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Subject: {ASSM} A Voyeur in my own Home (M/F, M/FF, F/F, Voy, Exh, Mast)
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A Voyeur in my Own Home

M/F, M/FF, F/F, Voy, Exh, Mast.

For adults only.  Do not read if under 18 years old.



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   I live in a nicer than average, partially wooded, new subdivision
just outside Chicago.  Its a strange place for me to live, since I am a
young (28) single male in a neighborhood of couples and families. 
Actually since the houses here are pretty expensive there aren't  a lot
of young families and kids.  Mostly older families and a few childless
couples live on my street.  The house sits at the end of a cul-de-sac
and is a modern two story in a neighborhood of ranches.  But it fits in
well with the landscape  and none of my neighbors have ever complained
that the house looked out of place.  Actually I don't really know my
neighbors.  Only a few friendly hellos and waves.  Not too many people
socialized with one another.
   
I built the house.  Actually I had it built.  Actually we had it built. 
My fiancé and I had the house designed and built before we were to be
married.  My favorite uncle died and left me a tidy sum of money.  It
wasn't enough to quit work, but it made me able to afford some things a
person my age shouldn't be able to afford, the house for instance.
Three weeks before we were going to move in and two months before our
marriage she was killed in an automobile  accident by a drunk driver. 
I was supposed to be driving with her, but was running late and took my
own car. 
   
I spent almost a year getting over her death.  For the first few months
I lived in the house I hated every little reminder of her - the
fixtures she picked out, the color carpeting we fought over,
everything.  I vowed to sell the house.  It was too big for just one
person.  I could have saved the money and lived in a nice apartment. 
But for some reason I never got around to selling the house.  I grew to
feel comfortable there.  
   
I started dating again.  Slowly at first, but then more often and with
greater  enthusiasm.  I had dated a lot of women before my fiancé.  I
had been a pretty desirable date:  secure income, good looking, nice. 
All that was coming back to me.  My recent past scared off a few women,
but to be honest I wasn't looking for a new fiancé at first.  I was
just looking for companionship  and  a good time.  Sex was high on the
list.
   
Just as my life started to really hit its stride again, I got a big
promotion at work.  The new job was great, but it required a lot of
traveling.  Usually a trip out of town every week or two for a couple
of days.  Being single it was the perfect job for me.  My increased
work load and traveling sort of brought my dating life to a screeching
halt, but that was OK temporarily.  I loved the job and enjoyed the
traveling.  My only complaint was the lack of sex during the dating
hiatus.
   
The promotion came  along in February so getting out of Chicago in the
winter to travel all over the country is a big plus.  The only problem
was getting back in my driveway after being gone during a big
snowstorm, but that was minor.  The house pretty much took care of
itself during the winter and spring.  I realized in the late spring
that I was going to have a problem during the summer.  You see, the
house has a rather large in-ground pool that requires daily
maintenance.  You have to check the chlorine and the pH and so on.  I
thought about getting a service, but I wasn't too keen on having
strangers around my house when I was out of town.  
   
Spring turned hot early that year, and I had the pool filled and
operational by the beginning of May.  In the two weeks since I filled
the pool, I hadn't taken more than a one-day trip, so no problems with
the pool.  But I knew I had a three day trip planned next week and a
two day trip the week after.  I had just about resigned myself to
getting  a service, when fate stepped in a delivered me Sarah.  I was
out trimming  my lawn one particularly hot evening when she rolled past
on her rollerblades.  Sarah was one of the few kids in the
neighborhood.  Although kid is a misnomer.  She was eighteen and
heading to college in the fall.  She had just graduated from high
school.  Her parents lived about three doors up from me.  She was one
the few people in the neighborhood I new by their first name and that I
had talked with more than a couple of times.  She was also one of the
few people who was within ten years of my age.  We started to chat
about the weather as it was 8:00 and still almost 90__  We were both
sweating. 
   
"As soon as I finish the trimming I'm hitting the pool to cool off." I
said.
   
" I didn't even know you had a pool," she said.
   
" I guess nobody in the neighborhood knows much of anything about
anybody else." 
   
" I should have known with the big wooden fence and all, but I never
really thought about it."  Sarah said. " I'd love to have a pool.  My
friend Carol has one and we hang out over there but her mom and brother
are always around so its hard to relax.  Her mom always wants to come
out and be with us and hang out and try to be cool."
   
The solution was so simple it was pure genius and luck.  " Sarah I have
a proposition for you. I have some traveling to do this summer, on and
off; a few days one week a few the next.  Maybe some weeks I won't
travel at all.  Anyway, I need someone to take care of the pool.  I'll
pay you.  It will only take you 15 minutes a day max.  I'll give you $5
a day to do it.  You can even use the pool if you like."  I could tell
Sarah like the idea.
   
" Sounds great Dave.  You don't even have to pay me.  Just getting to
use the pool would be great.  I'm working as a nurses aide this summer,
you know, doing routine nurse stuff for people who can't get out of
their houses.  I work weird hours, about 20 a week; sometimes at night
and sometimes during the mornings or afternoons."  
   
" OK here's the deal.  You can use the pool whenever you like.  I'll
give you the keys.  In fact, why don't you use the pool even when I'm
around.  I'm gone most days from 7 to 6.  The pool and the house will
be empty.  I remember what it was like to be 18 and stuck in your own
house.  I'd want to get out. You can even  have a friend or two over if
you like.  Just don't raise a ruckus or do anything to get me in
trouble."  I trusted Sarah.  She was one of those women you can tell
right away is decent and responsible.  "How does that sound?"
   
" Perfect.  When do you show me what I need to do?"
   
" How about now?"
   
" I don't want to keep you from your swim. We can do it tomorrow or
some other day if you want."
   
" No now is fine.  If you wanna cool off why don't you go home, grab
your suit, and come back to take a quick dip then I'll show you the
maintenance routine."
   
"Great.  Give me five minutes."
   
I stood there on my front lawn for a few moments as I watched Sarah
skate back towards her house.  A small smile broke out on my face.  You
never knew when good luck would come  up and strike you.  Five minutes
ago I was about to call some pool service to come take care of my pool
while I was gone. Then, boom, up skates a beautiful young woman who
offers to do it for free and all she wants in return is the use of your
pool when your not around, which you never are.  Life can be good I
thought.  I walked back towards my garage a little lighter in my Nike's
than I had been in weeks.    
   
I should probably take a time out to describe Sarah's looks.  I have
already referred to her as beautiful and that she is.  She is tallish
for a woman, I'd say 5'9".  Her long, dark brown hair is fairly
straight except for some big, light waves.  Her face is quite
attractive:  full lips, straight thin nose, brown eyes, nice skin.  Her
figure is that of the eighteen year old she is.  Breasts that are more
pert than they have a right to be.  I'd make them a B cup maybe a C. 
Nice waist, great butt and hips, shapely legs.  Overall, about a nine
on any-guy-with-a-pulse's scale.  
   
I went inside to put on my swim trunks (navy blue and yellow) and grab
a couple of towels.  Luckily I didn't have to be embarrassed about my
looks: short brown hair, sturdy but not bulging frame, average height,
pleasant face.  I'd been told I was good looking, but I knew I wasn't
great looking.  On my way down the stairs the doorbell rang.  "Come on
in!" I yelled.  Sarah opened the door and looked around.  "Hi," I said,
as I came down the stairs.  She looked up startled to see me above her. 
I guess she expected me to be on the same plane with her.  She had on
athletic sandals and an oversize T-shirt.  I was wearing nothing but my
trunks.  
   
"Sorry I took so long."
   
"Don't be silly I just finished changing and grabbing the towels. 
Ready for your dip?"  
   
"You bet, blading always makes me sweat like a pig."
   
"Well, the pool is out back as you'd expect."  I pointed the way with
the towels and we walked through the foyer, kitchen and sunroom to the
sliding glass door.  The pooldeck lay ahead of us.  
   
"Your house looks great.  Not what I'd imagined."
   
"You were expecting beer cans and dirty dishes?"  I kept an immaculate
house.  Modern furniture with clean lines was both my and my fiancé's
taste.
   
"No, I just didn't imagine a house with personality."  
   
"Fair enough."  We had reached the pool area.  My pool was rectangular
in shape.  Rather longer than most since it was designed for lap
swimming in addition to relaxation.  I had a few nice cushioned chaise
lounge chairs and a canopied section near the house if you wanted to
get out of the sun. I also had a couple of low tables for drinks and
things.  When I was dating more, I used to entertain women and some
other friends, but that had slowed down considerably since the
promotion.  I tossed the towels onto a chair.  It was a half hour
before sunset.  I dove into the clean water with a minimal splash.  I
broke the surface fifteen feet from the center of my ripples and turned
back towards the edge.  For me there is no more erotic site than
watching a woman remove her clothes.  I looked just as Sarah was
pulling her T-shirt over her torso and head.  She used the two handed
method where you grab one hand on the opposite side of your body and
pull and uncross your arms simultaneously.  I don't really remember the
last time a plain black Speedo looked better.  The legs were high cut
and the straps crossed in the back.  I would have preferred a thong,
but hey, you can't complain.  She had a faint tan line across her back,
so she obviously wore a different suit sometimes.
   
She dove an almost perfect dive.  Her feet separated slightly at the
end and she made  small splash that flew to her left.  She came up ten
feet from me, blowing air out of her nose as she rose towards the
surface.  Her long hair flowed behind her and off her face.  "Wow, what
a perfect temperature!"
   
" The hot weather has kept the pool warm this year.  I can't afford to
heat it. It still seems pretty cold in the mornings when I take my
swims."
   
"You swim in the mornings?"

"Yeah, most days I get up and swim laps for thirty minutes or so.  It's
the only aerobic exercise I really like.  That's why I had the pool put
in.  That and the fact that I still like to have a little bit of a tan. 
I feel so guilty admitting that."
   
" I know what you mean.  It's like its going to be illegal soon to have
a little color on your skin.  I still think me and most other people
look better when we're tan."
   
"You're younger than me and still feel indestructible.  I miss that.  I
really should know better, but I  through caution to the wind on that
vice."  I dove under the water and swam away from her.  I didn't want
to make her uncomfortable.  
   
"How often did you say you'd be gone?"  She swam after me.
   
" Probably a trip a every week.  Maybe two trips in three weeks.  That
sort of thing most of the summer.  I usually leave on Monday mornings
and come back Tuesday or Wednesday nights.  Like I said I'm usually
gone seven to six most days.  You can use the pool then too if you
want.  Remind me to give you the key before you leave.  Oh, could you
bring in my mail and paper too while I'm gone?  Am I being demanding
now?"
   
"No, no problem.  You want me to water your plants too?"   She smiled.
   
" No no, they can survive a day or two without me."  We both swam
around for a couple of minutes without saying much.  She looked like a
good swimmer.  "You look like you swim pretty well.  Are you on the
team  at school?"
   
"No, I just took a lot of lessons when I was young and most of it
stuck.  My instructor was a stickler for form.  At the time I thought
he was an asshole.  Now I just realize he was a good instructor."  I
laughed.  It's always funny the first time someone swears in a
relationship.  Usually both people try to feel out the crudeness level
of the other.  For men that's especially important with a woman.  Sarah
had granted me permission to swear in front of her.   
   
"Ready for your crash course in pool maintenance?"
   
"Sure."
   
We both climbed out of the pool, Sarah first.  It gave me a startling
opportunity to admire her ass.  The Lycra clung to it exquisitely.  The
suit had snuck into her crack and outlined each cheek in glorious
detail.  I sighed and climbed out after her.  She was already by the
towels and threw me one after I let go of the ladder.  As I dried off I
was able to appreciate her form even more.  The cooling night air had
had the desired effect on her nipples.  They were pushing out from her
breasts, straining the fabric of her suit.  The nipples were protruding
a great deal from her body, but I had a hard time discerning any
aureola around them.  I decided a hard-on would not be in my best
interest at the time and looked away as I finished drying off.  
   
I led her to the small outdoor locker where I kept the pool stuff.  I
went over the pH and chlorine measurements.  I talked about cleaning a
few leaves out if she felt like it.  I felt obligated to show her the
life ring and the big pole in case there was an accident.  She took it
all in like I was telling her how to tie her shoes.  No problem.  She
threw her shirt on and slipped into her sandals.  I took her towel and
we went inside.  "Let me get you that key.  There's no alarm.  Whenever
you're here feel free to eat whatever you can find.  Since you're under
21 I'd appreciate you not drinking booze while you're here.  I don't
need a lawsuit or the police on my tail."
   
"Deal."
   
"I'll stop by later this week with my travel schedule, but you can
start using the pool during the day tomorrow if you like.  It might as
well get used while the weather is good."
   
"Great, I'll probably take you up on that offer sometime this week. It
depends on when my clients need me.  I think this is going to work out
great.  Thanks."
   
"Hey , as far as I see it you're doing me a favor.  I should thank
you." I waved, closed the door and walked upstairs to bed.  My hard-on
didn't start until I reached the top step.
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I had dropped my travel schedule off at Sarah's the next day.  She
wasn't home, but I gave it to her mother.  I had seen her mother
before, but up close you could tell Sarah got her handsome looks from
mom's genes.  We chatted for a few minutes and then parted.  I knew
from talking with her previously that her mom was an accountant at one
of the Big 8.  I forgot which one.
   
I didn't have a trip until next week, when I would be gone Tuesday
through Thursday.  That gave me some time to get caught up at the
office.  So I spent the next few days at the office until later than
usual.  I didn't see Sarah at all.  I know she had been by, however,
because a couple of the chaise lounges had been moved.  I also saw that
some leaves had been skimmed out of the pool.  She didn't have to do
that while I was in town.  I knew that this was going to work out
great.
   
