SpyCam Caught My Wife

SPYCAM CAUGHT MY WIFE

About five years ago I became a little more than suspicious of my wife. There were times when I couldn't seem to get her in the mood at all and other times when I'd come home from work and she'd almost rip my clothes off.

So I began to wonder what was turning her on during those occasions when she seemed to be horniest. I thought it was someone where she worked and maybe they were having an affair. I did work very long hours in those days and she was always home hours before me. She had plenty of opportunity. Then it occurred to me that maybe she was even bringing him home and fucking him right in our marital bed. At first I chastised myself. Maybe she is just really turned on by someone at work and can only deal with it by fantasizing that she is with him when she is really with me. It isn't like I haven't done that. But the feeling that something was going on would not relent.

Finally, I hatched a plan. I would discretely hide two video cameras somewhere in the house and see if I could catch what was going on. We have one older video camera and one new one so I could choose the two most strategic places to hide them in the house. The newest camera I hid in the bedroom on top of the dresser mirror. I made certain that it was pointing straight down on the bed. The bedroom was of course the most logical place. Deciding on a place for the other camera would take some thought. Finally, I chose to hide this one in the kitchen. Our kitchen is completely open to the den on one end so if I placed the camera correctly, I could catch both rooms and have a great view of the sofa where she might be fucking someone new. I chose to hide this camera on the counter behind the toaster and some cooking crocks.

Everyday, I would drive home about 30 minutes before she arrived home from work and switched the cameras on. Every night, after she went to sleep, I would check them and find nothing on them except for her bumping around the house. A couple of times I caught her in one of her bathing suits so I knew she had been out in the pool. It was June and very hot and humid. I actually thought about moving the kitchen camera outside to face the pool and then decided against it.

About two weeks after starting my voyeuristic endeavor, I came home and Kim was very horny. She rode me like she hadn't had sex with me in 20 years. When I was checking and the bedroom camera, I found the usual nothing but suddenly I saw something very interesting on the kitchen cam. At first, I was just looking at the side of the fridge and the den off in the distance but I could hear voices and one of them was male. The voices were getting louder and then suddenly she walked into the kitchen past the camera. She was wearing her skin-tight white bikini and she was wet like she'd been in the pool. All accept her hair. She never actually swims in the pool and never puts her head under the water.

She rarely ever wears this particular bikini and just looking at her in it made my cock stir in my pants. My wife is a rare beauty. Five years younger than me, five foot five inches tall, brown hair and eyes, flat belly, firm little tits and a killer ass. I found myself actually hoping that I was going to see her fucking someone else. The thought of watching her scream on another guy's cock was sending all of my blood right to my nether regions. What I was about to see was more than I ever dared to dream.

As she walked into the kitchen, she was drying herself with a towel. She approached the rectangular, wooden, empty kitchen table and she laid the towel out on the tabletop. Then turned to face someone entering the room right behind her. At first I didn't recognize him from the back of his head but when he approached her, she turned her profile to the camera and since he obviously wanted to face her, he did too. I couldn't believe what I was seeing. We have married friends who are about 12 years older than us. I worked with the husband some years ago and that is how we all met. They have a son named Brian who was 9 when we met them but had just turned 18. Brian and my wife Kim have always been close. He even referred to her as aunt Kim even though they are not related. He had just graduated from high school a month prior and it was him who now stood before my nearly naked wife!

On this camera, I really couldn't hear the playback very well. I hurriedly hooked the camera to the TV in the den and rewound the tape to the part where they entered the kitchen so I could hear what they were saying. As I listened, I began to realize that I was witnessing a first time. She had not cheated on me before and she was reluctant to cross that line even now. He was coaxing her but she was resisting. She was making light of his advances but she was resisting by trying not to take him seriously.

Come on Kim, Brian was saying in an almost whining tone, No one will ever know.

No Brian, Kim said with a shy giggle, I'm married and you're like� what�twelve years younger than me? I noticed her face flush when she answered him. I knew that look on her face too. She was not all that opposed to the idea of fucking him and was wrestling with her inner demons. Who could blame her? Brian was slightly over six feet tall with a very athletic build. He had sandy blonde hair and sky blue eyes that sparkle when he laughs. Add to the fact that he was wearing a blue pair of athletic shorts and a red muscle shirt that showed a few light brown chest hairs and I was surprised she was putting up any fight at all. He reached out to grab her but she wriggled away, turning her back to him but facing the camera in the process. You really need to stop this, she said, with a shy giggle again.

Why? Brian asked her again teasingly. Then I saw him put his right hand on her ass. She quickly turned back to face him pushing the arm away in the process.

I already told you why Brian, she answered with a bit of firmness in her voice. He responded by smiling and pulling his muscle shirt over his head. Kim's eyes had been locked on his but when his shirt was being pulled over his face, I saw her eyes flit down his body and back up again for a second. I also notice her gaze linger a bit on the growing bulge in the front of his shorts.

Do you still say �no', Brian asked as he tossed his shirt to the side and turned his bare chest to her. Her face was bright red with embarrassment but she was grinning and her eyes were shinning in the way they always do when she is turned on. When she didn't answer him, I knew her resistance was wearing down and she was beginning to contemplate getting away with it. She stared at the muscles in his young teenage chest. Then at his round and muscular shoulders that curved up into a thick muscular neck. His abdominal muscles are ripped and there was a thin line of light brown hair protruding from the tops of his shorts to his navel. For a few seconds she was bashfully taking it all in.

I'll make you a deal, she said when she finally spoke again.

What's that? Brian asked, a little surprised himself.

If you promise and I mean promise never to tell anyone�, Kim's voice trailed off as she was having second thoughts.

What's the rest of the deal? Brian asked anxiously. She looked at the floor for a second as if to build up some much needed courage to cross the line she was so desperately trying to hold a few seconds before.

If you promise never, ever to tell anyone�. I'll� give you oral, she finally answered. Satisfied to take what he could get and obviously not wanting to give her any time to change her mind, Brian hooked his thumbs into the elastic top of his shorts and jerked them all the way down.

He had on no underwear and his cock immediately sprang out. I almost choked. It was long, thick and super hard! Its tip was glistening with the precum that drenched it. When it sprang free, the tip of it poked right into the front of Kim's bikini bottoms. She let out a little squeal of surprise and her eyes were almost popping out of her face when she looked at the large appendage poking her in the crotch. She immediately wrapped her fingers around it and dropped to her knees.

As I watched my wife's beautiful mouth begin to lick the tip of the dick of my friend's teenage son, I found myself squeezing my own dick through my shorts. When I became conscious of it, I removed them and sat in front of the TV butt naked with my hand slowly stroking my ever-hardening cock.

As Kim ran her tongue along the underside of Brian's cock, she gazed upwards into his eyes as if needing assurance that what she was doing was satisfying to him. He only responded with some sharp intakes of breath as he gently stroked her hair with one hand. Then suddenly she slid the entire thing in her mouth, tip first. Her cheeks imploded as her lips sealed tight around his shaft and then, as he moaned in ecstasy, she began to slide him in and out past her lips.

While Kim was absorbed, so to speak, in the task that she was so expertly performing, Brian bent over her head and began to untie her bikini top. Kim suddenly stopped and said no. When he persisted, she looked squarely into his face and said firmly, Look Brian, this is more than I should be doing. You need to stop now or we are finished here.

I just want to cum on your tits, Brian said in an almost pleading tone. They stared at each other for a minute, Brian gently flapping his cock with one hand in front of her face. A bit angrily she finally spoke, Okay. But this is it! Don't ask me for anymore! If your parents or my husband were to find out� it would be bad.

Don't worry, I told you no one would ever know and I meant that, Brian begged in reply. Kim reached behind her back, untied the bikini top and unceremoniously tossed it to the kitchen floor. Then she promptly put his cock back in her mouth and began to suck and stroke it at the same time.

It didn't take very long before I watched Brian's cock being pulled from her lips and the first shots of white sperm hitting her in the chin, neck and chest. Kim was on the floor on her knees. Her legs were spread wide apart and she was leaning back to let him take aim at her chest. Brian was fisting his cock for all it was worth and I have never seen so much cum. His cum shots were hitting her with so much force, they were actually splattering off of her in all directions. After he shot out about a dozen squirts he was finally spent and Kim was covered in white stripes from her chin to her bikini bottoms. There were even pearly looking drops of sperm in her hair over her forehead and around her ears.

Kim looked down at her soaked body and then back up at Brian. She was crinkling her nose in mock disgust and saying, Ewe, yuck! Then, smiling, she looked squarely at his cock, which remained rock hard even after all, that cum. You mean that thing is still not satisfied? She asked teasingly.

It would be if it could fuck you, Brian answered with hope in his voice.

She stood up, turned away from him, grabbed the towel and began wiping the cum from her body. You know we can't do that, she said with authority.

Why not? He said with a whine again.

Because, it would be going too far. We already did more than we should and I feel guilty as hell about that, she answered honestly as she continued to wipe herself with her back to him.

As she rubbed a shoulder with the towel, Brian moved up behind her and wrapped his strong arms around her. As he did, he let the palm of one hand rub her belly and then sink into her bikini bottoms. I could tell he was fingering her click. For a second, I saw Kim close her eyes and her breath became labored. I knew she was enjoying it. Then she tensed and tried to turn to face him. The word Stop began to emerge from her lips but he smoother it but putting his mouth squarely on hers. She didn't pull away! I watched her tension slowly melt away as she returned the passionate kiss and I could see their tongues tasting each other when they would pull away and readjust their lips.

As they continued to kiss passionately over her shoulder, his big hard dick was smashed between his stomach and her ass and his hand was routing around even deeper into her bikini bottoms. As she relaxed, she parted her thighs a bit for him and I could soon tell that he had a finger worked up inside of her. Under her bikini, I could see his hand moving up and down as he slid his finger in and out of her pussy. Her breathing was now morphing into light moans and it was apparently becoming harder for her to breath.

Finally, while still locked in the kiss, Kim reached down and untied the bikini bottoms. First one side, then the other and let them fall to the floor. He was frigging her and now I could see her wiry brown pubes brushing the palm of his hand as his finger continued to work her into a frenzy. I could hear her pussy going slurp, slurp, slurp as his finger went in and out. Suddenly she stopped his hand, pushed his arm away and turned to face him with the most satisfied smile I'd ever seen her wear. They embraced and kissed some more, smashing their noses together in the process. Kim reached between their bodies and grabbed his cock in her fist as they kissed.

As they kissed, Kim stroked his cock up and down between their pressed bodies and she slowly backed towards the table until her ass cheeks were pressed on the edge of its top. Then she broke the kiss and slid up onto the table spreading her legs wide for him at the same time. His cock pointed right at her pussy and his eyes just drank in the beautiful sight of her pink, moist petals framed in her thick brown pubes. Kim reached out and grabbed his cock and drew it to her pussy.

I want to eat you first! Brian yelled in surprise. Kim just grinned at him deviously and shook her head from side to side.

Oh, no, she said, I want you inside me now! And with that, she used her left hand to reach over top of her pubes and spread her pussy lips while her right hand guided the tip of his cock between them.

I couldn't believe my luck. My wife was cheating on me with my best friend's teenage son. A boy who was ring bearer at our wedding when he was only 12 and I had positioned the camera at the best possible place to catch all of the action. As Brian's 18-year-old cock slowly disappeared into the pussy of my 30-year-old wife, I had the perfect view of her pussy lips wrapping themselves around his shaft and lathering up his pole with her thick white juices!

Once Brian's cock was properly aligned with Kim's tight tunnel, she was content for a minute to watch his big dick disappear into her body between her pink outer petals. When they were completely merged, his balls resting on her ass cheeks, their inner thighs touching and their pubes one big nest of hair, Kim leaned back on the table and spread her legs wide.

