Tim’s Peeping Education

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Turning quickly, she walked toward the peephole. Frantically, Tim tried to pull his shorts up over his impossibly hard cock, but to no avail. Scrambling back from the fence, he stood up and turned his back to the subject of his lust. His adrenaline was rushing, and his instinct was to sprint for his bike and get out of there. Oh god, he thought, this can’t be happening. I am going to be in so much trouble…his eyes closed as he prepared for the worst. She would call him a pervert, then contact his parents, and maybe even the police for good measure. In those few seconds, he steeled himself to face the music.

Lauren, dripping with lust, called over the fence. He turned around, still stiff in his shorts, but looking like he was on the verge of tears. Well, she knew how to fix that. She told him to go around to her front door… because there was something she needed his help with. He wandered off toward the front gate with a profoundly confused look on his face. On the way, he pulled his shirt down over his erection, trying to hide it as best he could.

She was there to meet him at the front door, still dressed in the loosely tied bikini. Unable to meet her gaze, he shuffled inside when invited. As soon as the door closed, she wasted little time.

“What’s your name?” She asked.

“Tim,” he answered quietly.

Stepping well into his personal space, she said, “Well, Tim, we have quite a problem here. You could get in real trouble for peeking at people like that. Fortunately for you, I’ll let you make it up to me.”

He met her gaze for the first time, and was immediately helpless in the sexual power of her eyes.

“I need you to scratch an itch for me…with this.” She suddenly reached forward and grasped the hard cock under his shorts. “Is that okay?”

Too shocked and aroused to respond, he nodded jerkily, eyes wide with disbelief, lust, and excitement.

“Good. Then take those shorts off. The shirt, too.”

In ten seconds, he was standing in her living room naked. She stepped back and looked him up and down. Not bad, around fifteen, a yummy youthful muscle tone, and adorably innocent blue eyes. Perfect. And then there was his cock, sticking out in front of him as he tried, unsuccessfully, to hide it behind his hands. Returning to her position right in front of him, she pulled his hands to his sides for a better look.

And it looked delicious. Her mind was filled with ways she could play with that cock, but first things first. She had to see what that cock tasted like. Sinking to her knees, she took him into her mouth in a quick gulp, still holding his hands at his sides. He gasped at the feeling of her mouth around his dick- he’d never felt anything like it. After only a minute, he could feel himself approaching climax. Practically mute to this point, he tried to warn her about what was about to happen, but couldn’t get a warning out before he started coming into that warm, wet, amazing mouth.

As soon as she knew what was about to happen, she reached for his ass, pulling him into the back of her throat. He shot what felt like a gallon of come, and almost collapsed afterward. The desperate noises he made were so hot, it was clear that she’d given him the first blowjob of his life. He leaned against the wall, panting, momentarily spent.

Lauren wasn’t having any of that. “Now”, she said, “it’s time for you to return the favor.” She led him by the hand to her couch, where she finally removed her bikini. His eyes followed her every move, lingering on her breasts. Putting her hands on his shoulders, she pushed him down to a kneeling position in front of her couch, and then sat down before him. Looking him in the eye, she asked, “Have you ever eaten a girl?”

He shook his head. His girlfriend hardly let him even touch her down there, let alone want it kissed. Now, right in front of his eyes, was a pussy more beautiful and sexy than any he had seen in his dad’s magazines. It was glistening and full.

She pointed to a spot at the top of her pussy. “This is my clit. This is where you lick.” Then she pointed lower, to the hole itself. “This is my pussy. This is where you put your finger when I tell you. Okay?”

He nodded and leaned forward. Being eager and inexperienced, he tongue-kissed her clit the way he kissed his girlfriend’s mouth- big, clumsy tongue that seemed to be everywhere but where she wanted it. She reached down and grabbed him by the back of the hair. Pulling away, he looked up at her.

“Easy cowboy. Slow and gentle. Pretend you’re polishing a delicate little egg, and you don’t want it to break. Now… back to it.” She pulled his face back into her crotch, and he did much better this time, using a slow, rhythmic stroke that hit her clit just right. Looking down at his young face buried between her legs, she felt that almost-coming fire in her system. Now to see if the boy could follow instructions.

“Now… a finger…. In my pussy.” He hesitantly put a finger in her pussy, and, not knowing what to do with it after that, left it sitting limply inside of her. As close as she was, she wanted her come to be really, really good, so she gave more instruction.

Catching his eye, she showed him a finger-waggling motion and said two breathless words: “Do this.”

Following her directions, he immediately, he started fingering her G-spot. That’s all it took, and she went over the edge into orgasm. She had time to mutter, “don’t stop until I say…”, and then dissolved into a fit of grunts, moans and screams as her hands pulled his face harder into her pussy.

When she started to come down from the orgasmic high, she told him to stop and let him out of the death grip that she’d had on him with her hands and legs. He wiped his face of her juices, which coated him from chin to eyebrows, and smiled. She pulled him up into a tight embrace, kissed him, and proceeded to lick his face clean.

The combination of the tactile contact of her tongue and the fact that she was licking her juices (her juices!!!) made his young cock spring back to life. It thumped against her thigh as she finished cleaning him up.

“What’s this?”, she asked, reaching down to grab hold of his eager tool. He blushed and looked away.

“Well, I know just where to put it. Come with me…” She took his hand and led him upstairs.

Once in her bedroom, she pushed him back onto her bed. He stared up at her with wide, hungry eyes as his hard cock waved in the air. She leaned down to give him a few teasing licks, and then moved up to straddle him. He wiggled his hips and thrust around, but she kept his cock pressed between them.

“Ah Ah…not yet,” she whispered. She teased him mercilessly, letting the head of his cock brush past the entrance to her dripping pussy, but not letting him inside. His breathing became more rapid and his eyes closed as he desperately tried to push his throbbing, virgin rod into her. She relished the noises when he started to moan and whimper, rubbing his cock against her clit.

Finally, she reached down and positioned his young prick to enter her soaked box. Ever so slowly, she impaled herself on him, watching the his face turn from agony to ecstasy. When she settled on his crotch, he looked like he might pass out from the pleasure. She started to slowly move up and down on his cock, and his eyes flew open, watching her. His hands went to her swinging breasts and began to toy with her nipples.

Lauren increased the pace of her hips until she was bouncing his body off the bedsprings, using him as her personal fuck toy. Bracing herself with a hand on his chest, she reached between her legs to finger her clit. Tim was mesmerized by the sight of her bouncing up and down on his cock, and couldn’t believe the incredible pleasure that she was giving him. He moved his hands to her hips and held on as he continued to enjoy the ride of his life.

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