From: nogarder@ix.netcom.com(*** )
Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories
Subject: Two Teenage Boys Spy On Us (MFmm, ex)
Date: 16 Feb 1996 19:50:11 GMT

		      Two Teenage Boys Spy On Us

	Late one evening, while my wife, Arlene, and I were down at
the Jersey shore on vacation, we were sitting on the couch in our
motel room watching TV with the lights on. The TV was against the wall
to the right of the couch, and the couch itself sat facing the front
wall of the room. Actually, it was more of a picture window than a
wall. It consisted of a large pane of clear glass, running almost from
floor to ceiling. We had the drapes in front of it partially open, so
we could look out at the star lit sky.

	She was sitting immediately on my left, wearing a rather sexy
looking green baby-doll nightgown with matching bikini panties. Since
we had gone out to a nightclub earlier that evening, her naturally
auburn hair was fixed and she was still wearing her make-up. I had my
left arm around her shoulders and was wearing short pajamas, as is my
custom during the summer months. Our room was on the second floor of
the motel. The motel was well kept, but the older type, with a walkway
running past the front of all the rooms on the upper floors. Since it
was late, the walkway lights have been turned off and it was dark out
there.

	As we were watching the TV, my peripheral vision detected some
movement on the walkway directly outside our window, but when I looked
over there I saw nothing. A few moments later, I again detected the
movement. This time I kept facing the television and surreptitiously
looked over at the window through the corner of my eye, and saw what
had been causing the movement I thought I had seen before. There were
two teenage boys peeking in the window, obviously very interested in
the sexy picture Arlene presented in her baby-doll nightgown. They
appeared to be about eighteen or nineteen years old.

	I had always fantasized about showing off Arlene's tight body
to other men, and even about someone watching her and I make love
together, but every time I had brought it up, she had turned me down
flat. Now, given the fact that we were away from home, combined with
the fact that she was pleasantly mellow from the drinks she had
consumed earlier that evening, I thought I at least had a chance of
making part of my dream come true. It was at least worth a shot, as
they say.

	Not wanting to scare them off, I kept facing the TV, and in a
low voice, told Arlene to do the same. I advised her that it appears
we had a little audience, and described the two teenagers to her. I
told her that I was going to turn to her and kiss her on the lips, so
that she could partially close her eyes and peek at them as I did so.
This way they wouldn't know she was looking at them. She agreed and I
turned towards her and kissed her lips, turning my head at an angle so
that she could peer over it at them through her half-closed eyes.

	I held the kiss for twenty or thirty seconds, giving her a
good chance to look them over. When it ended we both resumed facing
the TV as if we were unaware of our little audience. As we did so, we
discussed their presence and what we were going to do about it.

	She appeared to be a bit agitated about being spied upon at
first, but calmed down when I said that they were probably just a
couple of good kids out for a little adventure, who happened to be
fortunate enough to stumble upon a sight which was irresistible to
their hormone ravaged young bodies, that sight being her beautiful and
scantily clad body.

	I suggested we put on a little show for them, saying that it
will give them something to remember for years to come, and probably
cause them to go back to their room later and jerk off to the memory
of. She was somewhat resistant to the idea at first. I told her that
seeing a scene such as this was something that every young teenage boy
dreams about, and in fact, was something I myself dreamed about often
when I was that age. I also said that I thought it would be a turn on
for both of us as well as for our audience, and that we would only let
the show go as far as she wanted it to. At this point Arlene agreed to
give it a try.

	I told her that I was going to start by kissing her as I did
before, and that she could peek at them all she wanted, as long as she
did so discretely, so as not to let they realize that they too were
being observed. I also told her to try to describe their reactions to
me as she observed them, but to do it in a low voice so that they
would not overhear.

	With that, I turned my body towards hers, facing her at a
right angle from the side so as not to block the boys' view. I kissed
her on the mouth, gently at first, and then with gradually more
passion. She returned my kisses with equal passion as we both began to
get into our little game.

