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Angie & Amber

This is my sequel to a story I found on another forum a long time ago. There was no author’s name, so I can’t give credit where it’s due. If it gets a good response, perhaps I’ll post the second part.

The Summer Job I’ll Never forget – Part 5

As the week moved along, I got the field work caught up and things on the farm were all going smoothly. Lori had to be gone for a couple of days to take care of some business in Lincoln and Alisha has been working on the books.

A new day, a new me part 12

After way too much rewriting and a month of personal and technical bullshit, I present the final chapter to this possible first volume of A New Day, A New Me.
The rest of Tuesday went by fairly uneventful save for Katy being really quiet around me for the whole night. Wednesday morning started normal, I wake up early so I can get my shower before everyone else takes the hot water. I’m relaxed and gingerly rubbing my stitches when the sliding door on the shower opens. I try to get the water off my face but I have no time as my back is put up against the shower and lips are latched onto mine. I trail my hands down my kisser’s back and get my hands around a nice round ass.
“Morning Katy,” I say breaking the kiss.
“You are planning on making yesterday up to me I hope,” Kate tells me kissing down my neck.
“What did I do to you yesterday,” I ask as my cock hardens against Katy’s body.
“It’s what you didn’t do to me yesterday, everyone else but I got attention. My turn,” Katy tells me dropping to her knees.
I watch Katy take my cock in her hand and start stroking it with purpose. She leans her head forward and starts to lick up and down my shaft before plunging her mouth down three inches deep on my cock while continuing to stroke me with her hand. I lean my head back and enjoy the warm water and Katy’s warm mouth for a few minutes when she stops and stands up. I turn Katy around and push her up against the wall; I spread her ass cheeks with one and start rubbing my cock head against her asshole. I hear Katy moan and watch her back her asshole onto my cock letting the first inch slide inside her. I move both my hands to her hips and start sliding all seven and a half inches of my cock in and out of her ass.
“God your ass feels so warm,” I tell Katy pumping the last three inches of my in and out of her asshole.
We rock our bodies together gasping in the water when the bathroom door opens. I whip my head over to see Dad’s figure heading towards the toilet.
“Hey buddy, just using the bathroom before I leave for work early,” Dad tells me lifting the toilet seat.
I quietly turn Katy and my body to put my back to the glass door, I watch her turn her face towards me as she smirks and backs her ass onto my cock. I groan a little and mash her entire body up against the wall.
“You little minx I’m gonna fuck you silly for that,” I whisper into Katy’s ear.
“Don’t need silly, just wanna make you cum,” Katy purrs back sliding her hand down and rubbing her clit.
I hear the toilet flush and Dad wash his hands in the sink, the whole time grinding my hips against Katy’s ass. I nibble on her ear and try to keep my cock buried in her ass as I feel her rubbing her clit frantically.
“Hey Guy, don’t take all the hot water, your sister and Katy need some too,” Dad says heading out of the bathroom.
As soon as the door closes I start hammering in and out of Katy’s asshole as fast and hard as my hips will let me. I can hear the wet slapping noise of my hips and Katy’s ass cheeks slamming together almost over the shower. I open my eyes long enough to see Katy biting her hand to keep from screaming. I grab a fist full of hair on Katy’s head and turn it to the side to see her face, she opens her eyes wide at the sensation and we look at each other long enough for her to take her hand out of her mouth opens her mouth groaning out an orgasm. I don’t let up on fucking Katy’s ass and soon enough I kiss her cheek and lips as I groan and shoot a deep load of my semen into her rectum.
I pull out of Katy’s ass and wash my dick off as she soaps up quickly. I watch her lather up and rinse off then we quickly exit the shower and dry off.
“Don’t leave me out next time you have sex romp,” Katy says ducking out of the bathroom in a towel.
Morning goes by normally and we head off to school in Tracy’s car. As we pull into the parking lot I decide to let the next bombshell of my plan drop.
“I need to talk with Heather and let her know that things are okay,” I get out as the girls start leaving the car.
“Okay now you’ve lost it,” Korinna tells me getting in my face,” You wanna be friends with her again, WHY?”
“Easy Kori, I’m not doing this for that reason. I got three girlfriends; good, bad and tough,” I tell her placing my hands on her shoulders.
“Okay but why, why won’t you tell us the whole plan,” Kori asks in a worried tone.
“Honey, anyone else knows it all and people will talk or try to stop me,” I tell her,” Trust me, this is working out perfectly.”
I see her nod but I know she’s not convinced, I watch the girls disperse and head off to my first class. The day goes smoothly and I text the girls during lunch saying I’ll be busy and just eat without me. I head off to the library to find Heather, I had Jun find out where she’s been eating lunch since I called her out in front of everyone in the cafeteria. God I love the nerd community, Jun got one of the girls from his friends to keep Derek occupied with some Gym help during lunch, gotta pay him back for that favor. As soon as I’m inside the library it takes me all of a minute to see Heather sitting quietly with her friend Margaret. I head over and see both of them get scared as I approach the table.
“Hey ladies, Maggs do you mind if Heather and I talk privately please,” I ask quietly pulling up a chair to their table across from Heather.
I watch Margaret mumble and quickly leave after grabbing her bag. We sit quietly for a minute when I decide to break the ice.
“Listen, I know everything has gotten really tense with the three of us,” I start in from my hood,” I’ve been really hard on the two of you about all this.”
“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” Heather stammers nervously from her seat.
“Heather I’m not here to make you nervous or scared I’m just trying to make some peace with all that happened,” I tell her taking off my hood and keeping my face downcast,” I’ve been beaten up and left for dead. Now after all that I just wanna try to live peacefully and I just want to at least be able to walk past my former friends and not have to think about hurting someone just to be left alone.”
I hear her get up and move around the table to the seat next to me. Quietly she puts her arm around me and we sit quietly at the table for a minute.
“I know what happened between us was fucked up and I don’t expect you to trust me like that again but can you just let me be a friend,” Heather asks quietly.
I smirk at the thought then lightly nod my head, I can hear her sigh and feel her rubbing my back like she used to when I was stressed. I drop my smirk and sit my battered head and face up so she can see me.
“One thing, just let me talk to Derek myself,” I ask her,” It was really hard to come to even say anything to you but give me some time so I can just try to talk to Derek myself?”
I see her nod lightly and relax; we sit and talk about little things. She tells me about how she and Derek have been trying to work on a relationship but she’s having trouble because she can’t talk to him much without explaining everything. I chuckle at it, his lack of forethought. We hear the warning bell for fourth class and grabbing our bags we head off to our separate classes.
Fourth period comes and goes as I head into fifth I see Heather and Derek talking from their new seats on the other side of the classroom. Heather is trying to talk politely but Derek is obviously agitated about something. I let them go about their business as class rolls on and head out directly to home room afterwards. I’m only there about two minutes to get my pass and head out to the cafeteria. It takes a few minutes but Kori is the first to show up followed by Jun and Katy. They take seats around the table, Kori directly opposite of me and avoiding any contact.
“Okay, I know I’ve been really secretive about what I’m doing and not everyone here agrees with how my plan is going. I don’t need anyone’s help with the last part,” I tell them,” but I want it. You won’t understand why but I am still asking for trust.”
“One question man,” Jun asks,” Are you trying to or going to get yourself killed?”
I shake my head no and start chuckling. I start to lay out the last parts of my plan minus Friday night, the night I end it. I see them all mulling over their own parts, Kori and Katy more than Jun.
School ends and we head to Tracy’s car, all the girls get into her back seat leaving me in the front with Tracy for the first time. The drive is short and as soon as Katy and Liz get out of the back Kori just moves to the front seat and Tracy takes off.
I spend the next couple hours by myself in my room when my phone get’s a text, its Kori telling me she doesn’t think it’s worth my time to make peace with Derek. I tell her that I’m tired of the suspicion and need to let it all calm down. I don’t get another response that night.
Before bed I get a knock at my door and Liz enters before I can tell her to come in. I see she’s wearing her pink cotton short shorts and a tank top.
“Are you really going to ruin everything with Korinna and the other’s just to make peace with that asshole,” Liz asks me moving to the foot of my bed.
“I just need you all to trust me, is that so hard,” I ask in reply.
“Okay, we got you two of them facing expulsion from school. Then we got you Lajita’s stalker. So now you pull a complete turn around and just want ‘peace’. Everyone thinks you’ve lost your mind,” Liz says sitting down on the edge of the bed.
