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Thank you ------------------------------------------------------- Authors address: mylifeok@hotmail.com PART 2 OF 3 ----------- Winter had it's good and bad points for me and my "occupation". First, I didn't get out nearly as much because of weather and school. On the plus side, though, was that it got dark much earlier, giving me more time to get around. I had lots of ground to cover. Giving an award for the best tits I'd ever seen was easy. Her name was Francis Wilson. Much of the neighborhood was friendly with one another, but Francis and her husband kept pretty much to themselves. They had two pretty daughters. One was my age, the other was in college. The closest I ever came to getting caught was at Mrs. Wilson's house, and it was all my fault. I made regular stops there and I was usually afforded a pretty good view of her. She would leave her bathroom window slightly ajar while she did her thing in there. When she'd hop in the shower, she would be standing almost next to me and it got me so hot I could have scream. One night, she went to take her usual shower and got into the stall. Her tits were absolutely perfect. They were average in size, but stood out so nicely, and her nipples were a deep, dark brown and very large. When the water would hit them, they would harden and I swear that they stuck out almost an inch. If I could have sucked any tits in the world back then (or even now, for that matter) it would be hers without any question. Anyway, she started to lather up, her tits glistening. I couldn't help myself. I stood right up to the window and called out. "You've got beautiful tits!" Then I ran like hell! I'm not even sure if she even heard me. I was afraid to come back there for a long time after that, worried that they might be hip to me and be there waiting to nab me. God, that woman was beautiful. My regular schedule consisted of having dinner, and then telling my mom that I was going out to play with my friends. "Be home before 11" Mom would tell me. She never minded, though, if I showed up later. In fact, I'm sure that most of the time she didn't even know if I was home or not. Anyway, I was making my rounds. It was a good night, that night. Usually, if I could peep in on 1 or 2 ladies, I would consider it a good night. This night, however, everything seemed to fall into place. It wasn't often that I would get to see something in every window I looked into. I visited my old friend, Mrs. Grace first. There she was! She liked to prance around in her bra and panties alot. I think she was pretty impressed with her figure (why not?), and I constantly would catch her looking into her mirror, grabbing her tits, touching herself, enjoying herself. She really was hot and I wished that I could fuck her. I often fantasized about her. I would imagine myself coming over for some lame- brain reason and she would be there in her bra and panties. No one was home and she'd invite me in. I envisioned her coming on to me and telling me how much she wanted to see me naked. I'd undress and she'd get down on her hands and knees and give me the best blow job of my life. Then, she'd take off her undies and I would get to fuck her. Oooh! If only that could have happened! It's funny how things work out. I got to see so many naked women in my travels, but the one that I most wanted to see, I never did....at least not on my peeping journeys. It wasn't for lack of trying, either. It's just that that damn window was never opened enough for me to see what was going on inside. Her name was Margaret. Margaret Tally. She was my mother's best friend. She was blonde and buxom and she had the prettiest face. She had always been so sweet to me and I had the biggest crush on her. She had a son my age and I became friends with him just so that I could be near her as often as possible. I must have tried a hundred times to spy on her with no success. I even snuck into her bedroom a couple of times when I was playing with her son Mark, to open the shade just a crack. Then I would come by that same night, only to find that it had been closed. Mrs. Tally was my first fantasy. I'd be over there playing with Mark and she'd be walking around the house and I'd just be staring at her. She liked to wear those housecoats that were so popular back in the late '50's, early '60's. Lots of times she wouldn't be wearing a bra. She'd bend over to pick something up off the floor, and I'd get a quick peek at some tit. Ok I was anly 15 so my emagination was a little tame back then. It was with Mark that I had my first live sexual experience. We were up in his room playing one day when we were about 12. He suggested we take off our pants and see what our cocks looked like. I figured it would do no harm, so I did. He had a real little wennie and I think he got embarrassed when he saw mine. I had a big one, even at the age of 12. I measured it once and it was almost 6 inches long when it was hard (which was most of the time!). He asked me if he could touch it and I said sure. He wanted me to do the same and both of us got a hard on. We started to jack each other off and he came in an instant. I freaked when that cum came pouring out and he started shouting, "You made me cum! You made me cum!" I was embarrassed to say the least. A few weeks later, we were up in his room again and he wanted to suck my cock. I had no desire to suck his, but I let him do it. I got hard thinking about his gorgeous mother. He enjoyed sucking my dick and I enjoyed having an orgasm in his mouth. What he didn't know was that orgasm was because I was fantasizing about his mother! I wasn't really into the homo thing and I discouraged him after that. What I wanted was a way to get to his mother. I even went so far as to sneak into her bathroom one day and go through her dirty clothes. I took a pair of soiled panties. They became my treasures. After a hard evening of peeping in windows, I would go up to my room, slip on her panties, and jerk off. Man, I had some great orgasms thinking about