Moonlight Walks by Baron Rod

(mf 1st cons oral voy exhib)

Copyright © 2009 by Baron Rod   (baronrod.macf@gmail.com)

Pursuant to the Berne Convention, this work is copyrighted with all
rights reserved by its author unless explicitly indicated. Reproduction
for profit is forbidden. Any distribution must include this note and the
author's email address. Don't be caught attempting to make a buck off
me!

Warnings and disclaimers:

This is adult entertainment! Be warned! While I don't really write
stroke stories if you're not into graphic depictions of sex, this is the
wrong story for you! If you're too young to be legally reading this,
move along!

This is a work of fiction. It is not intended to reflect any particular
person or persons, and the incidents portrayed exist in their current
form solely in the writer's imagination. You get the idea.

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I've always been an adventurous girl. My mom says that it was difficult
the first four years of my life keeping me in my clothes. When my Girl
Scout troop decided that camping was too yucky for words I quit and
found another girl's group that advocated camping. I play soccer,
basketball, volleyball and do long distance running. I'm really fit,
five foot seven inches tall, a hundred fifteen pounds, which puts me
on the skinny side. I have short black hair and little tits. Low body
fat, y'know. 

Mom and Dad have always allowed me to camp out in the back yard during
the summer. I'm fourteen now and since I was eleven I have been
wandering the neighborhood in the wee hours of the morning... nude. I
can't remember why I started doing that, but the summer air and the
moonlight feel so good. The naughtiness is also stimulating. For the
last year whenever I got back to my tent I'd masturbate. It was fun. 

I was out on one of my walks early in the summer and was going past one
house when I heard a loud moaning from the open window. I had looked in
other windows, but had never saw anything but sleeping people. I looked
in this window and saw a man's back with a woman's legs wrapped around
him. He was moving his butt real fast and grunting and the woman was
giving out this weird moan. I noticed another window on another wall and
I moved over there. This gave me a side view of the action. 

Wow!! Sex in the raw! While watching them get it on I began feeling
myself up. I noticed that the man was really thrusting hard and then he
suddenly slowed down. While still pumping into the woman he said "God,
honey, that was great!" Then he rolled off of her. 

I ducked down and out of sight. So that was what sex was like. I felt
myself all the way back to my tent and then finished off and started
again. Oh, what a night. I must have orgasmed five times that night 
jilling off.

That was the pattern for the next while. Sometimes nothing was going on,
but quite often they were doing it. Several nights I got to watch the
whole routine, from beginning caresses to roll off. They did other
positions than straight missionary and watching that was fun. I imagined
what it would be like to do the deed and got really hot and bothered.
The real images gave substance to my imagination. 

About two weeks later I had stopped by, and my couple were asleep, so I
went out wandering again. As I crossed this one back yard I saw a tent.
I snuck up and saw that the tent door was open. I looked inside, but no
one was home. Either whoever it was wasn't camping this night, or had
gone into the house to use the facilities or was out walking, like me. I
ghosted away, being even more alert since I might have company.
Eventually I went back toward my home. I decided to wander by my sexy
place before calling it a night. As I approached I saw a figure looking
in the window. 

I melted back in the shadows. It was a naked boy and my couple must be
going at it, cause he was gripping his penis and stroking it like mad. I
had seen the lady give her guy a hand job one night, so I guessed that
this was how boys masturbate. I started feeling myself and things played
out in their normal course. I heard the moans and grunts from inside the
house and knew they were soon going to be done and then the boy squirted
something onto the wall and then ducked down. 

He left, sticking to shadow, and I ghosted along after him. I noted
which way he was going and detoured over to the window and got some of
the stuff he squirted on my fingers. I tasted it as I hurried to catch
up. Not something I'd want as a steady diet, but not bad. It might be
better warmer. I tailed him home back to the tent I had found. He
opened the tent and was crawling in when I came up behind him and pushed
him in. He gave a surprised squawk, but shut up quick when he turned and
saw boobs in the moonlight.

I crawled into the tent with him and said, "I saw you tonight. Did you
like watching that couple?" 

He just was staring at me, eyes darting from my little tits to the bushy
dark triangle at my pussy. I snapped my fingers in front of his face and
he stammered "Sh..Sh..Sure! I never saw anything like that before. WOW!
You're a girl!! And you're naked!" 

"Well, duh!", I replied, "And you're a naked boy and I saw you
masturbating while that couple fucked. I've been watching them fuck all
summer and I want to know what it feels like. Does having someone else
touch you feel better than you doing it yourself? Come closer and play
with my tits." 

He came closer and put his palms on my tits and began rubbing. Yes, it
did feel better! I saw that he was stiff and reached out and grabbed
this wondrous new play toy. His eyes got all wide and he started rubbing
my nipples with his thumbs. I returned the favor, rubbing the tip of his
rod with my thumb, like playing with the fire button of a joy stick.
When I realized what I was doing I laughed. He got a hurt look on his
face and I hurriedly told him my discovery of the meaning of ‘joy
stick'. He laughed too. 

Then he asked, "Would you spread your legs and let me look at your pussy
real close?" As an answer, I flopped back onto his sleeping bag and
spread my legs out at almost right angles. He reached over near me and
turned on a flashlight and got between my legs. He asked me to put his
pillow under my butt for a better angle. Between earlier and his
attention to my breasts my pussy lips were swollen and spread out for
his inspection. He just looked for a bit and then started stroking along
my slit. I coached him into touching my clit and nearly died of pleasure
when he hit it. He played there a while and I started moaning in
delight. Then stuck his finger into me. OH, GOD! I orgasmed! 

He startled backward. I guess he thought that he'd hurt me or something.
I wasn't thinking any more, I just wanted... him. I gasped, "Don't
stop!!!! Do that again!!!! Oh, God!!! More! Now!" 

He decided that if his finger could produce that reaction his dick would
be even better. He put the head where his finger had been and then thrust
in, one quick shove, breaking my cherry and meshing our pubic hair. My
eyes got all wide and I squeaked at the sudden pain. But having him in
me was really good so when he started to pull out I locked my legs around
his butt and then we were both lost in the rapture of the moment. I don't
know how long that moment lasted, it felt like it was forever and no time
at all. I felt another orgasm building as he started to thrust real fast
and deep. With a last thrust into me he held me tight and blew his cum
deep inside me while I lost contact with reality and orgasmed yet again. 

We lay around, just stroking each other and talking (LOL - another four
letter word ending in K meaning intercourse), until he got hard again
and we did it again. After that I went home and slept like a well
satisfied kitten. The next night we did it once in his tent, twice in my
tent and once more on a picnic table in a little public park between our
homes. We learned a lot about sex and what liked. We really had fun that summer.

