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Mack's Story 3/3
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Subject: Mack's Story, Part III (f mf voyeur)
AN INVITATION
(being part the third)
The next day (Sunday), I decided to go visit my folks for the day (about an
hour's drive). I was in desperate need of cash, and I figured this would be
the perfect time to go visit them. It worked. When I returned home that
evening, I found a small envelope wedged in the screen on my back door. I
took it up to my room and opened it, finding the following note inside:
Mack: Thank you for the roses. That was so sweet of you! To show
my appreciation, I've got a little surprise for you. Be sure to be
watching my bedroom window tonight when it turns dark. I hope you
like it. Nikki.
Hmm. This could be interesting. I whiled away the evening watching boring
TV shows and putting up with my pain-in-the-ass roommates. When dark came I
was sitting in front of my window with my binoculars handy, wondering just
what Nikki had planned for me.
The light came on in her window across the way, and I could see her enter her
room. She was wearing her white bathrobe and carrying a small book. She
opened her robe and with a shrug of her shoulders the robe fell to the floor.
Underneath, she was wearing a sheer, lacy black bra and black stockings and
garter belt--but no panties.
I began stoking my cock as she sat on her bed with her back against the
headboard, facing me. She began to read her book, and slowly spread her long
legs to reveal her moist pussy. As she read, she slipped two fingers into
her steamy blonde muff and began a slow, steady rythm in and out. I was
mesmerized by the sight of her ample breasts rising and falling as her
breathing quickened.
After several minutes of this, she lost interest in her book and tossed it to
the floor. She spread her juicy cunt lips with one hand while she diddled
her clit with the other. She continued this for quite some time, tossing her
head from side to side, moaning in her passion.
Then she pulled her fingers from her sopping sex and rached around to remove
the lacy bra. Tossing it to the floor, she twisted her shoulders back and
forth, causing her tits to jiggle and bounce deliciously. She resumed
pumping her pussy with one hand and used the other to tug on an erect nipple.
She lifted her breast and bent her head to take the nipple into her mouth.
The sight of this gorgeous blonde goddess frigging her snatch and sucking her
own nipple pushed me over the edge. With a grunt, I shot my load of jizz all
over my hand.
But she was just getting started.
She opened a drawer on her nightstand and took out a long thick dildo. It
was shaped exactly like a penis. I had heard of such things, of course, but
I had never actually seen one, much less seen one in action! Nikki, however,
was no beginner. She slowly licked the head of the rubber phallus, then ran
her tongue down the length of it. She spread her pink, puffy cunt lips with
one hand and slowly inserted the large dildo into her tight, wet snatch.
When it was buried to the hilt in her blonde muff, she began pumping it in
and out of her pussy while she mauled her tits with her free hand.
By this time my cock had sprung into action and was rock-hard again. Nikki
began ramming the dildo faster and faster into her cunt, thrusting her hips
up to meet each stroke. My hand was a blur, my balls ached for release, and
I knew I wouldn't last much longer. But I wanted to hold off--this time I
would come with her.
I didn't have long to wait.
With one last thrust, she buried the fake cock into her hot sex and succembed
to an intense climax. Her back arched up off the bed and her body convulsed
as wave after wave of blissful orgasm coursed through her. She went stiff as
a board for a few moments, then thrashed her arms and legs wildly like an
epileptic, nearly falling off the bed. This triggered my own orgasm, much
more powerful than the last. My mind reeled at the intensity of the spasms
wracking my body as my balls emptied and white hot cum shot from my cock in
powerful spurts. When the trembling faded and I regained control of my
muscles, I looked across the way at Nikki's room just in time to see the
lights go out. Exhausted, I fell into bed and was asleep before my head hit
the pillow.
The rest of the week passed in much the same way. Each night, I waited in
front of my window until I saw the lights go on in Nikki's room. Each night,
I was treated to a spectacular view of this insatiable vixen pleasuring
herself in every way imaginable. She really seemed to get into showing off
her body and I was in heaven watching this blonde bombshell perform for me.
Those nightly peep shows were all that I saw of Nikki that week. She never
called, never stopped by my house, never spoke to me once. Somehow she knew
that just watching her was what really turned me on, and that further contact
with me might ruin the atmosphere of our little "game".
That's why I was completely taken by surprise when the phone rang Friday
afternoon and I heard her voice on the other end.
"Hi Mack, what's up?"
Just hearing her voice again definitely got *something* up, but I didn't
think that's what she was referring to. "Not much, Nikki. Just hanging
around."
"You got any plans for later tonight?"
Yeah, right. As if... "Nope, as usual. Another Friday night in paradise--
just me and my thermal system components lab write-up."
"Yuk! I've got something that might be a little more...stimulating."
I could tell that something was up. "What might that be?"
"I've invited some of my girlfriends over for a party and I thought you might
be interested."
I still didn't see how I fit into this equation. Sensing my hesitation, she
added, "It's a *lingerie* party, Mack."
-end of part three-
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