On Thursday I was out meeting with a client, not far from my house. 
After our lunch I decided to swing by my house to pick up a few papers
I  had inadvertently left next to my bed last night.  I fell asleep
reading them and forgot to collect them into my briefcase in the
morning.  It was around 1:00 p.m. when I pulled into my driveway.  My
mind was on the papers.  I unlocked the front door and went straight
upstairs to my bedroom.  The papers were on the nightstand on the far
side of the bed.  I walked around and picked them up.  As I turned to
walk out the reflection of the sun off of the pool caught my eye and I
looked out the window.  I would have missed her if it wasn't for the
neon fuchsia bikini bottom.  Sarah was laying on her stomach on one of
the chaise lounge chairs. She was laying perpendicular to my line of
sight facing away from me.  She had the top of her minimalist bikini
undone and laying underneath her.  The strings from the back tie fell
over the sides of the chaise and just touched the cement.  The bottom
of her bikini was a small triangle about  six inches on a side.  It had
strings running around to the front.  Her towel and T-shirt were on the
chaise next to hers.  A small boombox was on the ground near her with
the antenna up.  I thought I could faintly hear some Susan Vega.  I can
of diet Coke and a bottle of suntan lotion stood on the table next to
her.  Sarah's whole body glistened.  I stood in my window staring.  I
forgot about the papers in my hand.  
   
I debated what to do for a good five minutes.  I could go down and make
some noise inside.  Sarah would put her top on and wonder what was up
and I would then show myself and everything would be fine.  I would get
a chance  to see her in that bikini.  That was the safe thing to do. 
Instead I made a choice that I would later look back on as the turning
point for my whole life (sexually speaking only).  I stood there and
watched some more.  Then I went to my closet and got my 35mm camera.  I
put on the big telephoto zoom lens and started snapping pictures.  I
took a few and then just looked through the lens at Sarah's body.  I
had an erection that was aching to be relived.  I rubbed myself through
my trousers while I watched.  I really wanted her to move a little. 
With nobody around, or so she thought, she wouldn't  be too modest if
she rearranged herself.  I watched for another fifteen minutes, but
still no movement, so I put the camera away and regathered my papers. 
I took one last look.  She must be asleep I thought.  I went downstairs
and quietly let myself out.  I got in my car and slowly closed the door
so it only clicked shut.  I let the car roll backwards down the
driveway without starting the engine.  Once I was in the street I
started the car and drove away as if I was never there.
   
As I drove to the office my mind was racing.  I had offered a beautiful
young woman the use of my pool and I hadn't even realized that I could
sneak into my own house and observe her as she lay there.  Could I do
this whenever I wanted to?  How often was she there?  If I got caught I
had a built in excuse.  After all it was my house.  I could come and go
whenever I wanted to.  My hands were shaking.  My cock was throbbing. 
I had to pull over and rejoice in my good luck.  I started to make
plans.


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I had decided to devote my summer to seeing Sarah's tits.  It seemed
reasonable.  She unfastened her top when she was tanning.  Surely as
the summer progressed she would become less and less modest.  I  was
busy on Friday afternoon so I couldn't  stop by to see if Sarah was
there, but in the evening the evidence of her visit, moved chairs and a
skimmed pool, confirmed she'd been there.  
   

I devoted most of Saturday to upkeep on the house and my car.  I mowed,
fertilized, changed the oil in my Explorer and washed it also. It was
getting dark and I was just finishing edging the lawn when Sarah's mom
strolled up.  As I've said Diana was a fine looking woman.  She
basically looked like a forty year old Sarah: same figure, same face,
same demeanor.  The only difference was Diana's hair was cut in a short
bob and her face had a very few fine wrinkles.  "I just wanted to thank
you for letting Sarah use your pool during the day.  I can already tell
her mood has improved.  She really wasn't looking forward to hanging
around our house all summer.  Her job has such funny hours, so she has
a lot of free time on her hands in the afternoon."
   
"Hey as I told Sarah, she's doing me the favor."  Diana didn't realize
how big a favor she was doing me.  
   
" I didn't mean to interrupt your work."
   
"No, I was just finishing.  I was about to go in, get a beer and relax
for the evening.  Would you care for one?"
   
" Actually, yes I would."  Diana followed me into the house and we
headed for the kitchen.  " So that's the pool." She motioned out the
window.
   
"Yep, there she is in all her glory.  Sarah's being too good to me. 
She's skimming the leaves off even though she doesn't have to while I'm
in town."
   
"That's Sarah.  Once she decides to do something she'll probably do it
better than anyone else, or at leas try harder than anyone else."
   
"Would you like to go outside with your beer?  It seems like a pretty
nice evening." I opened the sliding glass door without waiting for a
response.  We walked outside and each took a chaise by the edge of the
pool.  The lights in the pool were on, but I hadn't turned the outside
house lights on.  I preferred the lighting that way. The sky was clear.
The moon was two thirds full and waxing.  
   
" Do you ever feel strange living in a big house like this by yourself?"
   
" At first I did.  My fiancé died before we moved in."
   
"I heard. I'm sorry."
   
"I almost moved after the first couple of months.  But I love it now. 
It's home.  Does the house bother you?  I know it's the only two story
around."
   
" No, actually I like it.  When I give people directions to our house
they never get lost cause I tell them to look for the only two story
house in the sub and they find our place right away."
   
" Well, I'm glad I'm providing such a valuable neighborhood service."
   
Diana and I continued to talk for quite some time.  We were each on our
third beer.  I found out her husband was away for weeks at a time on
business.  Sarah was over at a friend's until late that night.  Diana
seemed lonely.  The beer was making her loosen up quite a bit.  "When I
was a teenager,  my boyfriend had an uncle who lived out past
Naperville," she said.  "It was all farmland then, no strip malls and
subdivisions.  He had a couple of thousand acres.  Mostly corn, but a
fair amount of pasture land and some woods that he just liked to keep
natural.  There was a stream that ran through the woods.  The stream
widened into a small swimming hole in the middle of the woods.  My
boyfriend and I used to go there on summer nights with our friends. 
We'd smoke some pot, and drink a little.  We'd always go skinny
dipping.  That seems like years ago.  When you get my age you start to
romanticize about all your youthful experiences.   I'm probably
forgetting about all the hangovers and fights people got in."
   
"I know what you mean.  I've started idealizing my youth already and it
isn't really that long ago."
   
"Do you ever go skinny dipping in your pool, Dave?  If it was my pool I
think I would every day.  Just so I didn't feel so old."
   
"First off, you're not old.  But yes, actually, I swim laps for thirty
or so minutes every morning and I always do it in the nude.  There's no
one here and the fence keeps the neighbors from seeing in.  I guess in
a way it does keep me feeling young, but mostly I think I do it out of
laziness.  Why put on a suit when you don't have too?"
   
"Would you like to go skinny dipping now, Dave?" Diana questioned in a
low quiet voice.  
   
The answer was of course, yes, but I needed to sound a little less
eager than I really was. "Sure.  It would almost be naughty, like we
were kids again and we were doing something we shouldn't."
   
"Well, I suppose my husband would say I shouldn't do this, but it can
be our little secret."  Having said that, Diana swung her legs around
to one side of the chaise so she was facing me and proceeded to untie
the white Keds that she and millions of other women in America had
taken to wearing as part of the suburban uniform.  I thought for a
moment about going upstairs to get us towels, but I realized she'd be
in the water by the time I got back and I really didn't want to miss
the undressing.  We could figure out the towel thing later and it would
probably give me another opportunity to see here naked body if we had
to go get towels afterwards.  "Dave, could you get us a couple of
towels?  I don't want to freeze to death when I get out," she said as
she looked up from her shoes.
   
"Sure .  I'll be right back."  Damn, I thought.  So much for the best
laid plans.  I wanted to run up and back so I wouldn't miss the show
but I couldn't be that obvious.  Once inside the house, however, I did
sprint up and down the stairs. As I walked back through the sliding
glass window with the towels I looked for Diana and there she was still
bent over her feet.  "What's the problem?" I asked as I walked up to
her. I thought she had had second thoughts.
   
"My damn shoelace is in a knot and I've become  obsessed with getting
it undone.  There it is.  Finally."  I didn't know if she was acting or
if it really was in a knot and she forgot about the larger goal of
getting naked, but I thanked the good Lord for shoelace knots.  She
slipped out of her other shoe effortlessly as I slipped out of mine. 
Men and women are fundamentally different in the order they take off
clothes when they are in mixed company.  Guys always take off the shirt
then the pants, while women do the opposite.  This situation was no
exception.  Diana removed her navy walking shorts to reveal a pair of
really nicely toned and shaped legs; nice for anyone, not just a forty
year old.  I tossed my shirt on one chair and she her shorts on the
other.  We exchanged glances as if to say, "I get naked in front of my
neighbors pretty much every day.  It's no big deal."  She then raised
an eyebrow and smiled a sort of devilish smile that made me think the
whole shoelace thing was a scam.  
   
I unbuttoned my shorts and dropped them around my ankles.  I figured it
was gallant to try and get naked first.  As I picked the shorts up with
one foot and grabbed them with my right hand, Diana pulled her tank top
up over her head with the same technique her daughter had used last
week.  It must be genetic.  She was wearing a black satin bra and
matching black panties.  She was getting better looking the less
clothes she wore, the opposite of most women.  She wore a single gold
necklace  that kept a single black stone suspended between her breasts. 
As I reached for the waistband of my briefs she looked me straight in
the eyes, undid the front clasp on her bra, and said" This is so
exciting."  As she parted the cups of her bra her breasts tumbled out. 
I'd say C cups with not too much sag.  I tried to keep pulling down my
briefs and not stare but I admit to looking quite a bit as she
extracted herself from her bra.  Her nipples were hard and long.  Her
aureoles were dark and very small in diameter, one of my two favorite
types (I have a nipple fetish).  As I tossed my briefs on the chaise
and checked to make sure I didn't have a raging stiffy (somehow I
didn't yet, but I could feel myself hardening), she hooked her thumbs
in the waistband of her panties and pulled them off of her body with
one fluid motion.  She didn't turn and jump in the water right away. 
She just stood there with one hand on her hip and looked at me as I
looked at her.  "Shall we get in?" she asked.
   
"I  suppose we aren't technically skinny dipping until we get in the
pool."  I made a move towards the pool past her and as I walked by I
couldn't help but stare at her sculpted pubic hair (my second and last
fetish). She had thick dark pubic hair that seemed shiny in the
moonlight.  It was shaved to a rectangle, sort of a mini-mowhawk about
two inches wide and four inches long; unexpected for a woman of her
age.  I needed to get into the water fast to avoid serious erection
embarrassment.  I kept walking until I got to the edge and then did a
walking dive right into the pool (slight foot separation upon entrance,
but hey I was flustered, a 5.5 from the Russian judge).  She waited
until I surfaced before she made a move towards the pool.  She must
have been watching me swim away from the edge underwater.  When I
surfaced I turned towards her.  She was wearing a grin and nothing
else, of course.  
   
"Does that thing slow you down when you swim.  It must create a lot of
drag."  She pointed at me and laughed.
   
"Probably about as much as that pair of things on you do," I retorted
and smiled.  I had an erection now and I wasn't sure if she could tell
or not.  The pool lights were on, but the water often obscures people's
views.
   
"It looks like it could be becoming a serious drag problem."  That
answered my question about her view.  The lights in the pool were
probably illuminating my body pretty well.
   
"Sorry.  Take it as a compliment.  I don't get to see my prettiest
neighbors nude everyday."  I hoped I wasn't talking loud enough for the
whole neighborhood to hear.  She laughed and walked towards the edge
without any modesty at all.  She dove in and swam right up to me, not
more than six feet away.  She surfaced and brushed her hair back off of
her forehead.
   
"I'm forty one  you know.  I could almost be your mother."
   
"Not unless you started having kids when you were thirteen."  I was
trying to diffuse what was becoming some serious sexual heat.  She was
treading water, but inching closer to me.  I had a steel hard erection
that she couldn't miss seeing from the distance she was at.
   
"Your cock looks delicious.  Is the water magnifying it or is it really
that big?" Her intentions were obvious now. What to do?
   
"Well you know, the water can play tricks on your eyes."  I was trying
to buy time to think.  In reality my cock is somewhat larger than
average, I've measured myself at seven and half inches long and about 
two and a quarter inches in diameter.  I'm circumcised.  She swam up to
me and held onto my arm.     

Into my ear she whispered, "So you're saying it's not big?"
   
"I didn't say that."
   
"Don't be nervous.  I just want to fuck you once.  My  husband and I
never do it any more.  No strings.  I just want it tonight.  He's out
of town.  Sarah won't be back for a while.  No diseases and my tubes
have been tied for years.  What do you say?"  I looked at her and
thought for five or ten seconds.  She grabbed my cock with her hand and
started stroking me.  I closed my eyes.  I heard her go under water and
the next thing I felt was her mouth around my cock.  It was warm. No,
it was hot.  She was swirling her tongue in a way I had never felt
before.  It felt magnificent.  She came  up for air.  She broke the
water smiling.  "With a cock like that we could have a lot of fun.  Are
you up for it?  Actually your already up for it.  Do I get laid tonight
or not?"
   
I looked at her again.  What the hell.  The downsides were minimal.  If
her husband found out what could he do, kill me?  Hardly.  "OK Diana,
lets have some fun and ball."  I moved my arms a little and our bodies
collided.  She wrapped her legs around my hips and ground her cunt into
my cock.  My cock was now smashed between her pussy and my stomach and
I was loving every minute of it.  The sensation of hot pussy and cool
water was arousing as hell and I could tell I was going to have fun.
Our mouths met and our tongues started fencing.  Her breath was hot and
alcoholic from the beer.  I was trying to tread water and kiss her all
while she hung onto me like a 98.6 degree anchor.  
   
I used my arms and legs to propel us towards the shallow end of the
pool.  I got to the point where I could touch the bottom of the pool
and I was able to walk.  I then grabbed hold of her ass and walked till
I could comfortably stand and support Diana's buoyant body.  The water
came up to my armpits .  I started kissing her back with a vengeance,
as I could now devote more of my attention to the task at hand (or at
tongue). Diana was grinding her hips and pussy against my rigid cock. 
I broke our kiss and removed her arms from around my neck.  I pushed
her body back into the water so she was floating with her legs hooked
around my hips.  I waded farther into the shallow end propelling her in
front of me.  Diana's eyes were closed and the water came washing over
her breasts and nipples as we moved into about three feet of water.  
   
