Peeping at Camp
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Friday. It had been a very busy week. I had finally gotten the last of my new furniture delivered. Liking the way my living room now looked, the soft leather couch, chairs ... along with a deep mahogany coffee table and end tables. Something I had always wanted, but up until now, had never had. Karen had insisted on what I termed as scratchy floral printed couches and chairs after we had gotten married, and I had hated them. Now I had what I wanted as I stood there admiring my new digs. And even better, when Karen arrived tomorrow and saw my new set-up, it would be one more little reminder that I was now doing what I wanted ... and not what she did.
I had even spoken with her on the phone again briefly. At first thinking she had perhaps changed her mind about doing this, hoping she had. But she had only called to say she had gone out and purchased something she would be wearing, and that she hoped I liked it. Admittedly, I was interested in seeing. Karen always had had a nice body, no complaints there. So even if this did turn out to be the last Harrah, I'd have something a bit more pleasant to remember her by.
I pulled into the parking garage having just gotten back from the store where I now carried a case of Corona's in each hand. I was quickly learning that a six pack or two didn't go as far now as they normally did. Not in this neighborhood anyway. I was pleasantly surprised when I spotted Rub walking towards me, having obviously just come from the laundry room. I remembered then that she didn't work, or go to school on Friday's, suddenly hoping for some entertainment, though it was perhaps a bit early for a beer-job.
"Hey Rub!" I called out holding up the two cases of beer in my hands. She laughed, approaching.
"You having your own party today?" She asked.
"Actually, they're for tomorrow night," I told her. I was surprised when she sort of frowned at that, and then must have realized something.
"Sorry, I guess we forgot to tell you. Mom has a two drink maximum rule at her party. She doesn't want anyone getting drunk, and spoiling anything for everyone else."
"Great," I said ... though thinking I'd at least have plenty of beer on hand for the rest of the week.
"Oh, and I should also probably tell you, that today's refrain day too."
"Refrain day?"
"Yeah, everybody refrains from having an orgasm. That way, at the party ... everyone's already pretty damn horny, so it sort of speeds things up a little without wasting a whole lot of unnecessary time."
I didn't bother telling her I'd already broken that rule earlier this morning.
"Somebody should probably put together a handbook. You know, something they could pass out and give to all the new people who move in here? Maybe even put a disclaimer in the back, something about the Mole in there as well so there wouldn't be a whole lot of unexpected surprises."
Rub laughed openly. "Yeah, maybe we should at that. I'll even mention it to mother," she continued giggling as we walked along. Reaching the center court she stopped though, looking at her watch.
"You want to come up for a beer later?" I asked, though I already knew there'd be nothing else I could expect, not until tomorrow night anyway.
"Can't. Promised mom I'd help her get the placed cleaned and ready for the party tomorrow night," she told me. "So have to take a rain check on that. She looked at her watch again."
"You meeting someone?" I asked curiously, realizing she must have been.
"Yeah. Stacy and Jan. Said they'd meet me here at ten, I was running a little late. Hope they didn't go without me."
It was ten after ten now. "Go?"
She grinned. "Yeah, they need to make a payment at Moles. Said I wanted to go with them and see if they were able to set a new record. Wanna come?"
"I don't know." I laughed. "Had a dream about that last night. Actually, it wasn't even a dream, more like a nightmare. I dreamt I was Indiana Jones, and that I had fallen into a pit full of cum-spitting cock-snakes." I shuddered as I stood there thinking about it. "I think it's still one of the strangest things I've ever seen."
Rub again laughed. "Oh come on, come with us," she urged. "Eventually you'll get used to it," she assured me. Though I highly doubted that.
Having nothing better to do as I'd pretty much gotten all settled in, I reluctantly agreed. "Let me run up and put the beer away," I informed her, just as the girls suddenly appeared heading in our direction. "I'll be right back, tell them to wait for me."
I had noticed that there had been a painting crew over at Jan and Stacy's place the past couple of days. They were obviously having some work done, and were now on their way over to the Moles to make payment, and go for a new record according to Rub. I hurried upstairs, dropping my beer off, and then rejoined the girls downstairs where they all stood waiting for me.
"Too bad we can't watch you squirt too," Jan told me as we walked down the path heading over to the Moles place. "Sometimes I hate refrain day, but admittedly ... it does get me damn fucking horny just waiting for the party to arrive!" Obviously, the girls honored the tradition as well. Maybe there was something to it, as I promised myself I'd "refrain" from doing anything myself going forward. I had no idea how hard of a promise that was going to be to keep as I would soon find out.
