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Voyeur Son [mf incest]
All stories on this web site are purely FICTIONAL. The people depicted within these stories only exist in someone's IMAGINATION. Any resemblence between anyone depicted in these stories and any real person, living or dead, is an incredible COINCIDENCE too bizarre to be believed. If you think that you or someone you know is depicted in one of these stories it's only because you're a twisted perverted little fucker who sees conspiracies and plots where none exist. You probably suspect that your own MOTHER had sex with ALIENS and COWS and stuff. Well, she didn't. It's all in your head. Now take your tranquilizers and RELAX.
A Voyeur's Surprise
[An erotic story by Deiter Pennmann]
Jim was a nerdy guy. He had never kissed a girl in his
life. He thought nothing unusual about that fact, figuring
he was only 19 and had many years to go and plenty of time to
meet a "nice girl".
Jim, it so happens, was a bit of a peeping tom. He
worked as a bellhop in a major New York City hotel (owned by
The Bitch, as the manager said many times red faced). He had
discovered many small airways that led to most of the rooms.
On his breaks and days off, he would come to the hotel, look
up a newlywed couple or a stud actor or an easy singer in the
register and watch to his dick's content.
Jim decided today, his day off, that he should peep in
on one of the big brat pack actors who was in town and
staying at the hotel. He looked up the guy in the book, then
headed up the elevator. Using his passkey, he entered an
airway and made his way through the tight squeeze to the
actor's room. Jim peered through an air vent and saw a girl
sitting on the bed.
Across from her sat the handsome brat pack actor. Jim
noticed that he was wearing tight pants that showed two
"cloves" in the crotch- each a testicle, and a little bump,
the guy's dick head. Jim hated guys who wore pants like
that. He especially noticed the girl who seemed to be
pouting. The actor went over to her and tried to put his arm
around her, but she pushed him away. Then the actor produced
a small box from his pocket and opened it for the girl.
She loved the necklace and immediately put it on. Jim
watched as she softened up and gave the actor a big kiss
which didn't end. Jim the voyeur watched as the two stripped
for each other and then made coitus. The actor was well-
endowed and the girl had huge tits. The sex session began
quickly, and ended rather quickly. The actor brought the
girl to orgasm quickly and then continued until he blew
spunk. Jim remarked at how red the actors penis was when he
pulled it out. He figured that the girl had not had any time
to get wet, thus it was a pretty dry fuck.
Another day, Jim peeked in on an old politician and his
mistress. The mistress was a whore. The politician enjoyed
having his anus licked out, so the mistress dutifully tongued
him up the ass. Jim watched as the old politician's
shriveled cock shot bloody semen all over the mistress's
bleached-platinum hair.
During a lunch break one Saturday, Jim slinked through
the ducts and saw two lesbians starting a session. One was a
pretty, young girl, the other also young but slightly less
attractive. He figured they were two graduate students or
something in New York together for a vacation. The pretty
one was being massaged- clothed mind you -by the other one.
The pretty one was really enjoying it and rolled over several
times to get rubbed everywhere she possibly could. The other
girl abruptly stopped and pulled down her skirt and slip and
panties, and removed her napkin, the thrust her cunt at the
pretty one.
The pretty one buried her face in the other's crotch.
The less pretty one moaned long and low, obviously loving the
experience.
Jim was excited too. He had never seen lesbians before.
He saw homos once but that grossed him out. Their
buttfucking was revolting. The voyeur was compelled to jerk
off as he watched. When he came, it dripped on his pants
where he would not notice until he got home later. Other
people would notice! None mentioned it. Jim wondered why he
smelled a sort-of fishy, raw smell all day, not knowing it
was his own cum.
Well, the lesbians were undressing each other not long
after they began. The less pretty one was lying on the bed,
wishing for another orgasm. Her legs were bent up. The
pretty one was fingering herself at the foot of the bed and
rubbing some K-Y lubricating gel in too. Then she went over
and began knee-riding the less pretty one.
