Author: qnimbc at yahoo dot com Title: Welcome to Office and on the Road 

Erotica Summary: Adult characters tracing their life back in time. Resonating across blurred boundaries of accepted and forbidden sex. Frequently added with masturbation, voyeurism.

Keywords: masturbation, size, eroticism, classical, clit,  reluct, MF, mf, Caught, Hand, Wank, Masturbate, Porn, Pussy, pornography, office, car



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The day in the office December 17th, 2007 by qnimbc





ON THE ROAD BACK HOME FROM THE OFFICE

The day Susan was driving home from the office, she felt a secret tingle in her pussy. That she was beautiful was part of her problem. She'd gotten so used to using her physical attributes and her appearance overwhelmed most men at first, but she wasn't quite so certain about the rest of her. At times, Susan was scared about her addiction to sex.

In the office and public places, she occasionally noticed that some of the guys were kind of rubbing themselves through their pants when talking with her. She didn't feel offended about it. Quite the contrary, she did her best to encourage them to do that for their own and her pleasure. The play was very exciting. 

She loved to put her incredible body on display in tantalizing outfits for men to ogle at. At the office, her male colleagues respected her, treated her very well and she was happy to please them visually and physically in return.

Susan felt like wanting to do sexy things for them. She was a popular woman and very attractive and was very well aware about the reasons. 

She felt happy, the other day, the black businessman wanked for her while they were side by side on the high-way during a rush-hour. She enjoyed that event immensely. The lust in his gaze was more obvious than she first realized.

The black businessman's cock was hard and burning, pressing against his tight trousers as if it meant to burst them.  His hand caressed it briefly, tracing the outline of the shaft and knob. His cock was almost sticking out through the leg of his boxers. His balls were painfully cramped by his big swollen cock. He could feel slippery droplets of pre-cum oozing out of his prick and wetting the inside of his trousers.

He wanted desperately to let his cock free from its painful confinement, wanted desperately to feel female fingers moving over it, wanted desperately to feel his balls squirming in the woman's eager hands. Nevertheless, he was alone, she could not step over. He decided to give her a show.

So far, she thought that the black driver hadn't noticed her ogling at his cock. How pleasant that was! Susan had ample opportunity to observe the man from her SUV window. 

She held her breath and reached down between her long lithe legs, stroking the mound of her cunt through her panties. She felt her pussy tingling inside as her fingertips stimulated the sensitive flesh. Her cunt began to twitch as her fingers played over her pussy-flesh.

She just continued staring at him. Despite her horniness, Susan knew she needed to see more. She didn't the power to turn her gaze away from the man. She also knew that her car would be easily identified by the registration plats. The man would be able to get in touch with her later. Nevertheless, she wasn't scared. 


Susan responded by reaching her hand between her spread thighs and shoving her fingers into the hot, dripping hole of her pussy. She den showed him the wetness of her fingers.

Susan watched him removing his trousers and underwear. The man was only wearing a shirt and was all naked below. His cock was bigger than any other man Susan had seen until that day. He made sure Susan was watching, took hold of his mighty penis and masturbated it. Their cars didn't move at all in half an hour.

She opened her shirt, sliding it from her shoulders, Susan removed her bra. Her nipples were erect. Her full pale breasts were rippling with passion. She let him see her naked breasts, while she gaped at his glistening manhood. She then pressed her breast's softly against the side window.

Susan had to admit that the now half-naked driver gave her the opportunity to stroke her sweet cunt leisurely while she watched him in action. His cock was  too damn big for just a little showing. He really wanted to perform.

Her face registered surprise with each back and forth jerk of his massive cock. The man was stroking his elongated member in steady rhythm. His heart was thumping like a sledgehammer.


The businessman had almost gotten a hard-on right there at the highway, and things had gone equally badly for him all that day. He had been lucky enough to find Susan to drive her car just beside his smaller car. They were in a corner where she was the only person to have a view into his car.

First, he wasn't sure the female driver would understand his sexual needs and if he'd take the freedom to exhibit his horniness. His cock was hard already and had been for a long time, most of the afternoon in fact.

She noticed that the crotch was barely wide enough to cover both pussy lips.  It would be hard to keep her pussy completely covered by the thin strip of fabric.  Of course, she didn't think anyone would complain if
she was unsuccessful.



It was quite a weapon, Susan considered, bigger than that of any man when it reached its ultimate length. She felt confident. Her pussy would be able to take that tool. Moments later,  Susan noticed that the businessman's big cock had stretched it self even longer, but not problem, she is full-breasted and round-hipped, just as a woman should be.

His cock was still as stiff as ever. He jerked it and made sure that she was watching. The man jerked harder on the head of his cock. Susan could tell
by the way he was grimacing and panting that he was trying hard to hold
his cum inside his balls. They had plenty of playtime. 

She quickly watched her slim fingers slowly dipping in and out of the pink slit between her long, loving legs. The black man could not see her cunt open and her swollen clit strain from between her turgid pussy-lips as she pressed her fingers into her steaming crotch.

Her face was flushed with deep, sexual desire.  He loved watching the woman finger-fuck even though he only could see her face and her hand movements. He was doing his own handjob in a smaller car where she, in contrary, had an unobstructed view from her SUV.  

She often passed the time on the road by giving herself the luxury of an extra orgasm or two if the traffic was slow. Today was special. She was able to do it with someone, to have a stimulation.

His actions were becoming more and more frenzied, and he could no longer pull away his hand. The masturbation continued. Susan knew, he would soon splash his cum all over the interior of the car.

She gave him a little half-smile and made a thumbs up sign. Well done, big man!

Then Susan felt ashamed and pushed it out of her mind.


Today, she had some other things on her mind as well.

She thought about her neighbor Jack. The night before, she had seen him outside her window jerking to the sight of her nude body. Susan didn't feel angry about the incident. Men wanted her, she needed them, why not use them to the maximum.  

As she was watching the T.V., she detected some movement directly outside her window, but when she looked over there she saw nothing. A few moments later, something moved again. This time Susan kept facing the television and surreptitiously looked over at the window through the corner of her
eye, and saw there was her neighbor Jack peeking in the window, obviously
very interested in her almost naked body. He was rubbing his crotch through his pants.


Not wanting to scare him off, Susan kept facing the television and let her legs go wide open.  With her right hand, Susan slid the shoulder straps of her
nightgown down off her shoulders and pulled her left arm out of it.