We reached the back gate, letting ourselves in as Stacy walked over, opening the slot-drop, placing a small envelope inside, and then pressing the buzzer. As she did that, I stood there thinking to myself.
"I hate snakes." And even the term, "Toss me a rope!" Suddenly had a whole different meaning.
I stood there watching the hole in the dark black box suddenly open, even holding my breath as it did. Moments later, the Mole's mammoth meat met the waiting hands of Jan and Stacy as they caught it slithering out. It reminded me of one of those sausage makers seeing it coming out the way it did. And now I was worried I'd end up have an entirely different nightmare to look forward to.
With the girls standing on each side of it, both hands holding and now stroking the gigantic piece of sausage as I now saw it, there was still plenty of room for an extra pair of hands even then. As they stroked, caressed and teased the thing, it was almost as though they were coddling and toying with some sort of affectionate pet. And then I realized ironically enough ... Mole would be about the only person living in this complex that would actually experience an orgasm today. Though I was again reminded of my own early morning adventure and almost felt guilty about it.
"Look at this fucker leak!" Jan suddenly announced running one hand up and down its entire length, almost as though she were massaging it. Admittedly fascinated, I stood there watching as a very large dollop of clear fluid drooled from the massive looking eye-slit in the monster's great head. Looking more like a gaping maw of a mouth than that. Rub walked over, now taking the almost too heavy head of the thing in her hands, cupping and holding it as the girls continued to caress and stroke the thing with theirs. It continued to spew a great deal of its liquid venom as I thought of it, Rub's hands now glistening with the pearly-like substance. A long streamer of it now just barely attached to its mouth, hanging down what looked like almost a foot, dangling and swinging back and forth slightly as the girls continued stroking and playing with it. Finally it detached and landed with a sizeable splat on the floor beneath them.
"Maybe you should get one of those black towels ready," Rub informed me. "I think it's going to be a big one too!" She added to that.
I did as she asked, laying out the long black towel, stepping back again and looking up, just as to my horror, I saw Rub insert her pinky-finger into the mouth opening of the beast. I almost lurched at her, half expecting to see her take her hand away, missing her finger.
"Jesus!" I said instead, weirdly aroused, appalled, disgusted, and yet curiously excited too, as she stood there finger-fucking the damn thing.
And worse ... I now had a whole new image bouncing around inside my head. In two seconds time, I'd written an entire screen play, this time an X-rated version of the movie Dune ... only with "Sand cocks" instead of worms. And knew then as Rub continued to stand there fucking the thing with her finger, that I could indeed expect and entirely new kind of nightmare to invade my dreams at some point.
"It's getting redder and redder," Stacy announced unnecessarily. And surprisingly, for as large and thick as it was, it was pretty much standing up all by itself too. The girls no longer having the need to really support it the way they had been. I even found myself trying to peer in through the impossible to see through dark glass, wondering what the Mole physically looked like on his side of that hole. I could almost imagine seeing him hanging onto some sort of pulley system, using that as a counter-balance for the massive amount of meat and weight sticking out through the opening on this side.
"I think he's gonna come soon!" Rub now added to that, finally removing her finger, which I was delighted to see was still attached. Though she now wrapped both hands around the head, jacking that as Stacy and Jan continued to use both pairs of their hands in a weird sort of relay as they stroked down, letting go, reaching up and then stroking down again in perfect coordination.
"Yep! I think so too!" Stacy giggled as a thick fat drop of a whiter substance suddenly boiled at the tip. "Any moment now!"
I stood back, well out of the way. The Mole's massive purple tipped head lifting all by its self suddenly, it's now gapping maw expanding even further, another second, even bigger bubble of white cream appearing, almost as though the beast was foaming at the mouth. And then it spit.
"FUCK!" I bellowed, watching it ... as we all did. A massive stream of white cream suddenly skyrocketing into the air, well short of the mark ... but impressive enough. The great beast seemed to teeter for a moment, once more lifting, holding as Jan and Stacy held onto it like aiming a fire hose.