I knelt down with my head between her legs.  Her feet clasped around my
head as she spread her legs awaiting my kiss.  I moved in close and
felt the cool water against my face as I approached her spread open
pussy.  The close up view this afforded me only enhanced my arousal. 
Her shave job was quite impressive.  Only the two inch wide strip and
the hair on her labia remained.  The hair that was there was quite
dense, but short.  I loved this woman's pussy.  I moved in close. Her
outer labia were parted by her spread legs.  Her inner lips were dark
pink.  Her clit stood out proudly like a pupil who knows the answer and
is begging to be called upon.  I pressed my face to her cunt.  The cool
water and hot flesh provided an intense contrast.  
   
"Your mouth is so hot.  God, fuck me with your tongue" Diana moaned.  I
decided not to be subtle or slow.  Diana didn't seem to want that yet. 
She needed to come soon.  I unleashed a barrage against her clit I'm
sure she had never experienced before.  Up and down, side to side,
circles, direct  pressure.  She started splashing and her head was
going under from all the commotion I was causing.  I was giving her
long licks, starting at her perineum and going all the way up to her
clit, where I finished with some hard short strokes.  I reached up and
supported her back with my hands.  She started bucking and pulling my
head into her cunt with her legs and feet.  "God yes.  Eat me.  Eat me. 
I'm going to come baby.  Yes. Yes, Uhhhhh, Gooooood."  Diana's body
shook with a violent orgasm.  The ripples caused by her body sailed
outwards towards the sides of the pool.  She was moaning a low guttural
sound like a lion purring.  After a few more seconds she started to
come down and the death grip her legs had placed around my head started
to recede.  I extracted my tongue from her pussy.  
   
"How was that for starters?"
   
"God, I haven't been tongue fucked like that in twenty years.  My
husband, even when we were having sex, would never go down on me with
more than a cursory lick."
   
"Well, he's missing a delectable tasting pussy."
   
"How can you tell with all the chlorine?"
   
"Your true taste made it through."  Diana released her legs from my
head and pushed off my chest with her feet.  She glided through the
water towards the walk-in steps at the shallow end of the pool.  She
rotated her body so her ass pointed towards the stars and her breasts
towards the tiled bottom.  She grabbed hold of the rail and let herself
float with her chin above water.  I walked towards her and took hold of
her by her ankles.  I parted her ankles and walked between her legs
until my erect cock was just inches from her ass.  Her cunt was at
almost the exactly same height as my cock.  Diana had yet to say
anything as I stood between her legs.  She hadn't even looked back at
me.  She just softly blew bubbles into the water.  I was about to tell
her to get ready for some cock, when she stopped blowing bubble s and
said rather bluntly, "If you don't shove that cock of yours into my
pussy soon I'm going to turn around and suck it right off of your
groin."  
   
"That isn't really much of a threat , as either scenario sounds
enjoyable, but right now I think I just need to seriously fuck the life
out of your pussy."  With that I spread her legs a little bit more and
pressed the head of my penis against her outer lips.  They were swollen
and a little black hair was visible, floating in the water around the
entrance to her chamber.  I pushed a little and Diana pushed back a lot
and I slid right in.  She was tighter than I thought she would be, but
I never had been inside a woman this old, so I didn't really know what
to expect.  
   
"God your cock feels good.  I feel like I'm going to split open.  I
haven't had anything this big since I was a teenager  when I dated a
guy who I thought was a mutant he was so big.  This is just the right
size, though.  God it feels good.  Ummmmmm."
   
"Your pussy feels great.  You're red hot inside."  We started rocking a
little faster now.  I grabbed her hips and started floating her back
and forth as I drove in and out of her.  The waves emanating the water
from our bodies were growing larger and larger.  I knew I wasn't going
to last too much longer.  Diana took one of her hands and reached
between her legs to feel my dick going in and out of her.  Then she
started to stroke her own clit.  
   
"I'm going to come again.  I'm almost there.  Keep fucking.  Don't slow
down.  God, give it to me. Uhgggg. Mmmmmm."  She came with a surprising
amount of force.  I could feel the walls of her cunt constrict around
my cock.  She was spasming and thrashing with her one arm and hanging
onto the railing with the other.  I was only seconds from coming too. 
I grabbed hold of her hips even tighter and drove deep into her, up to
the root of my cock.  I started emptying my load into her deep up
against her cervix.  I just held my cock there, deep inside of her as I
pumped a good load of semen into her.  She started coming down as my
last spasms subsided.  She grabbed hold of the rail with both hands and
looked back at me. "My god that felt good.  You sure know how to fuck
with that thing."
   
"You should talk.  For someone who never gets laid, you seem to
remember all the right moves.  I love a woman who isn't afraid to get
nasty."  She let go the rail and turned to face me.  
   
"I can't remember the  last time I got fucked like that.  It's been too
long and I won't forget it soon."
   
"Excuse me madam, but if you think I'm done with you and your hot
little body, you are sorely mistaken."
   
"I really should get home, but what did you have in mind?"
   
"I've got you and me on my king size bed, with my cock shoved down your
throat while I shove a large dildo into your cunt with one hand.  I'll 
play with your asshole with the other hand, and lick your clit with my
tongue.  That's to be followed by you climbing on top of me and riding
me until your too tired to fuck. I'm guessing at least two orgasms for
you.  Then I'm going to turn you onto your back fuck you like a wild
animal. Oh, and I'm not taking no for an answer."
   
Diana's eyes were glazed over she looked at me without focusing. 
"Ummm, yes.  Yes."  She was already imagining it.  She wanted it badly
and more.  I led her out of the pool and we each took a towel.  We
dried ourselves off.  She spent some extra time trying to get her hair
dry.  She started to wrap herself in a towel, but I took it off of her. 

   
"I want to watch your ass wiggle and your tits bounce as you walk."  We
went inside, naked, I grabbed some grapes from the fridge and fed her a
couple.  "We want you to keep your strength up."
   
"Right now I'm more interested in what you can keep up."  She was
getting into it again.  "Don't think you can use me as some sort of
fuck-toy.  I'm no has-been who needs some neighborhood stud to fuck me
and send me on my way.  I was fucking while you were in diapers and I
could fuck you to death."  With that she turned around and marched
towards the stairs.  Her ass wiggling as she marched.  I was hot as
hell from her speech.  My cock was already semi-hard again.  I ran up
behind her and grabbed her ass with one hand and put my other around
her waist.  "You are one hot woman.  I can't wait to get you upstairs
on that bed.  If you fuck me to death, I'll have died happy."  I didn't
want some anger fuck from her.  I just wanted to get it on.  She turned
around and smiled at me and kissed me hard.
   
"All right.  Let's make this something we'll both never forget, cause
after this I'm leaving and we're never doing this again."
   
I followed her up the stairs towards my bedroom.  She seemed to know
instinctively which room was the master bedroom.  Luckily it was fairly
clean.  I walked over to the bed and pulled the bedspread and blanket
to the foot of the bed.  I didn't want any blankets getting in our way. 
We would be generating our own heat.  Diana flowed into the bed and lay
on her side with her arm under her head.  I walked around to the left
side and climbed onto the bed facing her.  I was fully hard and ready
to fuck.  We kissed each other hard and I worked my way down to her
tits and began sucking, licking, and kissing those fabulous nipples. 
Diana started moaning softly in a voice about an octave lower than
normal.  I reached down with my right hand and began rubbing her pussy,
just the outer lips with the palm of my hand.  She started grinding her
pelvis up into my hand.
   
"Mmmmm.  It feels so good."
   
"What feels good, your pussy or your tits?"
   
"Both.  Goddamnit, rub harder.  My clit is on fire."  I parted her lips
with my fingers and started attacking her hard clit with my middle
finger.  I moved off of her tits and started kissing my way down her
stomach.  When I reached her little furry mound I took my finger off of
her clit and slid it insider her cunt.  I then started teasing her clit
lightly with my tongue. "Harder damn it!"  She pulled her legs around
the back of my head and started forcing my face into her cunt.  I
started licking hard, alternating the tip of my tongue and the wide
flat surface of it.  In no time I could feel Diana's orgasm starting. 
"Yesssss."  Her body started to tense.  The muscles in her stomach
started rippling and her whole body started shaking.  I pushed a second
finger inside of her and took the middle finger of my left hand and
started rubbing her asshole.  "God.  Yes."  Her contractions became 
even more intense. I toyed with the idea of sticking my finger inside
her ass, but I didn't want to scare her off.  She obviously wasn't shy
about telling me what to do.  If she wanted her ass finger fucked,
she'd tell me. "I need that cock of yours inside of me now."
   
I pulled my face off of her pussy and moved it back up even with her
face.  I was coated with her juices.  "How do you taste?"  She started
kissing my chin and lips, licking off her own pussy juice.
   
"Sort of tart, limy."
   
"I love it.  How do you want my cock.  Your choice."  
   
"I'm on top.  I'm going to ride you and fuck the life out of you."
   
"What' a way to go."  She rolled over and I swung myself underneath
her.  Her body had a fine sheen of sweat. Her hair was still damp from
our swim.  She straddled my legs and took my cock in her right hand.  
   
"Come to mama."  She rubbed the head of my cock all over the outside of
her pussy.  She used it like a vibrator on her clit.  Just when she was
near coming , she pushed it into her cunt and sat down on my hips. 
"Ooo, your so fucking big, I love it."  Guys love to hear that their
cocks are big, regardless of whether it was true or not.  I assumed
Diana knew this fact well. "God, I love your cock.  That big dick is
going to split me open.  My pussy never felt so good."  She started
rocking up and down.  I grabbed her tits and started massaging  them. 
I then took one hand and used my thumb to massage her clit. "Yes.  I'm
going to come if you keep that up."  
   
"Great that's the whole point."  She started grinding into me harder. 
She threw her head back and arched her back.  (One of the most erotic
sites in all of sex.)  She reached behind and started playing with my
balls.  She was close to coming.  I could tell from her face.  Her body
was getting stiff again.  
   
"Here I come.  Yessss."  She started to come again.  Her body was
shaking.  I was rubbing her clit furiously with one hand and twisting
her left nipple hard with the other.  She came for a good thirty
seconds, screaming my name and obscenities the whole time.  When she
started to recover I asked her if she wanted a break.
   
"No, I'm OK."  I just need to catch my breath."  I rolled her onto her
back and reentered her.  I just slowly stroked in and out of her while
I kissed her neck and face.  She was getting her wind back.  I lifted
up her right leg and swung it over my head and around my right arm.  I
was entering her from behind now, sort of.  "Ooo,  you want to fuck me
from behind like a whore, huh?"
   
"That's right.  Get ready for it."  With that I rolled her over onto
her stomach and pushed my dick fully inside of her.  I then helped her
get up on all fours.  She had a great ass and I started to massage it
as I pumped in and out of her.  "Finger yourself.  I'm not coming until
you make yourself come again."  She reached down and started rubbing
her clit.  She would occasionally take her hand and feel my cock
sliding in and out of her.  "You like my cock, don't you?  You like
fingering your clit don't you?"
   
"Yes.  God yes.  Your cock feels so good.  My clit is so alive.  You're
driving me crazy."  I started pumping harder.  Her tits were swinging
with every stroke. Her ass was rippling too.  I wet my thumb and
started rubbing her asshole again.  "You like to play with my asshole, 
huh?"
   
"You like me to play with your asshole, baby.  You know it."
   
"God, its been twenty years.  It feels so good."  
   
"You've got a great ass Diana.  I'd like to eat a meal off it when this
is over." 
   
"Keep fucking my pussy, I'm about to come  again."  She started rubbing
her pussy harder.  I started fucking her harder.  Each stroke made a
slapping sound as my thighs hit her ass.  " Yes, here I come again."  I
really started ramming into her and I started coming too.  I could feel
the come shoot out of my balls and up through my dick.  I spasmed deep
inside of her while she spasmed around me.  
   
She collapsed onto her stomach.  I fell on top of her with my dick
softening inside of her.  "Think you'll remember that?"
   
"I think that will hold me for a while.  A promise is a promise,
though.  Never again. That was it.  Plus, I don't think we could top
it."  We lay together for a few minutes.  Then she rolled me off of
her.  "I need to go now."
   
We walked downstairs together, naked.  I could see the come dripping
down her thighs.  We went out to the pool.  She calmly waded into the
shallow end and washed her legs and pussy.  Then she climbed out and
dried herself off.  She got dressed, without bothering to put on her
bra or panties.  She handed them to me.  "In case I ever get weak, I
have a built in excuse to come back."  She kissed me and walked through
the gate in my fence, around the side of my house and out towards the
street. I stood there nude, holding her panties and bra.  We never
touched each other again.



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The rest of the weekend was comparatively uneventful.  Monday was a
busy day at work and in the evening I had to pack for my trip.  My
flight was scheduled for noon on Tuesday.  I left from the office for
the airport.  I called on my way to check on the flight and found out
it had been delayed two hours.  Instead of waiting at the airport I
decided to go home and wait.  With any luck, Sarah would be there.  
   
I parked the car in the street and quietly closed the door.  I stepped
into the front door and went directly upstairs.  I walked to my bedroom
and slowly crept up on the window facing the pool.  I dropped to my
hands and knees and crawled over.  I felt like a spy in my own house,
which I was.  I crept up to the window and peeked over the edge.  There
was a towel spread on a chair along with other sunning amenities: 
sunscreen, Coke, sunglasses, jambox.  I also noticed the top to a pink
bikini.  Jackpot.  Except where was Sarah.  In the house?  Shit.  I
could get caught.  I listened closely.  Nothing.  Then everything
became clear.  A ripple appeared in the water.  From my window the
right corner of the pool closest to the house isn't visible due to the
roofline and a tree.  Sarah slowly swam into view.  She was gliding
along doing the sidestroke with her back to me.  She was swimming
towards the ladder.  I was giddy with excitement.  She climbed out of
the pool and I could see her lovely orange-sized breasts from the side. 
She then turned towards the house and walked to her chaise.  Her
breasts were magnificent, pert with a slight upturn.  Her nipples were
like her mother' s (genetics), small and pointy with little  visible
areola.  She sat on the edge of her chaise and dried off.  Would she
put her top back on?  She adjusted the towel on the chair and laid
back.  My luck held.  She put on her shades and relaxed with her
breasts proudly displayed. 
   
