Omegle Expectations [ORIGINAL; Age Difference Exhibitionism/Voyeurism]

[GEMINIGUY]

Omegle Expectations
by GEMINIGUY (08/2023)
Email: iamgeminiguy at yahoo dot com

[ORIGINAL; Age Difference
Exhibitionism/Voyeurism Masturbation Cumshot
Surprise Fetish M/F
Titfuck Anal Sex/1st]

Disclaimer: THIS IS A WORK OF FICTION, LOOSELY BASED ON A REAL PERSON AND A REAL SOCIAL MEDIA SITE. ALL CHARACTERS ARE OVER 18 YEARS OF AGE.

[Author's Note: This is all about the illusion of things. Don't take anything at face value. Nothing or no one are what they seem. Take everything you are about to read with a grain of salt ~ G]

For me this story starts in the late Summer of 2010, when I was thirty years old, though in reality it goes back even further than that.
I didn't have it easy going up. I was raised by my father. Not that he was much of a parent. He worked a lot, so I did have a roof over my head, food to eat and clothes in my back. When he wasn't working mostly he blamed me for everything that was wrong in his life and everything that had gone wrong before I was even born.
I was an unhappy child, I had low self-esteem, I didn't have any friends. I knew nothing about my mother or my grandparents. I was pretty much alone in the world.
I was somewhat happy in school. I was naturally bright and did well with my schoolwork without trying. I was always a High Honors Student [not that it meant anything to my father; nothing I did ever pleased him].
But I was a loner and small for my age. My size only made my low self-esteem worse. Not that any one teased me about it. To the rest of my classmates I didn't exist at all.

[GEMINIGUY]

I told you I was a bright kid. I knew things at twelve most twelves year olds didn't. Like about masturbation. I also knew [or at least believed] that I'd never meet a girl interested in me, so my only option was to masturbate. So I did. A lot.
Just before I started High School I had a "growth spurt". I still wasn't all that tall, but turns out I was good at running. Really. One of the coaches did too, and talked me into joining the Track team. I mean, why not?
Not that anything changed. No one noticed anyone on the Track team. We were athletes, but if you didn't play baseball, basketball, football or hockey it didn't mean shit. But I didn't care. It was something I was good at, and it kept me away from home [and my father] more.
It ended up getting me interested College. That and my 4.0 Grade average. I was able to get a duel Scholarship that would cover the four years completely, as long as my Grades stayed up in College of course.
As luck would have it - and I'd always considered it bad - my "graduation present" from my father was to kick me out. I found all my things on the front lawn when I got home. Of course I was wrong about having bad luck. Just mixed blessings I guess.
My Guidance Counselor had taken an interest in my future, knew all about my home life and had been keeping an eye on me. She took me in and helped me get into the College she felt suited me. Turns out with my Grades and Track abilities, the College wanted me to attend even more.

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I didn't want to be a burden to my Guidance Counselor and her family [even though they insisted I wasn't], so I got a job working nights and weekends and moved out into my own place. It wasn't much but it was decent, and my landlord gave me a deal because I was a student.
You'd think it would be tough attendance College under my circumstances. Actually it wasn't. I thrived, maintaining my Grade Point Average and becoming a top Track runner. I enjoyed my job too as a cashier at a supermarket [with an unexpected "promotion" six months later to Front End Manager].
All-in-all, it was good for my low self-esteem. Things didn't change overnight. I still didn't have friends, girls still weren't interested in me, at school at least, and of course in was masturbating more than ever! But at work ironically I was "popular", though not what you'd called popular by High School and College "standards" really.
My co-workers liked me, a "motley crew" of "freaks" like me of varying ages. Our customers liked me. Especially the older woman who were unhappily married. I can't explain it, but I found myself flirting with them, and they were enjoying the attention. It made my masturbatory fantasies even hotter.
I still had a long way to go though. It was easy to flirt with mature, married women; not so much girls my own age. Not that I was all that worried. It'd been that way for so long I'd accepted things for what they were. Things were going well enough for me, why tempt fate, I was content with how things were.

