1. First Day of University - Part 1


    Date: 9/17/2015, Categories: Voyeur, Author: makingumoist, Rating: 3, Source: LushStories

    and her voluptuous bum came up off the bed as her whole body arched. She gasped three more times as the orgasm raced through her body until at last, with a long sigh, she relaxed and un-arched her body. I was worried that she would open her eyes and see me peeping, I ducked back into the bathroom away from the crack in the door. My dilemma had suddenly become even worse, how could I enter the bedroom now. She’d be so embarrassed and would absolutely know that I had at least heard her if not seen her masturbating. I stood there contemplating my options, I started to here soft noises coming from the bedroom, oh my word, what if she came into the bathroom and saw me standing there like an idiot? I quickly decided to sit back on the loo, I pulled my knickers down. At least if she walked in it would look like I was having a pee and not peeping on her playing with herself. More noises were coming from the bedroom, I heard a drawer open and close, it sounded like she’d started to unpack. Another few seconds and I heard her sit on the bed again and then nothing. What was she doing? Two minutes past, then three, and then I heard a new noise, a noise I was very familiar with. It was a soft hum - that could mean one of three things, she was brushing her teeth, she was shaving her legs or she had turned on a vibrator and was right now going for another orgasm. I stood up pulled my knickers back up and moved back to my position at the door, the sight that met me made me go weak at the ...
    knees. Jen was kneeling on the bed facing me, eyes closed. She was completely naked, her fabulous smooth lightly-tanned, body rocking gently. Her breasts large and voluptuous, her large aureoles darker; slightly puffed out and her nipples firm and aroused. As I looked lower I could now properly see her womanhood, neatly trimmed, sandy coloured hair in a small tidy triangle pointing downwards to the point of pleasure. A quite large labia hung beneath like wonderful glistening tanned fruits waiting to be tasted. And between her labia Jen has holding something I recognised. A few weeks previous I had treated myself to a going-to-university gift of a really expensive vibrator. I had narrowed my search down to two choices, in the end I had chosen the G-Spot model called a Mona. It seemed Jen and I had similar tastes; she had gone with my alternative choice of the rabbit model, the Ina. Right now it was the Ina that was humming away between her lips. From the look of intense pleasure on her face it was certainly working it’s magic. I couldn’t help myself. I moved my hand under my dress and slipped a hand insde my panties. Oh my god, I was soaked. I could feel the warm moistness in the gusset of my knickers coating the back of my hand as I slipped in first one then two fingers into my aching slit. A small involuntary whimper left my mouth, I couldn’t help it, I felt like I could orgasm at any moment. As I watched Jen, she slid the toy into her pussy and the toy’s clitoral stimulator ...
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