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THE PEEPING TOM (fm:voyeurism, 2895 words) [9/12] show all parts

Author: Thomas B
Added: Aug 06 2024Views / Reads: 1145 / 629 [55%]Part vote: 9.11 (9 votes)
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After Professor Marston caught me, I vowed never to spy on anyone again and I didn't. Almost.

On occasion when she was doing a photo shoot at her motel studio, she invited me to watch. Not sit in the room while she shot, but from my former maid's station. Just a word to Edgar and that maid's station was "closed for maintenance." I locked it from the inside.

I watched her shoot college boys, college girls and older women. And now and then she seduced one of them: college boy, college girl, older women.

When she didn't, after she finished, I'd come out of my hiding place. My panties would be damp and then Lena and I would play. Yes, I was straight and still fucking Edgar, but I just had to thank Lena for allowing me to spy. We spent hours 69ing. I can't put my finger on why I was infatuated with her pussy.

And I still saw Marcy. Her pussy was delicious and her tongue; oh my, her tongue.

Edgar was an incredible pussy eater but still I willingly allowed Marcy and Lena's tongues to make me squeal. And you'll be pleased to know that I'm a straight girl. I'm not a Lesbian.

Speaking of Edgar, about once a month, he'd remind me, "Wanda, you know I could get in trouble for allowing you to spy on one of our guests."

What Edgar really meant was why don't you come to my house for a night of cock sucking? Not only didn't I mind, by the time I got to his house, I could have wrung my thong out. Yes, I looked forward to it. Even though I couldn't deep throat it, Edgar told me, "Wanda, you are one great cocksucker."

Lena told me I was a great pussy eater.

In the morning, Edgar would eat my pussy and we'd fuck. I went home fully satisfied.

Not only did Edgar Johnstone, the motel manager, have a big cock that I couldn't get enough of, he was crazy for my pussy. Except for Lena, he was the best pussy eater ever. Marcy seemed to get better every time we saw each other.

Lena invited me to her motel studio or to her house at least once a month for a 69ing weekend.

Edgar invited me to his house at least once a month for a fucking weekend.

Marcy and I got together whenever we could. We reminded each other that we were straight.

Edgar had one other trait: he was an exhibitionist. He loved nothing more than to show off his big cock; show it off to women. I mean before I sucked him, he'd stand on the bed; that cock at full mast and my eyes admiring it. "Edgar, you have the biggest, most beautiful cock." Then I got busy. He loved it; me, too.

Lena fulfilled those exhibitionist tendencies, and in exchange, he eagerly ate her seventy-year-old pussy whenever she called on him.

Lena organized among the townspeople photography classes featuring a live, nude model: Edgar Johnstone. Most of the people who signed up for these classes were middle-aged women. They brought their cameras, but Lena had her professional quality cameras there to demonstrate the differences high-end cameras could make in picture quality.

When Edgar took his position on the modeling stand and took off his robe, women swoon. As you know, he wasn't much to look at, but that penis hanging between his legs drew their attention. Lena conducted the classes professionally. Seemingly, ignoring Edgar's unique physical attribute.

Of course, she knew it better than just about anyone. Over the years,

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