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Peep My Lovely

Copyright© 2003 by Whiff

Chapter 1

Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 1 - A beautiful neighbor entrances a young hunk, leading to life changing experiences... Rather strokey

Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa   Fa/Fa   Mult   Masturbation  

It was a perfect night for him to watch her. Dark and moonless, it would be hard to see anyone in the shrubbery around their houses, particularly when he had on a black tee shirt with matching pants. He thought of it as his peeping outfit. His parents were away for the weekend, so there was no risk of them interrupting. He felt a little tingle in his belly at the adventure, and its forbidden character, but there really wasn't much risk of being caught.

Billy had been getting bolder and bolder the last couple of weeks. At first, it had just been a matter of looking out the window at her. Then, he had snuck around to the bedroom window, and run when a cat came by, getting a teasing glimpse of her in the bathroom. But the last time, he had been able to watch her undress and get ready for bed. He had seen her tits covered only by a sheer nightie, and the dark triangle of her pubic hair vaguely behind the lower hem. Tonight, he knew that if he stood on the other side of the window, and was willing to let more of his head peek out, he could see to the corner where she always put on her sexy nightclothes, watching herself in the mirror. To see her completely nude, what a turn on. His cock had been hard as a rock the last time, and he had beat off as soon as he got back to the house. He had brought a handkerchief with him tonight.

Billy Johnson was a big, handsome senior in High School. He was a star football player, and had been getting lots of attention from the girls since ninth grade. His dark complexion, with strong shoulders, a narrow waist and muscular legs guaranteed him an ample supply of dates. Most had let him stick his cock in their cunts, but they didn't seem to know what they were doing, and even when he tried to experiment, they all just let him pump them, and didn't seem to enjoy it. His prick was a little oversize, and one girl had told him it scared her. He had begun fantasizing about an older woman, and had caught his first glimpse of Sarah Davis in a bathing suit about then.

She lived in the ranch style home a hundred feet down from his home, a two story brick. They had moved in just a few months ago, coming from western Baltimore. He had been sick one day, and happened to notice her sunbathing behind her house in a white thong bikini. Though she had met his parents a couple of times at neighborhood events, and he had been introduced to her, he had not realized what a great body she had. She had always been in loose, casual clothes, and though he remembered how nice her long blonde hair was, and what a pretty face she had, little more stuck in his mind.

So it was a real shock when he saw her beautiful body in her back yard, stretched out on a towel, on her back at first. Her tits were really big, and didn't sag much as she lay there. The bikini only covered the middle of them, and flesh jiggled on either side of the thin material. The triangle of cloth over her cunt was held by strings from above her flat abdomen, and she had trim hips with a narrow waist. When he realized he could see right down to where she lay, he had gotten out his binoculars.

Magnified, he could watch her tits shake when she shifted her position, and the muscles in her stomach tense when she sprayed water on her body to cool it off. When she did this, her cunt would outline itself briefly against the white bikini, and he strained to see some hair. That was the first time he realized how sexy it was to spy on her without her knowing, and he had beat off after she had rolled over, as he watched her firm ass cheeks tense and push at the ground, her long legs glistening with the water. She had taken off the strap of the bra when she was on her stomach, and when she reached back to spray herself, he had seen those luscious boobs hanging, and popped right then.

Since then, she was all he thought about. The chances to peek at her in the evening were the high points of his life. His parents had to be out, and her husband had to be gone. He had learned to interpret her life, knowing that when her husband left, he would be gone several days. She usually watched TV until ten or so, and then took a long time getting ready for bed. He loved watching her touch herself, sometimes her breasts, sometimes her groin. She would get a faraway look on her face when she did that, and he loved to fantasize that she was dreaming of him. He had slowly learned the best spots to see the most, but not get caught.

Tonight was perfect. Her husband had left this morning with the large bag that signaled a long trip. He didn't know why the guy left for the weekend, but it made things easier. Two nights when they were the only ones in the two houses. As he slipped out of the side door and into the dark night, he could already feel himself getting hard.

