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Subject: Teenage Peeper story (m,f,ff,mmff)  Your Thought
From: rallen2@ix.netcom.com (Randy2)
Date: Sat, 13 Apr 1996 23:03:43 GMT
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3/7/1995


Teenage years were hard.

I hit real puberty late, as a result I was always smaller then most boys
my age. This added to fact I was nearly six months younger than most of
the kids in my school. 

I discovered masturbation at the age of 13, and wore sores on my member
and hand due to the amount of time per day I played with myself. I found
that although sex and girls were a vast mystery, I felt the desire and
lust deeply. I had done the usual bit of going into my mothers things,
i.e.: bras, panties and so forth. I remember smelling dirty panties in the
bathroom, and that odor that fascinated me. That musky odor that seemed to
spark forces deep inside my mind. Dark and foreboding forces of animal
pleasures not yet known. Such was life at age 14 nearly 15. Not much with
girls, and knowing there would be more, anxious about what that would be. 

We lived in a very affluent part of Dallas, most of the household incomes
far in-excess of $250,000 per year. Two houses over lived a very wealthy
family which consisted of a father always away, a very beautiful mother in
her forties, and their two children Mark and Jill. Mark was about 16 and
had just started to drive, he had all the things I wanted. Good looks,
tall, muscle bound, he was very popular at school, and knew the right
people. His sister Jill was 15, and was equally beautiful looking just
like her mother. Short and sassy blond hair, with a wonderful smile. Her
figure was ravenous, for a girl of her age. And she was not timid, about
anything. She had a reputation at school of being very wild. She didn't
have a steady boyfriend, but she flirted with everyone. The family as a
whole was known to be a little weird. Both Jill and Mark had their own
rooms above the garage, and behind the main house. My room was located on
our second floor in a converted attic. It had two shaded windows at either
end of the pyramid shaped attic. The west side window looked out into both
my next door neighbors house, and beyond could be seen the window of
Jill's room. She always had the drapes pulled, blocking my attempts to use
the telescope my dad had gotten me years ago. 

It was about 10:45pm on a Tuesday, I was hacking away on my Commodore
computer at my desk with that west side window open. It was getting late
and I was about to jack off to a stolen playboy and go to bed. Then I saw
Mark's car lights coming up their drive way, coming to a halt just before
the garage. Both car doors opened, and Mark and Jill stepped out. Jill was
bouncing around in her private school uniform consisting of a sweater and
checkered mini skirt. Mark wore Levi's and Polo. Jill followed Mark up the
stares to their rooms, and ran up and hugged him. It was strange to me,
the manner in which she embraced him. I could see that they were talking
about something, but from this distance in the dark I could not tell what.

I pulled out my old telescope and rapidly tried to focus in on their front
door to the garage. I thought I could make out Jill's sweater unbuttoned
and the white of her blouse below, which it also looked to be unbuttoned.
I paused and tried to focus better. Just at that time Mark opened the door
and turned on their inside light. This light obscured my vision as they
walked into the apartment and shut the door. "Damn" I shouted. Strange
thoughts started rolling in my mind, all the possibilities for what I
thought I had just seen. The image of her unbuttoned shirt and tan of skin
beneath. My member started to enlarge, with my mind fixed on this image. I
stroked myself under my boxers, as a smear of precum slipped my hand
along. I was yet again resigned to myself, left only imagining what was
taking place behind the doors of their garage apartment. My dick was hard
and my eyes were closed, stroking up and down leaning back in my desk
chair. 

I opened my eyes ever so slightly, and caught a strange light out beyond
my window. My eyes flew wide open as I watched Jill pull open her blinds
and open her window. She was dressed in nothing but her white school
blouse half unbuttoned, staring out into the night. The white light from
within her room creating a ghostly image against the dark. I hurriedly
moved my telescope back into position, and rapidly began to focus. Fearing
that the lights would go off, and the moment would be lost. This time
however nothing changed, the telescope brought me a perfect image of her
body. She was only visible from the waist up, and I could now see the
white outline of her bra. I could barely make out the outline of her
breasts, so firm and round. The cool night air caused the nipples to
slowly erect. She seemed to have a strange foggy expression on her face,
almost out of touch with what was around her. In a sort of a surreal state
of being, beyond that of normal action and response. She moved away from
the window, but yet still allowing me a view of the interior of her
bedroom. Her arms pulled off the white blouse exposing her bra, and
revealing for the first time, her white lace panties. She rolled her head
back and forth, and sat on the edge of her bed, which was clear out of the
corner of my vision. I fumbled with the zoom setting on the telescope and
tried to bring things in closer and clearer. The view now became clear,
Jill moved her arms up to slowly brush her right breast, its nipple
growing with the pass. On the down stroke she cupped and squeezed it, with
this one hand, and with her index finger, she traced the outline of her
bra, around its top edge. Then feeling more forceful she moved her index
finger under the lace to gently touch her now fully erect nipple. I
stopped and thought to myself, unsure of what I was seeing. My heart
pounded inside my chest, my dick was as hard as I had ever seen it. Things
were moving way to fast, I wanted to somehow be there with her, to touch
her. 