I feel done with the talking; I grab Liz’s shoulders and pull her up the bed. I position her so that her back is against my chest and her ass is against the crotch of my shorts. I start running my hands up Liz’s side and slide them inside her tank top groping her breasts. I feel her grinding her ass back into me; I can hear her moaning lightly. I get her ass grinding against my now hard cock and decide it’s time for some real fun. I take my hands from her breasts and pull her legs apart, and then I take my left hand and push it down into Liz’s shorts and quickly find her slit.
“Oh fuck that’s good,” Liz moans lightly leaning her head back.
I start rubbing the length of her slit and move my right hand back up to her breast. I move my fingers down and insert my middle finger into Liz’s pussy, immediately she starts bucking against my finger and I barely get a chance to put another inside her with all the thrashing. Liz is getting wild when my door comes flying open quickly and Katy darts in shutting it quickly behind her.
“I knew you two were fucking,” Katy says with her personal devil grin on,” I wanna get in on this.”
Liz starts to get shy but I give her a few thrusts from my fingers and she’s ‘relaxed’ again. Katy doesn’t bother to strip off her pajama pants and t-shirt, just grabs Liz from my grasp and pulls her off my groin and turns her onto her hands and knees facing my crotch. I pull my shorts down and watch as Katy takes Liz’s head and gets about half my cock in her mouth on the first push.
“Guy, don’t let her stop and blow your load in her throat,” Katy tells me moving behind Liz and pulls her shorts down off her ass.
I watch Katy kneeling on the side of the bed start rubbing Liz’s pussy with one hand and groping her breast with the other. Liz starts moaning harder as I take the back of her head and work five inches of my cock into her mouth. I lean my head back and enjoy the sensation of my stepsister’s throat when I feel Liz grunt with my cock in her mouth, I look to Katy who has moved behind Liz and looks like she’s pumping her arm in and out of Liz’s pussy.
“I think she could take more than a couple fingers,” I see Katy say smiling,” see if she likes this.”
I watch Katy’s arm move a little and Liz’s eyes go wide as she starts groaning on my cock loudly. Katy is pushing Liz’s whole body forward as I buck my hips into her face. I listen to the gagging/moaning coming from Liz’s mouth when I get a tingle in the base of my cock then almost violently shoot my load into her mouth. My vision blurs from the orgasm but I know my cock has fallen from Liz’s mouth thanks to her grunting, I look down to see her cum then get rolled onto her back by Katy who moves on top of Liz and starts holding her while she catches her breath.
“I knew she was a freak but that was fucking hot,” Katy says smiling.
“What the brother/sister thing,” I ask pulling my shorts up.
“No she stuck her finger in my ass,” Liz says a little angry.
“Well next time don’t talk to me about how much fun it would be to try it,” Katy replies gently nudging Liz.
We sit quietly for a few minutes before Liz fixes her clothes and leaves Katy and me alone in the room. Katy sits up on the foot of my bed and stares at me with a serious expression.
“You’re not planning to make peace are you,” Katy finally asks.
“What did I say I was going to do,” I ask in reply.
“You said you wanted to make peace and end the hostility or some such shit,” Katy says.
“Just remember that I said that, only that,” I reply smiling.
I watch Katy’s face go from confusion to realization. I just lean back as Katy crawls over me like a cat and rests her body over mine staring into my eyes.
“You’re probably the most complicated person I’ve met and defiantly the most dangerous, it’s really hot,” Katy says smiling,” now you tell Kori this like you told me or I will for you.”
I watch Katy quickly get up and leave my room, I know she’ll tell Kori if I don’t but I can’t keep giving away the end game. I push myself under the covers and try to figure out my most difficult part of the plan, how to tell Kori.
Thursday morning and the usual bustle of everyone getting ready for work and school passes as normal until Tracy and Kori show up and I get some bad news.
“You’re not getting a ride today,” Tracy tells me from the driver side window.
I stand there dumbfounded then coldly pull my hood down over my face and walk away to the nearest school bus stop. It’s an interesting ride to school with the freshmen on the bus. I get to school with about five minutes to spare before first class and get my seat. First two classes go by quickly but as soon as I’m in third period I’m getting the silent treatment from Kori and Liz but decide to ignore it as class gets underway.
As soon as class is out I grab my bag and leave as quickly as my feet will carry me. Sure enough I’m not half way to the cafeteria when I get grabbed from behind by Kori. I stop and just watch her from the quiet of my hood. I can see she’s torn up about something we’re doing but I decide to keep the silence.
“You really have it all planned out,” Kori asks me finally.
“Yes,” I answer her.
“And none of this suicide shit Jun keeps talking about, there is a plan and Katy says I really have nothing to worry about,” Katy asks me again.
“I am just make peace, and I really need you to trust me and remember what I said,” I tell her smiling.
Kori grins lightly to me and heads away from the cafeteria. I get inside the cafeteria and after getting my lunch I sit down next to Jun and Lilly. Lilly is quietly eating and Jun is making polite conversation when Lilly decides to interrupt.
“So do I have to fuck Guy to be considered part of the group,” Lilly asks.
I don’t know who choked harder, Jun or I. When I finally get my coughing fit down I hear Jun talking to Lilly in Japanese. They take a few minutes of talking and Jun is giving me a very serious look.
“Dude, I don’t speak Japanese. You might want to fill me in if you’re expecting some answers,” I tell Jun smirking.
“Man Lilly asked if she has to fuck you to be considered one of us,” Jun re asks for Lilly.
I notice it’s about the end of lunch time when Kori pops into the cafeteria and makes her way over. I watch her take the apple from my tray and take a bite from it.
“It’s done,” Korinna tells me,” so why are they looking at you like that?”
I chuckle and explain the situation to Kori who just smirks and shakes her head before pulling Lilly aside and talking with her privately. We all head out after lunch and get to our classes which go by quickly till fifth period. I show up to class and see both Heather and Derek sitting at different tables, Derek isn’t looking at me and Heather’s giving me the ‘help me Obi-wan Kenobi’ look. I take my usual seat and let the whole thing go on without me as class begins.
Class ends and I’m almost knocked out of my chair as Derek hurries out of the class room. As soon as I get my bag and exit I have Heather chasing after me in the halls.
“Derek thinks we’re having sex,” Heather finally blurts out.
“Why the hell would he think that,” I ask stopping in my tracks.
“I don’t know, he said your girlfriend told him that we were having sex while she covered for us,” Heather tells me on the verge of tears.
“Okay, I’ll fix this but I need you to talk to him and tell him I’ll meet him tonight where we met last Friday,” I tell her quickly leaving for my home room.
After school I don’t have to take the bus home, apparently Tracy is willing to give me a ride home today and I get to relax in the back seat with Katy and Kori again on the ride and give Kori a long kiss goodbye before I head inside the house. I’m home for about twenty minutes when I get a text message from Heather asking when to meet Derek, I tell her eight tonight and start to get myself ready.
We eat dinner at six and I ask my Dad if I can head out till eleven. I get permission but Dad asks me if it’s really important, I nod my head and tell him that I’ll be with Mathilda. I help clean up after dinner and get myself in a mindset for plans. Seven thirty rolls around and Mathilda is right on time, I tell mom and dad I’ll be back later and head out to the car. As soon as I’m inside Mathilda peels out and we’re off and down the road.
“Okay so I’m just supposed to drop you off at a gas station and leave you there,” Mathilda asks me focused on the road.
“Yep, I needed you for this cause I know you’ll be able to drive away from me and won’t come back cause I asked you,” I tell her in reply.
I see Mathilda nod her head as we pull into the parking lot of the Circle K. I pull my hood back and give her a kiss before getting out of the car and heading past the gas station. It takes me about ten minutes but in the dark I recognize the rock field when I come to it. I decide to just wander around fiddling with the phone in my inside coat pocket.
I guess I was there for about twenty minutes when I heard someone walking up to me from behind. I smile to myself knowing its Derek when I turn around to greet him. I can see he’s holding something in the poor lighting.
“I didn’t think you’d be here alone, you decide not to bring friends with you,” Derek asks me.
“I don’t need friends for this Derek,” I tell him tapping a button on my phone and pulling my hand out of my coat.
“Yeah well since you decided to take out everyone else who left you here I figured I’m gonna get you before you get me,” Derek tells me.
I finally see Derek’s right hand, a nice hunting knife. Now I’m racing, this is not what I expected. I hoped he’d bring his bat but a knife makes this more difficult. I need to stall for time.
“Why bring a knife, I just wanted to talk and settle this,” I tell Derek keeping my distance.
“You’re a idiot Guy, I looked out for you and Heather just liked me better man cause you didn’t have the balls to fuck her like a bitch like I did,” Derek starts in,” Then you try to prove you can take me but I had your number and getting people to help me was fucking easy. You trust people too much now you want to make peace and have everything go back to you being the smart guy well I guess you don’t get what you want Gi.”
Now I’m smiling, I hate being called Gi and Derek knows it. I know he’s angry and trying to get me to back down. I open my arms and approach.