Brian leaned over her and grabbed the edge of the table with each hand on either side of her. Kim gazed into his eyes with both love and lust as he made ready to fuck her like she was so wanting him to do. Slowly he began to draw his cock in and out of her and with each stroke her breathing became heavier. Her eyes glazed over and her stomach muscles contracted with each stroke and I knew she was going to orgasm soon. She began to moan as he began to thrust harder and soon she was just outright screaming with each thrust.

Pound me! I heard her scream.

What? Brian said as if snapping out of a trance as he was so concentrated on his work.

Pound my pussy! She yelled at him again. Pound it hard!� Yes� Like that� Fuck me Brian!

In all the years we'd been together, I'd never heard her talk like that. It excited me beyond belief. Obviously it excited Brian too. He was about to pull out and cum but Kim locked her legs around him, drew him deep inside of her and held him there.

Aunt Kim, I'm going to cum! He shouted in alarm. She didn't respond to him because she was lost in her building orgasm. She kept him locked into her and as his rigid cock began to pulsate with the first shots of cum being released into her womb, she contracted her stomach muscles, clamped down hard on his cock and came with an elongated scream at the tops of her lungs. Her orgasm even continued long after he was spent. Then finally, breathlessly she relaxed her muscles and released him.

Brian pulled out with a plop and his cum immediately ran out of her pussy and onto the floor. Still panting, she stood up and grabbed the towel she'd used at the pool and mopped up the floor. Then she began holding the towel under her pussy as she stood to catch any residual sperm that ran back out of her.

Aunt Kim, I came inside of you, Brian said with sincere concern.

I think you can stop calling me that now, she said, It seems a little weird now and I'm not really your aunt.

Sorry, I guess I forgot in all the excitement, Brian said exasperated. But what if you get pregnant?

Not going to happen bud, Kim replied with a chuckle, I swallow a little precaution everyday.

Oh, is all he could muster with a smile in reply. They were both still panting heavily.

When she was satisfied that she had caught all of his sperm in the towel, she placed it back on the table and touched Brian's half limp dick with her hand. Immediately it grew hard again.

You're kidding me, she said with a half laugh, half squeal. You're like the energizer bunny! Brian laughed a bit in reply.

Kim grabbed the kitchen chair and pulled it out to the floor. It was turned so that the view I had from the camera was mostly behind and a little to the side of the chair. Kim made Brian sit in the chair and I saw mostly his back and a little bit of his profile. I could see most of his large member poking up over his left thigh.

Brian seemed a little confused when made to sit in the chair but as Kim straddled him, he began to understand what was happening next. While standing and facing Brian, Kim placed one foot along each side of the chair so that her crotch was opened directly above his. She grabbed his cock and slowly sat down on it as her hand guided him into her waiting gash. From my angle, I could see the upper part of his cock disappear into the center of her furry brown triangle until there was nothing of it left as if her pussy was swallowing him whole. Then it reappeared as she slowly moved up on him again. Then it slowly disappeared. Soon she sat all the way down on his lap and they embraced and kissed deeply once more as their groins began to grind together in rhythm.

Soon Kim was rocking hard on the Brian's lap and her breath was hard and ragged again. The kitchen chair was taking such a beating that one of the lower supports fell off of the leg. To this day, I still have not fixed that chair! They never noticed and never stopped. Soon she was screaming again and she came as hard as she had the first time. Brian was slamming his hips upwards into her and I could hear him groan and grunt as he shot his another load of hot sperm into my wife.

Once they finished, Kim stood pulling his cock out of her and his sperm ran out in a gush all over his lap and the chair. Again, with the towel, Kim mopped up and held the towel under her pussy. Suddenly she noticed the clock and made an announcement about me being home soon. Brian cursed a little and jumped up to throw his clothes on. Kim grabbed her bikini tops and bottoms and draped the towel over her shoulder.

I have to go jump in the shower, she said to Brian.

I'd love to jump in there with you, he replied.

I know, she cooed at him. But you really need to get going. And don't forget. Please never tell anyone.

Don't worry, he said, I never will. I promise. Besides, I'm hoping we can do this some more.

We'll see, she said with a noncommittal tone.

They kissed again like the lovers they now were and then he left the kitchen and she raced the other way with her clothes in hand. A few seconds later I heard the front door shut and then a car engine started. A few seconds after that, I heard the shower running. Then I ran out of tape.

I don't know if my wife ever met with Brian again. I always imagined they did. I never confronted her with the tape or even let on that I knew. After college, Brian moved to Florida and we rarely ever see him unless he is home for a holiday. A couple of times when our families were all together I caught them sharing a secret knowing glance at one another and I chuckled to myself. I never again set up the cameras but I never destroyed the tape either. I find it too erotic to destroy and I sometimes pull it out for my own enjoyment when no one else is home.

I hear Brian is getting married this coming December. I hope his new bride appreciates the carnal lessons taught to him by my loving bride. I wonder if he'll close his eyes while his dick is buried in his new wife and fantasize about doing it with his good old aunt Kim? For me, I learned the thrill of watching another guy pleasing my wife and I have never had a better sex life since.

Shower Fantasy

I'm taking a shower in your home and I can't hear anything but the rushing water . . . I stand under the water . . .and let it rain down on my head . . . feels soooooo niceeeeeeeee I drop my head so that the hot water hits my shoulders . . . ohhhhhhhh I slowly roll my head to the left and the right so that the water can hit my neck . . . I turn around and let the water rush over my breasts . . . and down my stomach . . . watching the water run down my body into my pussy hair . . .down my legs . . . to my feet . . .

I reach for my wash cloth and pour some soap on it . . .and lather it up so there are a lot of bubbles. . . I slowly start to rub it on my arms . . . but then I hear your voice . . . calling out my name . . . and I say in here babe . . .and you come into the bathroom . . . and pull the shower curtain back . . .and I smile at you and say missedyou babe . . .and you say want any help . . . I just smile and nod my head . . .cause my mouth is sooo dry thinking about what's going to happen next . . . you pull the curtain back more so I can watch you get undressed . . . you start with Your t-shirt and pull it off over your head . . . I sigh . . .cause you look so good then you unbuckle your belt and unbutton your jeans and unzip . . . sliding them and your boxers off in one motion . . . and you step out of them . . . and I can only stare at you . . .

You step into the shower with me . . . and take the wash cloth out of my hands . . . you pull me close to you and say lean on me babe while I get your back . . . ohhhhhhhhhh your sooooooooo tallllllll . .. . i feel so small and delicate against you . . . so I lean on you pressing my breasts against you chest my head on your chest too . . . my tongue slips out to taste you . . . your all sweaty and salty . . . you taste great Tom . . . and you say . . . babe you smell so pretty . . . you turn me in the shower so that you can get under the spray too . . . you get all wet and all I'm doing is watching the water roll off your body . . . then you bring the wash cloth over my back . . . and around my shoulders . . . you say close your eyes babe and rest a while . . . I'll wash you . . . you lather up the washcloth again and rub it down my back . . .and back up again . . . and go down again over my butt . . . and around them and up my back . . . I sigh cause it feels so niceeee . . .

But I giggle cause I can see you are getting aroused . . . your cock is twitch and getting so thick . . . I reach in between us and grab a hold . . .of you and I say babe pass me the soap . . . I don't need the wash cloth . . . I'm gonna play . . . with my bare hands . . . I pour the soap on my hands and lather it up . . . then I grab a hold of your meat . . .and slide my hand up and down on your big cock . . . upppp and down I'm squezzzzzzzin . . . and you reach down and put your hand on mine so can you show me how you like to be pleasured . . . .ohhhhhhhhhhhh I follow your instructions and squeeze with just the right pressure . . . letting my hand slide up and down your cock . . . standing up right . . . it feels sooooooo nice Tom . . .and I giggle and say Tom does it hurt to get that big . . .and you just smile and say nope babe . . .just hurts if it's not in your pussy . . . and

You turn me around and you say I wanna get your front now . . . but you drop the wash cloth and just pour the soap in your hands . . . and lather them up . . . I lean back against you . . . and grab onto your butt as I watch you start on my breasts . . . getting them all soaped up . . . you cant even see my nipples any more cause there's sooo much soap on them . . . then you slide your hands down my stomach . . . and lower to my pussy . . .my head is back against your chest . . . and my right arm is behind you neck . . .holding and caressing there i watch as your hands go lower . . and finally slide in between my pussylips . . .you need some more soap . . .you lather up your hands again and slide them through my pussy hair . . .and massage it omg . . .my knees are buckling and you grab me and hold me up my breast are wresting on your arm and wrist as your other hand continues to massage and work on the folds you find in my wet pussy . . .omgggg it feels so nice . . .i start to thrust against your hand . . .trying to send you fingers deeper . . .but your teasing me by pulling your fingers away so that you control how deep . . .

I'm moannnnnnning . . i want it now . . and i say Tommmm pleaseeeeeeeeeeeeeee and then you thrust 3 fingers in me sooooooooooo deep and fast i squeal. . . omgggggggggggg and i start riding your hand soooooooooo hardddddddddddddddd omgggggggggggggg feeeeeeeeels so nice and your other hand is on my breast sequeezing an tweakin my nipples and i drag your head down and kisssss you opening my mouth so that our tongues can do what your fingers are doing to me omggggggggggggggg yesssssssssssss

and I say I want you now Tom . . .and you say ok babe . . . put your hands on the bench there and lean over . . .let me wash your back and fanny omgggggggggggggg I lean over and you get the soap and pour it all over my back . . . I feel it being poured on my back it feels so niceeeeee I squirm back against you and feel your hard cock and you say wait babe . . .not done with your back and ass yet . . . and i'm moaning so loud and whimpering cause it feels so niceeeeeeeeee and you are washing my back hands spanning down my back thumbs down my spine fingers on the side and then down to my ass . . . and you drip more soap I feel It go down my ass crack omgggggggggggggg it's sooooo nice and you place your hands there and ask me to hold my cheeks open and I dooooooooo omggggggggggggggggg and you work your hand up and down my ass crack and pay special attention to the wrinkles there and you say relax babe I wanna taste you omggggggg then suddenly if feel you tongue there and

I press back against your tongue and it feels so nice I squeal again . . and you hold on to my hips and tell me to relax so you can get your tongue in deeper and so I close my eyes and just let myself feel your tongue and pretty soon I feel your tongue in deeper omgggggggg it feels greatttttttt omg omg im cumminnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn and I presssssss against your tongue and you slide a hand between my legs and caress my clitttttttt omggggg and my knees start to buckle again but you are holding me up and I'm riding your arm while you are working your tongue deeper omggggggggg i'm screammmmmmmmmminnnnnnnnnn Tom omg omg omgggggggggggggggggg and you take your tongue out cuase you wanna take me nowwwwwwww . . I'm so ready you can slide in tom and you stand up and slam your self into my vagina . . . all the way to the hilt . . . and i cry out againnnnnnnnnnnnnn omggggggggggggggg and im cumming so fast . .

You hear the door to the bathroom open and you glance over and you see it's your friend and he's watching us . . . he is so aroused . . .he puts down his brief case and walks farther in the room and closes the door . . . so the steam can stay in the bathroom he inhales deeply . .. he knows that scent the scent of sex he's smelled itbefore and he cant get enough of the heavy perfume of it hanging on the steam . . . he's watching you take me and his mouth is open . . . he starts to undress . . . taking off his suit pantsand steps out of them his boxers are bearly able to contain his cock it standing so up right so he drops those as well . . and grabs a hold of his cock . . . and starts to stroke it and rubbbbbbb all the while watching us . . .

He takes off his tie and shirt with one hand cause he cant stop rubbing for a second the scene before him is so hot . . . he has watched us before when we didn't know. . . he would watch us all the time and jack off but now he wants to play nowwwwww. . . and he wants to join us . . . you motion him to come in to the shower with us and he walks forward as if in a daze . . . still rubbing his cock he is so aroused by the smell of sex in the air and the smell of and site of our wet bodies lost in their world of lust . . . my eyes are closed . . . but my mouth is open in a silent scream of ecstasy . . .

