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Horny
CHAPTER 4
Gerald and I went together almost three months and then we
had a fight about something and then a lot more fights
about nothing and anyway we broke up.
He was very immature anyway and it got so that all we did
was fuck and never did anything else together. It was
probably all for the best because we didn't have all that
much in common except for screwing.
Not that I didn't like the screwing, I did! But you know
how it is when you are young and horny, all you want to do
is fuck and we certainly did do a lot of that.
By the time summer came I was out of boyfriends!
I used to let Bill fuck my pussy then because I liked him a
lot but the problem was that with Alice and me both
screwing him he was plumb wore out all the time. I knew
about her but she didn't know that I was fucking him too.
What Bill didn't know because I never told him was that I
was also screwing his dad when he was out with the truck
making service calls and his dad would flip the little sign
over and then we would go into the back room and fuck.
There wasn't a bed or anything so I would just pull my
panties down and put my arms on one of the work benches and
Mr. Johnson would stick his cock in from behind and we'd
fuck like that.
Come to think of it, we never did screw face to face! He
was a great one for sliding his cock up and down my ass
while I bent over the bench wiggling all over then his cock
would slide down a little bit and usually slip right in all
the way up to the hair on his stomach.
It usually only took a few minutes if I sucked his cock for
him first and I would be hot and so would he and he would
just slip his cock in and we'd be fucking like crazy for a
few minutes and he would start shooting my pussy full of
cum. He didn't ever last all that long but he made up for
it in the amount of cum he pumped into me. He was a real
fountain!
I mean when I sucked his cock for him and he started to cum
in my mouth I would just relax my lips and feel him spurt
great big spurts time after time. Even when he was done
cumming his cock would drip out these little strings of cum
that was almost clear as water!
I was walking around the shop all the time with sopping wet
panties! It was either my cum that made them wet before I
got fucked or their cum leaking out after. It got so that
I didn't know what dry panties even felt like!
One of the things then, and now of course that always
turned me on was the thought of watching someone else fuck.
I still watched though in the closet when my mom would get
fucked and rub my pussy. One time I came home and found
them on the couch naked and her sucking this guy off right
in our living room I just sat down in a chair in the living
room about five feet away and watched them.
I didn't play with my pussy in front of him but as soon as
he'd cum in her mouth and he got dressed and left my mother
and I had another big fight. I told her that I didn't like
to come home and find her sucking some man's cock in my
living room and she said that it was her living room and
she would suck and fuck whoever she wanted to and when I
decided that I didn't like it either I didn't have to watch
or else I could move on out!
Well, I got so mad that I just blurted out that if I wanted
to watch her fuck someone I didn't have to stay in the
living room I could go and look in my closet!
It didn't take long for her to march into my room and look
and find the holes. Anyway, my mother started laughing
then until she had tears in her eyes.
"Honey, you little vixen. You've been watching me right
along haven't you?"
"Yes."
"Well I hope you learned something! I have always loved
watching someone make love and now I find that my daughter
has inherited my voyeur's love too."
Well, before the night was over we talked for hours and
shared all kinds of things. She told me about how I really
hadn't been helping around the house and keeping my room
clean and that I was now a woman and I had a mature woman's
responsibilities and I should act more grown up.
It was one of the greatest nights of my life and I think I
was closer to my mother that night than ever before. She
asked me if I were a virgin and I told her. She didn't pry
at all but she did treat me like an adult about it and said
that sex was one of the healthiest and best forms of play
and love combined and that even if love wasn't there that
the sex was great!
She started laughing about the tiny holes that I had made
with the icepick so long ago and said that I would ruin my
eyes using them.
"What did you want me to do, put in a picture window?" I
giggled at her.
"Hmmm, not a bad idea. Tomorrow morning we see about
that!"
Well, the next morning we had breakfast and then my mother
and I looked at the closet and then went out to the Art
Supply on Fifth and got two picture frames with glass and
then stopped at the hardware store and told the man that we
wanted to cut a hole in the plaster for a passthrough in
the kitchen. We didn't tell him it was really a window to
watch people fucking. He sold us a knife and some
spackling stuff and we bought us some screws and hinges and
other hardware too.
It didn't take us long to get home and get the stuff we
bought into the bedroom.
We took the clothes out of both closets and put them on the
bed and then cut a hole right through the closet wall just
a little smaller than the pictures we'd bought. We screwed
the hinges on the frames to the wall after filling up the
crack with the spackling stuff.