“You really want to kill me Derek,” I ask him,” are you really that insecure about all this?”
I get the last words out of my mouth when Derek lunges with the knife; I pull back from him and watch the blade go past my face. I move my hands in front of me and duck under Derek’s backswing. I think about how I have never tried to learn knife fighting from Dad or if he even knows how to. Derek sees me pause and tackles me to the ground and puts himself on top of me. I can see him turn the knife upside down and I reach up grabbing his hands and struggle with him before he can stab me.
I roll him off of me and quickly roll away and spring up to my feet, I watch Derek get up and after a little handiwork get the knife up from the ground. I can see Derek thinking about what to do next and I figure I better take a chance while he’s debating about his next move. I duck towards his offhand and watch him bring the blade up to where he thinks I’m going and I quickly dodge to the outside of his arm and latch onto his wrist and elbow with my hand. I see his punch coming and lower my head as Derek’s knuckles pop against the top of my skull. I shove him away and see him flexing his hand in pain. I decide to get in closer and feint my move against him but this time instead of reacting he swings a little too quickly at a downward arc tearing my denim jeans open with the blade and sending a wave of pain into my leg. I grab the wound with my hands and fall to the ground gasping in pain. I look up to see Derek smiling, I know I need to stall and keep my distance but I can’t run let alone stand up. It’s almost like a movie, I can see him cover the five feet between us and raise the knife up so I can see the blade, what I hear next is the best sound of the night.
“Freeze, put the weapon down and place your hands on your head,” I hear from coming from behind Derek.
I look to see flashlights, two of them and they’re advancing on Derek and fast. I can tell Derek is confused as he turns to see the police officers pointing pistols at him when he turns to look back to me I quickly still puzzled. I make eye contact and smile at him, I know he sees it and the rage hits his face and he lunges towards me. I hear the gunshots from the officers and my face is covered in warm liquid. I watch Derek hit the ground and I move over to him and roll him on his back. I can see the wounds, he’s got them in his chest and I can see he’s still conscious. I hear the officer’s calling on their radios for an ambulance.
“Since I have you here Derek maybe this would be a good time to confess,” I tell him holding pressure on his wounds,” I knew you’d come here looking for a fight, I wanted you to. I told everyone including your girlfriend I wanted peace. You did this to yourself Derek, and now I want you to look at me so I can watch you die. You broke my trust, I let you go. You decided to bring people and come after me; you should have killed me then.”
I feel hands pulling me away as one officer helps me up and the other tries to stop Derek from bleeding. I start feeling fuzzy and black out from blood loss. I wake up in an ambulance hearing a man talking on a radio about a cell phone call to nine one one. I can see my leg bandaged and there’s a tube sticking out of my arm. It gets harder to keep track and I lose consciousness again.
I don’t know what’s going on but I can hear people talking and it sounds like everyone is worried about something.
“Hey can I know what’s going on,” I ask the people present.
“Hey buddy, are you okay,” Dad tells me taking my right hand as my vision clears up a little.
I can see just about everyone is here, Kori and her parents, Mathilda, My family too. Dad settles in and starts to tell me what happened. It’s Friday in the afternoon, Derek was shot three times and died on the way to the hospital, the police asked everyone what was going on but all they knew is that I was planning on meeting Derek to make peace with him and he decided to attack me. The police searched his car and found a bat with dried blood and hair fibers in it. They figure Derek attacked me and want to confirm that I was the one who called nine one one.
“I’m just glad you’re okay son,” Mom tells me as most everyone starts to head out.
I watch everyone leave except for Kori who hangs back; she pulls up a chair and takes my hand in hers. I can see she’s upset and scared.
“Did you really have to take it this far,” Kori asks me.
“Baby, I love you, I love all you girls. But I can’t have you lying for me,” I tell her,” Did you all talk and figure it out on your own.”
“Yes, we did,” Kori says rubbing my hand with hers.
We sit quietly before she gives me a kiss on the cheek and leaves me to my sleep. ONE MONTH LATER
It’s Friday and I get a call from Kori asking me to come by with Katy. We take the 30 minutes to walk down and I see Mathilda’s car in the driveway. At the door Katy doesn’t even knock and just walks in, Korinna’s parents aren’t home and I watch Katy disappear upstairs.
I reach the top of the stairs and make my way down the hall, after a month I’m walking fine. I find them in Kori’s parents bedroom giggling. I get into the room and see all three girls stripped down to their panties, Katy is wearing a white and black plaid thong, Mathilda has pair or red panties and Kori is in a pair of silk purple panties.
“We won, now we get our victory party,” Katy tells me as they beckon me over to the bed.
I cross the room and as soon as I get to the bed all three girl’s pull me onto the bed and flip me onto my back, pulling my clothing off of me till I’m naked. Kori starts kissing me deeply and I feel a mouth latch onto my cock and start bobbing up and down quickly to get me hard, then a second mouth taking my testicles and sucking on them. I shove my tongue into Kori’s mouth and she responds back with hers.
I’m hard as a rock when all the girls take their mouths off my body, I start to move but Mathilda apparently goes first as I feel her straddle my hips. I feel my Amazon slide my cock into her pussy. It’s warm and wet as she grinds her hips back and forth keeping my whole cock inside her. I feel her pussy clamping down on me when I see Kori hop off the bed, I turn my attention back to Mathilda as I see Katy move up behind her and snake her hands down to Mathilda’s pussy. Not wasting time with nice and slow Katy goes all out with clit rubbing and after a minute I feel warm release on my cock and hear Mathilda grunting out her orgasm.
Kori helps Mathilda off of me and onto the bed, I get up and see Katy distracted by Kori and Mathilda and decide to have some more fun since I haven’t gotten off yet. I grab Katy by the shoulders and turning her around bend her over the bed with her ass up and her legs off the bed, I reach down and yank her panties off her ass. I smile to Kori a little and after lining my cock up slam it deep into Katy’s asshole. I’m already good and hard but not very close so I just start ramming my cock in Katy’s ass hard and fast, I listen to her screaming and spitting profanity into the blankets.
“Oh Christ you fucker,” Katy grunts out from the blankets.
“Oh god she looks like she’s gonna pass out when she comes Guy,” Mathilda says watching Katy’s face.
I lean my body upright and taking a handful of Katy’s hair continue railing her ass. I see Mathilda staring in wonder as I fuck Katy but Kori has moved to the head of her parent’s bed and is lightly rubbing herself off. I slap Katy’s ass and hear her howl as I arch her back pulling her hair, a second slap and she starts shaking as stop moving and leave my cock buried in her ass. I pull out and help Mathilda pull Katy onto the foot of the bed.
I look to Kori at the head of the bed and walk around to her, as soon as I’m close she leans up taking me by the neck and pulling me into and kiss while moving my body so I’m laying in between her legs. I try to angle my cock to her pussy but she takes a hold of me gently and guides me in slowly till I’m buried in her vagina. I thrust slowly to let her try to build her orgasm as she continues rubbing her clit. Kori’s insides are so hot I look down to make sure my cock didn’t melt, quickly she stops rubbing her clit and takes my head while looking me in the eyes with a ‘please cum in me’ gaze. It makes my cock jump a little inside her and Kori latches onto my mouth with hers as I feel my cock erupt shooting a month long injured dry spell load into her warm pussy. Kori is moaning with me as her orgasm hits from my own triggering it. We lay there quietly for a few minutes as I finally relax and Kori helps me roll off onto my back.
Mathilda quietly moves up onto my right side with Kori on my left. I see Katy stirring and after pushing my legs apart gives me a sloppy cleaning job with her mouth before moving in between Mathilda and my leg. We all relax and drift off to sleep.
Problem with sleeping in a bed with three girls is that they don’t want you to move. It’s eight at night when I get the call of the bathroom and after working my way out of the naked girl pile I get into the master bathroom for a long piss. As I head back to the girls in bed I notice my phone going off, I quickly check the message, Heather wondering if I was busy. I shake my head and take a pic of the three girls sleeping naked then just decide not to send it and say reply with a yes. I drop my phone and crawl back into my girlfriends arms on the bed. It’s not perfect but who said revenge was about people seeing you happy, it’s about you being happy and them living with the regret. Or in Derek’s case dying with it.Thank you everybody for reading this series, I’m thinking about bringing this character back for another grouping of stories and will only take PM requests for ideas and thoughts. I will not stop writing but it’s really hard when you’re computer is in the shop and you can’t get on your phone to write these. To my fans you are the only reason didn’t take a break at part six and to people who are mad about the time it took to put it out, sorry but things happen.

