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Subject: {ASSM} Watching and Lusting (voy., M/f, exib)
Date: Sun, 18 Aug 2002 11:10:02 -0400
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.                         Watching and Lusting
                              by Mandil

                                PART 2
                                                        

  

Naturally Bobbie waited impatiently at home during all of the
following day until evening arrived. Thus far, he had been a witness
to the most exiting scenes ever in all of his life, and nothing short
of a specific order from his parents preventing him from leaving the
house would have made him miss Mr. Steven next encounter with Linda.

 As he waited in the warehouse for the van to arrive, - he had seated
himself on the cement floor in his usual spot - he had a tremendous
erection even though he couldn't tell why exactly.

All that he did know was that he felt a strange, never experienced
before excitement deep within. The fact that in a very short while he
was going to spy on both Mr. Steven and Linda, was thrilling him to
the utmost.

At ten pass seven, he was still alone in the warehouse and he was
starting to feel disappointed since he now had doubts that they would
be coming at all. But at last he suddenly heard the squeaking and
rolling of the metal wheels of the wide door as it slid open. Then Mr.
Steven's van drove inside the warehouse.

Not a word was exchanged between Linda and Mr. Steven while they were
emptying the van of its load of assorted garments. But as soon as this
was done, they both sat on the same wooden box and they began to talk.

Linda had on a white short-sleeves blouse with a blue skirt and for
the first time ever; she had a matching blue ribbon holding her hair
in the back of her head. Bobbie then realized that she was beautiful
indeed; from his hiding place, which was barely fifteen feet away, he
had a splendid opportunity to examine her.

"You know," began Mr. Steven, "last evening I did ask Denise if she
was sorry that she had let me feel her teats before I married her, and
she said that she was not. She even admitted that beside helping her
bosom to develop, she had found it extremely pleasant to have my hands
fondling her breasts on every chance I got to be alone with her."

"She did?" Said Linda in an exited voice." But I suppose this was ok
since you did marry her afterward."

"My marrying her had nothing to do with it. Before I met Denise I had
a cousin that came with her mother to live with us in Lakeview each
summer. She and I went fishing every time the weather was nice. Soon I
began to kiss her and gradually she did let me touch her teats all
that I wanted and of course we did not get married afterward. She did
grow up into a most beautiful girl and she is now married."

"You mean that even though she was your cousin, she let you kiss her
and feel her bosom?"

"Yes of course, and I must say that we did more than that also."  

Linda was quite serious now.  It now occurred to Bobbie that she no
longer seemed to be the nervous girl he had seen the first few times
she had been with Mr. Steven. As a matter fact even Mr. Steven was no
longer joking.

Many seconds went by during which time neither of them said a word.
While Mr. Steven was staring at her she had her eyes fixed on the
floor and seemed to be in profound thoughts.

All of a sudden, he took two pieces of clothing from the pile and he
inserted them under his shirt so as to pretend that he had huge
breasts. As soon as the garments were in place under his shirt, he
began to slowly walk in front of her in a theatrical manner.

"Of course a girl can always wear falsies." He said this as he
exaggeratedly displayed his false breasts to her.

This got her laughing and giggling again as she placed both of her
hands on the false bosom or Mr. Steven.

"If I let you feel mine," said Mr. Steven "then it is only fair that
you let me feel yours." As he said this his hand reached for Linda's
left breast.

At first she tried to pulled away by turning her body completely
around, but his hand did follow her and he was soon standing behind
her with one hand on each of her breasts.

Bobbie couldn't believe his eyes. Linda just stood there like a statue
while he stood pressing his body behind her with his hands opening and
closing half a dozen times over her bosom. Her only reaction was to
giggle while she remained standing very still. Even Bobbie could tell
that by her very lack of reaction to his exploring hands she was
giving him the green light to fondle her.

As he stood behind her, he held her in a tight embrace, and while his
hands were busy kneading and squeezing her still developing breasts,
his lips came in contact with the side of her neck. Then he kissed her
right earlobe. From her ear, his lips moved to the side of her neck
again. Linda was no longer giggling now,

Bobbie could hear her fast and short breathing thus revealing her
awakening passions.

Slowly but surely, he watched her tilting her head toward her right
thus exposing the other side of her neck to the wandering lips of Mr.
Steven. Soon those same lips were kissing, licking and sucking all
over her lower neck, and while he was doing this, his right hand
slowly proceeded to pull her blouse out of the waist of her skirt.

Whether she was aware or not of the deed that his right hand was
performing, Bobbie had no way to tell. She soon folded her arms over
his left hand still on her breast then she closed her eyes as she kept
very still. She seemed to be lost in a dream world of her own for the
moment.