Sarah was sure he would come tonight. Her little teasing games had gotten more thrilling as she got deeper into it, knowing he was watching, showing him a little more each time. It was juvenile and stupid, but since her husband's approaches to her had become so rare, it was the closest thing she got to real sex. She remembered the first time she had let him spy on her, the time he had stayed home from school, and she had subathed in her tiny thong. She had jiggled herself as wantonly as she could, and had gotten excited as hell doing it. She had seen him in his upstairs window, and the glint of sun on the binoculars convinced her he had gotten an eyeful.

She had first watched him coming and going from the Johnson front door, or helping his father in the yard, wearing just a pair of shorts. He had a fabulous young body, that was very well muscled, and a large prick bulge. Her pussy creamed as she caught glimpses of him in the first couple of weeks in the new house. They finally met at a block party. His older parents were curious, interested in she and Tad. She had been shy, and made no effort to talk with him. He didn't seem to notice her, eyeing a brunette from down the street, and she resolved to get his attention. The thong that day in the yard had done it, since he started sneaking over the next night her husband left.

She had wondered if he would, and when she heard the rustle of the bushes at the living room, she had made an effort to look sexy in spite of her frumpy housedress. That had been the first time she had felt the little ache of excitement in her belly that was now so familiar. She had caressed herself a little, but was just sort of making it up as she went along, and had been disappointed that she hadn't done more to entice him. It turned out she must have done enough. He came back the next night, later, and she was better prepared, wearing shorts and a halter, and she had sat watching TV, seeming to unconsciously touch herself. It had been a fabulous turn on, and she had headed to the bathroom intending to strip to her panties, but he had gotten scared away by the cat. Still, she had used the vibrator and cum much better than usual.

She was angry at her husband for losing interest in her. Sarah had been very sexually active as a single girl, and when she first met Tad, he had been a great lover, even though he was ten years older. He satisfied her from their very first night together, and was as attentive as she could wish for the first three years of their marriage. It seemed to her he lost interest suddenly, just when he got the promotion to Sales Manager. He came home and told her, saying "It'll involve a lot more travel, honey, but the money's great, and a vice presidency might not be too far down the road. Let's go look at houses nearer the airport."

During the move next door to the Johnson's, she had discovered his supply of magazines. He had been doing the new job for six months, and had hardly touched her the whole time. When she found the girly books, she had studied them intently, and bought some lingerie that made her look even sexier than any of the girls in the pictures. When she had tried the outfits on for him, she had been shocked at how upset he had become. "What are you trying to do, look like a tramp? That's all my career needs, a slutty wife."

She had never quite been able to draw him into a conversation about their sexlife. They would come home from a party when she had flirted with somebody, and he would jump on her, pump ten times, come, and roll over to sleep. She had bought the vibrator shortly after they moved into the new place. It had been some solace, but she knew enough about sex to be aware that it really wasn't solving the problem. She had started playing her game with Billy soon after realizing she needed more.

One of the outfits she had bought to entice Tad was a lounging pajama in opaque black sheer. It gave a hint of the skin and underwear beneath, without being transparent. She had it on tonight, with a black half bra, that allowed her nipples to show, and thong style black panties. She had decided to take her little fantasy to a new level during the evening, and was looking forward to it, particularly since she had seen Billy's parents leave with suitcases earlier. They were alone.

Billy had crept over to the good spot at the side window of her living room. From there, she was completely revealed as she watched TV, facing the corner just to the right of the window. He usually crawled the last twenty feet, so he stayed hidden by the low bushes along the wall. He got behind them, and raised his head carefully to the corner of the glass. Damn. She was there, and boy did she look neat.

She was sitting on the couch in what looked like pajamas, but they let a lot of her body show through. Her arms were outstretched on the back of the couch, and that pulled her tits up. He could see the hint of a bra underneath, but he thought he could see her large red nipples through the cloth. Her long, shapely legs were crossed, but he saw no sign of panties at the side of her full hips. She had on a pair of spike black heels. She was watching a cable movie, he thought. It was a fairly raunchy drama about an exotic dancer. He thought he recognized the sounds of a scene with the stars fucking.

