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The Kinker Things In Life
By Anonymous (address withheld)

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When I was 16 I have a really perverted experience with 
my girlfriend Kathy. We went on to experience even more 
fun times together after this, but the experience that 
I'll describe here was the very first one that gave us 
the taste for the unusual that because our norm. (mf-
teens, youths, voy)

***

When I was 16, I had a girlfriend named Kathy. She was 
my first REAL girlfriend. I met her when I was a 
sophomore in high school. I thought she was the 
prettiest thing in the school! She had a nice round ass 
with small perky tits that always stood out in her wool 
sweaters. She had long straight brown hair (remember 
the 70's?) and always wore the jeans with no back 
pockets in them. I always thought that made her ass 
look great!

She was kind of a giggler when I first met her. She 
always had a smile on her face. I couldn't imagine 
why... until later in our relationship.

After about a year of dating and a few drive in scenes, 
parking in the most unusual places, freezing our ass 
off in sub-zero weather, We decided that we wanted to 
be together even more. So, we began the midnight 
routine of meeting at her window at her parents house. 
I use to leave my house at about 11pm and knock at her 
window real lightly. Her parents window was no more 
than 8 feet away. Kathy use to open the window and we'd 
kiss through the screen.

As you can probably figure, this only frustrated both 
of us. The screen was much to difficult to remove in 
order for me to climb in. So, we thought of a new idea. 
She would push her bed up to the window, prop up the 
pillows and let me watch her rub her pussy. She just 
loved to masturbate! I thought this was great! I have 
always been the type who loves just watching a girl 
cum.

She would finger her pussy till it got wet, then use 
the juices to rub on her clit. Then she would rub it in 
a circular manner till her back arched real high and 
then her eyes would squint, teeth grit, and face would 
get so red that I thought she would bust! Then she 
would just let out a couple of "Ooomphs" (trying to be 
quiet so as to not wake her parents up) and then just 
lay there with a big smile. Needless to say that gave 
me such a hard on, my rod would pulse with pain inside 
my tight jeans.

* * *

After a about two months of this, I came back to her 
house a 2nd time in the same night. She was surprised 
to see me again, but glad. She could see the 
frustration in my eyes. I just sighed and she asked me 
a question that really hit me strange.

She said she would try something new for me if I would 
jack off for her.

Ok, now you have to picture this scenario. I was 16 
years old, outside her window, in the front of her 
house, 12:30AM, a school night, 35 degrees in October, 
her house was on a corner of a major street, and one 
side street, cars zipping by at 45 miles an hour. A 
small bush was all that kept me from being in full view 
from the street.

"What do you have in mind?" I asked. 

She looked at me and said, "Look what I found in my 
Mom's bathroom?" She reached under her mattress and 
pulled out a large red bag with a long white hose 
attached. On the end was a 5-6" tipped end with a bunch 
of little holes in the sides of the tip.

"What are you going to do with that?" I jokingly asked.

She replied, "Just pull out your 'Charlie' and I'll be 
right back." ('Charlie' was the name she'd given my 
cock.) I started to rub my cock through my jeans when 
she carefully left her room. I heard the bathroom sink 
run for a few seconds, then she returned with the bag 
FULL of water and couple of towels under her arm.

"Are you rubbing 'Charlie' to get him all nice and 
stiff for me?" she whispered.

"No," I lied as my hand stroked my bulge under my 
Levi's. 

Kathy laid out the towels on the bed and pulled her 
"Snoopy" nightie over her head and sat down right onto 
of the towels. She had a look in her eyes that I had 
never seen before. It was sort of a determined look of 
confidence like she'd done this before.

She had a long pole hanging from the ceiling next to 
the bed with her vast collection of stuffed animals 
hanging on it. She had removed one of the creatures and 
replaced it with the bag of water.

She laid down on her bed with her legs spread open on 
each side of the window sill. Her knees were bent just 
enough to bring her pussy closer to the window for me 
to view. The nightlight was plugged into the wall right 
between her legs and under the window.

I stood there in awe wondering if her parents were 
going to wake up from all the noise we were making. I 
unzipped my pants and began stroking my dick with my 
ice cold hand. She pointed the end of the hose at me 
and released the clasp and it squirted water through 
the screen. It was very warm. 

I shook my head and let out a small snicker. "Real 
nice," I whispered. 

"You afraid of a little water?" she asked, as she 
reached down with one hand and spread her pussy lips 
open. She took the tip and slid it right into her pussy 
hole. This sent my cock in a throbbing frenzy! 

I couldn't believe what she was doing! Then she 
released the clasp and I could see water running out 
her pussy, running down her asshole and ass cheeks and 
all over the towels. She took her other hand and put 
the hose between middle and ring finger. She began 
rubbing her clit while regulating the flow of water 
through the hose by squeezing her fingers together. 

I watched through the screen as she masturbated. She 
had her back arched with her hips rotating freely up in 
the air. Water gushed out of her gleaming snatch, ran 
down her tight little puckernut asshole, dripped off 
her round ass cheeks, and onto the towels on her bed.

My hand had warmed up a bit, and my cock was hard 
enough to cut diamonds. I spit on my hand so I could 
stroke my rod easier. My pants were down to my thighs 
as I clenched my balls with my other hand and stroked 
my huge cock into a cum-churning boil. Our eyes caught 
each other, she paused and asked me if I was rubbing my 
cock yet.

"Now I am!" I said. 

With that response she asked me to tell her how it 
felt. "I can feel the cum building up in my balls," I 
lightly said. 

Kathy began to rub harder and faster releasing more 
water. 

"My cock is so hard it could bust the brick wall 
separating us right now," I murmured. 

With that she arched her back and rolled her head into 
her pillow and let out a muffled moan. The water was 
running all down her thighs and dripping from her ass 
as she pushed her thighs up the air like an acrobat.

She was rubbing hard and fast just when I felt myself 
about to fire my wad. "I'm gonna shoot!" I said. 

"Do it now! Shoot your load all over the window so I 
can watch," she moaned.

I backed up a couple of feet, my ass almost sitting in 
this damn bush, I reared back and shot my rocket in a 
HUGE arch and hit the glass and the screen with three 
huge globs, the rest dribbling down over my fingers.

I looked back in the window and saw her bucking and 
moaning with her head buried in 2 pillows sounding like 
she was crying. Water was all over her bed, ass, and 
legs. As she finished, She looked up and saw my cum 
dripping down the glass and smiled real big and asked 
if it felt good.

"Can you fit that bag in your purse?" I asked.

END

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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life.

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