But I open them when I feel thighs brush against my hands and he is lifting them off the seat so that he can sit down and he places them back on his thighs and smiles . . . I smile at him and look into his eyes and say hi sweetie . . do you want to touch me . . . and learn how to makeme happy . . . and he nods his head he cant speak his eyes are on my breasts he's watching them sway as you are still thrusting from behind and moaning . . . I take his hands and place them on my breasts one on each and show him how to squeeze and I put my nipple between is fingers and tell him to pull back and take my nipple tooooooooooo omgggggggg I moan it feels so nice to have my nipples tugged that way and now I say taste them . . . . see how sweet they taste go ahead kneel down and get underneath me so that you can try to swallow them heopens his mouth wide trying to getmy whole breast in his mouth omg and I'm moaning and bucking against holding his head there . . .I giggle and say damn Tom he's a fast learner . . .

He is moaning I'm moaning and you are tooooooooo omggggggggg this is greattttttttt his eyes are closed he is so enjoying suckling on me and you are still thrusting from behind omggggggggggg and he says Lisa I wanna touch your pussy i wanna lick it like i seenTom do it . . . that's all you needed to hear and you squirtttttttt and squirtttttt inside me and slowly take yourself outtttt . . . i say omggggggg i gottttttttt sit downnnnnnnnnn . . and you let me take his place on the bench and i say kneel down sweetie . . . .and he says i wanna make you moan like i hear you do when Tom is sucking on you may I . . please . . .and I sayyyyyyy yessssssssssssssssssss . . . and then he looks embarrassed and looks away and I bring his head back again and he says I don't know how to do it ? and I say Tom help me lift my leg over his shoulder so he can reach all of meeeeeeee . . . and I guide his head downnnnnn and say just start licking and I will tell you what feels nice . . . and he needs no more encouragement and he buries his face in my pusssssssy sooooooooo fast and harddddddd and im moaning again and leaning back I cant talk any more omggggggggg it feels nice and I feel you Tom start to suck on my nipples omgggggggggggggg yessssssssssss i'm holding your head and his head . . . and screaming dont stopppppppppp omg dont ever stoppppppppppp .............................. I'm cummmmmmmmmm against his mouth sooooooooo harddddddddd .. .and he can barely breath . . . he stops licking and sits back and grabs his cock and it explodesssssssssssss great white streams erupt from it and its' landing all over me and you on my breast and thighs . . .and then you start to cummmmmmmmmm toooooooooo omoggggggggggggggg alll over me toooooooooooo omgomgomg . . yessssssssssssssss it feels niceeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee to have both my men cum on meeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee . . . you are both done and i ask you to help me up . . . so we can quickly shower dry off and continue in bed where we can all be comfortable . . .

Pool Fantasy

My girl friend invited me over to go swimming in her pool. . . and I showed up in my bikini and cut off jean shorts and ready for a lovely afternoon . . . and we went swimming and got out . . . and we were laying out for about � hour when I said the only think I hate about sunbathing is strap marks . . . so she said my neighbors are at work and my husband doesn't come home from work till 7:00 pm . . . so why don't we go skinny dippin . . . and so I said ok . . . she said yea we don't have any neighbors . . . and this is a 6 foot stockade fence . . . . so I got up and took off my bra part of my bikini and then slipped off the bottoms . . .and massaged my breasts for a second . . .and then combed my fingers thru my pussy hair cause it was all matted down from my bikini and it felt nice to have the breeze blow thru it and stir it. Ashley stripped as well . . . she's big on top too . . . we were very popular in high school . . .

Then Ashley said last one in is a rotten egg and we start to run towards the pool . . . hehehhehe but she cheated and pushed me and then her dog got in my way so she won. . .but I followed . . . ohhhhhh the water was cold on my hot skin . . . omg it feels nice to skinny dip . . . I floated on my back for a few minutes . . . then Ashely swam underneath me and pulled me under. . . brat . . . I've known her since high school . . . so we've seen eachother naked . . . a lot . . . in school locker room and stuff like that . . . so I felt comfortable with her . . . Then we played like that for a few minutes . . . dunking each other . . . coppin a feel every now and again .

Then we laid out on her floaties . . . but she took the yellow one . . . and I had to take the pink one . . . I like yellow better . . . but oh well . . . we were floating on the floaties for a little while when a helicopter buzzed over head . . . and flew bye . . . then a few minutes came back again . . .flying lower . . . and me and Ashely were smiling . . . to ourselves. . . he flew bye again . . . and again . . . and then he hovered over head . . . for a few seconds blastin air down on us . . . I knew he could do that cause it was a sheriff helicopter . . . then we waved to him and he dipped the helicopter in sort of a wave to us . . . and a gave us a salute and he blew us a kiss and kissed his fingers in the italian gesture of beautiful . . . we smiled and waved again and he flew off. . .

Then we went back to laying on our floaties . . . our nipples were rock hard cause the air blastin down on us was cold and intense . . . I started to play with mine . . . and ashley did the same . . . and she said I better go in and get us some more beers . . . cause the wind had blown water in our beers . . . so she left to go get us some and I couldn't resist . . .I was already so turned on I put my hands between my legs and started to play with myself . . . it felt so nice . . .with the sun beating down on me . . .and the water and just being naked in the middle of the afternoon out in the open air . . . Ashley was a long time in the house but I didn't care cause I was playing with my pussy and making myself cum . . .

Ashley came out with a smile on her face . . . and I knew why she took so long . . .cause I had that same smile on my face . . . and she handed me my beer . . . and I took a sip . . .and we laid out on our floaties again . . . every now and a gain giggling about the helicopter . . .

We got out and laid on our loungers again me on my back and Ashley on her front . . . we had fallen asleep and I heard a noise . . . that woke me up and the dog barked but . . .then quieted down so I closed my eyes again behind my sunglasses . . . and I check my tan again and saw I was getting a little pink and so I reached for my suntan lotion and started to apply it to my breasts . . .and something caught my eye a movement of the curtain in the back bedroom . . . and I smile a little to myself . . . and I take a little longer than normal on my breasts . . .and I pour some more on my tummy . . . and down my legs . . . and I sit up and lean forward to reach down to my ankles . . .and the curtains are pulled back a little farther and I see 2 silhouettes in the room . . . I lay back down again . . . and close my eyes . . . and I say to Ashley . . .you are getting pretty sunburned on your back . . . want some lotion on your back . . . and she said sure . . .and I get up and sit next to her and I pour the sun tan lotion on her back . . . and I start to work it in . . .and I hear a gasp . . .from the open window. . .and I whisper to Ashley . . .ummmm is Tom home early from work. .. and she said I don't think so. . . I would have heard his car . . . so I tell her I think I saw the curtain move . . .in your bedroom . . . and she said let me go check she gets up and as she's at the door when it opens up and Tom comes out with a friend . . .behind him . . .they are in their business suits . . . with their jackets open . . .he's cute and he's smiling . . .at me . . .

I get up and pull the towel around me . . .slowly . . . and they say don't get dressed on our account . . . your beautiful sexy women . . . and Debbie I'd like you to meet . . .Robert he's in from out of town . . . Texas. . . we just stopped home for a second . . .cause I left a file at home I needed . . . and we're sure glad we did. . . I shake his hand after I got my towel tucked under my arms . . .and I sit down on my lounger and Tom and Ashley go in the house cause she said I got get some more beers . . . can you stay a few minutes . . . cause these are flat and warm now . . .and

You pull up the lounger closer and sit next to me . . .and you touch my shoulder and say you got some sun on you. . .you got a sunburn . . .does it hurt . . .and I look down where you're touching and as you take your finger away . . .there is a little white mark where your finger tip pressed on my soft skin . . . that goes away in a few seconds. . . and my skin turns pink again . . . and I smile and say how long were you watching . . .and you smile and say quite a while . . . . and you lick your lips and you take a long slow look down my body . . . and back up again to my eyes . . .and you say my god your beautiful . . . and I'm so hard now . . . and I look down at your pants and yes you are very hard . . . I can see your pants zipper straining . . . you say dam it's hot . . . and you take off your jacket and you roll up your sleeves . . .and you un buttons your shirt � way down . . . exposing your chest . . .

And Ashley and Tom are still in the house . . .and you touch my shoulder and draws a line acrossed it and down my arm . . .and goose pimples immediately spring up . . . cause it feels so nice . . .and you say ohhhhhh . . . you like that . . .and my nipples are getting hard and poking up the towel . . .and you see that and you are staring at them . . . and you trace that line back up again . . .and to my neck and you draw a line down my chin and you say look at me . . . and then you take your finger and it takes that path straight down my neck down and down lower and lower to where the towel starts . . .and then you follow the edges touching and skimming over the tops of my breasts . . .which are heaving now . . .I'm breathing so deep and fast now . . . and I lick my lips and I hear you gasp and say do that again Debbie . . . omg . . . and I lick my lips again and you say may I? . . . as your hand is now at the part of the towel that is tucked under my arm . . .

I look at him and nodd cause I can't speak . . . and he puts a finger between my breast and the towel and tugs . . .and he peels it back . . . exposing me to his eyes . . . and it's his turn to gasp now . . . and he says you are so beautiful . . . and he drops the towel to my sides and says . . . omg . . .may I touch them please . . Debbie . . . just to touch such perfection . . . and I nodd my head again . . .lost for words . . . cause I see such longing in his eyes. . . I watch his hand come towards my breasts and I lick my lips and watch as he touches the top of my left breast and then draws a line down my cleavage . . .and circles under and around my right breast . . . and he starts to draw a lazy circle on my breast . . . and says . . .omg . . . they feel soo very soft . . . I love tits . . .especially big ones . . . we were so hard . . . watchin you guys out here . . . we had to jack off . . .looking at you . . . watching you play with yourself omg . . . and he says may I test their weight . . .Debbie . . . and I say yes . . .i'm breathing and I'm watching my nipples get harder and harder . . . and he places his hands under each breast and lifts them up . . . and he brushes a thumb over each nipple . . . back and forth . . . omg . . . it feels so nice . . .my head drops back and I'm leaning back in the lounger now . . .and he's following me down with his hands and leaning towards me . . . and he moves and sits on my lounger touching my hip . . . I can feel the heat coming off him . . . and he asks can taste them . . . and I nodd my head . . .as he lowers his head . . I put my hand on the back of his neck and hold him to me . . . and he takes my other hand and brings it to his shaft and says please hold me . . . unzip me Debbie omg . . .i need you to feel what you did to me . . . .stroke me Debbie . . .I unzip his pants and he lifts up so that I can reach inside his boxers and I release his hard member into my waiting hand . . . .omg it's so thick . . .and pulsing in my hand . .. he sighs as he feels my hands on him. . .somewhere in the back ground . . . I hear Ashley say good bye and the screen sliding door open and close . . . but I don't open my eyes as he puts his hand on top of mine and presses my hand tighter on his shaft . . . and he says I love small hands . . . and he shows me his rythym on how it's good for him. . . and I follow his instructions.

I hear to right of me the other lounger being dragged closer. . . and I feel a mouth at my left breast and another at my right breast suckling my nipples and I open my eyes and see that it's Tom and he's moaning and pulling my nipple hard into his mouth . . . Tom breaks off from my nipple and it falls back against my breast . . . but Tom immediately comes back for more latching on to my right nipple. Robert immediately puts his hand on my left breast . . . and is squeezing and caressing my breast and rolling my nipple in his fingers . . . Robert has his eyes closed and is moaning . . . while I still stroking his hard cock and he says I cant wait I'm going to cummm and he starts to jerk and his eyes are squeezed shut and he starts to release. . .shooting and cumminn all over my breasts . . . some hits . . .Tom but he's still sucking and teasing my breasts to care . . some hits my face and neck and it feels so nice and hot . . . I cant believe how much is coming out and he still has more cause he says more Debbie harder . . . harder faster faster . . . and he's moaning so loud . . . I put my hand on his mouth and he opens and take my fingers in his mouth and start sucking my fingers so hard . . . omg . . .