Then she slid Susan right hand down her body to her knee, and then began to work it up along the inside of her thigh, stroking the inside. When she reached mid thigh, she clenched her thighs together. This made the voyeur think that she might be having second thoughts about starting.

Susan was holding back. The man was unzipping his pants. He fished out a big cock and started to stroke it. It was reddened and stiff, about eight or nine  inches  long, and jutted out straight from his body at an upward angle. For several seconds he let it wobble in the air. Then he grasped it in his fist and began to jerk himself off.

When the neighbor was passionately playing with his tool, Susan wanted to reward him.  Looking over at the voyeur, she saw that his big hand was now moving back and forth on his shaft with blurring speed.  

She opened her thighs more and slid her 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 her hand as her level of excitement increased even more.

The stroker outside was following suite. After a while, Susan's hand drifted up to the waistband of her panties, grasped it, and began to pull them down over her hips.

Since Susan didn't want to stop, she continued her masturbatory efforts and
finally succeeded in taking down her panties. When she got them down around her knees she gave a superb view of her open pussy when lifting her left leg
momentarily so she could slip them off over one foot.

She then slumped down into a half sitting, half lying position, with her ass right at the front edge of the armchair, and spread her thighs open very wide. 

Her bare pussy was now fully exposed to the clear view of the wanking neighbor outside. She took a peek at it herself, Susan looked down at her lap.

Then Susan grasped one of her pussy lips and rubbed it between the tips of her fingers and thumb, gently pulled on it, stretching it out to the side
and opening her cunt even more. After several moments, she repeated the
motion with her opposite pussy lip. 

Now both lips were splayed open completely, giving the voyeur Jack an unobstructed view right up her hole, which was dripping with her juices. She leaned my back against the back of the armchair, and slid down so that her ass was right at the front edge of the cushion.


Next morning at the office, Susan was wearing a short summer shirt with socks that didn't meet the panties. She easily did show more than intended. Susan was a beauty, dark hair and green eyes with a perfect body.

Men wanting to talk with her had frequented her office that morning. Her sexy outfit was powerful. Her shoulder length hair and green eyes were added bonuses to her beautiful attributes.

There were rumors about someone's nude pictures published. Susan felt a wave of guilt and shame flush through her body. Marc, her boss, arrived at 9 a.m. and suggested a meeting in his office ten minutes later. He wanted to talk about an incident.

"I've to confess you something," Marc said. "Do you've time to talk about a very private matter?" he continued.

Her summer dress hung loose around her waist and middle, mostly because the size of her bust stretched it outward from her body. Where her legs showed under her short dress, they were slender and long, and while not particularly athletic in appearance, they looked shapely and well-toned.

She was long of limb and slender, though her figure curved generously at the bust and hip. Susan's nipples were standing erect with excitement and her
pussy was already dripping wet with her juices.

"Sure, I like to talk. What do you want to talk about?" She leaned back in the seat Marc had offered her.

Susan certainly didn't expect what her boss was about to do, show and tell her.

"Did you hear about the nude pictures that have been published? We've a handful of our people featured," Marc said.

"What?" Susan asked. "Is there a new PR campaign, tell me, I'm curious." Susan tensed visibly.

Marc moved his chair closer and pointed to a pile of porn magazines on his desk. "We've a delicate problem. Some of our female employees are figuring in nude & pornographic magazines. We need to talk how to deal with the publicity it might cause for us," Marc said. 

"Oh my God!" Susan said.

"There are also pictures about you, Susan. Are you aware about it?"

Marc handed over one of the magazines. "Take a look!"

First, there was Kathy, the 23 years old marketing assistant to the company. She had her thighs spread apart and with one leg up. Susan could clearly see her slit through the panties and the fullness of her labia as they were exposed.

Susan rolled her eyes. "I can't believe this," she muttered. 

Her cheeks slightly flushed from her exertion.

"She looks wonderful," she then said.

"I'll bet her pussy's wet, though," Marc said.

Susan thrust her hips out slightly and smiled as she took off her shoe and continued moving the pages with rather shaky fingers. Marc could then see the end of the stocking as Susan lifted her foot.

"Fuck!" Susan whispered, staring at a picture of her own private parts. Someone had taken a picture of Susan exposing her pussy in an office chair. In that picture, she assumed a very sexy position, trembling with hungry desire, and watched how she brought a big dildo closer to her pussy. In a new series of pictures, Susan caressed her boobs, slid her hands down across her belly and the insides of her thighs.

Though she was lean and slender, with a tight, toned middle and long, muscled legs, Susan possessed curves most women would kill for, with rounded hips and a more than generous bust line.

In the pictures, Susan seemed to be very devoted to sexual pleasure. She held the dildo very close to her pussy lips. 

Then Marc told about the movie clip. He made her come to see what he had on his laptop. Susan touched her pussy lips, still dark with lusty passion and her pussy oils, she grasped the dildo, switched it on.  Susan used her  fingers to make it moist with her juices. Moments later, she was ready to push the large dildo between her pussy lips into her cunt.

"You enjoyed doing that, isn't that true?" Marc asked.

Her short pleated skirt had risen up her thighs, exposing her stockings and suspenders with a hint of her white panties just visible.

Susan slowly moved her arms down to her sides and said, "Yes, I love it when men take charge and tell me what to do."

"Someone commanded you to do this, is that right?" Marc asked.


The video taken a few days ago made Susan think how it felt. She was tighter and more aroused than normal but this only made the dildo all the more attractive as a sexual instrument. The video focused as she forced it against her pussy harder and grunted out sharply as the artificial cock pierced, penetrated, and spread her cuntal flesh and love channel.

"You're very sexy in those pictures and video," Marc said, as his meaty organ pushed down his underwear down along his left leg. His cock was swollen and already wet with precum.

Susan seemed genuinely sad and she shook her head. "Sorry, sir", sobbed Susan with tears on her face as she quickly faced the floor again. "I'm so ashamed."

"Miss, this isn't all, there are more pictures." Marc said.

"Oh no! They have some of our men featured as well." Susan said and gasped at Jeff, Bill and Tony pictured in their offices watching porn on their computers.

The guys were massaging their cocks in a series of pictures. Susan turned the pages slowly.

