1. A Tale of Two "Tribbies"


    Date: 9/8/2015, Categories: True Story, Consensual Sex, First Time, Lesbian, Males / Females, Masturbation, Teen Female/Teen Female, Voyeurism, Author: rat_race, Rating: 84.6, Source: sexstories.com

    sounds coming from Sharon's back yard. They were those special little sucking and licking kinds of wet sounds that only human lips and mouths can make. And then I heard a soft, whimpering-through-the-nose kind of sound come from what was unmistakeably a girl's voice; followed and overlapped by an open-mouthed, breathy, long-lasting "ahhhhhh" sound, obviously coming from a different girl's mouth. Davy went over to the rock wall and peeked over the top of it, motioning for me to follow suite. So I went up to the wall, just a few feet on the over side of Davy. I stood up on my tiptoes, and peeked over the wall, just like Davy was doing. Before me, was a scene that I could have never imaged in my wildest dreams! On the other side of the rock wall was the clothesline in Sharon's back yard. You know? The kind with two, rounded, "T"-shaped, metal posts on each end, and four wires strung across tautly between the the two posts, which are about 20 feet apart from each other. Well tonight, one of the four clothesline wires was being used as the roof structure for a large makeshift tent, that had obviously been created by clothes-pinning several bedsheets together, and then using rocks on each corner of the sheets, to hold them down and form a classic tent-looking upside-down "V" shape, that was wide-open at each end of the makeshift tent. The back porch light was on the far side of the makeshift tent, and shining through the flimsy cotton sheet "walls" of the tent, so that I could ...
    clearly make out the shadowy outline of two female bodies that were moving all around very close together, wrapped in an embrace. And thanks to all the little slurp-slurp sounds they were making, it was obvious that these two girls were "getting it on" with each other. Then I heard a very soft Sharon's voice say something like, "Ooh, yeah. That's it, baby." And then an equally-subdued Susie's voice said something like, "Yeah. You like that, don't you?" "I don't just like it. I love it. And I love you," said Sharon's voice, which was still barely above the level of a whisper. "I love you, too," Susie's whispery voice replied. Davy and I moved down the wall a little ways, until we could finally peek over and see directly into one of the wide-open ends of the large, upside-down "V"-shaped tent. What Davy and I initially saw took my breath away for a few moments. Susie was lying on top Sharon, passionately French-kissing her, while she was actively fingering Sharon's pussy. Susie had a T-shirt-style, below-the-knee length nightshirt on. But it was hiked up around her waist, with her bare slender hips and tight butt-cheeks hanging out, because she wasn't wearing any panties. At this point, Susie's breasts were still hidden up under her lightweight, plain-looking nightshirt. But keep in mind that Susie's "breasts" were really not much more than just glorified, puffed-out, enlarged nipples anyway. Sharon, on the other had, definitely could have worked at Hooters, if she had wanted to. ...
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