CHAPTER 4

 Gerald and I went together almost three months and then we had
a fight about something and then a lot more fights about
nothing and anyway we broke up.
 He was very immature anyway and it got so that all we did was
fuck and never did anything else together. It was probably all
for the best because we didn't have all that much in common
except for screwing.
 Not that I didn't like the screwing, I did! But you know how
it is when you are young and horny, all you want to do is fuck
and we certainly did do a lot of that.
 By the time summer came I was out of boyfriends!

 I used to let Bill fuck my pussy then because I liked him a
lot but the problem was that with Alice and me both screwing
him he was plumb wore out all the time. I knew about her but
she didn't know that I was fucking him too.
 What Bill didn't know because I never told him was that I was
also screwing his dad when he was out with the truck making
service calls and his dad would flip the little sign over and
then we would go into the back room and fuck. There wasn't a
bed or anything so I would just pull my panties down and put my
arms on one of the work benches and Mr. Johnson would stick his
cock in from behind and we'd fuck like that.
 Come to think of it, we never did screw face to face! He was a
great one for sliding his cock up and down my ass while I bent
over the bench wiggling all over then his cock would slide down
a little bit and usually slip right in all the way up to the
hair on his stomach.
 It usually only took a few minutes if I sucked his cock for
him first and I would be hot and so would he and he would just
slip his cock in and we'd be fucking like crazy for a few
minutes and he would start shooting my pussy full of cum. He
didn't ever last all that long but he made up for it in the
amount of cum he pumped into me. He was a real fountain!
 I mean when I sucked his cock for him and he started to cum in
my mouth I would just relax my lips and feel him spurt great
big spurts time after time. Even when he was done cumming his
cock would drip out these little strings of cum that was
almost clear as water!
 I was walking around the shop all the time with sopping wet
panties! It was either my cum that made them wet before I got
fucked or their cum leaking out after. It got so that I
didn't know what dry panties even felt like!
 One of the things then, and now of course that always turned
me on was the thought of watching someone else fuck.

 I still watched though in the closet when my mom would get fucked
and rub my pussy. One time I came home and found them on the
couch naked and her sucking this guy off right in our living
room I just sat down in a chair in the living room about five
feet away and watched them.
 I didn't play with my pussy in front of him but as soon as
he'd cum in her mouth and he got dressed and left my mother and
I had another big fight. I told her that I didn't like to come
home and find her sucking some man's cock in my living room and
she said that it was her living room and she would suck and
fuck whoever she wanted to and when I decided that I didn't
like it either I didn't have to watch or else I could move on
out!
 Well, I got so mad that I just blurted out that if I
wanted to watch her fuck someone I didn't have to stay in the
living room I could go and look in my closet!
 It didn't take long for her to march into my room and look and
find the holes. Anyway, my mother started laughing then until
she had tears in her eyes.
 "Honey, you little vixen. You've been watching me right along
haven't you?"
 "Yes."
 "Well I hope you learned something! I have always loved
watching someone make love and now I find that my daughter has
inherited my voyeur's love too."

