Everything Is Good In My Holiday Home - Part 2 of 7 - Sex Stories

Everything Is Good In My Holiday Home - Part 2 of 7

... in the hedge. It had been expanded and completely destroyed after my last trip, so I couldn't possibly use it as my hideout anymore. I tried several other holes instead, but they were much smaller and resulted in reduced visibility. I absolutely could not get a proper look in there. I came close to ripping one of the smaller holes apart, but the spectacle would only draw unnecessary attention.

After trying all the holes in the hedge, I boldly decided to give the extended opening a try anyway. Cunningly hidden behind a fairly safe cover, I peered thoughtfully out of with one eye. I spotted a mini speaker which was the source of the pounding music but also distinguished sound quality. It played the song "Misery" by Maroon 5, and stood next to one of the white garden chairs on the terrace. The adrenaline kicked in when I drove from the mini-speaker up to the garden chair with a slow elevator look.

"Oh yeah!" I cheered inwardly. On top of the white garden chair, the daughter lay and I was instantly turned on, feeling the electric impulses of excitement coursing through me. They reached down between my legs, where a throbbing sensation in my crotch began to increase.

"I wonder what awaits me in terms of precious treasures," I thought with a smug smile on my face, and thoughtlessly peeked out with the other eye too. I now had my whole head through the hole, and a clear view of the neighboring tenant. The young daughter lay on her stomach while the sun thoroughly licked ...

... her delicious body with its sharp and warm rays. I was envious and I tried to fantasize what it would be like to be the sun and see her from a bird's eye view and be over her. The tanned skin was smeared with a good layer of oil, making it look smooth and appetizing.

"I want to know how that lovely body would taste in my mouth?" I thought, imagining a warm, fresh and slightly salty taste from the mild sun sweat on her body.

Her legs were slightly spread, and I followed them with my gaze until I reached her sexy and plump thighs, where my gaze was sucked into the wonderful gap between the legs. The cobalt blue panties were tight, while the string had crept up well between the balls.

"Fuck man, what a view!" I continued further up and discovered to my utter astonishment that she was not wearing her cobalt blue bra.

"She's only wearing her panties!" confirmed my inner voice as I saw her bare back. I put the smoking instrument from my hand to my mouth, and took a deep and satisfied puff. I held the smoke in and concentrated on the buzzing whoosh that emerged. I lifted my head back, closed my eyes and felt every tingle it gave.

When I opened my eyes again a little later and looked up at the terrace, I met the young girl's gaze. She had turned over on her back, and sat half up with her elbows resting on the cushion. The sight of the solid round boxes that had been set free was the first thing my brain registered. What a pair of fantastic good jades. Just as round and ...