Once Upon a First Time

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It all started one day when I had noticed our next door neighbor, Myra, working in her backyard. I was 18 and as usual doing various chores around the house. We have a swimming pool so our fences are built slightly higher than the rest of the neighbors for privacy, which, as I found out, also means the neighbors get a bit of privacy as well. As I sat on the roof, taking a break from trimming back tree limbs off the roof for winter, I watched her in her blue jean cut offs and tank top. Myra, not exactly a looker, with dark hair that tangled down her back, she had rather large thighs and big hips that actually tapered to a sort of chubby waist and smaller upper body. I could see her ass sticking out of the shorts as she bent to move the sprinklers around the grass. She then went inside and I sat fantasizing about her. I was wearing shorts and pulled my hard cock out the side of them. A bit of pre-cum had already begun oozing out the tip. I had already jerked off this morning with a prolonged taking over of the bathroom, running the shower to cover my moans and the whacking noise, while I sat on my knees jerking away till I spurted all over the floor, so I was in a constant state of arousal it seemed.

As I fondled my cock lost in my daydream, Myra came back outside, this time wearing a bathing suit, her meaty thighs shaking as she walked, her pale skin nearly reflecting the sun, and bouncing in their bathing top were two tits that absolutely captivated me. I barely could take my eyes off of them. She carried a magazine, towel and glass of some type of drink. She spread the towel out on her lawn at an angle sort of facing me and then as she bent over her tits looked enormous as they hung down and I was mesmerized as she lay down. It was either my bad eye sight or my imagination but I could swear I could see her black haired muff sticking slightly out of her suit as she lay down. I sat there silently staring at her stroking my cock, dreaming of her looking up at me and asking me to come over. As she was wearing mirrored sunglasses it looked as if she were staring right at me, though hidden as I was I thought it impossible. Just as I was cumming from jerking I moved and the hand saw went tumbling down the roof and off the gutter, embarrassed I tried to pretend like nothing was happening, and I guiltily glanced Myra’s way and she waved and said, “Hi there, working hard?” Not knowing if she had actually seen me or not and out of embarrassment I climbed the ladder down to retrieve the saw barely mumbling a reply.

I went inside to get a coke and when I finally got back on the roof, Myra had rolled over; she had pulled her bathing suit into her butt cheeks so it resembled a thong and I sat there staring at those wonderful huge globes once again dreaming of fondling them. Putting my mind off of things I climbed up and went back to work, occasionally glancing over to see what kind of view she might give me next.

Now at night I would go out and party with my friends and would come home stoned or drunk or both and horny as hell. Knowing my parents, like clockwork, would be in bed by 11:30 Pm, I would get something to eat and kick it in my room listening to tunes with my headphones. But by 11:45 I had the porno magazines laid out across my bed with my favorite pics and stories before me. My bed was pushed up against the wall under a big window facing the fence that separated Myra’s and our house. Straight across was a room that as far as I knew was not used very much as her Master bedroom was on the other side of the house.

I guess because with the lights on in my room, the reflection and the darkness of her house, I thought I was alone and safe and that no one could possibly be watching me as I sat on my knees stroking my cock looking at my favorite porn stars. I would walk around naked all night in my room, posing in my mirror and doing exercises etc.

One horny night, I was following my ritual and was in mid-stroke with my hand all oiled up, when I heard my parent’s bedroom door open. In a panic I threw the covers over the magazines and threw some shorts on and quickly turned off the light. As I felt busted and guilty as hell my Mom poked her head in the door and asked if I were asleep, and reminded me, “to make sure I came straight home from school as I had a dentist appointment at four.”

“Yeah, yeah, yeah!” I said.

I listened as my mom’s footsteps retreated and her bedroom door closed. But I was not thinking about my Mom at that point. I was in shock because when I turned off my light and ran to my bed I was looking straight across at Myra, who was standing in her window staring at me behind curtains. Because without the light the glare was gone immediately, I caught a glimpse of her as she tried to back away from view. Interesting, I thought, so she has been watching me jack off.