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FATHERLY ADVICE

A husband and wife go visit a marriage counselor. First, the wife speaks to the counselor alone. The counselor asks, “You say you’ve been married 20 years, so what seems to be the problem?”
The wife replies, “It’s my husband — he’s driving me crazy! I’m going to leave him if he continues!”
“How does he drive you crazy?”
“For 20 years,” she says, “He’s been doing these stupid things. First, whenever we go out, he’s always looking at the floor and refuses to go near anyone. It’s very embarrassing.”
The marriage counselor is amused, “Anything else?”
“He keeps picking his nose all the time! Even in public!”
“Hmm, anything else?”
The wife hesitates, “Whenever we’re making love, he NEVER lets me be on top! Once in a while, I’d like to be in control!”
“Ah,” says the counselor, “I think I’ll talk to your husband now.”
So the wife goes out of the room and the husband enters. The counselor tells him, “Your wife says that you’ve been driving her crazy. She might even leave you.”
The husband looks shocked, “WHAT? For 20 years I’ve been loving and considerate and I’ve always given her what she wants! What could be the problem?”
The counselor explains, “She says that you’ve got these habits that are driving her crazy. First, you’re always acting strange in public–looking at the floor and never going near anyone else.”
The husband looks concerned, “Oh, you don’t understand! It’s one of the few things my father told me to do in his deathbed and I swore I’d obey everything he said.”
What did he say?”
“He said that I should never step on anyone’s toes!”
The counselor looks amused, “Actually, that means that you should not do anything that would cause anyone else to get angry.”
The husband looks sheepish, “Oh. Okay.”
The counselor continues, “And you keep picking your nose in public.”
“Well, it’s another thing my father specifically commanded me to do! He told me to always keep my nose clean.”
The counselor looks faint, “That means that you should not indulge in any criminal activity.”
“Oh,” says the husband looking very stupid.
“And finally, she says that you never allow her to be on top during your lovemaking.”
“This,” says the husband seriously, “is the last thing my father commanded me to do on his deathbed and it’s the most important thing.”
“What did he say?”
The husband replies, “In his dying breath, he said. Don’t screw up.”

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Happy Birthday baby

I spent the day with my mom, it was my birthday finally 19, can finally drink, go to clubs, and party with all of my friends without fake ID. I loved the club life, loved the attention, and I got plenty of it. I am tall, 5’10”, slim, natural d cup breasts, and long brown hair. I am the type of girl, that other girls do not want to hang out with, because I get all of the attention.
My mom and I went out for lunch then we went shopping. I loved shopping with my mom because she would buy me what I wanted. We went to the mall and bought some clothing, and a bunch of stuff that I didn’t really need. Then she dropped me off at home. I had to get ready to go out and celebrate with my friends. We were going to a club. I spent a few hours, getting ready, I bought this really hot dress, short black mini with hippie style flare sleeves, and knee high chunk heel boots. I looked sexy. My friend Sarah came to pick me up and we headed uptown to the club. On our way to the club I was really hungry, so we stopped to grab some food. As we were getting back into the car, this man walked up to me, introduced himself, his name was Alex. He was gorgeous, tall, built, well dressed with a brand new Escalade. He told me that he was going to the same club and we said we would see each other there. Sarah was jealous, but had to be nice because it was my birthday. We went to the club and drank far too much. I ran into Alex about 2 hours after I got there. He bought me a birthday shot, then another, then another. We ended up in VIP drinking Alize and Champagne. He asked me to follow him to the other VIP room, I did. We went down the stairs, down a long hallway, and he knocked on a door. A small window opened and he held up 2 fingers.
The door opened. We walked in and I could smell weed and incense. He said that this was a private room for members only, I wasn’t sure what kinda membership it was, but at that point I didn’t care. The room was large, with about 15 leather sofa’s along the walls. There was a few small stage like things with dancers on them, wearing very little. The music was loud. So loud that I could not hear Alex when he was talking to me. I don’t know what he said, then he grabbed my arm and brought me into a dark corner of the room. There was a table in the corner, you could see faint lines from where people had been doing drugs on it. He pushed me down on to the sofa and started kissing me. He smelled like weed, and tasted like cigarettes. I pushed him to tell him to get off of me. He didn’t. He just started kissing me deeper. He was much bigger than me, probably outweighed me by almost 100 pounds. I struggled, and tried to scream, though realized that would do no good, as the music was too loud. He started pulling up my skirt, and grabbing me, he grabbed my breast, and twisted my nipple, it really hurt. I continued to struggle, and try to get away but it was useless. I thought, He is going to rape me. Just then, another guy came over and tapped him on the shoulder, I figured I was saved, he could see the tears, he could see that I didn’t want to do any of this.
But No, I was wrong, Alex sat up, and pulled me with him. He picked me up and laid down on the couch and placed me on top of him. The other guy, climbed in behind me. He was much rougher that Alex, he scratched at my breast, and pulled hard on my nipples, and started biting my neck. Alex had two fingers in my pussy, with a third in my ass. I was an anal virgin, and I was terrified that they were going to rape my ass. Alex ripped off my dress, I was sitting on him with just my bra and panties and boots. I felt so exposed. There were about 20 people in the room, and no one seemed to care that they were about to rape me. Im sure there are many women out there in that club that would be totally willing to sleep with these two, I don’t know why they picked me.
The other guy picked me up from behind and laid me face down on the table with my legs hanging off of the end. He slammed his cock into my dry ass, and just began pumping, it hurt so bad, I was screaming and crying, and no one could hear me, no one would help. He kept pumping and I think I passed out, I remember the pain, I remember him slamming my ass with his monster 9 inch dick. Then somehow I was laying face up, with my wrists and ankles tied, and Alex was kissing my cheek, and my lips, really gently, then my neck, down to my breasts. He sucked on my nipple really slowly, then the other. I was trying to calm down, My ass was still sore from the brutal assault. I was afraid of what was going to come next. Alex continued to kiss me down my stomach, down to my pussy. He inserted two fingers and began sucking and kissing. It felt good. I was scared and turned on at the same time. He increased his tempo and started sucking harder, biting a little. Then, just as I was about to cum he stopped. He got up and got a strange looking thing, it was small, about the size of a shotgun shell, and it was attached to two black circles. He undid my leg ties, and slipped the black circles over my legs, then did up my ties again. He pushed it up on me all of the way up to the top of my legs. And the small part rested on my pussy. He had another small thing in his hand, it was a remote control. He hit a button and the bullet thing began to vibrate. It felt strange, good but strange. The music was still to loud to hear or say anything. He pulled my body down so that it was at the edge of the table. Then he took his clothes off. He had the biggest cock I have ever seen. It was at least 10 or 11 inches and as thick as a can of soda. I knew that even if he was gentle this was going to really hurt. He pulled my body down and slammed into me. I was screaming and crying again, I felt like I was giving birth. It hurt so bad, and he didn’t seem to care. He pumped and pinched and pulled my hair for what seemed like for ever, he didn’t cum, he just stopped.
Then he flipped me over, with the ties still in place, so my arms and legs were crossed. and I was face down. He slapped my ass really hard, and then stuck his cock in my ass. I was trying to move away from him. Remembering reading that if you relax your ass muscles, it hurts less. I was trying to relax my muscles, with the thing still vibrating in my pussy, My body started to respond. I started to feel good, I was moaning, and writhing, and then, at the same time, an orgasm unlike any orgasm I had ever had. It was fantastic. He fell asleep laying on my back, with his dick in my ass. I must have fallen asleep too, because when I woke up, he was gone, and I was untied. I was bleeding from my neck, my ass and my pussy, I had a black eye, and my ass was black and blue. I found my clothes, and got dressed and left. I went straight to the police station to file a report.