	Keeping my left arm around her shoulders, I placed my right
hand on the upper part of her left arm and begin massaging the muscles
there. Gradually, that hand worked its way up to her left shoulder,
and then to her neck, caressing as it went. After a while, it slowly
worked its way down the front of her chest until it was covering her
left breast, which I fondle firmly but lovingly through her nightgown.
I felt her nipple stiffen quickly under my tender ministrations,
pressing itself firmly into my palm. Her normally 36B breast felt a
bit fuller than usual, having swollen slightly from her arousal. I
slid my hand over to her other breast, and that nipple quickly
hardened also.

	I switched my right hand's attentions back and forth from one
breast to the other several times, caressing them through her
nightgown. Meanwhile, my left hand was stroking her shoulders and
back. It gradually worked its way lower and lower until it reached her
hip. Then it pulled up the hem of her nightgown and began massaging
her ass cheeks through her bikini panties.

	I broke our kiss momentarily and asked her what our audience
was doing. She told me they were staring intently and whispering
excitedly to each other from time to time, and we began kissing again
with even more fervor than before.

	With my right hand, I slid the shoulder straps of her
nightgown down off her shoulders and pulled her left arm out of it.
Then I slipped my hand inside to caress her breasts directly. As I was
rubbing her left breast, that side of the top of her nightgown slid
down below it, but her breast was still covered almost completely by
my hand. It was obvious from our actions that we were both pretty
turned on by this point.

	I interrupted our kissing for a moment to verbally tease her a
bit, by saying; "Should we show them your titty? I think they'd really
like to get a good look at this titty. Let's see how they like seeing
this pretty titty of yours." With that, Arlene put her hand behind my
head and pulls it towards hers, crushing our mouths together in a
extremely passionate kiss.

	I took this as an assent, and slid my hand down to just below
her tit, baring it to their view. Then, as I rubbed its underside at
the point where it met her rib cage, I pressed slightly up on it,
raising it and making it stick out more, as if presenting it to our
little audience for their inspection.

	She kissed me even harder, apparently as excited as I was by
the thought of what we're doing. Her extreme arousal was apparently
confirmed a moment later when she reached down, unsnapped my pajama
bottoms, slipped her hand in and began to rub my cock.

	I slid my right hand down her body to her knee, and then began
to work it up along the inside of her thigh, stroking as I went. When
it reached mid thigh, she clenched her thighs together. This made me
think that she might be having second thoughts about letting our
little show go any further. I persisted in my stroking, however, and
after a few moments, she relaxed her thighs and let them fall open
enough for my hand to proceed further.

	When it arrived at the juncture of her thighs, I could feel
the sexual heat emanating from her pussy as I caressed the soft,
sensitive skin exposed at the very edges of her panties. She opened
her thighs more and I slid my fingers over onto the crotch of her
panties, gently but firmly caressing her wet, swollen pussy through
it. She began to hump her pussy up at my hand as her level of
excitement increased even more.

	After a while, my hand drifted up to the waistband of her
panties, grasps it, and began to pull them down over her hips. I
detected some token passive resistance on her part in that she did not
lift her hips up off the couch to facilitate my efforts. Since she did
not actually ask me to stop, however, I continued my efforts and
finally succeeded in taking down her panties. When I got them down
around her knees she did, in fact, assist me by lifting her left leg
momentarily so I could slip them off over one foot.

	I left the panties dangling from her right calf and attempted
to resume fondling her pussy with my right hand, but found that she
had again pressed her thighs tightly together. Thinking that she
wanted a to be coaxed a bit to get her to relax them, I said; "Don't
you want to show off your pretty little pussy to our friends out
there? I'm sure they're just dying to see it. Come on now, open up
your legs and show them that cute cunt you're hiding there. They've
probably been waiting all night to see it, so let's not disappoint
them. Open those thighs and show them that pretty pussy."

	I felt her legs begin to slowly relax and fall open. "That's
better," I said. "I'll bet we both know where they're dreaming about
being right now. Now how about spreading those legs wide and giving
them a really good look at it?"