I lay in bed staring over the fence at the window wondering if she was still standing there. My cock grew so hard I thought it was going to burst at the thought of her watching me. I was bahis firmaları so horny that I lay on my back in the dark and stroked till I shot my load straight up in the air. I slid my magazines under the mattress, cleaned myself off and called it a night.

All day the next day all I could think about was Myra watching me. I was a walking hard on in a daydream as I imagined all kinds of scenarios with her. When I got home that afternoon, I went to my room and looked over but there was no sign of curtains moving or anything and most likely she was still at work. I continuously pranced around my room naked keeping my cock half erect most of the time just in case she might be there watching. I went out that night and came home buzzed. This time I kept my lights off as I suddenly had stage fright; I kept glancing over wondering if she was there but saw no signs of her.

The next day, I was walking around with a hard on thinking of her watching me; it was all I could think about. That and the impressions of her in her bathing suit that day. All I could think about is the sight of her lying there and the tufts of hair protruding out from her bathing suit just like in the magazines.

The only time I had seen a pussy up close besides in a magazine was the summer before. I was at a neighbors pool party and families around our end of the block were there as the husbands had gone abalone diving and they were cooking a big BBQ. All the adults were drinking while we kids played in the pool. As dinner approached, I was asked to run across the street to Jim and Marty’s house to get some stuff from their kitchen. I entered the house and went back to the kitchen to gather what they wanted. On my way out the door I took a detour to the bathroom to take a pee. As I entered the bathroom it opened on the other side to the master bedroom and lying face down was Marty naked. I couldn’t believe it. I stood and stared and then crept up closer for a better view. My heart was pounding in my chest as I stood over her. Her legs were somewhat spread in the odd way she had fell asleep and I stared at her ass and her pussy. Thick hair grew around her pussy and up the crack of her ass and around her butt hole; of course these were the days when shaving was not the norm. I would have given anything for her to turn over so I could see her tits or more of her body. Guiltily I crept out of her bedroom and back to the pool party as I had now seen my first live pussy and what would become something I fantasized about for years.

Later that night I went out with friends and came home horny and stoned as hell. Once I got past the parental nightly grilling, I went to bed and faked going to sleep. As soon as I heard my parents go to bed I hopped out of bed and turned on the light. I oiled up my hands and my cock and stroked it to a raging hard on, I walked around my room acting like I was busy, the whole time thinking she might be watching. I abruptly turned the lights out and spun to see if she watching and as before I caught a glimpse of her moving away from the curtains as they moved ever so slightly as she retreated. Again I finished myself off in the dark promising myself I would be brave next time and stand on my bed and jerk off facing her.

Oddly enough, I pretty much avoided her, staying indoors keeping away from any chance of seeing her, but in the safety of my bedroom I was a brave exhibitionist. I had no idea what I would say to her if I saw her and it really scared me to death. I mean what could I say if confronted by her? Deny it completely? Claim ignorance that I didn’t realize my window was wide open and that she could look right in. Well, that was the truth wasn’t it? At least it was at first.

The weekend came and I was forced to do my usual chores, mowing the lawns and gardening, and as I was pushing the mower I saw Myra’s garage door open and she backed her car out. As she drove away she waved to me smiling just like any other day. Maybe it was all in my head and I really wasn’t seeing her hiding behind the curtains at night. I don’t know now. That night I got pretty stoned and drunk and came home really buzzing and as usual horny as hell. This time I was throwing caution to the wind. I turned on my light, tore my clothes off, my cock already hard, I grabbed some Vaseline and stood on my bed facing the window and Myra’s window. I leaned against the window sill as I stroked my cock for all I was worth. I shot streams of cum onto my window and down the wall. I stood there cupping my balls and stroking every last bit of cum out of my cock before I hopped down off the bed and turned off the light. But completely disappointed as there were no signs of Myra watching me at all. I finally got brave enough to put on a show and there was no audience.

