Indubitably, the couple was coming to get it on. The surprise was that it was Pamela, my neighbor's shy daughter, who was 18 years old. She lifted her skirt and showed a beautiful pussy.
The little girl is pretty, blonde, shy, with an innocent appearance, thin and small. She barely reaches 4'11 in height; with small breasts.
She, her companion and I were about four kilometers from the neighborhood, in a ruined house, over 200 meters from the path. In my case, I was there because it was the isolated place I had prepared to rest after my daily running outings. The hidden space was surrounded by trees and bushes. I had stepped aside to take care of my needs.
That's why I heard them arrive. I could see them without being seen. I hesitated since it seemed to me that looking at a couple having sex would make me a degenerate. But I thought: If the neighbor is a slut, there's nothing wrong with her enjoying herself, and I too, watching her have sex...
Pamela was wearing a tight shirt and a short skirt. Dressed like that, with her gestures and looks, she emitted an aroma of sex. I heard her mention the boy's name as Luciano. And without more words, they hugged and kissed passionately. She lowered one arm to touch her pants, and the boy wrapped his hands around the firm tiny ass of the girl on the skirt. Son of a slut, I thought. Tremendous girl you're going to eat! And I felt my penis growing under my gym shorts.
He took the hard ass, opening up his butt cheeks, while she lowered his pants and grabbed the hard cock. The same was with mine. Pamela said: -Let's try... I'll show you my pussy and you have to prove if you like it, giving me pleasure...
Luciano responded by throwing himself at the marvelous vulva.
I appreciated when he opened my legs. I could see a smooth depilated vagina with thick lips. Luciano slowly licked around it with his tongue, caressing the thighs with his hands. He then imprisoned the clitoris with his lips, sucking it, rubbing teeth and tongue. Pamela began to moan and twist. A few minutes later, I observed moisture dripping down his face and legs. The boy accelerated the pace, took the clitoris between his fingers, incredibly large for a little girl, around half the size of an adult man's thumb. The girl was a confusion of screams, insults, and moans, but then she started repeating yes, yes, I'm done, I'm done! Then, imperiously, she separated herself, knelt down, and opened her mouth to swallow half the cock. Her intention was to check if it was well lubricated, as a minute later she got up, turned her back, bent her waist, and exposed her wonderful holes. -Clamp it in the pussy!- ordered.
The boy, like an automaton, would have done it the same way, obeyed. And although just hours before I had thought it was impossible for the girl to resist such a huge piece, she got stuck in one stab. Her vaginal lips were sucking. Pamelita, you can't learn that in a day... You must have been screwing for years..., I thought.
As if she had heard me, Pamela unwound from the impaled, passed her hands over the wet pussy, took the cheeks of the ass and opened them. She showed a convoking brown orifice, pulsating, with a diameter between one and three centimeters.
-I like it from behind, put it in slowly... - she indicated.
Luciano had turned into a cock. Take a slut! he stammered. As I observed that nothing was missing for the lucky cock to be inside, with Pamela moving rhythmically from behind forward, in circles, I started moving my cock.
If yes, give it to me now, make it hard, finish all the cum inside! - The adolescent demanded. Luciano plunged the whole cock, pressing the little body of the girl against his own. Her and his faces of pleasure made my shots jump out.
Both he and I, exhausted, sat on our haunches on the grass. Pamela gathered the remains of the juices and savored them. Then she leaned over the dying cock of the boy until it was clean.
She picked up her scattered clothes, quickly got dressed, and said:
Hurry up, I have to be home for lunch!
Pam, when will we see each other again? Can it be tomorrow? Luciano pronounced, almost begging.
What? No! Are you crazy? Tomorrow is Saturday, I'll be with my boyfriend. Maybe we'll come here... The place is lovely...
The next day, Pamela arrived at the same spot with her boyfriend. And I participated as a voyeur. Except for Sundays, the girl would get together with different men. Saturdays, with the boyfriend.
The little girl is pretty, blonde, shy, with an innocent appearance, thin and small. She barely reaches 4'11 in height; with small breasts.She, her companion and I were about four kilometers from the neighborhood, in a ruined house, over 200 meters from the path. In my case, I was there because it was the isolated place I had prepared to rest after my daily running outings. The hidden space was surrounded by trees and bushes. I had stepped aside to take care of my needs.That's why I heard them arrive. I could see them without being seen. I hesitated since it seemed to me that looking at a couple having sex would make me a degenerate. But I thought: If the neighbor is a slut, there's nothing wrong with her enjoying herself, and I too, watching her have sex...
Pamela was wearing a tight shirt and a short skirt. Dressed like that, with her gestures and looks, she emitted an aroma of sex. I heard her mention the boy's name as Luciano. And without more words, they hugged and kissed passionately. She lowered one arm to touch her pants, and the boy wrapped his hands around the firm tiny ass of the girl on the skirt. Son of a slut, I thought. Tremendous girl you're going to eat! And I felt my penis growing under my gym shorts.
He took the hard ass, opening up his butt cheeks, while she lowered his pants and grabbed the hard cock. The same was with mine. Pamela said: -Let's try... I'll show you my pussy and you have to prove if you like it, giving me pleasure...Luciano responded by throwing himself at the marvelous vulva.I appreciated when he opened my legs. I could see a smooth depilated vagina with thick lips. Luciano slowly licked around it with his tongue, caressing the thighs with his hands. He then imprisoned the clitoris with his lips, sucking it, rubbing teeth and tongue. Pamela began to moan and twist. A few minutes later, I observed moisture dripping down his face and legs. The boy accelerated the pace, took the clitoris between his fingers, incredibly large for a little girl, around half the size of an adult man's thumb. The girl was a confusion of screams, insults, and moans, but then she started repeating yes, yes, I'm done, I'm done! Then, imperiously, she separated herself, knelt down, and opened her mouth to swallow half the cock. Her intention was to check if it was well lubricated, as a minute later she got up, turned her back, bent her waist, and exposed her wonderful holes. -Clamp it in the pussy!- ordered.The boy, like an automaton, would have done it the same way, obeyed. And although just hours before I had thought it was impossible for the girl to resist such a huge piece, she got stuck in one stab. Her vaginal lips were sucking. Pamelita, you can't learn that in a day... You must have been screwing for years..., I thought.As if she had heard me, Pamela unwound from the impaled, passed her hands over the wet pussy, took the cheeks of the ass and opened them. She showed a convoking brown orifice, pulsating, with a diameter between one and three centimeters.
-I like it from behind, put it in slowly... - she indicated.
Luciano had turned into a cock. Take a slut! he stammered. As I observed that nothing was missing for the lucky cock to be inside, with Pamela moving rhythmically from behind forward, in circles, I started moving my cock.If yes, give it to me now, make it hard, finish all the cum inside! - The adolescent demanded. Luciano plunged the whole cock, pressing the little body of the girl against his own. Her and his faces of pleasure made my shots jump out.Both he and I, exhausted, sat on our haunches on the grass. Pamela gathered the remains of the juices and savored them. Then she leaned over the dying cock of the boy until it was clean.She picked up her scattered clothes, quickly got dressed, and said:
Hurry up, I have to be home for lunch!
Pam, when will we see each other again? Can it be tomorrow? Luciano pronounced, almost begging.
What? No! Are you crazy? Tomorrow is Saturday, I'll be with my boyfriend. Maybe we'll come here... The place is lovely...
The next day, Pamela arrived at the same spot with her boyfriend. And I participated as a voyeur. Except for Sundays, the girl would get together with different men. Saturdays, with the boyfriend.
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