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This story is intended for persons over 18.  Sexually explicit material.
Writer welcomes comments on House Guest series.




House Guest 4: Watching & Wishing
By Thomas Frottage


The rest of my weekend went by with no significant happenings.  I hung out with
Nikki and a few other friends on Saturday night, but nothing happened between
us.  She's been acting strange ever since that night at the club.  I wonder if
I'll ever understand women.  I didn't see Marissa or Brad very much either, so
I never pinned them down about what happened after they left the club.  I was
still curious why they both showed up, I figured the time would come when I
would be told the rules of their little game.  Until then I was satisfied
pulling it remembering Nikki's hot mouth around my cock.  I must've come four
or five times the next couple days just from that memory alone.

As the week progressed I returned to my normal two-a-day jerk sessions and
reverted back to fantasies about Marissa and my good old Playboy magazines. 
Nikki and I talked at school, but she seemed different in a way, I don't know -
distant I guess.  I figured I give her some space and asked her what was wrong
later.  I hoped she wasn't upset about going down on me.  I swore she enjoyed
herself that night.

I moved more of my stuff into the apartment and continued setting up the
bedroom the way I liked it.  I got my computer set up finally and decided to
log on the Internet and do some surfing.  I had not been keeping up with my
E-mail and was sure there'd be a few dozen unopened messages waiting for me.  I
also wanted to spend some time looking at my favorite sex newsgroups and
download some material I could use to get off with in a pinch.  Then there was
that little government assignment I was supposed to complete that required some
Internet research.  I figured I kill all my birds with one stone.  I was logged
on for only a few minutes when I got a fatal error message and my system shut
itself completely down.  After numerous unsuccessful attempts to re-boot my
machine I gave up in haste and decided to actually do my written homework.  I
knew Brad or Marissa would be home soon and they had a computer I could
probably use to read my mail and do my research.

An hour or so passed before Brad came home.  He said he didn't see a problem
with me using the computer a little later.  He said he had some stuff to do
first and was sure Marissa would want to check her mail when she got home.  I
told him some time later would be fine and went back to my math work.  I talked
on the phone to C.J. who was a wiz at this stuff.  We flirted a little, but I
actually got the work finished.  She asked me if I wanted to come over for
dinner.  I figured I would leave the house for a little while, let Bad and
Marissa have some alone time and then come back and do my work on their
computer.  I told C.J. I'd be over in twenty minutes.

Marissa had come home and was reading some mail in the living room when I told
her and Brad about my plan.  Both agreed that it sound good and told me they'd
see me when I got home.  I left a few minutes later.

The evening with C.J. was relaxing and fun.  I talked to her about Nikki acting
so weird lately and she said it was probably a boy problem.  Obviously Nikki
hadn't told her about what we did the other night.  C.J. and I made out for a
little bit in her bedroom before I told myself I had to leave.  I didn't want
two of my "girlfriends" acting weird on me at the same time.  I had to get my
other homework done anyway and I didn't want to keep Brad and Marissa up all
night while I did the work.

I arrived back at the apartment about 10:30 PM to find Marissa in the bedroom
alone watching TV.  

"It still alright if I use the computer?" I asked as I tentatively walked into
the room.

"Sure," she said looking over at me.  "Take as much time as you need."
I quickly went to my room, stripped down to my boxers, gathered the worksheet I
needed to complete and went back into Marissa's room. 

"Where's Brad?" I asked while waiting for the computer to connect to the
Internet.

"He's working a case tonight," Marissa replied, not looking over at me.

"Anything fun?"

"I don't know.  I think he said it was a divorce case."

"Cool.  Does he get to watch people fuck?"

Marissa smiled slightly.  "I think he does that every now and then."

"Maybe I should go with him sometime," I said and turned my attention to the
computer.

I read through my mail quickly and then started on my homework assignment. 
Marissa and I talked every so often about the television show she was watching,
some canned Sit-Com that reminded me of all the other comedies airing on the
networks.

"Can you turn out the big light?" Marissa asked about an hour into my work on
the computer.
	
"Sure," I said and turned the desk lamp on next to the computer.  I moved
across the room to switch off the standing lamp from the wall switch.  I
noticed that Marissa had removed her flimsy T-shirt and her naked shoulders
escaped from under the blue bed sheet she had wrapped herself in.  She was
adjusting her head on the pillow as I sat back down at the computer.
	
"I'm going to sleep.  Just turn the monitor off when you finish," Marissa told
me from her position facing away from me.
	
"Will do.  I shouldn't be too much longer.  Good night."
	
"Take your time; I can sleep through pretty much anything.  Good night."
	
I worked for about another hour, finishing up my homework about 12:30 AM.  I
listened to Marissa's deep breathing fill the room as I wrapped up my
assignment. 