I strained and looked closer as her free hand moved down the side of her
chest and waste coming to meet the center of her abdomen, around her belly
button. There her hand paused a moment slowly circling around the top lace
of her panties. Her stroking went still lower, as I lost focus for a
second and she spread her legs. I pulled the zoom lens back a bit and
could now see her hand had found its way under her panties, where I could
barely make out the rotation of her fingers. Her legs spread wide now. She
pushed herself up further on the bed, as to lay flat. But with the final
push up further on the bed, she was out of my view now, except for her
feet showing at the beds end. Big toes pointed away from each other.
Slowly moving faster and faster, in a jerky motion.

"Fuck!!" I'm missing it. I moved my telescope to all possible angels,
trying to get a closer look. Each time perhaps seeing a little more, but
not the whole thing. But then in the heat of the moment my eye caught
something, something so slight as to almost go un-noticed. The closet door
in her room, had a full length mirror. And via the reflection of this
mirror I strained to make something out. At first I thought it was the
reflection of a poster of a man against her wall, but then the supposed
poster moved a little, and came better in focus. It was Mark. Mark was
standing somewhere in her room, hidden off somewhere to her side. He was
dressed only in a muscle shirt, and nothing else. It was very difficult to
make out the scene from a reflection, but he appeared to have his cock in
hand, moving his hand with a strong grip up and down it's length. Mark was
16, and well built. But what was he doing in his sister's room, watching
her playing with her clit! I strained hard to see as much as I could,
seeing Mark's hard cock being stroked back and forth, while still hoping
to catch a better view of whatever Jill was doing. Whatever she was doing,
it's pace was quickening. The movement of her feet, picked up, as she
moved up and down the bed with an intensifying pace. Mark was also picking
up steam, jerking his cock faster and faster, changing hands and grips
from time to time. My own cock dripped precum as my hand whacked away. I
was so close to cumming, and I felt a sexual high I had never known before.

Just then Jill's feet spasmed, and shook. This lasted for about 20
seconds, and then she was still. Mark was feverishly moving his hand up
and down his members length. Jill's feet disappeared for a moment. And
then I lost Mark's reflection in the mirror. Scrambling to recover, I
moved the telescope around. Still nothing. Minutes turned to an eternity.
"Please God, let this not be it!" I mumbled to myself. 

Then Jill, fully nude, sat at the end of her bed. Followed by a now
totally nude Mark. Mark stood right in front of her, her face coming up to
his waist. She then reached out and took his cock in her hands, He
trembled with her touch. Jill began to move her hand firmly up and down
Mark's cock, picking up steam with each stroke, her free hand now went
down between her legs, but I couldn't get a good look. My own hand was
barely moving, and yet I was moments away from coming. Mark's back arched
and Jill's hand caught his climax on an up stroke. His cock sent a ribbon
of cum up and on to her chest. I immediately following sending my own cum
spurting all over my hands and boxer shorts. My own spasm knocked the
telescope out of focus for a second. I recovered somewhat, and refocused.

Mark stood over Jill, Jill still milking the last drop of Marks cum, I
could see the white globs of his aftermath, which Jill now rubbed in.
Somehow the lights in their room went out and the room was completely
dark. I watched for a few minutes more, but nothing. I went to my bathroom
and got a towel to wipe myself off. The whole thing being like a dream,
the time now being around midnight. Sleep was hopeless, but I found myself
exhausted. I took one more look into the dark room of my neighbors, and
crashed myself into my bed, rubbing my own cock still and thinking about
what I had just seen. 