[GEMINIGUY]

I graduated College at the top of my class. Not that it meant much. It turned out there weren't any opportunities for someone in my field of study [not to mention much need for Track stars].
Not that I cared. I felt good about myself for having done it. I liked my job and planned on staying with it. After graduation, I was moved to days. Still part time, but a lot more money and double time on Sundays.
I moved into a better apartment. Started buying stuff for myself [though not with credit]. I bought stuff gradually. Got a television, subscribed to a cable service. Eventually bought a small stereo system and started to build up a CD collection. Movies and music became hobbies of mine. But of course masturbation was still my biggest "hobby", I developed a "taste' for celebrities: actresses, female singers and some female athletes.
I still liked older women, but over time I found I liked younger women as well. Teenage girls in fact. I knew it was wrong, but like the older women it wasn't like anything was going to happen anyhow. They were just fantasies . . . Right?
I already told you I wasn't a that tall of a guy. What I forgot to mention I was always kind of a "baby-faced" kid too, another reason girls weren't interested in me. All through High School I pretty much looked like I was like a preeteen. College wasn't much better either, I eventually started to look like a young teen.
As I progressed through twenties I remained teen-looking. Not that it ever really bothered. But it started to give me ideas. Ideas maybe I shouldn't have had. But I wasn't really going to do anything anyhow, right?

[GEMINIGUY]

Up until two years ago I only had a landline phone. I hadn't felt indeed a cell phone. But I had a lot to learn still. What finally swayed me was this thing called the internet. I was hearing it had so much to offer me. Not that I had a full understanding then of all the internet had for me.
I occasional bought porn magazines, mostly ones that featured celebrity nudes. I was addicted. Many of my favorite celebrity fantasies were teens of course. But once I bought my first cell phone and had my eyes opened to virtual realities, I stopped buying any of that. I found I could get all of that on the internet, and even more. A lot more.
I may have been a bright guy before, but I got quite an education once I began "web-surfing". I learned about so many things. Including something called Social Media. As I continued to explore, I found I was so much interested in the standard Social Media outlets, like MySpace and FaceBook. I was reading stories about other Social Media, not to mention the darker side of such things. And I was liking what I was finding out . . .
The next thing I did was invest in a laptop computer, with a really good webcam. Then a took a big step - I joined Omegle.
I didn't feel understand Omegle completely, but I loved the things I'd been reading about it. I was having ideas that I knew I shouldn't have, but couldn't help having. The longer you're a horny virgin the harder it is to not cross over to the "dark side" . . .
Taking advantage of my youthful looks, I planned on creating a fake persona, pretending to be a teenager so I could interact to teenage girls.

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Of course the whole lame-brained idea was easier thought about than done. Sure, I was a walking hard on, but I was also still a shy, inexperienced virgin. I knew what I'd like to have happen, I had my fantasies, but I was nervous as Hell about acting on anything.
My deepest desire was to webcam with some hot, teenage girl, to have her watch me masturbate and hopefully have her masturbate to me, and hopefully record any action for future use. And as far as that went, I had nothing to be ashamed of at my end. All those years of masturbation had given me a very large cock. I'd have no problem exposing myself that way. Though showing my face while masturbating, the idea had me feeling somewhat leery.
That was my desire, and I'd thought about it a lot, planned it out a lot, but in many ways I just wasn't ready for it. So at first I settled for texting some random teen girls at first. It was more anonymous and I was more at ease that way.

