A young man's summer [full story] - Sex Stories

A young man's summer [full story]

... the wall in front of me, by the time my orgasm subsided and my vision cleared, Marge had thrown on a housecoat and left the bathroom. I had some binoculars, and for the next few weeks, I would slip out to the tree house and try to catch Marge in the shower again, this was only successful a few times, because as I figured out, she would only shower in the evenings when she was planning to fuck her husband Ray. A few times I watched him shower too, learning that despite the guy’s large size, his cock was only about 6 inches long, but pretty thick. Over the span of several weeks I watched them fuck in nearly every room on that side of the house, sometimes it was almost like they were putting on a show, like the time Marge accosted her husband in the dinning room and had him bend her over a chair with her facing the sliding glass doors, while he pounded her from behind, her large tits bouncing and swinging around wildly, then she jumped away from him and took his dick in her mouth while she finished him off. Marge seemed to enjoy sucking Ray’s hairy dick and would hump his leg as she slavered his cock with her full lips. I spent much of this show time slowly jacking off, imagining it was my dick in her mouth. What Marge really seemed to like was the times she got on top her husband and would plant her hairless cunt on his face as she sucked his dick, this almost always resulted in her having a violent orgasm as she jerked him off into her mouth. Watching those sessions, ...

... meant I would explode through one orgasm and never stop jacking until blasting off another one, my cock and hand foamed with spent cum that I’d used for lubricant. Like most teenagers, I normally didn’t get up very early, just enough time to shower and head out for school, but one morning I was up before daylight taking a piss and noticed Marge’s bathroom light on, I could see enough to tell it was her husband showering and getting ready to leave for work. By 5 AM he headed out, I tracked this progress by watching the lights come on alternately in the bathroom, bedroom, kitchen and garage. Once her husband was gone, Marge appeared in the large window in their bedroom, they rarely pulled the d****ries because you couldn’t see into it except from up high like in the tree house. I couldn’t actually see her but the shadow on the back yard told me where she was. Afraid she my see me, I turned off the light in my bathroom then, grabbing my binoculars and a jacket, I slipped out of the basement door, and scampered across the yard, quickly climbed up into the tree house and took position back away from the window so that the shadow hid me from any casual glances at my hideout. What I saw astounded me and brought my dick to an instant raging hardon. Marge was laying back on the bed, with her legs spread wide, her fingers buried in her wet gaping pussy. She was turned sideways on the bed giving me a spectacular view right up between her legs and the site made my dick jump and drip ...