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"Shit, you make me so wet" whimpering through my words.  Silence remained, which added to the lure of it all.  Back and forth his tongue flickered out to tap at my pussy, my hands twisted and pulled at the bed frame, the friction of the lace against my so...

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His posture changed suddenly.  A more stern look on his face, and his eyes severe.  As I crawled forward I could feel the sweat in the palms of my hands.  I had to do this right. I had to be perfect.  He shifted on the edge of his bed and put his hand dow...

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Turning Fantasy to a Reality...Part 1

Gently nudging the limits...

He had presents.  That's what he said when he returned back from the store just up the road, my back turned to him while I chatted online with a girlfriend.  Interest peaked inside but he continued through the kitchen and out of sight.  Moments later he s...

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Peeping Girl VI

When Peeping Girl Found Him

This was a sickness. A sickness that I had to find help for or get under wraps. Sooner or later this kind of behavior is going to get me into trouble. There was no denying that I had to watch whatever seemed to be the least bit arousing to me. More than t...

Peeping Girl IV

Taking my fetish to work

The office couple. They sit so close to one another at lunch it's like they are joined at the hip. I watch them and notice how he just brushes the side of her thigh as they eat. God the way he looks at her. Of course I can't take my eyes off of them, star...

Peeping Girl III

Getting in deeper

It was consuming me. I found myself looking at couples and wondering what they would be like together, fucking in their bedrooms. If they left the lights on or hid in the dark while they did it, and how often did they partake in the pleasures. Since my dr...

Peeping Girl II

Waching...and wanting more to be watched

His hands were tangled in my hair, tugging my head up and down.  I fought off the urge to gag but how much more could I take of his relentless throat fucking? "That's better...I knew you could do better".  His words trailed off into a low guttural moan. ...

Peeping Girl

Waching...and wanting more to be watched

Now before I start, you may wonder why Peeping Girl.  Well, what would you call a girl who loves to watch other people doing naughty things to each other, a female peeping Tom?The answer is simple. I get off on every opportunity to watch couples, or any o...