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Spying On My Girlfriend Being Seduced By Her Father's Friend (Mature 
M(55)/Schoolgirl Teen F(17); seduction). Part 1.



A perverted tale

by

Starman



WARNING. This story includes graphical descriptions of hardcore sex
between a mature male (50's) and a (legal) teenage girl.

If you think something might offend you or are under
legal age to read porn stories, please don't go further and delete
this file.



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Even at Twenty Five, I can still turn the heads of teenage girls. Not only 
am I what most girls would consider gorgeous, I am also an intelligent and 
cunning guy. I admit that I use this to my advantage, telling those sweet 
dumb things what they want to hear, and one way or another getting into 
their pants, then stuffing my cock in their tight little pussies. There's 
nothing like the whimper of a sixteen year old girl as you slide your cock 
in an out of her pussy.



I spotted her at the local supermarket. Stereotypical I know, but for some 
reason those places are a magnet for any up and coming hottie that may live 
local. As I stood at the rear of the line I could feast my eyes on her form 
without fear of her catching me - she was too distracted by her work; and I 
noticed that her male customers (of all ages), were distracted by her lovely 
olive skinned soft face, long honey blonde hair, jutting tits and svelte 
frame. Her arse, like most teenage girls, was a perfect bubble; I stood 
there imaging it naked - soft, warm, round and firm. My cock surged at the 
thought of her on all fours with that sweet bum in the air, the gorgeous 
little bitch with her jeans and panties around her knees while she offered 
her cunt up to me - and then the pleasure that would surge through me as I 
pistoned my cock in and out of her.



I was broken from my daydream by the very girl I was daydreaming about. Her 
reaction to me was typical as I sauntered up before her. Apart from firing 
an aloof 'hello' in response to her sweet-voiced greeting, I paid her no 
attention. Hot girls hate that; they are used to having to wipe off the 
drool left by any male lucky enough to encounter them; they are used to 
writing guys off, and they love the power and ego trip of doing that. And 
when you don't give them that, you may as well as have called them a whore 
in public for the insulted looks they get on their faces. Anyway, I could 
feel her eyes on me, wanting my attention, but also checking me out. Damn, 
these chicks are so predictable; is there not a single hot chick out there 
who can't give her ego a rest when she encounters a guy - whether she wants 
them or visa-versa? Then, as all the tallying up had been done, I made my 
move, ".seems I spend more money on my cat than me." A crap joke, but she 
wanted me to know she liked me, so she laughed a sweet little giggle. I 
grabbed my packed grocery bags from the far end of the register, prompting 
her turn her back on the waiting customers (one of whom took the opportunity 
to check out her ass) to hand me my change. It was then I locked eyes with 
her.

I whispered, "You're a gorgeous little thing. What time do you finish? I'll 
pick you up and we can go out driving."

She stalled for a second, more taken aback my boldness than hesitation, 
"I-I.um.I finish at 5.00.", she stuttered.

BANG! She was mine.



That was five months ago, and though I had fucked a few other chicks behind 
her back, I had stayed with Leigh - she was an amazing piece of seventeen 
year old ass. An absolute showstopper anywhere we went - whether she was in 
her senior year private school uniform or dressed up to ensure (illegal) 
entry into a club or bar, she garnered all the attention a girl could ever 
want. And Christ, what a fuck she had turned out to be. But when I say that, 
I don't mean she jumped around like some porn star screaming out how much 
she loved cock; I mean was  willing to try new things, but all the time she 
was a soft, slow fuck, totally revelling in the experience - whether that 
was my cock wrapped in her heavenly oh-so-tight pussy, stuffed up her 
exquisite bum or thrusting in and out of her mouth, she was into it, into 
it, into it! Yep. She had become a right little cock lover.