Robert collapses to his knees by my lounge chair and Tom is kissing down my body now on to my tummy . . .and he his laying down next to me on the lounger . . and slowly sliding down my body . . . as we hear Robert gasping for air . . . Tom is kissing and licking every inch of skin he feels . . . saying Debbie I wanted to fuck you for so long . . . lower and lower . . . I put my feet on the ground on either side of the lounger and press on the cement so hot under my feet . . .burning my feet . . .but it's nothing compared to the heat of Tom's breath as he is searching down my body . . . and onto my pussy . . . he blows on my pussy and I squeal and thrust my hips up to his face . . .and he laughs and holds my hips down and says simmer down there little filly I'm coming I'm coming . . .and he opens his mouth and clamps on to my pussy . . . and is sucking . . . so hard . . . . . like a vacuum . . .omg omg . . . I'm squirming . . . .trying to get away from his tongue . . .but he has his hands on my hips . . . holding me in place . . .

Robert is watching breathing heavy still but enjoying the show. . . as Tom is using his tongue . . .and I making me scream in ecstasy . . .and Robert cant resist anymore and grabs his cock and starts to stroke it again the scene before him is so hot. . . I cumm in Tom's mouth and he's just drinking all my juices . . .and before I cumm again . . he slides up my body and slams his cock in me and I squeal again and start to cummm all over again omgggg omg omgggg yes harder Tom omg yes fuck me harder . . . and that sends Robert over the edge and he shoots a stream of cummm and it lands on Tom's back and he strokes more and aims it for my mouth and I open my mouth and start to drink omggggggg yesssssss . . .Tom cumms as soon as he feels Robert's cumm hit his back . . . and he's watching me swallow Robert's cumm in my mouth and Tom thrusts one more time hitting my cervix and then releases his cummmmmm deep inside me and collapses on me. . . and draws me into his arms as we all lay there gasping for breath. . . we watch the beautiful sunset . . . getting our second wind . .

My Exhibitionistic Fantasies Became a Reality - Chapter 1

I've known from an early age, that I enjoyed looking up a woman dress. This habit started with the young girls in grade-school, and continued right on into my adult-hood. As time went on, my sexual "likes" and "dislikes" became more and more refined. By the time I was in high school, I learned that a pair of thin soft cotton panties felt good when I wrapped them around my cock, and I jerked off into them. This was especially true if they were still warm and moist from their owner.

A fourteen year old neighborhood girlfriend of my sister provided me with this pleasure on many occasions. My sister had told me on numerous occasions that Kathy had a serious crush on me. Although she was a little to young for me, and a little bit on the plump side, she was a real dark-haired cutie-pie of Italian descent. Sexually speaking, she was way ahead of most of the girls her age.

Every time her and I got the chance, we'd get together for a little make-out session. She knew I liked looking up her skirt, and she would remove her panties and hand them to me. I was allowed to look, but I was not allowed to touch. She would rub her pussy, and pull it open a little bit, while she watched me jerking off into her panties. I was almost 17 at the time, and I always rewarded her with a fresh load of warm spunk in her panties. After I finished, she would put her soaked panties back on, and go home. Other than a little bit of touchy feely, we never engaged in actual sex. I suppose, it was the fear of getting caught, that stop us from going any further. But one thing is for sure, she was the beginning my fascination with female exhibitionism.

Around this same time, there was another girl named Dorothy who was the daughter of my parents friends. She was also cute, but she didn't have much in the tittie department. On several occasions, she stayed overnight with my sister, and she wanted my brother and I to play the old game of, I'll show you mine, if you show me yours. While he never took part, I was always ready to play this game. Even when we weren't playing the game, she would deliberately sit, so her panties could be seen. She was a little cock-teaser and she knew it.

It was from experiences such as these, that I learned things about myself. I learned that I favored small firm breasted women with petite bodies. I also learned that I was a leg man. I looked from the bottom up, not from the top down. In fact, big boobs actually turned me off, and they still do. I also learned that I was thoroughly fascinated with women's panties, and what they covered.

Over time, panties have become a fetish for me. To this day, my wife gives me her panties, and while I'm watching her play with her pussy, I let her watch me beat my meat into her panties. I'm right back to playing the same game I played as a teen-ager. As soon as I'm ready to shoot, she climbs on top of me, and slides her pussy down over my 7 inch hard cock and takes my load inside. Without the visual effect of watching her remove her panties, and play with her pussy, while I�m stroking my meat in her panties, I doubt if I would be able to shoot my wad.

Before I get into my fixation with exhibitionism, you need to know my preference for woman's clothing. Throughout my childhood and into high-school, most of the girls I ever saw wore cotton panties. After high school, I began to notice that more and more women were wearing nylon panties, instead of the cotton type. Nylon panties were also good, but they didn't give my cock as much friction as the cotton ones did. The biggest advantage to the nylon panties over the cotton ones, was that they can be sheer enough, to present a partially hidden view of a woman's cunny. This was always a thrill for me. Nylon panties also come in a wider range of styles. In both cases, I like the fuller cut panties more than the brief thong style panties. To this day, thong panties just look uncomfortable to me.

Panties aren't the only thing that arouse me. Being a leg-man, the style and type of material covering a woman's legs is also important. While most
stockings are okay with me, panty-hose are absolutely out. The son-of-a-bitch who invented them, should have been shot, as far as I'm concerned. Even the ones with a sheer crotch don�t do anything for me. Depending on the style of dress worn, knee-high socks, fishnet stockings, stay top stockings, and silk stockings can all be quite arousing. But other than a simple garter belt and panties, those heavy duty coverings such as corsets and girdles are also a complete turn-off to me. I guess I'm just one of those fellows who believe that, the closer to bone, the sweeter the meat.

When it comes to blouses, I like the semi-shear, or thin cotton type. The color and style must match the rest of the ensemble, but it doesn't have to be low cut, although that never hurts. Sleeveless blouses and open midriff blouses are especially nice for us voyeurs. I like my women to wear blouses that are snug enough to show off the shape of her titties, but loose enough to allow them to giggle and wiggle when she walks. A plain old tee-shirt can look real nice on a woman with a nice pair of titties.

Part of the reason I'm not real picky about the blouses my women wear, is because I'm not a devout tit-man. Don't get me wrong, there are few things finer than a nice pair of firm titties. I especially like the smaller ones where the stiff nipples turn upward, and look as though they're begging to be suckled. These type of tittie rarely need a bra, which are another item that should be avoided whenever possible. If a woman does have to wear a bra, then she should wear the thin wireless kind that allows us guys to see her puckered nipples.

All of these items bring us to the most important item of clothing in a woman's wardrobe, which is her skirt, or dress. Personally, I like thin, short, swishy type of skirts and dresses on my women. I do not like tight fitting skirts, tight fitting dresses, or slacks on women for the same reason I don�t like panty-hose. Besides the fact that they are hard to look under, they just look uncomfortable. I guess this is why most of my fantasies involve short pleated school-girl type skirts, tennis skirts, summer dresses, and cheer-leading outfits. Outfits that provide an up-the-skirt view, and show off lots of leg, are the ones that turn me on the most.

Of course, it's equally important that a woman wearing these items of clothing, must know how to use them to her best advantage. If a woman wears a short dress or skirt, but she spends all of her time pulling it down to cover her legs, so no-one can see anything, then the effect of short outfit is wasted. Some women are natural born exhibitionists, who know exactly how to use their clothes to their advantage. The kind of dresses and skirt outfits that Karen wore, and how she wore them, are one of the main themes I'll be describing throughout this story.

Being self-conscious about my fetish for looking up a woman's dress, I kept quiet about my habit, and just stayed satisfied with the views that I was sometimes afforded. These usually took place at bars and dance clubs. On those occasions when I didn't get lucky (which was often), I would go home and jerk-off into an ex-girlfriends pair of panties, while replaying in my mind, the flashes I had been afforded that evening. Since I had to keep washing the panties, they no longer had the scent of hot pussy in them. But they still felt good wrapped around my cock. Besides, every now and then, I was able to acquire a fresh pair of used panties.

I had gotten married in my early twenties to a wonderful girl. We got along real well together for a year-and-a-half or so. By then, the honeymoon was over and reality was beginning to surface. We had gone from the Sex Anytime, Anywhere stage, of relationships, to the Sex only in the Bedroom at night stage, of relationships. And even then, it was only once or twice a week.

In an effort to spice up our relationship, to keep it from degenerating into the Hallway sex stage, I told her about my panty fetish, and how I wanted to watch her rub her pussy (which I knew she was already doing in private.). I asked her to start wearing short dresses, so she could flash me (and other me) in public places. She wouldn't hear of it. Even worse, she thought I was a sick-O for even asking her to do these. Who knows, perhaps I was. Things only went downhill from there.

I started going to a local pub after work, on a regular basis. And in a short time, I was seeing another woman who wasn't as prudish as my wife was. She soon found out about this, and we decided to separate. I blamed the separation on her for forcing me to turn towards other women, because she refused to indulge me in my fantasies with her. She of course, argued that she had married a sexual pervert who only loved sex, and not her. nothing changed, and a few months later, she asked me for a divorce; which I gladly agreed too. But this marriage put a real damper on me, ever again revealing my sexual fantasies to another woman. I decided then and there, to keep my fantasies hidden in my secret closet.

It wasn't until I was in my early thirties, that I first had the nerves to reveal my voyeuristic fantasies, and sexual behavior, to a woman again. I met her at a pub in Wheaton, Maryland. She was sitting at a table in the front, playing a game of Pac-Man (that should tell you how long ago this was) by herself.

The moment I saw her, I knew there was something about this girl that I liked, only I couldn't quite put my finger on what it was. She had a cute petite figure with perfectly shaped legs sticking out of a mid-length pleated skirt. I couldn't tell if she was wearing stockings or panty-hose at the time, because her legs were crossed, and the skirt came mid-way down to her thighs. But the way she was crossing, and re-crossing her legs, drew my attention to them right away. She had absolutely incredible legs. She also had this curled lock of hair that hung down in front of her eyes, that also turned me on. And while she was obviously wearing a bra under her peasant style white blouse, it was clear that she had a real nice pair of firm titties up top. She had the same body shape as Tawnee Stone, the inter-net porno star had. And she was every bit as cute.

I sipped my beer for awhile, and watched to see if she was with anyone. When it appeared that she was alone, I walked up to her table, introduced myself, and asked if I could join her in a game of Pac-Man, and she replied, "Sure."

I soon found out that she was an excellent player, which was why nobody
else was playing against her. Games were usually played for a beer. Since I was an excellent player also, we hit it off right away. It was obvious we are both the competitive type, and for the next several hours, we enjoyed each others conversation. I knew then, that we were meant to meet each other.

While we played game after game, and drank beer after beer, she kept crossing and re-crossing her legs, which were in the open to the side of the small game table. It was during this time that I discovered she was wearing those stay-top type of stockings, with a pair of pale yellow cotton panties underneath. I only got the briefest of views, but this was enough to give me a hard-on that wouldn't quit. Later on, I would find out that she was deliberately flashing me.

She told me her name was Karen, and she was 25 years old. She was a manager of a health food store, and she still single. This surprised me, since she was both very pretty, as well as cute and built like a brick shithouse. This should have been a sign, telling me what kind of girl I was getting tangled with, but I was blinded by her legs, and the little peeks she was giving me of her panties. She did mention that she was dating someone, but she said it wasn't a serious relationship on her part. She neglected to mention that it was a very serious relationship on his part.

As time went by, I could tell from her slurred words, that she had had enough to drink. After a dozen or so games, she asked me if I would drive her home, and she would come back in the morning to get her car. Needless to say, I jumped at this opportunity. I hadn't been this lucky in a long time.

