The Peeper Gets Busted! (Part One)

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The Peeper Gets Busted! (Part One)I was over my friend’s house for the evening. I thought it was gonna be a late night, because his parents were out for the entire night. We were just hanging out and watching TV when the phone rang and it was his girlfriend. When he hung up he said I had to leave right away and the girlfriend was on her way over. She had figured out some scheme so she could be out all night. I was a little but pissed, but what could I do? So I went home, but not without an evil plan. I figured there would be some juicy stuff going on later, so I waited up in my room, looking out the window at my friend’s house. I saw the girlfriend arrive in her brother’s car about fifteen minutes later, and then the brother left and she went inside. A few minutes after that all the lights went off in his house, just as I had expected. They were down in their finished basement that only had windows on the back side of the house. I only had to wait a few more minutes until I was sure my own parents were asleep, and then I snuck out of the house to engage in some serious voyeur activity.This was my first time doing anything this güvenilir bahis siteleri crazy and I was frothing with excitement. I want all-out for the occasion. I put on a pair of charcoal gray pajama bottoms, and the top of my black, Chung-moo-doe uniform, so I could operate with total stealth. I darted across the street and up the hill to his backyard, then crept silently up to the basement window where the shade was only half-closed. I had a perfect view of the two of them. They were perched on the couch where I had been sitting an hour earlier, watching TV and making out. The girlfriend (her name was Jodi) had on this clingy, cobalt-blue mini-dress and her silky brown hair fell all the way down to her cute little butt. My friend (his name is Tim) was acting like a tough guy, all shirtless and his skin tight jeans open at the top. They were going at it pretty good, but she had him wrapped around her little finger. Every time he made a move to feel her up, she would allow it for about a half a minute, and then push him away. For a first-time voyeur like me, this was pretty hot stuff, but if I had been Tim, tipobet I think I would have started smacking that little tease around some. Finally he got her dress hiked up just over her hips, and she let him continue from there. I saw her pussy covered in the skimpiest black lace panties ever. That’s when my fuck stick woke up and started taking notice. It started to swell and push against the cotton pajama fabric. I reached down into the crotch area and repositioned my dick so it was pointing upwards. Then I started the familiar self-massage action, while I stared through the window at the steamy couple wrestling around on the couch. After only a couple minutes of this, I suddenly realized I was dripping wet all over in hot sweat. I had to open up the belt on my top and let it loosen until it was below my shoulders. By then, my cock was in a state of raging arousal and it had popped out of the front opening of the pajamas. I stood up and took a long deep breath. I felt so free and strong there in the night, half-naked and absolutely evil. I looked up at the tree-tops, the moon and the stars. I felt like howling tipobet güvenilir mi like the wolf. I would have maybe actually did it, but I was suddenly startled my a hand on my bare shoulder. I freeked and almost had a fuckin’ heart attack!The hand that had grabbed onto me belonged to this guy that lived in the house next door. I knew who he was but never talked to him before. He was probably around five years older then me, and a big, powerful-looking guy – scary actually. And he had discovered me in the backyard of his neighbor, with my dick hanging out, standing in front of a window where a young couple were starting to make love. I tried to run away, but the guy (his name was Jack) put his arm across my throat and his hand over my mouth. I stumbled and slipped out of one of my sneakers, but he held me firmly against his body and whispered for me to be quiet or he was gonna choke me to death. I stopped struggling and he relaxed his grip. I could feel my bare backside up hard against the leather jacket he had on, and in the middle of all this horror, all I could think of was how it felt good to feel the leather on my skin. Jack took his hand from my mouth then and told me not to worry too much. He said that he was having the same idea that I did when he saw Jodi going into the house, but he was as surprised as me when he showed up on the scene and discovered he was not the first in line.

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