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Young Show and Tell
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"Show me yours-I'll show you mine!"
Part I
This story is based upon a group of fantasies and real life experiences
that a close friend related to me. It is adult entertainment, containing
graphic depictions of sexual activity. You are cautioned to read
no further if offended by stories involving youngsters.
For those of you who enjoy the story, I always welcome your comments or
ideas.
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Hawaii is the perfect vacation place for me, and I try to go there at
least once a year to relax in the sun, and enjoy one of my favorite sex
activities; voyeurism (mixed with a cautious amount of exhibitionism).
The hotels on Waikiki Beach are situated close together, and offer
not only panoramic views of the ocean, but sometimes "sexy" views into
the bedrooms of other hotel patrons.
After traveling for over 15 years extensivly in my job, I had developed
a real fetish for peeping at scenes in other hotel rooms. On many of
of those occasions when I found other willing exhibitionists, I flashed
back, and enjoyed many hot encounters with a host of sexy men.
My second favorite sexual activity is after all mutual j/o sessions.
At 40 years of age, I was enjoying my 6th year of divorce from a very
painful 15 year marriage. My sex life during the marriage to this woman
was at best, lousy. Upon reflection, I think that at age 34 when
the divorce came about, I began achieving my sexual peak, and became one
horny bastard. Not one to be without companionship, I finally met a
very horny young lady who shared the same sexual interests as mine, wanted
companionship, but also wanted her space.
I dated Nancy for a few years. The relationship blossomed and after two
years, I reconsidered her earlier offer of sharing a home, and moved in
with her and her daughter Gwen, a spunky and cute little blond 6 year old.
After moving in, my relationship grew with Gwen and we became close
friends also. Nudity was not uncommon around our home, but I never had
any sexual cravings for Gwen (or any other child for that fact), only
fatherly concern that she was growing up to be an attractive young lady
with a cute little figure. This summer, at 10 years of age, she had
her first period, and began sprouting tiny boobs. Before leaving for a
six week Europe business trip, I made a mental note to start keeping a
closer watch upon her, the need evidenced by the constant flow of sixth
grade boys that kept showing up at the house.
Nancy, is an airline stewardess for United and also traveled much of the time,
I was in International business, traveling to the Orient and Western
Europe. After concluding my six week Europe trip, I flew to Honolulu,
where Nancy and I had agreed to meet for a few days get away. Nancy planned
to combine her trip there with a route that she was flying, and would
arrive there a few days after I did.
This schedule worked out well for me, as it allowed me to engage in some
of my voyeuristic activities before she got there. Dont get me wrong-I
would have loved to include her, however like most women, Nancy was nervous
about going too far. A very hot lady who loved mutual masturbation,
she was particularly in tune to my at home sexual needs, but new nothing of my
interest in voyeurism/exhibitionism, or my bi-sexuality.
After many trips to Honolulu, I had found a couple of small, out of the
way hotels that were adjacent to apartment and condo complexs that housed
many gay men and couples. In previous travels, I had enjoyed more than one
mutual j/o sessions with some of the adjacent tenants. When I arrived on this
trip, I was pleased to find that my room was on the 5th floor, and
had no view, other than the wall and one of the windows of the adjacent
apartment complex. The buildings at this point were extremely close, and
less than 5 feet away. As I had arrived in the early morning, I knew that
the window action would not heat up until evening after everyone arrived
home from work. My fingers were crossed that the apartment would not be
vacant or contain an un-interested tenant who kept the drapes closed.
I planned to stay in this hotel and then check out and into the Sheraton
just before Nancy arrived in two days.
I was caught totally off guard after just checking in when I received a
phone call from Nancy. She had been trying to contact me at the Sheraton,
and had finally located the name of my hotel through the secretary. I
mumbled some excuse about short notice room availability.
Nancy told me that she had a slight change of plans, and asked if I would
mind her daughter Gwen joinging us. Gwen's plans of spending a few days
at one of her friends house had fallen through and Nancy was feeling guilty
about not spending much time with her that summer. I agreed, but was
slightly dissapointed that we would not have a weekend "free" from kids,
I mistakenly assumed also that Gwen would fly to Honolulu when Nancy was
scheduled to arrive, in two days. I would still have the opportunity to
"play" for a few days. I told Nancy that it would be fine, and that she
should tell me when to pick Gwen up at the airport.
Nancy threw another wrench into the spoke when she explained that
Gwen was leaving on a flight in a few hours and would arrive later
that evening. With summer travel, standy flight for relatives was on
a limited space basis and there were no other options. Nancy apologized
for making me "babysit" Gwen, and asked if I minded showing Gwen around
Honolulu for a few days. I happily accepted my "fatherly" tasks and
got the flight number which was to arrive at 9:00 PM that night.
