Chapter 1139: Your Affection is Admirable
At noon, Kevin walked out of the classroom and saw Albert ahead of him. He patted Albert on the shoulder and said, "Albert, let's go to Mrs. Johnson's house to do homework."
"I'm not feeling well these days, so I'll pass this time," Albert replied, shaking his head unusually. "You go ahead. I'm heading home."
Seeing Albert's dejected figure, Kevin frowned. Something was off. Could it be that something had happened at home?
Kevin made his way alone to his cousin’s alley and happened to see Christopher’s wife, Violet, struggling with a bag of flour. He quickly approached and said, "Let me help you with that, Violet."
"Thank you, Kevin," Violet said, wiping sweat from her forehead and smiling. "You're here to eat at your cousin's place again. You two have such a good relationship."
Kevin effortlessly carried the heavy bag of flour into Violet's house and placed it in the pantry, though he got some flour on himself in the process. Violet hurriedly grabbed a broom to clean him off, her loose T-shirt revealing two fair, ample breasts cupped prominently within a red bra, at least a C cup. Her shorts showcased her incredibly tempting legs, arousing Kevin's impulse. He thought about how good-looking Violet was and how Christopher, the scoundrel, still coveted his cousin. If Christopher dared harass his cousin again, he would make sure to repay him in kind.
Violet noticed Kevin’s pants bulging and looked up to see him staring at her chest, blushing before giving him a feigned angry look. "Kevin, what are you doing? Can't believe you'd dare ogle me like that. Should I tell your cousin?"
"I'm sorry, Violet. I didn’t mean to," Kevin said, startled. "Please don’t tell her, or I’m done for."
"Look at you get scared so easily. I’m just teasing you," Violet laughed, her eyes lingering on the tent in his pants. Remembering the feel of his thick member from last time, she felt a flush of heat, her voice sultry. "By the way, does it still feel swollen down there?"
"A bit," Kevin admitted, rubbing his lower back. He had quite the workout yesterday and had ejaculated five or six times. Even this morning, he had trouble urinating properly. He was likely a bit spent.
"Have you been masturbating again?" Violet teased, biting her lip. "Take your pants off. Let me check you out."
"That’s not necessary, Violet," Kevin stammered, feeling awkward.
"Oh, come on, no need to be shy with me. You've nothing I haven't seen before. Hurry up," Violet urged.
Kevin reluctantly pulled his pants and underwear down to his knees, his pale, erect member springing free, surrounded by sparse pubic hair.
"Let me see if everything’s alright," Violet murmured, trying to steady her racing heart. She grabbed his hot, rigid shaft, tugging it downwards, the pink head emerging from his foreskin. The sight and warmth made her palms sweat, her large breasts heaving with her quickened breath. She couldn't resist but to wrap her entire hand around it, slowly stroking up and down.
"Violet, what are you…?" Kevin was taken aback by her boldness. This didn't seem like a normal check-up; it felt more like she was trying to make him ejaculate.
"Hmm, nothing seems wrong on the surface. Your erectile function appears normal," Violet said, trying to sound clinical while savoring the musky scent of his penis. Her own body reacted instinctively, her panties soaked with arousal.
"Hold on. Let’s see how long you can maintain this. I want to check your prostate," Violet continued, masking her lust as curiosity.
"Ahh, that feels so good," Kevin moaned, giving into the pleasure. Though Violet's technique was nowhere near Natalie's level and only slightly better than Audrey's, he wasn't close to climaxing just yet.
"Kevin, why aren’t you ejaculating? Are you feeling anything?" Violet asked, surprised he hadn't yet released, despite her persistent efforts. Most young men couldn’t withstand such stimulation without finishing almost immediately.
"My lower abdomen feels warm, and my penis is throbbing like I need to pee. Are you done, Violet? It’s uncomfortable holding back," Kevin said, pretending to be in discomfort while inwardly laughing. He was certain Violet was just using this as an excuse to pleasure him.
"I suppose there's nothing wrong," Violet finally said, reluctantly releasing his throbbing member. She looked at the still erect penis with longing. "Just don’t masturbate too often. If you feel anything unusual, come to me. I’ll give you a proper check-up."
"Got it, Violet," Kevin replied, pulling up his pants. He noticed her flushed face, heaving chest, and the unsteady movement of her legs, realizing her arousal. Though tempted, he remembered his cousin waiting and decided against further temptation, bidding her goodbye before leaving the courtyard.
Once Kevin was gone, Violet fell back onto the sofa, feeling the dampness in her panties. Her fingers ventured beneath her shorts, stirring her wetness as she closed her eyes, imagining Kevin's thick, rigid member thrusting inside her, whispering, "Kevin, oh, harder... it feels so good… come to me."
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