	With that, she slumped down into a half sitting, half lying
position, with her ass right at the front edge of the couch, and
spread her thighs open very wide. I grasped her right leg and placed
it on top of my thigh, spreading them even further. Her bare twat was
now fully exposed to the clear view of our little audience. Unable to
resist taking a peek at it myself, I looked down at her lap. Through
her closely cropped auburn pussy hair, I saw that her lips were
swollen with desire and slightly open, exposing the moist, tender,
pink flesh within.

	We kissed passionately as I began to caress her inner thigh,
inching ever higher with each stroke. When I reached her twat, I used
my fingertips to caress the edges of its moist lips, up one side and
down the other, repeating the motion several times. Then I grasped one
of her pussy lips and rubbed it between the tips of my fingers and
thumb. As I did, I gently pulled on it, stretching it out to the side
and opening her twat even more. After several moments, I repeated the
motion with her opposite pussy lip. Now both lips were splayed open
completely, giving our attentive audience an unobstructed view right
up her hole, which was dripping with her juices.

	She momentarily released my stiff cock and tugged down on the
waistband of my pajama bottoms. I assisted her my lifting my ass off
the couch for a second and she pulled them below my knees. As I kicked
them off, she renewed her grip on my rod and resumed stroking its full
length, faster and more firmly than before. Occasionally she released
it and caressed my balls and perineum.

	Then I slipped two fingers into the warm, wet cleft between
her pussy lips and slid them slowly up and down, over and over,
caressing the sensitive flesh from her clit to her perineum. She
responded by beginning to hump her hips at my hand in time with my
motions. As she continued to become more aroused, I periodically
inserted first one, and then two fingers into her hole. In response,
the humping motions of her hips increased in speed and intensity.

	We continued kissing and stimulating each other like this for
quite some time. Then I pulled back from her, leaned my back against
the back of the couch, and slid down so that my ass was right at the
front edge of the cushion. With me coaxing her with words and motions,
she sat erect on my lap, her legs wide open and straddling my thighs,
facing away from me and directly towards the window.

	I reached around her with both hands, grasped her pussy lips
and spread them wide. Then I took my cock and pressed its full length
against her open crotch, so that it was squeezed vertically between
her open pussy lips. Releasing the lips of her pussy so that they
clasped the sides of my cock, I held it there with the fingertips of
my left hand while my right slid up over her ribcage and began to
fondle her breasts.

	I began to move my hips in a small thrusting motion. She
responded by using her legs to repeatedly raise and lower her torso,
causing my rigid staff to slide up and down the full length of the
crack of her sopping crotch and imparting wondrous sensations to us.
Since my ability to move was somewhat restricted by our position
anyway, I held still and allowed her to take the lead in pleasuring
both of us with her movements alone.

	Over the course of a couple of minutes, these movements
gradually increased in intensity. All of a sudden, she raised herself
up higher than usual and grasped my throbbing prick at the base with
her hand. She aimed it at the center of her gaping hole, and then
simultaneously released her grip and dropped her full weight down on
it, causing its entire length to be swiftly and forcefully buried in
the warm, clasping depths of her warm love cave.

	The suddenness of this action and the rush of ecstasy
resulting from it seemed to startle both of us. Loud moans of pleasure
escaped from both our lips and we held still for a several moments,
reveling in the feelings. Then she began to move again, using her leg
muscles to raise herself up so that only the very tip of my cock head
was nestled between her cunt lips, and then suddenly relaxing them
completely so that her body dropped down on it vigorously, engulfing
the entire shaft within her hot hole in a single stroke.

	Over and over she repeated these maddening motions, gradually
increasing their speed and intensity as our excitement continued to
mount. I grasped her by the hips to help steady and balance her as she
moved. She slid her hands up to her tits and began to massage them,
periodically putting her hands underneath them and lifting them up as
if proudly offering them to our little audience outside. As she did,
she stared directly at the window.

	Tilting my head to see around her, I saw the teenagers duck
quickly to the side when they saw her facing in their direction.
After a moment, they peeked in again and immediately pulled back when
they see she was still gazing that way. Apparently, however, the
thought of what they were missing was too much for them, and in a few
seconds their heads appeared again.

