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My Neighbor's Son the Voyeur
by Viper (viperxxxtreme@hotmail.com)
***
A wife with an overriding sex drive notices that the
neighbor's son is peeping at her and her husband
during one of their sexual encounters in their
backyard. She finds that his attention makes their
love making more intense than usual. (MF-exh, M-teen-
voy)
***
My name is Beth. I'm 29 years old. I have long blonde
hair, and I'm blessed with a nice body and an
attractive face. I am happily married to a wonderful
man named Frank, and we live in a nice quiet section a
few miles outside Miami Beach, Florida.
Up until last year, for the most part our lives were
just normal like everyone else. Don't get me wrong, we
both were and still very happy with each other. We
have an excellent sex life and have no problems
satisfying our needs. But something happened last
summer that changed our lives some. Not for the worst,
but for the better. This experience has opened new
doors for us, and it is for this reason that I want to
share some of these experiences with you. I hope you
enjoy reading this. I certainly enjoyed writing it.
It started last summer, August to be exact. My husband
had just got home that day from a week long convention
he was attending in Atlanta. I was in my back yard
cleaning up some from a little family gathering I had
the day before when I decided the heck with this. The
sun was shining and it was such a hot day that I was
going to be lazy and just lie out on a blanket and
work on my already dark tan.
That's when I noticed Tommy, my 17 year old neighbor
who lives next door. He was watching me through the
wooden fence that separates our yards. This did not
come as a surprise to me because ever since we moved
here 3 years ago, Tommy has always looked at me with
wide eyes and mouth opened.
At first I thought it was just one of those boyish
crushes that would go away after a while. But as the
years came, I could see that his innocent looks had
turned to hot passion and desire. To be honest with
you, I was rather flattered, and a little turned on by
it. But I never meant to go anywhere with this. After
all, he was just a boy and I was a married woman. But
all this would change on that one hot August day...
***
As I lay on my tummy, stretched out on the blanket, I
saw that Tommy was spying on me. He was looking
through one of the cracks on the fence between my
backyard and his. Normally I would have gotten angry,
but I know how 17 year old boys are. And because I
take good care of my body, I knew I looked pretty good
to him I heard the back door swing open as Frank
walked out into the yard. As he approached me he said,
"Honey, you look so sexy lying there, I could just eat
you."
"Mmmmm, now that's a nice thought," I moaned as I
looked up at him. I watched him as he took the bottle
of tanning oil and poured some of it into his hand.
Frank began to massage the oil on my back. He started
on my shoulders, and then my back. His hands felt good
as he moved slowly across my back. I could see Tommy's
eyes stare hard as he watched my husband massage me. I
began to get aroused knowing that Tommy was watching.
I knew his cock would be aching with desire by now.
"Lower. Go lower, honey." I moaned to my husband.
His hands moved lower until they rested at the edge of
my skimpy bikini bottom. He continued to massage the
base of my back.
"Lower." I whimpered.
Frank smiled as is one hand slid underneath the
material and rested it on my right ass-cheek. As he
massaged the soft flesh of my ass, I noticed that my
husband had a huge bulge of his own inside his shorts.
I had almost forgotten that it had been almost a week
since we had sex, and I knew he was very excited. It
was then I decided to really put on a show for Tommy.
I let out a soft moan when Frank's other hand slipped
underneath my bikini bottom and gently massaged my
other ass-cheek. My pussy was getting wet as I felt my
husband's hands on my ass. I turned my head towards
him and rotated my ass, grinding my hot pussy into the
blanket. I let my body slide upwards a little so that
my panties would work their way down until most of my
ass was visible. I turned towards the fence to see if
Tommy was still hiding there. I smiled when I saw his
eyes glued to me.
By now, Frank was moaning as he felt his own passion
build. Using my right foot, I slowly kicked forward,
moving my body away from him. His hands slowly slid
off my ass. Kneeling on the edge of the blanket, Frank
watched me with a dumbfounded look on his face. I
slowly turned over on my back and raised my right leg.
