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EXHIBITIONISM TARGET TURNS THE TABLES

Posted by: SoloTouchArchive Author: Lizzy Posted on: 12 Oct 2005 1 comments
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EXHIBITIONISM TARGET TURNS THE TABLESHaving been very busy and stressed this past month, I found myself with last weekend free and clear, and all for me. I desperately needed to do something to relieve tension and completely relax, so that I could return to work this week.As always, fondly remembering my "total massage" at The Spa in Palm Springs, reminded me of how long it had been since a wonderful orgasm had crashed throughout my poor, exhausted, body. Good God, three weeks? ME? That did it. I had two whole days to pamper myself and experience as much pleasure as I could. So, Saturday began with my long neglected neighbor. As some of you know, I enjoy a very unique situation being somewhat of an exhibitionist, and having a next-door neighbor who lives for my backyard performances. Poor guy must feel terribly ignored, lately.He's not a bad looking guy, pretty nice body, retired and hangs around in his yard, pruning and trimming and watering, all the while keeping an eye on my patio door, my bedroom windows, and the chaise lounge on my patio. As has always been the case, my neighbor is on the other side of a 4.5' block wall. I know he watches me, of course, and jacks off, but I've never ever acknowledged him, or that I know he watches.After almost a year of - ahem - creative sex performances by me, he got bold enough to let his cock out of his pants, and jacked off right along with me, cuming just after I did. Neither one of us ever acknowledged the other -- that is, until a month ago when I tried something different.I have a wonderful phone sex friend - THE best -(from WL ;-)) who has always wanted to experiment with exhibitionism, but has been too hesitant to try. I suggested we be on the phone, together, while I be the exhibitionist and wander around my back yard in my bikini, posing, caressing my breasts, etc. then masturbate for my neighbor - while I described what I was doing, and what my neighbor was doing.The idea was wildly exciting for him, and he could hardly contain himself as I slipped into my bikini, and my headset, and headed for the patio. Just the thought of what was about to take place almost took him over the edge.It was a gorgeous day, not too hot, and I bent down from the waist to look at my azaleas, my back to my neighbor. I spread my legs a bit, and let a hand slide over my pussy where he could see it from behind me. I stroked myself and described everything to my friend as I did it. I sat on my small garden wall, legs far apart -- and played with my pussy, pulling aside my bikini crotch to stroke my swelling pussy lips. I ventured a quick peek at my neighbor whose eyes were glued to my pussy, his shoulder moving quickly as he stroked himself. When I rubbed myself faster, so did he. When I slowed down to an erotic massage, he slowed down, too. I closed my eyes and let my body go with the pleasure as I described every move to my friend who was also stroking and moaning at each new description.On I went, bringing myself right to the edge, then slowing down and holding off, while I made my already hard nipples even harder, and removed my bikini top and bottom. As I described that, my friend moaned loudly, tried to catch his breath, and said he couldn't hold back anymore. I slowed him down and kept him just this side of cuming. Then, I told him just how I wanted to suck his cock, as my neighbor, stunned, listened. He was about ten feet away, but I could see sweat break out all over his red face.Trying to concentrate on keeping my friend from exploding, I looked away from my neighbor momentarily, as I lay down on my chaise lounge, feet toward my neighbor, my leg hiked up over the back of the chaise, and my left foot still down on the patio ... both legs spread very wide apart, which opened my pretty, trimmed, pussy to my neighbor, and showing my swollen and throbbing clit. I polished my clit with astroglide, going faster and faster, my hips bucking up and down, and practically thrusting my pussy in my neighbor's face as my rotating hips went faster and faster. My phone friend was moaning loudly and rhythmically with his stroking, and as always, he got louder and louder the closer he got to cuming -- then, let out a long and loud moan as his first spurt of cum shot across the room. That took me right over the edge, and my hips shot up in the air and froze, as my hand rubbed fast and hard over my clit. I started to moan as my first spasm hit. My hand kept them coming, one after the other, and I was lost in moaning and hearing my phone friend also moaning as he was milking the last of his cum.My eyes flew open as I had a second orgasm, and I saw my neighbor standing up on something that raised him by at least three feet, and I could see his cock as his hand moved like lightning - and I saw him cum -- shooting right over the block wall down into my yard! He shot several times, and he continued to shoot over the wall. He didn't make a sound. I was still moaning at my renewed orgasm from watching and describing my neighbor's orgasm to my phone friend, who was absolutely blown away