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The House Watchers
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The House Watchers
[An erotic story by Deiter Pennmann]
Bob and Tammy lived together. They were unmarried.
Both of them worker long, hard days and came home exhausted.
Both agreed that it was time that they take a vacation
together somewhere warm and fun. They debated and finally
decided on Hawaii. The one hitch in their plans was the
house Tammy owned in which they both lived. Tammy had lots
of plants that had to be watered every day and Bob had
tropical fish that needed feeding. They could not trust a
local teenager to come in every day and perform the task.
One lapse in responsibility would mean the death of his
expensive fish and the sickening of Tammy's plants.
"Tam, I asked Dan at work if he'd stay in the house
while we're gone. He was reluctant at first, but when I
offered to pay, he said he would. I think we can trust him."
"Oh, Bob, you won't believe it. I asked Debbie at work
if she'd stay here in watch the house. She needed the money
really badly and said okay."
"Okay, I'll tell Dan to forget it."
"No, I'll tell Deb no."
"No, she needs the cash. Let her do it."
"Hey, Bob, I know! This house is probably a two-person
job. Deb can't reach all the plants and Dan knows nothing
about fish. I think we can afford for both of them to stay.
They'll buy their own food anyway. It won't cost us that
much."
"Sounds okay, honey. You think of the best things!"
Bob grabbed Tammy around the waist and pressed his lips
to hers as she ground her body against his body, indicating
she wanted It bad.
Bob was only wearing sweatpants, his usual lounging
attire. Tammy's grind rubbed his cock just right, turning
him on strong. Bob led Tammy over to the sofa where they
petted heavily for about half an hour. Bob slowly unbuttoned
Tammy's shirt and kissed at the bare flesh he revealed as he
went. He had every button undone and, in excitement, slipped
his hands beneath her bra cups and felt her hard nipples.
They were soft and warm.
Tammy took in the pleasure Bob gave her. She reached
one of her hands back and unfastened her bra.
Bob pulled her sensible bra away with his teeth and
began licking at her raw tits. He put them in his mouth and
lapped at them. He suckled her, at one point thinking he got
a squirt of milk.
Tammy was loving it. She was getting hot and wet down
there and wanted Bob to work her over soon. She knew Bob
took a while to really get cooking, so she thought she'd
speed things up a little. She grabbed Bob's T-shirt and
pulled it over his head. She put her naked body against his
strong chest.
Bob loved the feeling of the shivering, raw flesh
against his body. He wanted to enter her, but he was not
quite ready yet. Foreplay, must continue, he thought. He
loved it when Tammy pushed him under her and began kissing
his lightly hairy chest. She was slowly making her way down
the Happy Trail.
Tammy put her finger in Bob's navel and sent a tingle
through his dick. She saw that a spot of pre-cum had begun
where Bob's 7-incher ended. Then she put him on top of her.
Bob opened Tammy's jeans and pulled them off her. He
poked his nose at her wet panties and licked her thighs.
Then he roughly pulled them down and poked his tongue into
her cunt. He stroked lightly at her clitoris and sometimes
probed deep into her for effect. She was loving it, as he
could tell by her low moans and her abdominal quivering.
Tammy arched her back and breathed deeply as a quick orgasm
tensed then relaxed her.
Tammy was turned on by her orgasm. She pushed Bob into
a sitting position. She stood and finished undressing, then
she knelt down and pulled Bob's sweatpants and underwear off.
She grabbed his throbbing rod and licked its length. She
slurped a trickle of clear pre-cum, relishing its salty taste
that she craved so often while fingering herself. Then Tammy
put her mouth over his dick and sucked, blew and licked at
it.
Bob looked down at his half-eaten cock. He pushed
Tammy's head further onto his rod, loving her long,
stimulating tongue as it grated against him. The warmth of
her mouth pleased him. "Oh, don't stop. Suck me long and
hard. Eat me...yes! Don't stop. Keep it up. Take my
length."
Tammy felt Bob's penis get even harder as she stimulated
him. She was prepared for his ejaculation.