Although I had my own pad, the fact she was seventeen meant that her (long 
time single) father wanted her home most nights. But he was a nice guy, didn't 
mind the age difference, and cool with me being over three to four nights a 
week as long as it was after she had completed her studies. Most night he 
let me stay also - in a sperate room of course, and I respected him enough 
not to play midnight visits to my sweet girlie who slept but two doors down 
the hall. Her father, Greg, seemed to go out very little, but he did belong 
to a few different clubs, and most nights his best friend, Steve, would also 
be over. We would all share a beer and a laugh together, many times late 
into the night. Neither Greg nor Steve were rich or handsome, but they we 
good guys. Leigh's father had had a few flings here and there, but with two 
broken marriages under his belt, he wasn't keen to lose any more heart - or 
money. Steve, at 55, was a little older, balder and far paunchier than Greg, 
but he had a very quick wit, a nice way about him, but never seemed to talk 
much about women. Maybe his past was dotted with bad experiences also. 
However, I did take great amusement at catching Steve drinking in Leigh's 
form whenever he thought he could catch a secret glimpse. He never knew I 
saw him, but I didn't mind - she was a hottie, and it's a simple biological 
fact that a fine female form will attract male attention; a man's age does 
not change that. And anyway, it was just a harmless perve; let him have his 
thrill.



Of the four of us, Steve and Leigh were the only ones who smoked, a habit 
her father did not condone, but knew he could not stop. She wasn't allowed, 
however, to smoke in the house, so he had decked out the garage for her, and 
had it heated so she could smoke in comfort. Two or three times a night 
Leigh and Steve would duck out to the garage for a puffer. Sometimes I would 
go out to join for some (un)fresh air, but most times I would stay in the 
far more comfortable house, drinking and chatting with Leigh's father. One 
Friday night I had picked Leigh up from school and arrived at her home to 
find Greg and Steve in the midst of a serious drinking session. Now, 
normally Greg won't allow Leigh to drink, but he was half taken by alcohol, 
and it decided that he would make an exception  - 'just this time' he said 
with as much seriousness as he could muster.



The night rolled on - beers were the poison of choice, but we also had a 
shot each, watching with great amusement as Leigh, still in her school 
uniform, spat hers all over the cat. The four of us were well on the way to 
being quite pissed when Steve said he was off for a smoke. He turned to 
Leigh and asked if she was keen to join him. Staggering to her feet, she 
grabbed her packet and they swayed out of the room toward the back door that 
lead to the stand alone garage - I watched my girlfriend's gorgeous little 
bum in her short tartan skirt - do men ever get over schoolgirls? I wondered 
if Steve was thinking the same thing as he followed her.



A few minutes later Greg asked me to join him for a walk to the local stock 
up on out dwindling beer supply. After Greg ducked out to the garage to 
inform Leigh and Steve that we would be gone for while, I stood to make for 
the front door, but nearly collapsed, laughing while stating the obvious 
that I was a little too pissed and would hang back and guard the fort. Greg 
gave a drunken chortle and headed out the door. Now I was alone in the 
house - no fun when you're drunk and feeling merry, so I decided to stand, 
regain my sense of balance and sneak out to scare the crap out of Leigh and 
Steve. The concrete drive absorbed any sound my steps may have made as I 
gained on the well lit garage, which was windowed on each side and fitted 
with a remote controlled roll-a-door; the only access to inside. If I was to 
make good my scare, I would have to learn where the two were situated. I 
lowered myself into a crawl, which felt far more stable anyway, and made my 
way toward the around the darkened back of the garage, planning to scare the 
crap out of them by bashing the tin garage wall closest to them. Reaching 
the point below the window, I slowly lifted myself to standing, until my 
eyes came into line with the bottom of the window - I was too close now to 
stuff up a good scare.



As I peeped cautiously into the window, I was relieved to find Leigh and 
Steve lying on their stomachs facing diagonally away from me, with Leigh the 
closer to me. They were side by side, but not close, so, in their drunken 
state, they were overcompensating for the distance by talking louder than 
need be - I was momentarily distracted by my girlfriend's smooth, rounded 
thighs that disappeared under her skirt to give rise to her bubble of a bum. 
Snapping back to the present, the conversation was slurred as they puffed 
away, but I could make it out clearly. Steve seemed to be answering a 
question, while my gorgeous, slow blinking, obviously quite inebriated Leigh 
was trying her hardest to concentrate upon his reply.

