The woman writhed around on the bed and out in the darkness of the alley
beyond her lighted window, the boy stood watching. She teased her nipples
through the filmy negligee she wore, and the boy saw her lips moving as a man,
naked, wandered into the picture of the brightly lit window. Tom Moon sighed and stood with his legs spread wide apart. He stuffed
both his hands down into the front pockets of his jeans and stared, his eyes
wide with envy and wonder as the man inside the window slid onto the bed and
took the lovely brunette in the black nightie into his arms and kissed her. The couple rolled together, with the man ending up on top. Tom could see
that as they kissed the woman reached between their bodies and took hold of
her lover's prick. Tom knew that the man's cock was big and he couldn't wait
to see the woman take it. His own cock slithered down one leg of his jeans,
and Tom nudged it with his fingertips, moving it to a more comfortable
position. The woman's slender arms jerked on the man's cock, which was still
pressed between their undulating bodies. The man's naked ass humped and
rolled and Tom imagined the tip of his cock was running up along the woman's
hairy cunt. Tom had never felt a pussy arund his own prick but he knew, from
watching the ecstasy that it brought others, that it was an incredible feeling. At last the man rolled off the woman and she quickly crawled up on top of
him, straddling his waist with her long, white legs. As she moved, Tom got a
flash of her naked, brown-haired cunt beneath her thin nightie and his cock
lurched, pounding in his jeans. As she sat down on the man's cock, Tom watched her pretty face contort
with happiness. She faced him completely, with the man beneath her partly
hidden from view. But Tom didn't care that he couldn't see the man she was
fucking. All he cared about was this wonderful, sexy woman and the wonderful
way she looked when she had a cock inside of her. His hands still jammed inside his pockets, Tom tickled the sides of his
stiffening prick-shaft. His mouth hung open, dry with excitement. He no
longer noticed his surroundings, the dark back alley in which he stood. Now
he had been transported and stood in that brightly lit bedroom, watching the
fucking taking place there. A pair of hands appeared on the woman's tits, crushing them against her
chest. First they caressed her big tits through the dark fabric that covered
them. Then, impatiently they flipped the thin covering up and touched her
naked skin. The dark nightie filtered down again, covering the hands, and Tom
watched the fingers kneading her tit-flesh through it, as if through a fine
film of erotic mist. As the man tossed the nightie up to get at the woman's tits, Tom was
treated to a look at the dark triangle of cunt-hair between her legs. As the
man worked her titties, the nightie worked up so that Tom could see the
contrast between her white lower belly and the dark hair of her cunt. Her
pussy-hair was flush against the lower belly of the man, and Tom knew that she
had his cock far up inside of her. The woman let her head roll back, her long hair falling behind her
shoulders as she moved her lower body in slow, sensuous circles. The dark vee
of her pussy hair moved slightly and Tom's eyes were riveted to it, imagining
what was taking place inside her body right there. It was as if he had x-ray
vision and could see the cock that penetrated her, filling her pussy with its
girth and power. Gradually the woman began to speed up her fucking motions. Her hips
rolled round and round in faster and faster circles. Then she started moving
up and down, letting the cock slide in and out of her cunt. At first she
moved only a little. But then her fuck-stroke grew longer and little by
little Tom could see the slick shaft of the man's cock as it slithered out of
her dripping cunt. "Yeah, baby," Tom sighed, both his hands covering the pounding front of
his jeans. "Fuck it out!" The woman leaned forward, feeding the man one of her big tits. She
tossed her long hair back over one shoulder to keep it out of the man's way
and Tom was glad. Now he could see her tits clearly. The man sucked one
through the black gauze of the nightie and the woman rolled her eyes in
ecstasy. Tom couldn't see just what the man was doing to the woman's tit, but he
could see the effect it was having on her. She continued to pump her cunt up
and down his cock while he sucked her tit and, from the way she jerked and
shuddered, Tom knew that the man's mouth on her tit felt very good. Then, suddenly she sat back up straight again and for a second Tom saw
the wet fabric of her nightie plastered to her white tit. Her nipple stuck
out through the material and even with its dark covering Tom could tell that
her nipple was as red as a cherry. Then, with a quick, frantic motion, the
woman jerked her nightie off and tossed it aside, leaving herself completely
naked on top of the prone man. "Holy Christ!" Tom grunted, his cock begging for release. "What a horny
bitch!" Gloriously naked, the young woman shook her titties at her lover
playfully and grinned down at him. But, when the man reached out to touch her
naked tits, she leaned back away from him, smiling sexily. For an instant Tom was disappointed. He liked it when the man pawed her
tits, pulling and smashing them with his big hands. But his disappointment
didn't last long for the woman continued to lean back, putting her hands
behind herself to keep her balance. Before he knew it, Tom had a better view
of her cunt, stuffed with the man's cock, than ever before! With her dark-haired cunt pointed right at him, Tmo couldn't stand it any
more. Carefully he released his zipper and immediately his cock sprang out.