Marc thought about the time at home, as he was playing with his dick in front of his own computer and how good it felt, how he caressed it, rubbed his balls, and how slowly his pre-cum covered fingers moved back and started exploring his bulbous cock head.

Reflecting back to last nigh, the viewing of videos, and Susan in the center of the action, how his right hand continued pumping his dick more and more.

All of a sudden he touched his erection in front of Susan. She noticed his move. Susan knew that Marc, her boss, had been entitled hung and hard by some of her female colleagues. Seated in front of her was this man in an obvious state of sexual arousal.Maybe he'd already taken his prick out while watching the material. Susan imagined her boss jacking off in the office to the porn he'd been showing.

She remembered being surprised at how frantic men got, the feverish way their hands moved up and down their meat poles, and how they shuddered in spasm before the cum spurted out of their cocks. Susan had  witnessed that happening several times. 

She wanted to stay in front of Marc, spread her legs wide and began to finger
herself again. She wanted to start fingering herself and feel her cunt getting
really sloppy and wet in front of her boss. It gave her an enormous feeling of power knowing that she could exploit men so easily and bring them to orgasm almost by remote control.


"My dick's getting big, can't avoid it." Marc said and lifted a new magazine, looking down his body and moved so Susan could see the bulge in his trousers.

As they continued watching the pictures, Marc was openly feeling for the shape of his cock.

"Holy shit and this woman is working in our accounting department?" Susan said, flipped a page and there she was spreading her pussy lips so they could practically see up to her cervix.

"Do you get horny from watching?" Marc asked.

Susan took several deep breaths. "Actually, yes sir, it does. It makes me horny as hell."

Marc nudged her and whispered. "You want to talk about it now?"

Still she hesitated for a moment. "Yeah, okay." Susan said a little louder. "The door's closed, right?" She asked. For some reason, she was ashamed of her aroused body, her sexuality.

"I can imagine Jeff was rubbing his long hard cock slowly in his office. I can understand him. Women in the office have been gossiping about his bulging crotch." Susan said. 

"We know that he occasionally is watching porn on his PC, yes, but how did this video come about?" Susan wondered. 

"Nevertheless, now Bill is doing the same thing. In addition, Tony. He is such a nice person and here we can see him sperming his computer screen." Susan said.

"Would you like to tell about your own secret?" Marc grinned at her, but he stopped when Susan looked at him.

She was serious for a moment.

"Susan, your first picture wasn't very obscene, but why on earth can we see your pussy in this paper?" Marc asked a little nervously.

"Got to promise me, Marc, I'd this pictures taken by automatic shutter control at home." She looked at Marc. "I published this photo and a few hundred others in a private gallery, supposing the server to be safe for my nude pictures." Susan continued.

"There has to be a security problem," Marc said. "There are more pictures about you."

Susan swallowed, wondering if this was a good idea to continue, but really, none of this had probably been a good idea!

"Look, it isn't what you think." Susan started, but Marc cut her off quick.

"All your pictures are safe and saved on my hard-disk now," He said. "I was able to crack the code and decided to download them last night on my home computer."

Marc wasn't trying to be vulgar now; he was just too excited to remember his manners.

"You've all my nude pictures?" Susan inquired.

"Yes, and also some of you videos where you're fucked in the office and you suck your colleagues' dicks with good appetite."

Marc was smiling.

"Marc, did you get those as well?" Susan whispered.

"And nobody knows except us." Marc was nodding his head.

Seven minutes later, Susan gasps, not expecting this treatment. She was obediently letting Marc spread her legs slowly, stretching her thighs wide, her 24 year old pussy exposed completely for his curious eyes.

"So, how do you explain Jeff, Tim and Bill get their cocks sucked in your office?" Marc was now hungry for the details.

Marque noticed Susan's cuntal juices dripped through panties! The atmosphere was electric, erotic and sensual at the same time.

He was maddened by these scenes of erotic tease, and during their speech Marc became consumed with an overwhelming desire to see her completely nude.

Last night at home, Marc had pushed down his shorts and began to stroke his excited cock in anticipation of seeing Susan masturbate, suck and let herself be fucked in her office by a handful of men.

"My command was to strip," Marc said, pushing Susan to her feet. She swayed slightly and her cheeks were flushing red. Susan then reached for her panties and pulled them off. She bent to remove her socks. Her pussy was smooth, shaved bare. The lips were red, inviting.

Susan used to shave, had just a little hair, and her slit was wet already, just from watching pics of her male colleagues jerk off. The excitement of being exposed in front of her boss made things worse.

"We just got into the mood one afternoon," Susan said and felt an even more excited confessing about it to her boss.

Her pink lips were swollen and glistening and the clit was a hard little throbbing button half the size of a pencil eraser.

"Can I touch it?" Marc asked her and licked his lips.

Susan didn't have an excuse handy and her brain wasn't working good enough to think of a decent exit from her embarrassing situation.

Then his fingers wandered down to her clit and began to circle it. Next, Marc touched her crotch, feeling her pussy. She was wet, and he easily inserted a finger, wiggled it. She moved against his knuckles, swayed slowly.

Marc removed the finger, brought it to his mouth, "You taste good," he sayd with a big grin on his face.

Susan watched as Marc stared down at her pussy, and then looked around to see that nobody else was seeing.

"Look at that." Marc was saying softly, talking in low voices, whispering about how pretty Susan's pussy was in the picture. How wet it was and how different and alike it was compared to the
pictures they'd been looking at before.

She looked at the man. "God, yes, I like to be touched the way you do it."

A second later, on the next page the man on her right side had his cock out too, about the same size as Jeff. "That guy over there," her boss gestured with his wet finger, "there are several videos where you are masturbating him in and other men in your office, Susan."

"It was one of those days when I needed to get fucked." She surprised herself with those words. "We've some great cocks around and ready in the office. I just wanted to take advantage of the supply side."

"You liked it?" Marc gave a nervous little laugh.

For a long moment, Susan just stood there, contemplating nothing. She was breathing heavily. She felt both panicked and aroused. His hand caressed her inner thigh. She moved against it. Her body felt violently hot. Marc touched her mound, caressed the excited clit, she pushed herself against the seat, trying to put more pressure against his hand, but Marc pulled away. Her
boss was in a teasing mood.

Susan vibrating with excitement and lust just looked into his eyes. Marc gave her a smile. His hand reached between her legs, a finger entered her, she moaned.

