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Thank you for your consideration. ------------------------------------------------------ My Secret Lover (M/f-teen, 1st time, oral, mast, ped) by Anonymous Author (c) 1998 ** A young girl comes of age a little sooner than most when she's caught spying on her parent's boarder one summer afternoon. *** We had a small apartment above our garage at the back or our house, and my parents rented it out to a middle- aged man who was an assistant professor at the college in our town. They didn't charge a lot of rent, I guess because they wanted to help the guy out or something. He was attending school as well as teaching it, it seemed, like, he was going for a higher degree or something. He had a Master's Degree, and, he was working on another one. His name was Ernie. Anyway, he stayed on through the summer after his first spring semester, and taught summer school too. He was home a lot of the time during that summer, and I found out something about him quite by accident. A few years before, my father had built me a tree house in the back yard. It was carpeted, and very comfort- able. I used it as a home for my dolls and private stuff. One day, I was up there, and I discovered that it overlooked the small balcony of the man's apartment. Indeed, I could, if I tried, swing right over the balcony railing and jump onto his balcony. Anyway, I was up there, just fooling around, and I caught a glimpse of him. He was totally naked, in the middle of his little living room. He was exercising, and I could see his dick flopping around as he was doing jumping jacks or something like that. I was amazed. I had never ever in my life seen a naked man before. And, what I saw made me tingle with a strange excitement immediately. Maybe it was the fact that I was spying on him that made the experience so much of a rush, but whatever the reason I found that I couldn't break away, even though I knew that I should. He wasn't all that well built, but he wasn't fat either. He was in his thirties I think, and he had a very, very hairy crotch with a large dick hanging down between his legs. I loved watching it flop around as he moved, and without thinking about it I reached down and started to finger myself, watching his fat dick swinging around. He stayed naked all day in the summer it seemed, lounging around his apartment. After that first time I started staying up in the tree house a lot. My parents began to wonder what I was doing up there so much. But, I was getting a sexual show I had never thought possible. Every day for the past week, I had seen him naked. And I was beginning to think that he looked pretty handsome after all. Also it was still a super turn-on to know that I was seeing him without his knowing it. * Then, one Saturday around noon, he caught me spying on him. He looked over at the tree house, and I could actually see his eyes widen. I moved away from the small window my father had made in the plywood wall, afraid that he was going to tell on me or something. My heart was pounding in my chest, and out of fear, I climbed down the ladder and ran into the house, not looking back. But nothing happened; he didn't tell. No one came to me and scolded me or anything, so I felt that he hadn't really seen me spying on him. Three days later, it was a particularly hot day in the middle of August, and the summer school session was nearly over. He was at home --- I could see his compact car in the driveway. I decided it was time to go back up and check him out again. It was sort of like an addiction or something; I just had to see him naked again. The feeling of spying on him like that made me almost high with excitement. I climbed the ladder carefully, quietly. Inside the tree house, I stayed away from the little window, trying to peer out through some cracks in the wall where the plywood met. It didn't do much good though I couldn't see anything. I moved toward the window, and looked out at the man's balcony. There he was, right on the balcony, sunning himself, lying there, his dick was hard and sticking straight up! Holy shit, I thought, this was more than I had expected. Less than six feet away from me, I could almost reach out and touch it. He was rubbing some kind of lotion all over himself, and then, he gripped his dick with one hand, and spread the stuff on that, too. Slowly, he moved his hand up and down the hard looking shaft of his dick. He was playing with himself! Fuck, I couldn't believe it!! This was a treat that I had never expected. I reached down and began to finger my pussy, right in time with the strokes of his hand wrapped around his fat dick. I wondered what it would be like to make love to a man, what it would feel like to have that big dick moving in and out of me. I began to fantasize that it was plugging me, moving in me... moving my fingers faster. His hand moved faster and faster, and I came, a slight moan escaping my lips as I did. He sat up and looked right at me. He smiled. I didn't know what to do, what to say. But, he was smiling. "You like watching me, don't you?" he asked. I nodded, my face red. "Want to come over here, closer?" I nodded again. I stepped out of the little window and jumped onto his balcony. He reached up and helped me, and there I was, right beside him. Looking at his naked body from only a foot away. He moved cautiously into his living room, keeping low, and I followed, looking at his bare ass, and his hairy balls hanging between them. Wow, I thought, this was something I didn't expect. Inside