Seconds after Tammy pulled her tightened mouth along his
length and back to the tuft of his pubic hair, trying not to
gag on his size, Bob tensed and fired a jet of white cum down
her throat. She swallowed as more of his jizz squirted into
her mouth.
Bob felt a primal satisfaction as he pumped juice into
his girlfriend's mouth. He loved it that she swallowed and
didn't spit like some girls. His nuts and prostate actually
hurt a little from the shear pleasure they had absorbed.
Bob wasn't done yet with Tammy. Bob flipped Tammy under
him and began kissing her madly on the mouth and about her
head. He reached down with his hands and fingered his
girlfriend's pussy. He was killing time until he could get
really hard again and getting her wet and ready for his
entry.
Ten minutes and two of Tammy's orgasms went by. Bob was
a steel-hard girder of flesh again. His hands were damp with
pussy juice. He turned Tammy over and spread her legs and
entered her pussy from behind. She loved it as he slowly
pumped with his cock. He reached beneath her and squeezed
her tits alternating with his thrusts. He thought he
bottomed out in her, he was pushing so deep (he really
wasn't). Her ass was rubbing on his abdomen and really
getting him riled. His cock was ultra-excited by the warm
wetness that enclosed it. He pulled out before he thought he
would not be able to stop pumping and let Tammy get on top of
him. She began lifting and dropping her hips, thus sliding
her slit back and forth along his prick.
Tammy felt Bob go into her and warm her belly. She
could almost feel the pre-cum seeping from his cock and
lubricating their path of ecstasy along with her own juices.
Suddenly, they both tensed and both had an orgasm after which
they both flopped to the floor and held each other close,
reflecting on what they had just done for the other.
Tammy dressed first. Before Bob could get his pants on,
she masturbated him to orgasm, catching his third, paltry
amount of ejaculate in her free hand and rubbing it through
her hair.
"What did you do that for?"
"Oh, I'm going to shower anyway. That's the cream
rinse!"
***
A couple weeks later, Bob handed Dan a ring of keys to
Tammy's house. For two weeks he (and Debbie) would have run
of the house.
"Dan, there's something I have to tell you."
"Yeah, I know. Feed the fish every morning and at night
before dinner."
"Yes, and Tammy's girlfriend Debbie will be living there
too."
"What? Bob, you should have said something to me."
"Dan, don't worry. You'll have separate bedrooms- as
long as you decide to sleep alone!" Dan simply smirked at
this notion, not particularly fond of the idea of sex. Of
course, things would change.
"Dan will be there! Dreamy!" exclaimed Debbie when she
heard she'd be with Dan. She had a terrific crush on Dan,
whom she had met once at a party. She knew Dan was kind of
shy when it came to sex. In fact, she had heard that he was
still a virgin. She wanted to be his first. In fact, the
idea turned her on.
Their first night housesitting, Debbie ordered a pizza
for the two of them. Dan was kind of quiet and not up on the
idea of a member of the opposite sex in the same house as
him- alone.
Debbie sat eating her pizza and inspecting Dan's
features. She admired his square, clean jaw and his thick,
blond hair. His deep green eyes were piercing when he wanted
them to be. What she loved also was his tight, muscular body
and the good equipment she knew he must possess at his
crotch. She glanced away when Dan looked up.
Dan thought Debbie was cute. He thought she matched
some of the ideas of awesome girls he conjured in his
frequent fantasies. He thought she might be his first lay,
but still his apprehensions held him. He was plain scared of
taking that first plunge, so to speak. He loved her
seductive, long brown hair, her big chest, her slim waist and
good hips. She was the right height for an unencumbered
fuck, he reasoned.
Dinner ended and Dan retreated to the den to watch some
TV. Debbie picked up the phone and gabbed with some of her
girlfriends for a while.
High over the Pacific, Bob and Tammy sat in 36A and
36B. Dinner was over and the flight crew had retreated to
their areas for cleanup. The two were relatively alone in
their section. Bob reached under Tammy's miniskirt and began
fingering her pussy. He felt her get wet and hot, then
watched her enjoy a long orgasm.