with the neighbor's cum shooting over the wall.I could only lay back in the chaise lounge, legs still spread wide apart and quivering, my hand covering my pussy and slowly moving over my sensitive pussy lips, while I tried to catch my breath. I could hear my friend as he, too, tried to slow his breathing. I looked down toward my neighbor and saw him, still standing up high, slowly stroking and holding his cock -- and, staring straight at me. I stared back, still gasping for air -- and, then saw a slow smile appear on his face. He faintly nodded his head a few times, then stepped down and out of sight. I dragged myself to my patio door and on inside where I threw myself down on my couch, telling my phone friend how my neighbor had said goodbye.He was thrilled and excited at his first exhibitionism experience, even though it was vicariously, via the phone.So, what about last weekend? Evidently, since that was an expansion on my usual exhibition, I had no idea that last Saturday would bring another change.On Saturday morning, I returned to my patio, wearing nothing but a short, white sundress, no bra or panties, and sandals and carrying my current book. There he was, my neighbor, standing up on some kind of a new deck he'd built on the other side of the block wall. He went about his business, drilling screws in something and didn't seem to notice me.I sat on my glider with my book, curled my legs up underneath me, and started to read. In a few minutes, I noticed the silence, and glanced up toward my neighbor. He was still standing on the deck he'd built, but he was rubbing his hand up and down his cock that hung out of one leg of his fairly short shorts. I watched it grow, and could see much more of it as it grew larger. I was fascinated by the big, bulbous head, so much larger than the rest. His rough, worn, fingers made circles around the head. I thought I saw pre-cum glistening.He wasn't looking at me at all. His face was in profile, but his body was twisted toward me. With most of his cock still in his shorts, and only about two inches showing, he worked his fingers perfectly over the bulge under the shorts. It looked so hard, and soooo sexy. I couldn't take my eyes off of that cock.Still facing away from me, my neighbor reached up and slid his hands inside of the elastic waistband of his shorts, and in one move, slid them down and out of sight -- and, his whole cock bounced up and out straight at me. His hands at his side, he turned and looked down at it. I was mesmerized -- it was beautiful. That bright red head - the veins winding around and around and disappearing into his pubic hair. My pussy was throbbing and tingling. I could feel how wet I was getting. I squeezed my thighs together as I watched him slowly stroking, then just dragging his fingers around it. I watched it bounce around and wave in the air.Then, I was there. Right there in front of him. I didn't even realize that I'd stood up and walked towards him. I saw only his cock, and could now see the veins very plainly. He turned and looked down at me. I didn't even raise my eyes to him. He moved close to the wall, kneeled one leg on some kind of chair or stool, which brought his cock within a few inches of the top of the wall.I reached out with both hands and slid them all over his cock, then. Stroking - circling - cupping the head in the palm of my hand and pumping it -- tickling the tender part underneath the head -- holding his balls and very gently squeezing them. He held on to the wall and leaned forward as much as he dared. I led his cock to my lips and slid it back and forth against them, my tongue just peeking out and licking it. My lips were covered in pre-cum and I slid them all around the head, then in between my lips, constantly moving my mouth and tongue around it. I took a deep breath, sliding all of him into my mouth against my tongue and right to the back of my throat. My mouth and tongue pulled at him then -- just once -- getting ready to slide up and down, but I felt his whole cock become even larger and seemed to even pull back just a hair -- then, it shot forward and spewed out a forceful load of cum straight down my throat, and all around itself in my mouth. It shot again. Then, again. Three more times. I counted each spurt while I swallowed as much as I could. Then, I held him still in my mouth for a few minutes, before I slid him out, turned around and walked back into my house.I made it to my bedroom, lifted my sundress and straddled the big velour bed rest on my bed, sliding my wet pussy back and forth against the top, only two or three times before I came. I had another orgasm as I flopped over and threw myself across my bed to finish it. I was so incredibly turned on I came a third time. It took a long time to become calm again. My pussy was throbbing and my heart was pumping hard. Everything caught up to me, I guess, and as I wound down, I fell asleep - my pussy still throbbing and tingling; my legs wide open. I slept ten straight hours without moving - the deep and healing sleep of exhaustion.And, that's how my exhibition "target" turned the tables on me!___________________[sig]"The accumulated knowledge of the human race means that we are standing on the shoulders of giants." - Joseph Cambell and Isaac Newton[/sig]