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Teenage Hormones pt. 2

From the shadows of the stairway, Becky secretly watches her big brother vigorously fuck their Mom in the dark family room. She wants him to fuck her like that and plots a way to get him into her bed.

Creative gestures

A typical married couple were lying in bed one night. The wife had curled up ready to go to sleep and the husband put his bed lamp on to read a book. As he was reading, he paused and reached over to his wife and started fondling her pussy. He did this only for a very short while. Then he would stop, and resume reading his book.
The wife gradually became aroused with this. Thinking that her husband was seeking some response as encouragement, before going any further, she got up and started stripping in front of him.
The husband confused, asked, “What are you doing taking all your clothes off?”
The wife replied, “You were playing with my pussy, I thought it was foreplay to stimulate making love with you tonight.”
The husband said, “No, not at all.”
Then the wife asked, “Well what the hell were you doing then?”
The husband replied, “I was wetting my fingers so I could turn the pages in the book.”

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A night at a lounge with my cousin and aunt part 1

.This is my first story. I am yet a virgin but through my imagination i created this story hope you all like it. Please neglect any mistake in grammar or spelling.I would appreciate your opinion. Thanks for reading.This is my first story. I am yet a virgin but through my imagination i created this story hope you all like it. Please neglect any mistake in grammar or spelling.I would appreciate your opinion. Thanks for reading.

LITTLE BOY VISITS WHOREHOUSE

There was this little boy about 12 years old walking down the sidewalk dragging a flattened frog on a string behind him. He came up to the doorstep of a house of ill repute and knocked on the door. When the Madam answered it, she saw the little boy and asked what he wanted. He said, “I want to have sex with one of the women inside. I have the money to buy it, and I’m not leaving until I get it.”
The Madam figured, why not, so she told him to come in. Once in, she told him to pick any of the girls he liked.
He asked, “Do any of the girls have any diseases?”
Of course the Madam said no.
He said, “I heard all the men talking about having to get shots after making love with Amber. THAT’S the girl I want.”
Since the little boy was so adamant and had the money to pay for it, the Madam told him to go to the first room on the right.
He headed down the hall dragging the squashed frog behind him. Ten minutes later he came back, still dragging the frog, paid the Madam, and headed out the door. The Madam stopped him and asked, “Why did you pick the only girl in the place with a disease, instead of one of the others?”
He said, “Well, if you must know, tonight when I get home, my parents are going out to a restaurant for dinner, leaving me at home with a baby-sitter. After they leave, my baby-sitter will have sex with me because she just happens to be very fond of cute little boys. She will then get the disease that I just caught. When Mom and Dad get back, Dad will take the baby-sitter home. On the way, he’ll jump the baby-sitter’s bones, and he’ll catch the disease. Then when Dad gets home from the baby-sitters, he and Mom will go to bed and have sex, and Mom will catch it. In the morning when Dad goes to work, the Milkman will deliver the milk, have a quickie with Mom and catch the disease, and HE’S the son-of-a-bitch who ran over my FROG!”