"Well," he said, "I haven't been with a woman for a while now. To be 
 honest." he  hesitated to continue, "Ahh.I nearly said it, but I would be 
the alcohol making me say it."

As with all girls, Leigh was eager for the inside story, the nitty gritty, 
so she pressed him for the answer. After a little cajoling, he acquiesced. 
Slowly he started, "Well, to be honest, Leigh, women my age.well.I just can't 
find them attractive. Sure, they're good company and all, but they just don't.well."

"Yes, go on." urged Leigh.

".they just don't turn me on. Like, all men, I like young women - it's just 
the way I am. But I'm in my fifties now.I'm older than I can bear; the young 
women I want just aren't interested. It's torture."

"How young do you mean?" inquired Leigh.

"Honestly?" he assured, a little wary.

"Honestly." She assured him.

"I don't know, Leigh, I shouldn't be talking about this stuff to you. I'm 
drunk and more honest than I should be as a result of it."

"Oh fuck it. We're just talking. Go on, I'm interested." She pressed.

"Yeah. Fuck it." He suddenly seemed to grow bolder. "Fuck it. I'm just going 
to let rip. You want the truth, I'll tell you!"

His eyes narrowed and he leaned a little closer to Leigh, who now looked a 
little taken aback by his shift in manner, unsure what she had gotten 
herself into.

Steve drew slowly on his cigarette, sucked his teeth, and begun, a low growl 
in his voice, "How young? Like most men, sweety, from about sixteen 
 upwards."

Leigh was visibly shocked, but mesmerized as well; she seemed both disgusted 
and hooked by Steve's revelation; the high level alcohol more then likely 
keeping her there, when sober she would have backed off and changed the 
subject.

"Just most men won't admit that. But why the fuck not? Sixteen is legal. To 
be honest Leigh, when I look at you, I wish I wish I was nineteen again. 
Those were the days."

"Oh.I.that's..", she stammered.

"Leigh. Come on. Let's cut the crap." Steve was in control now. My heart was 
thumping, but something kept me watching when I should have been walking in 
their to stop this. "Let's not  bullshit each other. Honestly, tell me you 
don't notice older guys checking you out." He took another drag on his 
cigarette as he revelled in his question, having now turned the tables on 
her.

Leigh looked around unsure, blinked innocently a few times then replied, 
"Well. I.well"

"You mean yes. Don't you?" Steve cut in.

"Um.y-yes." she stammered, "maybe we should go inside."

"Ok. Yeah we should-" He agreed. I breathed a sigh of relief, but then he 
continued, "-but first I want to ask you something, Leigh."

She looked like a cornered rabbit, "Oh.um.ok. But then we have to go 
 inside."

"Fine with me." He paused for second, locking eyes with her "Can I kiss 
 you?"

Leigh was stunned. Simply stunned. "I.ahh.I don't know.I shouldn't." I could 
not believe she hadn't outright refused him! An 'I shouldn't' was as good as 
agreeing to it for a guy. I should have been marching in there, I should 
have been kicking the shit out this guy. And I would have, if I wasn't 
inexplicably transfixed - and, ashamedly, aroused!

Steve shifted on his fat gut toward Leigh as he spoke "You are so delicious, 
Leigh. I see you in your school skirt and it drives me fucking nuts. I watch 
you in those tight jeans and micro mini's you wear and I can barely hide my 
lust." He admitted, all the time inching closer to her - and, as unsure as 
she looked, she wasn't moving away!

"S-Steve.what if my dad found out, or my boyfriend?"

"Well, I'm not going to tell.and I'm sure you're not. C'mon, I can't pass 
this up - I've said it now. Do you know how long it's been since I kissed a 
teenager? God I miss the feel of teenage girls. C'mon.it would mean so much 
to me.and it won't be so bad - I've had plenty of experience."

Silence from Leigh. But her beautiful big eyes were darting around, and her 
toes were curling and straightening in her dirty soled white knee socks. 
Steve did not let up. Why would he? And why did I have a raging fat in my 
pants? He shifted closer; now closer again - close enough to have their 
sides touching. She didn't budge! Their faces were but inches apart, and to 
aid in securing his conquest of my gorgeous teenage girlfriend, he continued 
his sleazy spiel - a spiel she seemed to falling for.