[GEMINIGUY]

Maybe not that anonymous. After all, I had Posted a photo, though I'd photoshopped it some [changed my hair color/hair style, eye color, stuff like that, not to mention I didn't use my real name], and I'd Posted some of my interests.
It worked out very well initially. I didn't have to look for teenage girls. They approached me. I found it easy to chat with them, partly because I was being something be else. Mostly we'd talk about things we liked, none were nosy and asking about anything I'd rather not mention, and some of them were flirty, especially the younger teens. I avoided any group chats, kept in one-on-one.
That's the way it was for a long time, I found I couldn't get the nerve to invite any of them to webcam. I'd gone through all that trouble, and I couldn't even take things past that first phase!
Still, it was better than nothing. I was having a good time, and those girls were too, they enjoyed my company. It was good for my self-esteem. I just wished I could take the next step, like I'd always fantasized about, and still did.
That went on for two years. Then one day I was contacted by a girl named Marie Teefey. No age, no photos, just her interests, though the first thing she'd Posted under interests "Am a Mexican girl". Honestly I liked the sound of that. The teen girls White like me are great, but I got excited to talk to a Mexican girl. It's hard to explain why, but it just was. Honestly, it excited me to chat with all of those girls, but I found the prospect of chatting with Marie even more exciting.

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Marie was super friendly, very excitable and at times very flirty. As time passed and she got more comfortable chatting with me [she told me that herself], and she admitted she'd never dated anyone, was very shy and normally didn't talk to boys at all. But there was something about my Profile that drew her to me, and once we started chatting she was glad she listened to her intuition.
None of the other girls had ever said anything like that to me. It made me feel really good, and added even more to the excitement and arousal of chatting with her. I guess you could say I was smitten with her. An old-fashioned term, but it felt like the right one.
I was brimming with emotions, but I found it hard to admit them to Marie. There were so many things I guess I should have done then, I didn't of course, but fortunately she did it herself.
It was Marie who suggested webcamming. Again, none of the other girls had ever brought it up [maybe they were too shy about it and we're waiting for me to bring the subject up, fat chance at that!].
I was speechless, not to mention even more emotional and hard as a rock. But I didn't want to blow my chance, so I typed back we should do that. Of course I wasn't stupid. I knew it wasn't going to be what I'd always fantasized. Not at first at least. Plus I wasn't sure if I was ready for that yet.
I was in bed, but fortunately I was dressed. Tank top and board shorts. I didn't think Marie would have appreciated it if I'd been naked [and the loose-fitting shorts hid my huge erection].

[GEMINIGUY]

But it turned out none of that mattered at all. We activated our webcams [and I'm so glad I had also activated the recording feature!], waited for them to connect, and . . .
And everything else was immediately forgotten.
Sitting on her own bed [I guessed it was hers], wearing a body-hugging, white sleeveless top and a denim skirt, legs curled under her [of course I noticed all that after ], was Selena Gomez!!!
Yes, actress/singer Selena Gomez who 5'5", 119lbs, 34B-24-34 and 18 years of age at the time, grinning like a fool, like she was happy to see me!
My jaw dropped. Selena laughed softly, and blushed a little. I quickly closed my mouth.
"Y - you're Selena Gomez!!!" I blurted out, cock throbbing.
She laughed again.
"Please don't tell anyone!" She begged, almost whispering. "I shouldn't be doing this, I never do this, but I got tired of being lonely, not having a boyfriend. The moment I your Profile I knew I just had to meet you like this!"
"Wow . . ." I found myself saying without thinking.
Selena laughed softly again.
I could relate to her wanting to keep her secret, since we both had our own secrets.
"No worries," I said. "I promise not to tell. After all, I have my own secrets. You probably noticed my eye color and my hair aren't the same as in my Profile photo," I admitted, though that's as for as my admission went.
"You're cute," Selena giggled, blushing darker. I like your hair better this way, and I just love those green eyes!"
"Thanks, Selena," I said sheepishly, feeling my face grow hot.