I sat in my bed that night and sorted the new feelings I felt. Seeing Jill
like that, the reality of it still shocked he. But it was more than that.
The thought of Mark standing there, hard cock in hand, also sent strange
feelings. These feelings I felt the most ashamed of, why was I turned on
at seeing both of them? Was that wrong? I never thought that I had a
problem with gender identification, I accepted and enjoyed the fact I was
male. But somewhere deep inside, there was a fascination to experience all
forms of sex. Almost limitless, with pleasure as the only goal. A primal
drive, for which I now felt guilty and ashamed. Sleep finally came that
night, filling my mind with the nude forms of what I had seen. Right or
wrong, I liked it, and wanted more.


Saturday

There was a walkway that ran down the back of each house. It was too small
to be an alley. In some places you could only walk by single file. Most
people stayed out of this area, because it was pretty creepy, and
some places had poison ivy. It was getting close to nine at night, and
during the last couple of days I had been tormented by no repeat sessions
at the window. I longed for a closer look, I felt myself compelled to get
closer. Regardless of the risks. 

I told my parents I was going out front for awhile, then slipped around to
this back mini alley I described. Mark and Jill's house was only about 75
feet down this alley but it was surrounded by a tall brick wall. My plan
was to climb the tree that was above that wall and try to see inside her
window, or at least his. The wall to alley side was covered in plants, and
I found it hard to gain a foothold, and start the climb. Carefully I
started my climb, and found the limb I wanted to sit on, it partially
covered my with other limbs and leaves. Jill's shades were partially
pulled down, and a dim light somewhere in the room didn't light much. I
looked down in the drive way and noticed that Mark's car was not there.

Parked to the side there was however a red Z-28, with the personal license
plate that read "2MUCH4U", I thought I had seen that car before at school.
It belonged to a senior cheerleader, Karen Love. (No joke, her last name
was Love) Since there weren't any other cars around I could only assume
that they were alone, with no parents, or her brother Mark. As I moved
along my branch, I could see the blue glow of their huge swimming pool.
They not only had a pool, but to the side a Jacuzzi, and along the back
wall a oak sauna room. This was pointless I thought to myself, as I
prepared for a long wait. My ass already becoming sore from sitting on the
limb. 

About twenty minutes later Jill, and what looked like Karen came out down
the stairs of the apartment, to the pool area. I tried to be perfectly
quiet, scared out of my wits of being caught. They were only 20 feet away,
and I could hear their voices. Both had on two piece thong swim suits,
which Karen filled out to the max. She was older than Jill, and a true
women. Judging from what I knew about bra sizes from my mother's bras she
was every bit of a 36D. They walked down into spa, and put down their
towels, and began to talk, as they dipped their toes in the steaming
water. This continued for a while, until Karen reached into her towel, and
pulled something out. They seemed to talk about something, for just a
while. Then I saw a match strike, as Karen lifted a cigarette to her mouth
and lighted it. After she smoked it, she handed it to Jill. Pot, I thought
to myself. Then the wind lifted the smell of burnt rope up to my tree
limb.
They sat for the next ten minutes and smoked, and laughed, then got
into the hot tub. Their hair wet now, and my vision clouded from the
raising steam. Then I saw something fly off, out of the hot tub and onto
the concrete around the pool. I still couldn't see much, but Karen and
Jill were in close quarters. Then Jill got out of the spa and sat on the
concrete ledge. The item thrown out moments before was her top. Her
breasts glistened in the glow of steam and low night light. Karen was
moving her hand up around Jill's thigh, slowly spreading her leg gently
apart. Karen moved her hand firmly, with deliberate movement. Jill arched
her head back, bracing herself as she leaned backward. Karen looked up at
Jill, and moved her head in to kiss Jill's inner thigh, moving her hand
up. Jill licked her lips, the steam rolling off the tub, as Karen's hand
found her thin mound of pubic hair. Karen's hand rotating gently in a
circle, as her mouth moved closer to her genitals. Jill gasped, and moved
up to grasp Karen's face with her hands, as Karen thrust her face and
tongue deep inside Jill. 

I moved a tree branch ever so slightly as to get the best possible look I
could, that sense of thrill overtook me once again. And my heart felt like
it would explode inside my chest. Once again an erection strained against
my tight blue jeans. Karen continued to mash her face firmly into Jill's
pussy, moving her hands in closer to spread Jill's lips to provide better
access to her clit. Jill started to make groaning noises, as Karen's pace
quickened. She ran her hands through Karen's long brunette hair, pushing
her face harder against her. Karen reached up with her right hand and
began to gently rub Jill's ample breasts, which seemed to turn Jill on to
even greater heights. Jill's reached up with her free hand and also
caressed her breast. Pushing harder against it, while tracing the outline
of her nipple with her index finger. 

