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Authors name: Frederick T (ftmarg@intermed.com)
Story Title : Finding My Baseball Cards - A Backyard Adventure
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It was a typical July day for the beach cities that line the coast
of Southern California - sunny and warm with light winds. I was up
with the sun and dying to get out and explore my neighborhood. My
parents had a rule though - I can't go looking for my friends or call
on them until eight o'clock. So I was cleaning up my room and looking
for my baseball cards. I looked and looked but just couldn't find
them. I was lying on my bed when it came to me. I had left them at
Jerry's house yesterday afternoon.
Twenty minutes later I was at Jerry's front door, knocking. Mrs.
Rogers answered the door. She was wearing a bathrobe and some slip-
pers. I asked her if Jerry was home. "No, honey, he's visiting his
father today. He won't be back until tomorrow." His parents are
divorced. His mom is pretty good looking, for an old lady. She's got
much bigger tits than my mom and wears a lot more make-up. I mean here
it is only eight o'clock and she's all made up, with eye shit and lip-
stick. My mom only wears that shit when she's going out. Mrs. Rogers
doesn't invite me in and I'm not going to ask so I kind of back away
and wave good-by. I'm about half way back home, which is two houses
away, when I figure I can't go until tomorrow without my baseball cards
especially if Jerry isn't going to be around to play with. There won't
be any baseball games in his back yard or basketball games at my house.
I run into my back yard and hopped the fence. In the neighbor's
yard I slowly make my way across their back lawn on the way to the
fence between their yard and Jerry's yard. I make it to the top and
now I'm in the openness of Jerry's backyard. His window is in the
nearest corner of the house. I sprint across the open yard, imagining
that I'm a spy behind enemy lines during WW II.
Jerry always leaves his window open. Ah! The enemy didn't lock the
gates and there is no sentry in sight. I'm into their secret base.
I've located the secret code (my baseball cards - Hey ! I'm eleven;
what do you expect). As I'm making my escape back to my secret base I
hear some loud screaming. Well, it's not really screaming. The longer
I listen the more it sounds like, "Ah !....Ah !....Ah !....Ah ! I put
my baseball cards down and sneak to the door. His bedroom door faces
down a short hall. If you look down the hall you can see the door of
his sister's room. Now his sister is a hot chick. No shit ! I'd like
to see her naked. Tits as big as her mom's and her mom has big tits.
I'd seen a lot of her mom's tit flesh on the mornings I've come over to
Jerry's to have breakfast. She'd cook pancakes for us and lean over
the table to serve us. I mean I got an eye full. I never saw her nip-
ples but a lot of tit flesh - a great cleavage shot.
I peer down the dark hall way and see Jerry's mom taking off her
robe and dropping it to the floor. Shit - she's naked. What an ass,
with a crack that seemed to begin halfway up her back and end at her
knees. As she walks into her daughter's bedroom, I realize that the
sounds are coming from that direction also. She throws her arms around
a figure in the room. The light is too dim for me to see who or what
she throws her arms around, but the "Ah !....Ah !....Ah !....Ah !" is
coming from that room. I hear Jerry's mom, I think her name is Kathy,
say, "Come on, Gill, honey. It's mama's turn."
My eyes are getting used to the dim light. I can see Kathy clear-
ly now and make out Gill standing against the edge of the bed moving
his hips back and forth. Kathy is trying to keep up with his rhythm.
I can see the side of one of her tits as it hangs down below the arm
that she has wrapped around Gill's neck. God, I hope she turns this
way so I can see her nipples and hair. I feel a tingling in my groin.
I reach down and adjust my dick. It's getting hard like it does some-
times in the morning.
"Mother! Get your hands off of him, you had him most of the
night." It was Jerry's sister, Joyce. Like I said a real cute chick.
Dark hair like her mother. She was nineteen and just out of high
school. She bussed tables at some Hollywood restaurant and usually got
home real late. Jerry said that she sometimes doesn't come home at all
but spends the night with Gill. Let me tell you in 1959 that was a big
deal. Kathy moves to the side of the bed giving me a full frontal view
and was it great !!! My eyes couldn't leave her tits and nipples. Wow!
Did she have tremendous tits? But then, these were the first real tits
I'd ever seen except for my mother's. Who wants to look at their
mother's tits?
Kathy quickly moved out of my view and I only got a glimpse of the
dark hair growing on her lower belly. I was real disappointed and
eager to see more. The way Gill was pumping his hips, I figured that
he was too busy to notice me crawling down the hall on my stomach. It
took forever for me to reach the door to Joyce's bedroom but the time
was well spent. Kathy was on her knees at the edge of the bed, bent
over at the waist with her head buried in a pillow. I could see one of
her large breasts being squashed into the mattress. Gill was pumping
his hips against her rear end. God, I wish he would step out of the
way and let me see her ass.
Not very exciting but glancing at the head of the bed was a gold
mine. Kathy was sitting with her back against the head board with one
of her knees up. She had spread that knee and one of her hands was
rubbing all the hair between her legs. Wow ! Did she have a lot.
"Come on, Gill, honey. Mama's hungry for some of that dick you're
giving my daughter." Gill grunts a couple of times and stops pumping
on Kathy's rear. I freeze as he turns towards me. He walks around the
end of the bed toward Kathy still sitting with her back against the
head board. Kathy doesn't move and I get the best shot of her ass, I
mean, like heaven. Her cheeks are spread and I can see all the hair
between her legs. Much of the hair between her legs looks wet and in
the midst of her hair is slit of pink skin that is real slippery look-
ing. Something is dripping out of that pink slit. The crotch of my
jeans feels real uncomfortable. I don't think my dick has ever been
this hard in the morning. I begin to grind my dick against the floor.
Hey! This feels pretty good.
I get tired looking at Kathy's ass as she is just kneeling there
with her butt up in the air. I look towards the head of the bed and
can see.....Oh! Shit, I can't believe this. Jerry's mom is licking
Gill's dick !! Now Gill's dick is in her mouth !! No shit, I swear.
I know now that if I'm caught, I'll really get it. I'm starting to get
scared but can't make myself move from the spot. Gill's dick is now
hard and long like mine is in my pants. He pulls Kathy around and
pushes her onto her back. He's lying on top of her and starts pumping
again. Kathy is now making all kinds of sounds, yelling, screaming,
moaning; you name it she's making it. Kathy has crawled over and is
kissing Gill. This is too much for me and I wiggle back down the hall.
I can hear Kathy yelling, "Fuck her, Gill, fuck her fat ass off. Come
on fuck her hard."
I'm through the window and out onto the grass, streaking toward the
fence. The boner in my pants having gone down very little, makes it
difficult to run. I'm over the fence and hiding in the corner of my
neighbor's yard. I can hear my mother call me. Why would she be doing
that? She only calls at lunch time? I wait for the calls to subside
and sprint across my neighbor's back lawn and hop the fence. I can't
believe it's lunch time already.....What a morning !!
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isn’t okay to *HAVE* unprotected sex with strangers!! You only have one
body per lifetime, so take good care of it.
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