[GEMINIGUY]

Once we got past those initial preliminaries - a.k.a. "breaking the ice" - we found ourselves very relaxed with each other. It was like Selena was an ordinary girl, not a celebrity. Though ordinary isn't the right word. She was an extraordinary girl.
Over the course of our "online affair", Selena told me she'd chosen Marie Teefey because Marie was her middle name [turned out that was really public knowledge but if I'd seen it I was too busy perving on Selena's measurements to have noticed . . .], and Teefey, ". . . That's someone else's name." I was satisfied with that and never thought to look into it, in fact it was soon forgotten.
Selena was more flirty webcamming. I also noticed she tended to go braless often, her dark areolae also often showing through her thin undershirts. Not to mention her nipples often "suspiciously" got hard. I'd at times get some panty shots upskirt and up the leg of her shorts if they were too loose-fitting. It was very hard [no pun intended] not to jerk off or simply touch my hard cock in front of Selena [but of course I recorded our webcamming sessions and jerked off to them later . . .].
Selena, on the other hand, she was driving me even more crazy, "touching herself". She'd touch the back of her neck a lot, run her hand down her arm it up her bare leg, getting close to her crotch. You have no idea how bad I wanted to touch her myself! My webcamming fantasies turned to Selena more and more . . .

[GEMINIGUY]

"I've been 'beating around the bush'," Selena said one day.
"Huh?"
"It's an expression," She clarified [though that I already knew]. "What I mean is, I've been putting off something . . ."
"Yeah?"
Selena nodded.
"I'm really very shy, but there are things as a girl I've thought about a lot, especially as I've gotten older, but especially since I found you. Does that make any sense?"
"Yeah, you're crystal clear to me. As a guy there are things I've thought about a lot, probably somewhat like what you think about, though I'm sure even more than you," I admitted.
"I'll bet," Selena laughed softly.
I felt my face grow hot.
"So, you were saying?" I prodded gently.
"Ummm, yeah . . . The thing is . . . I know you're underaged and all . . ." [Enjoying Selena's company so much, I forgot she believed I was younger than her.] "And I shouldn't be thinking like this, or acting on my thoughts . . . What I mean is asking you this . . ."
"What?" I asked non-chalantly, partly because I had no idea where all of this was heading.
"Can I see your cock???" Selena blurted out, immediately turning red. "I mean, penis!"
I felt my face grow hotter, but I also found myself pleasantly pleased. I mean, Selena Gomez desired to see my cock. What male fan of hers wouldn't love to know that?
"No need to be embarrassed. I know you're just curious, Marie Teefey," I winked.
"I've just . . . never seen one for real," Selena replied. "Only on the internet and stuff . . ."
"I'll show you," I said.
Selena's face lit up.
"You will?!?" She said excitedly, barely containing herself.
I nodded.

[GEMINIGUY]

I felt confident for the first time in my life. I wanted to give her the whole show. Off came my tank top first. Selena was ogling my muscular, hairy chest and abs [she'd already been admiring my muscular arms she had admitted to it].
Then I got up on my knees, untied my board shorts and lowered them. Selena seeing my large, erect cock obscenely tenting my briefs was unavoidable. Her eyes widened and she gasped.
Sitting back down, I pushed off my shorts, tossing them aside. Lifting my butt, I tugged down my briefs, but teased Selena a little longer by raising my legs so she couldn't see my cock right away. After I tossed aside my briefs I lowered my legs for her.
"MARY, MOTHER OF GOD!!!" She gasped loudly, crossing herself then clutching her cross. "I had no idea you'd be that big!!!"
I chuckled. I might have masturbated for her then, but suddenly being naked had me feeling too shy to do it. Quite possibly I might have if Selena'd gotten naked too. But she didn't offer and I couldn't bring myself to make that request.
Selena just started at my cock for a long time, biting her lower lip sexily. Her nipples were super engorged, and seemed to be throbbing but it might have been my imagination. I was surprised I didn't lose my erection, part of me was feeling self-conscious because of the long, silent staring episode. Another part of me was extremely pleased though. You don't know how many times as a teenage boy I'd wished a girl - any girl - would have looked at me with half of Selena's intensity.