The ride back to her place was one filled with eye-candy. When she got into my truck, she let her legs spread wide open, giving me a view all the
way up her skirt to her cotton panties. Wow, did she ever have great legs. She kept her legs apart, until she moved a few things on the floor, so she could pull her right leg in. At the time, I was sure this exposure was purely accidental, and probably due to her somewhat, inebriated condition.

As I drove along, she had twisted her body towards me and was constantly opening and closing her legs in a most seductive manner. This girl was driving me crazy, and she didn't have much further to drive, before she would send me right over the edge. I couldn't tear my eyes away from the views she was constantly showing me. I was already horny when the evening started, and this girl was making it very difficult to pay attention to the traffic, when what I really wanted to do was pull over, and throw a lip-lock on her. By the time we reached our destination, I was damned glad, that I hadn't shot my load into my pants. It would have been very embarrassing, to explain the big wet spot on the front of my trousers. And what made everything worse, was that I was so naive, I still thought all of these leg and panty flashes were accidental, caused by all the drinking we did that evening.

She lived in a small rental apartment in the basement of someone's house. It was very neat and clean and had it's own entrance. After she showed me around her place (which took about 30 seconds), she asked me to take a seat on the couch, and she would be back in a moment. I knew she had gone to the bathroom, and when she came back out, I saw that she had removed the sweater, and kicked off the sandals she had worn that night. Her legs were very shapely, and looked soft and smooth. She had dainty little feet, and now that the sweater was gone, and she was standing straight up, I could tell she had larger boobs than the kind I usually go for. But I certainly wasn't complaining.

Throughout all of this, we continued to chit-chat, while she fetched us another beer and some chips. From my position on the couch, I could easily see into her kitchenette where she was climbing up on one of those two-step stools, to reach into an upper cabinet for a large bowl. She looked like she was struggling a bit, so I hopped up, and went over to give her a hand. The hell with the bowl I thought, it was all I could do to keep from reaching up her skirt, and rubbing her legs with my hands. I hoped she didn't see me staring and drooling, as she turned around and handed me the bowl.

Since she was short, she was only a little taller than me when she stood on the stool. I leaned over and placed the bowl on the counter as she turned around to face me. As I stood back up, she threw her arms around my neck, and leaned into me. This took me by surprise, and suddenly our lips were locked in a deep French kiss, that must have lasted for five minutes or more. My head was spinning, and my dick was quickly getting harder in my pants. I couldn't help but rub myself against the front of her as we continued to embrace.

With her arms still locked around my neck, she pulled herself up until her breasts were almost face level. She then wrapped her legs around my waist and asked me to carry her over to the couch. Her skirt had slid well up her thighs, and if it hadn't for the fact that she was pressed tight against me, I'm sure I would have seen everything up close. I reached behind her, put my hands underneath her ass and carried her to the couch. There was no doubt about it, she had a full firm perfectly shaped ass.

As I carefully lowered her to the couch, I made sure I would be in a position to see up her skirt before she closed her legs. As she laid back against the left-hand side of the couch, she didn't make any move, to close her legs. The cotton crotch-band of her panties were in full view, and I'm sure she noticed the woodie I had gotten in the front of my pants.

The beer and chips were quickly forgotten as she motioned for me to sit down on the opposite end of the couch. I was a bit disappointed, as she closed her legs and turned fully side-ways, facing me. As I sat down, she straightened out her dress a little bit and drew her legs up, until her feet were on the couch between us. She then layed back, and put her feet up on my lap. Her skirt rode well up her thighs again, and she asked me to massage her feet because they were tired.

It was then that I remembered one of our conversations in the bar, when she asked me if I liked giving and receiving massages. I told her I loved them, but I didn't know if I was all that good at giving them.

Nevertheless, I was more than happy to do this for her. As I began to massage her dainty feet, my eyes never left the hem of her skirt, which now rested only a few inches short of her panties. As I used both hands to massage one foot, she rubbed her other foot against the aching hard-on in my pants. I don't have to tell you folks, what effect this had on my libido. I knew right then and there, that I was going to get laid that night, by this gorgeous, hot sexy creature.

She slid down further on the couch, which forced her to spread her legs a little bit further apart, so I could continue giving her a foot massage. Her skirt was now all the way up to the crotch-band of her panties. But she wasn't the least bit concerned, that I could clearly see the pale yellow cotton panties she was wearing. In fact, it wasn't until now, that I realized that this was exactly what she wanted me to see.

Her panties were snug, but not to tight, and I could faintly make out a dark tuft of hair through them, just above the top of the damp crotch-band. I knew her panties were damp from the darkened area in the crotch, which caused the cotton material to mold itself nicely to the plump mound of her pussy. I continued massaging her feet one at a time, I couldn't wait for her to let me kiss and lick the soft thigh meat she was so avidly showing me. Being a true leg man, I've always loved sucking and kissing the softness of a woman's upper thighs, just above her stockings. There's never been a better pillow, than a great pair of female thighs.

My eyes stayed locked on her sexy display, and I must have looked pretty pathetic to her. As she continued stroking my hard cock with her foot, she asked me if I had enjoyed the leg show she had given me in the bar. I already figured out that she had been deliberately teasing me, but now it was confirmed. She had her hook in me, and she was now reeling me in. I was not used to sexually aggressive women, so this was all new to me.

I told her that she had been screwing with my head, from the first moment she had flashed her legs at me, and I loved every second of what she was doing to me. Her smile told me she was pleased to hear this, although I'm sure she already knew it.

Her open and honest attitude, allowed me to open up to her about my panty fetish and looking up woman's skirts. She then told me how much she loved flashing and teasing "certain men," and I was now one of them. I didn't understand what she meant by "certain men, and now I was one of them," and she didn't give me a chance to ask her.

She suddenly spread her legs wide, by lifting her left leg up over my head, and laying it on the top of the backrest of the couch. Her right leg splayed wide with her knee out over the seat cushion, and her right foot drawn up to her fully displayed yellow cotton panties. Her hands went down to the crotch-band of her panties and she began to rub the damp material into her pussy. She then innocently asked me if I would like to eat her pussy. I thought I had died and gone to heaven. She wasn't really asking me so much, as she was telling me that was what she wanted me to do.

She didn't have to ask me twice. Although I was shaking with anticipation, I didn't hesitate for a moment. I immediately turned sideways on the couch, and leaned forward, putting my face down close to her damp panties. The intoxicating smell of wet pussy was literally driving me crazy. I wanted to pull her panties to the side and push my face tight against her with my tongue as far into her hot quim as I could get it.

Just as my face was within inches of her pussy, and my fingers started pulling the crotch-band of her panties to the side, she stopped me. She used both of her hands and her right foot to push me backwards. She then said, "You men are so impatient. You don't even know how a woman likes to have her pussy eaten."

I had eaten pussy lots of times, and I never got a complaint about it before. Most of the girls I had dated until now, really liked having their pussy's eaten, and I had begun to think of myself, as a sort of pro in this department. Boy was I wrong. I had a lot to learn.

To my surprise, she told me to follow her instructions, and she would teach me how to properly eat a woman's pussy. I quickly got over my shock at her words, and thought to myself, what the hell, maybe I could learn something new. I decided then and there, to be a good student if that's what she wanted.

She then told me to stand up, and take off me pants, but to leave my underwear on. She went back to lightly rubbing her pussy as she explained things to me. She said she liked seeing a man's cock punching straight out against his underwear or sticking out over the top, if the underwear were uncomfortable. She also said she liked briefs on her men more than the boxer style of underwear. She especially liked the bikini style of men's briefs which I didn't like wearing. It wouldn't be long, before she had bought me several pairs of these to wear when we went out together.

My cock was so stiff now, that I had to pull it straight up where she could see the entire length pressed against the front of my fruit-of-the-loom briefs. This must have pleased her, because she then rubbed her foot against it and said, "Ohhh my, that's nice."

She then told me to sit back down, and to start at her feet, and lightly kiss my way up her spread legs. While I did this, she laid back, and with both hands, she started twisting her nipples through the blouse and bra she was still wearing. I already knew she had dynamite tits, even though she hadn't exposed them to me yet. My mind was still captivated by her legs and panties, and I decided to just do as she said, and enjoy the sensations she was providing me.

My lips and tongue quickly kissed their way from her feet to her thighs, and she stopped me again, and told me to slow down. She then said she wanted to make love, not just have sex. Boy was I disappointed. I thought that's what we were doing, and all I wanted, was to get on top and work my meat into her so I could get my rocks off. I thought that's what all women wanted. I had a lot to learn.

She then instructed me to remove her stockings, using nothing but my teeth. She said to do it slowly, so I wouldn't rip her stockings, but I could kiss and lick everything I uncovered. It took me about 5 minutes to get the first stocking off, and I spent several more minutes kissing and licking my way up her gorgeous soft leg. As I did this, she just laid there with her eyes closed, and her fingers were squeezing her nipples through the blouse she still had on. I knew from the sounds she was making, that she was enjoying what I was doing.

Just as I was getting ready to do the other leg, she told me to start over at her feet, and suck each one of her toes individually. I wasn't sure if this was just a test, to see if I would do what she wanted me to do, or not. While I often massaged a woman's feet, I had never sucked anyone's toes before. But I wasn't going to argue with her. Besides, I was really starting to enjoy giving her a lot of pleasure.

Once I started sucking her toes, there wasn't any doubt about whether she liked what I was doing. She moved her hands down to the crotch band of her panties and began rubbing her pussy again. The more she rubbed herself, the wetter she got, and while I was sucking her toes, I couldn't tear my eyes away from what she was doing. I was hoping at any moment, that she would pull the crotch-band to the side and let me see her wet pussy. The anticipation of this gave me a full erection. The slight heady taste of her sweaty feet and the visual effect of watching her rub her pussy suddenly caused my cock to erupt.

Boy was I pissed off at myself, for not having more control over my cock than I did. She instinctively knew what had happened, and she told me not to worry about it. It was almost as if she wanted this to happen. Most of my cum had splashed against my own belly, inside of my briefs, causing a sticky mess. But some of it had leaked through my briefs, and landed on her leg. She told me to lick it off, and to go ahead and remove the other stocking in the same way as I had just done the first one.

I've tasted my own cum before, when I kissed a woman�s pussy after I had just fucked her. But I certainly never make a practice of it. And I have never done this at a women's request.

At this point, I don't think there was anything I wouldn't do for Karen. I wanted more than anything, to get into her panties and she knew it. My cock had only deflated a little bit, and I knew it would be re-charged quickly and ready for action again real soon. In a way, I was kind of glad it happened this way. At least now, when I did shove my cock into her, I wouldn't shoot off right away. While I've never been prone to pre-mature ejaculations, there have been a few times, that I shot my wad, before I had the chance to get my dick good and wet.

I did as she asked, and licked the few globs of my cum from her leg, while she watched me, and continued rubbing her panty covered pussy. Surprisingly, the taste of my own cum seemed erotic in this situation.

As soon as I finished licking my cum from her leg, I moved on, to her other stockinged leg. Once I had removed the second stocking, I started sucking sucked on her toes again, and slowly this time, kissed my way up her legs to her thigh. It was obvious that she was thoroughly enjoying all of this attention. Her fingers were pressing deep into the groove of her pussy
now, and I could even see the wetness on her finger tips. She then told me
to lick my way up to the elastic leg-band of her panties, but not to go underneath.

I've always enjoyed licking and kissing the area nearest a woman's panty covered pussy. And I knew I was going to especially enjoy doing this to Karen now. It was my turn, to show her some of my own moves. As my nose came into direct contact with her now sodden panties, the smell of her sweet pussy brought my erection to full size again. She gripped my head with her fingers, and held them there as my tongue traced a line along the leg-band of her panties. It took a lot of inner strength, to avoid ripping her panties off, and diving in face first. But I didn't want to destroy the sensations I was giving her, for the sake of my own lusts.