I was still feeling horny from my petting session with C.J. and wanted to look
at my sex pictures newsgroups.  I was sure Marissa wouldn't mind, but I didn't
want to push my luck.  Fuck it, I decided and opened my favorite newsgroup. 
Downloading these pictures took longer than simply looking at them from a web
site, but these were usually better quality and sometimes much more hard core -
stuff that really got me hot.
	
The first three pictures were scans from a bad scanner and even worse looking
porn flick.  I didn't even bother to save them.  The next two were pretty good,
but they didn't show the chick's face.  Her body was simply outstanding, but I
needed to see a face to associate with the body.  I let the photos download
completely, but quickly took them off the hard drive when I finished looking at
them.  So far nothing to point my cock at.
	
The next ten or twelve subjects were called Annie and were consecutively
numbered.  I knew this usually meant that the photos were part of a series.  I
opened the first Annie and was not disappointed.  As the colorful image
downloaded, opening on the screen in front of me, I saw a young, blonde,
amateur-looking model, in a girl's bedroom setting, standing innocently next to
the bed.  She looked shyly at the camera with one finger poised next to her
full pouty lips.

When the picture had filled the entire screen I saw the young woman looking
back at me in a classic schoolgirl outfit complete with knee high white socks
and a plaid checkered skirt.  She didn't appear to have huge tits, she did
however, fill her white cotton blouse very nicely.  I felt the familiar twitch
in my groin as I looked at the picture for a few more seconds before minimizing
it and moving on to the next one.
	
I stole an over the shoulder glance at Marissa's beautiful still sleeping frame
before executing the download command for the next picture.  The picture
unfolded before me again, this time showing the young Annie opening her blouse
showing off her lacy white bra and pierced belly-button.  She had an unsure
look on her face as her big brown eyes looked into the camera, sending a wave
of lust through my hardening cock.  I reached down and touched myself.  I
wasn't completely hard yet, but I could feel myself getting there.
	
I opened three more pictures, each with Annie loosing more articles of clothing
until she was standing in front of her bed in only her white knee-highs, lacy
white panties and glossy leather, charcoal Mary Jane's.  Her left hand cupped
her left breast while her right hand rested across her flat stomach, her
fingers just brushing up against her pale skin.  Her look was no longer that of
innocence but more of desire.  Her full eyes bore deep into me, almost as if
she were begging for me to cum for her.  Whatever the real desire, I felt the
urge spring my cock to full erection.	
	
I had been stroking myself intermittently through my shorts while all the
pictures downloaded and now I reached into my boxers to feel my hard shaft for
the first time tonight.  I was feeling pretty turned on and knew it would only
take a few strokes and maybe a picture or two more before I blew my load.  I
stroked myself again and looked over my shoulder at Marissa hoping she was
still asleep.  I know she had told me she wanted me, it was even completely
obvious that night on the dance floor, but I still didn't think I could perform
- not with a girl like her.  Nikki was hot; she was not in a league with
Marissa though.  	
	
I saw that Marissa had rolled onto her back causing the blue sheets to shift
and expose a bare breast.  I noticed that her exposed nipple was fully erect
and prominently protruding from her fleshy-pink areola.  I felt my heart rate
increase as I looked at her peaceful body lying on the bed exposed for my view.
 Not having enough courage to move the bed sheet any further to expose more of
her body for me to view, I cowardly returned to the computer screen and
downloaded another picture from the Annie series.
	
I was not disappointed by the opening file; Annie had lost her panties, fallen
backward on her bed with her knee-high covered legs spread apart nicely and had
inserted a finger in her neatly trimmed pink pussy.  Her tits, although not
large, stood firmly up from her chest while her back arched up from the bed.  I
admired the picture for a minute before deciding to take a chance and pull my
swollen pecker from my boxers.  I was a little apprehensive stroking myself
with Marissa sleeping behind me, remembered she had said she could sleep
through anything, took another look at the alluring picture on the computer
screen and lost my initial fear.  The cool bedroom air felt good on the tip of
my cock as I stroked the full length of my shaft while still looking at the
image of Annie on the screen.
	
I pushed myself back from the computer desk slightly so I could stretch out my
legs under the table.  I opened all the pictures of Annie I had downloaded,
resized them so I could view them all at once and settled back in the chair
making myself more comfortable to jerk my cock.  I slowly worked up and down my
smooth shaft a few times feeling my excitement grow with each slow stroke. 
Annie looking out at me from the computer screen was arousing enough to make me
cum anytime, tonight though my head was filled with the memory of C.J.'s soft
lips touching mine and the beautiful Marissa, topless and sleeping ten feet
behind me.  Still slowly stroking myself I turned again to take another quick
peek at sleeping beauty.
	