"That's it.you're not such a good girl.but you are gorgeous.so very 
gorgeous.oh Jesus.look at your face.all the time I have fantasized about 
this.that's it.good girl.just let me-"

Then I watched with jaw-dropping amazement as his face bridged the remaining 
distance and his open mouth met hers. Her eyes remained open, but soon 
closed as I watched him thrust his eager tongue into her seventeen year old 
mouth, filling it. "Mff!" she moaned.

She kissed back, not a eager as him, but she was taking it. My god! She was 
cheating on me with a fifty year old man. It must have thrilled her to be 
doing something so perverse, and it certainly must have thrilled him to be 
scoring with a drop dead gorgeous fantasy girl - a girl any man would kill 
to get his stiff cock up. They kissed and kissed. I could see he was lost in 
lust, his mouth and tongue working eagerly. She was letting out little 
whimpers, her head moving in little jerks as his consumed her. This was 
actually happening. Steven then lifted his hand and stroked her hair and he 
broke the kiss and began to nuzzle her neck, shifting his pelvis to ease the 
stiffness of his turgid prick pressing into the ground. That both thrilled 
and disgusted me. Here was a fifty five year old man seducing my gorgeous 
teen girlfriend, and his cock was like an iron rammer - his mind must have 
been racing with thoughts of getting that hard dick of his right up her 
sweet teen cunt. Leigh had her eyes closed as she revelled in the sensations 
running through her. How many time I have seen that face - she was getting 
hot. Soon her schoolgirl panties would be wet. Then I found myself doing 
something I could not believe - I was rubbing myself through my jeans - then 
undoing my zip, then freeing my already seeping, aching cock, then pulling 
it, hard.

Leigh's eyes slowly opened, and she spoke slowly, drunk and horny as she 
was, "w-we should stop now. Oh.god.oh.we really.ohh.that's fantastic."

I saw Steve smile a wicked little smile as he continued kissing her neck. 
His hand began to trail down her back. He slowed its trail as he neared the 
swell of her sweet bum, then he made a claw of his hand and took one of her 
cheeks fully through her tartan skirt. She flinched, but did not resist! 
Taking that as a sign it was ok to continue, Steve's hand began needing her 
firm bum cheek, probably in disbelief that she was letting him do it to her. 
He had readjusted the angle of his head while kissing her ears (something 
she loved), smiling evilly as he watched his hand grope my girlfriend's 
gorgeous ripe ass. Steve slowly turned on his side to face her - now I could 
see that tent in his pants, pointing lewdly at my girlfriend's hip, but she 
was too lost in her pleasure. His hand slipped further down now, to rub her 
silky skinned thighs - I saw him shake his head slightly, in awe of how far 
he had gotten.

While alternating kissing her cheek, neck and ear (with Leigh all the time 
just taking  it and loving it), he spoke to her, in a half authoritarian 
voice, "That's it.that's it.you're a naughty little girl.aren't you 
hmm.hmmm.oh fuck you're delicious.". His hand slid up the back of her thigh, 
nearing the hem of her skirt as he continued, "yeah.that's it.I bet you're 
nice and wet.huh.hmmm.you delicious little thing.".

Then it happened - his hand slid slowly under her school skirt! Leigh turned 
her head to face him, an unsure look an on her sweet, gorgeous face, "I 
think we should.should stop now.th-they might be back anyti-"

Steve cut her off by shoving his tongue in her mouth, and she let him kiss 
her hard - her eyes closed and she let out a moan. His tongue would fill out 
one of her cheeks. Then the other, then go deep into her throat as he 
started to kiss her roughly, all the time I could see his hand under skirt, 
his fingers moving as they groped her panty covered ass.