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Femdom

I’d been trying to bring bondage into our relationship for a few months. As a little girl, I’d always enjoyed games that involved tying each other up, be it cops and robbers, cowboys and Indians, whatever. I’d evolved into somewhat of a switch, finding almost equal joy in restraining and toying with others as I did being restrained.
My boyfriend had resisted all my attempts, citing weirdness, uncomfortablitiy, claustrophobia, and that he “didn’t want to do that” to me. After months of discussions to what bondage actually was and what it entailed (as opposed to the leather whips and chains misconception), he’d relented and started experimenting.
There was always a D/s aspect to our relationship. Inevitably, when one or both of us wanted to fuck, one or the other would assume a dominant role. He enjoyed having me get naked in front of him, and pushing my head down when I blew him. I enjoyed toying and teasing him until he couldn’t stand it any more.
We’d progressed to the point where we’d brought handcuffs into sex. “Here, put these on,” I told him, tossing him a pair of short linked cuffs as he walked into the bedroom one night. “Oh no, no no babe,” I told him as he started to slip them on. “Behind the back.”
He raised an eyebrow before shifting his arms behind him and clinking them shut. I walked over to him smiling, taking in the gorgeous sight of his helpless body. He was 5’11, towering compared to my 5’2, skinny at a little over 150 pounds, but all muscle.
I noted with some satisfaction that the bulge in his shorts had grown considerably larger. I’d worn a thin black tank top that showed all the cleavage my 36B breasts could afford. My white sweatpants did little to hide the black thong I wore, showing off my built ass and legs. At 130 pounds, I was very nearly a physical match for him. It made things like this all the better.
“My, I do like having you helpless,” I said with a smile, tracing my hand up his leg and brushing his hard 7’’ cock. I walked around behind him to find that he, once again, had cuffed himself loosely affording some means of escape.
“Well, not completely helpless,” I said to a questioning look by him. Before he could react, I tightened both wrists, locking him in until a time when I felt merciful.
“What’s the matter baby?” I cooed at his nervous look. “Did I ruin your safety net?” His look confirmed my comment. “Don’t worry, I’ll play nice.” I grabbed his cock and stroked it through his pants. Some of the nervousness faded into arousal as he loosened up, albeit slightly. “I love toys…and that’s what you are for me tonight. A toy.”
His gaze softened at that, getting more into the mood.
“Now,” I said, walking around him once more, allowing my eyes to wander lecherously, making him feel dirty for once. “You might be bigger and stronger than me, but none of that matters now,” I eyed him slyly, making sure he saw my eyes flit to his cock again. “But I think I need to be at a bit more of an advantage. I pulled myself close, breathing on his neck, pressing my body against him, increasing his arousal. I gave his ass a playful squeeze before running them up his body and slipping my hands under his thin and weathered T shirt.
It had several holes throughout over years of use and abuse, though it wasn’t one of his favorites. I deftly threaded my fingers through some of the holes, and in one swift motion ripped the fabric off his body.
Before he could protest I put a finger to his lips and ran the other hand up and down his bare chest, taking great care to run my fingertips lightly over his six-pack, down to the edge of his shorts. Smiling at him I slid the fingers an inch beneath the waistband, just car enough down so they brushed the tip of his cock, causing him to gasp suddenly before returning them to their place around his waste. Well, maybe a tad lower on his hips, giving me more skin to look at.
By now his cock was straining at his thin mesh shorts, a very apparent bulge beneath his waist. “Do you want to be freed?” I asked him. He nodded and smiled.
I stood back and watched him. “Well, go right ahead,” I told him. He hurried, his cuffed hands struggling to loosen his shorts. He managed to pull them down halfway to his thighs before wiggling to maneuver them down his legs. I couldn’t help but giggle at his eagerness. He went to work on his boxers, but I stopped him.
“That’s good enough for now,” I told him, holding them up. He looked disappointed, but his expression changed when I slid to my knees and slipped his cock out through the slit.
I slid it into my mouth, maintaining eye contact with him, enjoying the taste and the feeling of his hardness in my mouth. Recently, through some practice with a few ever willing bananas, I’d learned to deepthroat.
Inch by inch I slid his cock down my throat, never breaking eye contact until my chin reached his balls. He rolled his head back and moaned at the sight of me swallowing him whole. I deep throated him a few more times before pulling off, leaving him bewildered.
“There’ll be more for you later…if you’re a good boy. Now take those boxers off.”
He started to struggle with them, unable to pull them down thanks to the resistance his exposed cock was providing. After several minutes of struggling under my amusement, he finally managed to haul the front over his cock and work them down his legs. “Good boy,” I told him, reaching down to grab them and toss them aside. I made sure to straighten out slowly, giving him a nice long look at my ample cleavage.
I licked my lips and looked at his rock hard cock. “Having fun babe?” I asked him, not bothering not to stare. Out of the periphery of my vision I saw him nod eagerly.
I grabbed a backpack and pulled it over to where he stood. I stole a glance at him again and smiled, thoroughly enjoying the situation. I grabbed an implement and walked over to him, kneeling before him once more.
“What are you doing?” he asked nervously as I fiddled around his cock with the leather straps.
“I’m giving myself a bit more control.” I wrapped the device around about 4 inches of his shaft. It was a cock leash, giving me about a four foot length to lead him around by.
“Baby…” he started nervously, but I cut him off, giving a slight tug on the lead.
“Be a good boy now…it’s not like you have much choice.” I pulled, harder this time, forcing him to follow me around the room. He didn’t seem to be thrilled about it, but his cock was just as hard as it was before.
“Don’t look so glum baby, I’m having fun.”
I led him around the room a few more times before grabbing a chair and sitting him down, finally freeing his cock from the leather confines of the leash. I swung his arms over the low back of the chair and fastened the cuffs to one of the horizontal bars that made up the back of the chair.
I grabbed his cock and stroked it idly while kissing him full on the lips. “To make sure you can’t go anywhere,” I told him. I kissed my way down his body, stopping only to lick a ring around his head before grabbing more equipment and going to work on his ankles. I deftly tied them to each leg of the chair, further securing him.
“Nice,” I said, marveling at his helplessness, “but I don’t have quite the access I want.”