I was in hog heaven.  I went to my closet and grabbed my camera.  I
squeezed off a few shots.  I just stared for a good five minutes. 
Sarah then sat up and looked around.  Did she here someone?  She then
reached into her bag and grabbed some sunblock. She squirted some in
her  hand and proceeded to rub the sunblock into her tits, paying
special attention to her nipples.  Sarah wasn't stupid.  Those tits
were pretty white compared to the rest of her skin, and burned tits
would have to hurt in a bra.  She put the suntan lotion back in her
bag, lay back down, and relaxed.  I thought about pulling out my cock
and jacking off, but I decided to just watch for a few minutes. I then
snuck back outside and into my  car.  An hour later I was in a plane
headed for Dallas.
   
When I returned from Dallas Thursday night, I checked the pool.  The pH
and chemicals were all in balance.  Sarah had been doing a good job in
addition to the entertainment she was providing. I called her on the
phone and thanked her.  I gave her my travel schedule for next week
(just one overnighter on Wednesday), and told her I'd leave her wages,
which I insisted on paying her, in an envelope on my kitchen counter. 
She could stop by tomorrow and get them if she wanted.
   
I didn't have a chance to come back home during the afternoon Friday to
see if Sarah was putting on a show, but when I got back around dinner
time the envelope was gone, so I assumed she'd been by.  While I was
out mowing my lawn on Saturday, she stopped by.
   
"How's it going, Dave?"
   
"OK, just finishing mowing the lawn.  How about you?  You still trying
to blade your way into Olympic fitness?"  She was in the same state as
when we struck our original deal:  in-line skates, spandex shorts,
T-shirt. She was in arguably better shape now than two weeks ago.
   
"Actually, I'm doing some lap swimming in you pool most days, so if I'm
getting in better shape its all because of you.  Am I abusing my
privileges?"
   
"No.  The pools in great shape and as I've said all along I'm glad
somebody's getting some use out of it."
   
"My girlfriend is jealous.  When we hang out at her pool, her mom would
bug her, but I get privacy over here."  (Or so she thought.)  She was
hinting that she wanted to bring her friend over, something that I had
already told her she could do.
   
"Well, I told you to bring a friend or two over if you wanted.  The
offer still stands.  It doesn't cause any more wear and tear on the
pool."
   
"Yeah, I may do that.  Rescue her from her mom, so to speak.  Well, I
better get going.  I've got to be at work in half an hour and I still
need to shower.  See you later."

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Monday was a perfect early summer day:  cloudless sky, mid-eighties, a
hint of humidity.  Everyone in the office was itching to go home or
make up fictitious business meeting s away from the office.  I had my
own reasons for wanting to leave.  Around 1:30 I packed up my things
and headed out for the day to a supposed late meeting in the city.  Of
course, I was headed straight home.  If I was unlucky I could always do
some work at home or slip off to see a movie.  I didn't really want
Sarah to find me at home on a weekday.  She might start to feel less
alone on the days I wasn't there.  I wanted her to feel perfectly at
ease.  
   
I parked the car in the street again and quietly shut the door.  I then
opened my front door slowly and scurried up the stairs with my heart
pounding.  I crept into the bedroom  near the window.  I said a small
prayer to the god of voyeurs and peeked my head around the edge of the
window.  Jackpot.  Double jackpot.  I pulled my head around again and
grinned widely.  This was going to be awesome.  I made myself
comfortable and crouched down in front of the window to enjoy the show. 
Sitting on the edge of the pool was the lovely Sarah, bright pink
bikini bottoms hugging every delicious curve of her ass and hips.  Her
top lay on the chaise fifteen feet behind her.  Her hair was wet and
combed back giving her one hell of a sexy look.  Laying on a green raft
in the middle of the pool was her friend (name unknown).  She had one
hand behind her head and the other draped lazily in the pool.  She was
thin and also had long brown hair.  I could see her bright read
toenails and fingernails from my vantage point.  Oh, and by the way,
she was buck naked.  I could see both the top and bottom of her bikini
on the other chaise.  There wasn't much to them anyway, but I already
knew I liked her better naked.  She had unusually large breasts for her
frame, approaching D-cups.  The nipples were about average in size and
were pointing straight up, probably from the cool water.  She had a
shaved bush, with a mowhawk-like stripe running from the top of her
slit up about 3 inches.  It also looked like she had a small tattoo on
the right side of her groin, but I couldn't quite tell for sure.  I
immediately wanted to eat her out.  She was hot and she knew it. She
and Sarah were having some sort of conversation that both found
incredibly amusing.  Both were laughing frequently.
   
I watched for a good five minutes before I went and grabbed by camera. 
I took a number of photos of each of them.  I had to figure out where
to get them developed soon.  I put the camera away and sat back to
enjoy the show.  Sarah soon got up and grabbed the leaf net and started
skimming some leaves out of the pool.  Watching her walk around
topless, unselfconsciously was incredibly erotic.  I had the hard-on of
all hard-ons. Her breasts dipped and bounced as she bent over the pool
lifting the net out.  Her bikini bottoms were riding up into her crack
giving me a peek at some untanned skin.  Her friend sort of followed
her around the pool on her raft.  Sarah tried to poke at her with the
net.  The two got into a tug of war with the pole.  Sarah had a big
advantage  being on dry pavement and easily pulled her friend into the
water.  They both got a big laugh out of this.  Her friend swam over to
the side and hoisted  herself out of the pool.  She got her towel off
the chair and proceeded to dry her hair and body.  Sarah obviously said
something to her while she was drying her pubes (the few hairs that
there were).  They were having some sort of conversation, about god
knows what, and Sarah walked over towards her friend.  Her friend was
displaying her pubic hair and tattoo to Sarah who was looking at them
and shaking her head.  Sarah's back was to me so I couldn't see the
look on her face.  It looked like her friend was trying to convince her
of something, but I was only guessing.  Sarah then reached in front of
her and pulled down the front of her bikini bottom.  Damn it, she was
facing the wrong way.  All I could see was a little more ass in back,
the top of her crack.  She had obviously pulled down the front of her
bottoms  to reveal something to her friend; a tattoo, a newly shaved
bush?  Alas, I would never know.  She rearranged her bikini and lay
down on the chaise.  Her friend did the same and they continued their
conversation.  I watched for another ten minutes and then decided to
leave the house.  I snuck back out, got in my car, and went to the
movies for a couple  hours.  When I returned they were, of course,
gone.

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The rest of my summer went pretty much like the first part.  I worked
hard, dated a few women, and spied on Sarah.  I probably got to watch
her almost twenty times.  She was topless every time.  Her friend was
there three other times that I saw, and was always nude.  I took about
three roles of pictures and some video footage.  I never did get to see
Sarah's bush.  I got the pictures developed by mail order and have them
hidden away.  I take them out and look at them occasionally.  To this
day I still beat off to them when I need some relief. I never got
caught, not even close.  It was a truly memorable summer. 
Unfortunately it had to come to an end.  In late August Sarah had to go
away to college.  I said my good-byes and wished her luck.  I gave her
a three hundred dollar bonus for the great work she had done
(understatement of my life) for me this summer.  She gave me a hug and
that was that.  I drained the pool a couple of weeks later and my
spying was over for the year.  Little did I know that by next summer my
life would be radically different than it currently was.
   
Late that fall I met Jackie.  She worked at an accounting firm that was
doing some auditing of our company.  We hit it off right away.  After
we worked a couple  of late evenings together, we could both feel the
sparks starting to fly.  We went out on a couple of dates and before I
knew it we were back in my house one evening drinking wine on the
couch, exploring the insides of each other's mouths and taking off each
other's clothes.  Jackie was truly great looking (my life seems to have
been blessed with a disproportionate number of great looking women). 
She had short dark brown hair, sort of a wedge, with large bright blue
eyes.  This made for a striking combination.  She was taller than
average with a perfectly proportioned figure, smallish B-cup breasts
set high on her chest  with a sort of ski slope shape, a swell at the
hips, pointy ass, great legs and ankles, long fingers, and perfect
olive skin.  
   
Our first sex was great- all sweaty and animal with lots of grunting
and moaning on both of our parts.  First sex is always hard because you
never know what the other person is going to be like in bed:  shy,
reserved, aggressive, quiet, foul-mouthed.  I've been with most of
these types.  Jackie didn't disappoint.  Half-way through our first
go-round she asked, no, she told me to fuck her cunt until she was
unconscious.  I took that as a good sign of our sexual compatibility. 
I came three times that night and Jackie came about twenty.  I was
hooked and so was she.
   
We started dating pretty hot and heavy and were seeing each other
pretty regularly, when she got a promotion that led to a lot of travel
on her part.  She was gone for a week at a time and then home for a few
days and then gone again for a week.  It put a crimp in our sex life,
but the homecomings were awesome.  Sometimes we didn't get out of bed
for 18 hours after her return.
   
Jackie was almost perfect, but there was one thing that I wanted to
change about her.  She had a fairly hairy pussy that  she didn't shave
or even trim.  The hair was black and long and extended out over a
large area.  After we had been dating for a while I broached the
subject carefully after one of our sex sessions.  "You know I think
your perfect.  The perfect lover, the perfect friend, everything."
   
"Uh oh, here it comes.  If I wasn't naked I'd be reaching for my
wallet."
   
"Oh, you give me so little credit.  Maybe I was just going to tell you
how wonderful you are and leave it at that."
   
"Right.  You're not fooling anyone.  Out with it."
   
"OK .  It's just a minor thing.  Really not worth mentioning really."
   
"Where's my wallet?"
   
"Very funny.  You know I think your body is perfect.  I worship it. 
Just thinking about it gets me hard.  But you know what would really
turn me on?"
   
"What?"
   
"I'd like it if you trimmed or shaved some of the hair around your
pussy.  Not all of it.  I don't want you bald, looking like a ten year
old or anything.  Just a nice neat hairdo down there.  What do you
think?"  I was nervous.  Jackie could explode or call me some sort of
freak or pervert.  It was her body, of course, I was the luckiest man
alive to have her share it with me.
   
"Is that it?   Jesus, I thought you wanted me to fuck a dog or go down
on you in public.  Hell, I kept my pussy shaved all through college.  I
just stopped doing it a couple of years ago cause there was no one to
appreciate it.  In college all the women I knew trimmed or shaved. 
Where's the razor, loverboy?  I had a boyfriend once who like to shave
me personally.  Talk about devotion.  He used to shave me and then a
couple of jerks and he'd come all over my freshly shaven cunt.  He was
nuts, but he knew how to shave and he knew how to eat pussy.  Not
nearly as good as you of course."  She winked.  I was in heaven.
   
"I think I'm in love.  Let's move to the bathroom."  I grabbed my
razor, threw away the old blade, and inserted a new one.  My bathroom
had a large two person shower (more on that later) and a large sunken
tub.  I started the water running in the tub.  Jackie sat on the edge
with her feet in the tub. I went to my dresser and retrieved a pair of
scissors and then grabbed my can of shaving cream and a couple of
towels.  I had some good massage oil in the closet so I grabbed that
too.  I got in the tub.  We were both still naked.
"I think maybe I'll just watch.  Is there anything else you need?"
   
"No, this should be good.  I may need another new blade eventually. 
Don't worry I wasn't going to let you shave me.  If you haven't done
this before it can be tricky and any cuts hurt like hell.  The shaving
isn't so bad, but the growing in itches like hell. I'll  have to keep
this up, so I can train you to shave me if you want."
   
I wanted.  But mostly I just wanted to sink my tongue and lips into her
freshly shaven pussy.  I was rock hard with anticipation and Jackie
knew it.
   
"God, you're like a little puppy all excited down there at my feet,"
she laughed.  "Now I'm not going to shave myself bald.  I don't want to
look like an eleven year old.  Any particular design you care for?  I'd
forgotten how much artistic license this afforded me.  Your choices are
a small little oval at the top of my pussy, a long stripe up my groin,
a shrunken version of the triangle I'm currently sporting, or something
really exotic like a heart or shamrock?  I guess  your not Irish so a
shamrock is probably out.  What'll it be?"
   
Having never been presented with a choice like this before, I was a bit
overwhelmed.  I figured I'd have lots of choices in the future if I was
the shaver so it didn't really matter too much.  "How about something
simple.  A nice small triangle, about the size of a small cracker."
   
"The food metaphor  is a good choice.  I expect  a lot of eating in
return for this."  Jackie began trimming her pubic hair with the
scissors.  She was trimming as close to the skin as she could.  She was
roughing out the area  where the triangle would be.  A lot of hair
needed to be cut to achieve the desired effect.  When she was done
trimming there was a lot of hair scattered about her legs and in the
tub.  She stood up and dusted herself off, with the rest of the hair
falling into the tub.  What she was left with was a large area of
quarter inch stubble surrounding a triangle shaped section with half
inch long hair.  "Hand me the shaving cream.  No, on second thought,
lather me up yourself.  Try not to get any inside of me it can be
irritating."
   
I didn't waste a second in squirting some gel into my hands and
starting to rub it onto her stubbley region.  I figured the triangle
portion wasn't going to get shaved.  I rubbed it all in, resisting the
urge to rub her clit.
   
"Hand me the razor, please."
   
I handed her the razor.  "Before you begin, I just want to tell you
that this proves to me you are the best woman I have ever met. 
Probably the greatest woman I'll ever meet.  I owe you big time."
   
