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 ï>¿Short Stories by julesteve

   Short stories of my experiences on camera.

   SHORT CH.  07 - HOLIDAY VOYEUR PT.  01

   People will know from my stories that I am not only an exhibitionist but
also a voyeur and enjoy watching my male 'friends' masturbate over me as
much as I enjoy performing for them.  I have never been one for spying, but
an incident on holiday led to an unusual and exciting adventure.

   I enjoyed woodland and had booked a short break in a cabin as a relaxer
before starting my first job.  On my way back from a run, I passed one of
the cabins a short distance from my own.  All the cabins are set back,
private and surrounded by woodland and bushes.  However, the yellowish
light shining out in the early evening dusk caught my eye.

   Through the trees, I saw a man standing naked, side on, framed in the
large patio window.  If I hadn't cut across the front of the cabin, taking
a shortcut to mine, I wouldn't have seen him.  My breath caught as I saw he
wasn't just naked but that his fingers were tightly wrapped around an
impressive erection, slowly moving up and down.  Creeping up to the window,
I could see the shaft was glistening with a sheen of precum spread from the
leaking tip as he worked his hand methodically, sliding to the base and
back.

   Suddenly I felt damp and hot and not from my jog.  I moved closer
without thinking and was caught in the little pool of light coming through
the window.  The man saw me and stopped, frozen like a rabbit caught in
headlights.  I hadn't intended to interrupt him and didn't want him to
stop, so I quickly removed my sports bra and shorts.  I never wear panties
when running, so before he could put the light out or hide, I stood outside
his window starkly naked.  He was still touching himself, mouth opening and
closing as I slid my hand down over my breasts, over my stomach, and slowly
ran a finger across my slit, parting my legs as I played with the folds of
my pussy, my other hand playing with my hard nipple.  He just stared at my
nakedness for a brief moment, and I hoped he wasn't too shy to continue
pleasuring himself in front of me.

   Suddenly he started to stroke his cock, and turned towards me, watching
me through the window, his other hand cupping his balls, manipulating them
as I put on a show, slipping my finger between my lips at my entrance and
pushing it in easily as I was so turned on.  As I moved it in and out, he
pounded away with his fist, his strokes becoming quicker, more desperate
with every second.

   It was so erotic, standing naked against the trees, framed in a little
pool of light, performing for his pleasure and mine, and I was soon so
close that I slipped a second finger between my sopping lips, fucking my
pussy to the rhythm of his masturbation, imagining his cock was pounding me
while closing my eyes, letting go of the moan I had held back as my legs
began shaking, my excitement growing.

   Gasping, I looked back to see the stranger had now picked up the pace,
his hand a blur on his shaft, so.  Holding my fingers inside myself, I
rubbed my clit with my other hand, my legs spread far apart, displaying
myself to him, attempting to cum simultaneously.

   Suddenly he stiffened, gripping his cock hard just behind the head and
through the glass.  I heard him let out a loud cry as streams of cum hit
the window, dribbling down the pane as I moved my fingers fast and hard on
my clit, joining him in a sweet release as the juices from my pussy soaked
my fingers and inner thighs.  I kept my orgasm going for a long time as I
rubbed my fingers between my folds and over my clit, until it was too
sensitive to touch, and I was a trembling, panting mess.

   Finally, as my breath returned to normal and I opened my eyes, I saw him
with a camera held up, eyes glued to my pussy, his mouth still opening and
closing as if he was trying to say something to me while his cock softened
in his other hand.

   Without any kind of acknowledgement towards what just happened or the
camera, I simply pick up my clothes and walk the rest of the way back to my
cabin naked, reliving the moment as I touched myself in the shower,
wondering what other adventures my holiday weekend would bring, and about
the pictures he had taken of my masturbation.



   CH.  08 - HOLIDAY VOYEUR PT.  02

   Short stories of being caught on camera.

   The day after spying on my holiday cabin neighbour, I bumped into him at
the little store set at the site's entrance as we walked into one another
while browsing an aisle.  His eyes immediately went to my breasts as I wore
a thin vest top and no bra.  In fact, I hadn't worn any underwear that day,
just the tiny vest top and a short cotton skirt that flipped up if the
breeze caught it just right and became transparent with the sunlight behind
it.

   Breaking the ice, I smiled and said, "I had a fun evening yesterday." He
seemed taken back then replied.  "More fun than we had planned it to be."
Wait, we?  I wondered if he meant us, but then I remembered him seemingly
talking to me, not picking up his words through the window's glass.

   "We, as in, we had fun?" I asked, and he looked a little embarrassed. 
"No, we, as in the girlfriend and I, were having webcam sex, then you came
along, and well...."

   He broke off as if that explained everything, and then I clicked. 
"Wait, that wasn't a camera you held up, but a webcam?"

