she did.
Nice boobs, he thought and smiled. Mmmmmm…wish I
could…but he never allowed the idea to cross his mind. In her room
and in her bed, she sat up, reading. Naked. What was she reading?
He had no idea. He was back in the bathroom, in her shower,
waiting. Finally after ten minutes, he snuck out. He waited another
couple seconds. He walked out of the bathroom. In the hallway he
wanted to go. He heard her cry. Tears? Is she crying? What the
heck? Dumb book, he thought.
Then, out of nowhere, all of a sudden he heard
something else. What the heck? Huh, he thought…what…huh…what did
she…what’s she doing? He listened more intently. Oh my…oh my
freaking god! Is that what I…is that what I…think it is? The young
woman, after having cried just seconds earlier, was moaning. He was
sure of it. His nature was to go up there and watch her do it to
herself. Nooooo, he thought. Uh uhh…don’t do it he thought
again.
“Oh…god yes…yes…mmmmm” he heard again and
again.
Was she fingering her pussy? Was she, he asked
himself. He listened. She cooed and moaned and he tried picturing
what it was she was doing to herself. Her boobs, her pussy, and
what else he wondered…what else? Suddenly he felt himself growing
excited too. All of a sudden, he felt a tingling, down inside his
legs. Oh fuck…not…now, he thought. His hand crawled down. He felt
his dangling cock. Oh shit…no…not now, he told himself. His eyes
closed as he listened to her uttering those sweet words of desire
in every breath but at the same time his hand…his precious thief
hands caressed his own manhood. This is…ohhhhhh freaking
god…noooo.
“OHHHH GOD YES” he heard her call out. “I
WANT…YOU” she said louder. “TAKE THESE…TAKE THEM…HOLD THEM…DO IT TO
THEM” he heard her cry out. “YES…UHHHH YES…OH AHHH…OHHH…MMMMMM,
JUST LIKE THAT. YES LIKE THAT. DO ME BABY…DO ME. DO ME…SUCK ON
ME…EVERYWHERE BABY” he heard.
His eyes, still closed, wanted to do her body
all over. His belly hurt. His thighs ached too. He felt his cock
grow, painfully, and he wished…he wished and he wanted her to feel
him grow. He desired her warm tender hands. He desired her soft
eyes on him too. He desired those expressions he’d seen daily as
well. Her smile. Yes, her smile, to him, was eternal as eternal
could be. Fuck…fuck…this is all…wrong, but…god I…
“COME…BE WITH ME” he heard her say again.
Huh, what… It’s as if she…knows. And it was. It
was as if she knew he was around the corner. How could she, he
asked himself. How…how…he was a pro. No one ever knew. It had been
reported. It had been written about more then enough times. Nobody
but nobody knew who he was so how could she know? How, he asked
himself.
She stood up. She wanted sex, badly. No, she
wanted a man to be with her…somebody who would love her, forever.
This book, which she’d read twice already, had led her to some of
her greatest orgasms she could ever recall. “Oh how I wish I had
someone to…to do all this with” he heard her say more quietly.
“Ohhh how…I wish…god…to be with a nice and gentle lover. A man…a
real man” she went on to say.
He grew hungrier. He had to leave. Had to, he
told himself, but this cute younger woman was pleading for the love
of a man, and he was right there, in her home. Go to her. Go on, go
to her, and tell her why you are there. Don’t lie. Be honest. Be
sweet. Be truthful. Just be yourself, he thought. He put down the
bag. He opened his eyes. He set his frame of mind. Do it…do it…
Just do it, he kept saying. And as he thought it he also thought of
her naked, curvy figure, and those sweet and perky boobs, too.
He did it. She was sitting there on her bed. Her
back was to his. He swallowed, hard. Her hair hung down past her
bare shoulders. With a slight tan, he thought she looked great.