[GEMINIGUY]

Selena must have eventually realized how long she had been staring.
"Oh," She blushed. "Sorry about that. That was so unlike me. I just . . . couldn't help myself."
I smiled, very pleased again.
"I admit it embarrassed me too. But at the same time I liked it. Believe it or not, you're the first girl to see it," I told Selena.
"Really???" She asked wide-eyed.
"Yeah," I smiled. "I'm glad you were the first . . ."
"Thanks," She smiled back brightly.
Once she had seen me naked, I started webcamming with Selena naked every time. She'd stare a lot, try to talk about stuff. It got easier after a while. Until one day she came right out and said
"I still can't believe I've been staring at an underaged boy's penis!"
"Sometimes I can't believe Selena Gomez is staring at it and wants to stare at it," I grinned.
"Oh, I do!" Selena blurted out, blushing as soon as she realized she had done it.
"I'm glad."
"Really???"
I nodded.
"Then do you think you might want to . . . do something else?" She asked. "For me, I mean," She laughed softly, blushing darker.
"Sure."
"Would you . . . touch it?" Selena practically whispered.
"You mean . . . masturbate?" I asked.
She nodded vigorously.
"All right," I said, wrapping my hand around my hard cock. "I've been kind of wanting to."
"You have?"
"Yeah. I had been hoping you would have asked sooner . . ."
Selena smiled brightly.
I began to slowly pump my cock up and down. Selena bit her lower lip again like that first time. It didn't take long for precum to start oozing out of the tip of my cock. I started to stroke it faster. Selena's mouth fell open. My eyes stayed on her mouth and hard-nippled tits.

[GEMINIGUY]

I knew this would be one of my quicker ones. I tried to hold back for a long as possible for Selena. I wanted to impress Selena I guessed. In case she had seen videos of guys jacking off and jizzing.
My cock was soon throbbing. Not long after I was jerking off like a mad, precum flying everywhere. I held off for as many minutes as I could. My cock started to swell up in my grasp. I grunted. Cum jetted from my cock, shooting high into the air in an arc. Selena cried out in surprise.
Of course I was far from done. Rope after rope blasted out of me, flying everywhere [but miraculously not on me]. "Oh, wow . . ." I heard Selena moan at one point. I spurt out fifteen or sixteen times before the flow petered out, my cock staying hard.
"That was . . . That was incredible!!!" Selena gushed with a goofy look on her face. "I hadn't expected all that!"
"I'm glad you liked it," I responded.
Our next session, Selena wasted no time begging me to do it again for her.
"I don't know . . ." I said teasingly.
Selena gave me a devilish smile.
"Do you need some . . . inspiration?" She asked.
Without waiting for a response, Selena got up on her knees and pushed down her shorts. Tossing them away, she pulled off her undershirt, revealing skimpy, black boyshort panties. That time she had on a bra. Turning around, Selena unhooked her bra, slipping it off. When she turned around she was handbra-ing her tits.
"Is that all I get?" I teased.
"That's all you get," She smiled mischievously.

[GEMINIGUY]

Her breasts looked bigger than their usual listed B-cups. Of course I knew why that was.
"I've always loved your body, Selena," I said as I began masturbating for her.
"Thanks!" She said, kneading her breasts.
"I love how your weight fluctuates," I added. "Sometimes you look like a slim, young teen. But other times your body gets curvy, your breasts, butt and thighs get a lot bigger . . ."
"Oh, yeah. What's your favorite?" Selena asked.
"Your breasts!" I caught myself blurting out, cock leaking precum.
Selena laughed.
"But no matter your body weight, you still have that more youthful-looking face, every time . . ."
"Awww, thanks!"
Of course with Selena half naked for me I didn't last as long. The whole episode was just too hot for me. But I came just as much as the previous time for Selena. Her eyes lit up as she eagerly watch rope after rope blast from my cock. I had been imaging cumming on her tits . . .