The chair was old, wooden and simple. There were two armrests that protruded from the back of the chair and rested on single dowels on either side. Since the chair was old, some of the glue wasn’t as effective as it used to me. I pulled both arms up and off of the dowels and removed them. Now the arms only stuck out from the back of the chair, leaving a space between them and the seat.
Before he could process what was happening, I pushed both legs wide of the dowel holes and replaced them, spreading his legs wide. Grabbing still more rope, I secured his legs to the arms of the chair.
“Now the fun can begin,” I taunted him, grabbing the bottom of my tank top and peeling it over my head. I wore no bra beneath, and my B’s cups dropped minutely at their freedom. It was his turn to lick his lips as he eyed me salaciously.
“Oops,” I said, tossing the tank top aside and walked in front of him. “Too bad you can’t do anything about it. I turned around, leaning towards him and started rubbing my ass against his cock. I knew the rough feeling of the cotton sweatpants would drive him wild.
He moaned as my ass worked his cock. I knew he wanted nothing more than to roughly grab my tits and pull me close to him, to thrust into me powerfully and take over sexually.
I wasn’t about to let that happen. I turned around and surveyed the carnage of my work. His head was rolled back and he was straining at his bonds. When his head lifted and he finally looked at me once more, I peeled my sweatpants down to reveal a miniscule black thong that barely covered my shaved pussy.
“Enjoy the view? I know I’m enjoying mine,” I said with a smile. I pulled up a stool and sat right in front of him, leaning over so my hair spilled onto his inner thighs and around his cock. I breathed on him lightly, causing him to jump within the ropes and strain to bring himself closer to my lips.
With some effort, he managed to inch himself close, just brushing my lips with the tip of his cock. A strand of precum fell making a line from his cock up to my mouth. I broke it with my tongue and gulped the tiny bit of sweetness down.
“That wasn’t very good,” I scolded him. “Do we need to restrain you some more?”
“No, I’m pretty stuck as it is,” he replied with a grin.
“Nonsense,” I said getting up and grabbing more rope. I wrapped several strands around his midsection, holding him straight against the back of the chair. I looped more around his thighs, restringing his legs further.
When satisfied I sat back down and resumed my position. He tried in vain to bring himself closer to me but the new bonds held him fast.
“Mmm,” I moaned, sliding him into his mouth, bobbing halfway down rhythmically for a few moments before pulling off. “I love sucking your cock babe,” I stroked it softly while looking into his eyes, “but I’m going to do it on my terms.”
Much to his disappointment, I stood and pulled something else from the backpack. I pulled it out of the case and snapped the shutter.
“What are you doing?” he asked nervously as I took picture after picture of his helplessness.
“Preserving the moment,” I replied sweetly, zooming in on his cock and snapping a few more pictures. Satisfied, I zipped it back in the case and sat down.
“Now, what can I do with you?”
“Blow me?” He replied begging.
I ran a fingernail lightly up his shaft causing him to shudder. “Eventually…but I want to have some more fun with you.” I looked at him slyly for a moment, running my hands up and down his inner thighs. “Actually, blowing you isn’t such a bad idea.”
I moved off the stool to my knees, this time taking the full length of him into my mouth. I strained the confines of my throat with his cock, holding down for several seconds before slowly sliding my lips back up to his head. I pulled off and stopped. “You have to do something for me…” He looked at me bewildered, unable to speak. “You have to let me know when you’re going to cum. Okay?” He nodded and I resumed sucking him, picking up my pace this time.
I placed my hands on his thighs as I shamelessly deepthroated him over and over again. I leaned my head back slightly with every upswing ensuring he could feel the full length of my tongue. I stared right at him, but before long his head was rolled back in ecstasy.
“Oh god, oh god,” he moaned repeatedly as I continued to pleasure him.
Before long, “Oh god, I’m gonna cum…” As soon as the words left his mouth, I stopped and pulled off. He stared at me, incredulous. “Don’t stop…please…”
“I don’t think you’re in a position to give orders,” I told him with a smile, enjoying his agony. “How bad do you want to get off tonight?”
“Tonight?” he breathed, begging.
“Yes, I have something you want…very very badly from the looks of things. What are you willing to do to get it?”
He paused for a moment. “What do you want?” He asked hopelessly.
I thought about it. “I want to do this more often…much more often,” I said, licking my lips at the thought of having more control.
“How often?”
“As often as I want,” I said, dropping the hammer.
“How often is that?” he asked nervously.
“Tsk, tsk, trying to set terms? Yes or no? Yes gets you the blowjob you so crave, albeit the way I want to do it.”
“Yes.”
“My, that was easy…you must be really horny.” He nodded emphatically.
I dropped back to my knees. “We’re going to this a little differently. You don’t have to tell me when you’re going to cum, but you do need to get permission. Cum to early, and need I remind you, you’ve got two nice sensitive balls…and no hands. Understand?”
He nodded. I smiled, maintained eye contact and began sucking him much more. The earlier action still preyed on his body. He was ready in no time. “Can I cum?” I swatted his thighs, hard. “Say please,” I demanded in the split second his cock was out of my mouth.
“Please may I cum?” Still looking at him, I shook my head. “Oh god,” he moaned, gritting his teeth and tensing up. At this pace, it wasn’t even fair. I slowed to an easier, but more agonizing rhythm, but did not stop working him with my mouth and tongue.
“Unh, unh, unh,” he grunted with each bob of my head. I could feel his cock start to twitch in my mouth. Seconds later…”please may I cum?” I shook my head again. “Oh god baby, I can’t take this much longer,” he pleaded, “please may I cum?”
I denied him once again, and increased my pace. His eyes went wide. I wrapped my hand tightly around my shaft, buying precious more seconds. He’d have been levitating out of his chair at that moment if the ropes hadn’t held him down. As it was he was hurting himself straining against them.
“Oh god, oh god, please, please, please…” was all he managed to get out.
This time I rewarded his patience by nodding, and moving my efforts to his head. “Ahh, fuck,” he screamed, before he bit down hard on his lip.
His cock swelled to a nearly impossible girth within me, holding for several seconds before squirting many hard streams into my mouth and down my throat. I moaned happily when his cum reached my tastebuds, reveling in the sweet saltiness.
He continued cumming hard for several more seconds before it finally died to a slow drip. I milked him with my hand, making sure to drain him completely. When I was satisfied I’d gotten the last drop, I pulled off him and showed him the massive load he’d dropped in my mouth. I could only hold it for a few seconds, and even then some dribbled down my chin. I swallowed and licked the last little trickle off my face.
“Good boy,” I said giving his weary cock a little pat.
I moved over to the pack and grabbed a collar. I fitted it around his neck and padlocked it shut.
“What?”
I put my finger to his lips.
“Shhh, you’re mine now.”