Pointing my toes forward, I stretched my leg until my
foot rested on his groin. Slowly, I began to massage
his throbbing cock with the bottom of my foot. Frank
let out a soft moan as I rubbed him.
"Oh my god woman," he whispered. "I am really fucking
horny."
"I know sweetheart. It's been almost a week, hasn't
it?" I said as I rubbed a little harder.
"Yes, and I'm gonna cum if you don't stop that," he
answered, grabbing my ankle with one hand.
He moved my foot off of him and turned to the side. I
giggled and arched my foot. Using his other hand, he
massaged my toes and the bottom of my foot. I closed
my eyes and let out a soft moan. I let him do this for
only a minute or so until I told him to sit on the
lawn chair.
I bent over and unbuttoned his shorts. Then I pulled
down his fly and dipped my hand inside. I gently
grasped his cock and carefully pulled it out. As I
slowly stroked it, I felt it twitch inside my hand. I
could see from the corner of my eye that Tommy watched
with wide eyes. And from the sounds Frank was making,
I knew he was already close to the edge.
Looking down at this beautiful hunk of flesh, I
dropped to my knees and lowered my head. I let his
cock slip between my lips and into my mouth. I took
about half of his cock into my mouth and gave it a
hard suck. Frank moaned loudly and I felt his body
stiffen. I began to bob my head, taking more of his
cock into my mouth with each stroke. Frank's hand
quickly moved to the back of my head and he buried his
fingers in my thick blonde hair. I could feel him
coaxing me into taking more of his cock.
By now, his cock was drenched with my saliva and his
own juices, and my lips slid easily up and down. I
could taste the salty flesh with my tongue as I licked
it along the way. I was taking all of his cock in my
mouth, and I could feel the head touch the back of my
throat. My hands gently massaged his balls. Frank
began to squirm on the lawn chair as my head bobbed up
and down. His grip became tighter and his moans grew
more intense. Suddenly he cried out and he arched his
body upward. A stream of hot cum hit the back of my
throat. Quickly, I backed up and tightened my lips
around the thick flesh, just beneath the head. Frank
came hard and fast. I could feel his cock pulsate with
each spurt as he filled my mouth with his hot juice. I
sucked hard, not wanting to lose a drop. I moved my
one hand to the base of his cock and slowly jerked him
off.
Finally, he fell back into his chair and I felt his
body relax. With his cock still in my mouth, I
swallowed his cum in three gulps. His hand no longer
gripped the back of my head. Instead, I felt his
fingers gently stroking my hair. I bobbed my head once
more, this time slowly sucking his drained cock all
the way into my mouth and throat. When I released him,
his cock was dry and limp. Looking up at him, I could
see he had a very pleased look on his face. I couldn't
help but smile at him. As I swallowed the last of his
juices, I quickly glanced over at the fence. Tommy was
still there watching us and he was rubbing the bulge
that was in his pants. This made me even smile more.
Suddenly, I had an idea. Or perhaps a new desire. I
thought about my little plan as I knelt in front of my
husband, stroking his now limp cock. I couldn't
believe I was actually thinking this.
***
Ten o'clock that night, I lay naked on top of my
husband's muscular body in our bedroom upstairs. His
cock was fully erect by now, thanks to a little help
and encouragement by me of course. I must have spent
the last 15 minutes or so kneeling between his legs;
licking, stroking and sucking his cock. There was a
couple of times I had to stop because he was about to
cum. But a quick gentle squeeze and a few moments of
hot passionate kissing, Frank calmed down enough as to
where I could continue to enjoy him with my mouth and
tongue.
As I held his cock just inches above my hot pussy, I
gave him a few quick strokes. My long slim fingers
barely reached around it. His cock was hard as a rock,
but because it was coated with my saliva and his
juices, it felt wet and slippery. I lowered myself
onto him, guiding his throbbing cock into my already
wet pussy. Frank had devoured my whole body just a
short time ago with his tongue and mouth, making me
cum twice. My pussy was so wet. My nipples so hard. He
had me so hot and aroused that I just had to suck his
cock. And the more I sucked, the more wet my pussy had
gotten.