Tammy recovered from her crippling pleasure. Then she
leaned over and positioned herself over Bob's bulging crotch.
She unzipped his fly- carefully avoiding his tender cock.
She reached into the slot and retrieved his dick from his
underpants. She began gently blowing him, right there at
35,000 feet. She pulled off about five minutes later and
watched a spew of his semen shoot out onto the floor in front
of him. A stewardess walked towards them. Bob quickly
tucked himself away in his pants. The stewardess was unaware
of what had happened.
Long after Debbie had gone to bed, Dan continued to
watch TV. He was watching a steamy soft-porn on Cinemax.
His wandering fingers began gently toying with the crotch
area of his pants and felt the throb there that the movie had
caused. A particularly raunchy scene was the straw that
broke the camel's back, per se.
He was compelled to take his pants and shirt off and sit
there in front of the tube, fondling his hard-on. He hoped
Debbie would not come down for any reason, for he could never
dress in time to prevent her from discovering his perversion.
He turned the volume down on the television and got down on
the soft carpet. He lay there naked, his legs drawn up,
jerking his cock in his fist.
When the first drops of pre-cum began oozing from his
tool, he touched his finger to it and drew a spider-web thin
bead of it away. He touched it to his tongue and loved its
savoury taste.
His six inches twitched with the feelings of an oncoming
orgasm, but he resisted continuing his jerking to_prolong his
masturbation. He threw his legs over his head //o-\ and
sighted his cock pointing straight at him. He flexed and
bent, trying to get his cock to touch the tip of his tongue.
After a little trying he had the head of his penis in his
lips and began jerking himself at the same time. The rubbing
in his lips and the stroking of his hand made for a
delightful time. After a few minutes in this awkward
position (and uncomfortable, he thought) he ejaculated in his
mouth. He quickly got up and spit his spoo into a Kleenex,
feeling the electric tingle of the little bit of cum that
remained in his mouth.
While Dan autofellated, Debbie was dreaming of him in
her slit. She pictured the length of him buried in her
pussy, spraying her cervix with his manhood. She awakened
suddenly and realized she was wet down in her hatch. Her
fingers found her vulva and gently patted at the close-cut
hair there (she had it trimmed at a special salon in the
seedier section of town). She crammed her hand into her
pussy and twisted it against her clit.
After nearly coming, she spied the low bedpost at the
foot of the bed. She sat up and knee-walked over to it and
lifted her nighty. She pulled her panties down and impaled
herself on the gnarled post and gently worked it into her.
She had once had a Chippendale model in bed, but never had a
Chippendale bed. Soon, she orgasmed around the pussy-juice
covered bedpost and pulled herself off with a light sucking
sound.
She laid back and drifted off to sleep just as Dan was
making his way quietly to his room, covering his exposed
parts and hoping not to drip any leftover jizzum on the
floor.
The two slept well, for they would need it tomorrow.
It was Saturday. Debbie was up an making pancakes when
Dan came down in shorts and a T-shirt. She was in shorts and
a tube-top. She flipped four pancakes onto his plate and
served them to him. Dan devoured them hungrily.
After breakfast, they did their housesitting chores then
sat around and talked for a few hours. Nothing really sexual
happened during this period except some glances were
exchanged that they interpreted as mild interest by the
other.
That night, Dan went out and rented some porno films for
the VCR. Debbie went out bar-hopping with some of her
girlfriends. She came in fairly early and discovered Dan
asleep in front of a Seka movie, almost over, on the VCR.
She sat and watched intently for a while, glancing over to
watch Dan's chest rise and fall.
She gave into temptation and reached over and felt-up
Dan. She cupped her hand over the mound in his shorts that
marked his penis and testicle-filled scrotum. He awakened,
not knowing he had been violated.
When he realized he had been caught watching a rated-X
movie, he blushed. He was happy he had not undressed to
whack-off yet.
Debbie leaned over him and kissed his tender lips
gently. He grabbed her and brought her onto his lap and
began kissing her madly.