Her legs uncrossed. As they did, he saw a black triangle between them. Thong panties, he decided. She rested both feet on the carpet, and her right arm left the back of the couch. Her hand found the black triangle. She began to massage herself, her eyes closing slightly. He unzipped his pants and pulled out his cock. He felt his face flush, and tingles of tension in his groin.

Her hand was stroking her twat, and as she did, her hips were humping slightly. "She's beating off" he thought. Her stroking slowly got more intense, and he began jacking on his prick. Her other hand drifted to the top button of her outfit, and she loosened it. Then the hand went inside to rub her nipple. A small smile lit her face, it's wide mouth slightly open. She had on very heavy eye makeup, and looked erotic as could be. Her blonde hair fell down over her shoulders, making a sharp contrast to the black material. His heart was pounding. His mind was carrying on a sort of running commentary.

"The sexy blonde is touching herself with passion. She can feel her fingers getting herself excited. Her full tits are quivering. Her pussy is heating up. The muscles in her tummy are tense with urgent need. She watches the man and woman on the screen making it, and wants to make it too. I wish Billy were here, she thinks. I'd like to get his big cock in my cunt. I'd like to have him thrusting it deep inside me. I'd like to offer him my boobies. Oooh, Billy."

Sarah was enjoying her tingling finger on her clit. His eyes were wide at the window, and she wondered if he had that big prick in his hand. Both her nipples were hard now, even though she was only touching one. The bra felt stiff and restricting against her chest. It fastened in the front, between the two cups, and her fingers drifted to the clasp. She pulled with just the fingers of one hand, and was surprised to feel it come loose. Now he can see my titties, she thought. She snuck a glance at his eyes, and yes indeed, they had widened. She pushed the cups away from her big globes, letting the pajama material gape open.

It felt naughty. To be showing herself to him, knowing he was touching himself as she was. Tension was jingling all over her body, and her fingers worked harder at her clitty. She was getting near the point where she had been thinking she might let him see her vibrate herself to a cum. Just thinking about that made her begin to cream, and she could smell the musky odor coming from her cunt. Now that she was at the moment of truth, she wondered whether she had the nerve. With that thought, she said to herself "Fuck it, I want to see how it feels to get off with his eyes on me, maybe shooting at the same time. I've enjoyed everything, once I worked up the nerve. This will be the best yet."

She rose to her feet, her hand still in her pussy. Her tits jiggled, as she humped in front of the tube, her fingers pressing harder at her stiff little love button. She put both hands to her pussylips, pressing them together under the thong as a finger stayed between them. The clothes were getting in the way. She wanted to get out of them. The couple in the movie was faking a completion of their lovemaking. Her eyes closed, and she groaned. Her ass cheeks were tensing as she diddled herself.

She turned toward the bedroom, and began to walk with her hips swinging toward the door. Her ass looked naked under the pajama pants. Billy realized she was going to her bedroom and ducked his head down. He crawled around the corner, passing the first window he came to so he could get to the other one, where he could see all the way into the corner where she hung up her clothes. She would have her back to him, but he could see her reflection in the full length mirror. Besides, her ass was firm and taut, and if she bent over, would flash her full slit that was shaved, revealing fat labia on either side. As he peeked up again, she had already unbuttoned the black blouse, and her tits were fully uncovered.

The nipples were dark, and their large aureola were sexy as hell against the fair skin that didn't seem very tan in the indirect light. The breasts were full, and rounded as they pillowed on her chest. He felt a thrill jump through him as she raised her hands to cup them, jiggling the flesh slightly. "How sexy is that" he asked himself. Her fingers began squeezing the nipples, and her head was bent as she seemed to be watching the effect. In the mirror, her eyes were lidded with langorous excitement, and the tits swelled around her hands.

She took out a hangar and hung up the blouse. Then she skinned the pants down, pulling them off each leg. He could clearly see the string running between her ass cheeks, and in the mirror, the black triangle stood out from her groin prominently. Usually, she stood there like that, though he had never had this good a view of her body. There was no fat anywhere, and her hips were trim and muscular, though full. Her shoulders were wide, and her stomach and abdomen were flat. They looked toned, as though she exercised a lot.

