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Recess
By Wandering Dave (1wanderingdave@gmail.com)

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Spying on the girls at recess can be very educational. 
(ggb, ped, ws, scat, mast, voy) 

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When I was in sixth grade Bruce had told me about them 
but I hadn’t believed him. He’s always fibbing, 
especially about girls and sex. Actually, he fibs 
about everything. You can hardly trust anything he 
says, but then, the same is true of most of the boys 
in my class. Me too, I guess.

Anyway, he told me the girls would sneak around behind 
the lilac bushes over the hill, take their panties 
off, squat down and pee. Sometimes they’d even poop! 

Bruce was out of school today so I was bored and I had 
noticed that two of the girls went hand in hand the 
direction he had indicated. When they disappeared I 
slipped along behind them, staying back so they 
wouldn’t see me. When they got behind the lilacs they 
were not visible from the school yard. 

As I peered through the lilacs I saw their heads 
disappear behind the hill. I slipped up to the top of 
the hill and saw them just ten feet away drop their 
panties to their ankles, then take them completely 
off. I guess it made sense since they wouldn’t want to 
pee on them and get them wet.

They squatted down facing me and let loose long 
streams of pee that splattered between their feet. I 
could see it shooting out of their pussies, the first 
pussies I had ever seen. They really had to go bad, 
they peed for a long time. 

Then one of them asked the other if she had tissues, 
that she needed to poop. The other nodded and the 
first girl grimaced and forced out a long turd. I 
could see it descending from her butt, followed by a 
second turd. She took the tissues from her friend and 
they both wiped carefully. By this time I had my dick 
in my hand and was stroking it with enthusiasm.

One asked the other how big her boobs had gotten. Her 
friend pulled up her blouse to show her. The first 
girl played with her titties and began to suck on her 
friend's nipples. 

After they both had had their nipples sucked on the 
first one asked the other if she ever played with it, 
answered by a nod, and asked her friend if she'd like 
to touch it. They fondled each other's pussies and 
pushed their fingers inside until they each climaxed 
with squeals. I blasted my load at the same time.

Before they could rearrange their clothes I stood up 
so they could see me, my dick in my hand. They both 
still had their hands on their friend's pussy. They 
looked terrified. I told them to calm down. I wouldn't 
tell if they let me join them sometimes. 

They thought about that for a moment and nodded as 
they stared at my dick. Just then the bell rang and 
both girls straightened their clothing. They stood and 
walked back to the school yard hand in hand. I 
followed at a distance, thinking about the shows I'd 
enjoy in the future. Hell, with what I could tell I 
knew I was going to get more than shows. My dick was 
already getting hard again.

The End

Author's Note: This is fiction. Enjoy reading it, or 
like me, writing it. Just don’t do it, unless you want 
to spend the next several years entertaining large 
prison inmates in lewd and exciting ways.