"This time for sure!" One of them cried out, though I paid no attention to which one of them had said that. The second explosion only then erupting, another great rope of cum suddenly shooting out of the head of the Mole's dick. Almost as though it were in slow motion, we all watched. Watched it as it defied gravity, a thick coil of spunk that far surpassed anything I'd ever done myself before. It shot out up into the air, followed quickly by another, even before the second one had reached its zenith. And even I knew before it had landed, this would be a record setting toss and then some.
"We're gonna need two towels in the future!" Rub said in amazement. It didn't take a cum-expert to know that the Mole's dick had sent the second spurt of cum flying well over and beyond the end of the first towel, easily surpassing the best mark by a good foot or more. And though the third and forth shots had landed far shorter than that one ... the volume of spunk that now dotted and splattered the dark towel was impressive. Almost ... almost ... as good as my own.
Like I said. It wasn't so much about distance for me, as it was the number of actual ejaculations and volume. My personal record, though I didn't divulge this to the girls at the time, was fourteen. The really sad part there was. I had no one that could authenticate that for me at the time when it had happened either.
What had been only moments ago a very hard, very stiff rod of fleshy-steel, suddenly drooped, falling, even slapping against the side of the glass box as neither girl had made any attempt to catch it. And then just like a snake again, retreating back into its hideaway, I watched the rapidly dwindling behemoth slide up the wall, and then disappear back into its hidey-hole once again.
Once more the girls stood washing and cleaning their hands. I joined them in doing so, even though I hadn't touched anything. "Well, I bet someone gets a freebee after that one!" Stacy exclaimed almost proudly.
"A freebee?" I asked.
"Yeah, it was three days after his last world record shot before anyone ever saw him stick his dick out again. I bet it's at least a week this time," she added to that. It almost made me wish I had things that needed doing.
As we turned to leave, heading back through the gate, Jan looked down, noticing what soon after everyone else did. "Damn Tom! Is that thing as hard and as big as I think it is?"
Ok, so maybe it wasn't nearly as big as the horse-cock we'd just left, but it was at the very least every bit as hard, if not harder than his had been. And worse, there was a sizeable wet spot covering the front of my beige jeans too. As weird, strange and halfway revolting as that had all been, it had been oddly arousing as well, more so because of the way all three girls stood there stroking and playing with it. No wonder the Mole came as hard as he had!" I thought considering it, feeling my cock throb in hopeful expectation. Though all thought of that happening evaporated a moment later.
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Now as I was saying, I have always been trying to see her naked. It has gone from watching her through her bedroom window to standing outside the shower door hoping she decides to come out naked. I had never been able to formulate a very good plan until I found out a little secret about the upstairs bathroom. In the bathroom there is an entrance to the attic. The doors to the attic, however, are the doors with the wooden panels are facing downward so you can see through them easily. ...
this happened for a few nights, no big deal, but one night as i fell alseep, i awoke to something magical.... first off, in the morning, everyone in the house gets ready for work and i sleep in as i have my own courses to take care of. everyone is out of the house early, leaving me and her younger sister still in the house as she prepares for school. one morning i awoke as i could hear music and something of a conversation. as i came out of my slumber, i realized i could now see...
Julie turned in front of the mirror, admiring herself. “Not too shabby for an old lady,” she thought to herself, as she walked out of her dressing area. Her forty-five year old body was stuffed into a swimsuit that was skimpier than she would have been comfortable wearing if she weren’t in the privacy of her own home. These spring days in South Texas are what made living there worth putting up with the hot summers. The sun shone brightly in the clear, blue sky, but the air was pleasantly...
Introduction: The following story is true. Well some of it is true. Ok, the only part that is true is that I did have a paper route and I did maturbate a lot when I was 13. Everything else is purely from my dreams. Onlyl my second story attempt, and the first one that I think I can make into a series. If you have negative remarks, make them constructive please, dont just say that it sucks. Thats an opinion, not a criticism. Hope you enjoy it. I had an early morning paper route. It was a good...
This was a sickness. A sickness that I had to find help for or get under wraps. Sooner or later this kind of behavior is going to get me into trouble. There was no denying that I had to watch whatever seemed to be the least bit arousing to me. More than that though, I needed to understand the fascination. Where there more out there just like me? I turned to the only thing rational where I could find the answers to all of my questions. I went to google and started my search. It didn’t take long...
The office couple. They sit so close to one another at lunch it’s like they are joined at the hip. I watch them and notice how he just brushes the side of her thigh as they eat. God the way he looks at her. Of course I can’t take my eyes off of them, staring rudely as I swallow mouth fulls of coffee. She’s the worst kind of tease too, leaning in and whispering what I imagine are obscenities right into his ear, watching how his eyes buldge out of his head, grinning and gripping at her thigh...