When he went out at night like this, he never wore any underwear, and so his
cock stuck out straight through the open fly of his jeans, a white pole in the
darkness of the night. He undid the snap of his pants and sighed with
satisfaction as he at last took his straining prick in his own cool hand. Even as he let his cock bob out, Tom never took his eyes off this magical
woman. Her whole body was stretched out for his viewing pleasure. Her tits
rose high on her chest and her slim midsection was stretched out taut and
long. But, best of all, her thighs were slightly parted and, as she bobbed up
and down, he could see very clearly the base of the man's cock as it
disappeared up into her perfect body. For a few seconds Tom just held his cock, so enraptured by the sight of
the woman. Then his cock, as if impatient for some action, gave a jerk,
reminding him of his own needs. He glanced down at his hard-on, gripped
tightly in his fingers, and then he looked back up at the window, his hand
automatically starting to work up and down the length of his rigid prick-
shaft. The cool air of the early evening stirred the hairs around the base of
Tom's prick and touched his hot cock-skin. The fluids ran from the hole in
the tip of his cock-shaft and he absently smeared them around with his thumb.
They covered the head of his cock and excited him a bit more. With his other hand he scooped his balls out of the confines of his jeans
and let them dangle down tenderly over his zipper. He wiggled just a bit and
his pants slipped down his thighs just a couple of inches, allowing his
fuck-parts more room. As the cool evening air touched them, his balls
automatically snuggled up around the base of his throbbing prick. Back inside the bedroom, the fucking had gotten faster and more furious.
The woman had brought her feet up alongside the man's body and was slamming
her cunt back onto his upthrusting prick. At the moment she was taking just
the very tip of his prick into her and the rest of his thick shaft remained
outside of her body, glistening with her cunt-juices. Tom licked his lips and pounded his hand up and down the shaft of his
cock. Each time he saw the rounded hand of the man's cock punch in between
the waiting lips of the woman's pussy, he ran his fist over the top of his own
prick. He didn't know just what it would feel like to actually penetrate a
cunt, but he imagined it would be something like fucking through the ring of
his fist, so he did it over and over, moving with the woman, pretending he was
fucking her. Then she increased the length of her fucking motions and took in all of
her lover's prick. She looked up into the man's face as she fucked him and
Tom could see her heavy-lidded passion. Each time her hips went all the way
forward and the man's cock disappeared completely into the dark bush of her
cunt, she opened her mouth and Tom imagined her giving a little cry. It was
almost as if she expected the man's cock to go fucking right through her body
and come out her mouth. She slammed back at him, her body arching up a little more each time.
When his cock pulled out of her cunt, it was always wet with her cunt-juices.
The red slit of her open pussy blazed at Tom and the little knot at the top of
her cunt-slit was the reddest of all. Her body arched up off the man completely, the only point of contact
between them being his cock into her cunt. Again Tom saw her say something
and then she stopped moving, holding herself arched above him, her cunt gaping
open. Then it was the man's turn to fuck. Although Tom couldn't see all of him
he could see his cock very well. It surged up and filled the woman's waiting
pussy. She didn't fuck back at him this time but rather held her body still,
letting him pound her at whatever pace he chose. Sometimes his cock plunged
into her completely and her mouth opened, other times he gave her just his
prick-head, rolling it around inside of her cunt and she threw her head back
and writhed. Tom's hand thundered up and down the rigid shaft of his own prick. He
forgot that he was standing in an alley, where anyone coming out to empty a
trash can or walk a dog might see him. Usually Tom was more careful, hiding
himself behind a bush or fence. But tonight his usual caution was absent and
he was standing right in the center of the alley, watching the couple through
a low point in the fence. At the other end of the alley a figure hurried along. It was Becky Moon,
rushing to get home. After her piano lesson she had stopped at a friend's
house to talk and time had gotten away from her. Now Becky knew she would be
in trouble when she got home because it was so late. Usually Becky didn't like to use this alley at night. It was dark and
kind of creepy. But tonight she was in a big hurry and it was a short cut
home. Becky hurried along, her head down, her brow furrowed. She could just
imagine how her mother was going to bitch at her and she didn't look forward
to it. Her sneakers were very quiet as she movied rapidly. She hugged her
notebook of music to her budding tits and tossed her long blonde hair back
over her shoulders. Quickly she looked up to see how much farther she had to
go before reaching the end of the alley and then she gave a little gasp and
stopped completely. Ahead of her, Becky could see a boy standing in the middle of the alley.