I rubbed my own cock through by jeans, feeling my own heat build. I
somehow felt joined to the sexual event they were sharing, somehow joined
as the frenzy of their sex increased to a fever pitch. I could feel that
Jill was close, close to a huge climax. This excited me, to near hypnotic
levels. Jill had reached the point of no turning back now, Karen's head
shook back and forth, pushing hard against Jill. Jill began to let out
deep groans, with steady frequency. Building and building, more and more,
louder, louder. Jill's head shot up, and her hips jerked, the pleasure
release of orgasm. Karen continued to suck, and push, gaining her own
pleasure in Jill's climax. Karen's face parted from Jill's soaked pussy,
and she moved her hand to gently rub her clit slowly. This sent a shiver
of pleasure through Jill, and caused a slight moan. Jill slowly regained
her composure, and jumped into the hot tub with Karen. They sat close, and
Karen looked deep into Jill's eye's. Karen took Jill's hand in hers and
moved it up to her own breast, which still was covered by the swim top.
Jill looked into Karen's face, with a eager but unsure expression. Karen
smiled back at her and moved closer to give her a gentle kiss. Jill seemed
to accept Karen's kiss awkwardly, but then as their passion grew she
became more and more sure of herself. Letting herself go, as their tongues
danced in the others mouth. Karen rubbed Jill's hand harder against her
breasts and carefully pulled up her top exposing herself to Jill. Karen's
breasts with so large, and Jill's hand explored every each, as if for the
first time. Karen broke the kiss and said something to Jill, Jill looked
back at Karen as she now guided Jill's hand under the hot tub's bubbling
water. Jill's face showed concern, the concern one what have of failure of
riding the bike for the first time. Jill's hand must have been guided to
the right spot, Karen's expression changed, her mouth opened and her eyes
closed. I could see by the movement of her upper arm that Jill's hand was
quite busy on Karen under the water. Jill seemed to gain her excitement
back now at the prospect of giving Karen pleasure. Jill was now sucked
into the entire experience, letting her own passion build with her control
over another's. 

My leg had fallen asleep, and the racing of my own heart made me feel
dizzy. I watched the two huddled lovers, and began to lose touch with
exactly what I was doing and the risks I was taking doing it. Karen
stopped Jill, and spoke to her, words were exchanged, and Jill lifted
herself up and out of the hot tub. Karen followed her, there they stood
both completely nude, backlit by the blue glow of the pool and the night
sky. They held each others hand and walked over to the sauna room, opened
it's door as steam poured out. Karen moved her hand to cup Jill's ass and
moved her finger teasingly around her wet slit. They kissed and walked
inside the sauna. The door shut, and I was alone. 

I sat there for a moment, legs asleep, sexual aroused to the point of
addiction. I wanted to get closer, I had to get closer. I tried to move
from my tree limb to the top of the brick wall. I reached out with my
foot, and placed it on the top of the wall. I put my weight on my leg to
move, when just then my leg gave way sending me crashing five feet into
the bushes of their back yard. The noise was deafening, as I waited for
Jill and Karen to storm out of the sauna. Nothing, just the quiet night
around me, and the whine of the pools water jets. I hurt, and I lost my
erection. I went around the inside wall area to the sauna as to avoid
being seen. The large door to the sauna had a window, granted this window
was steamed, but I could see that there was a light on inside. Inside I
could make out two bodies gripped in embrace. I was now at the doors edge
and could hear their moans of pleasure from inside. I slowly peeked inside
through the glass. Karen and Jill were in a 69 position, with Karen on the
bottom. Karen's tongue dashed in and out of Jill's pussy as she also
pushed a finger inside Jill's ass. Both were in the throws of passion. I
became so engrossed in what I was seeing that I didn't hear the footsteps
approaching behind me. 

I had been standing facing the door when I felt something from behind
smash me into the door frame, created a large crash. I was terrified, I
looked behind me, it was Mark. He looked pissed. "Spying are we?" I didn't
say a thing, not knowing how to respond. Mark was much larger than I, and
opened the door to the sauna, surprising the girls who had stopped after
hearing the noise. "Jill look what I found outside watching" Jill looked
at me angrily, Karen even more so, I could tell that they had reached a
point in which they didn't want to stop. "I've seen this nerd-boy at
school, if he tells what he's seen I'm ruined!" Karen said. Mark's grip
tightened around me. Jill's expression turned down, and she tried to cover
herself with her arm, when she saw that I was staring at her. "I won't say
a thing" I spoke. "Karen's right, if he says anything at school, your all
fucked, we need to make it that he has just as much to lose as we do."
Mark smiled as he spoke. Jill remained silent and followed the looks back
and forth between Mark and Karen. "What do you suggest, Mark?" asked Karen.