As he gazed at her, she turned and headed for the bed. To see her on the bed, he had to go to the other window. He ducked his head and crawled there, his cock still out in the night air. By the time he poked his head up, she had arranged some pillows facing him on the mattress. Reaching in the bedside table, she pulled out a long thin tube. "What the hell is that" he muttered.

She reclined on the bed, the pillows supporting her so he could see her whole fabulous body, the tits rising from her chest, her legs spread, only the thong hiding her pussy. If he didn't know better, he'd have thought she was displaying herself to his leering eyes. Her hands brought the thin tube down to her cunt. She pulled the material at the bottom of the panties covering her bottom aside, spreadng her cuntlips with her fingers. He could see the pink membranes moist below her clit, and the stiff little clitty curved out. This was the best view he had ever had.

Sarah was amazed at the pleasure her display of herself to his hungry eyes was giving her. There was no embarassment, just the feeling of being sexually involved with him. She was creaming heavily already. He should be able to see all her pussy, wet from her excitement. She grabbed the vibrator at the base, a finger on the button. She let it slip into her waiting hole. As it sank slowly in, the plastic quickly got lubricated by her juices, and it became very slippery, gliding in and out without resistance. She snuck a glance at his face, and saw that he was gaping, and letting himself be seen more easily as he tried to get as close a look as he could.

With the mechanical prick buried inside her to the hilt, she hit the button with a short spurt. The buzz radiated through her vaginal hole, and her hand at the top of her slit passed it into her clit. Her head snapped back as she groaned. "I'm committed now. Oh what a feeling." She hit the button again, longer this time, and felt her hips bucking up to the tingling heat. "I wonder if he has his cock out? Is he beating it off? Will he come with me?" She looked quickly at the window, and saw his mouth open, eyes now slitted, and movement of his shoulder. "Yeah, he's trying to get off too." She wished she could watch him shoot.

She pushed the button for a full minute, writhing at it, figuring this should be near the most he could have hoped for tonight. Her body should have him hot now, because she had come to the conclusion that they were each obsessed with this game they were playing with each other. He came over at every opportunity, and couldn't be doing much dating if he was that regular. It was as though they were already lovers, but at a distance. As her excitement began rising higher, her mind ceased to plot her actions, and a desire to please him took over. Her sensual body was undulating erotically, as the movement in her cunt, and the buzzes she gave herself got her hotter. She relaxed for moments at a time, wanting it to go on, thinking about his hand sliding over his cock.

The vibrator buzzed again, going on and on, and she was moaning and twisting with passion. No longer in control, her legs bent more, pulling up to touch her ass cheeks. She pushed more of the tube inside her, humping hard to it now. She could feel her orgasm approaching. Warmth was flooding her groin, and the buzzing was radiating thrills all the way to her tits, the nipples seeming to zing. "This is the best yet. I was right to be daring. Aaagh." She wasn't sure if she was just thinking or actually speaking, as a red haze filled her head. Her eyes were closed completely, and she was imagining his young body on top of her, squeezing her tits, groin pressing against her slit. The thrills were jumping throughout her abdomen, each buzz lifting her to a new level.

Suddenly, her climax began to happen. Her hips now heaved up hard, then froze for a moment as she pushed at her cunt with the buzzing seeming to infuse her whole body. She heaved again, then again. The waves of orgasm were sweeping through her, as she bit her lip. Cream was leaking down her bottom. She humped one last time, and groaned loud enough for him to hear. Without thinking, she sought his eyes to share this wonderful cum with him.

As he watched her fuck herself with the tube, he could not believe his luck to have caught her this way. She was an erotic fantasy, twisting on the bed, her whole sensational body exposed to his view. Her breasts wobbled, her stomach tensed and rippled, her legs sawed at the action she was giving her pussy. His hand was driving his prick toward release, frantically wanting to join her. He had read about female orgasms, but none of his conquests had ever had one. He felt the stinging approach of his cum, and pulled out the handkerchief, heedless of his being almost erect in front of the window.

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