 Well, before the night was over we talked for hours and shared
all kinds of things. She told me about how I really
hadn't been helping around the house and keeping my room
clean and that I was now a woman and I had a mature woman's
responsibilities and I should act more grown up.
 It was one of the greatest nights of my life and I think I was
closer to my mother that night than ever before. She asked me
if I were a virgin and I told her. She didn't pry at all but
she did treat me like an adult about it and said that sex was
one of the healthiest and best forms of play and love combined
and that even if love wasn't there that the sex was great!
 She started laughing about the tiny holes that I had made with
the icepick so long ago and said that I would ruin my eyes
using them.
 "What did you want me to do, put in a picture window?" I
giggled at her.
 "Hmmm, not a bad idea. Tomorrow morning we see about that!"
 Well, the next morning we had breakfast and then my mother and
I looked at the closet and then went out to the Art Supply on
Fifth and got two picture frames with glass and then stopped at
the hardware store and told the man that we wanted to cut a
hole in the plaster for a passthrough in the kitchen. We didn't
tell him it was really a window to watch people fucking. He
sold us a knife and some spackling stuff and we bought us some
screws and hinges and other hardware too.
 It didn't take us long to get home and get the stuff we bought
into the bedroom.
 We took the clothes out of both closets and put them on the
bed and then cut a hole right through the closet wall just a
little smaller than the pictures we'd bought. We screwed the
hinges on the frames to the wall after filling up the crack
with the spackling stuff.
 When we were done there was a picture frame on the back wall
of each closet! But no picture.
 Each picture frame was hinged and there was a black piece of
cardboard inside the wall. If you looked at the frame and the
glass it looked like a mirror but when either frame was swung
out on the hinge you could see clearly through the other glass
into the other bedroom from either side.
 It looked perfect!
 We couldn't wait to try it out.
 "Honey, if I bring a man home tonight would you watch us and
then tell me tomorrow what you saw that you liked?"
 "Sure. That makes me excited to think about it. Why don't you
just invite Uncle Mark over for the night? I'd like that."
 My mother laughed. "OK Honey, I'll call him. I suppose you
would like to join us?"
 "Mother! He's my uncle!" I was indignant.
 "Not really Honey. Your father and uncle Mark are step
brothers. You see, your grandfather was married twice and his
first wife was married before and had Mark. You see there is
actually no relationship between the two of you, or between me
and him either. I used to go with Mark before I met and
married your father."
 "I never knew that."
 "That is why I am telling you know. In case you should ever
get a case of hot pants you know now that he's not really your
real uncle."
 "Maybe someday, but not tonight. Tonight I just want to watch
and then tell you tomorrow what I liked that I saw."
 Well, we laughed a lot and had a good time and my mother told
me that since we were now such good friends that I should start
calling her Cindy like her friends did, and not mother anymore.
 It is hard to change thinking about a name, but from then on I
always did call my mother Cindy.

 Well I had to go to work and I drove the car over there
thinking about all the looking I was going to do that night and
when I got to the shop my panties were already soaking just
from thinking. Isn't it amazing how excited you can get just
thinking about sex? I mean like right now, here I am typing
this and here you are reading this and I bet we are both
excited, right? And it sure feels good doesn't it!!
 I worked until nine that night and then hurried home. The
house lights were all on so they were both still up and I knew
mom was waiting for me to get home before she started. While
I was driving home I was thinking about Mark and now I didn't
think about him as my uncle anymore but just as a good friend.
It took a different way of thinking but at the same time I was
getting horny and hot thinking about how someday I was going to
fuck him.
 Anyway, I was also thinking about teasing him now that I knew
that he wasn't really my uncle so when I came in and said hello
to them I asked mom if I could talk to her for a minute. We
went to my room and I told her that if they would just wait for
a few minutes that I wanted to come out in my nightie and say
goodnight to them and that I wanted to see if Mark would look
at me like a woman instead of a child.
 My mother giggled at that and said that instead of my nightie
that I could borrow one of hers and she went to get it.
 It was beautiful. 
 It was white satin and had lace at the neck cut very low with
ribbons to tie it together and it went all the way to the floor
but it had a slit in the front clear up to the ribbons too. The
only thing that held it together was the ribbons and a pair of
snaps at the waist. Very sexy!
 You know what white satin looks like. It is silky looking and
shines in the light but it is pretty thin!
 You couldn't exactly see through it but almost could. I mean
you could see my nipples of course and the triangle of hair at
my pussy if I moved to make the material get close to my body
but if the cloth was away from me then nothing was visible.
 Mom also got a pair of black stockings and a white garter
belt and I was very excited trying all of it on while she went
back into the living room.
 Well, it sure wasn't long before I was looking at myself in
the mirror and I knew I was going to wow him. I brushed my
hair and let it hang down my back and put on some lipstick and
eyeshadow too. I looked about twenty at least.
 Then I retied the ribbons a little more loose and when I bent
down in front of the mirror I could look down and see my breasts
hanging down!
 I turned around and looked at my ass in the mirror. Boy, you
could see the crack in my ass all the way from my waist down to
where my butt curved into my thighs. If I moved and my ass
quivered, the nightie quivered too!
 Well when I walked out I practically glided. I mean I was so
smooth and fluid when I walked that my breasts hardly even moved
very much under the satin but just a little, you know?
 I almost waltzed into the living room!
 I thought Marks eyes would pop!
 I sat across from the two of them on the couch and crossed my
legs and sure enough the satin slipped and went all the way
down the slit. My black stocking showed right up to the top and
a little of me showed there too. I slowly moved my hand and
gathered up the bottom and moved it over my knees. You should
have seen his eyes just eating me up.
 My mom asked if I wanted some hot chocolate and I said that I
did but that I would fix it and Mark said he'd like some too so
my mother had a glass of wine and I went to fix two cups of hot
chocolate.
 While the milk was getting ready to boil Mark came into the
kitchen and talked to me.
 "You know Honey, you really are growing up now!"
 "Well, I am seventeen and in some countries I would probably
be married and have some kids by now."
 "If you dressed like that when you went to bed with your
husband you'd probably have a lot of kids by now!"
 I giggled at him and turned to face him with my nipples and
breasts against the satin. I shook my shoulders a little so
that my breasts would quiver for him.
 "Does that mean that you like my nightie?"
 "I love your nightie!"
 I threw my arms around his neck and kissed him right there.
Just when his hands were creeping over my butt the milk
boiled and almost boiled over so we had to stop but I had felt
that he was hard against me when I let him go.
 I took the two mugs of hot chocolate with us and we sat like
before except Mark was on the other end of the couch right
where he was directly opposite me, so when I gave him his
chocolate mug I bent over and my bodice fell away enough so he
could see all the way and look at my breasts.
 And, he sure did!
 When I sat down I let the front of my nightie fall open at the
legs and I didn't even try to cover myself up at all. I knew
Mark could see almost everything maybe except my pussy but he
sure could see a lot of my legs. Mom winked at me and I
winked back.
 Mark quite obviously had a hard on. And the way his eyes were
almost eating my pussy out it sure wasn't getting any smaller!
 Anyway after playing and teasing until I finished my chocolate
I yawned and stretched and said that I was really sleepy now
and that I was going to bed. When I kissed Mark I am almost
sure that I felt his tongue just barely touching my lips!
 As soon as I was in my room with the door closed I turned off
all my lights and undressed and opened the frame on my side of
the closet and took out the black cardboard. The room was still
empty and dark so I put on a robe and went into the bathroom
and when I came back out and looked again they were getting
undressed.

