Chapter 1465
At six in the morning, Audrey was awakened by the alarm clock and found Kevin had somehow sneaked into her bed, holding her waist from behind, his hand habitually reaching into her pajama top to grasp one of her breasts.
Kevin just couldn't change his lecherous ways. Audrey shook her head helplessly, patted his hand, and said, "Kevin, didn't I tell you to sleep in the guest room? Why are you here again?"
Kevin, already awake, replied with a grin, "I’m not used to sleeping alone. It's more comfortable holding you." As he spoke, his hand squeezed her firm, full breast.
"Am I your pillow now? Go on, go read first." Audrey lightly patted his arm, sat up, and grabbed her phone from the bedside table. There were two unread messages from Alissa.
[Did you and Kevin have sex?]
[Why aren't you replying? Too busy to talk to me? Well, have fun, but don’t stay up too late.]
Audrey couldn't help but laugh and cry simultaneously. This Alissa, after satisfying her own desires, still worried about whether Audrey had an affair. If she had known, she would have had sex with Kevin last night just to avoid being wrongly accused.
Seeing Kevin still clinging to her, with his hard cock rubbing against her thigh, Audrey scolded with a smile, "What are you doing? It's early in the morning, and you're not behaving. I'm warning you, there's no time for fooling around."
"I'm not going in, just rubbing outside, is that okay?" Kevin pressed his glans against Audrey's vagina through his underwear, pulled down the strap of her nightgown, exposing her full breasts, and started sucking on her rosy nipples. Soon, the nipples were hard and erect, with saliva all over the areola. He looked up and said with a grin, "Audrey, how about using your breasts to help me masturbate?"
Audrey rolled her eyes at him and kicked him off her, then got up to change clothes. As a homeroom teacher, she had to get to school early, and time was tighter than ever.
By the time Kevin was ready to settle down with his book, Audrey had already tidied up and was ready to leave. She reminded Kevin to have breakfast at a nearby diner and then hurried out.
Kevin took his book to the yard and began to read. After a few minutes, there was a knock at the door. He opened it and saw Violet, the wife of their neighbor Christopher. Smiling, he asked, "Hey, Violet, what brings you here?"
"There was a wind last night, and my clothes got blown into your yard." Violet looked around. "Where's Audrey?"
"Oh, she had to get to school early." Kevin glanced up at the tree and spotted a black object. He fetched a ladder, leaned it against the tree, climbed up, and retrieved the item—a pair of black lace thong panties with a butterfly-shaped cutout in the front, right at the mons pubis.
Kevin couldn't help but visualize Violet wearing the thong, with the cutout exposing her juicy parts, causing his cock to harden.
"Kevin, what are you doing? Hurry up and give me my clothes." Violet's voice brought Kevin back, and he climbed down the ladder.
As he descended, he noticed Violet was wearing a red thermal top, showing off her cleavage. His penis became even more pronounced.
"Ah!" Violet, now face-level with Kevin's crotch, let out a small scream and instinctively stepped back, only to twist her ankle on a stone.
Kevin quickly climbed down and supported Violet by the waist, asking, "Violet, are you okay?"
"My foot feels numb. I can't walk." Violet was frustrated, thinking if she hadn't been startled by Kevin's penis, she wouldn't have twisted her ankle.
Kevin had no choice but to help Violet into the living room, letting her sit on the couch. He fetched an ice pack from the fridge, wrapped it in a towel, and applied it to her ankle. Violet wasn't wearing socks, just slippers, and her feet were just the right size—well-proportioned, plump but not thick, very enticing.
Seeing Kevin staring at her feet, Violet felt a strange sensation and wiggled her toes, saying, "Kevin, do you think my feet are pretty?"
Caught off guard, Kevin quickly looked away. "Uh, what did you say, Violet?"
"Come on, Kevin. If you want to look, just look." Violet teased, stretching her uninjured foot toward him. "Do you want to touch it?"
Her feet were indeed beautiful—smooth ankles, elegant toes, and delicate pinkish skin. Kevin felt his blood boiling, swallowing hard. He wondered if Christopher had ever played with Violet like this.