Now that her blouse had been completely pulled out from the waist of
her skirt, his right hand reminded Bobbie of a snake as it crawled
under the edge of the material to finally disappear under the garment.

The presence of his hand underneath her blouse didn't seem to produce
any visible reaction in Linda. As a matter of fact, even before Mr.
Steven's hand had gone underneath her blouse, her emotions had already
been fired up. She now appeared to be completely out of touch with the
real world and she no longer seemed to care what was being done to
her.

Soon Mr. Steven's other hand join the right one under her blouse while
Linda's own hands were now hanging at her sides as if to give him a
better access to her bosom.

While Mr. Steven stood behind her with both of his hands under her
blouse, Bobbie could tell that he was moving them over her breasts,
the stretching of the material of her blouse in front was proof enough
of that. It was now easy for Bobbie to imagine what he was doing with
his hands.

Again his lips began to move over the side of her neck. Then all of a
sudden, he forced her to turn in his arms while at the same time he
pulled both of his hands out of her blouse.

 As soon as they were face to face he quickly placed his lips on hers.
It was evident that she was out of her mind with passion as she threw
her arms around his neck and at the same time she pulled him even
tighter in her arms.

They kissed again and again during which time Bobbie heard the
smacking of their lips and he was also a witness to the dancing of
their tongues. All the time Linda kept hugging him and pressing
herself against him

Mr. Steven then began to undo the buttons at the front of her blouse.
If Linda was aware of this, she certainly didn't care. When he was
done, he pulled the garment down from her shoulders and she even
helped him by letting it fall to the floor at their feet.

Linda was now standing in her white bra as they continued to kiss and
while Mr. Steven was stroking her bark. Then Bobbie noticed his tongue
slipping into her mouth as she greedily sucked it into her own mouth.

After long seconds, during which time Linda was evidently sucking on
his tongue, he managed to pull it out of her eager mouth, but her
snake-like tongue followed him into the cavern of his own mouth.

Of course Bobbie knew that they were French kissing, he had often
discussed that matter with his friends, but until then

he only half believed that people did that. But now that he was face
to face with the cold fact, Linda and Mr. Steven were French kissing
indeed, they were doing it right there in front of him. He could even
see the glistering of their chins as their mingled saliva was drooling
out of their mouth.

But now he was no longer shocked by what they were doing. Had someone
before this day, describe to him such a scene as he was a witnessing
now, he would have qualify it as revolting to the extreme. Seeing it
with his own eyes did make it believable and he didn't felt disgusted
in the least.

On the contrary, he was exited by what he was seeing; he even felt
envious of Mr. Steven's good fortune in being able to kiss Linda in
such a way. As if to confirm his state of excitement, he then noticed
that he had a tremendous erection in his pants, his hardness was
twitching and jerking of its own and he had no control whatsoever on
it.

What happened next, Bobbie never would have imagined that he would see
such a scene before he was married. While they were kissing, Mr.
Steven hands proceeded to slowly lift Linda's bra, then all at once
Bobbie could see the naked side of Linda's right breast.

Never in his short life had he seen such a magnificent and erotic
sight. Even though her breasts were not fully developed yet, they were
the most beautiful and desirable things he had ever seen. He could see
her pink, acorn size nipple in the centre of her salmon colour areola,
which in turn was the size of a fifty cents coin.

This splendid scene fired his passions so much that his hand, without
his being aware of it, went to the front of his pants and he began to
stroke his erection through the material of his pants. Then as he
observed Mr. Steven's hands massaging and squeezing both of her
breasts, he felt a tremendous climax.

The pleasure was so intense and it went on for so long that he had to
use much of his will power so as to make as little noise as possible.
But even while he was in the grip of this strong orgasm, he still kept
his eyes on the couple in front of him.

Linda's bra was around her neck now and Mr. Steven had both of his
hand all over her exposed breasts. For Bobbie, inexperienced as he was
it was the utmost in erotic.

 Linda now had her eyes closed tight while her back was pressed
against Mr. Steven. Her head was resting against his shoulder while
both of his hands were busy squeezing and pressing her boobs. Her bra
had somehow gotten unhitched at the back and it was now hanging around
her left arm having become free of the right one.

Then Mr. Steven took away one hand from her breasts so as to remove
her bra completely. Bobbie suddenly had his first completely inhibited
view of her young bosom as his eyes for the very first time, felt on
her naked pair of breasts.