When we were done there was a picture frame on the back
wall of each closet! But no picture.
Each picture frame was hinged and there was a black piece
of cardboard inside the wall. If you looked at the frame
and the glass it looked like a mirror but when either frame
was swung out on the hinge you could see clearly through
the other glass into the other bedroom from either side.
It looked perfect!
We couldn't wait to try it out.
"Honey, if I bring a man home tonight would you watch us
and then tell me tomorrow what you saw that you liked?"
"Sure. That makes me excited to think about it. Why don't
you just invite Uncle Mark over for the night? I'd like
that."
My mother laughed. "OK Honey, I'll call him. I suppose
you would like to join us?"
"Mother! He's my uncle!" I was indignant.
"Not really Honey. Your father and uncle Mark are step
brothers. You see, your grandfather was married twice and
his first wife was married before and had Mark. You see
there is actually no relationship between the two of you,
or between me and him either. I used to go with Mark
before I met and married your father."
"I never knew that."
"That is why I am telling you know. In case you should
ever get a case of hot pants you know now that he's not
really your real uncle."
"Maybe someday, but not tonight. Tonight I just want to
watch and then tell you tomorrow what I liked that I saw."
Well, we laughed a lot and had a good time and my mother
told me that since we were now such good friends that I
should start calling her Cindy like her friends did, and
not mother anymore.
It is hard to change thinking about a name, but from then
on I always did call my mother Cindy.
Well I had to go to work and I drove the car over there
thinking about all the looking I was going to do that night
and when I got to the shop my panties were already soaking
just from thinking. Isn't it amazing how excited you can
get just thinking about sex? I mean like right now, here I
am typing this and here you are reading this and I bet we
are both excited, right? And it sure feels good doesn't
it!!
I worked until nine that night and then hurried home. The
house lights were all on so they were both still up and I
knew mom was waiting for me to get home before she started.
While I was driving home I was thinking about Mark and now
I didn't think about him as my uncle anymore but just as a
good friend. It took a different way of thinking but at
the same time I was getting horny and hot thinking about
how someday I was going to fuck him.
Anyway, I was also thinking about teasing him now that I
knew that he wasn't really my uncle so when I came in and
said hello to them I asked mom if I could talk to her for a
minute. We went to my room and I told her that if they
would just wait for a few minutes that I wanted to come out
in my nightie and say goodnight to them and that I wanted
to see if Mark would look at me like a woman instead of a
child.
My mother giggled at that and said that instead of my
nightie that I could borrow one of hers and she went to get
it.
It was beautiful.
It was white satin and had lace at the neck cut very low
with ribbons to tie it together and it went all the way to
the floor but it had a slit in the front clear up to the
ribbons too. The only thing that held it together was the
ribbons and a pair of snaps at the waist. Very sexy!
You know what white satin looks like. It is silky looking
and shines in the light but it is pretty thin!
You couldn't exactly see through it but almost could. I
mean you could see my nipples of course and the triangle of
hair at my pussy if I moved to make the material get close
to my body but if the cloth was away from me then nothing
was visible.
Mom also got a pair of black stockings and a white garter
belt and I was very excited trying all of it on while she
went back into the living room.
Well, it sure wasn't long before I was looking at myself in
the mirror and I knew I was going to wow him. I brushed my
hair and let it hang down my back and put on some lipstick
and eyeshadow too. I looked about twenty at least.
Then I retied the ribbons a little more loose and when I
bent down in front of the mirror I could look down and see
my breasts hanging down!
I turned around and looked at my ass in the mirror. Boy,
you could see the crack in my ass all the way from my waist
down to where my butt curved into my thighs. If I moved
and my ass quivered, the nightie quivered too!
Well when I walked out I practically glided. I mean I was
so smooth and fluid when I walked that my breasts hardly
even moved very much under the satin but just a little, you
know?
I almost waltzed into the living room!
I thought Marks eyes would pop!
I sat across from the two of them on the couch and crossed
my legs and sure enough the satin slipped and went all the
way down the slit. My black stocking showed right up to
the top and a little of me showed there too. I slowly
moved my hand and gathered up the bottom and moved it over
my knees. You should have seen his eyes just eating me up.
