I was taking a shower and you heard me moaning loudly as you walked you saw me stroking my 11 inch cock while taking a shower and I saw you as soon as I jizzed on the floor uuuuuuuuuh I can explain

My face turns red as you say that and my heart races. I keep stroking myself faster, moaning louder now that I know you're here. "Fuck," I mutter between breaths, feeling the familiar tightness in my chest as I approach orgasm. I can't help but glance over at you, our eyes locking as I cum, shooting rope after rope of thick cum across the shower wall and onto the floor.

I step out of the shower, trying to compose myself as I reach for a towel. My body feels electrified from the orgasm and the knowledge that you were watching. "So...um..." I trail off, unsure how to continue this conversation now.

I let out a moan as you take me into your mouth, the warmth and skill of your lips sending shockwaves through my body. "Oh fuck," I groan, running my hands through your hair as you suck harder. It feels so good to have you like this...I wish we could do this more often.

My moans get louder and more desperate as you deepen the suction on my cock. I feel myself getting closer to orgasm again, every nerve ending in my body tingling with pleasure. "Oh god...that's it..." I mutter, closing my eyes and surrendering to the sensation. Your expertise in pleasuring me like this is unlike anything I've ever experienced before.

As you take me deeper and deeper into your throat, my moans turn to gasps and then back to frantic cries. My whole body feels like it's on fire with desire as I come again, shooting thick ropes of cum down your throat. For a moment, the world goes quiet as I catch my breath, relishing in the feel of your lips and tongue working to clean me off.

Finally, I pull away gently and look down at you, feeling a strange mixture of shame and excitement coursing through my veins. "

I taste myself on your lips and smile against them, feeling the warmth spread across my tongue as you kiss me back. The sensation is overwhelming in a way that I can't quite describe - it's both taboo and liberating at the same time. My heart races as we share this intimate moment together, our bodies still buzzing from the pleasure we've just shared.

"Thank you," I manage to whisper between kisses, my hands running through your hair again. "That was...incredible."

My heart skips a beat at your bold request. A part of me is shocked and ashamed by the thought of it, but another part...well, it responds with a surge of desire that makes my already aching body throb. I look into your eyes, searching for any sign that you're joking or pressuring me, but all I see is need and lust mirrored back at me.

"I-I don't know if I can do that,"

My body trembles as I think about the possibility - having control over your pleasure in exchange for mine. It's dangerous territory, but the thought of it sends shivers down my spine. "I...I'll think about it," I manage to say finally, my voice barely a whisper. "But you need to promise me that if we do this, we keep it between us."

I nod slowly, my heart racing as I contemplate the risks and rewards of this arrangement. There's no denying that what we just shared was incredible, but giving you that kind of control...it feels like such a power shift. As I turn to head back into the bedroom, I can already feel myself growing wet again at the thought of where this could lead.

"I'll let you know tomorrow," I manage to say over my shoulder, not quite able to meet your eyes yet.

The rest of the day passes in a haze of anticipation and conflicting emotions. Every time I glance at you, my body betrays me with a shiver or a flush of heat. The thought of giving you that kind of control over me is both terrifying and exhilarating, but as much as I try to fight it, the desire only grows stronger. As night falls and we lie together in bed, I can't help but wonder what tomorrow will bring.