I toyed with the idea of changing hotels, but resolved that I would just
have to keep the curtains closed for the two days that we were there.
Nine ocklock rolled around and I picked Gwen up at the airport. It was too
late to do much other than take a cruise through Honolulu, and take a
walk along the beachfront hotels. We did both and returned to the room
about 11:30 PM.
The hotel room was fairly small. It had two double beds with the foot
boards facing the only window (which looked into the other apartment).
The drapes consisted of a heavy cloth and separate sheer, the latter which
allowed only minimal light and movement to be noticable from outside.
The heavy cloth drapery could be pulled to ensure total privacy.
I made a point of showing Gwen that the view was lousy and that we should
keep both drapes closed since the other window was so close.
We showered (separatly), and I put my swim trunks on (nylon speedos). Gwen
had on tiny undies and a T-shirt that went to her knees. We chatted and joked
while watching TV, and I noticed her look outside the window several times
while I became engrossed in a TV show. Her peeks at the curtain became
more frequent, and I began to suspect that someone was "interesting" in the
adjacent window and that her little girl curiosity was having trouble
concealing itself.
My imagination started going crazy at that point, and I'm sure that I
must have been "lost in space" for at least several minutes.
I was slightly embarassed and concerned that the images developing
in my minds eye were largely sexual and not "fatherly" as they should be.
I felt a stirring in my groin when I thought about Gwen getting excited
much like I do whenever a visual opportunity presents itself. Suddenly I
found myself imaging what my 7 1/2" cut cock would look like next to her
smooth hairless skin.
Gwen was standing with her back to me near the curtains, parting them
slightly with her hands. She was so intent on watching, that she did not notice
when I got up from my chair and walked up behind her. As I approached, I saw
that her breathing was shallow, and she trembled slightly. I let out a slight
gasp when I looked over her shoulder through the crack in the curtains and saw
what she had been so intently looking at.
In the adjacent apartment, the lone male occupant was seated on a chair
watching TV. A handsome black man in his 40's, he was naked and
fondling his big uncut cock. His cock was easily 12" long and appeared
very thick and veiny. Its bloated head was shiny from the gobs of vasoline that
the man had applied to it while he jacked it with both hands.
Gwen heard my gasp, realizing that I was standing beside her, but didnt
say anything, and merely shifted her position to allow me a more of a view.
For what seemed like twenty minutes, we both peeked out the curtains,
watching the man massage and manipulate his cock in every conceivable way. He
walked around his room rubbing it, jacking it near the window
while he paged through a porn magazine that was in his hand.
Gwen and I both were captivated by the show in front of us. In my glazed over
lust, I commented without thinking, "That is one big dick". Gwen's unexpected
response to my slip of the tongue began with a deep sigh, and the
statement, "It SURE is!"
I could tell that the man knew he was being watched. He looked over at us and
seemed to be making every effort to see if someone was watching him from our
crack in our curtains. Any other time, I would have had my hard cock
peeking out from behind the curtains.
The responsible adult side of me told me to close the curtains and scold
Gwen. The voyeur however won out, and before long I suggested to Gwen
that we turn off the room lights, open the drapes slightly, and sit back
away from the window, allowing the light to filter in and give us a better
view. I was certain the man would definatly know someone was inside the other
room watching him, but still not be able to see us.
Gwen took the suggestion without hesitation, making a dash for the light
switch and grabbing a chair to place in front. I parted the drapes
slighty and adjusted them so that we could see a full view of the room.
I sat down on the chair, and Gwen immediatly crawled onto my lap.
In an affectionate gesture, she grabbed both my arms and placed them around her
waist, laying them on her legs. I felt the heat from her crotch and shifted
around so that she was sitting on my leg, and not on the growing bulge in
my speedos.
We continued to watch the scene, both of us squirming around, trying to
conceal our urges. Gwen was still seated on my leg, but her T-shirt
had worked its way up during her squirming, and the tiny pink
bikinis had ridden up the crack of her ass. Her bare ass cheeks were
touching against my leg, the friction increased by the constant moving of
both of her legs from her movement. Our exhibitionist across the way was still
moving around the room, jacking off and displaying his dick from
different positions. Much more of this and I was going to cum in my
speedos.
At just about that point, I began to visualize Gwen participating
in some of the same sex acts that I had experienced with her mother.
Not really having the balls to make the first move, and still nervous,
I rationalized that this experience was not really hurting Gwen, that it
was a fact of life that people liked to show off, and that sooner or later
she was going to get a good close up look at a cock anyhow. I certainly
had no intention of fucking her, and doubted that our game would go
much further. I decided at any rate that I was NOT going to make the
first move.