She then told me I could use my teeth to remove her panties, and to work them down her legs slowly. She had to lift her ass up a bit, so I could slide my hands under the top of the backside of her panties. I then held her firm ass-cheeks in the palms of my hands as I worked her panties down off of her hips. A small tuft of brown curly hairs appeared at the top of her pussy as I continued pulling her panties down with my teeth.

The wet crotch band stayed glued to her well oiled pussy, before it finally gave way and pulled loose from her pussy. As my face slid down through her pussy hair, my nose was suddenly filled with the scent of hot cunt, and my balls felt like they were going to burst again.

Her legs were slightly splayed open causing the crotch-band of her wet panties to be stretched wide between her thighs. I lowered myself to the floor for more room, and from this prone position, I could easily see her perfectly formed cunny up through the stretched leg openings of her panties. Her soft pussy mound was clean shaven except for the small tuft of curly hairs at the top. The flesh colored opening of her outer pussy lips was slightly open, and I could just barely see the inner pink hole of her love canal.

At the top of her pussy, her almost hidden clitoris looked stiff, but it was just barely peeking out from between the lips, so I couldn�t tell for sure. I could also see the lower portion of a perfectly shaped pair of ass cheeks. The
knot in my balls was beginning to surface again, and I knew I had to
concentrate on the job at hand, to keep from cumming again.

Just as I started to pull her panties the rest of the way down with my teeth, she told me to take the crotch-band of her panties in my mouth, and suck her juices from it. I gladly complied. While I did this, she reached down with her fingertips, and gently pulled her pussy lips apart, right before my eyes.

There it was; the tight pink opening to her inner core; the prize I was waiting to get into all evening. With the index finger of her right hand, she began flicking her stiff little clitoris back and forth repeatedly. From the moans she was making, it was clear that she was one the throes of her own orgasm.

The sounds, the smells and the tastes I was receiving, were just too much for my mind to handle. My cock erupted again, and I lost another load of hot cum. And I hadn't even fucked her yet. Damn-it - damn-it, damn-it, I cursed myself, for my lack of control - - - again. The only time this ever happened to me before, was when I was a punk kid in high school, and a bunch of us guys went to a strip-bar on The Block in Baltimore. This girl was really fucking with my head, and she knew exactly what she was doing.

With her wet panties still in my mouth, and a second load of my own cum
in my soaking wet briefs, she innocently looked up at me, and asked me if there was a problem that she could help me with. I wasn't sure if she was serious, or making fun of my lack of control.

I don't know whether it was from embarrassment, or my own male ego, but I pulled my mouth away from her panties, and I told her I was getting very frustrated from shooting my wad, before I even had the chance to fuck her. I've never come more than three times in a row, and I had already spent my first two loads.

"Patience" she assured me, "will be well rewarded." She then told me to go
ahead, and finish pulling her panties off - - - with my teeth. "You men need to learn how to give pleasure, if you want to receive it," she said. She then pointed out, that although she loved what I was doing to her, she had not had an orgasm herself yet, and I already had two of them. She had a point there.

There was no doubt about it, she was the one in control. As I leaned down to pull her panties off the rest of the way with my teeth, the impact of what was really going on, suddenly hit me up-side the head. She was treating me, just like most men usually treat women. Only instead of, Wham, bam thank you ma'am, she wanted me too, Purr, in my fur, thank you sir.

Karen was obviously a master at both giving pleasure, as well as receiving pleasure for herself. She had told me earlier on that evening, that she had an instinctive sense of knowing, which men and women, had the same sexual preferences that she had. I didn't pay much attention to this at the time; probably because I was still thinking with the little head, while I was trying to peek up her skirt. But I now understood, that this is what she meant by the term "certain men," she had used earlier. This was all about control, and I was her latest victim.

I finished removing her panties, and was just about to say something about this control issue, which was bothering me, when she suddenly surprised me by telling me that it was my turn, and for me to get up on the couch, lay back, and enjoy the show. I wasn't sure if she sensed what was going through my mind or what, but I'm smart enough to know when to keep my mouth shut.

She cleared off a coffee table that was by the wall, and moved it over in front of the couch where I was now laying back as she instructed. She went into her bedroom and brought back another pair of clean dry panties, which she handed to me. They were also cotton, but this time they were pastel pink.

I must have had a quizzical look on my face, because she told me to just relax, and she'd take care of everything. She kneeled down in front of me and worked my still wet underwear down my legs and off of me. Then, she pressed my underwear to her lips and licked the heaviest concentration of my cum from the material. She then leaned forward, and softly sucked my semi erect penis into her mouth, where she licked it clean with her tongue. As my cock began to stiffen up again, she pulled her mouth away, and wrapped the clean pink panties around it. She then told me to rub her panties up and down on my cock, while I watched her remove her clothes. But I was absolutely forbidden to cum again, because she wanted the next load for herself.

I was stunned and speechless at what she was doing and saying. How could she have known about my fantasies. She was still in control, but everything she was doing was for me - - - or so I thought. She got up on the coffee table, and without the aide of music, she began to do a slow grinding sexy dance. As she did this, she started asking me questions while she continued her slow strip-tease. Do you like the way my nipples show through my blouse? she asked, as she slowly unbuttoned it down to her waist.

Do you like my lacy bra, or would you rather I walked around braless for you when we go out together? she asked, as her bra came into full view, when she pulled the bottom of her blouse out of her skirt. I quickly realized that she wasn't really expecting me to answer the questions, as much as she was putting ideas into my head.

I started fantasizing about the things she was saying, as I stroked my meat in her soft pink panties. Do you want other men to see my hard nipples when we're together? she asked, or would you rather I wear a bra and keep them covered? Her blouse now fell to the floor, and she cupped her hands under her gorgeous bra covered tits and pushed them together, and up towards her chin. Would you get jealous if another man squeezed my breasts while I was dancing with him? she asked, or would you even let me dance with another man?

I was a bit surprised that she was asking me these questions as though we were already a couple. But there wasn't a doubt in my mind that we were going to be seeing a lot more of each other beyond that night. Had she really known me, she would have known I was the jealous type. On the other hand, she was bringing out my deepest and darkest fantasies - - - fantasies that I had kept hidden for many years. I wanted a woman who would tease me. But the real excitement for me came from knowing that other men were enjoying the sights, that she was teasing me with. Of course, I wasn't about to admit this to her, - - - not yet, anyway.

She was now reaching behind her back, and undoing the hook to her bra. As it fell to the floor, she cupped her firm titties again, and pushed them up so she could lick the nipples. Damn they looked good. I couldn't wait to get my lips on them.

You like looking up a girls dress don't you? she asked, as she reached down and slowly raised her skirt higher and higher. I began stroking my meat faster and faster as she continued teasing me with her erotic questions and strip tease. Would you like for me to wear really short skirts and dresses from now on, when we go out? she asked. She held her skirt about 6 inches above her knees, and asked me if I liked it this short, or shorter. I usually don't wear any panties, she said, but if the skirts and dresses are too short, I guess I'll have too wear them more often.

She then pulled her skirt within inches of her pussy and said, Men are always trying to get a quick feel when I wear my skirts and dresses this short. So I'll only wear them like this when we're together so you can protect me. Are you still going to want me to wear panties if I wear skirts this short when we're together?' she asked.

By this time, my eyes were closed, and my mind was visualizing her in an ultra short skirt, without panties in public. My fantasies were all coming back in full force as I continued stroking my cock faster and faster. My cock was rock hard again, and I wanted Karen to climb onto me, and lower her pussy down onto my cock.

Ohhh yeah baby, fuck me, I begged, as my ass was now hanging over the edge of the couch. But she wasn't done with me yet. She knew I was about to blow another load of hot cum, so she got back down between my legs again, and sucked the knob of my cock back into her warm wet mouth. I raised hands above my head, and gripped the cushions for leverage. She wrapped her fingers around my hard cock, which was still wrapped in her panties, and she took over the job of jerking my cock, while her lips and tongue played havoc with the knob of my dick. She then leaned down further, and starting near my anus, she licked my balls with long wet strokes of her tongue.

That did it. I couldn't hold back anymore. Just as I was about to shoot my third wad, I felt her lips clamp down over my cock, and she sucked it in as far as she could get it into her mouth. I put my hands back down on her head, and I held her it there, as volley after volley of my hot jism shot down her throat. She swallowed every single drop, and she licked my cock clean as I laid still, waiting for the intensity of my orgasm to come to an end.

After several minutes, she led me into her bedroom where we both laid down on her bed. She then said, Let's get some sleep, we have a lot of things to talk about in the morning. She got no argument from me, as I rolled over and held her close to me. She fit against me like a hand in a glove, and the warmth of her body, and the sweet fragrance of her hair, put me to sleep almost immediately.

My Exhibitionistic Fantasies Became a Reality - Chapter 2 - Part A

When I finally got up on my feet, I did a couple stretching exercises. Then I put my shirt and pants back on. The lack of underwear allowed my cock to hang free, and bounce around in my pants. I usually don't walk around like that because the extra stimulation causes my dick to keep getting hard-ons. But for some reason, it felt good today.

I headed to the little kitchenette where I could hear Karen humming to a tune on the radio while she was cooking breakfast. She was standing at the stove, putting some bacon, eggs, and toast on two plates. It had been a long time since a woman had cooked breakfast for me, which made this a real nice treat.

Karen didn't know I was up yet. When I got to the kitchenette door opening, her back was too me, and I had to decide whether to walk up behind her, and give her a hug, or just hang back and admire the view. Being the voyeur that I am, I opted to enjoy the view.

She didn't have anything on, except a little cotton night-shirt that just barely covered her ass. Her legs were a little on the short side for her body type, but that suited me just fine. I usually attract tall women with long thin legs. I guess it's because I'm big and tall myself, and tall women tend to gravitate towards tall men. But Karen was short with a stocky build; not at all fat mind you, but solid like the build Mary Lou Retton, the gymnast had. In fact, their builds are almost identical.

Like so many other women, Karen thinks her hips are too wide. But they look absolutely fantastic to me. I want my woman to have some hips. It's part of what makes them look feminine. I never could understand what the hang-up is, that most women have about their hips.

But if we're talking about big asses; well that's another matter altogether. I don't care much for those big fat asses I see on some women. But I don't like those little flat asses either. Karen has a great ass; not to big, not to small. Her ass is firm, but still soft and pliable. She has the kind of ass a man likes to hold onto, and squeeze, when he's pulling a woman against him.

If I had to choose something that wasn't quite right for me about Karen�s body, I would have to say it was her tits. And this certainly isn�t meant as a complaint. This is one of those areas where I differ than most men.

Karen's tits are a bit larger than I usually prefer on my women. They aren't overly large, but they're large enough to draw a lot of attention. I noticed that last night at the pub. The nice thing about Karen's tits is they're firm, and I'm sure she wouldn't have to wear a bra if she didn't want too. Another nice thing about her tits is that her quarter size nipples always seem to be stiff, and pointing upward. They look like they want to be suckled and kissed all the time.

I usually prefer small little girl type tits on my women. Some people would accuse me of having a pedophilia complex for saying that. And if the truth were known, maybe they're right, because I've always favored the young innocent little girl types. And except for the size of Karen's tits, she fits the little girl type perfectly.

From my position behind her in the doorway, I could see Karen's perfectly shaped ass swishing back and forth under the little night-shirt she wore. I suspected that she didn't have any panties on, because I couldn't see any panty lines against the thin material. But it wasn't until she bent over, to get some juice from the refrigerator, that my suspicion was confirmed. She wasn't wearing any panties, and I got a good look at the twin cheeks of her ass, as well as a quick peek at the little bald beaver between her thighs. My dick started to tingling again in it�s loose surroundings.

As she stood back up, she must have noticed me standing there, staring at her. She put the orange juice on the counter, and in one fluid motion, she turned around, reached her arms up around my neck, and pulled my face down to hers. Then she gave me a real nice good morning kiss.

Good morning, she said, with a big smile on her face. How long have you standing there?