Frank's cock slid easily into my pussy. Slowly, I
lowered myself, wanting to feel every inch of his cock
as it entered my wet hole. When he was completely
inside me, I positioned myself on my knees and he
arched his groin upwards, pushing himself deeper
inside me. That alone made me cum and I let out a loud
moan. Maybe it was a scream. As I experienced my third
orgasm of the evening. I rode his cock as he thrust
himself in and out of me. I felt his hands grab my
heart-shaped ass, firmly squeezing my soft cheeks,
pulling me downwards as he buried his long shaft
inside me. The room was filled with our passionate
moans and the squeaking sound of the bed. Our pace had
quickened quite a bit and I could feel another orgasm
growing.
As we made love, I couldn't help notice Tommy's house
staring at me through the window. It was dark outside,
but I could see lights on. Tommy's bedroom light in
particular. I couldn't help but wonder if Tommy was
peeping through his window at us, looking through a
spy glass, watching Frank and I fuck like wild
animals. For some strange reason, the thought of this
made me even more excited. More passionate. And more
inhibited. Without even thinking, I took my hands and
gripped Frank's waste and began to fuck him hard and
fast. My moans grew louder with each stroke and I
could hear Frank's moans get louder too. His eyes were
closed the whole time. We both were on the verge of
cumming, but I wanted to cum first. So I fucked him
faster. He slid easily in and out of me. My pussy was
so wet, so hot. I felt my whole body perspiring.
A minute later I experienced the most incredible
orgasm I think I ever had. My pussy convulsed like a
volcano and I flooded Frank's cock with my juices. I
screamed in ecstasy. As I was cumming, Frank's moans
grew loud and I felt his fingers dig into my back and
buttocks. I kept riding his cock, but he was doing
most of the moving as he quickly thrust his cock
upwards, trying to go deeper inside me. Then he let
out a loud cry and I felt him shoot his thick juice
inside me. His came hard, his spurts felt like little
tongues licking inside me as he flooded my hole. After
about 3 spurts, I took a hold of his cock and quickly
got off him. I dived towards his ejaculating cock, and
the next spurt hit me on my lips and chin. I opened my
mouth and closed my lips around his pulsating shaft,
just in time to catch the next spurt. He continued to
cum, and I felt 3 or 4 more spurts coat the inside of
my mouth. My fist feverishly stroked him, pumping all
he had to offer. When he finally was finished, and his
body no longer tense, I let his cock slip out of my
mouth and swallowed his hot juice.
***
For the next few minutes, we both lay back in the bed,
feeling completely drained and satisfied. Frank's head
rested on the pillow, watching me as I lay between his
legs. Kneeling towards him, I looked down at him with
my sexy smile, licking and sucking his shrinking cock.
He smiled at me as I rubbed his cock over my cum-
soaked chin and mouth, then when I guided it back into
my mouth and sucked the cum off his skin, he said,
"Wow." His cock twitched a few times as I continued
doing this. When I thought I had wiped most of his cum
off my face, I stopped, swallowed what was in my
mouth, and slowly slid my body up his until we were
face to face. Then I gave him a long, deep, passionate
kiss.
An hour later, it was my head that was resting on the
pillow and Frank was down on the other end of the bed.
We were both very happy and satisfied, and pretty
tired, but Frank insisted on giving me a leg and foot
massage. He just adored my legs and feet. I guess that
is why I pamper them so much. I know he loves the way
they look and feel, and to be honest, I do love a good
leg and foot massage. As I felt his hands caress my
long shapely legs and feet, I tried to keep from
falling asleep. But with my husband's soothing hands
at work, it was quite a difficult task. My eyes were
closed most of the time.
During this time we talked, but it was mostly him that
would talk. He liked to compliment me on how pretty my
legs looked or how soft my feet felt, and he would
tell me these things as his fingers touched them.
Although I enjoyed hearing the compliments and feeling
his loving hands caressing me, I found my thoughts
moving to Tommy, and the new desires I had begun to
feel. I wanted to tell Frank about it. Tell him what I
felt, what I wanted to do. We're both very open minded
people and I knew he would at least be open enough to
listen to me. Maybe even want it to happen, too.