His hands were tangled in my hair, tugging my head up and down. I fought off the urge to gag but how much more could I take of his relentless throat fucking? ‘That’s better…I knew you could do better’. His words trailed off into a low guttural moan. My mouth strained to keep him there, in the deepest hollows of my throat. ‘Dirty, dirty girl. See what happens when you put yourself in dangerous predicaments? Spying on us like that…this is exactly what you wanted isn’t it?’ My eyes lifted...
Summer nights were warm and drowsy. I went outside to get some air and noticed the light on in the house next door. I walked quietly to the house and peaked in the window. The shade was drawn, but there was a little strip of light not covered. I saw the neighbor’s 19 year old daughter sitting on the edge of the bed. She only had on panties and a thin bra. Her bed was near the window so I could see clearly. My penis surged inside my pants. The girl got up and walked over to her dresser. Her...
So I guess it all started in the shower, as these stories sometimes do. You see I live in a house with my wife, child and sister in law. That came about because we took over the bills and house when her parents moved out of state last month. In this house the bathroom door does not shut all the way, a little crack is left open though you can’t see anything through it, as there is a wall in the way. So in better description you would open the door to an immediate wall on the right going...
i wake to my phone ringing and look at the clock its 4am who could be calling me at this time of the day 'hello' i say answering my phone'time to get up come over to the window you better be nude' the black guy from next door saysi get up and walk to the window as i always sleep in the nude i don't have to take anything offi look out the window and see the black guy fully clothed staning watching me from next door'take hold of you cock get it hard then ask me nicely if you can have a wank' he...
i was looking out of my bedroom window i could see into the neighbours bedroom they were on the bed fucking really getting into it she is a hot blonde milf with tits like g****fruits he is a black dude with a huge cock which is sliding in and out of her tight cunt i can't help it my cock starts to stiffen so i pull down my trousers and take hold of my cock and start stroking it its hard now but nowhere near the size of that huge black cock sliding in and out of that fantastic blonde they roll...
I was hooked and now paid attention to every movement my neighbor made. It had only been a couple of nights since I last watched her but I had to see more. I found myself waiting and watching out the window to see when she would come home. For the next three days she never got home until after one in the morning and immediately her apartment would go dark. By the fourth night I was gust about to give up. But I was obsessed with what I had seen and I had to see more. That night when I saw her...
Day two I could not resist th temptation to go back to the apartment looking for more. The Tennant i was watching was irrisistable and the game was afoot.... I waited for her to get home it was past 11 and well past the time my grandmother went to bed. I went out to the yard to go for a walk but I really only had one intent... to spy on the neighbor.It turned out that She would not disappoint. She arrived home somewhat early for her and as she drove up into the yard I got ready.I picked a dark...
Last week on my day off I decided that I would get up early and go for a jog then head to the swimming pool for a few lengths. I must have been swimming for about 45 miaswhen i looked up and noticens when I decided I had had enough so I grabbed a quick shower and headed back to the communal changing room as I sat down on the bench of my cubical I noticed that there was a tiny spy hole just at the front on my cubical wall. When I looked up and noticed the hole I heard somebody move in the next...
Ed stood in the lobby of his apartment building slowly going through his mail. He flipped through the stack slowly, looking up between each piece to see if she was coming. She was 5F; at least that was her apartment number. He stalled with his mail to see if she would come in according to schedule. That she lived in 5F was perfect; it was perfect because her apartment was directly across the courtyard from his.Ed looked up one last time and in she strolled. The setting sun streamed through door...
A few years ago on my way home from work late on a pitch dark, winter night. The snow had not come to any great extent. Despite the street lighting, the streets were still relatively dark. I walked through a residential area which was bordered by dense forest on one side. There was little footpath that ran along the property line to the houses, it was almost dark always because someone had amused themselves by kicking lampposts so that the lights broke. Most houses were in darkness, but here...
I was in my bedroom and as always I was naked. My curtains were open as always because I love to think someone may see me. I went to the window just to look at the beautiful day. I looked at the house across the back and there was a man standing in the window with binoculars. I thought it was Andy the man who lived there but looking closer it looked like a young man because his shirt was off and had a great body. Andy is fat. I decided to give whoever it was a show. I started to rub my pussy,...