Slowly he fingered her pussy, watching her face. His finger pushed farther in response. She gasped, moved her hips, and started to cum softly.

"You like doing this to me?" she purred, undulating her hips in rhythm with his touches. "Do you think I'm sexy enough?"

"You're an angel, the sexiest woman in this office." Marc said.

"Oh, I was getting so horny!" she grinned. "Sorry, I got carried away. Come on, it's your turn now." Susan pointed at Marc's crotch. "I like to see your package," She said.

Susan's eyes widened in alarm, she watched the length of the Marc's cock slide out from his fly. Moments later, his trousers were down, but his cock was way up, his exposed penis standing at attention in a most needy fashion.

He took a good grip on the newly exposed rearing cock and slid his fingers up and down the shaft to pump the sheath of skin that shrouded the plump purple mushroom shaped head. His cock head swelled as he pulled the foreskin all the way back.  The tip was bulbous and purple coloured and protruded from a stretched foreskin.The shaft was curved and purple veined.

Susan's face contorted at once. "Oh, but mister, your cock's so big. It's a monster."

Marc standing in front of her, his trousers and jocks down almost to his knees, stroking his large cock, he was proud and showing his pleasure pole in its most prominent outlook.

"My cock is bigger than anyone in the videos," he declared. 

His penis was larger than Jeff's, Bob's and Tim's and it was uncircumcised, the soft, pale skin was drawn back to reveal a huge knob with a slit already gaping open.

As she watched his organ grow to a final erect length of nine inches, she wanted to start fingering herself. It had to be nine inches long and five inches around the shaft.



His testicles, though colorless and hairless, were certainly also bigger than his friends, and had a noticeable hang to them. Susan studied the man in front of her for a moment and her smile broadened.

He took a step toward her, the purple head of his cock, was very close, and pointed directly at the sexual parts which glistened invitingly. Marc wanted her seated Marc gripped her more tightly so she wouldn't turn around, and
the thought struck her that he was going to just step forward and plunge that long slab of meat right into her mouth.

"Do you play with that thing a lot? Do you like wanking?" She asked. "Are you going to perform for me?"

Marc then moved it past her lips, the young woman trying not too desperately to avoid it as he thrust it towards her lips with malicious force.

"I just want to look and feel it, okay?" Marc said. I'm good at keeping secrets. I won't even tell my friends."

Then Marc forced her to roll her tongue around the cute mushroom of his huge cock head and savor the engorged meat.

"I'm not a slut, Marc." Susan explained shakily, "I' don't usually let men pump my pretty pussy or let them cum into my mouth until the second time I go out with them. I wouldn't mind if we knew each other better.” Susan tried to counter.

Her mouth hung open and eyes rounded in fascination as she watched his strong fingers run slowly along the straining length, then suddenly tighten and begin to rub up and down. Delighted to see the swing of the balls between his legs as he masturbated, Marc slicked back the foreskin to enable the purple
head to pop into full view.

"You're shy, but I think you play with yourselves all the time, and I can tell you need a nice wank now. Would you like to jerk off in front of me?" Susan said.

He was going to feed every inch of it into her mouth. "Do me now. Finish me off, Susan." Marc urged frantically.

"When you said you thought I was the prettiest thing in this, did you mean it?" Susan asked.

"Of course I meant it, you silly woman. Didn't you believe me?" Marc said.

"I can pull it down for you if you want to get at my titties." Susan countered.

Gripping his penis between thumb and fore finger, she tugged on the slack sheath of his foreskin, wrinkling it rapidly back and forth over his gland. He wasn't having an orgasm yet, but the tip of his cock had started to leak sticky fluid, so Susan knew he wasn't far off.

"Let me watch you Susan finish me off with your pretty mouth." Jack urged again.

She had her summer dress pulled open at the top and he could see the cleft between her breasts.

Marc had a reputation for being easily stimulated and the female employees loved to play with his vulnerability by frilly things.

Susan's mind was spinning with illicit pleasure, but she didn't find it a simple matter to guide his huge member between her obliging lips. Immediately the sexy woman engulfed the thrusting length with her mouth and began to nod her pretty face back and forth.

Five minutes later, Marc pulled and pushed Susan's head back and forth for a second time, forcing the embarrassed and horny woman to suck his hard cock again.

Marc jerked back and forth for another minute, jacking himself off wildly, and then began to shoot his nuts off in an uproarious fashion. 

"God, I'm going to cum," he said.

The sperm rocketed into her mouth and flooded her throat with hot, salty sensuality until she nearly drowned. The impossibly thick white sperm shot out with near unerring accuracy, and Susan gasped aloud when she saw an equal amount follow again and again until a surly impossible amount of the man's cum had squirted out, covering the reflective surface with vulgar, viscous creamy cum that even now oozed downward.

His come filled her brain with perverse joy; she could easily have taken twice or three times as much come from him and even then would probably still have wanted more of the deliciously satisfying cream.

Marc's cock began to wilt as soon as he had shot his load into her cunt and by the time she lurched out from under his cum-bathe, the big tool hung limply beneath the well-fucked mouth.

There would still be plenty of time for the other stuff later. "Thanks Susan, that was a great blow and hand job from you. Let's continue some other day."



BACK HOME FROM WORK

The traffic was moving again. Susan still thought about the businessman in the car next to her that had been stroking his massive penis slowly, faster and how erupted a few minutes ago. Susan had been enjoying the erotic view that her eyes had been feasting on.

She thought about Marc's cock: His prick was so big that she could hardly get her mouth around it, and how she managed to get the head stuffed between her lips. She had caressed the blunt-headed tool with her tongue as best she could in the office at 11 am.

She frowned and rubbed her ass through her panties against the car seat. She did have some padding back there. Her ass was sexy all around, really. Susan had lovely hips, a well rounded butt, and her boobs were nice sized. She mostly thought they were just big enough to get her in trouble and she sometimes seriously considered getting a boob job, a reduction.

She continued day-dreaming while driving home. Susan wanted to get cock so badly, and suddenly she was seriously thinking of seducing her neighbor that very afternoon. Susan decided to make a phone call. Her buttocks rose up in the air with her thighs slightly parted. The idea appealed her over-sexed mind.

"Hello Jack, are you at home? I'd like to meet you in thirty minutes and have you to look at a problem I've with my computer. Could you come to my house? I'll arrive soon." She said.