God, look at her body. As it rolled downward, he watched it
“tumble” and as it did it turned inwards
Nice boobs, he thought and smiled. Mmmmmm…wish I
could…but he never allowed the idea to cross his mind. In her room
and in her bed, she sat up, reading. Naked. What was she reading?
He had no idea. He was back in the bathroom, in her shower,
waiting. Finally after ten minutes, he snuck out. He waited another
couple seconds. He walked out of the bathroom. In the hallway he
wanted to go. He heard her cry. Tears? Is she crying? What the
heck? Dumb book, he thought.
Then, out of nowhere, all of a sudden he heard
something else. What the heck? Huh, he thought…what…huh…what did
she…what’s she doing? He listened more intently. Oh my…oh my
freaking god! Is that what I…is that what I…think it is? The young
woman, after having cried just seconds earlier, was moaning. He was
sure of it. His nature was to go up there and watch her do it to
herself. Nooooo, he thought. Uh uhh…don’t do it he thought
again.
“Oh…god yes…yes…mmmmm” he heard again and
again.
Was she fingering her pussy? Was she, he asked
himself. He listened. She cooed and moaned and he tried picturing
what it was she was doing to herself. Her boobs, her pussy, and
what else he wondered…what else? Suddenly he felt himself growing
excited too. All of a sudden, he felt a tingling, down inside his
legs. Oh fuck…not…now, he thought. His hand crawled down. He felt
his dangling cock. Oh shit…no…not now, he told himself. His eyes
closed as he listened to her uttering those sweet words of desire
in every breath but at the same time his hand…his precious thief
hands caressed his own manhood. This is…ohhhhhh freaking
god…noooo.
“OHHHH GOD YES” he heard her call out. “I
WANT…YOU” she said louder. “TAKE THESE…TAKE THEM…HOLD THEM…DO IT TO
THEM” he heard her cry out. “YES…UHHHH YES…OH AHHH…OHHH…MMMMMM,
JUST LIKE THAT. YES LIKE THAT. DO ME BABY…DO ME. DO ME…SUCK ON
ME…EVERYWHERE BABY” he heard.
His eyes, still closed, wanted to do her body
all over. His belly hurt. His thighs ached too. He felt his cock
grow, painfully, and he wished…he wished and he wanted her to feel
him grow. He desired her warm tender hands. He desired her soft
eyes on him too. He desired those expressions he’d seen daily as
well. Her smile. Yes, her smile, to him, was eternal as eternal
could be. Fuck…fuck…this is all…wrong, but…god I…
“COME…BE WITH ME” he heard her say again.
Huh, what… It’s as if she…knows. And it was. It
was as if she knew he was around the corner. How could she, he
asked himself. How…how…he was a pro. No one ever knew. It had been
reported. It had been written about more then enough times. Nobody
but nobody knew who he was so how could she know? How, he asked
himself.
She stood up. She wanted sex, badly. No, she
wanted a man to be with her…somebody who would love her, forever.
This book, which she’d read twice already, had led her to some of
her greatest orgasms she could ever recall. “Oh how I wish I had
someone to…to do all this with” he heard her say more quietly.
“Ohhh how…I wish…god…to be with a nice and gentle lover. A man…a
real man” she went on to say.
He grew hungrier. He had to leave. Had to, he
told himself, but this cute younger woman was pleading for the love
of a man, and he was right there, in her home. Go to her. Go on, go
to her, and tell her why you are there. Don’t lie. Be honest. Be
sweet. Be truthful. Just be yourself, he thought. He put down the
bag. He opened his eyes. He set his frame of mind. Do it…do it…
Just do it, he kept saying. And as he thought it he also thought of
her naked, curvy figure, and those sweet and perky boobs, too.
He did it. She was sitting there on her bed. Her
back was to his. He swallowed, hard. Her hair hung down past her
bare shoulders. With a slight tan, he thought she looked great.
God, look at her body. As it rolled downward, he watched it
“tumble” and as it did it turned inwards
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