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A great show

Being a young man, I needed to relieve myself of sexual tension at least once a day. This usually took place when I went to bed, so I often masturbated before I went to sleep. I used an elaborate ritual to prolong the enjoyment rather than just a straightforward stimulation to climax. I would have the light on but the curtains drawn. I would rub myself slowly and leisurely over the covering blanket using long strokes from thighs via my crotch to my navel, and then when I was aroused, start to rub myself over my shorts but under the covers. This would arouse me further and I would eventually push the coverings down towards my feet. I would continue rubbing the front of my shorts over my now rising member and then carry on with the slow arousal by putting my hand inside until I was fully hard. I then pushed the shorts down to my ankles and finished the job. Following this, I had to wipe up. I would turn out the light and open the curtains.
In my younger days I had only rented a room, but I came into some money after the death of an aunt. Having better pay, I decided to buy a flat locally, as I could now afford a mortgage. I moved into an apartment in the centre of town. I naturally continued my nightly ritual unless I had had a lucky break elsewhere.
My bedroom looked over the road and the rear of the flat faced into the main site. I still kept the curtains drawn during my masturbatory procedures even though there was no building opposite with windows overlooking mine. The site was quite large and had more than one block. The neighbouring set of flats to mine was end on to my apartment and the end flat of that block had two windows opposite my rear bedroom.
On occasions I would sleep in the spare room at the rear for variety. One night, having followed my normal ritual, soon after a new neighbour had moved in. I saw that she was in her window as I drew back my curtains. She quickly stepped out of sight as though she had been caught looking. I did not think much about this until one morning I awoke and I saw that I had not for once pulled my curtains open the previous night. I had not realised how thin they were. They reflected the light from the room when it was dark outside, making them seem thick, but when it was daylight, I could see the next door building in considerable detail. It was also closer than I had appreciated. I wondered how much my new neighbour had seen. She was a widow I discovered. She usually exchanged pleasantries when we met in the grounds. I was not certain whether she knew which flat I lived in.
Anyway, one evening, I thought I would give her a show, to see if she was interested. I waited with my curtains open but with the lights out until I saw her light go on. I thought I could see slight movements even through her curtains, which were closed and then a light went on in another window. Again there were slight signs of movements. After a short while the second light went out and then the curtains were opened in the main window. I moved quickly towards the window and turned on my light making as though I had just come into my room. I then drew my curtains.
I proceeded to completely undress but slowly like a strip show in full view standing near my window. I slowly drew on my favourite shiny blue nylon shorts. I got into bed and began my routine. Only my lower body and legs would be visible to my watcher.
I accentuated my movements under the covers so that she could see, if she was watching, that I was in action as I had been on the earlier occasion, as she might have thought that there was nothing worth watching. I did not know for certain how much of my routine she had actually previously seen. My overt rubbing after I had moved the covers down to my feet, was followed by my usual stroking over my shorts and then the stimulation inside them. When fully erect, I performed an extra slow pulling down of my shorts so that my shaft was held down until the last moment and then it sprang violently free with, to me, an audible slap on my stomach. I then did a slow rub and with the hand further away from the window, so that she might have a better view, pulled back my foreskin and stroked my shaft topped by my exposed knob. I even wetted my fingers and rubbed them gently in circles to prolong the show. After a while, I thought she might be getting bored, so I began to stroke myself ostentatiously until I felt my orgasm approaching, and as I climaxed, I arched my back for her benefit, so that although presumably she could not see the results at that range, she would fully realise what was happening. I did not wait to clean myself up this time, quickly put out the light and opened the curtains.
I could plainly see my neighbour in her window. She made no attempt to hide. She must have been poleaxed by my show. I turned on the light again and went out of the room. I came back in slowly a moment later so that she could see plainly who she had been watching, before getting into bed and turning out the light. I wondered how she would react when we next met. She would not know that I knew what she had seen. Anyway, far from avoiding me or appearing embarrassed, she positively waylaid me and chatted away, ending with saying that she would invite me round for a drink sometime . What had she in mind, I thought. I was soon to find out.

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