"All right, I hear you, and I'll remember that, but don't get all
melodramatic, like I said I used to do this all the time.  It was the
in thing to do when I was in school.  I didn't know anyone in high
school who did it so when I went to college I was a bit naive.  We had
open showers in the women's bathroom in my dorm.  Just a big tile
section in the bathroom with four shower heads on a side.  Not real big
either, only fifteen by twenty feet probably.  You couldn't really hide
anything from anyone in there.  You tended to lose your modesty pretty
fast."  While Jackie was telling this story she started shaving.  I
noticed she was careful to shave down, not up or across.  She was
making good time and you could tell doing this was bringing back the
memories. 
   
"So anyway, the first time I saw Jennifer in the shower I was pretty
surprised.  She lived two doors down from me and was one of the
prettier women on the hall.  Not the prettiest, but she had a sexual
aura about her that even other women could feel.  When she dropped her
towel outside the shower area and walked in I instantly noticed the
difference.  She had long jet black hair, on her head.  Her pussy, was
a different story.  She had only a small tuft right at the top of her
slit.  I couldn't have been more than the size of a big postage stamp. 
Even naive me knew that that wasn't natural and she must have shaved
that herself.  I was trying not to stare, but she caught me.  
   "I can't believe all the looks I'm getting.  Let me save  you the
questions, Jackie.  Yes I shave it.  No it doesn't hurt.  I shave it
every day.  I've been doing it for about a year.  Everyone on my high
school swim team did it.  It was sort of our team bonding ritual.  Yes,
guys love it.  I can't believe no one has seen a shaved puss before. 
Jesus, am I the only one the hall who's been around?   Any more
questions?"
   
"I was pretty damn embarrassed as you can imagine.  She had, in fact,
answered pretty much all my questions.  We showered in pretty much
silence after that and I left feeling pretty childish.  Maybe I was
being like a kid and any real woman would have shaved.  I didn't know. 
It turns out that Jennifer and I became pretty good friends.  She was
actually a lot of fun and she and about six other of us on the hall
always hung out together."  Jackie looked to be about half done with
the job.  The parts she had done looked  pristine, not a hair or nick
showing.  
   
Jackie continued her story.  "So one night all of us are drinking some
beer and being really squirrely in one of our rooms, I think it was my
room actually.  Anyway, we've all got a good buzz but no one is drunk
or anything.  We're doing the female version of guy talk, talking about
dicks and butts and blowjobs and all that sort of stuff.  So the talk
comes around to cunnilingus and Jen brings it up that she can always
get guys to go down on her since they are so intrigued by her shave
job.  We all think this is a riot for some reason and go on and on
about how that would be enough incentive for any of us to do it.  Well,
Jen is sort of sick of just hearing our talk and tells us to put our
money where our mouths are, so to speak.  We all just look at each
other for a couple of seconds, and then Karen stands up and says "I'm
in. Who else?"  We all pretty much agree and everyone races to their
rooms to grab their razors and towels.  No one even bothers to strip in
their rooms, we all literally run to the bathroom.  This is at like
2:30 am and anyone else who was awake would have thought we were nuts."
   
"We all pile into the bathroom and start stripping off our clothes. 
After we're all naked and have the showers going we all sort of look at
Jen.  She's got a bottle of shaving cream in her hand and says.  "Don't
try anything fancy.  Just a nice rectangle or triangle.  Use plenty of
cream and shave down not across or up."  We all nod as Jen walks around
to each of us and squirts a liberal amount of shaving cream in each of
our hands.  We all start to lather up.  I look around and I see six
other women rubbing their pussies  in unison.  We're all sort of
looking at each other and Jennifer.  No one wants to make the first
swipe.  Jennifer is just sort of looking at us with a look that says,
"Do it for god's sake already."  Finally, Karen takes a swipe and lives
to tell about it.  That breaks the ice and we all dig in.  About half
of the women nicked themselves. But all in all, we did a pretty decent
job.  There were seven pretty good looking pussies in that shower by
the time we were done.  Jen sort of went around and inspected each one. 
I'll tell you, I was pretty wet inside by the time we were done.  In
retrospect it was my first lesbian tinged encounter and it made me hot
as hell.  After her inspection Jen gave us care and maintenance tips
and we all sort of look at each others pussies as we toweled off and
dressed.  Almost all of us kept it up while we were in school.  And
Jennifer was right.  I never had a problem again getting a guy to go
down on me."  
   
Jackie was just finishing up on her shave job.  It looked spectacular. 
"Hand  me that towel."  She toweled herself off and inspected her work,
as did I.  Her story and her technique left me totally entranced.  "Not
bad if I say so myself.  I forgot how good that can feel.  Its all
tingly.  Give me that oil."  She proceeded to rub her nearly naked
pussy with massage oil.  
   
"Let me do that for you."
   
"I was wondering what was taking you so long."  I started massaging oil
all over her pubic region.  I was using both hands now, one for her
skin and one for her clit and pussy.  The hair she had left was
glistening as was her skin.  Jackie had her head thrown back and her
hair was swaying back and forth as she began to moan.  I dropped my
hand and moved my mouth in to cover her warm slippery pussy.  I licked
and sucked with abandon, leaving no crevice unlicked.  I darted my
tongue up her pussy and all over her clit.  She was coming now with
hard contractions  in her abdomen.  Her head was bent forward and her
eyes were screwed shut.  As she calmed down I asked her a question,   

"Were you picturing your old boyfriend, the one who jacked off after
you shaved?"
   
"No, but that would have been fun too."  She smiled.  "I was just
concentrating on your tongue.  It was fantastic."  
   
 From that afternoon on Jackie always kept her pussy shaved for me.  She
taught me how to do it and I came to replace her old boyfriend in her
mind as the man who truly worshipped her pussy.


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The relationship between Jackie and me became stronger over the winter. 
We were truly in love.  She actually moved in to my house and got rid
of her apartment.  Neither of us was too keen on marriage at this
point, but we both thought of the relationship as a long term thing. 
Our sex life was as hot and heavy as ever.  We were doing everything,
in every position, in every room in the house.  She was still traveling
a lot, but it was beginning to ease up.  Even so,  it was our regular
separations  that made our time together so intense.  
   
When spring rolled around my thoughts turned to the pool again.  I was
still going to need someone to take care of the pool since my travel
schedule was picking up again and both Jackie and I were often out of
town simultaneously.  I was, of course, hoping that Sarah would be
available again this summer, but since she had been away at school all
year I hadn't seen her to ask.  I thought about calling her mother, but
decided I didn't really want to talk with her, remembering our last
meeting  and my current involvement with Jackie.  
   
I was just starting to get concerned about who would take care of the
pool when I saw Sarah getting out of a car in front of her house one
afternoon.  I pulled over my car and yelled to her.  She walked over,
"How was your first year at college?"
   
"Great, but exhausting.  I just finished exams yesterday and got back
home last night.  I think I'll sleep for a week."
   
"Did you learn anything or was it all just one big party?"
   
"Well, unfortunately I did manage to cram a couple of facts into my
brain in between all the parties."  She smiled and rolled her eyes to
indicate  her sarcasm.
   
"What are your plans for the  summer?  Got any good jobs lined up?"
   
"Same as last year actually.  I just got back from the home care
office.  I'm going to have pretty much the exact same deal as last
year."
   
"Are you interested in a little pool maintenance on the side.  Same
deal as last year, a little work and a lot of sun."
   
"Ooh, I was hoping you would ask. I feel pretty pasty after living in a
dorm and studying all winter.  The warm air is giving me the urge to
tan."
   
"They didn't teach you about skin cancer at school I guess.  Ah well,
today's youth."
   
"Yeah, when you were my age you were doing the same thing only driving
around without a seatbelt  and smoking unfiltered cigarettes too."
   
"Touché.  I'll stop by with the key and my first travel plans later
this week.  Oh, I almost forgot.  I don't live alone anymore.  A woman,
Jackie, lives with me.  We've been seeing each other since the fall. 
You'll need to meet her.  She travels too, that's why I still need you. 
I'll let her know about our deal.  She's sometimes  home in the
afternoons when she isn't traveling, but don't let that stop you from
using the pool.  She's a sun worshipper too, so she'll probably be out
at the pool too.  I hope that won't cramp your style.  I know you said
you liked the privacy.  She's young at heart.  You'll get along great. 
Why don't you stop by tomorrow to get the key and I can introduce you?"
   
"OK.  Sound fine.  I'm going to take a serious nap now.  Bye."
   
"Bye"
   
The first meeting between Sarah and Jackie took place the next day.  It
was a perfect day, high 70s, sunny, low humidity.  Jackie and I had
just finished getting the pool in shape and we were out doing yardwork
when Sarah strolled up to our house.  "Hi Dave.  You must be Jackie. 
I'm Sarah, nice to meet you."  Sarah extended her hand towards Jackie.
   
"Pleased to meet you Sarah.  Dave says your going to be taking care of
the pool this summer.  Great, it sounds like a job I wouldn't be good
at.  All that chemistry just confuses me. You also use it to work on
your tan?"
   
"Yeah, I did last year is that OK with you?"
   
"Sure.  I'm glad someone can use it.  I have some afternoons off and
that's where I plan to spend them.  You're welcome to use it when I do. 
I hope my being around won't take all the fun out of it.  I'd
appreciate someone to talk with and to tell me if I'm getting burned."
   
"Yeah, no problem.  Sometimes it can get boring to just lay there and
bake."
Pretty soon Sarah and Jackie were off in some conversation about
college.  Neither of them had bothered to even acknowledge my presence,
so I figured they were hitting it off just fine. They wandered off
towards the pool and I went back to the yard work.  About fifteen
minutes later they reappeared.  "Dave do you have the key for Sarah?"
Jackie asked.
   
"Yeah, I'll go in and get it.  I thought you two had forgotten all
about me.  Where did you two learn your manners?"
   
"Oh, you'll get over it.  It's a girl thing," Jackie said.  
   
I returned with the key and we briefed Sarah on our next couple of
weeks of traveling.  She departed and we watched her walk away.  "Well,
you two seemed to hit it off pretty well."
   
"She's really quite nice and funny too.  She reminds me of myself ten
years ago."
   
"How so?"
   
"Oh, just her attitudes and temperament.  She doesn't seem to be taking
anything to seriously yet.  That's good.  There's plenty of time for
that later in life.  She's quite beautiful."
   
"Oh really, I hadn't noticed."  I didn't really expect  her to believe
that.
   
"Yeah, right.  Nice try, Dave.  Nobody here is buying that line.  I'll
bet fifty bucks you've beat off thinking about her."
   
"Impossible to prove either way so its a silly bet.  Anyway, with you
around I really don't have to do a whole hell of a lot of beating off."
   
"Damn right.  That's the way I like it."

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    Next Tuesday was the first time Jackie was going to be out of town
and I was going to be in town.  I was planning to make a visit to the
house to check up on Sarah, but the day was rainy and I knew Sarah
wouldn't be sunning that day.  I was depressed the whole afternoon. 
Jackie arrived later that night, however, and our usual vigorous round
of sex made me forget all about my earlier disappointment.  
   
The next day was sunny and Jackie was home from work all afternoon.  I
called around 1:00 to see how her day was going.  "Sarah and I are
sunning by the pool.  We're having a great time, too bad you can't come
home and join us.  You'd probably be bored anyway.  Mostly just girl
talk and stuff.  She's quite a talker.  It's fun.  How's your day
going."
   
"Fine."  I felt dejected and left out.  At the same time I was happy,
however, that Sarah and Jackie were hitting it off.  It was fun to
imagine them sitting around the pool in their bikinis covered with oil,
perhaps topless, perhaps nude.  No, I was getting ahead of myself.  I
was also starting to wonder if I could keep my spying on Sarah secret
from Jackie.  I knew she wouldn't likely catch me.  But I felt I might
need to tell her about it one day, since I wasn't sure I could keep it
from her.  But that wasn't my main concern yet.  I just wanted to see
Sarah's tits again.
   
The early evening was busy for both Jackie and I.  We didn't have much
of a chance to talk as we both had some work to catch up on.  When we
were climbing in bed I asked her if she had a good time with Sarah this
afternoon.  "She's not going to be an inconvenience is she?"
   
"Good god no.  She's a blast.  We had a great time.  It's sort of like
being in college for me all over again.  I get so little time to talk
with other women these days.  She's younger than me, but we can still
relate to each other."
   
"Well, good."
   
"Yeah, she really had a good time at college this year.  It's funny it
brought back all my memories of college."
   
"What of sleeping your way through all the fraternities on campus?
   
"Very funny mister.  No, just the newness of all the experiences and
people.  Being on your own and being responsible for all of your own
decisions.  She had a couple of boyfriends she told me all about.  Its
so fun to be that age.  None of it is serious yet."
   
"I can't imagine she had only a couple of boyfriends.  As you said
yourself she's pretty good looking."
   
"Hell, I underestimated her.  She wore a black string bikini to the
pool that would have made  most eighteen year olds come in their trunks
by just looking at her.  That young woman has a body."  Hmm, she must
have a new bikini this year I thought.
   
I reached over and pulled Jackie tight to me.  We were both naked. 
"I'll bet she can't hold a candle to this body."  I started running my
hands all over her body.  " I saw you last week in your new bikini and
this 29 year old almost came in his trunks when he saw you."
   
"Flattery will get you everywhere.  Did I burn today?"  She sat up and
tried to look at her back.
   
"Maybe just a little.  I can see your strap marks on your neck and
back.  Did you use sunscreen?"
   
"Yeah, but maybe not a high enough SPF.  I haven't had the opportunity
to do much tanning the last few years.  I'm looking forward to this
summer for that reason alone.  The privacy is nice.  I was thinking of
going for the all over tan, so don't get too attached to the tan lines. 
I'm shooting for not having any."
   
"How do you think your tanning partner will feel about that?  Or did
you already discuss that with her?"
   
"No, I didn't.  But I don't think it will be a problem.  I'll start
slowly, with just topless and I'll see if she feels uncomfortable. 
She's pretty liberal.  I'm guessing it won't be a problem."
   
