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Authors name: Anonymous Author
Story title : My Secret Lover
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My Secret Lover (M/f-teen, 1st time, oral, mast, ped)
by Anonymous Author (c) 1998
**
A young girl comes of age a little sooner than most
when she's caught spying on her parent's boarder one
summer afternoon.
***
We had a small apartment above our garage at the back
or our house, and my parents rented it out to a middle-
aged man who was an assistant professor at the college
in our town. They didn't charge a lot of rent, I guess
because they wanted to help the guy out or something.
He was attending school as well as teaching it, it
seemed, like, he was going for a higher degree or
something. He had a Master's Degree, and, he was
working on another one. His name was Ernie.
Anyway, he stayed on through the summer after his first
spring semester, and taught summer school too. He was
home a lot of the time during that summer, and I found
out something about him quite by accident.
A few years before, my father had built me a tree house
in the back yard. It was carpeted, and very comfort-
able. I used it as a home for my dolls and private
stuff.
One day, I was up there, and I discovered that it
overlooked the small balcony of the man's apartment.
Indeed, I could, if I tried, swing right over the
balcony railing and jump onto his balcony.
Anyway, I was up there, just fooling around, and I
caught a glimpse of him. He was totally naked, in the
middle of his little living room. He was exercising,
and I could see his dick flopping around as he was
doing jumping jacks or something like that.
I was amazed. I had never ever in my life seen a naked
man before. And, what I saw made me tingle with a
strange excitement immediately. Maybe it was the fact
that I was spying on him that made the experience so
much of a rush, but whatever the reason I found that I
couldn't break away, even though I knew that I should.
He wasn't all that well built, but he wasn't fat
either. He was in his thirties I think, and he had a
very, very hairy crotch with a large dick hanging down
between his legs. I loved watching it flop around as he
moved, and without thinking about it I reached down and
started to finger myself, watching his fat dick
swinging around.
He stayed naked all day in the summer it seemed,
lounging around his apartment. After that first time I
started staying up in the tree house a lot. My parents
began to wonder what I was doing up there so much. But,
I was getting a sexual show I had never thought
possible. Every day for the past week, I had seen him
naked. And I was beginning to think that he looked
pretty handsome after all. Also it was still a super
turn-on to know that I was seeing him without his
knowing it.
*
Then, one Saturday around noon, he caught me spying on
him. He looked over at the tree house, and I could
actually see his eyes widen. I moved away from the
small window my father had made in the plywood wall,
afraid that he was going to tell on me or something. My
heart was pounding in my chest, and out of fear, I
climbed down the ladder and ran into the house, not
looking back.
But nothing happened; he didn't tell. No one came to me
and scolded me or anything, so I felt that he hadn't
really seen me spying on him.
Three days later, it was a particularly hot day in the
middle of August, and the summer school session was
nearly over. He was at home --- I could see his compact
car in the driveway. I decided it was time to go back
up and check him out again. It was sort of like an
addiction or something; I just had to see him naked
again. The feeling of spying on him like that made me
almost high with excitement.
I climbed the ladder carefully, quietly. Inside the
tree house, I stayed away from the little window,
trying to peer out through some cracks in the wall
where the plywood met.
It didn't do much good though I couldn't see anything.
I moved toward the window, and looked out at the man's
balcony.
There he was, right on the balcony, sunning himself,
lying there, his dick was hard and sticking straight
up! Holy shit, I thought, this was more than I had
expected. Less than six feet away from me, I could
almost reach out and touch it.
He was rubbing some kind of lotion all over himself,
and then, he gripped his dick with one hand, and spread
the stuff on that, too. Slowly, he moved his hand up
and down the hard looking shaft of his dick. He was
playing with himself! Fuck, I couldn't believe it!!
This was a treat that I had never expected. I reached
down and began to finger my pussy, right in time with
the strokes of his hand wrapped around his fat dick.
I wondered what it would be like to make love to a man,
what it would feel like to have that big dick moving in
and out of me. I began to fantasize that it was
plugging me, moving in me... moving my fingers faster.
His hand moved faster and faster, and I came, a slight
moan escaping my lips as I did. He sat up and looked
right at me. He smiled. I didn't know what to do, what
to say. But, he was smiling.
"You like watching me, don't you?" he asked.
I nodded, my face red.
"Want to come over here, closer?"
I nodded again. I stepped out of the little window and
jumped onto his balcony. He reached up and helped me,
and there I was, right beside him. Looking at his naked
body from only a foot away. He moved cautiously into
his living room, keeping low, and I followed, looking
at his bare ass, and his hairy balls hanging between
them. Wow, I thought, this was something I didn't
expect.
Inside his living room, he stood and faced me. There I
was, looking at a stark naked man, his hard, fat dick
sticking up, pointing right at me, throbbing.
