Chapter 239 Do You Like My Round Butt?
Kevin felt an intense thrill as he looked at Audrey, whose face was now covered in his semen. The most beautiful and sexy teacher at the school had just inadvertently been given a cum shot by him. He recalled watching Japanese adult films where the men would pull out just before ejaculating and shoot their load onto the actress's face and mouth. He used to find it puzzling—wasn't it more satisfying to finish inside?
He used to think those men were perverted, but now, seeing his own semen on Audrey's delicate, fair face, he realized that this kind of play indeed gave a man a strong sense of conquest and achievement. Only those men could come up with such a lewd idea.
However, despite the pleasure, Kevin was worried that Audrey might get angry with him. She wasn't like Vanessa, who was open to all sorts of kinks. But it wasn't his fault; if she hadn't blown that sudden breath, he could have lasted a few more minutes. Her unexpected move left him no time to control his ejaculation.
Audrey hadn't expected this outcome either. She had intended to tease Kevin a bit, but she didn't realize he was so sensitive. It was just a breath, after all. Feeling a bit annoyed, she saw Kevin standing there, dumbfounded, and scolded, "What are you standing there for? Hurry up and clean your mess off me."
Kevin snapped out of his daze, quickly grabbing some tissues to wipe the semen off her face and chest. However, the sticky substance was hard to clean completely, and it had a distinct smell. As he wiped her chest, he couldn't help but notice how her white breasts jiggled with his movements. He squeezed them a few times, marveling at how good they felt. If only he could grab her big breasts every night while sleeping, life would be perfect.
Audrey noticed Kevin taking advantage of the situation again and frowned, saying, "Forget it. You can't clean it properly anyway. I'll go wash up in the bathroom." With that, she got up and went to the bathroom. Fortunately, most of Kevin 's semen had landed on her face and breasts, with only a little on her nightgown, sparing her the trouble of changing again.
When Audrey returned to the bedroom, she had a towel in her hand, still steaming with heat. Seeing Kevin 's puzzled look, she smiled and said, "Come here, let me clean you up." She wrapped the warm towel around Kevin 's penis and started wiping it. The warmth of the towel, combined with her gentle grip, made it feel like he was thrusting into a tight, warm hole, which excited him again.
Audrey carefully wiped his scrotum, penis, and glans, saying gently, "After you finish, you must remember to clean your penis thoroughly. Otherwise, it can get infected over time. Make sure to clean the folds around the glans too, understand?"
"Yes, cousin, I understand." Kevin enjoyed her care, nodding as he spoke. Since his father had passed away early, his mother rarely talked to him about physiological hygiene. Most of his knowledge came from the internet. Usually, after masturbating, he would just wipe with tissues and be done with it, never cleaning as meticulously as Audrey was doing now.
His foreskin wasn't too long, so it was relatively easy to clean. Unlike some boys, whose glans were entirely covered by the foreskin when not erect, making it necessary to be very thorough during cleaning to prevent buildup of dirt and potential adhesion between the foreskin and glans.
Audrey suddenly looked at Kevin hesitantly and said, "Kevin , from now on, call me Ms. Johnson. It feels weird when you call me cousin."
Previously, Audrey had emphasized their cousin relationship in front of others to hide their true relationship. But when they were alone, Kevin calling her cousin always reminded her of their familial connection, making her feel uneasy, especially thinking about Bethany.
"Why? I think calling you cousin is nice. Calling you Mrs. Johnson feels too distant," Kevin protested. After all, many people at school could call her Mrs. Johnson, but only he could call her cousin. He didn't want to give up this privilege.
"Nice? It's not nice at all. From now on, don't call me that. If you do, I won't talk to you anymore," Audrey said with a stern face, turning away with the towel and leaving the bedroom.
Kevin felt a bit helpless but roughly understood her feelings. He thought for a moment and came up with an idea. When Audrey returned to the bedroom, he grinned and said, "Mrs. Johnson, how about I call you big sister then? Is that okay?"
"Big sister? That sounds terrible." Audrey immediately frowned. The term "big sister" felt like something out of a cheesy TV commercial. "If you dare call me that, I really won't talk to you. And you can forget about sleeping here tonight. Go sleep on the couch in the living room."
"Then I'll call you sister. I call Mrs. Garcia Sister Alissa when we're together," Kevin quickly suggested, not wanting to be kicked out.
Sister? That seemed acceptable. Audrey thought for a moment and reluctantly nodded. "That works, but only when we're alone. You can't call me that at school or in front of your mom, understood?"
"I got it, sis," Kevin answered with a grin. Suddenly feeling a bit tired, he had ejaculated twice in a row tonight. Even though he was usually full of energy, he was starting to feel a bit worn out. He yawned, tears welling up in his eyes.
Seeing this, Audrey let Kevin lie down and covered him with a blanket. She turned off the light and lay down herself. The bedroom fell into silence, broken only by the soft sound of their breathing.
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