When I opened my eyes again, I tilted my head so I
could see Frank. He was sitting at the end of the bed
facing me. He was holding my left foot with his hands,
his fingers massaging the sides and bottom, working
their way up to my red polished toes. Then he would
take each toe between his fingers and gently pull on
it. When he was finished he would start all over. I
could see he was really into it. I couldn't help
notice that his cock was already semi-hard. I raised
my leg until my foot was at his chin. Smiling at him,
I asked, "You really enjoy doing that, don't you
Honey?"
Frank smiled back at me as he raised my foot to his
lips. With my foot resting in his palm, he kissed each
toe, then answered, "I love your feet. I love your
legs. I love your body. But most important, I love
you."
"I love you too, Sweetheart." I smiled back at him.
It was at that moment I decided to tell my husband
what I was feeling and what I wanted to do.
"Sweetheart," I said with my sweet innocent voice.
"Why don't you come up here and lay next to me.
There's something I want to talk to you about."
Frank looked at me with a puzzled look, but he still
kept his smile. "Okay." he said curiously as he
crawled up the bed next to me.
I turned to my side and propped my head on my hand as
I rested my elbow on the bed. As Frank lay comfortably
on his back, I began to lightly caress his muscular
chest with my fingers. As I did, he turned just a bit
to face me.
"Do you ever notice how Tommy Robertson looks at me
every time he sees me?" I began.
"Yeah, I notice." Frank answered with a smile. Then he
chuckled, "I think he has the hots for you, baby."
"Well I know he does, Frank. Every time I see him he
has a bulge in his pants the size of a baseball."
Frank laughed loudly. "Well you do have that effect on
almost all the male species on this planet,
Sweetheart. I wouldn't worry about it if I was you."
"I'm not, Honey. Not at all. As a matter of fact," I
stopped then, thinking to myself, should I really go
on with this?
There was a long pause as Frank waited for me to
continue. He looked at me very curiously. Finally I
decided to tell him.
"It, it kind of makes me feel good when men look at me
that way."
"Well that's good. You're a beautiful woman, Bethany.
And you deserve to feel that way."
I knew my husband didn't understand what I meant, so I
decided to be more direct.
"No, Honey. I mean, it turns me on. I get very hot and
wet when men look at me that way."
Frank's eyes opened wide and I could see that he was
surprised. I thought it would be best if I tried to
explain this a little better.
"You see, whenever I'm out, let's say in the mall or
in the grocery store, I can always tell when a man has
noticed me. I can feel his eyes all over my body. I
can sense the passion he feels as he undresses me with
them. I don't even have to be looking at him. I could
be standing there with my back to him, yet I know he's
watching me. I can feel his eyes touching me, studying
every detail, and every curve on my body. I can feel
his passion build. He wants me. He wants to touch me.
He wants to fuck me. And when I do look at him, I can
see that he does. I see it in his eyes. And I see it
between his legs. That's when I feel my passion rise.
My body tingles. I get so excited. I get so hot. And I
get so wet."
Frank looked at me with wide eyes and a partially
opened mouth as I confessed my feelings to him. The
only thing he could say, and it was more like a long
whisper was, "Wow!"
I don't know why, but my eyes quickly focused on his
cock. It was quite hard now, and almost fully erect. I
realized that not only did this shock him, but excited
him as well. I suddenly had a need to touch it. I
began to slowly move my hand off his chest and work my
way down.
"Remember this afternoon, in the backyard when I was
giving you a blow-job?" I asked him.
"Yeah." he answered softly, still looking at me with
wide eyes.
"Tommy was watching us through the fence. He saw us in
the yard. He watched me suck you off."
Then it was Frank's turn to shock me.
"I know." he muttered softly. "I saw him peeking
through the fence. And I have to admit, I was really
turned on by it. I think that is why I was so damn
excited and why I came so quickly. I knew he was
watching you do that, and I could only imagine what it
must have looked like through his eyes. God Beth, you
are so beautiful and so sexy. How can anyone not get
excited when they see you?"