Softly breaking the kiss, he started again on her neck while shoving a fat 
finger of his other hand into her mouth - then two, then three as she sucked 
on them like she does my cock. This must have driven him wild. The hand 
Steve had under her skirt pushed it up over her back as he again angled his 
head to now set his eyes upon the glory of her soft teen bum. His mouth 
dropped open as he looked upon her perfect olive skinned buns encased in 
tight white cotton panties. Her ass rose up like two twin balloons, asking, 
begging to molested. I pulled my cock harder, close to coming, but holding 
back to enjoy the spectacle - wondering how far it would go. Steve greedily 
groped her bum through her knickers for some long moments then boldly thrust 
his hand down into them to grab her bare ass. Her mouth was now full of his 
thumb and fingers, up to the top knuckle and she was alternating between 
sucking and gagging, but Christ, she was loving it!

I watched Steve's hand in my girlfriend's panties, and then was stunned to 
see him stuff his hand down between her cheeks.onto her cunt! A wide smile 
came across his face as he pushed her panties down, enraptured in the 
actually seeing her incredible full schoolgirl bum before him! He continued 
to thrust his fingers in and out of her mouth as the fingers of his other 
hand slowly stoked up and down the hidden lips of her pussy, 
"mmmff.mmmff.mmmfff!" was all she could manage.

"Oh.I never thought this would happen.my god, you are simply 
amazing...simply.amazing." I heard him say, short of breath.

Leigh was whimpering, her mouth wreathed by her saliva, her school skirt up 
over her back, her panties down to reveal her incredible ass, her mouth full 
of Steve's fat fingers.and as Steve started to pushed a finger into her cunt 
she lifted her sweet bum and arched her head back. 'MMFF!' she moaned into 
his fingers. Simply in awe, Steve shifted his weight again to push his 
clothed dick into her hip - just to have it make some contact with her, I 
gathered. In and out of her cunt his fingers went, now wet with her lovely 
nectar. She was humping her hips slightly, her thighs spreading slightly, 
stretching her lowered panties, as she enjoyed the finger fuck from this fat 
fifty year old man.

"I wonder what your dad and boyfriend would think if they could see this.me 
having my way with their lovely Leigh.god you're amazing."

Then he withdrew his hand from her mouth, and before she could protest, sat 
up and straddled himself across her thighs so that his groin was pushing up 
into the lower fat off her bum. She looked a little stunned, as he basically 
had her pinned.

"Wha-what are you doing, Steve. Please we should really stop." She said to 
him over her shoulder. He was quick to respond though, all the time with 
both his hands kneading her bum.

"No.c'mon.we've done.enough.fuck.if we get caught." she pleaded.

Realising this might end it, Steve quickly responded, "Don't like it.huh?"

"No.no its just." she whimpered.

"Shhh.they'll be ages - they're both drunk and the stores a fair drive, so 
it's very long walk - especially when drunk." He reasoned, unaware that I 
was watching the whole event while pulling my pre-cum covered cock.

"Shhh.just relax and enjoy.I've waited so long.shh.just let me.do this." he 
said as he moved one hand around her hip and down to fiddle with her pussy 
from the front. I then saw her pull a familiar face: he had found her clit - 
she was lost. Her jaw shuddered as she closed her eyes. I saw his hand 
working at speed - I couldn't quite see his fat fingers but they were doing 
what she liked, his wrists moving up and down in little movements. Steve 
then removed his other hand from my whimpering girlfriend's slightly 
shuddering bum and.moved to his fly! With Leigh facing forward and lost in 
her pleasure, she had no idea that Steve was now sliding down his fly! My 
cock surged - and still I wondered why this was driving me crazy with lust. 
Why is the perversion of a fat, balding fifty-five year old man having his 
way my a teenager turning me on so much?

Then I saw it freed - his cock - very fat and around eight inches long, 
sprung from his pants, pre-cum dribbling from its swollen purple end! What a 
sight to see this fat man with his cock looming but an inch over the ass of 
my half stripped schoolgirl. With his hand keeping her distracted, Steve 
licked his lips, smiled and began to lean forward - his dick in his other 
hand as it neared my girl's waiting bum cheeks. He tentatively placed it 
along the crack of her ass, his eyes closing as his cock came in contact 
with her silky skin - I nearly blew my load there and then. She must have 
realized what was going on because she lifted her neck and turned her face 
to see this fat man's dick lodged in her ass cleft.