Not long, I answered. The smell of breakfast woke me up, but it's that dynamite ass and legs of yours, that are keeping me glued to this spot now, I added with a big grin on my face.

She reached down, and gave my semi-erect cock a firm squeeze with her fingers, which caused it to stiffen even more. Hmmm, I wish we had time to pick up where we left off last night, she said.

Damn girl, does your motor always keep running?, I asked in a jokingly.

Pretty much, she replied. Don't forget, you got Mr. Willie's problem taken care of last night, but I'm still horny, she reminded me.

I thought the name she called my dick; Mr. Willie; was kinda cute. But I knew she made a good point. I had shot three loads of cum last night, and we haven't even fucked yet. And even though she had had gone ahead and given me that fantastic blow job last night, I fell asleep before I had the chance to pay her back, by eating her pussy for her.

You're right baby, I said, as I helped her carry the plates and glasses to a small table in the living room. I owe you big time for last night, I continued. We'll have to get together again real soon, so I can even up the score, and take care of Miss Tulips for you.

She laughed at the name I gave her pussy. From that moment on, Mr. Willie, and Miss Tulips would be the pet names for our sexual organs. Ohhh, And what are you planning on doing to Miss Tulips when you see her again, she asked smiling.

Well, I'll probably take her out to dinner, and make her the main course, I replied. I then started licking my lips and flicking my tongue in a suggestive manner. From our previous conversations, I already knew Karen liked having her pussy eaten. In fact, she liked that more than anything else.

Hmmm, is that a promise? she asked. It wasn't so much what she asked, but the way she asked it, that made me wonder what she had on her mind.

I promise baby, I said. I really do owe you for last night. That was absolutely fantastic. And Mr. Willie thanks you also , I added jokingly, as if he was another person.

How about this afternoon?, she asked seriously.

This caught me by surprise. We had already discussed what we were both going to be doing today in the pub. On Saturday�s, and I usually take my laundry to the Laundromat, and then goof around the rest of the day until evening, when I visit my favorites watering holes.. She told me that she had to work today, and she couldn't get off until 8:00 P.M.

I thought you had to work today, I said, as we both sat down to eat. I really did want to spend the day with her, but I thought that was out, because she had to work.

I sat on one side of the table, and she sat on the opposite corner facing me. She had her right leg curled up under her ass on the seat, and her left leg was raised up in the air, with her left foot on the corner of the seat. She had pulled her night-shirt up over her right knee which looked really sexy, because I could see straight up the night-shirt to her cute little tuff of pussy hair. Her right foot was wiggling up and down, while the heel was pressed against her cunny, hiding it from my eyes. I knew she was stimulating her pussy by doing this, which was a real turn on for me.

She knew I was staring up her night-shirt, but she didn�t make a single move to hide anything. I saw her smile, when she saw me reach down with my left hand, and straighten out my stiffened cock, too a more comfortable position. Her teasing was having the desired effect on me.

I do have to work, she said, but you could come to the Mall and visit me during lunch time, and we could have lunch together.

That sounds great, I replied. What's a good time for you?, I asked.

I was eating with my right hand, but my left hand stayed under the table where I could continue to rub and squeeze my new hard-on, while I stared up her night-shirt. I'm sure she knew what I was doing, and I didn't care anymore. This girl was teasing me every time she had a chance, and I needed to get some relief somehow.

How about 2:30?, she asked.

Sounds good to me, I replied.

We finished breakfast in a hurry, because she had to get to work soon. She was the manager, and she had to open-up the store in the mornings. She asked me earlier, if I would drive her back to her car, which we had left in the parking lot at the pub the night before. Although it was in the opposite direction of where I was heading, this would give us more time together, so of course I said, Yes.

Then, she surprised me again, by handing me a key to her apartment. Although I have a reputation as a honest person, we had only known each other for 14 hours or so. I've known some people years, and I still don't trust them.

She must have sensed my surprise, because she added that the reason she was giving me her key, was so that, I could come back and use her dryer, and pick up my underwear, if I needed them. Besides, she added, I trust you.

I knew this was a flimsy excuse, but I also knew that this action on her part meant more, than just picking up my underwear. It was her way of telling me she liked me a lot, and she wanted to continue seeing me. The feelings were definitely mutual. So even though I knew I wouldn't be coming back to get my underwear, I went ahead and put her key on my key chain.

Since I was already dressed, I just sat there and waited for her to get dressed.
In stead of getting dressed in the bedroom, she brought her clothes out to the living room to get dressed. This was fine by me. I watched her put on a pair of very lacy sheer panties. Next, she put a bra on, but it was one of those thin snug fitting, lacy types, that did nothing to hide her nipples. Over these, she put on a thin cotton print dress that buttoned down the front. She left the two top, and two bottom buttons undone. It surprised me little, that she didn't bother with a slip, but lots of women don�t wear slips anymore. The hem of her dress was several inches above her knees, and she completed her outfit with a pair of nice strapless low heeled shoes, without any stockings. I just sat there, taking all of this in, while I was still squeezing my semi-hard cock. There was no question about it; she looked fantastic.

We left her apartment and walked out to my truck where we both saw the damage at the same time. Some ass-hole had smashed both of my headlights. I was parked on the street, in stead of the drive-way, and she could tell, that I was really pissed-off about this. I asked her if this kind of thing happened very often in this neighborhood, and she said, No, hardly ever.

It never dawned on me that this could have been caused by someone she knew. But as I was looking for a brush to clean up the mess, she said she suspected that she knew who had done this, and that she would find out for sure, this morning

I told her to tell me who it was and I would take care of it but she obviously wanted to deal with this herself. In a way, I think she was madder than I was. So I dropped the issue for the time being, but I did tell her that I wanted to know who it was, and that they were going to have to pay in full for the damages. She agreed, and nothing more was said about it, as we cleaned up the broken glass, and left.

I was still pissed-off about the headlights, but I decided not to let it ruin the rest of our day. Besides, I had agreed to let her handle this issue, and it was now my turn to trust her. I also didn't want to come across as one of those I want to kick some bodies ass type of guy either. I knew she was the kind of women who saw that kind of behavior as being very immature.

The drive to her car was filled with general chit-chat, as she turned side-ways on the seat and faced me. When I looked over at her, I could see all the way up her skirt to her sheer panties. Her legs were only slightly spread, but I could see the cheeks of her ass, and a dark area just above the panty gusset, which I knew was her little mound of pussy hair.

Wow girl, I said, you're going to have to be careful how you sit in that dress.

Why? Don't you like the view? she asked teasingly, as she spread her legs wide apart, showing me the entire crotch-band of her sheer panties. Her right hand reached down, and she rubbed her fingers up and down through between her pussy lips through the panties. I could see the moisture seeping thorough her panties and they became more and more sheer with each stroke.

Boing!!! My dick immediately jumped to attention. Damn, this girl is one hell of a fucking little cockteaser, I thought to myself.

I had to rip my eyes away from her tease so I could look at where I was going. Suddenly, I panicked. In one motion, I quickly reached across and grabbed her, as I slammed on the brakes, to avoid hitting the car in front of us. Both of us suddenly realized, that we had come within inches, of slamming into the car in front of us.

Wow, that was a close call., I said, as my heart was still pounding with an adrenaline rush. I'm sorry about that. Are you okay? I asked.

I was able to keep her from being thrown forward, which gave her enough time to reach up and grab the dash. But she still could've hurt herself somewhere.

I'm fine, she replied, as she straightened herself up. I guess we're both going to have to be more careful what we�re doing, she added with emphasis on the word careful. We both laughed at this little double play on the word, but she made a good point. I was going to have to pay more attention to the road, and less to her flashing, before a we get killed.

We got to her car without anymore incidents, and I went around to her side and opened the door for her. I guess I�m from the old school, and to this day, I still believe a man should open the door for a lady. When she got out, she reached up and put her arms around me, and she said, Don't worry, I'm very careful about when, where, and to who, I do my flashing routine.

She then pulled my face down to hers, and gave me another one of those long hot tongue kisses. When she finally let go, she hurried over to her car, while she was waving good-bye. I just stood there and watched her as she unlocked the door and got in. She started the car, rolled down the window and yelled, Thanks for everything, I'll see you this afternoon. And don�t forget your promise to me. And then she drove away.

She never even gave me time to tell her, that it was me, who should be thanking her. I just stood there in a daze; my mind about three steps behind hers. I was still trying to figure out what she meant by, her flashing routine. And what was that stuff about a promise? What promise was she talking about? Did I made a promise to her? Was I supposed to do something this morning, and I already forgot what it was?

I started thinking about everything that had happened in the last 16 hours. We'd only been together for that long, and already, I felt like I've known Karen for years. This was a sure sign, that I was falling for this girl, and that made me feel very uneasy for some reason. It wasn't because we had only known each other for 16 hours. The uneasy feeling I was having, had something to do with the way she seemed to be able to handle me so easily.

I drove back to the row-house where I live in NE DC. I picked up my laundry, checked my messages, and took a hot shower. By 12:00 p.m., I had already dropped off my laundry, which gave me enough time to go to a service station, and have them put two new headlights on my truck, so I could use it that evening.

I got to Karen's store about 10 minutes early, so I decided to let her know I was there. When I walked in, there was an attractive young girl ringing up a sale for a customer on the register. She looked at me, smiled, and went about her business. I didn't see anyone else, but I heard voices in the back of the store, so I headed down an aisle towards the voices, to see if I could find her.

When I got to the end of the aisle, I turned the corner, and there she was, putting some small boxes up on an overhead shelf. She was standing on a step ladder, with a small audience of men around her. It was obvious as hell, that they were ogling her legs, and three of them were trying to look up her skirt. A pang of jealousy washed over me, as I wondered if she knew what they were doing. I stepped back a few paces behind some boxes, where nobody could see me. From my position, I had a good view between some merchandise, that was stacked on the shelf in front of me. I felt a bit sheepish spying on her, but I wanted to watch for a few minutes, and see what was going on.

There was a black guy squatting down on the floor right below Karen, removing the small boxes from a larger carton, and handing them to a young white guy who was pricing them, and handing them to Karen. Off to the side and behind Karen, was two old guys standing there talking to each other, and I figured they must be customers. The black guy looked to be in his late twenties, or early thirties, and the white guy was just a kid, maybe 19 or 20 years old. The two old guys were well into their 60's. Irregardless of their ages; one thing was for sure; all of them were watching every move Karen made.

Each time Karen leaned over to take some boxes, from the young kid, the unbuttoned top of her dress would gape open, giving him a great view of her breasts. She didn't seem to notice him looking at her tits, and if she did, she wasn't doing anything to hide the view. But what really shocked me was what the other guys were doing. The black guy was right below her, and each time she leaned forward, he would twist his head so he could look right up her dress. Even though her legs were together, I knew he was able to see the front and rear of her panties. And I'm sure her ass crack showed right through the sheer material of her panties.

I couldn't blame him for looking. Hell, if I was in his position, I would have doing the same thing. She was high enough, that each time she leaned over, the two old guys behind her, would bend down so they could look up her dress also. While their view wasn't as good as the black guys, I'm sure they saw enough to make their day.

When she stood back up, and reached up to put the boxes on the shelf, her dress would ride up several inches, and her titties would push out against the front of her dress. My first instinct was to rush forward, and chastise these men for their improper behavior. But something held me back, so I stayed put, and continued to watch what was going on.

Certainly a woman as old as Karen must know that this is what men do when they get the chance, I thought. She was either letting these guys look up her dress, or she was incredibly naive about men. And I already knew her well enough to know, that that wasn't the case. It was obvious to me now, that her display was not accidental. She was deliberately letting these guys look up her dress. But why would she let a bunch of guys look up her dress, I wondered to myself? Just then, it dawned on me, that she was doing this for the thrill. She must be an exhibitionist, and she gets her kicks, by flashing and teasing the hell out of men.