The knee ride is popular among lesbians. These two
girls were no exception. They rode each other, rubbing the
whole of their genital receptive surfaces on their partner's
leg. Jim stayed to watch as long as he could, but it was
almost time for him to resume work.
On his day off once, Jim was watching four young women,
none of whom seemed prone to lesbianism. He enjoyed just
watching their beautiful bodies though. They were four 20
year-olds from Michigan. Each were finalists in a beauty
pageant.
Jim stared as they sat around talking. Suddenly his
watch alarm went off, blowing his cover. "Hey girls,
someone's in the air vent. Let's get 'em." The girls got up
and tore the metal panel away from the vent, exposing water
pipes, air ducts, wiring and Jim the voyeur.
They dragged him out of the vent through dust and
spider webs and threw him on the bed. "Let me go, I- I was
fixing a pipe."
"Yeah, you were playing with YOUR pipe, bastard!" said
one of the girls from Michigan.
"He's kind of cute," said another, "but a little geeky.
I think we should screw him good!"
"No, don't have me fired, please!!" Jim begged,
misunderstanding her.
The girls stripped him, though he put up quite a fight
at first, and strapped him to the double bed with belts and
sheets from the other bed.
The girls then proceeded to strip off their clothes,
revealing bodies even sexier than he had imagined. One
proceeded to kiss him about the head and face. Another
rubbed his legs. Another tickled his stomach with her
fingernails. The fourth fondled his cock with her hands.
This activity went uninterrupted for some five minutes. Jim
was hard as an aluminum bat by then. He knew he was being
raped but he enjoyed it.
The girl involved with his stomach probed her suitcase
for something. She produced an electric shaver for her legs.
She turned it on and proceeded to shave the hair off Jim's
dick. He was thankful that it was one that didn't nick or
cut.
When she finished, she brushed the pubic hairs away and
allowed Jim to see his bare-as-the-day-he-was-born prick
between his legs. Even his balls were clean-shaven. The
girls traded places now. He was still being kissed, still
being rubbed on the stomach and still being massaged on the
legs. And still, one of them fondled his cock. Now the
sensation was unbelievable. Nerves that had been shielded by
a pad of pubic hair since he was 12 or 13 were being given
full stimulation.
Not only did the girl fondle his dick, but she began to
suck it too. Jim couldn't believe this was happening to him.
The girl at his cock licked his length (he was a big 9
inches- the geeks always have too much of what they can't
use). She invited one of the other girls over. "Do his
nuts." The girl at his legs stopped and leaned up. She
started sucking and licking his hairless scrotum. The girl
on his penis delighted in the situation.
Soon, all four girls were jockeying for position at his
cock. Two took on his prick, two went for his scrotum.
Sometimes four tongues surrounded his length and licked at
him.
Jim screamed a geeky whine then shot a big wad of white,
sticky, warm goo onto the pursed lips of one of the girls.
She rose up and laughed, letting his jizz drip into her
mouth. She swallowed and wiped the rest away on her forearm.
Jim went limp fairly quickly. Three of the girls went into
the bathroom, for reasons Jim did not know. The one left
with him sat on the bed and stroked his smooth, hairless
chest.
"What's it like to be a guy?" she asked in a stupid
airhead voice.
"It's okay, I guess." Jim answered with a rasping voice.
"No, I mean, what's it like to have a dick?" she asked,
moving down to inspect his organ closely.
"It's no problem. You can piss on a dime if you have
good enough aim. You can get off anywhere you can get your
dick rubbing against something. You can..." he said,
cutting himself off, not believing he had said so much so
openly.
"Is this where they circumcised you?" She asked,
touching the slightly ragged area around the base of the tip
of his cock.
"I guess so."
She played with his limp cock which laid across his leg.
She inspected it thoroughly, noticing the major veins in it
which coursed with blue-colored blood. She marvelled at the
simplicity of its length and the complexity of its function.
As she looked at his dick, it moved slowly with unconscious
tendencies toward erection and non-erection. He still was in
shock and in a post-orgasmic trough. It would be a while
before he could cum again.