his living room, he stood and faced me. There I was, looking at a stark naked man, his hard, fat dick sticking up, pointing right at me, throbbing. "Can I touch it?" I asked, my voice shaking and I choked a bit. He nodded, "That's just palm oil on it," he said. I reached out and touched the purple head of it. It was soft and warm to my touch, and Ernie jumped a little and moaned as I squeezed it. "Did that hurt?" I asked. "Oh, no, not at all," he said. "That felt good." He guided my hand then, wrapping my fingers around the hot piece of hard flesh at the base of it, stroking up slowly, then back down again. He let go, and I kept stroking. His legs were shaking, and it seemed that his body was moving with sudden jerks and spasms. I recognized those movements, just like I had, just before I was going to cum. And he came, his hard cock jerking and jetted white, sticky fluid all over the front of me, right up into my face. He came and came, and I kept stroking, watching his jerking dick in my hand, watching the flood of stuff shoot out finally dripping on to the floor. Finished, he backed up and sat on the sofa behind him, and I stood there, my hand full of his stuff, my arm covered with the sticky, dripping white fluid. His cock rested against his somewhat hairy belly, throbbing, dripping into his navel. I had never seen anything like it in my life! "Whew," he finally said. "You want to play with yourself, too?" I nodded. It would be great to look at him up close and play with myself. I reached into my shorts and began fingering my pussy. "No, I want to see too, how about it?" he asked. Embarrassed and shy, I pulled my shorts down slowly, and then, my panties. His eyes widened at my nearly hairless pussy, and I could she him lick his lips. He moved forward on the sofa, and touched me gently on the legs. Leaning forward with his face, I felt his tongue on my thighs, then on my pussy. He pulled my pussy lips apart gently, and I felt his tongue touch my clitoris. I came, virtually moaning and screaming at the sudden sensation of his tongue on my clit. I was in heaven. I came and came, and finally, I backed away, and unceremoniously sat on the floor. He moved beside me. "Want to kiss it?" he asked. I didn't know what to say. I had never expected to have anyone ever ask me that. I nodded. It would be fun, I supposed, and I wanted to feel what his dick felt like against my lips. I leaned forward as he sat on the floor beside me, his big dick pointing up at the ceiling. I moved away, pulling my panties all the way off. Then, I removed my shirt, and I was as naked as he was. He eyed my small tits and smiled. "You're lovely," he whispered. I smiled. "So are you, uh, I guess..." He laughed. "Lovely is hardly the term for it, but thank you for the compliment, anyway," he said. He leaned back, thrusting his crotch forward. I lay against him, my cheek resting on his thigh. His dick was right in my face, and I could smell the manly smell of his balls and cock. It was a strange, yet wonderful smell, and it made me instantly aroused again as if I hadn't just had a great orgasm. I leaned forward a bit, and ran my tongue across one of his fat, hairy balls. He moaned as I did this, and his cock jerked, seeming to expand and grow right in front of me. I let my tongue move up the shaft of his dick, and, reaching the head of it, I tasted the residue of his sperm and of the oil he had been using. Not pleasant, but certainly not nasty, as I had been afraid it would be. I kind of liked it; it was just different, not bad. Then taking a deep breath I opened my mouth wide, and took the head of his cock all the way into my mouth! He moaned in ecstasy, and said, softly, "Yes!" as I closed my lips around his big fat dick. Reaching forward, I touched his balls gently, feeling the two large, egg- shaped orbs beneath the hairy, wrinkled skin. I was amazed, and hot as hell. My pussy was flowing, and I could have cum right away with one touch. Then as if reading my thoughts he reached down and touched my pussy lips, and I reached down and pressed his finger against my clit, and came, just as he did, right in my mouth! His tummy seemed to expand and his body jerked at the same time as mine did. He shot salty, hot fluid into my mouth, and it gushed out and down his hard shaft, mixing with the hair on his balls and pubic hair. I pulled my mouth away, and we lay there, entwined on the carpeted living room floor. It was the first time I had ever done that, and I felt light-headed, scared, and warm and loving, all at the same time. I put my clothes back on, and he put on some shorts, too, and then helped me across the balcony and through the window of my tree house. * All the rest of that summer, and into the next, and the next, Ernie and I did all kinds of things. He taught me a lot, and I will never, ever forget his kind, gentle, loving touch. Three years later he moved away, promising to write and stay in touch. He did, and one day, I learned that he had gotten married. I was happy for him, for I had a number of boyfriends by then, some of whom wondering where I had learned to do the nasty things I did to them! THE END *-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-* This archive does not condone child abuse, we also do not censor authors. Anyone acting out such scenarios in "real life" can look forward to many unproductive years "getting it up the butt" by a fellow convict in their local penitentiary. *-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-* Kristen's collection - Directory 13