Jack was ready to service his sexy looking neighbor. "Sure, I'll be there at your house waiting for you. What's the problem you have with your computer?"

Last night at 1:30 pm, Jack escaped into the darkness seconds before being caught by Susan, the sexy young woman living next door, while jerking his slong outside her window. He had to return to his own house with mission unfinished.

For a long time he lay masturbating to the vision of the little bit he had been able to see, and the teasing images he memorized about Susan sunbathing in the backyard. "Oh my god, those tits, I'd like to fuck her lovely tits." Jack thought.

At the time of Susan's call, his cock was rock hard from watching porn on his TV. Talking with Susan, there was something in her voice that made him feel that she was horny too. Jack started to imagine the wild, hot fucking sex he would like to have with her.

Jack opened his fly, fished out his mighty cock, and admired the huge erection from a big mirror in front of him. "Susan, soon you will bee feeling this between your legs", he murmured to the image in the mirror.

His cock was good and stiff and it was always with some difficulty, he got it out of his fly.

He continued to speak to the image in the mirror. "You're going to get some hot pussy tonight." Jack quietly explained to his erect member, but Susan couldn't hear what he was saying. 

Susan was hot, as if someone had flipped a switch. "How do you feel?" She asked gently, keeping her voice low. "What are you doing?"

The hard-core on the big screen was encouraging him to play with his cock while they talked.

Susan asked about the noise she could hear in the background. "Do you have guests in your house?" She asked.

"No, I watch a movie," Jack told. He was glad that nothing had come of the peeping-tom incident, but also filled with an aching desire for that tantalizing brunette on her way back home.

"What kind of movie?" Susan inquired.

"Would you like to know?" Jack countered.

"Sure, why not. Tell me, sounds like a woman moaning. Are you watching porn at this time of the day?" She said and laughed.

She didn't want to turn the neighbor off and she said, "Okay, It's none of my business. Let's meet at 17:30 at my house."

Jack's cock was leaking precum like crazy.

Susan was so aroused that her pussy was dripping wet. Just for the record, Susan did have a bit of a reputation once upon a time. Not really the bad sort, just the kind a sexy woman living in a small town gets when she's a little different. Susan was proud of her sexy body. Men wanted her and she was more than willing to share. Jack admired her. They'd been neighbors for six months.

A quick twenty-five minutes later and Susan arrived at her house, parking her car in front of the garage.

Susan didn't have to look to know that Jack's BMW was outside his own house. Jack had been walking across the big broad lawn and neatly trimmed hedges; decided to wait and meet Susan outside her house.

People around here said, "Jack can fix anything." He fixed washing machines, televisions, bicycles, lawn mowers, boats, computers, office machines; heck, he even fixed it for some of the ladies now and then, the rumors said.

He was now standing on the porch waiting for her; ready to fix the brunette and her failing computer. All the houses in this neighborhood were big and expensive and set back from the street.

She was dressed nice, but not very fancy and Jack was glad of that. There was sexy summer in the air. 

Susan was wearing a light yellow cotton sundress that looked maybe a size and half too small. She'd been forced to change to a new dress she had in the office. Marc's cum had stained the one she had been wearing for work. 

The hem was short and fell just to mid-thigh at best, but it really showed off Susan's legs.

"How do I look?" Susan was smiling at me and she put her hands on her hips, posing a little.

As she spoke, she causally unbuttoned the top button of her blouse, explaining how warm it was.

Susan wasn't wearing a bra, that was obvious, and the sun-dress was straining a little to keep her breasts from falling out.

Jack hadn't gotten to appreciate them all that much and such a close distance before. "Oh my God," he swallowed hard, "I couldn't believe what that dress is doing for you. You are very beautiful and sexy indeed."

He moved his eyes up to Susan's breasts, imagining the swollen globes through her dress. At the same time, he felt a stirring between his legs.

"You like this dress?" Susan looked down at herself. The dress was just too perfect for her body.

Suddenly she stumbled. Jack hurried to help her. "What happened? Did you hurt yourself?" He asked her.

When she recovered her composure, she randomly undid another button on her blouse. Her nipples stuck up so hard that they looked as if they might explode.

Jack's penis had actually hardened more with his rising panic. He had no way hiding it. His cock was bulging inside his pants and it was very noticeable.

It seemed only slightly awkward, the way they were looking at each other on the porch. She undid another button of her dress.

"It's hot outside, let's move inside and have a drink."

She opened the door. He could now see her long legs and butt from behind. Susan undid still a button as she turned and walked through the door.

Her legs were long, smooth, and soft looking and went all the way up to her butt, which was really working her dress as she moved.

She looked back over her shoulder and smiled. "Please, come inside, I'll fix you a drink." Jack could see her nipples as distinct knots trying to poke through the fabric and it was all he could do to keep staring.

"Jack, make yourself comfortable. What would you like to have to drink?"

"I'd like to have a beer, Susan." Jack said.

Susan offered him a bottle of beer and a glass, and told about the incident on the way home from office.

"Think about it, there was this radio show. Men listened to the show and some of them had their cocks out, playing with their erect organs, or some letting their female friends or secretaries jerk them off, or suck them while they listened to the dirty talk show." Susan told.

She explained how the black man next to her car didn't stop his play. "I witnessed how he opened his trousers, shifting his body so I could see the whole length of his marvelous cock."

Jack was thinking about how well this game was going. He could see how the incident had excited Susan already. Her nipples showed dark and erect through the thin dress, and his cock jerked at the idea of his tongue licking hungrily around the dark, berrylike nipples.

She looked down at her open blouse, showing surprised. "Oh my, look what I did with my dress. How did that happen?" She was lightly running her fingertips over her swelling breasts.

Susan stroked her hair and felt how her clit hardened quickly for the third of fifth time that afternoon and it would hopefully not be a long while before she could make herself cum, but she gathered that orgasm wasn't the point of this at all.

Jack narrowed his eyes a little. "Have you ever had to get real mean and nasty with men wanting to have sex with you?"

"Oh sure, there's always the guy that wants to see more, by his choice." Susan said. "Some of them like to show off in awkward places."

That would be somewhat hard to deal with. "That's what men like, isn't it getting their cocks big and hard? Is that right, Jack?"