He was looking into a backyard and it looked like he was pissing! Becky didn't
know what to do. She didn't want to walk by him, that would be too
embarrassing. Yet something kept her from turning around and running back
down the alley. She knew she needed to get home, but she also wanted to watch
this boy. She took a few steps forward and then crouched down behind a trashcan a
few feet from where he was. The shadows fell across his face, but she could
plainly see that he did have his cock out. Becky swallowed hard. She'd never
seen a real cock before, but she and her friend Vicky had just been looking at
lots of them in magazines. That was why she was so late... She put her notebook down and knelt on it, making herself comfortable.
She was quite sure this wouldn't take long - even boys couldn't piss forever.
But then she realized that, although she could see his cock perfectly, she
could see no piss coming from it. Then, like a ton of bricks, it hit her -
the boy was jacking off! "Oh wow!" she gasped. "I wish Vicky could see this!" Tom didn't realize that he had an audience. He kept jacking on his
prick, feeling the come churning in his balls. More juices flowed from the
hole in the tip of his prick and he spread them along his whole cock-shaft,
allowing his hand to slip up and down his cock with ever-increasing swiftness. The woman in the window was slick with sweat from her vigorous fucking.
Her arms wobbled as she continued to hold herself up and let her lover pound
her with his cock. Then, all at once, Tom saw her body go rigid and then
collapse in a gale of shudders. She flopped forward again, taking the man's
cock completely inside of her and hugging his chest, her body still wracked
with climactic spasms. "She came!" Tom muttered in awe. After caressing her for a moment and giving her a chance to recover from
her climax, the man inside the window shoved the woman back up onto his cock.
Her face was more flushed then ever, and Tom noticed she seemed a little limp
now. The man humped up, drilling his cock back into the woman and as Tom
watched, it was like his cock was pumping her full of air and life. The more
he fucked her, the more the brunette regained her strength and her zeal for
fucking. After just a few strokes she sat up as straight and tall as ever on
his prick, the weakness brought on by her strong orgasm forgotten. "She's still hot," Tom sighed enviously. "What a hot cunt!" Tom bucked his hips forward, fucking his fist. Pre-cum dripped from his
fingers and dribbled down into the alley. His eyes burned from being open for
so long without blinking. But he was afraid to close them for even a split
second for fear he would miss something good. Across the alley and down a bit, Becky stared avidly too. Her cunt felt
funny inside her jeans and she shifted around a bit, trying to make the
feeling go away. She saw how the boy's hand went up and down on his cock and
she saw how big his prick was. Becky wondered who he was and if she knew him.
She also wondered what he was looking at. Tom's breathing was loud and heavy and Becky could hear it from where she
sat. His fucking motions got faster and more heated as did the fucking inside
the house. But Becky couldn't see what he saw. She only knew that he was
there and that he was making her hot, too. Becky knelt on her notebook, her aching pussy grinding back against her
heel. She had never experienced anything like this before, but she liked the
way it made her feel. Her eyes drilled into the boy's profile, moving from
his illuminated cock to his hidden face. Her eyes were on his cock when she heard him give a strange, strangled
cry. For an instant she looked again at his face and then her eyes flicked
back to his cock just in time to see the first of many white jets burst forth
and splatter against the fence a few feet in front of him. Becky whimpered too. Watching the boy shoot off made her feel sort of
woozy. She was a virgin but this, even more than the pictures she had looked
at with Vicky, convinced her that she just had to get fucked soon. Seeing all
that jizz made her lick her lips in anticipation. Just seconds after he came, Tom saw the man in the house come too. The
man's lips parted and Tom imagined the sounds of pleasure that he made. Tom
wanted to let out a loud cry too, but he held back, remembering for once where
he was. Tom couldn't see the come the man shot up into the woman, but he could
imagine it. He pretended that the stream of jizz that shot from his prick was
filling the lovely woman's pussy. What would that be like? he asked himself. For a few seconds after he came, Tom stood still, weak with release. The
couple inside had curled up together and they were caressing and kissing each
other softly. Tom had a feeling that the show was not over, but he knew that
he had to get home. His mother really gave him hell when he stayed out after
dark too long without her knowing where he was. With a heavy sigh and a silent promise to return again soon, Tom tucked
his rubbery prick back inside his pants and zipped them up again. Then, with a
quick glance around, he hurried on down the alley toward his house. Becky pulled herself back as the boy put his cock away and then ran on
down the alley. But as he moved, the light hit him and Becky did a double-
take. That was no boy, that was her brother Tom! For a few moments she stayed crouched behind the trashcan, the shock of
what she had seen still very fresh in her mind. Then, on unsteady legs, she
stood up, her pussy pounding in her jeans, and headed off in the same
direction as Tom had. As she ran home for dinner, she wasn't sure how she
would be able to face her brother across the table after what she had just
