Home Alone

I giggle a little and agree..."gee, thanks alot...both of you" :)

I sit on the couch and pull out a stack of magazines from my gym bag...everything from sports illustrated to playboy :)

"Ummm, what we do is offer subscriptions to major magazines at a reduced rate, and for every one we do that magazine gives a donation to our school" :)

"Usually there is something for everyone, this is about 20 of the magazines that are most popular...if your looking for something else I have a list of about 100 different ones"

I smile alot and try my best to not seem too overbearing, since I already was complemented for not coming on too strong... :)
 
I have been watching my neighbor Jace, for almost a year now. It started out so innocent...One day he walked by his front window at the same moment I was gazing out mine. I found him to be so irresistibly attractive that I found it hard to stop looking.
It was not too long after that I bought the binoculars. I guess my dramatically slowed down social life was pushing me to the edge.
Soon, I found that I could look from my upstairs bedroom window directly into his. The binoculars aided so much in seeing the details of his life. He has the most beautiful girlfriend, I loved watching the two of them make love. Especially the long nights of "gentle" S&M. He would tie her to the bed and take total control of her. It was fascinating to watch.
I found out his name by stealing mail out of his box. I began to learn his habits and new when it was safe to snoop. I even went so far as to sneak into his house (everyone keeps the spare key under the mat).
His house smelled of vanilla and vaguely of Pine Sol. If it doesn't smell clean, it isn't clean, as my mom used to say. I went straight to his bedroom and laid on the bed that I have watched him on so many times. I wrapped his feather down comforter around me and both my mind and my hands started to explore the possibilities ...I knew he would be home soon, so I pleasured myself thinking of him and his beautiful girlfriend and left to wait for him to come home.
That was yesterday and my skin is still warm from my touch, my fingers still smell like me, and I am still wanting him.
I watch him now and he has two very attractive women in his living room. One, I recognize as the new neighbor, the other I have never seen before.
 
Jace

I listen to what Jenni says, but my attention is else where. One of the magazines she took out is a Playboy, another is a slightly more hardcore porn magazine, both of which she tries to hide under the others she pulled out before they can be noticed. Her comment on these magazines being the twenty most popular seems sincere, though she is a bit flustered now. Seems pretty obvious that those two are among the ones that a lot of guys order.

But as I said, my attention is elsewhere. Her top is a bit low cut, giving me a good view of those lovely teen breasts. And they quickly flick over to Angel, watching as her's gently rise and fall with her breath.

Get a hold of yourself Jace. Don't let those two magazines cause you to do this.
 
Angel:

"Your school promotes Playboy?" I almost started laughing. What on earth was education coming to these days?

"Well erm...you wouldn't happen to have magazines for girls?" I asked.

As I glanced over at Jace, I noticed he was a little flushed. Probably from the magazines. Men.
 
I blush deep red...naughty mags are fun to look at alone but trying to sell them to people is a different story... :)

"Giggle, ya....ummm, as I said these are just the most popular ones....theres also playgirl, cosmo, womens day, and seventeen here....(I hand you the list) theres also alot more that you can order from ofcourse" :)

I handed her the list hoping that she wouldnt wanna preview the other magazines....I know how looking at them gets me all creamy inside...and Im not sure if this is the right place for that :) Oddly enough, even the playboy got me going...I looked it over when they were first handed out, you know, just to see what the boys all drooled over...and I found myself getting turned on as well...Ive fooled around with girl friends before but nothing hard core....maybe I was just too afraid :)

"whew...ummm, I hate to bother, but could I please have a glass of water or something....its kinda hot in here" :)
 
Jace

"Uh, sure, not problem," I say, theough it doesn't really feel hot.

I get Jenni a glass of water, and without thinking I say, "Maybe you should undo your blouse a little. It is kinda hot in here." Then I realize what I just said. "Uh, forget what I said, heat must be affecting my brain."
 
Angel:

With every magazine she mentioned, the cover pictures began to flash through my mind. I was not a fervent fan of these hardcore magazines, but a couple of issues here and there were enough to get me off just wondering.

I took a deep breath, as I too began to feel the heat of the moment. The weather was by no means hot though.

