Lola - chapter one

Other clips showed similar scenes, in different places in the house: standing in the kitchen, on the bathroom floor, on her bed, on the sofa again… she had cum everywhere! No wonder it smelled like my underwear!

I closed the laptop and walked around the house in pure frustration. Confused. There were no stains on the couch, but when I smelled close to the place I now knew she had sprayed, the smell was still there. The kitchen floor seemed freshly scrubbed.

The whole thing was absurd. I didn't know what I was going to do, and that was tough. I knew the only way to bring this hardon down was with a good jerkoff so I took the laptop into my bedroom. I watched her video clips again and again. They were no more than four or five minutes each and after only a few minutes she ejaculated. Jeez what she sprayed, I was almost jealous, I remembered that she had run her bedspread in the washing machine and now I understood why. In that movie, she was lying on her bed jerking off with a dildo in her ass, and when she came, she pointed the cock to the side and squirted all over the bed. Another film had a more acrobatic theme - she was lying on the floor with her back against the edge of the bed and her big cock right above her face. She probably needed a shower after that shoot - cum all over her face and in her hair. My own spray was also impressive when I finally came.

For a while I was completely gone, lying dozing when I heard her come home. Her voice from the living room. A woman's voice
"Hello? Johan? Are you at home?"
"Yeah… I'm just not feeling well."
"Oh…"
"I'll stay in the room tonight if that's okay."

I really didn't know how to handle the situation. Just telling her straight up that I'd seen her videos and that I wasn't prejudiced against trans people didn't seem within the realm of what I could handle, but somehow she needed to know that I didn't appreciate her messing up the house. Did she perhaps already know that I had seen the videos? After all, I had brought the laptop into my bedroom, and she didn't ask for it.