Spring Awakening by rogtom_69

Spring Awakening by rogtom_69

Shades of Love

Looking through the window gave Peggy a feeling of titillation. She would never have considered herself a ‘perv’ and certainly she had never entertained the idea of voyeurism. Tonight’s venture had begun innocently enough, though there was a point where perhaps she should have withdrawn but chose not to. God, but it was wickedly exciting watching from the darkness, looking into his room with him totally unaware of her presence.

He was so much older than her, perhaps as much as forty, but Peggy thought of him as a very sexy man. At nineteen, she had been involved with a few boys, but that was the problem. They were boys. Sex with them consisted of a clumsy fumble in the back seat of a car usually with the boy shooting his load all over her belly before he even got his cock inside of her.

She smiled as she watched him in front of his mirror wearing nothing but a towel wrapped around his middle. He was plying his electric shaver over his jaws and pulling the funniest faces in the process. Peggy slapped her hand over her mouth to stifle her giggles as his mouth twisted into a side-on kissing shape while the razor ploughed an expanse of tightened cheek resulting from the grimace. Her eyes strayed to the towel. A swell of well-muscled buttocks pushed the navy blue wrap into a tantalising mound behind while a fine line of dark hair traced from his belly button downwards, disappearing under the top edge. His chest still displayed the muscular build of his youth although his belly bulged a little with ‘mid-life spread’. Peggy felt her breathing quicken a little as her imagination flashed pictured guesses at what the towel covered in front.

* * * * *

A few months ago, near the end of winter, she had arrived to move into her modest home. He had come over to help her with a stack of boxes that were a little on the heavy side. That day the moving van had left after depositing her furniture haphazardly around the house and stacking a dozen carton boxes on the lawn, leaving her to sort it all out by herself. After getting the furniture into some semblance of order Peggy went outside and began struggling with a heavy carton, trying to wrestle it from the pile without dropping it.

“Can I take that for you, my dear.” A warm, deep voice had sounded next to her ear bringing images of yesterday’s movie heroes.

Smiling gently, this man had taken the box from her, lifting it easily onto his chest. Afternoon breeze ruffled light brown hair as he turned towards the house. He had such amazing blue eyes, warm like a summer sky and she felt her heart tapping a rapid beat as a tingle went through her body.

“wh…wh…um…thank you.” Stammering like a love-struck schoolgirl, she waved a hand in the general direction of her front door. “Through there and turn right.”

Following him into the house, she couldn’t help but fix her eyes on his butt as he walked before her, arched slightly back to counterbalance the box.

“I’m Peggy. Peggy Langton.” She had lost her stammer and managed to put a smidge of flirt into her voice.

“Paul Upworth” He flashed a smile at her that stung like cupid’s dart. “I’m just across the road. Number fifty-two”

He had been such a gentleman that first day, trekking back and forth until all the boxed were inside and sorted into the rooms as per the permanent marker instructions written on each box. They had chatted and shared a cold bottle of white wine before he excused himself and returned to his own cottage.

That night she had not been able to sleep due to fantasies of herself with him on her large double bed sharing their sexual secrets and desires. She realized she had developed quite a crush on Paul.

* * * * *

Right now Paul had finished shaving. He put his Remington carefully on the dresser and leaned forward, one hand rubbing experimentally across his freshly shaven jaw-line. Apparently satisfied, he turned from the mirror and stepped towards the bed.

Peggy’s heart leapt as his eyes glanced at the window. She reacted by bobbing her head back a little seeking the cover of the window’s edge to mask her from his view, but she kept her eyes on him as he approached the bed. Perhaps Peggy may have left at that moment, slipping into the darkness and sprinting softly across the road to her own abode. It was exactly what her instincts were screaming at her until she noticed his hands dropping to the folding knot in front of the towel. Now her heart raced again but for a completely different reason. He was unwrapping the knot. Her eyes widened as he opened the towel, letting it drop to the floor while still stepping towards the bed.

His cock was gorgeous. Large and thick, even though it was flaccid yet it hung there, a good six inches long, swaying gently on a nice big pair of balls as he strode towards his bed. She gasped a little as she took it all in. Heat flooded through her and she felt her pussy tingle as juices flowed in answer to her arousal. Inside the room, Paul dropped onto the bed to lie supine and naked with ankles crossed. He reached to the far side of the bed and brought forth a magazine that he opened and began to read. Peggy had a part side on view from where she stood but she saw the page he was reading had several photos of naked young women in various provocative poses while a large dominating picture was of a sensuous brunette with enormous tits and legs wide open exposing a shaved pussy. She saw an immediate reaction in Paul’s cock as he studied the pictures. His limp organ began to stir, hardening as she watched until it lifted its shiny one-eyed head from the thatch of hair, rising to look back at the cover of the magazine the master was reading. Now Peggy was wet with desire and her hand crept under the waistband of her track pants, an eager finger seeking her hot wet pussy. She fingered her clit rolling it back and forth, enjoying the electric jolts of pleasure that coursed through her as she watched his cock become hard and huge. At least eight inches of thick meat rose from his brown nest of hair supported by a couple of large balls that looked tight and full.