They made their way up to Debbie's fragrant bedroom.
All thoughts of remaining virginal had left Dan's mind.
Debbie was anxious to really get into things.
They necked for a while, then undressed each other
slowly. Debbie lay on the bed and allowed Dan to inspect her
body. She had popped a guy's cherry, metaphorically
speaking, a few times and each one had wanted to just quietly
inspect her body and get to really know the materials he
would have to build a pleasurable experience.
Dan spread the lips of her pussy and stared at the
glistening pink that awaited his advances. He brought his
face close and licked at the length of her slash, circling
many times at her clitoris. Debbie flexed her legs gently
and moaned in delight. Dan buried his agile (from blow-
jobbing himself) tongue as deep as he could in her vortex of
love. He drew it out after she tensed in orgasm and coated
her vagina with lubricating fluids he would need to smooth
his peter's path.
Debbie took charge and made Dan lie on his stomach. She
pointed his dick downward beneath him and licked at its
underside as it throbbed on the sheet. Dan found it hard to
lie still with her gentle massaging at the back of his leg
coupled with her magic tongue. Then she stopped, not seeing
the drip of pre-ejaculatory fluid that suddenly poured from
his penis's tip and soaked into the sheet.
She reached beneath the pillow his head was on and
produced a lubricated condom. She opened the package and
showed it to him. "Oh, yeah, I forgot!" he said thinking she
meant for him to wear it.
"No, silly", she exclaimed as she put her index finger
in it and drew it over its length. She spread Dan's butt and
sighted his hairy, tender asshole. Then she began gently
massaging around it and poking into it. Dan had never
experienced this sensation before and delighted in it.
Debbie reached beneath Dan and placed the finger of her other
hand in his navel. Coupled with the anal stimulation, Dan
was in sheer paradise.
Dan had to almost force Debbie to stop fingering him.
She enjoyed doing non-phallus stimulation. Then she stopped
everything and stood up.
"Come back! I'm not a bad lover, am I?" Dan asked.
"No, you fuck machine. I want to ask you some questions
about everything so far. You're a virgin, right?"
"Yeah, I guess, I haven't speared you yet."
"Do you like what I've done to you so far?"
"You know it!"
Debbie got back on the bed and went down on him. She
suckled his cock and made him squirm. His chest tensed with
libidinous energy. He wanted to come soon, for he thought
his nuts would explode. Masturbation was no match for sex,
he realized.
Dan took charge. He had to puncture her invisible
vaginal barrier and truly make himself a non-virgin. He
grabbed her wrists and threw her under him, he thought maybe
a little too hard. He buried his face in her bulbous tits
and then drew his hips up to hers. She reached down and
spread her cunt and then let him drop his pole into her hole.
Dan thought he would have a heart attack as he slid all
the way into her pussy. He thrust slowly at first, not
knowing if he could stand the feelings. Then, once the
rhythm of his thrusts steadied, he was able to control
himself. Debbie came to orgasm three times before Dan had
his first orgasm of the evening.
Dan felt the familiar rise in tension in his groin,
head, anal and ventral area. He held his breath
involuntarily, squealed a little, then felt his orgasm rise
to an explosive point, then die away as the feeling of
jetting semen came to him. Debbie felt his bursts hit her
innards.
Dan rolled off his fresh kill and thought about what
changes this evening had brought.
"Let me show you something," Dan said. "I've been
masturbating since before I could come. I had a couple of
years of dry orgasms- not pleasant, I know."
"Dan, you're so open. I love that in a guy! I could
eat you up!" she said going for his cock again with her
mouth. He held her back for a second. He slid to the lower
part of the bed and threw his legs back over his head. He
quickly assumed his self oral-pleasure position. Debbie knew
what to do. She got in front of him and put her head between
his legs and joined him in sucking his dick all the way to a
lovely, spectacular, somewhat messy orgasm which both of them
shared in licking and swallowing.
Debbie and Dan spent every night, and some days, fucking
each other.
The End
D.P.
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