"Jace will you be a dear and get me a glass too?" I asked.
 
I watch through the binoculars as Jace and the women look over some...papers? maybe? I can't quite make out what they are doing. What I am getting is a very good view of is the younger woman's (girl's ?? she seems to be wearing a school uniform)...breasts as she leans over to grab more papers/books?? from a bag. They are almost perfect. Smaller then mine, but they look very inviting.
Jace has just gotten up from the sofa and heads toward the back of the house.
I begin to wonder what is going on in Jace's mind. Is this an innocent view I am watching or is his cock straining in his tight Levi's, thinking of these two woman.
I get a great view of his magnificent ass as he walks away and I continue to watch.
 
Jace

"Ok. Two waters coming up."

God, is it really hot? It doesn't feel that way to me. It's early October, so it should be kinda cool. Still the weatherman said we're in the midst of an Indian summer. Maybe it is hot outside I I just haven't noticed. Of course there are two very sexy ladies in the other room. It could be hot outside and I just don't realize it being around them.
 
"Ya it is pretty hot..." Ummmmm, well I have to check one more house before I go so how about I leave these here for now and Ill go check the last house for an order and Ill be back in 15 min or so? I get up....straightening my clothes and smiling at my lovely hosts...."Giggle, so dont go nowhere...Ill be back soon" :)

With that I leave and go across to the last house....Knock Knock :)
 
The younger girl suddenly gets up off the sofa, grabs her bag and walks out the door.
I quickly put down the binoculars and move inward from the window. I can see her walking across the street and for a flash, I think she in on her way to my house. Well, she must be...there is no other houses around this end of the cul-de-sac.
I move away from the window.

"Knock, Knock"

Oh shit, could she have possibly caught me snooping on them, I wonder. No, she wouldn't come alone, if she had.

I straighten my tight tee-shirt, nipples still perking out from my Jace watching, and go to the door.

As I open the door, I cannot help but notice her incredibly fit legs and again, getting a better view of top of her firm breasts.

"Can I help you", I say.....
 
Jace

Jenni's leaving comes as a bit of a surprise. Still, it leaves me with Angel. And a chance to maybe get to know her better.

"Well, looks like water for two, I guess," I tell her as I come back into the living room. I carefully check her out a little better, getting an idea of what she might look like under her clothes.
 
Jenni

I smile... "Hi, my name is Jenni and Im selling magazine subscriptions for my school....would you mind if I talked to you about it for just a little while?" I try to act as innocent and cute as I could...even though I was still a little flushed from next door...."We deal with most of the different magazines...Im sure that I have something that your interested in" :)

This girl seemed nice enough, but oddly enough it was like she was kinda out of breath like I was....I sure hope I didnt interupt her and her boy friend or something...giggle :)
 
Lisa

I feel Mike's fingers rise higher and higher on my thigh. I must be a sight with my pleated mini skirt above my black nylon tops and my garter straps on display, but I don't care. I just want to feel this magnificent cum that will wash over me any second.

Mike enters my wet pussy with one finger, which easily goes in. My eyes close...my hips move up and down on my seat....another finger enters me....ohhhhh...my hands go to my tits where my nipples are protruding through my white satin blouse....I pinch them...harder...oooohhhhh...another finger inside with his thumb rubbing my clit....ooohhhh...here it cumsss.......


"Ohhhhhhh....ohhhhhh....." I moan. I'm ready to scream but I'm in school....."Ohhhhhh....yesssss...." my hips thrusting up to his fucking fingers....I shake...I convulse...."ooohhhhhhoooohhh"

It seems my orgasm takes ten minutes but I know it's not that long, is it?

Mike takes his fingers out of my cunt rubbing the juice along my nylons. Then he takes a finger and puts it in his mouth. Then he takes another finger and puts it in mine so I can suck it. I taste my own hot cum juice. I smile at Mike.

"Lisa and Mike...what are you doing back there?" Mr. Walters asks. "Maybe you'd like to come up here in front of the class and show us what it so important back there."
 
"Something I am interested in" she says.

Where should I start....those great legs, the nice tits?

"yes, Jenni, sure come in" I tell her as I usher her over to the sofa.