Fast forward two years to now for the rest of my story.
That wasn't the last time Selena and I webcammed together and I masturbated for her. She kept teasing me with her hot body, never showing any more than she had. Not that that was the extent of our webcamming. We talk about ourselves, share some of our hopes and dreams. I had felt like we were like a real couple.
But as that Boston song said ten years ago, "But nothing lasts forever."
One day Selena's Marie Teefey Omegle Profile disappeared. I kept looking for her on another account, but she never reappeared.

[GEMINIGUY]

I know our "relationship" had only virtual, but I was heartbroken. All kinds of thoughts raced through my head, thoughts I didn't want to believe, but after the way my life had progressed up until meeting Selena on Omegle, it wasn't hard not to believe.
After a while I'd stopped looking for Selena on Omegle. In fact I stopped going on Omegle at all. Why bother? It didn't matter anymore. Nothing else mattered.
I decided from then on it would just be my job and my music. That was all I felt I needed. I did love my job. I acted like everything was all right. For the most part it was. I kept being the guy I'd always been at work, and if I had to pretend sometimes, so what? But I found I often have to fake it, I found it easy to play the part of "Work Me" that I had played for so long.
I had never learned to drive. Never thought much of it. Depending on what time I got off of work I would either catch the city bus or I might luck out and get a ride home. Not that I was in any hurry to go home to an empty house really.
On this day I had gotten a ride home. I went inside, kicking off my black sneakers [part of the required work uniform, either black sneakers or shoes], taking off my skinny black tie and stripping off my white, short-sleeved dress shirt and black jeans [also all required]. I threw the shirt in the hamper and the jeans over the back of a kitchen chair.
That was when the doorbell rang. Me standing there in my briefs, I ran into my room to throw on a shirt and shorts to answer the door.

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Of course I wasn't expecting anyone, so I didn't rush. Could just be someone who was knocking on the wrong door.
It wasn't.
I opened the door and jaw dropped [sound familiar?]. Out of all the people that could have been standing there, this person I hadn't expected [though I'm sure you already guessed who it was].
"Selena?!?"
She smiled at me, looking pleased with herself.
"What are you doing here?!?" I asked. "How did you find me?!? Actually why did you want to find me???"
She laughed softly.
I'm Selena Gomez. That's how I found you," She grinned. "Why wouldn't I want to find you? I missed you."
Her faced suddenly grew very red.
"I missed our time together, our conversations. All the fun we had."
"I - uhhh... You want to come inside?" I asked.
Selena nodded as I stepped aside. She came in and I closed the door, locking it behind us.
"Selena, you disappeared from Omegle two years ago," I said once I got my thoughts straightened out. "I had thought -"
"I'm sorry about that," She said sheepishly, and I could tell she was sincere. "Someone hacked my Omegle account. I immediately had them close it down. I was in a bad place at the time. Someone was stalking me, literally, on the internet and by regular mail and email. I think he might have figured out Marie Teefey was actually me.
"I stayed off the internet for a long time, I closed my email account too and only got important messages through my agency. I was just starting a tour at the time, everything got so busy for me, and they eventually caught my stalker! I was relieved, they had all the proof that it was him. He was into a lot more, so when he was found guilty on all counts he got thirty years without possibility of parole.

[GEMINIGUY]