After all I surmised, she had done a great job of teasing me. My own ego had fooled me into thinking that her teasing me, was because she liked me. My ego was suddenly deflated, and the truth hid me hard. There wasn't anything special about me to her at all. All kinds of emotions were running through me at that point. Rage, hate, jealousy, stupidity, all of them were twisting my guts. Here I was, falling in love with the perfect women, and here she was, teasing the hell out of other men, the same way she had been teasing me.

As I continued watching these guys look up her dress, with her obvious approval, my next instinct, was to leave the store, and forget about Karen. For a brief moment, that's exactly what I decided to do; until I suddenly realized that here I was, watching all of this going on, while my hand was moving back and forth, rubbing my rock hard cock through my pants. I looked down, and sure enough, I had a raging hard-on. What in the hell is wrong with me? How could I be getting a hard-on watching the woman I cared about, display herself to a bunch of strangers? I didn't have time now, to think about these questions as I looked around, to make sure I hadn�t been caught wanking my meat. The coast looked clear, so I turned my attention back to the scene before me. And my hand moved back to my cock.

The shelf Karen was loading was now full, and she couldn't quite reach the top shelf. So she stepped up one more rung on the step ladder with her left leg, and she stretched her right leg over to the shelving to give her additional support. so she could reach higher. She had to spread her legs about 25 or 30 inches apart in order to do this. The unbuttoned hem her dress fell open on both sides of her right leg, showing lots of thigh. None of this action went unnoticed by the guys.

All of them were speechless and staring at the view she was giving them. The two old guys moved a step closer, so they could get a better look up Karen's dress. The black guy was getting a birds eye view of the crotch of her sheer panties, and this bothered me a lot. I knew he could probably see her whole pussy mound. And if her panties were still damp, like they had been earlier, then I was sure he could even see her pussy.

But I wasn't in a position to say anything. Karen wasn't my property. She didn't belong to me. And if she gets her kicks by flashing guys, then who am I to tell her she can�t do it. Besides, here I was, thumping my own cock, while watching her flash these guys. The only thing that still bothered me, was the fact that they had a better view, than I did. Looking back, maybe that's what upset me the most, all along.

After she put the last box in it's place, she pulled her right leg back, and started backing down the ladder. The black guy had to get up, and move out of her way. When he stood up, nobody could help but notice, the huge erection tenting outward in his pants. The kid started laughing, and said, What have you been doing down there Todd, playing pocket pool while you're supposed to be working?

The two old guys started laughing also, and then one of them added, I thought you used a wood iron in golf, not pool. This brought on more laughter. Todd became thoroughly embarrassed, but there was no way he could hide the huge lump in the front of his pants. He quickly excused himself, and rushed off to the back room.

Before he was out of sight, the other old guy yelled to him, More than four strokes, and you won't get a par. The laughter erupted again, as they smiled at each other with their heads shaking back and forth, thinking about everything that had just happened. The old guys finally turned around, and walked away.

None of this went unnoticed by Karen. I saw her looking down when the Black guy stood up, and I'm sure I saw her grinning from ear to ear when she saw his huge erection. She must have been real pleased with herself, knowing she caused it. That's what cock-teasers do. They tease the hell out of a guy, and then they walk away. When she stepped off the bottom rung of the ladder, the young kid folded it up, and carried it off to the back room.

Karen brushed herself off, making sure her dress wasn�t wrinkled or bunched up anywhere. I quickly pushed my stiff cock down one pant leg, and tried to hide it as best as I could. Then I stepped out from my hiding place, and walked up to her. Hi baby, are you ready for lunch? I asked, as I tried to act as though I had just gotten there, and hadn't seen a thing. She looked up with a smile on her face, and as I leaned down, she threw her arms around my neck, and gave me big kiss.

She was looking me right in the eyes, with a smile on her face. It was the kind of smile a person gets after they've just had a satisfying orgasm. In a low voice, she then asked me, How did you like the show I put on for the guys? Wasn't it exciting?

I was stunned. Shocked is more like it. How did she know I had been watching her flashing those guys? She caught me off-guard, and I didn't know what to say, or how to answer her. Not only had she flashed other men while she knew I was watching, but she also wanted to know if I enjoyed it.

Just then, she reached down, and gave my still stiff cock a squeeze through my trousers. Oh my, she said, Something tells me you enjoyed it a lot. She didn't need an answer from me, Mr. Willie answered the question for me. Come on, she said, as she put her arm around me, and guided me to the front of the store. I want to introduce you to everybody.

When we reached the front of the store, The young salesgirl was waiting on a customer. While we waited for her to complete the sales transaction, the two old guys, who had watched Karen's display, came up front with their own purchases. Both of them winked at Karen, and complimented her on her dress. She gave them each a hug, and introduced them to me as her best customers. She says that about all of her customers, one of them added. She just giggled, and gave him another hug. Then she introduced me to them, as Her man, which made me feel a lot better.

Ahhh, so you must be Darrell, the salesgirl added, as she took the old guys purchases and began ringing them up. I couldn't help but notice the big smile on her face. Apparently, Karen had told her something about me. She was definitely cute, with long blonde hair, and a pair of small firm titties pushing out against a little cut-off tee-shirt. It was obvious that she wasn't wearing a bra, because her stiff nipples were clearly defined against the cotton material of her brief tee. Unfortunately, I couldn't see below her bare midriff, because she was behind the counter.

One of the old guys then said he sure liked the outfits the girls were wearing. The other added, that they were almost as good as the little school girl outfits the girls wore last week. This sure got my attention fast. Were Karen and the salesgirl both cock-teasers? And what was this stuff about little school girl outfits? My mind started running rampant with images of these two girls in little school girl outfits. Mr. Willie was also reacting as he began to push out against the front of my pants.

Karen turned towards the old guys and said, Julie and I are playing tennis on Tuesday and we were thinking about wearing our tennis outfits to work. Why don't you guys stop by and see how we look. I remembered Karen telling me something about the store only being opened half a day on Tuesdays, although I couldn't remember why. I was probably to engrossed with peeking up her skirt at the time.

Sounds great, they both replied, as one of them paid for their purchases. We'll see you gals next Tuesday then, the other added, as he handed Karen a small envelope. She handed the envelope to Julie, who put it under the counter, and both girls waved good-bye as the old guys left the store. I had no idea what was going on.

Just then, Karen�s two co-workers came up front from the backroom. There was only the four of us standing there now, and no customers. Karen introduced the salesgirl as Julie, which I had already figured out. Julie stepped out from behind the counter and gave me a brief hug as a warm welcome. Wow, was all I could say. She had a real short denim skirt on, which couldn't have been more than 11or12 inches long. It barely covered her nicely shaped bubble butt. Although she was a little on the thin side for my tastes, she had nice legs, and she was one hell of a hot looking chick.

Okay, okay. Put your tongue back in mouth, and meet the guys, she said. For a brief moment, I thought I detected a note of jealousy in her voice.

She put her arm around me and introduced them as Todd and Eric. Todd was the black guy, and Eric was the white guy. She said both of them were hired as part-time stock boys, but Todd knew how to run a register, which was a big help to her. I briefly shook hands with both of them, as she introduced me to them as Darrell. As soon as she said my name, Eric seemed to get nervous, and Todd started snickering at this.

I was confused about what was going on, until Karen said, Eric has something to tell you. He reached into his rear pocket and pulled out his wallet. He then handed me $20. He said this was for the two headlights he had busted on my truck last night. It was obvious as hell that he was embarrassed to admit what he had done. It didn't help matters, that Todd was laughing his ass off, at his friends embarrassment. I guess it's true what they say; what comes around, goes around.

Before I had a chance to ask him why he did such a stupid thing, Karen told Todd to work the register, while Julie ran down and got us a pizza from the Pizza Hut in the Mall. Eric asked if he could go now and she said yes, but to make sure his time card was filled out first. He said he already did that and left.

She grabbed my arm, and said she would explain everything later on, as she pulled me behind her towards the back of the store. When we got half way down the aisle, she tuned around and told Todd he could have a two slices of pizza and to tell Julie to bring the rest to the office. She then said she didn't want to be disturbed while we were having lunch. Todd just smiled and said, Yes Ma'am.

As soon as went into the office, she kicked the door shut behind us, and reached up and pulled my face down to hers for another hot wet kiss. It was obvious that she was horny as hell. Oh god, she said. I've been thinking about this all day, she added, as her hand reached down and squeezed my semi-erect cock again. She pushed me backwards towards one of those roll-a-round chairs, which was behind a large desk. Just as the back of my knees hit the seat cushion, she dropped down on her knees, and started undoing my zipper. She pulled my pants off my legs, as she rubbed her face against the bulge in my underwear. I had put on a fresh pair of underwear after my shower, and she pulled those down also. As she was removed my underwear, she opened her mouth, and lightly nibbled my cock with her teeth.

The sensation was incredible, and after she brought me to a full erection, she stood back up, and reached under her dress to pull her own wet panties off. She rubbed the wet crotch-band against my lips and under my nose and the intoxicating scent was driving me crazy.

Just a few minutes earlier, I had a million and one questions to ask her. And now, I couldn't remember a single one of them. I took her panties from her, and continued sniffing them, as she pushed me backwards onto the chair. She told me to slide forward a little bit, and spread my legs, as she got back down between my legs. Most of my ass was off the seat and I closed my eyes, as I leaned back as far as I could go. I held her panties against my face, and was breathing through them now.

Before putting her mouth around my cock, she warned me not to cum, because she wanted this load in her pussy. She them reminded me that I had promised to take care of her needs, and she was holding me to my promise. She wasn't getting any argument from me.

The fingertips on her left hand started lightly rubbing my balls, while her right hand started stroking my cock up and down. Her tongue licked all around the mushroom shaped knob of my dick, and I thought I had died and gone to heaven. She licked the underside of my cock, in long wet strokes. I could tell, that she was changing her pace, so I wouldn't shoot my load. This went on for several minutes, and then I felt her tongue slide down over my balls to the little wrinkled opening of my ass. She then dragged her tongue back up over my balls, and I knew it wasn't going to be long before I wouldn�t be able to hold back any longer.

Just then, she started working a fingertip against my asshole. This startled me, and I knew she could tell there was a change in my mood. While I liked having a woman's tongue lick my ass, I've never cared much for having anything inserted into it; not even a finger. She looked up and told me to relax, and give it a chance. She said this turned her on, and she wanted to try it out one me. I reluctantly said Okay, as long as she understood, that I was letting her do this for her, and not for me. She agreed, and went back to licking my balls as she stroked my cock again. In a few moments, I feel her licking her fingertip again, and rub it against my asshole. The more I relaxed, the better it felt, and soon, my dick was fully erect again.

As this continued, I felt a brief rush of fresh air. I slowly opened my eyes, and was startled to see Julie standing there, holding a pizza in one hand. She was staring at my fully erect cock in Karen's hand as Karen continued to lick my balls and work her fingertip against my asshole. Just as I was about to say something, Julie put a finger against her lips, indicating for me to keep quiet. I didn't want to stop what Karen was doing, but this was really embarrassing.

Very quietly, Julie set the pizza on a stack of boxes, and closed the door. She winked at me, as she raised her feet up, one at a time, and pulled off her sandals. As she did this, I could see right up her short denim skirt, to the hairless little pussy underneath. My heart skipped a beat, and I started to shake. She wasn't wearing any panties at all, and she put her finger to her lips again, reminding me to keep quiet, as she climbed up onto the table and sat down right in front of me, with her legs spread wide apart. She reached down with one hand, and used her thumb and index fingers to spread her tiny little teenage pussy open, as she worked a finger from the other hand, up and down, through the pink wet groove. Her eyes were locked onto my cock as she licked her lips, while she continued to play with her pussy. Every few strokes, I saw her slide the finger into the wetness, as her head leaned back and her eyes closed.

My mouth hung wide open, and I could feel some spittle running down my chin as I stared at the sight in front of me. I was afraid to move, not wanting any of this to end. But I knew I couldn't hold out any longer.