Marissa had shifted again, this time rolling on her side shedding almost the
entire bed sheet.  Her completely naked body rested appealingly uncovered on
top of her bed.  The light from the computer desk was bright enough for me to
see that both her nipples were now erect and pointing out at me.  She had
pulled her legs up toward her chest as she slept curled in a small ball with
her hands down near her knees.  Even in sleep Marissa looked like a Goddess. 
She was so tempting, just lying there not knowing what I was doing to my self
while I looked at her that I tossed all caution to the wind and stood from my
chair.  
	
I carefully stepped out of my boxers as I moved from the computer around the
bed to the other side of the room where I had an unobstructed view of her bare
ass.  I wanted to reach out and touch her, but didn't want to wake her.  I
figured why spoil a good thing.  As I looked at her perfectly round cheeks I
started stroking myself a little faster imagining that I was about to penetrate
those tight buns with my steel skin rod.  My breathing increased and I felt the
boiling begin deep inside.  I was determined to make this last; I didn't know
when I'd have the courage to be this close to Marissa again.
	
I was still stroking rapidly staring at her ass when she suddenly rolled onto
her back, almost scaring me limp.  I quickly moved back toward the computer
hoping that she had not woken up and was just moving.  It didn't appear that
she had awoken, but I had lost my courage.  I didn't want to be caught jerking
off over the sleeping beauty, I was sure that would ruin any chance I had of
ever actually touching her goods.
	
I looked back at the computer screen; I could still cum to Annie.  I took
another glance at Marissa before settling for finishing myself off to the flat
images coming from the computer screen.  Marissa had again rolled onto her
back, her ample breasts spilled from her chest, nipples still erect.  One leg
was cocked at an odd angle exposing her completely shaven pubic area.  Her
pussy lips looked swollen as I examined her from my position near the computer.
 I had my hand around my cock before I even realized I did it.  Looking at her
bare pussy was all the prompting I needed.
	
I moved from my chair to the very edge of the bed where I had the most
unobstructed view of my sleeping Goddess.  I stroked my cock with a purpose
now, staring at her exquisite pussy that I felt myself drawing nearer and
nearer to.  
	
I was hovering over her, my knees pressed hard against the side of the bed, the
rest of my body angled awkwardly over her sleeping body.  I could feel the body
heat coming from Marissa's skin as I stroked my shaft up and down with break
neck speed.  I was jerking so fast I thought for I was going to shake her
awake.
	
Marissa moved slightly, one hand finding her shaved pussy but never opening her
eyes.  She touched herself slightly, just a light brush against her clit before
resting her hand on the inside of her right thigh.  Her breathing never changed
and I assumed she was still asleep, but it wouldn't have mattered anymore; I
had reached the point of no return - I was going to cum even if she woke up.
	
I looked at Marissa's rock hard nipples then, with my lust hungry eyes,
followed her tight stomach muscles all the way down to her bare pubic mound and
saw that her hand had once again moved toward her budding flower.  In somewhat
of a dream like trance I saw her fingers brush over her increasingly swelling
lips and brush against her clit as her hand worked up along her flat stomach
and stopped at her breasts.  She moved her palm over one of her breasts,
spending a few seconds on her pink nipple.  A low deep moan escaped from her
dry lips but her eyes never opened.
	
Was she awake?  I had no idea.  Nor did I care at this point.  If she was
pretending to sleep so I would feel comfortable jerking myself in front of her,
it was working.  I was at the brink of blowing my load.
	
I fixed my gaze on her swollen nipples, her hand on her breast made her look
even sexier and I felt my knees buckle.  I jerked faster trying to steady
myself as I felt the first hot spasm of cum erupt from deep inside me.
	
"Cum on my chest," Marissa mumbled without ever looking at me.  Was she
dreaming?
	
Instinctively I moved up onto the bed and positioned myself next to her just as
another spurt of cum blasted from my pulsating cock.  I aimed for her huge tits
spraying my hot white liquid all over her firm glands.  With each blast of my
man juice hitting its mark I heard low moans escape from her lips.  I milked my
shaft until every last drop was spent onto Marissa's greedy chest.
	
Still not sure if she was playing possum or really sleeping I quickly got off
the bed, put my boxers back on over my semi-hard cock, logged off the computer
and turned off the screen.  Before I turned off the computer light I looked at
Marissa again, she had one finger in her mouth and looked to be sucking some of
my spent cum off her finger.  Just looking at my cum drying on her chest
brought my cock back to full hardness.  I blew a kiss to my dream lover,
thanked her silently for letting me cum all over her and went into my room.
	
Before calling it a night I played with my nipple ring and made my self cum
again, Marissa's naked image leading the charge as I spanked my eager cock to a
second explosive orgasm.  As I drifted off to sleep I swore I heard moaning
coming from Marissa's bedroom, then I know someone was up using the restroom. 
Had she really been asleep?  I thought about that as I drifted off to sleep. 
Did I really care?

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