Show-and-Tell - Part 4

Having satisfied her womanly needs with Judy, Jane throws on her housecoat and rides the moving floor down the hallway to Elroy’s room. Gliding into the boy’s room, she finds Elroy sitting on edge of his bed, naked, swinging his legs back and forth in impatient anticipation. Unbeknownst to Judy, Elroy and Jane have already worked out a deal of their own.

Looking over her shoulder and listening to see if anyone else is in the house, Jane unties the belt of her housecoat and opens it a bit, giving a little sneak peak of things to come. Elroy grins, his member already growing rock hard at the mere sight of her unshaven nether regions before she hides them once again.

Jane: Alright, just this once. No levitating video recording devices...

Jane points at the opposite side of the bed behind Elroy.

Jane:…and no hidden cameras.

Astro stands up from behind the bed, fumbling to unbuckle his collar (which contains a tiny pinhole camera), and hands it to Elroy. As he trots past Jane, Astro looks over his shoulder with a shrug.

Astro:Rorry, Relroy.

Jane: As I was saying… Just this once, but not until you give me every single recording, every memory device, and wipe all of your backup dohickeys. 

Elroy:Urgh. Fine.

Having given Jane and/or deleted his many, many blackmail recordings, Elroy climbs back onto the edge of his bed and resumes swinging his legs back and forth. With an upturned hand, Elroys gestures towards Jane's housecoat, smirking at her. Jane, satisfied that he's given her everything, steps towards the edge of the bed, untying the terrycloth belt as she goes.

Grinning in anticipation, Elroy watches as Jane shamelessly opens her robe, lets it slip off of her shoulders, and onto the floor. Without hesitation, Jane drops to her knees in front of him, wrapping one hands around his the base of his enormous shaft as she does so. Staring up at him, Jane leans forward and purses her lips, kissing the tip of his swollen head.

Jane wastes no time, her lips parting around his bulging head. Watching as the boy takes in a stuttering inhale, his entire body shivering every so briefly, Jane takes the entirety of his head into her mouth. At the same time she gingerly runs the backs of her finger nails under his sack, then cups his 'boys', kneading them ever so gently. Flicking her tongue against his frenulum, Jane smiles inwardly, watching Elroy's 'oh face' expression.

Jane: (thinking) This won't take long.

Sliding her lips further down his shaft, Jane begins to glide her mouth up and down his shaft, sucking his girthy rod with every withdrawal. All the while, she pumps his pole with one hand, her other hand continuing to fondle his peach fuzz covered family jewels. Elroy moans and contorts, fighting the urge to come so quickly.

Sensing the boy's premature release...and wanting to get this over with as quickly as possible...Jane pushes herself further down his shaft, fighting the urge to choke as Elroy's monstrous cylinder enters her throat. Unable to fight the urge any longer, he rasps the side of Jane's head with both hands, pulling her even further down his length.

Jane: (thinking) Here we go!

In mock protest, Jane groans and cries out something unintelligible, obviously muffled by the enormous unit inside her. As her lips reach the base of his shaft, Jane can feel him begin to tremble, tensing up more and more. Beating her hands against the top of his thighs, Elroy releases his grip on her head. Sucking his entire length one last time as she pulls away from him, Elroy can take it no longer.

Jane stares on in amazement, watching as the boy cries out in ecstasy, spasming again and again. In her mouth and down her chin. Across the bridge of her nose, gluing one eye shut. In her hair and on her cheek. Covering her breasts, dripping from one nipple and onto her thighs.

Utterly spent, Elroy flops backwards onto the bed, all but hyperventilating through a contented smile. Jane, having forgotten to grab her housecoat, stands up and smiles down at him.

A short while later, Jane rides the moving floor towards the bathroom for a much needed shower. Standing in the hallway, mop and bucket in hand, Rosey shakes her head in disapproval as a naked, squint-eyed Jane glides by.

Jane:Not one word, can opener.

Original Art by Alex Hiro

Colors and Edits by Phillipthe2