She gave him a dirty look, let her skirt ride up, and parted her legs slightly, as she faced Jack.

You better don't display that much, Jack wanted to warn Susan and his cock was hard now, pulsing, every now and again twitching inside his pants.

He tried desperately to hide his bulging erection, but he really could not. Jack had been just a breath away from ejaculation when she made her phone call.

He looked down a little self-consciously, well-aware about the obscene bulge in his pants, and then they avoided looking at each other.

She had on a pair of red silk panties, with lace around the legs and across the front. The lace similarly ran across the back, just at the bottom edge of her ass cheeks, made to fit tightly, and her pussy lips clearly showed through. They were slightly transparent.

Jack was dressed in jeans and a t-shirt. His manhood pressing down against the denim jeans he was wearing, all swollen from the porn he'd been watching and the added excitement caused by Susan.

The effect was tantalizing and, of course, a result of a deliberate tease. Susan guessed it was because she was kind of nasty, in a good sort of way.

Susan's breasts are large, full and sensual, with lightly pigmented nipples. Her waist is small and her hips flare in the most beautiful of curves. Her ass is firm and moves wonderfully when she walked.

Susan started to tell about herself, "I don't really remember just when it all started, but I do know that I just can't resist the urges I feel when they play with their cocks on the road." She explained with a giggle.

"You mean your sexual urges?" Jack asked.

"You see, I am an exhibitionist and a bit of a voyeur." Susan explained. "I love to show and share." She continued.

"Well okay, I am a voyeur too, and I like to watch," Jack said. "I can't help it. Whenever I have an opportunity to see a woman undressed, I jump at it."

She became aware of Jack's gaze, and laughed. "You like my outfit?" She spun around for her own benefit.

"Yes." Jack said. "You're a walking sex bomb on two legs."

"I'm glad you think that," said Susan.

In retrospect, Jack did not mention that he wasn't always allowing himself to be seen by someone. Susan looked at him. "Did you ever show your cock to a woman in public?" Susan wanted to know. She grinned. Not a smile, but a knowing grin. Susan giggled and said, "Really Jack, what happened?"

"It was one of my gym teachers. She was five years older than I was, and a very good looking female. I remember the big grin on her face. Her eyes didn't linger on my sports performance; they darted down to the leg opening of my sporting shorts." Jack explained.

"What did she see?"

"She was looking at my gaping shorts." Jack explained. "Suddenly she said something very weird. Do you know what a blowjob is or what jack off means?"

Jack's cock had disturbingly begun to stiffen even more, just at the realization of being out all alone at the gym with a beautiful, female teacher.

"When did that happen?"

"I was nineteen years old." Jack said and memorized. "I calmly reached down and grabbed my half-erect cock with my hand. Then I pumped it and that felt very, very good. I felt an awesome rush of pleasure."

"That was a funny question from a female teacher." Susan said. "She continued to watch."

"I was not embarrassed, and responded, yes miss, I know about it, sure, but, why are you asking?" Jack continued to explain.

"What happened then?"  Susan asked.

"She stared at me and encouraged me to move my hand faster on my penis. I started rubbing it up and down with higher speed. She guided me what to do, her eyes glued on me, she gasped. I continued to move my hand over my erect penis. Can you imagine, she wanted to watch me masturbating." Jack explained. "I was probably a little nervous and a little embarrassed, but I really wanted to learn her reactions."

"She didn't run away?" Susan asked.

"No, she did not. Instead, she wanted me to take off my shorts. She encouraged me to continue. My balls were loaded."

The female teacher had been speechless. She squirmed in her chair and tried to figure out what to say to Jack. She could see his full erection in only a few of Jack's hand strokes. Her pleading brown eyes looked at him.

The teacher was startled. "Right now, could you show me more?"

Jack told how he pulled down his shorts all the way and fished his penis out into the open. In the teacher's mind, she probably quickly compared Jack's cock to some of the others and decided that this one was much bigger.

Jack's teasing fingers stroked his own shaft, he gently caressed his balls, he loved to show his male power tool. "It was a new experience to me." Jack explained.

When she got a clear view of her student's penis, she covered her mouth and gasped. She watched in awe as his cock began to grow in his hand. "Jack, you really are huge."

Jack grinned and his penis jerked in his hand. He wiggled on the bench and said, "Please Miss, do you want to watch me cum?"

He took a firm grip of his cock and resumed stroking it.

The student's cock looked so big and thick that it made the teacher wonder how anything that size could fit in her tight vagina. Her mind was in a state of overload, her raging hormones added to the mix, well, it was almost more than she could handle.

"If you ever think you are going to do something like that to some of the other teachers or girls, please, please come to me first." She said. "I know all about young men growing up and the feelings. I also know that sometimes it’s very, very hard for a good looking man like you to keep those feelings in check.” She tried to sound like a teacher that had great care and empathy for her pupil.

Jack was looking at her. "How about you, do you like it? Do you like to watch me jerking my cock in front of you?"

“If you find you’re getting feelings that you don’t think you can control, well, there are things that a man like you can be done to please a woman who enjoys watching and loves to show.” The teacher said. "You have a wonderful cock. It’s huge, you’re young and powerful, it’s a pleasure. I’ve been watching you and wanted to be with your like this."

Jack nodded and groaned. "Miss, do you like to see me playing for you or cuming for real?"

"Suddenly, I groaned loudly and a geyser of fluid shot up from my penis and fell back onto my tee shirt covered chest. Several more spurts of the fluid shot up and landed on me. When I finally stopped moving My hand and just held his penis, she didn’t say a word." Jack declared.

By the time Jack shot his first load, the teacher was feeling really strange. She went to the gym door, closed the door and flopped onto her chair. Her mind was reeling and her pussy was tingling as she tried to calm down, but couldn’t. Instead, lifting her bottom off the chair, she unbuttoned her sporting shorts and wiggled them over her hips.

After rubbing herself for a few minutes, she removed the restrictive underwear and spread her legs wide open. Her fingers moved over the puffy lips of her labia and then between them. She found her clit and began to rub it rapidly with her fingertip.

That was her normal mode of masturbation, but this time it didn't seem like enough. The teacher put her other hand between her splayed legs and soon had all of her fingers working at her wide open sex. Once one finger was in as far as she could get it, she asked. "Do you now like to watch a woman masturbating
for you?"

