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Slave
Registration Date: 06-27-2006
Posts: 179
Mistress Or Master Or Slave: Slave
Level: 38 [?]
Experience: 1,226,595
Next Level: 1,460,206
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Peter crawled in the deep grass until he was hidden behind the wood make-shift utility shed. He shifted his position into a squat, and then flicked the dirt and debris that had embedded into his jeans. Leaning slightly to the left, he prepared to take in the view before him.
He had been watching Ginny for the last two months. She and her family had moved into the house next door and things could not have worked out better for Peter. Ginny had taken the room whose window was directly across from his. And even more, she had a habit of not closing the blinds.
Every night at about one a.m., he would perch down beneath his window sill and watch Ginny as she came into her room. She maintained a ritualistic routine, which Peter came to appreciate and work to his advantage. The first thing she always did was strip down to her bra and panties. That never changed, although the color of her lingerie always did. Peter?s favorite was the red half-cup bra and the lacy matching g-string.
Next, she would sit at her dressing table and apply a night cream to her face and neck. Her delicate hands would then slowly make her way down to get the skin above her chest. This was the time that Peter would remove his cock from his underwear and start to slowly stroke it.
Peter never had long to wait until her fingers unclasped the bra she wore and slid it off her small pear-shaped breasts. The sight of them never failed to make him groan. They sat high and perky and her nipples seemed constantly erect. Ginny would apply more cream to her hands, and then rub them vigorously together before massaging the lotion into her chest.
His cock would jerk when she stood from her table and inspected the rest of her body in the mirror. Her movements were always slow and graceful while she circled. How he wanted to reach out and grab her firm buttocks. He squeezed his cock hard as Ginny applied the cream over her pliant ass cheeks and down her legs.
His moment would end soon. She always slipped on a long t-shirt before she removed the pair of panties she wore. He had never seen her pussy. Not yet, but someday he would. That was one of his goals.
Today looked like it might be the day. He had followed Ginny and her new beau, Rick, to the park. She had looked particularly enticing dressed in a small tight crop top and a skirt that barely covered the cheeks of her ass. Peter felt slightly possessive when he watched Rick?s hand reach down to squeeze the butt he longed for.
He couldn?t really be mad at Rick. No one knew of his obsession with Ginny, not even Ginny herself. In fact, she barely noticed him. But she would. One day. Until then, Peter was content to watch his fair-haired beauty from afar.
He strained in his hiding position to hear the words that passed between Rick and Ginny but all he could make out was her light laugh as it filled the air. They fell into long kisses and playful gropes. Peter?s cock jerked when Rick?s hand slipped beneath her skimpy top.
He gasped when Rick lifted her shirt away from her body. She was wearing red. He debated getting closer to them. On agile feet, he stalked around the shed for better position. The two soon to be lovers were too wrapped up in each other to notice.
Ginny moaned as Rick?s mouth enclosed one of her nipples, slowly sucking it into his mouth. She pulled his head further into her, enjoying his manipulation of her small bud. Peter released his throbbing prick from the confines of his now-tight jeans as Ginny?s head lolled back in pleasure.
Soon, Rick slipped his hands to the hem of her skirt and slowly raised it over her hips and ass. Ginny?s skin glistened in the streaming hot sun. As if especially for Peter, Rick turned Ginny so that he had a full view of her sweet bottom. The line of her g-string was the only interference he had of seeing her totally naked ass. That, and Rick?s hands as they gripped and pulled on her supple flesh.
He had full view once more when Rick?s hand returned to the front. Although Peter couldn?t see, he imagined Rick?s hand sliding slowly down the front of her panties before allowing a finger to find her hot hole. He stroked his cock faster now thinking of her wetness and musky essence.
With his fingers in the waistband of her stringed underwear, Rick slowly slid them down her legs until she stepped out of them obligingly. The moment Peter had waited for was soon upon him. Rick turned Ginny to face away from him, giving Peter his first look at Ginny?s pussy. Her curls were light and shone in the midday sun, but stopped short of her pink lips. There she was completely bare except for the slick juices that covered them.
Peter almost groaned aloud at the sight. He stroked his cock with lust as Rick entered her from behind. She was slightly bent over and her small breasts jiggled with each thrust. He stroked his engorged cock in time to Rick?s pounding. The squeals and staccato sounds coming from Ginny urged him on.
Rick?s grip tightened on Ginny?s hips and he drove into her deeply before calling out his oncoming climax. In a quick movement, Ginny turned and dropped to her knees and engulfed Rick?s pulsating member. He shot hot gobs of cum into her waiting mouth. At the same time, Peter had also jerked off to orgasm. His pearly seed had fallen to the ground below.
?That was for you, Ginny,? he whispered as he tucked his emptied cock into his pants. He stayed hidden while the two spent lovers dressed and got ready to leave. Very soon he would find the right time to approach Ginny, just not yet. A few more voyeuristic encounters would show him exactly what she liked and wanted. Armed with that knowledge, he would be able to offer her exactly what she needed.
And if not, he would always enjoy the moments in secret she gave him.
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Watching Ginny