He was stunned and mesmerized by the provocative sight. What he was
looking at was certainly not the bosom of a girl of fifteen, he told
himself. Both mounds of flesh were much bigger than he could have
possibly imagined and while his eyes remained frozen on her nakedness,
he suddenly felt a strong urge to possess her.

He did wish that he could be in Mr. Steven's place, and for the first
time since he began to watch them, he actually felt a spark of
jealousy for Mr. Steven's good fortune in being allowed to fondle
Linda.

In the pictures of exposed breasts he had seen in magazines, most were
actually smaller than those that he had before his eyes now. Both half
spheres of Linda's tender looking flesh, were very high on her chest
and they seemed exceedingly inviting to the touch of hands as well as
that of lips.

Yes he would have given all that he own to be permitted to rub his
face over them, even if it was for only a minute.

Her raspberries size nipples in the centre of her pink areolas were so
inviting to him that he actually felt his mouth drooling as he fused
his eyes on the heavenly spectacle.

Judging by the way Linda was reacting; it was evident that she found
much pleasure by exposing herself thus. She was shoving her chest
forward in an attempt to force her bosom back into Mr. Steven's hands,
but she didn't have long to wait since as soon as her bra was on the
floor he once again reached for her boobs.

She didn't even try to pretend to stop him now, instead she pressed
herself against his hands and once again she threw her arms around his
neck.

For how long did Bobbie observed them, he couldn't tell since time was
the least of his concern now. She, with her lips on Mr. Steven's lips
and he, with his hungry hands mauling, pressing and stroking her very
accessible boobs. Once in a while he would seize both nipples between
his thumbs and fingers and after rolling and pinching them for a few
seconds he would pull on them, this much to Linda's delight.

Had Mr. Steven wished it then, Bobbie knew that Linda would have let
him do anything to her, but he was in no hurry with her and Bobbie
supposed that he knew exactly what he was doing.

It was quite evident that he wanted more than just a quick release for
his passions; he was working on something much more lasting with her.
He probably wanted to seduce her so that she would become dependent on
him and this was why he wasn't pushing the exploration of her body too
fast.

This was later confirmed when Bobbie saw him kiss her mouth again then
he bent over and he picked her bra from the cement floor, he next
placed it over her bosom thus making her understand that he wanted her
to get dress.

When she finally was able to fasten the hook with her hands behind her
back, and now that her young breasts were snug and safe, - one in each
cup of her bra - they kissed again for a few minutes.

In the last twenty minutes or so, from the moment that she had
willingly submit herself to his will, not a word had been exchanged
between them, and only now did he finally say something.

"That was not so bad was it?" 

Linda was still too shaken to talk at the moment. She was still under
the magic of that wonderful feeling of her first kisses not to mention
her first experience of having someone touching her bosom for the very
first time. Instead, she just nodded approvingly to him as she kept
staring at the floor.

By now he already had her blouse in his hand and he helped her to put
it on and to button it. They were ready to leave now. Just before he
opened the door, he suddenly turned toward her and he kissed her on
her lips one last time while his right hand squeezed her left breast.

Even to Bobbie, the meaning of this was clear. Mr. Steven wanted Linda
to know that now that she had allowed him to fondle her once, she was
to submit to his will anytime he felt like it in the future.

Even after they were both gone, Bobbie remained still for another
fifteen minutes. He was too shocked to move, and when he did get up it
was only to realize that he still had that monstrous erection. 
Furthermore, the front of his pants was wet from his previous climax.
No matter how hard he tried to think of other matters, the images of
Linda's half naked body kept appearing in his mind. Only after he had
given himself once more a release for his passions by mean of his
hand, did he dared leave the warehouse.

Bobbie slept very little that night. The events of the evening kept
coming back into his mind, but what bothered him the most was the fact
that Mr. Steven hadn't even try to fuck her. Had he tried to reach for
the junction of her legs, Bobbie felt certain that she would probably
have allowed him to touch her there and to do anything he wanted. But
later she would certainly have felt a lot of guilt about it and maybe
even refuse to see him again; this was probably the reason why he
hadn't gone that far with her.

He had restrained himself only because he wanted her to fall in love
with him and thus be able to establish a long-term relationship with
her so that at a later time he could do anything he wanted with her
and for as long as he wanted.

The following day was Saturday. Even if Bobbie didn't know for sure if
they would meet that evening, he didn't take any chances and he made
up his mind to wait for them in the warehouse as usual. As soon as he
got up from the table, he left the house on the pretext that he was
going to play ball in the park with his friends.

