my fly and pulled my pants down. My cock sprung out and she put her small hand on it and began to stroke it. It didn’t take long before strips of cum shot out into the toilet and on the seat.“Feel better?” She said, wiping the cum off the toilet seat.Where did this whirlwind of sexuality come from? Mars? Why was I blessed?“Come on,” she said and pulled me into her bedroom bahis şirketleri as I pulled my pants up, stumbling along.She jumped on the bed and said, “Pull my panties off, Sam!”I reached out and grabbed the elastic on her panties and pulled them down. She spread her legs and exposed her pussy.“Use your mouth,” Jenny whispered.I had never been with a real woman before and hesitated, but then got on the bed between her thighs and kissed the inside of her legs moving up to her pussy lips; finding them with my mouth. There was a musky odor that enticed me. I stuck my tongue between her labia and she gave a slight moan.I knew the anatomy from my endless hours of porn and moved my mouth upwards finding her large clit. I suckled at it, bringing increasing response from Jenny.Before long she entreated me to “go harder, harder.”I strained my tongue at her labia, pushing deeper into her.She finally gave a sharp spasm and came. I sensed it as a small quantity of liquid flowed onto my lips.“Phew!” Jenny said.“Phew,” I repeated.“Let’s take a shower,” Jenny said.“OK,”We stripped and ran the water to the right temperature then stepped into the tub. The warm water flowed over us. Our bodies kept rubbing against each other.Jenny was physically attractive to me. What we had just gone through cemented my relationship with her, with her small but shapely breasts, slim waist and nice ass.We washed each other then got out of the shower and dried each other off.We had just got dressed and were in the living room watching videos when my mother came in the door.“Well, glad you two are getting along,” My mother said. “What have you been doing?”Jenny and I looked at each other and smiled and said, at the same time, “Oh, nothing.”

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