The other three came out of the bathroom, having
inserted their cervical caps, lest he should impregnate them
and produce hideous little geeks like him. The girl who had
stayed with him had masturbated him a while and gotten nine
inches back for her work.
One of the bathroom girls came up to him and spread her
close-shaven pussy for him. He saw she had put some
lubricant in her crack. She hesitated for a second, then
grabbed his dick and guided it into her. She proceeded to
bob up and down.
Jim was in ecstasy. He felt her smooth cunt glide over
his wang. Her body came down warmly and gently on his
tightened scrotum. One of the other girls reached into the
action and began massaging his nuts. Another rubbed his cock
whenever the girl who was doing him was on the upstroke. The
other fed her fingers into the girl doing him and aided in
the genital stimulation.
The girl got off of him before he came. He stared at
his shiny, red prick. It was wet and warm and he could see
pre-cum almost gushing from it. Another of the bathroom
girls came up and spread her lower lips. She kissed his
dick's tip, then threw herself on him and let him bottom out
in her. Then she began gyrating. She quickly came, again
before he could, and dismounted.
The last bathroom girl got on him and faced away from
him. He watched as his rod glided between her tight pussy
flaps. Her ass bobbed a few feet from his face. He bottomed
out in her too, to her satisfaction. Jim supposed that the
absence of pubic hair on his fresh-shaven tool had heightened
his enjoyment.
Jim was moments from orgasm but the girl stopped, sat to
the side of the bed and fingered herself to a finish. The
last girl who had sat with him approached him and stuck her
finger in his belly-button and twisted it until he thought he
would piss a gallon. He didn't because he was much to erect.
She got into the 69 position and began fellatio on him.
He instinctively pushed his tongue into her slot and licked
away. She was wet and warm. She didn't smell like he had
heard girls did.
She came in his face, dripping pussy juice from her
pubic hairs like dew off a flower. Then she spun around and
did him. Jim thought she was the tightest and the best of
the four.
His glands screamed as he shot a huge wad deep into the
girl. She sighed in shock as she felt herself fill with his
fluid. She dismounted, then she and the others retreated to
the bathroom again.
Jim had nearly fallen asleep when they came out of the
bathroom. They carefully untied him, then flipped him over
and tied him back up.
One of them spread his ass apart and, with a plastic bag
he guessed, did a stimulating anal probe. Jim turned his
head and saw one of them had an ice bucket. He turned away,
knowing they were going to torture him.
One of them thrust the ice cube up his asshole. He
thought he would die of pain. It quickly melted and they
crammed another up there. It melted. They inserted another.
This went on for a while. Then, the girls drained his ass
into a towel and left the room again.
They came back and found him asleep. They untied him
and flipped him over. Then they awakened him. "If you try
to escape, we'll beat the shit out of you!" Jim nodded in
sleepy agreement, really having no intention of leaving.
"Masturbate!" the girl who had sat with him ordered.
Jim complied. He sat on the bed with his legs bent up
slightly and spread open. He grabbed the rubbery-feeling
cock that hung between his legs and fondled three inches of
jello into nine inches of steel. Slightly ashamed, he jerked
away until he shot a jet of semen onto the bed.
The girls forced him to lick it off the sheet, which he
did. He had never had his cum before and found he enjoyed
its flavor.
They sat watching him for a long while. They watched
his cock slink back into a wormlike appendage, then they dove
for him.
They blindfolded him and began every sexual trick they
knew. He had mouths, cunts, hands and feet at his crotch and
always a pussy at his mouth.
His last orgasm was a screamer- the kind one has after
having come quite recently. Hardly any semen came out of
him, but his balls ached as they squeezed out all the sperm
they could. His prostate, he thought, would need surgery
after all this wear and tear. Old mister cock would probably
need skin grafts and a vacation to survive this sexual
ordeal.
Jim was allowed to dress and left through the vent from
which they pulled him. He emerged at a service closet and
sat on a chair in it trying to make sense of what had
happened.
Jim would never have sex again in his life.
The End
D.P.
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