Instead, he directly went to the back of the house and he walked
toward the warehouse that stood at the end of the yard just behind his
father's garage. It didn't bothered him too much that someone could
see him near the warehouse since that path was also a short cut to the
park. Once he was behind his father's garage, it was impossible for
anyone to see him from the house.

He was almost an hour early but he was prepared to wait since nothing
short of the end of the world would have made him stay away.  He no
longer dared smoke while waiting for them, if they should happen to
smell the smoke from his cigarette it would be a give away for his
being there.

Beside, the feeble pleasure he felt while smoking was nothing compared
with the feast that his eyes were soon to witness. As a matter of fact
he hadn't smoke in the last two days, furthermore he no longer felt a
need to do so.

At about ten pass seven, the door suddenly opened and Bobbie's heart
began to beat very fast in anticipation. As soon as both passengers of
the van were out, he let his eyes rest on Linda's face. Once again her
cheeks were red and he could tell that she was nervous.

The minute that the large door was shut tight and the lights were on,
Mr. Steven took her in his arms and he glued his lips to hers. At
first she didn't cooperate with him but she neither try to pull
herself away from him. Then after a while, Bobbie saw her throw her
arms around his neck as she returned his kisses.

When one of his hand gradually made its way to one of her breasts, she
barely protested and this just for a second, then she did allow his
hand to roam all over the beige sweater that she was wearing.

A couple of minutes later he made her remove her sweater, and then it
took him very little coaxing to convince her to remove her bra
completely.

Once again, Bobbie enjoyed the view of her splendid exposed bosom that
she now most willingly submitted to the fondling of a married man.

Soon Mr. Steven brought a new dimension to their kissing as he
gradually moved his lips to her left breast. The minute that her
nipple was in his mouth, Linda placed her hands behind his head while
exerting pressure there and thus forcing his lips against her nipple.

He sucked her nipples with his lips and pinched them with his teeth
much to Linda's delight, later Bobbie watched one of her breasts
disappeared completely into his hungry mouth.

For the next ten minutes he indulged his sexual appetite in kissing
and fondling her breasts. Then all of a sudden he said to her.

"We better do a little work or Denise will ask me Monday morning how
it is that the van is not unloaded."

Linda reached for her bra and her sweater; it was evident that she
intended to get dress. But Mr. Steven prevented her from doing this.

"No. Stay the way you are, your naked teats will make me want to feel
you again once we are done."

"But I can't remain like that," again she brought her hand over her
mouth as she giggled. "Suppose someone should come?"

"Nobody will come, beside the door is lock. If someone should happen
to want to get inside, they will have to knock and you will have
plenty of time to put your clothes on."

"I feel shy to walk like that in front of you." This was not quite
true and even Bobbie could tell by the way that she went around bared
breasted, that it rather pleased her to show her boobs to Mr. Steven.

"I do want you to leave your magnificent breasts exposed, I will never
get enough of their sight. They are superb, after I get done with them
you will have the best pair of teats in Lakeview."

"But do you like them the way they are now?"

"Of course I do, you must always be willing to show them to me and to
let me fondle them. They now belong to me."

His last statement seemed to please her a lot, even while he said this
she went and stood close to him so that he could reach for her.

"Consider them as belonging to you then. Anytime there is no one
around and you want to touch them and kiss them, I will let you do
it." She said this in a soft and passionate voice.

They spent another couple of minutes kissing while his hands stroke
her boobs again. The sight of Mr. Steven's hands on Linda's naked
bosom seemed to be giving Bobbie as much pleasure as if he was
touching her himself.

As soon as their kissing was at an end, they began to work, for the
next half hour Bobbie watched Linda moving around the van naked from
the waist up.

 Even if he had wanted to take his eyes off her, it would have been
impossible for him, so mesmerize he was by the sight of her boobs.
Every move she made, every step she took and every time she lifted her
arms was a provocation. Her breasts would bounce, they would sway or
simply be pressed together, and as long as they were exposed he could
hardly breath and much less move.

At last they were done with their work. Again they kissed and he
fondle her some more but now for the first time, Bobbie saw the bulge
in front of Mr. Steven's pants, which proved that he was also in an
exited state. But even so he didn't do anything more than he had
already done that evening.

Then as they got ready to leave, Linda suddenly went in tears because
of the fact that they were not going to meet on the following day
since it was Sunday.

That weekend was a very long one for Bobbie. On a couple of occasion,
he was able to see Linda in front of her house, once he even said
'hello' to her as he walked passed her house. The simple sight of her
did cause his cock to grow in his pants and he had to hide his
condition by shoving his hands into his pockets.

Bobbie could hardly wait to watch her again on Monday.

 

                                  ( end of part 2 )


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