Ok game time. It was time for me face the music (literally and figuratively), raging hard on and all. I took one last glance in a mirror. Good lord. Y...u could clearly see the massive bulge of my cock Aunt April gave me. If it got any worse I was confident the head of my dick would poke out the bottom of the bathing suit, ruining the evening and probably making little sheltered Nicole cry. I tried all my usually bag of tricks to slow it down with holding my breath for long periods, thinking of. ..or rather I was squeezing her plumpy, milky, shaved thighs. My cock was so hard that I was feeling so uncomfortable to hold it within. I got an idea.I carefully guided her leg towards my pant & made her feet rest on my cock. I think she felt my hard on & immediately she jumped up saying that she is ok now, thanked me & sent me back to study. I was so angry by what she did. I went back & the only thing I had in mind was to jerk off. An idea struck me. I crept into her wardrobe & sneaked out a. I'm still always hoping to meet other like-minded perverts for all kinds of fun.I think I'll include some of this little intro at the beginning of each of my stories just for some quick context . . . hope that's ok.Please feel free to let me know what you think and contact me if any of my stories turn you on.I grew up in central Ontario, Canada. I was, like most boys, super horny as a teenager and did the usual things boys do: sneaking my older brothers porn magazines and the odd video (VHS!). It had a slit up to the top of her thighs. Most noticeable was the plunging neckline, showing her stunning gigantic cleavage.She wore high heels and every time she took a step her tits jiggled and wobbled in her dress. She obviously wasn’t wearing a bra; I honestly didn’t know how she was staying inside that dress.She gave me a big beautiful smile; she had a lovely smile and gorgeous bright white teeth. I began to get up to greet her, but the manager motioned with her hand for me to stay.