My mom asked if I wanted some hot chocolate and I said that
I did but that I would fix it and Mark said he'd like some
too so my mother had a glass of wine and I went to fix two
cups of hot chocolate.
While the milk was getting ready to boil Mark came into the
kitchen and talked to me.
"You know Honey, you really are growing up now!"
"Well, I am seventeen and in some countries I would
probably be married and have some kids by now."
"If you dressed like that when you went to bed with your
husband you'd probably have a lot of kids by now!"
I giggled at him and turned to face him with my nipples and
breasts against the satin. I shook my shoulders a little
so that my breasts would quiver for him.
"Does that mean that you like my nightie?"
"I love your nightie!"
I threw my arms around his neck and kissed him right there.
Just when his hands were creeping over my butt the milk
boiled and almost boiled over so we had to stop but I had
felt that he was hard against me when I let him go.
I took the two mugs of hot chocolate with us and we sat
like before except Mark was on the other end of the couch
right where he was directly opposite me, so when I gave him
his chocolate mug I bent over and my bodice fell away
enough so he could see all the way and look at my breasts.
And, he sure did!
When I sat down I let the front of my nightie fall open at
the legs and I didn't even try to cover myself up at all.
I knew Mark could see almost everything maybe except my
pussy but he sure could see a lot of my legs. Mom winked
at me and I winked back.
Mark quite obviously had a hard on. And the way his eyes
were almost eating my pussy out it sure wasn't getting any
smaller!
Anyway after playing and teasing until I finished my
chocolate I yawned and stretched and said that I was really
sleepy now and that I was going to bed. When I kissed Mark
I am almost sure that I felt his tongue just barely
touching my lips!
As soon as I was in my room with the door closed I turned
off all my lights and undressed and opened the frame on my
side of the closet and took out the black cardboard. The
room was still empty and dark so I put on a robe and went
into the bathroom and when I came back out and looked again
they were getting undressed.
Mark almost ruined my whole evening when he carefully hung
his shirt and pants on a hanger and put then on the closet
bar. They hung right in front of the frame on that side
and I couldn't see anything!
I didn't know what to do. I couldn't reach though the wall
and move them because I might be seen. I finally went into
the living room and looked around. Sure enough mom's shoes
were there by the couch so I took them and tapped on their
bedroom door.
Mom opened the door and kind of hid behind it and I gave
her the shoes and whispered to her.
"Mark's clothes are hanging in the closet so I can't see a
thing!"
Cindy giggled and nodded and closed the door.
I grabbed a stool from the kitchen breakfast bar and headed
back to my room and sure enough now I could see everything
and my mom had left both bedside lights on too.
Well let me tell you that was an exciting evening for sure.
Since mom knew I was watching them she kept doing
outrageous things and made sure that I could see everything
too. I mean that they sucked each other and licked at
everything and fucked in several different positions and
everything while I kept my pussy busy with my fingers.
Once she was crouched over him and he had her sitting
almost on his face licking her pussy and she was leaning
down and pulling on his cock and each time she would
squeeze it until it turned red at the end and really
swelled up and she got some juice to ooze out, she would
hold it and look at me looking throught our frames and wink
at me.
Anyway, it was pretty hot stuff and I was steaming I can
tell you!
By the time they were done and turned off the lights I was
so hot that I couldn't stand it. I went to the living room
and dialed Bill and whispered into the phone.
"Are you alone?"
"No, who did you want to talk to?"
I understood that Alice was there and he didn't want her to
know it was me calling and was playing like it was a wrong
number.
"Have you fucked her yet?"
"No, and I don't know who you want to talk to but I am
about to go to bed now."
"Would you like me to stand outside your window and watch
you stick your big cock up her pussy?"
"Yes I would."
"Wait about ten minutes because I am driving over to watch
you through the window."
"Fine, you do that. Nobody here by that name."
He hung up.
I put on a pair of jeans and a shirt and got my bag and
keys and slipped out of the house and drove over to Bill's
place in a hurry.
I parked the car on the next street and went in the back
way. I was walking to the window of his place to look when
I was startled by seeing a movement in front of his window.
It was Ms. Johnson again watching her son fuck Alice!
I stood under a tree in the shadows and watched her. She
had one hand inside her skirt and was very close to the
window watching. I stood for a while and then got very
brave.
"Pardon me Ms. Johnson, could you move over so I could see
too?"