"Well, I can't wait to see the results of all your work. Just be
careful of all those spots that don't normally see the sun."  I moved
my head down to her breasts  and started slowly circling her left
nipple with my tongue.  I also reached down to her bare pussy and
started massaging the outer lips.  "I wouldn't want to have to apply
aloe to your skin or anything."
   
"I'll bet.  Ooh that feels good.  God, my pussy's been aching all day
since I was by the pool.  I was doing some fantasizing about you in
between conversations  with Sarah."
   
"Oh yeah, what were they?"
   
"I'll tell you later, but first just put your dick into me.  I need a
quick fuck."
   
"If you insist."  I rolled over on top of her and placed my cock at the
entrance to her slit.  I ran it up and down the length of her slit a
couple of times to moisten my cock and to tease her clit.  
   
"Please put it in, now."
   
"Man, you are fired up. Usually you like a lot of messing around first. 
That must have been some fantasy."  I eased my cock into her and she
pulled her legs around my ass driving me deeper into her.  I started
slowly stroking in and out of her.  Her legs and feet were caressing my
ass, a feeling I loved.  
   
"Mmm.  That feels so good."  I covered her mouth with mine and we
proceeded to kiss and hump for a good five minutes.  Jackie then
started to buck in earnest and I could tell she was close to coming and
wanted me to pick up the pace.  I broke our kiss and wrapped my hands
under her shoulders.  I started to drive faster and harder.  She
started moaning louder and driving her hips up to meet me.  We were
both sweating and grunting.  "Yeah, don't stop.  Keep pumping.  Yes. 
Yes. Oh, god I'm coming.  Uhhgg.  Fuck my cunt. Yes. Yes. Fuck me."  I
started giving her everything I had.  I started to come too.  She was
climaxing forcefully now, and I was shooting my come all over the
inside of her vagina.  It was a particularly powerful climax for her,
and I didn't even rub her clit with my fingers.  Her fantasy must have
really been something.  I asked her again what it was but she wouldn't
tell.  She just smiled at me.  "Later."

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Tuesday and Wednesday were both cloudy days, so I figured Sarah
wouldn't be over for a visit.  Thursday was much nicer, but I was
booked all day; no chance to go home and take a peak at her.  Friday
morning Jackie was leaving for a quick trip to the east coast.  We
parted in the morning, and as I backed out of the driveway and squinted
into the morning sun, I knew today would be a good day.
   
I came home around 12:30 and went through my usual routine of parking
the car and sneaking up to my bedroom.  I peeked through the window and
could instantly see that Sarah was in the pool and swimming.  It
quickly became apparent that she was swimming for exercise, as she was
doing the crawl and actually doing flip turns at each end.  It was also
apparent that she was wearing a one-piece tank suit.  Perfect for lap
swimming, but not so good for peeking.  I thought about leaving, but I
decided to at least stay until she got out of the pool.  Perhaps it was
a particularly great looking tank suit.  
   
Sarah swam for about ten more minutes.  She finally slowed down and did
a couple of laps using the side stroke before getting out of the
shallow end and walking towards the chaise on which her bag and towel
were resting.  She bent her head to one side and proceeded to wring her
hair out.  It struck me as a funny thing to do, but hey, I've never had
long hair.  She started to towel off, and I had to admit she looked
great even in a rather plain racing Speedo.  She was finishing drying
off and was spreading her towel on the chaise.  I was just thinking to
myself that she would really mess up her tan lines by laying out in
that suit when Sarah gave me a most pleasant surprise.  She sort of did
a quick look around, perhaps out of habit or modesty, and then pulled
the straps from her suit down over her shoulders.  She was in profile
to me so I could see her lovely tits easily.  They were still as lovely
as I remembered them.  Sarah then started to peel the suit off of her
body. I said to myself, "This is it."  I was excited and up on my
knees.  As she pulled the suit over her ass and down her legs I caught
just a glimpse of dark brown pussy hair.  It was still wet and
glistening.  As she pulled the suit off of her feet she pivoted away
from me.  Damn.  I had a lovely view of her ass, the only truly white
part of her body.  She was reaching into her bag for something.  Then
she pulled it out.  Damn, her bikini bottoms.  She put them on with her
back to me.  I was so bummed.  The perfect opportunity and my sight
line was wrong.  
   
Sarah sat on the end of the chaise and rubbed suntan lotion all over
her body.  Normally this would have been the most erotic site in the
world, but I was too depressed to care.  I watched her for a few more
minutes after she lay back to tan.  Her breasts were displayed for all
their glory, and she glistened expectantly, but to no avail.  I
couldn't even manage a hard on.  I needed to get her naked.  It was my
quest, and I though the only way to do it was with Jackie.  I might
need to admit to my spying, but I thought Jackie might do help me just
for my amusement.   Of course, there was the chance that she would be
disgusted and leave me, but at the moment that chance seemed remote and
definitely worth taking.  I was obsessed, not thinking straight, and
probably going over the edge, but who cared.  

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Saturday evening Jackie and I had our usual, high charged reunion.  I
wanted to talk about Sarah and what I had seen the day before, but I
couldn't bring myself to do it.  Jackie was all excited about some
couple she had seen on the plane and she was pretty sure they were
jacking each other off underneath the blanket they had on their laps. 
She was telling me about it as we slowly made love.  She was telling me
how she wanted to do that the next time we flew together.  I didn't say
no.  
   
We made love well into the night and slept like dogs until late in the
morning.  I had plenty to do outside around the house.  Jackie had had
a tough week so I told her to relax and she took me up on my offer.  It
was lovely all weekend long - sunny, warm and low humidity (a rarity
for Chicago).  I spent a great deal of time with some maintanence on
the pool and in our garden.  Jackie spent most of the day by the pool
relaxing and sipping screwdrivers.  She was working on her all-over tan
so she was naked most of the afternoon.  By the end of Sunday she had a
pretty good all-over tan.  She, of course, looked great laying on the
chaise with a sheen of sweat and lotion on her body.  She was taking
numerous dips in the pool to cool off also. I joined her on a number of
occasions, stripping off my shorts and diving in naked.  We screwed
once in the pool during the afternoon.  I also got a blowjob near the
garden just before dinner.  Jackie just walked up behind me (naked of
course) kissed me hard, pulled my shorts to my knees and blew me right
by the tulips while she fingered herself to an orgasm.  It didn't take
long for me to come in her mouth ( I love watching Jackie finger
herself).  Afterwards she just licked her lips, slapped me on the ass, 
and told me to get back to work as she walked away.
   
Monday was off to work for me as per usual.  Jackie was working in the
morning but took some comp. time in the afternoon for all her hard work
recently.  I was on edge because I was suspecting another poolside
meeting between Sarah and Jackie and I knew Jackie was going to be
baring something.  When I came home Jackie was in a great mood.  She
had cooked me a big dinner and was all smiles and laughs.  I didn't
want to seem to anxious, so I didn't ask for any details about the
afternoon other than what she did (she sunned with Sarah it turned
out).  I think Jackie suspected that I wanted to hear about it in a
more intimate setting so she didn't volunteer any more info during the
evening.  
   
After we were in bed together I was caressing and kissing Jackie's
skin.  "I love the fact that you don't have any tan lines.  I think
it's incredibly sexy.  I'm not sure if it's the look I love so much or
just knowing that you have to lay around naked covered with oil to
achieve the look.  Its probably a combination of the two."
   
"That's  funny.  Sarah commented on my lack of tan lines today too."
   
"Oh yeah, how did your little exhibitionism plan go?"  I was trying to
be as nonchalant as possible.
   
"Great.  I decided I wasn't going to get such a great tan and then ruin
it with tan lines just because we had a guest over.  She's a big girl
she can handle a little nudity and I was right.  She was already out by
the pool when I got home.  She was skimming the pool for leaves.  Boy
she works hard.  Anyway, I waved to her and went upstairs and changed
into my bikini, grabbed all my supplies and headed out.  She was just
finishing and sitting down when I got out there.  We sat on adjacent
chaises and settled in for some serious sunning.  I decided to ask her
to put some lotion on my back and she agreed.  I untied the string that
goes over my back, but held my cups over my breasts."
   
""Wow, it looks like you've done some serious tanning over the weekend. 
You've really darkened up, and hey, no tan lines here," Sarah said."
   "You think that's impressive look at this. I stood up and pulled
down the back of my bikini and showed her half of one of my tan buns." 
I was massaging one of those buns as we spoke.
   
""It looks like you've been taking advantage of the privacy back here,"
Sarah said."
   
"I told her yes and said that it was one of the things I liked best
about the house.  I decided to be very straightforward and asked her if
it would be all right if I tanned nude while she was around.  I told
her I didn't want to make her uncomfortable, so I would understand if
she didn't really want me to."  I was rigid with excitement.  What
would Sarah's answer be? 
   
Jackie didn't keep me in suspense. "Sarah said "No problem. I have a
friend who comes over and rips off her clothes the second she gets
here.  She love the all-over look.  Actually, when I'm here myself I
always tan topless."  So I guessed right.  She didn't care.  I told her
don't' let me stop you from doing that while I'm here.  Try the whole
shebang.  You don't want to be a cottontail all your youth.  "I don't
really want to burn.  That must be uncomfortable."  I've got some good
sunscreen you can borrow.  I haven't burned my ass yet.  "I'm not
really worried about my ass.  Burned labia have to really hurt."  I
told her that's true they do, but a little sunblock and your pubic hair
pretty much prevent that.  But, hey it's up to you.  After that I undid
the top string on my bikini and took it off and then peeled off my
bottoms.  Sarah seemed almost nonplused by the whole thing.  I had my
back to her when I took off my bottoms  and when I turned around and
laid down on my chaise she did a double take when she saw my pussy.  I
don't think she'd seen one shaved quite so close before.  She tried to
act nonchalant, but I wouldn't let her.  I told her, "Yeah, I shave it. 
Dave likes it this way and so do I.  I, however, have to be careful the
first few times out otherwise I will burn my lips.""
   
I was massaging those lips as she spoke.  I was rock hard, loving every
second of the story.  I was trying not to appear to enraptured, but,
God, it was so exciting.  To be able to expose herself to Sarah.  I was
so jealous.  We were lying like spoons and I had my hand in between
Jackie's thighs gently stroking her labia.  As she went on with the
story I reached  in to stroke her clit.  I was pleasantly surprised
when I found out she was dripping wet, and I don't think it was because
of me.  She was as turned on by the days events as I was.  This was
going to make the future much more interesting than I thought.  I
started to stroke her clit as she went on with the story.  Her tale was
occasionally punctuated by a moan or a pause, as she was enjoying the
finger fucking I was giving her.
   
"So I lay there on my chaise and she was rubbing suntan lotion on her
legs.  She then took off her top very casually and smeared lotion all
over her chest.  Its a pretty impressive chest too I might add.  You
wouldn't think ten years of gravity to could cause that much sag, but
compared to me her tits are like steel."
   
"Don't sell yourself short.  You've got the best tits in the world."  I
swung my head over her shoulder and kissed her nipples and breasts . 
"Fabulous nipples too."
   
"Well then you wouldn't like hers. They're the exact opposite of mine. 
She has almost no aureole.  Not like me where my hole tit is aureole." 
I decided not to answer that one and just took a mouthful of nipple
between my teeth and bit lightly.
   
"So is that the end of the afternoon?  And why are you going into such
excruciating detail?  Is this for my benefit or yours?"   
   
"I just thought  you might want to know what happened."
   
"I do.  I do.  I just noticed your juices were flowing freely and I
couldn't help but think, maybe wishfully, that the whole situation
turned you on."
   
"I don't think I want to comment on that."
   
"Baby, you don't need to.  Your pussy says it all."  With that I headed
south and began to play with her clit with my tongue.  "Tell me the
rest of the story and enjoy."
   
"OK ."
   
"We'll talk about the rest of this later."
   
"All right.  Where was I.  Oh, yeah.  So she finishes oiling up and
then stands up facing me with her pelvis about two feet from my face
and just quick as a flash pulls off her suit saying, "There's no time
like the present to start."  I laughed and handed her my sunscreen. 
She rubbed it all over her butt and then right in front of me massages
it into her snatch."
   
"Let me guess, shaved into a swastika or died green or something."
   
"No.  Virgin, unshaved, pretty hairy snatch.  I think you care  a
little to much."
   
"No more than you my dear."
   
"All right to bring this long story to a close we laid around naked
together all afternoon.  It was great.  I think she's wanted to do that
for a while, but felt uncomfortable in front of her friend, but doing
it in front of an "older woman" made it acceptable.  I think we'll be
spending all our afternoons naked together."
   
"Fabulous."  With that I redoubled my efforts on her clit.  I took my
right hand and stuck my middle two fingers up her pussy and started
pumping them in and out.
   
"Oh yeah.  I need that.  This won't take long."  I took my left middle
finger and started stroking the crack of her ass and then her rosebud
itself.  I was sucking and licking her clit furiously.  Jackie was
pinching her tits and throwing her head from side to side.  Her pelvis
was rocking up and down violently.  I was having trouble keeping my
fingers and mouth planted on her.  When she started to come, her legs
went stiff and her butt clenched  up.  At that moment I increases the
pressure on both her asshole and clit.  That increased her pleasure and
she started grunting as she bucked and came like a locomotive.  
   
There's no greater sight than that of a woman totally abandoned to
orgasm and Jackie was no exception.  I know that the physical pleasure
I brought her was great, but that the story she told and the events of
the afternoon are what really brought her off.  I decided to broach the
subject and perhaps confess my actions as well.
   
After she came back to earth I moved up next to her and started the
conversation.  "From what I can tell, I think something about Sarah
turns you on.  What is it?"
   
"Umm.  I'm really not sure I want to have this conversation."
   
"I'll be very honest with you.  I really doubt there is anything you
could say that would cause any negative feelings in me.  I'll tell you
right now.  If you're attracted to her and you think I'll be pissed
because of some bisexual-lesbian phobia whatever, you're wrong. I will,
however, be totally turned on."
   