 Mark almost ruined my whole evening when he carefully hung his
shirt and pants on a hanger and put then on the closet bar.
They hung right in front of the frame on that side and I
couldn't see anything!
 I didn't know what to do. I couldn't reach though the wall and
move them because I might be seen. I finally went into the
living room and looked around. Sure enough mom's shoes were
there by the couch so I took them and tapped on their bedroom
door.
 Mom opened the door and kind of hid behind it and I gave her
the shoes and whispered to her.
 "Mark's clothes are hanging in the closet so I can't see a
thing!"
 Cindy giggled and nodded and closed the door.
 I grabbed a stool from the kitchen breakfast bar and headed
back to my room and sure enough now I could see everything and
my mom had left both bedside lights on too.
 Well let me tell you that was an exciting evening for sure.
Since mom knew I was watching them she kept doing outrageous
things and made sure that I could see everything too. I mean
that they sucked each other and licked at everything and fucked
in several different positions and everything while I kept my
pussy busy with my fingers.
 Once she was crouched over him and he had her sitting almost
on his face licking her pussy and she was leaning down and
pulling on his cock and each time she would squeeze it until it
turned red at the end and really swelled up and she got some
juice to ooze out, she would hold it and look at me looking
throught our frames and wink at me.
 Anyway, it was pretty hot stuff and I was steaming I can tell
you!
 By the time they were done and turned off the lights I was so
hot that I couldn't stand it. I went to the living room
and dialed Bill and whispered into the phone.