Our window scene ended abruptly when the exhibitionist closed his drapes. In
a way I was pissed off that the show was over, yet glad that it had not
gone farther with Gwen. She immediatly hopped off my lap, and we finished
watching TV. Nothing more was said about the incident, and we each went
to bed shortly after that (in our separate beds). As we lay there in the
dark, Gwen asked me if guys "jacked off" alot. I was surprised that she
knew of the term, but thought better to get involved in a conversation
about that right at the time. My cock was still throbbing, and I expected
some difficulty in sleeping, hoping that Gwen would go to sleep quick
so that I could slip into the bathroom and relieve myself. I mumbled some
a response that we would discuss it at a later time.
The conversation ended almost as abruptly as our window show, and Gwen
dropped off to sleep. Eventually my boner subsided, and I also dropped
off to sleep, but not before opening the heavy cloth curtains to allow
the sun to shine through the sheers in the morning and wake us up.
It must have been about 2:30 AM when I awoke to a light switching on
in our neighbors room. I could see through the sheer curtain that someone was
moving around in his apartment, and hoped that our black friend was at it again.
I lay there quite still, hoping that Gwen would stay asleep so that I could
see some action. Dissapointed once again, I saw that Gwen stirred, and
got up out of bed walking over to the bathroom. I pretended to
be asleep as she crawled out of bed, went into the bathroom and shut the
door. A few minutes later after a flush of the toilet, out she came sans
T-shirt and underwear, moving silently past my bed, but first leaning
over me to make certain I was asleep. In the dimly lit room, I could see
the shape of her tiny nude body, and admired the roundness of her butt. My
cock became instantly hard, and I stroked it under the covers, trying to make
as little movement as possible.
Upon arrival at the curtain, Gwen parted them slightly, and stood back a
few steps watching our man across the way. Slightly shifting positions in
bed, I could see that our willing exhibitionist was at it again, and he knew
someone was in our room watching him again, as evidenced by his actions.
He continued to stroke and tease his big black cock, and
actually placed it against the window, humping the window while he cupped
his hands up to his eyes to see if he could see who was watching him.
As I watched again with fascination, I was also treated to a veiw of the very
naked Gwen from the backside, her tiny young body illuminated in the light
body illuminated in the light from our friends room. Her fingers were barely
visible from under her ass crack as she fondled her hairless mound, her body
swaying gently back and forth.
She was startled when she heard my voice announce "Why not open the curtains
all the way so I can watch..He cant see us in here anyway".
She turned around, smiled and started walking towards the curtain draw
string. A wicked thought entered my mind, and I teasingly suggested that she
let our friend see who was watching him by letting me turn on the bedside
light. I convinced her she would only be illuminated slightly
and the guy would not be able to see much.
She took the suggestion without hesitation, and we both laughed about how
surprised our friend would be. In an even bolder and more flagrant example
of exhibitionism, Gwen surprised me by instead suggesting that I turn on the
main room lights to give him a better look...reminding me that I could only
keep the lights on for a few minutes to save any embarassment that she might
have.
Like a professional stripper, my young student switched on the room lights
herself, and walked over to the drapes, pulling open the sheer. With both
hands on her hips, she did a little dance, shook her ass towards the
window, then made a run for the light switch, turning it off, and diving
onto her own bed.
Our friends response was equally exciting. He initially caught a glimpse
of her walking past the curtains when the light first came on. The effect
was obvious. Large drops of pre-cum literally dribbled from the end of
his cock. When she stepped in front of the open curtains with the light on,
his body flattened against window with his thick cock pumping out large gobs
of sperm. It was easy to see that he was extremely turned on by the sight of
a 10 year old hairless virgin watching him at his moment of ectasy.
As Gwen and I lay in the darkness in our own beds next to each other, we
continued to watch our friend. His cock wasted no time in getting hard again,
and he spent the next hour explording every vein, crevice and orifice of his
body for our visual delight. I was particularly amused when he contorted
his body enough that he was able to lick the end of his penis.
Both Gwen and I were under the covers of our respective beds, both affected
by the show before us. As I stroked my cock under the covers, I became
bolder as the show across the way got longer, and I pulled my covers down
after announcing that I was hot. Naked and with a bursting hardon,
I arched my back slightly, hoping that Gwen would show interest in seeing
my equipment. I toyed gently with my large balls, stroking the shaft of my
cock at a slower pace to give her a better view. Her response when she
noticed me was better than I would have ever fantasized.
"To be continued"
END of Part I
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