"Well, there is that aspect.  For some reason I am aroused by her.  But
I thought you might like that.  I can tell from the way you talk about
her and watch her and listen to me talk about  her that you're hot for
her."
   
"How do you know?"
   
"Oh don't give me that.  I'm a woman I can tell these sorts of things."
   
"All  right , I confess, but I only think that makes me a healthy male
to be turned on by a beautiful young woman." I really wanted to tell
her everything right then.  For some reason, I decided it would be all
right and she wouldn't care about my voyeurism.  "So who's more turned
on?  You or me?"
   
"I don't know.  How turned on are you?"
   
"All right confession time. If you're going to spill your guts, I'll
spill mine too. You know Sarah's tits."
   
"Yeah. I've seen um."
   
"Well, so have I."
   
"What.  Have you fucked her?"  She looked surprised and like she could
get very angry depending on my next sentence.
   
"No. No. No.  But I've come home from work a couple of times in the
middle of the day and I've noticed her out there  by the pool walking
around or laying around topless.  I didn't look away.  In fact, I
actively hid so I could observe her longer.  How much of a louse am I?"
   
"Hah.  Not much.  So you snuck a peek.  Big deal.  You wouldn't be a
guy if you didn't.  Did you jack off while you did it?  That's the
standard thing isn't it.?
   
"No.  But I almost did once."
   
"How many times have you done this?  Are you planning your days around
it?"
   
"No, no, no.  Maybe half a dozen times."  I lied a little. "No, I only
stop by when I have to for a legitimate reason.  The first time I saw
her was totally an accident.  The other times I just took advantage of
the opportunity.  That's it. No more.  End of story."
   
"OK you're forgiven.  No harm.  I hope you enjoyed the show.  You would
have really liked today's  then."
   
"I know.  I'd like to see more of her.  But enough of me.  You were
going to tell me more about what was going through your head.  So she
turns you on.  Big deal.  What else?"
   
"Well, in my wild impetuous youth I had similar feelings."
   
"Yeah, so.  I think that's common."
   
"Well I acted on them and liked it."
   
"OK this sounds serious, so let me tell you right now I don't care what
happened in the past and frankly unless you're scarred by it or
something I will likely be incredibly turned on by the whole thing.  So
if you don't want to turn me on, don't tell me the  details.  Jackie
grabbed my face with both hands and gave me a huge kiss.  
   
"Oh, you are wonderful.  I am incredibly lucky.  I'll tell you the
whole story.  I still get turned on myself thinking about it.  Please
fuck me while I tell it to you.  God I've fantasized about this
forever, but I've never told a guy because I thought he would be
threatened."
   
"You've got a lot to learn about me and guys in general. Most men would
kill for the opportunity to fuck their lover while she told them about
some lesbian experience she had."
   
"Really?  I was so worried for all these years.  God men and women
really are from different planets I think."
   
I climbed on top of Jackie and slipped my rock hard shaft up her juicy
pussy.  I laid on top of her and started stroking and out of her slowly
as she started her story.


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(This section of the story is, for the most part, told by Jackie.)

It was the summer after my junior year of college.  I was staying at
school to take some extra classes. I had a scholarship so I didn't need
a job.  In between spring and summer terms there was a week in late
June where I didn't have any classes.  I was getting a little sick of
town so I called my girlfriend, Debbie. She lived in Texas, near Corpus
Christi and was hanging around her parent's house with nothing to do
all summer.  We hatched a plan where I would drive down to see her and
we would head to South Padre Island to camp for a few days.  I drove
down straight through, only stopping to eat and pee.  I got there 
about eighteen hours later.  
   
Debbie was every guys fantasy: big tits, pointy ass, nice legs, long
blond hair, the whole works.  No one at school knew this however,
because she was also sort of an earth muffin.  Always wearing baggy
clothes and sandals.  She had sexy, long fingers and nails, but never
painted them.  She was my best friend because she was probably more
accepting of me and every one else than anyone I knew.  She was
incredibly tolerant.  At the time I didn't understand why, but after
that weekend I sure did.
   
When I drove up to her parent's place I was sort of in awe.  I mean I
knew everything in Texas was big, but her parent's house looked huge. 
No wonder she didn't need to work in the summer.  Her folks were
obviously loaded.  I began to appreciate her even more, because you
would never guess she came from money by her appearance or demeanor.  I
went up and rang the bell, with a heavy coating of car-cheese all over
my body.  What else do you expect from eating nothing but fast food,
Fritos, Coke, and M&Ms for eighteen hours?  I was exhausted, but
excited to finally have arrived.  It took a while before I heard the
sound of someone approaching the door, and then it opened and there was
Debbie.  Wow.  She looked totally different. She was wearing skin tight
jogging shorts and a tight white T-shirt with obviously no bra
underneath.  She was barefoot and both her toenails and fingernails
were painted bright pink.
   
"Oh my god.  You made it."  Debbie greeted me with a big hug and a
scream.
   
"Yeah.  For a little while I wasn't sure if I would.  You look great. 
Is this a new look.?"
   
"Oh this?  I just do this for fun once in a while.  I'd like to return
the compliment about looks, but this really isn't your finest hour,"
she laughed at me.
   
"Hey cut me some slack.  I just busted my ass for a day to get here."
   
"You need some serious unwinding.  Let me get you a drink and we can
relax by the pool.  My folks are gone all day.  We can unwind today and
head to Padre tomorrow." She was already returning from the kitchen
with a couple of beers.
   
"Sounds great.  Let me dig my stuff out of my bag.  I dip in the pool
sounds perfect.  Unfortunately I think my suit is at the bottom of my
suitcase.  Isn't that the way it always is?"
   
"Bag the suit.  Its just the two of us and from the looks of it you
shouldn't wait another second before getting in that pool.  Come on,
this way."  I followed her through the living room not really thinking
yet, but not being able to say no.  I was pretty tired and the thought
of floating in the water was pretty tempting.  She was right, who
needed a suit?  Debbie was sliding open a big glass door and I could
see the pool, big of course, in the backyard.  There were lots of small
tables and chairs set up around it.  Debbie put the beers down on one
of the tables and started to untie her sandals. I started slipping off
my shoes and socks.  By the time I had them off, Debbie was pulling off
her shorts, revealing a great tan. Who wouldn't  have a great tan when
you had nothing to do but lie around the pool all summer?  She had
sleek, muscular legs with a fine blond hair on her thighs.  Like many
people she didn't shave above her knees.  As you know, I fell to the
other extreme of shaving.
   
My mind was fixed on getting in the pool as quickly as possible.  I
could feel the scum multiplying on my body as I shed my clothes.  I
pulled my shorts off while Debbie pulled off her shirt, revealing the
magnificent mounds I mentioned earlier.  I had seen most of my friends
naked, but I realized I had never seen Debbie naked.  We had never swum
or worked out together, and we never lived together.  I had pulled off
my shirt and was left in my bra and panties  as Debbie pulled off her
panties reveling a light blond, but totally unshaven bush.  The hair
was sparse and fine, almost down-like.  I unfastened my bra and
rearranged my breasts after having been confined for so long.  Debbie
was just starting to turn towards the pool when I pulled my panties
down, revealing my closely shaved pubes.  She actually pointed and
whistled. 
   
"Wow.  I never would have guessed."
   
" Well, I like it and all my boyfriends have loved it so I keep it
closely shaved."
   
" I don't ever bother.  I'm almost bald as it is."
   
"I'd call it more like fine instead of bald, but I agree, shaving would
be superfluous.  Lets get in I feel disgusting."  With that we both
dove in and enjoyed the cool clean water.  We swam and splashed around
for a few minutes then climbed out and sat on the edge of the pool to
drink our beers.  It was completely comfortable and natural.  We hung
out outside for most of the afternoon.  By late afternoon we had our
trip planned and we went inside and made dinner for the rest of the
family.  I was bushed so I went to bed early.  I woke up the next
morning and we headed for South Padre in Debbie's parents' Jeep.
   
We got to the park entrance on South Padre Island at about 9:00 am. 
Its basically a long barrier island.  The one end of the park gets all
the visitors and the press, but the majority of the island is quite
quiet.  The only access is by 4-wheel drive vehicle.  You basically
just drive down the beach until you want to stop and then you make
camp.  You need to bring everything as there aren't any facilities.
Depending on when you go you may not see any other people.  
   
Debbie and I started our drive down the island and we put quite a few
miles between us and the crowds.  We drove fifteen minutes past the
last couple we saw camped on the shore.  We chose a nice area of beach
with a few low dunes behind us to protect us from the wind.  There was
a little sea grass and a few scrub trees too.  Other than that, it was
sand, sea and us.  We unloaded a few things from the jeep, put some
beer in the water to cool, and pitched our tent.  It was about noon and
we were hot sweaty and tired.  When we had the last stake in the ground
neither of us could take it any more.  We needed to cool off and relax.
   
"Last on in's a rotten egg!" Debbie yelled as she started ripping off
her clothes.
   
"Hey no fair.  You caught me off guard."
   
"Quit complaining and start stripping."  Debbie was already almost
naked, with only her bra and panties to go.  She had them off before I
even had my shirt and shorts off.  She stood there looking at me and
laughing with her hands on her hips, totally naked as she waited for me
to finish undressing.  "Jeez, haven't you ever taken off your clothes
before?"
   
"Not competitively," I said as I finished taking off my panties.  I
pretended  to fold them up and lay them down neatly, but I turned
quickly and grabbed one of Debbie's arms and pulled her away from the
water.  I then ran past her towards the water.
   
"Cheater!" she yelled behind me.  I hit the water running and was knee
deep before she caught up to me and practically jumped on my back.  She
had her arms over my shoulders and was pulling me back down into the
water.  I was trying to get her arms off of me as I kept wading deeper
and deeper in.  She let go of my shoulders , but before I could break
away she grabbed me around the waist with one arm and around one leg
with the other.  I struggled, but was going over.  As I did, her arm on
my leg slid up and was pushing right against  my mound.  I fell over
and she released her grip.  She tried to get away, and she was
laughing, but I got up and made a flying tackle.  Grabbing her by the
waist.  I reached around an pulled her back, but she was dragging me
out.  In the water I didn't have enough weight to hold her back .  I
dug in my feet and put my right hand between her legs and reached up. 
My palm landed about two inches above her mound.  I started to lift her
out of the water.  She didn't weigh that much and I flung her back
towards me.  We both toppled over backwards, laughing.  I was
underneath her and was grabbing on to her.  I got a handful of tit a
couple of times underwater and she pretty much stepped on my pussy
once.  We both came up for air laughing.
   
"Full contact camping, a new sport," I said.
   
"Jeez, the way you grabbed for my pussy wasn't fair.  I'm going to have
to wear a cup next time we play," she laughed.  
   
We splashed and played for quite a while, until we decided to eat and
catch some rays.  Debbie made the sandwiches while I laid out the
blankets and towels.  We both had apparently given up on wearing
clothes.  While she was bending over to make the sandwiches I could
admire her ass and shapely legs. We ate our sandwiches and drank our
beer quickly and then settled down for some serious tanning.  We spread
oil all over ourselves and each other and laid back with our shades on.
I must say that any guy coming along to see us would have come on
sight.  We were looking good.  Our hair was wet and combed back.  Our
bodies were glistening.  Even our pubic hair, what little we had
between us, was glistening due to the combination  of oil, sweat, and
water.  We laid out all afternoon and never saw a single person.  We
took a few breaks to swim, but it was the most relaxing time I'd had in
months.  
   
After our final swim we got dressed as it was getting a little cooler,
and we made a fire to sit by and eat our dinner.  After dinner, in the
darkness we started to put away a few more  beers and our inhibitions
loosened up.  The conversation of course turned to sex.  Debbie was
telling me about some serious experimentation she had been trying the
last year or so.  "Yeah, I guess I've done it all the last few year. 
I'm not sure why.  I guess boredom mostly.  I'll tell  you what, some
of it actually does relieve the boredom of school.  I'm going to guess
that I'll be glad I did most of it when I'm married.  I can honestly
say I'll never have to wonder what anything would have been like."
   
"For instance.  What have  you done?"
   
"What haven't I done in the last year?  Jeez, I've done it with two
guys at one, with a guy and another woman, straight lesbian stuff. 
I've been tied up.  I've tied people up.  I've done it in public.  I
think I've had a cock in every orifice of my body."
   
"Ooo, anal. Didn't it hurt?"
   
"God yes.  I was so fucking stupid.  I decided to do it, and
unfortunately the guy I did it with had the world's biggest cock.  The
thing must have been ten inches long and two and a half inches wide. 
If I had been smart I would have done it with some pindick.  How about
you.  Lets not just talk about my sluttish ways."
   
"I'm just a little shocked.  I had no idea you were so wild.  You never
said anything.  I thought you were a quiet earth muffin."
   
"Yeah, I decided to keep this part of myself private from my friends. 
People talk and they don't talk kindly about women like that.  Don't
take it personally.  I almost told you a couple of times."
   
"OK I won't be offended.  I can't really compete with your exploits. 
I've was with Rick most of the year until we broke up when he
graduated.  The sex was OK.  He could eat pussy like it was going out
of style, but he didn't have much of a dick and he didn't know what to
do with it.  I stayed with him for the head.  He shaved my pussy for
me.  It turned him on.  He would shave me, eat me to a few orgasms,
then jack himself off onto my freshly shaved puss."
   
"That's weird."
   
"Yeah, in retrospect it is, but like I said, I've never met anyone who
could eat pussy like him."
   
"You've never made it with a women, obviously.  Women can eat  each
other out better than anyone else. They know what to do.  I wouldn't
have believed it until a woman ate me out.  Amazing.  Just fucking
amazing."
   
"And you?  Were you amazing for her too?"
   