"She told me that, the inside of her vagina was hot, wet and felt like velvet. The teacher then moved her finger out and then back into her pussy, picking up speed. Once she gained some confidence, she began to rub her clit as she fingered herself."

Jack told how he then discovered that masturbation was normal and that all teens, and most adults, did it. "It only took a few minutes for her to reach climax. The teacher's body shuddered and her ass bounced on the chair as the wonderful feeling bathed her entire being. When her orgasm subsided, she sat panting, her finger still buried in her sex."

The room was silent except for her labored breathing. "I resumed to masturbate and wondered if that meant there was something terribly wrong with me." Jack explained.

She told Jack to continue.

Susan was quiet for a while; she loved the story and didn't feel any jealousy. "I enjoyed the story and like to know more about your female teacher and what she taught you."

Jack sighed, Susan grinned, "What caused me lots of worry as a teenager was the fact that I didn't need to be touching myself to get funny feelings in my vagina. I would catch myself daydreaming and the next thing I knew, my crotch was tingling, not to mention my nipples. There were several times at school when my mind fooled around that I found my panties soaked just from my thoughts."

"There was this guy in school, I watched his eyes follow my every movement, and guessed he was hoping my skirt would ride up so he could see more of me. The very idea that he was trying to see me, made me feel funny." Susan said. "I realized the power of my pussy and cleavage."

"What did you show him?" Jack asked.

Susan explained how she was sure the boys was looking at her titties. Now Jack was just like John in school, and she could feel her nipples contracting lustfully at the thought and at Jack's attention. She kept her legs pressed tightly together as she sat primly on the edge of the chair.

"The next day, I made sure John could see my panties several times. He hesitated for a moment and then turned his face away. I could feel my cheeks filling with blood and getting warm. I knew, I was blushing, but there was nothing I could do about it." Susan explained.

During the week-end, Susan and school friends went to the beach. "The guy was there and as nobody else could hear he wanted me to show my boobs."

He said, "I have been watching you up-skirt, why not let me see your boobs?"

"I know I have nice boobs. I can't run around topless because you'd spend all of your time in your room jacking off!" Susan explained. Moments later, she felt sorry for him and said, "Excuse me, I didn't mean to be rude."

He began laughing, "How did you know? Have you been spying me?" He moved closer and whispered, "Susan, that's right, you know," he said. "You have nice tits and I do spend all of my free time beating my meat. I want you to know, it's what I do and I really enjoy doing it."

Two weeks later Jack wrote an email to Susan, "Any guy would get turned on seeing her boobs."

"He told me that. The next thing really bothered me for a while. He asked me to take pictures of myself naked and email them to him. He promised to jerk to the pics at his summer camp and sperm over them and post them back to me." Susan said. "I couldn't get off the idea, started to experiment with my camera and after a while I was getting back cum-covered pictures with request for more."

The pictures were representations from paper copies, scanned and delivered from his summer camp. John printed, wanked, spermed and posted the pics back to Susan. 

A month later at the beach again, Susan wearing her white sports bra and shorts and they were wet and almost see-through. Her nipples and the dark skin of her areola were clearly visible through the skin tight material, as was the hair on her pubic mound. "Suddenly the young man stood staring at me, and I was looking at his surprised face, him shifting his gaze between my tits and crotch."

He'd returned from the summer camp. "You're a very sexy woman," he said. "May I sit down on your blanket?" John asked.

After what seemed like a very long time, Susan said, "You're back, so soon from your summer camp?"

He broke out laughing and said, "Susan, I never realized that you had such a great body. Have you seen the pics I sent to you?"

Susan explained the shame she felt. "Really, why did you splash your sperm on my pictures?"

He nodded his head. Susan noticed the big bulge in his swimwear.

"The young man was staring at me, but I didn't really care. I felt all tingly knowing he was looking at my tits and my crotch."

"Your bikini almost doesn't cover the important parts," he giggled, enjoying the teasing.

"John," I said to him softly, "this is what they look like." Susan removed her bikini top and John got the opportunity to see the real thing for the first time.

John's mouth fell open and his eyes got as big as saucers. He took several short sharp breaths and glued his eyes to Susan's big boobs.

"Promise, I show you things, now it's your turn to give me an eyeful of your goodies," I said to him. "I knew the John liked me, I could see it in his eyes. I'd noticed it before, in fact, which was probably the real reason I was so brave asking him out like that."

John wasn't one of those innocent guys who liked good girls, probably laid in bed at night thinking about sexy bitches at school allowing him do bad things. Susan equally excited by his actions.

He slowly moved closer, got seated with some difficulties on the blanket as sexy as he could with his swimwear obscenely bulging. He reached down and pulled at his crotch as he gazed at Susan and let her see the head of his cock sticking out from the swim trunks. "I was shocked!"

Susan explained to Jack how her vagina was throbbing with excitement. "I was really amazed at the affect I was having on my friend. His swollen cock head was amazing."

"Another thing I want you two to know," John explained with his cock head sticking out. “There is nothing wrong with masturbating. It's perfectly normal and you should never be ashamed of the fact that you do it."

Susan countered, "Does that mean you can do it out here on the beach?"

John said, "You're making me really hot. I can do it for you."

He could see the moisture of her pussy through the white thong bikini. He used his fingers, parted Susan's pussy lips and moved up and down her labia. John flipped the bikini, got his fingers in and out of Susan's convulsing vagina.

John didn't need to ask for permission. Susan glanced down and noticed his penis was creeping out along his left leg and the pressure added to the swell of the head. Susan wanted to run her fingertips along the thick vain on the underside of his manhood.

Susan caught Jack listening to her story with his hand in his crotch out of the corner of her eye. She could feel a lingering sensuality in her shapely limbs as she recalled what happened to her in the office and on the road while back home from work.

His penis moved, rubbed against his clothing as he tried to find a more comfortable position for his cock. Susan blushed at the thought of the road incident, but it was wonderful to feel desired by her brilliant boss as well, and she felt she had changed because of her bosses and other male employees attentions, becoming much more desirable and passionate. She had also discovered Jack and his big cock.

"Susan," Jack said.

She jumped at the sound of her neighbor's voice and turned toward him.

