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Debra's Peeping Tom
by Will Cape Brown (address defunct)
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A wife catches the neighbor boy jacking off outside her
bedroom window. (F/m-teen, underage, voy, mast, cheating
wife)
***
I, Debra Mayes, swear... oh, shit! No way am I going
another day without telling somebody about this mess.
I've changed names to protect the not-so-innocent AND
me. I enjoy being a wife and mom - lately mostly a mom -
because my husband, I'll call him Jim, seems not so very
interested in me anymore. He works the late shift, and
never gets home until after midnight. Naturally, I'm
usually sound asleep. On a recent wedding anniversary,
he brought me a kitten (of all things) instead of the
usual flowers and dinner. I called her Tabby.
That was last year about this time. The next night I got
ready for bed as usual. As always, it felt so good to
get that bra off (I love the freedom), and as usual I
stood for a few moments studying my naked body in the
mirror. Then I thought I heard something in the
backyard, I went to the back door and opened it.
Tabby was out like a flash. Our back yard is surrounded
by a six foot solid board fence, giving good privacy, so
I dashed after the kitten, me still nude. Every time I
reached for the cat she would dart another few feet
away. She zipped around a corner of the house with me
right behind.
What a shock! I ran smack into a young boy standing
there in the dark just outside my bedroom window. He had
been watching me undress. I ran smack into him - almost
knocked him over.
The thing about it was that he had nothing on but a tee
shirt, his cutoffs were there on the ground. Human
comedy in real life. Not very believable, but true!
When I crashed into him, he had to grab me to keep from
falling over backwards. Our faces were only inches apart
and I recognized him at once, but that's another part of
the story. I was shocked and surprised, and I'll admit
it, I was strangely excited.
His young penis was fully engorged and erect from
watching me undress. Even with all of that was going on
I remember looking through my window and seeing
everything inside well lit and plain as day. I guess I
had been putting on quite a show for him for no telling
how many nights.
Now, there we were. His nakedness against mine, but it
was more like a dream, at least it was until I felt his
hardness throbbing between my legs. He was trying to
whisper something to me: "Please don't scream...
please!"
I didn't, but I got out of there fast!
***
From that night on it seemed like I bumped into the
young man everywhere I went, and each time my face would
flush crimson. That's the way it was all winter and
spring. But in early summer it happened again. I had
just undressed and had a strong feeling I was being
watched.
This time, I decided to do a little entertaining. I
undressed and stood in front of the closet mirror and I
licked my finger and with it began stroking my clit. I
knew whoever was out there (and I was sure it was the
same boy) could see me from behind and in the mirror
from the front. I put on a good show, and to my
surprises, found my orgasm stronger and deeper than
usual.
That scene became an almost nightly occurrence, until
one night when I just couldn't manage to get to sleep.
Bingo! The idea came to me suddenly. Smiling with new
resolve, I soon was fast asleep.
The first thing I did the next day was call Josie, the
gal who did my hair. "I need an after-hours appointment,
Josie," I told her. She agreed to stay late and take me
at 6:30 that day.
Give her credit! Josie didn't blink, didn't laugh,
didn't react at all when I told her I wanted my pubic
hair darkened several shades. I have blond hair, and my
pussy hair is so light as to be almost invisible from
ten feet away. I wanted to make everything highly
visible!
"I'll have to put Vaseline on your genitals to keep from
burning you," Josie said. I nodded. As directed, I
slipped off my skirt and panties, reclined in Josie's
chair and spread my legs. I felt her fingers parting my
pussy hair and clearing my vaginal lips - it was rather
electrifying - then she began lightly applying the
Vaseline.
I began to squirm and I heard my sharp intake of breath.
Ooooh! I don't know why, but it hadn't occurred to me
that this would be a sexual experience.
Seeing my reactions, Josie deliberately began to "do"
me. Almost instantly I was having an orgasm. The
appointment stretched out much, much longer than I had
expected. At the end, Josie smiled and said, "No
charge."
Earlier in the day I had gone to the art store and
bought a white poster board, the kind you can write on
with magic markers. I carefully made my poster, using
large block letters, and hid it under the bed.
I was ready the next night, having applied lipstick to
the inside my vagina lips to enhance their visibility
there in my darkened pubic hair. I had rearranged the
lamps so that I was really in the spotlight, and did a
real strip tease, and after I had been caressing myself
in front of the mirror for about five minutes, I set the
poster up in front of me so it could easily be read from
outside the window.
"PLEASE WAIT THERE I WANT TO SEE YOU."
I turned and smiled at the darkened window and went at
once to the back patio door and out into the dark back
yard, naked, and eager. This time the boy was naked,
too.
The first thing he did was to put his hand on my pussy
and I grasped his strong young manhood. Ooooh! His cock
was fully grown and throbbing, surging and leaping just
like the big boys.
I kissed him, and when my tongue went into his mouth, he
jumped and pulled back. But only for an instant. Then he
was on me like a wolf on a rabbit. He managed to wrestle
me to the ground, which was wet with dew, and tried to
mount me.
"Hey, hold it!" I gasped. "Let's go to my bed." But he
would have none of that. Frantically he began jabbing
his cock between my legs. Finally, I put my hand down
there, grasped his leaping prick and guided it into his
promised land.
He was so excited! And his excitement quickly infused me
and I began bucking like a wild mare in heat. Very
quickly I felt his powerful spurts of hot cum firing
into my cunt, and at the sound of his reaction I, too,
began having a super strong orgasm. I clawed at his
back, urging him on with gasps of, "Oh baby, fuck me,
fuck me hard!!" Over and over again.
We stayed there on the grass for awhile until our
breathing became normal. Again, I said, "Bobby, come on.
Let's go to my bed." Then I noticed he was sobbing and
instead of doing as I asked, he grabbed his clothes and
took off.
I soon discovered that if I wanted Bobby to fuck me,
then it would have to happen in the back yard in the
dark. At first, we always managed to be finished fucking
before my husband got home, but something changed that.
Bobby was screwing me doggy style when a shadow fell
over my bedroom window. Looking up, we saw my husband,
home early for some reason.
Bobby became very excited at the sight, and his pumping
sped up. In astonishment, I heard him growling, "Hey,
Mr. Mayes, look here. I'm fucking your wife. See how she
loves me to pound my big cock into her? Ha, Ha!"
Fucking me while looking at my husband proved to be a
powerful aphrodisiac for Bobby. And god, what a
tremendous orgasm I had while listening to Bobby telling
my husband what all he was doing to me. Fuck you, Mr.
Mayes! My mind was numb with fear and uncertainty, but
my body was on fire.
Needless to say my marriage ended on that night, but
Bobby soon learned where I'd moved to and I couldn't
seem to turn him down, only now it was all done in the
alley behind my apartment building.
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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