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Good walls make good neighbors, Part 2

Date: 11/13/2014, Categories: Voyeur, Author: SirSpewalot, Rating: 10, Source: LushStories

quick release. I started getting interested in the process, you know, all the wet and sticky details.” I nodded, “Where you stop just aiming for the finish but start reveling in the process. Enjoying the feel of your body. Watching yourself. Jerking off in the mirror.” She nodded, “Yes, exactly. I started really feeling my little pussy for the first time, matching the feeling in my fingers with the feeling in my lap. It made me really hot, really wet, I mean really wet, and, oh, it was like I was falling in love with my pussy. I wanted to turn on the lights and hold a mirror down there so I could see my pussy as I made her so happy...and I came so quick and hard. "And the whole time I was nearly biting my lip off to keep quiet, and at the end I gave one massive thrust against my hand and breathed out like I’d run a race. I fell asleep with my hand on my pussy, and as I fell asleep I thought I could hear Connie rubbing off again, but I was too tired to care.” She looked down again and smiled sweetly, “You’re sure I’m not boring you? I can stop if you like.” “God, please don’t!” She laughed, “Okay." She now put all four of her fingertips on the underside of my cock and gently, gingerly rubbed them around. "―So, the next morning we were really shy around each other. Neither of us was at all interested in talking about anything; I think we both just wanted separate rooms right about then. "And of course neither of us liked girls. I mean, come on, why would we? We were girls, you ... know. What could be of any interest there ? I liked boys . I liked dicks , even though I’d only held two. But that was enough to know I really wanted to hold another two or three sometime soon. Preferably ones belonging to, oh, any number of movie stars.” "Not mine?" I teased her. She laughed and said, "Didn't know ya, babe." We chuckled and she continued, “Though about that time I started thinking about the dicks themselves. I hadn’t paid that much attention to them before, you know. I was focused on what the boy’s face was doing. What he was doing for me. A hard dick was nice and really got the job done, you know, but we’d only ever been too rushed for a nice hard dick to make a real impression on me by itself. "That started changing. I started thinking back on what I could remember of holding them and playing with them, and I remembered all the details I could of the hand jobs I’d given. The next couple of days I had to go to the bathroom more than usual. I would go in after an hour stewing in my juices and give myself a quick rub as I imagined a hard dick spurting in my hands. I did that maybe three times a day, and I was still wet and ready when I went to bed. And not just hand jobs, and not really thinking about sex -sex. I was interested in seeing the dick cum, you know. "And, lucky for you, I started thinking about all the physical details and thought that maybe putting it in my mouth wasn’t disgusting. Or completely disgusting, anyway, because yeah, that was scary, ...