   He shrugged, "Sorry, but she wanted to see you.  It was my girlfriend
who said to carry on masturbating.  She watched me watching you." I was
surprised at this.  A slight tingle of excitement ran through me.  "Do you
often do things like that?"

   He smiled, perhaps relieved I wasn't annoyed, "No, but we have cam sex
when we are not together.  She's joining me today as she couldn't get
yesterday off work."

   "I meant watch each other masturbate to naked strangers.  Have you done
that before?" He shook his head, "No, but she's talked about masturbating
while watching me with another woman."

   A naughty thought came to me.  "And you've not done that yet?" He
shrugged again.  "We don't really know any adventurous people and don't
know where to start." I cut in, "How about fucking me outside your cabin
tonight?" He looked a little taken aback, then before he could answer, I
said.  "I will be outside at the same time as last night if your girlfriend
wants to watch you.  I don't mind you recording it or taking a picture as
long as I see a copy and you keep it private for yourselves."

   With his promise of discretion, I left him my email.  I walked back to
my cabin, a distinct tingle of excitement between my legs, hoping his
girlfriend would agree to some fun.

   That evening I went for my run, just a light jog that brought me around
to where I had seen the stranger.  He was in the cabin window, standing
beside a petite blond, who pointed when she saw me.

   In answer, I took off my top, standing bare-breasted between the trees,
illuminated by the small pool of light spilling from the window, wondering
if she was up for what I'd suggested.  She reacted by lifting her own top
over her head, her small breasts two tight little buds with dark brown
nipples.  She said something, and he dropped his jeans and removed his
T-shirt.

   When he was naked, she started to masturbate him while looking at me.  I
pulled off my shorts and ran a hand between my legs, bare and turned on, my
pussy already extremely wet.  She untied the side of her wrap-around skirt,
revealing a neatly trimmed, blond landing strip leading to puffy lips,
which she parted and ran a finger along, touching the finger to her
boyfriend's lips.  He was fully hard, the tip of his cock red and swollen,
looking enormous in her tiny fingers.

   Turning sideways onto them, I placed my hands on a tree and leaned
forward, pushing my hips back, ass out in an invitation.  My hand was busy
between my legs as the girlfriend licked her lips and moved closer to the
window.  The trees to my left were briefly lit as I heard the cabin door
open and close, and I could sense him behind me, a foot or so away.  Then
he stepped forward, his hand and fingers on my hips, his hard cock rubbing
against my sex.  I stand there with my legs spread as far apart as I can,
one hand braced against the tree for balance, my other on my pussy, his
cock brushing my hand as my fingers brush my lips and clit.

   He moved it up and down, gradually increasing pressure, parting my lips
slightly.  The feel of his cock, his girlfriend masturbating in the window,
and my fingers stroking my clit enough to bring me off.  I gasped, a muscle
trembling in my thigh, wetting the tip of his cock with my excitement as he
slipped right inside of me, my lips gripping his shaft as he slowly,
methodically started to fuck me, pulling back until just the head of his
cock rested at my opening, pushing forward, hard and fast, filling me
completely in one swift movement, our bodies slapping together.

   Breathing hard, I steady myself with both hands and push my hips back to
meet his thrusts, glancing to the window where I see his girlfriend has a
foot up on the seat beside it, her fingers buried deep in her pussy,
frantically frigging them to the same rhythm her boyfriend is fucking me.
Next to her was a small webcam, recording this for their enjoyment.

   He lasts a good fifteen minutes, slowing when he is near, calming
himself and teasing me with slow, measured movements before again picking
up the pace, reaching around to tweak my nipples and then grabbing a fist
full of my hair, tugging on it as he pounds his cock into my pussy harder
and faster, making me arch my back more and push into him.

   A second orgasm hits, and I cry out in ecstasy, legs shaking as my body
trembles, my pussy squeezing his cock as it throbs and pulses and suddenly
I feel his cum spurting into me as he can't hold on any longer, letting out
a loud hiss of air.  He shudders and holds still, his fingers digging into
my hips, pumping into me a few more times with short, violent thrusts until
he starts to soften and slip from me.

   I stayed there, leaning against the tree, feeling his cum drip from
between my legs as I caught my breath, watching his girlfriend pushing her
fingers deeper, faster, in and out of her glistening, wet pussy until she
tilted her head back and shuddered with excitement, collapsing down into
the seat.

   With a final squeeze of my hip, he walked back into the cabin.  She
beckoned him over and took his flaccid member between her lips, cleaning
our mingled juices from the tip and shaft.  I half wish she was using her
tongue to clean me and stroke my fingers over my sopping lips at the
thought before leaving them to their games, retrieving my clothes and
making my way back to my cabin, naked as I was the night before, this time
feeling his cum oozing from me with each step, my thighs wet with more than
my own excitement this time, looking forward to a hot shower, my fingers
reliving this nights fun.