She walks in front of me and I get a glace of her ass. Perfect, taunt and round. When she walks, her skirt raises just enough to get a glimpse of her flesh.
My afternoon of "Jace Watching" has gotten me so hot, that this little, young, thing is just delicious.

I move some old mail and the binoculars off the sofa.

"Would you like to sit down?"
 
"Sure...thank you very much" I take a seat, smoothing my skirt a little but leaving it about mid thigh... I notice the binoculars... "Are you into bird watching? I see you have a really nice pair of binoculars...ummm, Im sure we should have a magazine about that too I guess" :) She is being very friendly, but their is something different, like the air in the neighbours house I think, kinda sexually charged :) I wonder what their doing next door...and more importantly, I wonder if their thinking of what is happening over here :)
 
Angel:

There was a moment's silence between us as we felt the absence of Jenni. Her presence had made us feel as if we'd known one another for years.

"Anyway I just moved in," I finally broke the awkward situation. "Nice neighbourhood," I continued.

Then I took a sip of water, as the image of the covergirl flashed through my mind, and I shifted in my seat uncomfortably.
 
I sit down next to her and watch as she smoothes down her skirt. I notice that she left it mid thigh, and I cannot help but wonder if that was for my benefit. So hard to tell these days.

"Bird watching," I respond to her, "yes, something like that".

I move in a little closer to her to get a better look at the wares she is selling, both the magazines and the other perks. She smells like a lavender soap I used to be fond of.

My Jace watching has left me so hungry for release that I am not sure if I will be able to let this one slip away without at least a subtle attemp at seuduction. It has been a very long time, but I think I still remember a few tricks.

"May I see that one?" I ask as she pulls some magazine out of her bag. As I reach over her legs to take the magazine, I let my pinky finger drag very gently across her upper thigh, my long, painted, fingernail just slightly grazing her flesh ....
 
Jace

"Yeah, it is a nice neighborhood," I respond. "Especially during the holidays. You'd think we were some kind of city lights display with all the decorations that get put out. Speaking of which, you might want to make sure you have some heavy curtains or shades. Most of the folks don't turn off their lights until sometime around one in the morning. Makes it hard to get to sleep. Also, be ready for more traffic along this street at night. Like I said, with all those lights, you'd think our neighborhood was some kind of city lights display. And some folks seem to think so since they have to drive through.

"About the only bad think I could say about the neighborhood is that I occasionally have this feeling I'm being watched. Yet I never can see anyone watching me. Maybe I'm just being parinoid. But I could swear someone's watching me. Especially when I'm in my bed room upstairs, or in the master bath."
 
I giggle, "sure" :) feeling her nail graze across my thigh felt good yet naughty....Ive only been here 5 min and Im already horny I thought? Maybe they did get me going across the street :) I nervously nibble on my lower lip, trying to stiffle the moan that I so much wanted to release...

get mind of sex.....get mind of sex...i think....drat its not working :)

"Ummmm, this is a very beautiful house" I say....trying to take my mind off her hands :)
 
She lets out a little giggle as I touch her leg and I know I have her. As she sits and nibbles at her very full bottom lip, I wonder if she has any idea that she is driving me crazy?

...."This is a beautiful house," Jenni comments. Ahh, I could not have planned it better if I tried.

"Thank you so much, Jenni, I spend a lot of my time working and restoring it. Would you like a tour?" I try not to show the gleam in my eye as I ask her if I can show her around the house.

The giggle again..."yes, I would to", she says.

"Oh, and by the way, my name is June. Well, you have seen the living room...back here is the kitchen."

As I lead her to the kitchen I place myself slightly behind her. She has a wonderful ass, I think to myself. As I place my hand on the small of her back to guide her through the hallway to the kitchen, my mind starts to imagine what it would be like to run my tongue down her thigh, resting it at the back of her knee...

I left my hand on her back as we came upon the French doors that lead to the kitchen. I opened the door and as she walked through, I placed my hand lower on her back, letting my pinky rest in the top inch of where her cheeks separated.

"And the kitchen…would you like a glass of wine, Jenni? You seem a little nervous and I always keep a bottle of Pinot Noir open".
 
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