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 Dear Sex Chat Line,
I had heard about this secluded lake while talking to some
people on your Chatline. I've always liked being a voyeur and
watching others having sex. I couldn’t sleep one night so I
decided to walk there late one night. The warm breeze still
managed to harden my nipples through my t-shirt. Just as I was
just coming around the bend of the path, near a clump of rhodies,
there they were. They were a cute young couple, probably in
their early twenties, probably college students. He was already
wet in the water, and she was stripping off her little white
panties. They didn’t see me. I ducked behind the bushes, hoping
for a show.
He splashed
some water on her on her hard nipples, and she shrieked but dove
in to dunk him. Her long hair floated silver on the surface.
When he lifted her up in the air, his muscles glinted with
droplets of water. He began licking her hard wet nipples and
then began kissing up her neck to her mouth.
I sat down in the grass,
peeking out between some leaves. The moonlight lit them both
well enough so I could see them quite well from my hiding place.
I unbuttoned my jeans, and quietly unzipped them. I wiggled my
hand down the front, sliding aside my silken panties. I almost
yelped myself in surprise at how cold my hand was on my wet
pussy, despite the warm summer night.
She leaned back and he began
licking her nipples. They were in pretty shallow water by this
point – only about knee-deep. They lay down, and I saw her hand
reaching down between his legs grabbing his cock. I heard him
moan a bit, and her head went down, following her hand. After a
few minutes, he pulled her back up, and they kissed again.
I took my jeans completely off so I could reach myself a little
better. They were already very well soaked. I reached back down
and rubbed my clit some more.
She straddled him, and I heard
them both moan with pleasure when he shoved his cock inside.
They followed the slow rhythm of the waves. She began to whimper
a little more loudly, and he rolled over, gently laying her in
the sand. He pumped into her faster now, and I could almost
sense his increasing desire from where I was. She held back most
of her screams, but couldn’t help one or two little gasps of
pleasure as she came.
My nipples were hard from the
breeze and my fingers were deep inside me by this point, moving
back and forth in time with his movements. I imagined the
feeling of the cool waves, the gritty sand, and the hot young
cock filling me to the core. My other hand was still rubbing my
clit, and my wetness covered both hands now. I fell back as my
own orgasm hit me like a train, and I barely held back my own
screams. My body still spasming, I leaned forward to watch the
rest of the show.
He continued fucking her while
sucking on her nipples, and she began gasping and writhing again
just as he let out one long moan. They both held each other
after that, letting the waves wash away t heir fluids. I heard
her giggle, and he said something to her softly. They kissed
some more, then climbed out of the water, onto the beach. I
watched them get dressed, and hid deeper in the bushes when they
walked away. Once they were out of sight, I wiped off my wet
hands on the grass, found my jeans, and finished my walk, but
smiling now.
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