A few nights later, horny as hell, I did the same thing standing on my bed staring right at what I thought would be Myra if she was watching me and cumming on my window. Again after turning the light off I still saw no signs of her. Maybe it really was kaçak iddaa all a fantasy. Embarrassment and guilt was all I felt as I laid in the dark thinking what if someone else had seen what I was doing. Friends of mine would sometimes hop the fence late at night and come over to my window to wake me up to sneak out and party. I was risking a lot of potential embarrassment. But when my hormones kicked in I would get so focused and horny I could not think of anything else but satisfying my fantasies and cumming.

Walking down the street coming home from a friends I came to the edge of Myra’s property just as she was struggling taking the garbage cans out to the curb. She had her hair pulled back into a ponytail and was wearing a sweatshirt and jeans. I could not help looking at her chest and then making matters worse I could see the outline of her nipples reacting to the cold early evening as they poked against the sweatshirt fabric.

She asked if I could help her with the trash cans as they were full and really heavy. As I helped her lift the can and drag it out, I was so embarrassed as I was standing this close to her; she kept glancing at me as she made small talk about school and things. I kept glancing down to catch another glimpse at her chest; I simply could not help myself. I kept wondering if it was all in my head, was she really watching me through my window, but she didn’t say anything. Because I had gone days without seeing her or thinking I saw her at the window I had quit jerking off so dramatically. At this point masturbating for her, if she even was there, was starting to lose it’s appeal as I had no signs at all that she was even watching, so what was the point. Eager to get away from her and any conversation, I quickly helped her get the garbage out and mumbled that I had to go. I could not even make eye contact with her as my nervousness increased full tilt. She started to say something to me, but I was already running towards my house acting as if I had not heard anything..

All day long the next day all I could think about were her hard nipples through that sweatshirt and what they must look and feel like. The next night I got out my magazines and knelt on the bed, my cock hard as can be as I rocked back in forth fucking my hand and then I heard my parents door open again, this time I hopped out of bed and clicked the light off and as I turned around there was no mistaking Myra in the window, and this time, either because I caught her or because she wanted me to see her, she only backed away slowly and I caught a full view of a dark bush of pussy hair and a glimpse of her large sagging breasts with huge areolas dark brown in color. But her eyes were what got me. She has eyes that are washed out sky blue, so intimidating looking. It still played with my head, was she really there, was I imagining it? No, she was there, no question.

When my parents went to bed I was too chicken shit to turn the lights back on and finished myself off in the dark. Now I knew she was watching.

The next couple of nights I had lost my courage as it no longer were a question if she was there, she was there and I was too nervous about it to do anything. Each day that I left my house I always went the opposite direction from her house in a hurry. I avoided as much as I could being outside when I was home. I even took to closing my drapes so she couldn’t see in and know I was home or not. I knew, inevitably I would have to face her, especially as Saturday chores were unavoidable and what would be worse facing her and my embarrassment or facing my Dad for not doing my work? And then the worst case scenario hit me; what if she was to tell my parents? I had no idea what to do but to keep acting like it never happened.

Saturday rolled around again and there was no getting out of mowing the lawns and doing my chores. As I was doing my laps with the mower, Myra came walking out, I looked up to see her in old jean shorts and a white top with no sleeves, her whole body seemed to bounce with every step she took. She walked right up to me. As I could barely hear her over the mowers engine she leaned real close and I could feel her cool breath and those intimidating eyes upon me. “Would you mind doing my yard and the back for me, I will make it worth your while.” She smiled as she said it. I looked immediately down as my eyes met hers and swept across her chest, but no sign of nipples this time. As I had done it before it was not an out of the ordinary question to mow her lawns, so I nodded my assent and went back to mowing, trying to avoid any conversation. When I had finished I was rolling her garbage cans out along the side of her house for her when I felt an icy wet hand on my arm. She had brought out a coke for me and the coolness startled me. I was trapped and here whatever she had to say was coming, and my stomach knotted up in worry.

“So……” she said.

I looked at her wondering what she may say, trying to avoid eye contact.

“Well, I don’t know what to say. kaçak bahis I am so disappointed.” She hesitated and I looked up into those eyes.” I was so enjoying your little shows you were putting on for me and then you just stopped.”

“I …. “I stuttered shaking my head.