Mrs. Tally. I turned 15 at the end of the Summer. I was still going pretty strong with my almost daily trips through the neighborhood, seeking out the naked bodies of my neighbors wifes. It was funny, but I sometimes got a chance to peek into the window of girls my own age or a little older, but I much preferred their mothers. I think this is where I got the "thing" for older women. It's still with me today. I've always enjoyed having sex with women older than me. My first fuck was with one - and that just served to bury that desire deepen within my psyche a lust for them. It almost became run of the mill, until I would come across some new, exciting experience. I had a regular list of women who I would visit, but I was always on the prowl for new worlds to conquer. Mrs. Miller was one of those new worlds. Mrs. Miller was a redhead, short in stature, with perky little breasts. She was no knockout, but she had her moments. Her husband had been killed about 6 months earlier in a bad accident and she had a daughter who was in my class at school. I had never peeped into her window before and I decided it was time to take a shot. Her house was set back and easily accessible for a peeping Tom. There was alot of cover. The lights were on and as happened more often than not, there was a view through the shades right into her bedroom. I crept up quietly to the window and took my first look in. What a shock I got! Let me preface what I'm about to tell you by saying that the word around the neighborhood was that she was a little strange. Strange in what way, I wasn't quite sure, but strange nonetheless. Her daughter, Jackie, was pretty and she reached maturity alot earlier than most girls. In otherwords, she had a nice set of tits at an early age. I peeked in and there was Mrs. Miller, walking around the room, putting some clothes away. She was naked as a Jaybird. I caught a glimpse of her pussy and it was as red as her head. I had never seen a red haired pussy before and I liked what I saw. I was really get- ting into her when I saw her turn towards the door. The window was open somewhat and I could hear her say, "Come on in, Jackie." It seemed kind of weird that she'd be totally naked and tell her daughter to just come in. Jackie walked in, wearing an oversized tee shirt and no pants. She had pretty nice legs, too. Jackie and her mom hugged each other, her mom running her hands through Jackie's long, black hair. I heard them both laugh and Mrs. Miller pointed to the bed and Jackie walked over and hopped on the bed while her mom continued to finish what she had begun before Jackie came in. I was enthralled. I watched and waited, not knowing what was going to happen. I just figured that she liked to walk around naked and didn't care that her daughter could see her. Mrs. Miller finished her work and walked over to Jackie, still lying there on the bed. She had her knees up and I could see that she had on a pair of panties beneath her t-shirt. They were talking to each other quietly and I could only make out a few words of their conversation. Then, Jackie took off her shirt. She had no bra on and her young tits were out in the open. Actually, her tits were bigger than her mom's. I couldn't believe what happened next. Jackie slid down to the edge of the bed while Mrs. Miller lay back, spreading her red haired cunt apart. Jackie pulled her hair back behind her head and began to eat out her mother! Man, was I getting turned on by that! Not only was I seeing two chicks going at it (which I had never seen before) but it was a mother and daughter to boot! Mrs. Miller was flailing around the bed as Jackie ate her pussy. She was moaning and yelping and I knew she was cumming hard when she started to scream. It was glorious. I guess this is what they meant by weird, I thought to myself. Mrs. Miller pulled her daughter up her body after she had come and Jackie lay right on top of her. They started to kiss each other. Watching two women kissing was more than I could bear and I came in my pants. I stayed, though, with my sticky pants. I didn't want to miss a thing. Next thing you know, Mrs. Miller was reaching into the draw of her nighttable. She pulled out this pink thing. It took me a minute to realize what it was. It was a fucking dildo! There was this black strap attached to it and I watched her intently as she began to put it around her waist. She got up and fastened the belt around her. Goddamnit! She looked like she had a penis! She sat back down on the bed, next to Jackie. Then she lay down, spread her legs and that pink penis stood up like the Washington Monument between her legs. Jackie straddled her mom and, with her fingers between her legs, slipped that thing right up her wet cunt. Man, was I hot! Jackie started to bob up and down on that dildo, her tits flailing from side to side and up and down until her mom grabbed them and squeezed them tight. "I love you, baby! I love you baby!!" She cried over and over as Jackie kept pumping away. Finally, she started to yelp and moan as she came. Boy, did she ever cum! She slipped the dildo from her cunt and lay down on top of her mother again. Mrs. Miller wrapped her arms around her daughter and they kissed passionately. I felt as if I had just won the World Series in the seventh game by pitching a no hitter! The two of them lay there for awhile and I thought they were finished, but they were far from done. Jackie strapped the same dildo around her and they switched. Her mom pumped away and was screaming when she came again only a few minutes later. Jackie sucked on her mom's tits as she came and then they repeated the same kissing and hugging scene again. I thought to myself, "Wow, I need to get some of that!" Jackie and I weren't very close friends, but I was a smart kid in school and she wasn't. I figured if I started to help her out with her schoolwork, maybe I could get some of that mother/daughter action. I made it a priority! Continued in part 3... ________________________________________________ Kristen's collection - Directory 5