When my long fingers had finally reached his cock, I
slid my fingers lightly along the shaft until they
rested near the head. I felt it twitch, then wrapping
my fingers around the thick flesh, I began to slowly
jerk him off.
"You know how we always talked about our fantasies and
how it would be nice to make them really happen?" I
reminded him about our many conversations about this
topic.
"Yeah," he answered with a very curious voice.
"Well I have this fantasy." I said to my husband as I
stroked his now fully erect cock. "I want Tommy. I
want to tease him. I want to excite him. I want to
make him want me like he never wanted me before. Then,
when I have him feeling so hot and so excited that
he's just one step away from exploding."
Frank's cock began to throb in my hand. I closed my
fist a little more as I stroked the entire length of
it. His cock felt so hot and so big in my hand.
"I want to fuck him."
Silence. Frank just looked at me with a shocked look.
I sat there looking at him, watching his face. Waiting
to see a reaction. Waiting to hear what he had to say
about that. His cock continued to throb in my hand, so
I knew he was still excited. Finally, after what
seemed like an hour, but was only a few seconds, he
smiled.
"You want to seduce our next door neighbor? A 17 year
old kid?" He began to laugh.
"Sure." I said innocently. "Why not?"
Frank laughed. He didn't say anything for a while, but
I could see he was thinking about it. And from the way
his cock felt in my hand, I guessed he kind of liked
that idea.
Then suddenly, he looked at me with a strange look. A
look I never seen on him before. His eyes were on
fire. Not an angry fire, but a passionate one.
"Tell me, Baby," he spoke softly as he started to move
on top of me. "Tell me what you want to do to Tommy?"
He started to nibble at my neck, which sent shivers
all through my body.
Talking about my fantasy had already made my pussy
wet, but his mouth sent new sensations down there. I
closed my eyes as I felt his mouth sucking my neck.
"I'm going to make him hard. Oh, so hard," I whispered
in his ear. "I'm going to make his cock throb with his
need, just like the way yours is right now."
Frank moaned as his mouth began to lick and suck on my
chest. By now, my nipples were erect and my pussy was
getting hotter.
"Then I'm going to put his hot throbbing cock in my
mouth and suck on it until he's ready to explode."
Frank's hands cupped my small breasts and stroked my
nipples with his thumbs. "Oh yeah?" he moaned softly,
taking my left breast into his sucking mouth.
More shivers go through my body. My pussy was on fire.
"Then, I'm going to sit on that beautiful cock of his
until it is completely inside of me."
Just the thought of that had almost made me cum right
then and there. But I was suddenly distracted when I
felt Frank's cock touch the lips of my hot pussy. He
stared down at me with hot passion in his eyes. His
lips barely touched mine.
"You mean, like this?" he moaned.
Suddenly I felt his cock slide through my pussy lips
and into my hot pussy. My mouth opened as I let out a
soft moan, and his tongue quickly met mine. I released
his cock. We began to kiss passionately. Our tongues
feverishly attacking each other. He began to pump his
cock in and out of my pussy.
And as he did, I arched my body upwards in rhythm with
his. It felt so intense and so hot. I was feeling
things I never felt before. His cock felt so big and
so alive. It felt as if it was the very first time I
did this. It didn't take too long for me to cum that
night. And when I did it was like I had 6 orgasms at
once.
Soon after, Frank exploded inside me, filling me up
with his huge load of hot cum. I think I felt every
powerful spurt as he shot off. It was sensational.
Afterwards, we lay in each other's arms, both of us
feeling very satisfied and content.
I had lost track of my favorite peeper, but then he'd
accomplished what I needed from him. I had no
intention to let him know that I knew he was watching
us. Not, at least, until after he turned eighteen. The
age of consent in our state. I smiled to myself,
lazily fingering my well sued sticky slit.
END
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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life in
any way, shape or form. Anyone tempted to act out any
of the scenarios in this story should seriously
consider seeking professional help.
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