High above a white crescent of moon broke cloud cover casting dim light upon her as she worked her finger back from her clit to dip into her sopping hole, feeling the warm love juice that flowed there. Inside, on the bed, Paul’s hand had strayed to his hard, bobbing cock and now he gently stroked it. Every few moments he would release his hot member to turn the page, then he’d groan at the new delicacy that the fresh page revealed and his hand would again grab at his rigid organ, giving it a couple of fast, hard pumps.

“Oh, fuck!” He sighed aloud. “What I wouldn’t give for a woman to come in here right now feeling as horny as I am.” His hand worked faster stroking his cock so hard it was making a wet kissing noise in time with the strokes. Peggy knew by that sound that his knob would be wet with precum. Her own masturbation had made her so wet and horny that she could have taken a horse’s dick right then without feeling uncomfortable. He wanted a woman. He’d wished for a woman to come into his bedroom all ready to fuck. Well, guess what? She was that woman!

Luckily locking doors was not a strong point in this town. She slowly turned the brass knob (a quick fantasy made it hot pink in color with a clear dribble of precum seeping from its eye) and gently pushed the door back, slipping in as soon as the gap allowed. Breathing like a marathon runner in her excitement she tippy-toed through the house seeking his bedroom. Not too hard to find, she discovered as she approached a door from behind which came small slapping noises and passionate grunting sounds. Hearing that she knew she had to be quick before he stroked himself to a climax and shot his hot load all over his sheets before she could get there.

“Don’t cum yet, my darling.” She whispered softly as she crossed to the door. Stopping at the threshold she pulled her t-shirt over her head, flinging it into a dark corner. Listening anxiously to the sounds of passion coming from the room she shucked off her track pants. She wasn’t wearing panties and now she stood naked before his door. A quick toss of her head flung her dark locks back and then she boldly opened the door.

* * * * *

Paul stopped masturbating in mid stroke, his cock still held firmly in his hand while the magazine slipped from his other hand, rustling noisily as it fell to the floor.

“You wished for a horny woman to join you?”

“Oh, fuck…I mean, Peggy! How did you…?”

Peggy put a finger to her lips in a shushing motion. “Never mind, Paul. I was being naughty. I peeked through your window and heard your wish.”

“My wish? Oh, um…Yes. Oh…” Paul shifted slightly rolling his body so the swell of his hip would hide his erection.

”Oh please don’t” Peggy’s voice was soft, sweet and pleading, her eyes still seeking his lovely cock, coveting it as her personal sex toy.

”Don’t?” He queried.

”Don’t turn away and hide that delicious cock from me. Please hon, my pussy is wet and ready and I would give anything to suck on that hunk of pleasure meat you got there.”
It was almost as if at that moment he first realized she was stark naked. His eyes widened as they began their journey from her face to her lovely firm tits with their brown, hard nipples jutting out. Then down her smooth belly to the thin tangle of curly dark hair between her legs.
”Oh my, Peggy. You are fucking gorgeous!”
”Thank you. Now may I…?” She pointed at his erect organ as she crossed the short distance to the bed. He rolled over onto his back as she approached smiling his invitation as she reached for his engorged organ. She heard him hiss, sucking in a sharp breath as her slender fingers wrapped around his cock and she lowered her lips onto the wet, glistening head that jutted up between her fingers and thumb.

Her tongue licked slowly around his knob relishing the warm burst of flavor as she licked his precum from his hard cock. His masturbation had whipped it into a frothy white cream that tasted zesty on her tongue and she savored the flavor as she popped that thick organ into her mouth, closing her pretty red lips over it.
”Yes, oh, fuck, yes! Suck it baby…” His voice was thick with lust. Gentle fingers tangled in her hair, massaging her scalp with every bob of her head. Her hand slid down his hard shaft to cup his balls as she took more of his cock into her mouth. She felt his knob sliding over her tongue towards the back of her throat as she sucked while gently squeezing and rolling his balls around with her nimble fingers.