What started as a simple grocery delivery at some lady’s house ended with me locked inside one of her bedrooms! I don’t remember how but I think she came up from behind and injected me with something.
I’m still a bit dizzy but I’m finally able to think clearly.
“How’s my grocery boy?” An old lady entered. She wore typical grandma clothes… So soft-spoken also.
I was not having this, at all! “You crazy bitch, let me go!” I found the more moved toward her, the more resistance I felt. She held her hand up at me and I stopped dead in my tracks, frozen.
All she did was wear a smirk as she sat on the edge of the bed and opened up a black case containing a candle and various nature-looking items. I asked her to explain what she was doing but she only smiled more.
“Take your clothes off, all of them.” Her words pierced my conscious mind and I could only comply.
Having my very average dick on display for some old lady to see was not enjoyable, not to mention I still had no idea of her intentions, nor could I move.
She began to chant while she lit candles… I felt a chill down my spine and a tingling form in my crotch. I saw many new hairs begin to erupt around my existing bush. “What are you doing?”
“Didn’t anyone ever teach you patience?” I was speechless.
“What I’m doing is giving you a little more motivation.”
I had no clue what to say or think. My balls were moving around and my dick was getting hard almost spontaneously. She kept chanting and chanting… until eventually she stopped after a heavy breath…
“Don’t you ever find yourself horny? A dick as big as yours…” Her words had me looking downward to an expanding boner. I could only look back up, speechless.
“A big dick like that always gets hard for the girls. Am I right?”
What was this crazy lady saying? I am in complete control over my dick, and no thoughts about girls, boobs, or pussy will change that… but wow I am horny… why does she have to mention all this stuff… now it’s making me hard.
“I bet you have trouble fitting into that designer underwear…”
“And goodness a guy like you should really start trimming down there…”
The ants that felt like they were crawling in my crotch became insanely annoying.
“…But I can see why you let it grow out, you love showing it off.”
I couldn’t think… this lady was messing with my mind! “Let– me- GO!”
“You’re such a big, hung white boy… always thinking with that dick of yours.”
I could feel pressure building… I’m not gunna cum… but…
“Hmm, always cumming enormous loads, all the time, I’m sure…”
The moment she said it I couldn’t help but bust my load all over the clean wood floor in front of me. It just felt so good to bust… so good…
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