Allan Gets Caught!

The moment I opened the door to him I knew something had happened. The bright red face…the terrified eyes…and the attempt to act as if he hadn’t a care in the world which failed miserably. The forced laughter and overly-loud voice being two of many give-always. 

I threw a light lunch together and we ate in my den, Allan squatting on the beanbag chair like a naughty schoolboy. And I waited…and waited…and waited, determined that I would NOT ask!  Eventually he fessed up.  Anna, I think I’m in the shit. My niece….er….she…caught me.”

I can be a bitch sometimes. Eyebrows raised “Caught you? Doing what?” (As if I didn’t know.) “You know bloody well what! (Temper, temper…although I suppose I did ask for it.)   “Wanking?”   “Worse.” (Oooh! Now it’s interesting.)

“She barged into my room without knocking, and caught me, standing up, stark bollock naked, with a pair of my sister's panties clamped to my face…..and I was way too close to stop. She just stood there and watched me spunk all over my sister's panties. Then she just turned on her heel and walked out. What if she tells her mum….what if she tells mine?” (It doesn’t matter if she tells his sister…she already knows and is quite happy with the situation.) 

My guess is the only thing she did after walking out was go to her room and wank off herself. After all, she stayed and watched and didn’t squeal in horror. What she got was plenty of material for her adolescent wank bank. And Allan…?

“It felt….weird. I feel like my orgasm was way more powerful than it could….than it should have been, and I know I shouldn’t say it, but I got a thrill out of her watching me shoot my load. I don’t know how I feel about that.”  “Well, she made no attempt to ‘do’ anything with you, and she was fully dressed. She burst in on you without the courtesy of knocking first, it’s her fault what she saw. You didn’t entice her in, and you wouldn’t anyway. But now you know what it’s like.” “Yeah….but my sister's panties…. there's no escaping that.   “No, there isn’t, but she didn’t know whose they were. They could just as easily have been mine.” 

Relief flooded his face. “Yes! Yours! Of course….why didn’t I hint of that at the time?”  “Because your head was full of your sister’s cunt, and you had just been caught spurting, you idiot. Men live very much in the moment when they cum.” 

And judging my the gleam in his eye and the growing bulge in his pants he needed to cum again. I let out a long sigh as I stood up unbuttoning my dress….”What was her name again?”