 "Are you alone?"
 "No, who did you want to talk to?"
 I understood that Alice was there and he didn't want her to
know it was me calling and was playing like it was a wrong
number.
 "Have you fucked her yet?"
 "No, and I don't know who you want to talk to but I am about
to go to bed now."
 "Would you like me to stand outside your window and watch you
stick your big cock up her pussy?"
 "Yes I would."
 "Wait about ten minutes because I am driving over to watch you
through the window."
 "Fine, you do that. Nobody here by that name."
 He hung up.
 I put on a pair of jeans and a shirt and got my bag and keys
and slipped out of the house and drove over to Bill's place in
a hurry.
 I parked the car on the next street and went in the back way.
I was walking to the window of his place to look when I was
startled by seeing a movement in front of his window. It was
Ms. Johnson again watching her son fuck Alice!
 I stood under a tree in the shadows and watched her. She had
one hand inside her skirt and was very close to the window
watching. I stood for a while and then got very brave.
 "Pardon me Ms. Johnson, could you move over so I could see
too?"
 She almost jumped out of her skin when I whispered that from
right behind her. She just looked at me for a minute at least
and then she slowly moved over and nodded at me to stand and
watch too.
 I didn't make any bones about unbuttoning my jeans and
sticking my fingers on my pussy while I was looking in and
watching Bill suck Alice's pussy and when I looked over at Ms.
Johnson she had her jeans unbuttoned too. I leaned closer to
her and whispered to her.
 "Sure does make a person horney doesn't it?"
 "Sure does!" I could hear the smile in her voice.
 Pretty soon Bill mounted Alice who lay with her legs in the
air while he pumped his cock into her very visible and very wet
pussy while we watched and played with our pussies.
 I know it must have lasted an hour or so but the time passed
by quickly since we were having fun.
 When Bill threw his head back and obviously creamed into
Alice's pussy, I saw Ms. Johnson shudder and I knew that she had
cum too just watching and playing with herself. It wasn't long
before the light went out and we backed quickly away from the
window so we wouldn't be seen.
 "Honey, you want a cup of coffee?"
 "I have a better idea, let's jump in my car and go get
something to eat, I am so hungry. How about you, are you
hungry too?"
 "Well, I could eat. I am hungry now, but not necessarily for
food!" and she laughed a deep throaty chuckle.
 We got in my car and drove to the only place that was open all
night in town. Seated in a booth in the back we were almost
whispering to each other to make sure we wouldn't be overheard
even though it was after one am and there was hardly anyone in
the place at all.
 "How come you drove over to see my son?"
 "Just lonely and I wanted someone to talk to and I parked and
saw someone peeking in the window and that's when I whispered
to you."
 "Well you gave me quite a start I'll tell you. You really
scared the hell out of me!"
 I started giggling at that. Thinking about her hand in her
panties when I snuck up behind her and whispered what I did.
Pretty soon we were both giggling and talking about our conduct
watching with our hands in our panties.
 I had a cheeseburger and fries and she had a cup of coffee.
Well we got to be pretty good friends since we both shared the
same enjoyment of watching and were both voyeurs together.
 "You know, Al is so much happier now and so am I since you
took over my place in the shop. We were getting so we fought
all the time because we were together both during the day at
work and also at night at home. Since you've been there he
comes home with a smile on his face and he is pleasant to have
around again and we are getting along fine.
 I didn't tell her that it was probably because I was sucking
his cock off almost every day!
 "Pardon me for asking, but don't you and Mr. Johnson make love
enough to suit you?"
 "Oh, well, most of the time he is great, but we have been
married now for twenty-six years and you know, sometimes I like
a little more than I get at home. Besides, it's a lot more
exciting with someone new you know. With the same person all
the time you get stale and you always know what the other
person is going to do. I guess that's why I was out there
watching tonight. Just to see something new."
 "I guess it isn't easy fucking the same person all the time is
it?" I asked her.
 "Nope, it's not easy, but it's fun!" she giggled again and so
did I.
 "Well, you ought to take a lover." I told her.
 "What makes you think I haven't?" Her eyebrows went up.
 "Have you? Tell me about it."
 "I suppose I can trust you not to tell Bill or Al can't I?"
 "Sure, cross my heart. I won't tell anyone at all."
 "Well, I met this guy once that sells real estate and we got
to talking and had some laughs one afternoon and he took me to
look at houses and anyway we started being lovers."
 "That's great!"
 "It sure is. He keeps calling me up and taking me to see
houses that are for sale or something and we make love and he
brings me back home or else we make love in his car. I won't do
it at the house because if Al ever came home and caught me it
would be terrible."
 I didn't tell her that I had her husband's cock in my mouth or
my pussy almost every day of the week, not to mention her son's
cock too. See, I was getting it almost twice a day then and it
still didn't cool me off it just made me more horny all the
time.
 "We'd better get out of here. If Al wakes up and finds me gone
he would be worried about me. Listen, I will call the shop
sometime and we can go and have lunch or something and talk
again. I really did enjoy talking to you Honey. You are the
first person I could tell this stuff to. You know you are quite
grown up for your age. I think under the circumstances, you and
I both fingers having fun and watching at the same time, I
think you ought to call me Anita instead of Ms. Johnson, don't
you?"
 I was really pleased to hear her say that and we paid the bill
and left.
 We drove to her house and I let her off in front and then I
drove home. My head was whirling I tell you! Lots had happened
in only one day to me. When I undressed and climbed into bed
my head was still whirling around.
 But I had made a new friend in Anita.

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