"I think so.  She would come a bunch of times.  I kind of liked it. 
I'd tasted myself on my lover's lips before, but never another woman. 
We taste pretty good, in general, but there's an amazingly wide
variety. Man that brings back the memories.  I'm getting so hot and
horned up just talking about it again.  How 'bout a moonlight swim to
cool off."
   
"Excellent idea.   I think if a guy came strolling up the beach right
now we'd probably have to fuck him to death just to work all the sex
out of our system."
   
"Guy, hell, any woman too."  We stripped off our clothes and ran toward
the water.  We both dove into the surf and swam around for a couple of
minutes.
   
"Any less horny?" I asked. 
   
"No, but I'm cooler.  Of course my nipples could pierce armor now too." 
She walked towards me in the water holding her breasts so I could see
her nipples. "How about you?"
   
"Yes , still horny and yes my nipples are hard." I cupped my breasts so
she could see them.  She walked up so we were only inches apart.  
   
"It's amazing the variety of nipples there are.  Look at mine, I've got
these little pink aureoles, almost no nipple at all.  Now look at
yours.  You've got really large dark ones.  I wonder why all the
variety?"  Then she surprised me, but of course I shouldn't have been
surprised.  She reached out and lightly pinched my nipple.  I didn't
say anything.  I just looked at her.  "Are yours sensitive?  Mine are." 
I just nodded.  She took a step closer to me.  Our faces were only a
couple inches away.  Our hair was slicked back.  It was a perfectly
clear moonlit night.  She moved her lips closer to mine and I spoke.
   
"If we're going to do this lets move on shore where we can do this
right."  She broke into a huge grin and I couldn't help but smile and
laugh too.  We both sort jogged to the shore laughing.  "I can't
believe I'm going to do this."
   
"Why not?  You only live once.  You'll love it."
   
"Well, you're pretty cocky aren't you?"
   
"Clitty.  We need to feminize that word.  Now get your body onto this
blanket with me."
   
"And that was that.  We had sex."  How did you like the story?"
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"What?"  I shouted.  I was still on top of Jackie pumping my dick in
and out of her.  She had been telling me the hottest story I'd ever
heard and then when she gets to the sex she stops.  I was harder than
I'd ever been.  I was holding off my orgasm until she came in the
story.  "You can't stop like that.  Give up the details girl."  Jackie
was just laughing.  She knew I was enjoying the story way too much. 
She had all the power.
   
"All right mister.  Here comes the big finish.  Hang on."  She grabbed
my body and rolled over on top of me.  Her breasts were swinging above
my face and I could see the flush on her chest .  She was turned on as
hell too.
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The first thing Debbie does is kiss me, slowly on the lips.  Her tongue
was soft and wet.  We started to fence with each other, but we were
both giggling like school girls.  "Enough with the introduction.  Let's
move on to the main body of the work, so to speak," she said.  She
started nibbling lower and got to my breasts.  She took a nipple in her
mouth and the other in-between her fingers.  She licked and sucked
gently, increasing the pressure slowly.  She spent a lot of time there
and my pussy was throbbing when she was finished.  "Imagine your nipple
was your clit.  That's what I'm going to do next."  I shifted slightly
in anticipation.  She got down between my legs and started kissing my
thighs and the outer part of my pussy.  "I've been admiring your pussy
all day.  It's one of your best features.  I can tell why the guys like
it shaved.  Its incredibly inviting."  She started pecking her tongue
in-between my lips, slowly burrowing deeper until she reached my inner
lips.  She was in no hurry.
   
"Mmmm.  That feels good."
   
"It gets better."  She started to slowly lick my inner lips up and
down.  She was being careful to only graze my clit at the top of her
motion.  I was forcing my pelvis down to try and get more contact, but
she was wise to my actions.  She started slowly increasing the contact
with my clit.  Then she surprised me by making an all out assault on
it.  She took my breath away as she grabbed it between her lips and
strummed it with her tongue.  I was coming before I knew what hit me.
   
"Oh God yes.  Jesus fucking Christ.  Yes. Yes. Yes.  Ummm.  Don't
stop."  I was writhing for a good half minute before I came down. 
Debbie's face was covered with my juice and she was grinning from ear
to ear.  
   
"How's that for starters?"  
   
"OK, I've been missing out.  Now its my turn.  Tell me if I'm doing
something wrong."
   
"I'm sure you'll be a natural."  I maneuvered around to her body and
hovered over her.  I kissed her and tasted my familiar juices.  I
nibbled on her nipples for a minute, but I was too excited to stay
there.  I was going to eat my first, and only, pussy.  I looked at her
pussy closely.  It was beautiful and I told her so.  I parted her lips
with my finger and gave her a long soft lick from stem to stern.  She
moaned appreciatively.  "I told you would be a natural."  I started
darting my tongue into her pussy, past her inner lips.  Her juices were
flowing all over her cunt and asshole.  I decided I would surprise her. 
I moved my mouth to her clit and started licking.  She was wiggling and
moaning.  I took my one finger and inserted it into her cunt.  I was
massaging where her G-spot would be (it was G-spot mania in those
days).  She was really getting into it.  I took my other hand and got a
couple of fingers wet with pussy juice.  I could tell she was building
towards her climax.  I was being unmerciful in my attack on her clit. I
had the whole thing in my mouth .  She had a huge clit, twice the size
of mine.  As she approached her orgasm I took those moistened fingers
and started to rub her asshole.  I'd heard some people liked it and I
figured if she'd been ass-fucked a little rubbing would be nothing.
   
"Yes.  God that feels great.  She was bucking wildly now and I could
barely keep my mouth on her cunt as she came furiously.  "Yessssss. 
Uhhgg.  More.  More."  I pumped in and out of her with my fingers as
she came.  She came for over a minute, I think.  I crawled up next to
her limp body and kissed her full on the mouth with my face full of her
juice.  She licked my whole face to seemingly get every drop.  We were
both a little overwhelmed.  We ran to the surf to cool off.  We
splashed and played.  We slept naked next to each other.  We fucked the
rest of the weekend away, but you're too close to the edge for any more
of that..
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Jackie  was right about that. I was damn near ready to explode.  She
was smiling at me.  "Did you like my little story?"  She was no longer
embarrassed.  She enjoyed her role as sexual adventurer.  "Every word
of it is true.  I've never told anyone else.  Telling you has made me
remember how good it was.  My pussy can feel it."  We had rolled over
during the story and I was now underneath her.
   
"Well all I know is my cock is about ready to explode you little slut." 
I started to buck my hips up and she answered the call.  She reached
out to the headboard to steady herself and then she started to drive
her hips up and down on me.  She was riding me and fucking me for all I
was worth.  It only took about twenty seconds for me to start and shoot
my load.
   
"Come on.  Fill my lesbian cunt with your come.  Make me forget about
women."  She was spurring me on and it was working.  My spasms kept
comings.   They set off her orgasm which clamped down on my cock and
started to milk the last bits of semen out of it.  Jackie's eyes rolled
back into her head and her mouth opened to scream, but no words came
out.  Her body shook and she grabbed both of her breasts as she sat on
top of me convulsing.  I held he ass and moved her up and down on my
cock while she came.   When she finally relaxed she laid down on top of
me and whispered in my ear.  "You liked that way too much."
   
"So did you."
   
"Agreed"
   
"What are we going to do about it?  You've got this bisexuality thing
going and I've got this little voyeurism streak. I think we can work
something out to our mutual sexual benefit."  Neither of us could look
at each other.  We were too embarrassed to look at each other and have
this conversation.
   
"Sarah?"
   
"Uhuh.  You see what you can do with her.  I won't be threatened
believe me.  You just let me watch.  Interested?"  I couldn't wait for
an answer.   I might have gone too far.  She didn't make me wait.
   
"Yeah.  What have we got to lose."
   
"Not each other.  That has to be clear.  I won't jeopardize us for our
little extracurricular thrills. Do you agree?"
   
"One hundred percent.  I love you."
   
"I love you more than anything.  Think you'll be able to sleep?"  
   
"Not on your life."  I got down under the covers, positioned my head
between her thighs and went to work.

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Over the next few days Jackie and didn't talk directly about  our
little agreement, and it wasn't until the next week that the next step
was taken.  Jackie stayed home to work in the morning (she was being so
productive her boss was letting he set her own hours these days).  I
was at work around 1:00 when the phone rang.  "Hey Dave, its me."  
   
"What's up gorgeous?"
   
"If you come home soon, I'll guarantee it will be you.  I'm standing
here buck naked in our kitchen and our pool friend is laying out nude
on the chaise next to mine.  I think we'll be here for a while if you
want to come take a look."
   
"Ooo.  Don't tease me like this."
   
"No joke.  My little present to you.  Don't be late."  She hung up.
   
I made up some lame excuse about a sudden meeting so I could leave the
office. I broke most of the speed limits on the way  home.  I pulled
the car in front of the house and silently made my way up to the
bedroom.  I crawled up to the window and looked out.  Nirvana.  
   
There they were chatting away;  hair slicked back, sunglasses on,
bodies glistening in the sun, and oh, naked as the day they were born. 
Jackie's body I knew in exquisite detail, but it still never failed to
excite me.  Especially seeing it displayed in front of another person. 
I was familiar with Sarah's body too, except for that one region and
here it was in all its glory.  In actuality, I couldn't really tell
much.  She had dark brown hair.  From the looks of it I'd say she may
have trimmed it but didn't shave.  It fanned out nicely and was of
moderate density.  She and Jackie were in some, apparently, hilarious
discussion.  I'd have to ask Jackie what the topic of conversation was
later that night.  I stayed and watched for a good half our.  I got a
chance to watch them both dive into the water to cool off.  Jackie's
body held its own against Sarah's.  Sarah had bigger tits, but Jackie
was taller and had a perfect ass and legs.  I also thought Sarah was a
little innocent, so I couldn't imagine her as the sort of vixen I knew
Jackie to be.  I left the house elated, and decided I'd have to think
of an appropriate way of thanking Jackie for the little gift she gave
me.
   
When I came home that night, bearing a nice set of roses, I got a big
kiss from Jackie.  She was all excited.  "Did you like it?"
   
"Like what?"  I was playing dumb.
   
"Don't even try that act buddy.  I bet you whacked off.  I looked for
wet tissues upstairs but I couldn't find any.  What did you do wait
till you got in the car?"
   
"Man, you're ruthless.  As a matter of fact there was no masturbation
involved, thank you very much.  But I must thank you for a terrific
little present.  How sick am I?"
   
"I'm not sure who's more sick.  God I got off on it.  Not only on
spending the afternoon naked with Sarah, but knowing you were up there
spying on her, on us, and knowing I was part of the deception.  It got
me so hot."
   
"So where did you jack off?  In the pool, on the chaise?"
   
"No, I waited till she left and I did myself in the shower.  Sorry, I
couldn't wait for you to get home."
   
"Next time we get the chance I should wait upstairs and you can excuse
yourself for a couple of minutes and come upstairs and fuck me.  When
you go back down see if she notices the cum dripping down you leg. 
What do you think?"
   
"I think you're pushing your luck.  But it just so happens that
tomorrow is going to be more of the same.  I even have a special treat
planned for you."
   
"What?"
   
"I'm not telling.  Just take tomorrow afternoon off and find out."
   
"Damn.  I can't.  We've got a big meeting tomorrow that I'm running.  I
can't back out."
   
"Well then I'll just have to tell you all about it tomorrow night.  I
hope I don't forget any juicy details."
   
I had trouble concentrating all the next day at the meeting.  I wanted
to get home as soon as possible.  I finally got finished around 6:30
and raced home.  My heart was pounding.  When I got home, there was
nobody in the house or out by the pool.  There was a note on the
kitchen counter.  "Had a great day.  We went to dinner and a movie. 
Back around 11:30.  Tell you about our day then.  Love, J."  Damn.  I
couldn't wait till then, but I had no choice.  I made some supper, went
for a swim, watched some TV, read and then went upstairs to bed around
11:00.  I was reading in bed still at 11:30 when I heard Jackie come
in.  She came up the stairs and into the bedroom.  She looked great  in
just a pair of khaki shorts, white T-shirt and tennis shoes.  
   
"How was your day dear?  Interesting meeting?"  She walked over and
gave me a peck on the lips.
   
"I'm hoping yours was a lot more interesting than mine."
   
"I'm going to go out on a limb and say that it was.  Did your day
involve spending about 4 hours naked with a nineteen year old beauty
queen?  I'll answer.  No."  She walked into the bathroom and I could
hear her washing up and getting ready for bed.  She came out of the
bathroom naked  and climbed under the covers.  Her hand immediately
went to feel my cock.  When she felt it was hard she said, "Good."  She
then swung her one leg over me, straddled me, pointed the head of my
cock at her pussy, and settled herself down on my cock, impaling
herself with one motion.  She was dripping wet.  "Would you like to
hear about my day?"
   
"Nah.  I'm kind of tired."  I yawned and reached over for the light to
turn it off.  I only made it half way before a pillow hit me in the
head.  I laughed. I grabbed her ass with one hand her head with the
other and said, "Don't leave out a single detail."
   
"That's what I thought you would say.  The day started out pretty good. 
Sarah showed up around noon while I was cleaning up the lunch dishes. 
I told her to go on out and I'd be out to join her in a few minutes.  I
watched her out the kitchen window as I was putting the dishes away. 
She didn't even wear a suit under her clothes.  She just peeled her
T-shirt over her head and pulled her biking shorts off and she was nude
- no bra, no panties.  She oiled up and got comfortable.  I went
upstairs and stripped.  I grabbed a couple of towels and a beer and
headed out.  It felt great to just walk around naked in the presence of
another woman. Usually in locker rooms it feels sort of funny, but it
feels much more natural outdoors."  Jackie paused for a moment and
closed her eyes.  She moved her hips up and down and ran her hands over
her breasts.  "I got so caught up in the story telling I forgot to
enjoy the fucking for a minute there.  God, you feel good inside me. 
Now where was I?  Oh, yeah, we were sitting around the pool chatting. 
Well we did that pretty much all afternoon.  We were out until 5:00