"Can I touch it?" I asked, my voice shaking and I
choked a bit.
He nodded, "That's just palm oil on it," he said.
I reached out and touched the purple head of it. It was
soft and warm to my touch, and Ernie jumped a little
and moaned as I squeezed it.
"Did that hurt?" I asked.
"Oh, no, not at all," he said. "That felt good."
He guided my hand then, wrapping my fingers around the
hot piece of hard flesh at the base of it, stroking up
slowly, then back down again. He let go, and I kept
stroking. His legs were shaking, and it seemed that his
body was moving with sudden jerks and spasms. I
recognized those movements, just like I had, just
before I was going to cum.
And he came, his hard cock jerking and jetted white,
sticky fluid all over the front of me, right up into my
face. He came and came, and I kept stroking, watching
his jerking dick in my hand, watching the flood of
stuff shoot out finally dripping on to the floor.
Finished, he backed up and sat on the sofa behind him,
and I stood there, my hand full of his stuff, my arm
covered with the sticky, dripping white fluid. His cock
rested against his somewhat hairy belly, throbbing,
dripping into his navel. I had never seen anything like
it in my life!
"Whew," he finally said. "You want to play with
yourself, too?"
I nodded. It would be great to look at him up close and
play with myself. I reached into my shorts and began
fingering my pussy.
"No, I want to see too, how about it?" he asked.
Embarrassed and shy, I pulled my shorts down slowly,
and then, my panties. His eyes widened at my nearly
hairless pussy, and I could she him lick his lips.
He moved forward on the sofa, and touched me gently on
the legs. Leaning forward with his face, I felt his
tongue on my thighs, then on my pussy. He pulled my
pussy lips apart gently, and I felt his tongue touch my
clitoris. I came, virtually moaning and screaming at
the sudden sensation of his tongue on my clit. I was in
heaven.
I came and came, and finally, I backed away, and
unceremoniously sat on the floor. He moved beside me.
"Want to kiss it?" he asked.
I didn't know what to say. I had never expected to have
anyone ever ask me that. I nodded. It would be fun, I
supposed, and I wanted to feel what his dick felt like
against my lips.
I leaned forward as he sat on the floor beside me, his
big dick pointing up at the ceiling. I moved away,
pulling my panties all the way off. Then, I removed my
shirt, and I was as naked as he was. He eyed my small
tits and smiled.
"You're lovely," he whispered.
I smiled. "So are you, uh, I guess..."
He laughed. "Lovely is hardly the term for it, but
thank you for the compliment, anyway," he said.
He leaned back, thrusting his crotch forward. I lay
against him, my cheek resting on his thigh. His dick
was right in my face, and I could smell the manly smell
of his balls and cock. It was a strange, yet wonderful
smell, and it made me instantly aroused again as if I
hadn't just had a great orgasm.
I leaned forward a bit, and ran my tongue across one of
his fat, hairy balls. He moaned as I did this, and his
cock jerked, seeming to expand and grow right in front
of me. I let my tongue move up the shaft of his dick,
and, reaching the head of it, I tasted the residue of
his sperm and of the oil he had been using. Not
pleasant, but certainly not nasty, as I had been afraid
it would be. I kind of liked it; it was just different,
not bad.
Then taking a deep breath I opened my mouth wide, and
took the head of his cock all the way into my mouth! He
moaned in ecstasy, and said, softly, "Yes!" as I closed
my lips around his big fat dick. Reaching forward, I
touched his balls gently, feeling the two large, egg-
shaped orbs beneath the hairy, wrinkled skin. I was
amazed, and hot as hell. My pussy was flowing, and I
could have cum right away with one touch.
Then as if reading my thoughts he reached down and
touched my pussy lips, and I reached down and pressed
his finger against my clit, and came, just as he did,
right in my mouth! His tummy seemed to expand and his
body jerked at the same time as mine did. He shot
salty, hot fluid into my mouth, and it gushed out and
down his hard shaft, mixing with the hair on his balls
and pubic hair.
I pulled my mouth away, and we lay there, entwined on
the carpeted living room floor. It was the first time I
had ever done that, and I felt light-headed, scared,
and warm and loving, all at the same time. I put my
clothes back on, and he put on some shorts, too, and
then helped me across the balcony and through the
window of my tree house.
*
All the rest of that summer, and into the next, and the
next, Ernie and I did all kinds of things. He taught me
a lot, and I will never, ever forget his kind, gentle,
loving touch.
Three years later he moved away, promising to write and
stay in touch.
He did, and one day, I learned that he had gotten
married. I was happy for him, for I had a number of
boyfriends by then, some of whom wondering where I had
learned to do the nasty things I did to them!
THE END
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