“Oh! No! You know just what I am talking about. I was there watching you as you masturbated for me, staring right at me, cumming all over your window, night after night. I was enjoying it and now you have stopped.” She stared glaring at me. “Is that fair?” Those eyes burning holes in me.

Again I was at a loss for words, she was controlling the situation and I had no idea what to do.

“Well if you aren’t going to put on a show for me at night, then I think you had better come inside right now and do it.”

“Right… now? I can’t ….I…” trying to think of anything, but she grabbed me by the arm tugging me forcefully and said

“Right Now!”

We walked into her house through the side door and she walked over to the living room and closed the curtains. She sat on her couch pulling her feet under her and sat staring at me. “Well, let me see your show. Get naked! Now! And show me your penis.”

I was only wearing shorts, tighty whiteys and a tank top.

I was scared to death, my knees were shaking I was so nervous. I just stood there frozen, unable to move. Should I do it? Should I leave? This is what I have been dreaming and thinking about for weeks and here I am.

“Don’t you think you owe me? You have the balls to do it in front of my window and be a peeping Tom in my backyard. I should tell your parents about this.” She said this forcefully, menacing, really commanding.

“Oh No!” I thought she saw me up on the roof that day, too. In complete confusion of being embarrassed, my parents finding out, and her presence commanding me, I did not know what to do.

“Get naked now I said!” she demanded once again, sounding much like my Mother she added, “I’m not going to tell you again!”

I slid off my tank top and pulled my shorts down. I could feel the cool air surround my nakedness and those penetrating ice blue eyes on me. Standing in front of her, I felt my cock shriveled up and my balls were trying to join it in hiding.

“Now the underwear, everything off!” she stared coldly at me, expectantly.

As I slid my underwear down to my ankles and stood up and kicked them away I stood up and faced her only to find her laughing. “Will you look at that pathetic little cock of yours, why it is almost too small to measure the way it is. Come here!” I walked up close to her and stood. She reached out and held it between her fingers and tugged on it. “It looked so much bigger in the window. It is soooo cute!” she continued to tug on it, stretching it.

“Why are you so scared? Weren’t you big and brave jacking off for me in the window? But now you are a coward all shriveled up and useless. Now I want you to put on a show for me or I am gonna punish you, believe me, I am not kidding!” She let go of my cock and sat back.

I backed up and stood there with my hands in front of me trying to hide my penis and my embarrassment.

“Come on now, it is just me. You have done this how many times? Just pretend I am looking through a window at you.” Her demeanor had changed a bit and she was now being a bit nicer so it seemed.

I gave in to my desires over my embarrassment and started tugging and pulling on my cock, begging for it to get hard, and my balls remained shriveled up and tight nothing seemed to work.

“I need my oil” I said. Myra got up and left down the hall. I started thinking about seeing her naked and those tits and I started to get that horny feeling. She came back with a bottle of baby oil and a towel. She spread the towel on the floor.

“Hold out your hands.” She said and squirted a generous amount of oil onto my palms. “Now get it hard!” she demanded as she sat down again on the couch. The oil had a magical effect on my cock as it got slick and started to grow in my hand. Soon my cock was fully erect and pointing at the ceiling.

“Ah! It really is small, even hard, but so cute….. Mmmmm. Now stroke it for me.” I stood on the towel and took my right hand and slowly rubbed my hand up my cock and over the head. I kept repeating the same motion and my cock seemed to pulse and throb each time I rubbed over the tip.

“Here, Let Me.” she said. I walked over to her with my cock pointing out stretching up to her as she reached out slid her hands up and down the shaft. I found myself humping up and down with the rhythm of her hand. She released me and told me to get on my knees and finish. I got on my knees on the towel and with my left hand holding my balance I started fucking my hand in earnest, humping up as I pumped it. I could feel the orgasm building explosively and I shot like a cannon a big streak of cum across the room, a second and third and so on till it trailed back to my cock as it still leaked out it’s orgasm of cum. She got up in amazement and followed the cum trail. “That was like a world record!” she exclaimed. She crouched down and started wiping up the cum, dabbing some on her finger and tasting it. “Mmmm” she announced to herself.

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