"Are you all right?" Susan asked. "When my fingers found his cock, I pulled it out even more. Once I had his penis out in the open, I sat back and stared at it. I gazed at his cock and fondled it. I wrapped my hand around his penis, a clear fluid leaked out and I ran my thumb over the tip, smearing the discharge on the velvety head. With my hand around his cock, I noted that only a half of it was exposed."

"Did you like to touch him?" Jack asked.

"Yes," she admitted. "Yes, I did like it a lot!" Susan could feel the beginning of the weakness that she often got before she gave in completely to the mounting strength of her desire.

As they sat together, Susan pulled and pushed his penis around, trying to get a better look. John began to move his hips and push his cock into Susan's hand. She knew what he wanted and wrapped her hand around his shaft to give him the relief he was looking for. Susan moved her hand up and down along his shaft several times, he shot his cum out, and it hit between her legs and all over her belly.

"Sorry I got my spunk on you, Susan." John excused.

Susan lowered her head and stared at the floor. Jack looked at her. Did she run out of words? Alternatively, maybe she's just uncomfortable looking at Jack. So where should he go, what should be his next move?

Susan said, "When began humping in and out of my hand, making his cock slide back and forth in my grip. I gradually aimed the stiffening, growing head between the lips of my pussy."

Susan thought how the tool sensed the readiness of her cunt and grew even more quickly. Soon it was big enough that when John pressed deeply against her hand, the head slipped into the mouth of her cunt and gave her flesh a ravishingly delicious feeling.

I said to him, "Ooohh, you're fucking my hand and cunt at the same time! Do it harder, honey? I love to feel it going in like that. I'll pull my hand away in a minute and then you can ram it home."

While Jack was looking at her, Susan purposely let a magazine drop on the floor. She asked Jack to pick it up for me and he ducked down in front of her.

As Jack was reaching for the magazine, which appeared to be hard-core porn weekly, Susan opened her legs so he could look up her skirt.

Jack gave her a dirty look and then began to grin. Susan wasn't wearing any panties.

A woman's cunt, she pointed out, was always much more sensitive when she had had a climax without being penetrated deeply, a fact of which Susan was well aware, and this she had been experimenting with John on the beach and with her selection of dildos, later at home, during lonely nights.

The memories of her clasping wet cunt were still fresh in Susan's mind; John was unable to control himself any longer. She too wanted to cum. Susan also thought about the day in the office and Marc.

Susan giggled, thinking about how much fun it was to tease her neighbor.

She found herself wanting to be penetrated by that awesome prick; she could feel the mouth of her cunt drawing up into a tighter, smaller knot of excited flesh as she contemplated being pierced by the tool.

Jack moved closer, next to her, touched himself, stroked his cock through his jeans, he too wanted to masturbate until he would cum for her.

She could feel Jack's eyes watching her panty-clad pussy and she opened her legs a little more.

"Do you like what you see?" Susan asked.

"Susan, I've seen you naked." Jack said. "Did you know that?"

He gently unzipped his pants, letting out his very hard, erect, and throbbing cock, which was by now dripping out a large amount of pre-cum.

"Susan, do you like to watch?" He asked her.

She stared at the huge, stiff organ that protruded from his open pants. "I wish you wouldn't do that in here, dear Jack."

Susan murmured her eyes still on his swollen shaft. "What if someone walks in and finds you masturbating in front of me?"

His hand moved down and he encircled the rounded head with his fingers.

Jack squeezed the throbbing shaft, felt the pulsing under his fingers, then sighed. "Susan, it will not take long for me to cum." 

"How many times have you done this today?" Susan asked. You want to know if I jerked before I cam to your house?" He responded.

"How many times today, Jack?" Susan inquired. "I thought you were doing that at your house when I phoned you," she sighed, still watching with delight when Jack continued stroking his excited cock.

He gave a breathless, moaning laugh as his cock jerked in his hand.

It was only a matter of a few strokes to Jack's pre-cum drenched shaft of his cock, watching Susan, her entire body, from her breasts and nipples to her pussy and the luscious crack going across her ass, for him to be rocked with a very violent and intense orgasm.

"I'm coming again!" He reared his head back, opened his  mouth and gulped in air as his cock retracted, lurched forward and shot a stream of thick juice over her dress, her legs and the floor.

"Jack, I like to see you cuming, please, do it for me." Susan said.

Jack convulsed and yet tried to be poised. Loads of hot cum shot out of his penis, some shooting straight on the floor in front of them he tried to catch most of it in his hands. Load after load of hot thick cum ejaculated out of his cock as he watched Susan spread her leg and show her goodies for him.

"I'm glad you enjoyed it, dear." Susan thought about Marc with his huge cock and the black man in the car.

As Jack finally stopped ejaculating, and held the hard, long penis in his hand, and a handful of cum dripping from it. Susan closed her eyes for a second and took a deep breath.

Tonight, I'll give him something to see, she thought. I'll drag my skirt high, hold my knees apart and let him feast his lecherous eyes on my pantiless pussy! Susan giggled aloud at her thoughts. He'd probably shoot right through the window.

Suddenly, she stopped giggling. He might get so worked up that he'd come to my room and rape me! She felt her clitoris twitch at the thought. That huge cock, forcing its way into my pussy. It would be awful!

"Jack, I want you to tell me if you have been spying me outside my window," Susan said and looked at him.

Feeling wicked; Susan dragged her skirt up to her crotch, parted her knees then, casually, let her hand fall onto her lap, glide lower and lower until her fingers were touching her wet vaginal lips. Slowly, she spread them open with her fingers.

"Confess to me, dirty man, did you stand outside my window and jerk your cock last night watching me return to my living room naked." She asked. "I want you to tell the truth." Susan continued to pressure Jack.

"I did."

"How many times have you been there?" Susan continued.

Jack was responding in a peculiar way. "Suck it, I want you to suck my cock and make it hard again." 

He ripped open his pants with his free hand, pulled out his cock and thrust it into Susan's face.

She went down on her knees and took his prick in her mouth. First, she didn't use her tongue on him, Susan knew that she would make him cum fast whenever she wanted.

Her face moved forward, mouth open, and her lips seized the red, swollen ball at the end of his shaft. Jack pushed in and out the the half length of his prick. She could see by his face that he wasn't going to last much .

She increased the speed at which she took him in and out.  Susan had understanding for him. This time, Jack didn't have much self-control. He came far too soon.

His cum spurted out onto her boobs and tits. Some rolled down her cleavage and over her stomach.