"I swear I never forgot you, I was just still afraid of the internet for a long, long time. I've thought about you a lot . . ."
"When you were masturbating," I said teasingly.
"Then too," Selena smiled sheepishly, blushing darker. "Okay, especially then!" She laughed.
I laughed back. It actually felt good, and I felt better than I had in a long time. Selena had that affect on people.
"So how did you find me?" I asked.
"Well, I'm not much of a detective and have no hacker skills whatsoever, and I found myself feeling silly hiring professionals to find you, I didn't want to have to explain why I was looking for you, especially since your underage . . ." Selena added sheepishly. "But I couldn't help myself! I needed to see you again! But for real.
Not too long ago I got up the nerve to open another anonymous Omegle account. You were still there. I messaged you, but you didn't reply."
It was my turn to feel embarrassed.
"I waited for a long time, then just left Omegle. I never went back."
"I don't blame you. You had no way of knowing why I left," Selena explained. "Anyhow, I looked more carefully at your Profile, and that's when I found out how long you had been gone. But I also found your phone number."
"My phone number?" I asked, trying to sound non-chalant.
Selena nodded.
"Again, I didn't want to involve anyone, so I ended up finding out about an app that for a fee, tells you all about the person associated with a certain phone number."
I didn't like the sound of that . . .
"At first I was disappointed. Landline numbers it could give you a name/address/city/state for. But not cell phones."
I was relieved.

[GEMINIGUY]

"But for another fee, the app could use GPS to lead you to the exact location of the person."
Uhhh-ohhh...
"City and state was easy. I flew right out here on my private jet. Then I rented a car and tracked you to your job. I saw you inside. You have no idea how excited I was. But feeling like a spy by then, I decided to wait for you to get out of work and follow you. I saw you get a ride from your co-worker, and was pleased he took you right home. And here I am!"
"Here you are!" I replied, again relieved [and though not paranoid, I was glad I got all of my mail at a Post Office Box and I pay my bills online].
Selena laughed sheepishly, but looked pleased with herself.
"You went through a lot of trouble to find me," I said.
Of course we both know that wasn't true, with all of her money, resources, connections, etc. But I had to saw it anyhow.
"It was nothing," Selena responded, blushing and smiling. "I just wanted to see you again, I had to see you, even though you're underaged . . ."
It turned me on a lot that Selena really thought I was underage [the whole experience didn't seem real, didn't seem believable], and it turned me on more that she was clearly aroused by me "even though I was jailbait [I mean, stuff like this most happen once every thousand years, if that!].
"I can't believe you're really here . . ." I said somewhat nervously.
"Me too," Selena said. "At first I didn't think I'd actually be able to find you again . . . I feel like such a pervert!" She blurted out. "But I can't help myself . . ."
"I don't think you're a pervert, Selena," I said.
"You would if you knew the things I've been thinking," She spoke before I could think of anything else to say.

[GEMINIGUY]

I laughed nervously.
It was Fall, it'd been very cool lately. Selena wore a long, almost shapeless coat. And it was much warmer inside, especially since I'd set the heat to turn on a half hour before I got home.
"You must be hot in that coat," I said, glad to have something to say. "Do you want to take it off?"
"I do," Selena replied, with a mysterious smile and look in her eye.
She opened the coat slowly, then slowly spread it open.
My eyes widened.
"You like?" She asked, a tinge of mischief in her voice.
Let me start from the bottom. She wore calve-high black boots, suitable to go with her coat. She wore green tights, showing off her coltish legs. And a loose, yellow blouse completed the ensemble.
Looking at Selena, she looked a lot younger than twenty, her slim face looking young and innocent. But tenting her yellow top were a massive pair of breasts!
[Author's Note: Just for visual reference ~ G]
She laughed softly.
"Well?" Selena asked, more mischievously.
"Yes, I like, I like a lot!" I admitted.
Selena laughed, taking off her coat.
"I remembered what you said about my body, loving my 'fluctuations'," She reminded me. "I figured, why can't I be slim, and have really big boobs?"
"Why not?" I grinned nervously, my cock extremely hard and aching.
Selena noticed.
"I can see how much you love my new breasts," She smiled devilishly.
At the same time, she handed me her coat. As I took it, Selena grabbed my cock. A shudder ran up and down my body.
"I can't believe I'm found this . . ." Selena said almost under her breath. "I never do anything like this . . . I don't think I could do this if it were anyone else. I'm not going to get you in trouble, am I?"