"No..no way Ste-"

But he was quick to stop her protests, "Shh.I'm not going to fuck you, I 
just want to rub it against your bum." which he started to do as he spoke 
his words.

"But I.we-", she half pleased, half whimpered.

"Shh...just let me.oh fucking Christ you fell incredible...fucking 
Christ!...Fuck! I won't take long believe me.just let me cum.please.Leigh." 
He said as a string of drool left his mouth to land on my girlfriend's back. 
He then leant forward over her and stuck his whole hand in her mouth and he 
began pushing his cock up and down along her ass crack and over her soft 
warm asshole. "Oh.oh.fu-fuck.fuck."

"Mfff...mfff.MMMMFFF!" said my girlfriend as she was bucked forward by the 
thrust of Steve's large frame.

For some long moments I was in awe as Steve had his way with Leigh. She 
whimpered as he played with her clit while pistoning his fingers quickly 
right down her throat to make her gag as he fucked the cleft of her ass. 
Then suddenly he stopped, pulled his fingers from her mouth and cunt, took 
her by the hips and hoisted her up onto all fours. Then there she was, on 
her hands and knees with her sweet, amazing precum covered ass and 
glistening pussy stuck up for the taking. Steve dragged his cock down over 
her asshole to rub against her swollen pussy lips. I expected her to 
protest, but instead he let her grab a handful of her hair and pull her head 
back! He took himself in the other hand, and, with a face overcome with 
lust, thrust his fat cock into her cunt with one push! Her pussy lips 
stretched wide and she jerked and grimaced to accommodate his big dick, but 
she did not protest as he pushed into her, his eyes rolling back in his 
head.

'MMMFFF!" she exclaimed.

Then he was doing it to her - he was fucking my girlfriend doggy style! He 
gritted his teeth as he looked down on the ripples he was making on her ass 
as he pounded into her, all the time pulling back roughly on her hair. Her 
body rocked and jerked as this fifty-five year old man enjoyed the 
sensations my girlfriend's cunt was giving him - and I know how sweet her 
cunt feels. In and out I watched his cock go, with Leigh's stretched teen 
cunt drowning in juices. I could just see her face - she was loving this 
rough fuck from her dad's best friend. She was loving his big fat dick 
ramming into her from behind; she was loving being taken like this - it was 
so wrong, so nasty - and then she came! Her big eyes flung open and the 
cords of her neck protruded as she gritted her teeth while her body rocked 
and shuddered. This was too much for Steve - making this teenage wet dream 
cum on his fat cock! He now grabbed two handfuls of her hair he pulled her 
head roughly back and entered the throes of what must have been a fucking 
overwhelming orgasm! His fat cheeks shook and he fucked his cock up into my 
girlfriend's taut cunt until her knees lifted off the floor! His eyes flung 
open, rolled back in his head and his whole fat frame shook as he pumped his 
seed into her while revelling in his ecstasy. What seemed like a minute 
passed before his body stopped jerking his dick into her cum oozing pussy. 
Then I lost my load - the sight of this was too much for me - and I came 
like crazy, spurting all over the garage wall as I barely succeeded in 
stifling my groans of pleasure. As I regained my vision I could see both 
Leigh and Steve hurriedly dressing - seems all of a sudden they were in a 
rush.



I took my leave, quickly zipping along the drive to silently open the back 
door and duck into the house to resume drinking my beer as if nothing had 
happened. The couple walked in a few moments later, shocked to see me 
sitting there.

Leigh tried to cover her flushed state and surprise by stammering "I thought 
you went with dad.?"

"Nah. I've been here all along, just drinkin' on my own. You guys were out 
there a while..."

"Yeah", said the bastard Steve, the bastard who had just fucked the shit out 
my girlfriend and still showed a few signs of it, "you're girlfriend loves 
it out there. She didn't want to leave. She could smoke all day if you gave 
her the chance. Once she starts, there's just no stopping her."

"You know it, man." I smirked into my beer. That would give them something 
to think about.



The End.





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