	This time she stared directly into their eyes and smiled
alluringly as she continued to hump herself up and down on my cock.
They glanced at each other briefly, apparently unable to believe that
she knew they were looking and evidently not only didn't care, but
appeared to want them to continue. Then they quickly turned back to
the scene before them and stared intently, their eyes wide and glowing
with youthful excitement.

	All of a sudden, the one on the left, apparently the bolder of
the two, stood up in full view to get a better look at the exciting
proceedings before him. He was rubbing his crotch through his pants.
After hesitating a bit, the other joined him, also rubbing his crotch.

	Then Arlene did something that startled even me. She removed
her right hand from her breast and moved it down to in front of her
crotch curling her fingers and thumb inward, making a loose, open
fist. Then she began moving it back and forth in a stroking motion. I
immediately recognized the motions as that of a man masturbating
himself, and apparently so does the bolder of the two teenagers.

	Taking her pantomimed suggestion, he unzipped his pants and
freed his prick to our view. It was reddened and stiff, about six
inches long, and jutted out straight from his body at a rakish upward
angle. For several seconds it bobbed rigidly on the night air. Then he
grasped it in his fist and began to jerk himself off. The second
member of our now participative audience hesitated for a few moments
and then decided to join his compatriot. Opening his pants, he too
pulled out his cock and began to slide his hand up and down the shaft.

	Arlene smiled approvingly at the teenagers and, while
continuing to caress her breasts with her left hand, began to
vigorously rub her clit with the fingertips of her right.
Simultaneously, she continued to increase the speed with which she was
bouncing up and down on my now throbbing prick.

	I felt the come rising in my balls and knew I wouldn't be able
to hold back my climax much longer. At the same time I felt the walls
of her vagina begin to grasp my shaft more tightly, and knew from this
that she was close as well. Looking over at the teenagers, I saw that
their hands were now moving back and forth on their shafts with
blurring speed and their faces were beginning to contort with
pleasure.

	All of a sudden first one, and then the other teenager thrust
his hips forward and began to shoot wad after wad of milky white come
onto the window. At this, Arlene's body stiffened, and she rammed her
pelvis down on my cock with unbelievable force as her climax overtook
her. I rammed my hips upward into her crotch and released what seemed
like a quart of come deep into her clasping depths in a series of
eight or ten extremely powerful and pleasurable spasms.

	Bit by bit, our orgasms subsided. She relaxed her body and
slumped back against me limply. I felt totally drained as well. I
felt my cock start to soften and it gradually began to slide out of
her now very drenched twat. When the head finally fell out, it did so
with a small, plopping sound and my cock fell limply down between my
legs, leaving her cunt gaping wide. Our combined love juices began to
seep out of her hole, slowly at first and then in a torrent, running
down over her asshole and dripping onto my cock and balls below.

	As we lay there, breathing heavily from our exertions, I
peered lazily over at our audience and saw that they were coming down
from their climaxes as well. They were still staring intently at
Arlene's open cunt as they squeezed the last few drops of come from
the ends of their pricks. The balance of their loads were dripping
down the window pane in several long, creamy rivulets.

	All of a sudden, they looked to their left and right. Now that
their orgasms were over, they were apparently worried that someone
might come along. They quickly stuffed their shrinking cocks back in
their pants, smiled gratefully in our direction, and giving us a
little wave, ran off into the night. We continued to lie limply
together for many minutes more, tenderly caressing each other and
reveling in the afterglow of our highly pleasurable little adventure.

	Although my body was at rest, my mind was racing excitedly
with the thought that I had finally realized my long held fantasy.
Now that we had done it once, and both of us had obviously enjoyed it,
maybe Arlene would be more willing to do something similar again in
the future. Maybe, I hoped, she would be willing to go even further. I
had a lot of unfulfilled fantasies that needed fulfilling, and things
were looking more promising in that regard than they ever had before.
I'll try to keep you informed as things develop.