She almost jumped out of her skin when I whispered that
from right behind her. She just looked at me for a minute
at least and then she slowly moved over and nodded at me to
stand and watch too.
I didn't make any bones about unbuttoning my jeans and
sticking my fingers on my pussy while I was looking in and
watching Bill suck Alice's pussy and when I looked over at
Ms. Johnson she had her jeans unbuttoned too. I leaned
closer to her and whispered to her.
"Sure does make a person horney doesn't it?"
"Sure does!" I could hear the smile in her voice.
Pretty soon Bill mounted Alice who lay with her legs in the
air while he pumped his cock into her very visible and very
wet pussy while we watched and played with our pussies.
I know it must have lasted an hour or so but the time
passed by quickly since we were having fun.
When Bill threw his head back and obviously creamed into
Alice's pussy, I saw Ms. Johnson shudder and I knew that
she had cum too just watching and playing with herself. It
wasn't long before the light went out and we backed quickly
away from the window so we wouldn't be seen.
"Honey, you want a cup of coffee?"
"I have a better idea, let's jump in my car and go get
something to eat, I am so hungry. How about you, are you
hungry too?"
"Well, I could eat. I am hungry now, but not necessarily
for food!" and she laughed a deep throaty chuckle.
We got in my car and drove to the only place that was open
all night in town. Seated in a booth in the back we were
almost whispering to each other to make sure we wouldn't be
overheard even though it was after one am and there was
hardly anyone in the place at all.
"How come you drove over to see my son?"
"Just lonely and I wanted someone to talk to and I parked
and saw someone peeking in the window and that's when I
whispered to you."
"Well you gave me quite a start I'll tell you. You really
scared the hell out of me!"
I started giggling at that. Thinking about her hand in her
panties when I snuck up behind her and whispered what I
did. Pretty soon we were both giggling and talking about
our conduct watching with our hands in our panties.
I had a cheeseburger and fries and she had a cup of coffee.
Well we got to be pretty good friends since we both shared
the same enjoyment of watching and were both voyeurs
together.
"You know, Al is so much happier now and so am I since you
took over my place in the shop. We were getting so we
fought all the time because we were together both during
the day at work and also at night at home. Since you've
been there he comes home with a smile on his face and he is
pleasant to have around again and we are getting along
fine.
I didn't tell her that it was probably because I was
sucking his cock off almost every day!
"Pardon me for asking, but don't you and Mr. Johnson make
love enough to suit you?"
"Oh, well, most of the time he is great, but we have been
married now for twenty-six years and you know, sometimes I
like a little more than I get at home. Besides, it's a lot
more exciting with someone new you know. With the same
person all the time you get stale and you always know what
the other person is going to do. I guess that's why I was
out there watching tonight. Just to see something new."
"I guess it isn't easy fucking the same person all the time
is it?" I asked her.
"Nope, it's not easy, but it's fun!" she giggled again and
so did I.
"Well, you ought to take a lover." I told her.
"What makes you think I haven't?" Her eyebrows went up.
"Have you? Tell me about it."
"I suppose I can trust you not to tell Bill or Al can't I?"
"Sure, cross my heart. I won't tell anyone at all."
"Well, I met this guy once that sells real estate and we
got to talking and had some laughs one afternoon and he
took me to look at houses and anyway we started being
lovers."
"That's great!"
"It sure is. He keeps calling me up and taking me to see
houses that are for sale or something and we make love and
he brings me back home or else we make love in his car. I
won't do it at the house because if Al ever came home and
caught me it would be terrible."
I didn't tell her that I had her husband's cock in my mouth
or my pussy almost every day of the week, not to mention
her son's cock too. See, I was getting it almost twice a
day then and it still didn't cool me off it just made me
more horny all the time.
"We'd better get out of here. If Al wakes up and finds me
gone he would be worried about me. Listen, I will call the
shop sometime and we can go and have lunch or something and
talk again. I really did enjoy talking to you Honey. You
are the first person I could tell this stuff to. You know
you are quite grown up for your age. I think under the
circumstances, you and I both fingers having fun and
watching at the same time, I think you ought to call me
Anita instead of Ms. Johnson, don't you?"
I was really pleased to hear her say that and we paid the
bill and left.
We drove to her house and I let her off in front and then I
drove home. My head was whirling I tell you! Lots had
happened in only one day to me. When I undressed and
climbed into bed my head was still whirling around.
But I had made a new friend in Anita.
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