"Like I said give him a reason not to want anyone to know what happens
here." He reached down with his hand and grabbed my now limp dick hard.
"That hurt!" "Help me Karen, get his clothes off." Mark held my hands
behind my back as Karen moved forward and quickly unbuttoned my Levi's, I
had no boxers on, and she slipped the jeans down to my ankles. Jill looked
surprised and just watched. Karen's breasts were only inches away from my
cock, as the shock and surprise disappeared and my dick began to rise. I
couldn't help it. Karen saw my dick rise so quickly and took it in her
hand. My member was throbbing now. She looked unimpressed, but yet
fascinated by my age. "Have you ever had a women touch you this way?"
Karen asked me. "No, never." "How does it feel?" she said. "Good, but he's
hurting me." Karen stood up and looked at Mark. "That's just part of it
dear." 

I now could feel that Mark's cock was rising still covered by his shorts,
but hard enough for me to feel against my back. Mark threw me down hard
against a bench inside the room. My chest hit the hot wood, as my knees
bent and hit the wooden floor. I was scared now. Mark placed his hand
around the back of my neck and pushed my face down hard into the wood. I
couldn't move. With his free hand he licked his fingers, and wiped the
wetness against my ass hole. Oh God I thought, what is he going to do. I
panicked and tried to struggle, but there was no use. Karen helped him
pull down his shorts without losing his grip against my neck. I could feel
the tip of his cock at the crack of my ass. He added a little more spit,
and suddenly pushed himself in. I thought it would rip me open. He was all
the way in, a tear came to my eye as my butt muscle clamped down against
the intrusion. He began to stroke in and out, being very forceful, and
pretty rough. I made little noise, except the air rushing in and out of my
lungs with each downward stroke he had. I saw Jill looking, in shock, she
was obviously not enjoying this. Mark's strokes became faster and faster,
as the precum from his cock further lubed my ass, making the experience at
least less painful. I was ashamed, and totally under his control. I
started to understand now why he was doing this. I would never tell a soul
about this night. Mark went especially deep with a stroke and grunted,
when he pulled out, my ass closed tight, and he used his hand to ejaculate
a ribbon of cum on my ass and the back of my shirt. The cum felt warm and
slimey. He released his grip around my neck, as I lay there for a moment,
unsure of what came next. 

I lay there for what seemed like an eternity, waiting and wondering what
came next. "Now, that was the hard part kid, we know you're not going to
talk, so now your OK." Mark said. The tension seemed to be relieved from
the room somewhat, the steam from the sauna was clouding my vision. Jill
ended her silence and came up to me and offered her hand to help me up. I
slowly tried to stand, then realizing that my jeans were pulled down
around my ankles. "I'm sorry for that, but he's right, people just
wouldn't understand. You have to have as much to lose as we do. Besides
it's not all that bad." Jill spoke and seemed to regain her calm sexy
composure. Mark and Karen moved to the far end of the sauna and climbed to
the highest seating area, where they talked, and watched me and Jill.
Karen slowly stroking Mark's limb tool. Jill reached down to my ankles and
began to remove my jeans, surprisingly I gave in and lifted my legs one at
a time as she removed the jeans and threw them to the ground. I then
removed my cum stained shirt and threw it also to the ground. 

Everyone was nude now, and the steam gave me a light head, not to mention
the experience and trauma of what was happening. My heart raced, as Jill
motioned that we should also climb to the upper level and sit. I followed,
and sat next to her trying to conceal that my cock was standing at full
attention. I partially tried to cover it with my hand. She looked me in
the eye, ever so gently, and moved her hand to remove mine, to uncover
myself. I looked at her for reassurance. She gently stroked my hand cock,
and sent a jolt down my spine. "Has anyone ever touched you before?" Jill
asked. "No" I said. She grasped my member in her hand, moved all the way
down its length and squeezed tightly on the up stroke, the clear precum
smearing over her fingers. 