"Maybe I shouldn't." Kevin hesitated, thinking about the consequences. If Violet told Audrey, he'd be in a world of trouble.
"Don't worry, I won't tell Audrey." Violet had initially been joking, but Kevin's hesitation intrigued her. She playfully rubbed her toes against his face. "Smell it. Does it smell good?"
Kevin felt his desire surge and, without much thought, grabbed Violet's small foot and started caressing it. The touch was smooth and cool—truly a pair of exquisite feet. Only Evelyn's could compare.
"How does it feel? Oh, it tickles." Violet's foot tingled under Kevin's touch, her thighs trembling. So distinct was the outline of her labia beneath her thermal pants, making Kevin's penis even more pronounced.
Watching Violet laugh, her breasts shaking, Kevin's desire burned, his cock swelling. He impulsively opened his mouth and began sucking on her delicate toes.
"Kevin, why are you licking my foot? Oh, stop!" Violet was startled and quickly pulled her foot back, her face flushing. She hadn't expected Kevin to be bold enough to lick her foot.
"Sorry, Violet, your foot is just too beautiful. I couldn't help myself. Please, don't tell Audrey. She'd kill me." Kevin stood up, blushing, stammering his apology, but his penis was still evident, making him look somewhat comical.
"Alright, come sit next to me, don't be so nervous." Violet's initial anger softened upon seeing Kevin's expression. After all, she had started the teasing. If Audrey found out, Violet might be blamed for seducing Kevin.
Kevin sat down next to Violet, head down, feeling scared and cursing himself for provoking her. If Christopher found out, it would be real trouble.
"Tell me, why did you lick my foot just now?" Violet asked, a teasing smile on her face. "What were you thinking? Don't be shy—I won't laugh at you."
"Violet, promise you won't laugh at me."
"I promise. Go ahead."
"I just thought your foot smelled nice. I wanted to smell it and kiss it, but I got carried away. I really didn't mean to." Kevin's acting was top-notch, his eyes turning red, looking like a misguided good boy, appealing to Violet's protective instincts.
"Alright, alright, don't be afraid. I said I wouldn't tell anyone." Sure enough, Violet’s maternal instinct kicked in. She hugged Kevin, patting his head to comfort him. "At your age, it's normal to be curious about a woman's body. Don't blame yourself too much. It's partly my fault for joking with you."
Kevin's head rested on Violet's soft breast, inhaling her intoxicating scent, making his cock even harder. Instinctively, he rubbed his cheek against her full bosom, much like he did when snuggling with Audrey on the couch. If Violet were wearing a skirt, his hand would probably be slipping up her thigh by now.
"Mm!" Violet felt Kevin nuzzling into her chest like a puppy, causing her nipples to harden. A warm sensation flowed from her breast to her lower abdomen, making her mons pubis tingle. She couldn't help but moan, trying to suppress the strange pleasure. "Alright, Kevin, my foot feels better now. I should go. Don't you need to go to school?"
Kevin finally sat up, but his penis was still prominent. He quickly covered it with his hand. Violet glanced at it and chuckled, "No need to cover it. It's not like I haven't seen it before. By the way, have you been urinating normally lately? Any discomfort?"
"It's fine, but sometimes it hurts a bit when I pee." Kevin thought briefly before asking, "Violet, is that a problem?"
"Hard to say, it might be prostatitis." Violet frowned. "Take off your pants, and I'll check."
Kevin felt a bit embarrassed. Violet smiled and pulled down his pants, examining his erect penis, playing with the glans, and squeezing his testicles. She pressed below the testicles and asked, "Does this hurt?"
"Mm, it tickles a bit." Kevin felt his lower abdomen swell as Violet's small hand touched his cock. When she pressed below his testicles, the sensation was incredibly good, making his cock stand even higher. He quickly said, "Violet, stop, I need to pee."
"Are you really clueless or just pretending?" Violet looked up at Kevin with a half-smile. "Don't tell me you've never masturbated. Look at the color of your glans, you've been jerking off a lot, haven't you?"
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