Out of the corner of my eye I could now see Karen's head buried deep on
Mark's hard again cock. He stared directly at me and his sister. Jill's
hand moving slowly up and down, the pleasure inside me growing by the
second. The fear still present also in my mind. The two made a strange
euphoric state. Jill moved forward and moved her hand along my young chest
and then moved downward. I knew what she was going to do but was never
prepared for how it would feel. For the first time in my life, a women
wrapped her lips around the head of my cock and took my member deep within
her mouth. I let out a gasp, as she sucked hard on the upstroke. Then
proceeding down again, very, very slowly. It wouldn't take much of this to
lose my load. I tried to think about something else, I was afraid I would
cum in her mouth any moment. She pulled her head up and looked back at me,
smiling and a hint of precum on her lips. 

She sat Indian style to me, and reached for my hand, grasping it she lead
me down to the thin curly blond hair of her pussy. She made me place my
hand out flat, and then guided my fingers down the base of her snatch. My
fingers were covered in the wetness, it felt wonderful. Silently she
guided me to her clit, she showed me exactly how to rub it, using the
wetness to coat its length. She closed her eyes and moaned as I moved my
hand in the circular motion she had shown, feeling her passion grow as I
slowly increased my pace to raise her passion. She reached up with her
hand and grabbed my face, pulling it lower. "Use your tongue, eat my
pussy" I slowly moved down as she guided my head toward the right place. I
stuck my tongue out and thought twice before I plunged in to her wetness.
It had such a strange intoxicating odor to it. Jill reached down and with
her hand spread herself wide open for me, and then grabbed my head pushing
it hard against her flesh. I tried to move my tongue as fast as I could,
but I was having trouble breathing. All the juices filled my mouth, as
Jill's own breathing picked up it's pace. She moaned when I would lick her
in a certain way, so I learned from her feedback quickly, finding myself
engrossed in driving her to new peaks. 

Karen, and Mark now came over to our part of the room, the sweat dripping
off each of them. My head was swimming, but I kept my tongue moving, as
Karen reached down to play with Jill's breasts, all the while watching me
eat her friend's pussy. Mark was standing two feet or so away furiously
beating away at his own cock. He lost it again and moved forward to spurt
yet another ribbon of equal force across his sisters chest. Three such
streams erupted from his cock, some landing on Jill's pubic hair which I
was diving on. I caught a taste of his salty solution, and proceeded to
bring Jill off. The sight of her brother's actions, and my tongue, mixed
with Karen caresses, sent Jill over the top. She screamed out her orgasm,
over and over, the entrance to her love hole contracting with spasms. This
lasted for about another 15 seconds, and then she pulled my head away and
requested that I stop. My mouth and face full of her cum, and wetness. I
was intoxicated with animal desire now. Karen leaned over and revealed her
shiny pussy to me, saying, "Bring that little thing over here." I looked
at Mark, "Go ahead, kid, it's your turn." 

I moved closer to her not knowing what to do, or really where to put it.
She reached from behind her, and grabbed my cock guiding it into her
spread lips. The hot of her pussy, and that of the sauna, made everything
wet. I moved inside her, feeling the gut wrenching pleasure. Karen knew I
wouldn't last long, and looked from behind and said, "Start fucking kid,
there will be other times to go slow." We were in the perfect doggy style,
her ass arched up into the air, with the back sloping down, her arms
spread out flat against the floor. I took her advice and began to pump
away with greater and greater force. I reached with my hands and grabbed
the sides of her hips to pump even deeper. I must have been in touch with
some more primal force from man's distant past. I pumped and pumped, and
actually made her scream with pleasure. "Come on kid, fuck me, fuck me!
Don't stop I'm almost there" she said. Jill watched and ran her own
fingers up and down her wetted pussy. It was over for me, I couldn't take
any more, with one final stroke I shot my cum deep inside her. But I kept
moving even as the pace of orgasm went through my body. I kept going
determined to get her off. Karen reached behind her and started to rub her
clit as I pumped. That was all it took, and she screamed as climax tore
through her body. I collapsed from the heat and Karen fell forward, the
white outline of my cum oozing from her pussy. Mark and Karen smiled at
each other, and I fell back from the group. "Remember kid, not a word, or
everyone will know you had my dick up your ass. And you enjoyed it too."
Mark said. I nodded my head in agreement. We all sat there for about
another hour. 

Mark and Karen left, leaving me and Jill to slowly and quietly explore
each other's bodies. No commitment, nothing to be ashamed of, no pleasures
left out. I wouldn't ever tell anyone of that night, but it would shape
the way I looked at both love and sex for the rest of my life. In a world
so filled with hate and loneliness, how could what we had that night
be bad?

To be continued......



-- CJ
I don't write any stories. I'm just a reader, and sometimes a reposter.


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