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He Just Had toTell Someone

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He Just Had toTell Someone by AnonymousI've been dating this girl for about 3 weeks now(She's 20 and I am 23). She has shoulder length auburn hair andhas really nice legs (sigh). We are both considered to be shy. Imet her through my university course (I sat next to her andstarted talking...). Anyway, I really can't say this relationship hasprogressed to a physical level although it got really close onseveral occasion. Needless to say I am hoping for more but don'treally have the assertive personality (?) to push therelationship across the line. I was finished for the day so decided to drop inat her place to see what she was doing. She still lives at homeand her mother let me in when I got there. She told me K. was inher room. Her room is located outside the house in separatebuilding beside the garage. Because of this you get good deal ofprivacy since you are separated from the house. I was about to knock on her door to let her knowI was there when I heard a faint moaning. My ears just perked up!Since this is only about 1pm the whold neighbourhood is deseretedso it really quiet. This sound got me really curious. I strainedhard to reaffirm what I though I heard. I was thinking to myselfthat this couldn't possibly be what I thought it was but prayedto god that it was. I carefully placed my ear on the door tolisten in and bingo! I heard a woman moaning inside. I got an instant woody at the thought of beingable to watch her secretly doing it. I looked around to see ifher mother was around anywhere then looked for anything that Icould step on to reach a window on the other side of thestructure that will allow me to peep in. I found a small compost bin and quietly moved itbelow the window and stepped on it to look it. There she wassitting on her sofa with her legs apart, fingers lazily makingcircles around her public region watching TV. I could not seewhat she was watching but she was really engross in it. I havenever seen her like this. I knew she had nice legs but I nevergot to see it above the knee (its winter where I live, and itrains a lot so wardrobe at this time of year doesn't show much.)She was licking her lips and started to feel her right breastthrough t-shirt with her left hand. I can see her nipples pokingthrough the fabric. She's still engrossed in what ever it is sheis watching. The time seem to stand for me for a sec. I had seenvideos of woman masturbating before but never up close andpersonal in real life. My groin was yelling out for attention soI unzipped my zipper and freed my woody and started to stroke it.I strained hard to hear her through the window.It appeared that she was watching a porn tape and moaning I heardwas from the tape and getting off on it. My gaze was fixedconstantly on her. She kept making circular motion and rubbingherself and feeling up her breasts. This went on for what seemedlike an eternity. I couldn't take it any longer and jerked myselfoff furiously and cummed like mad, spurting out seman against thewall holding onto the wall for support and trying not to fall offor make too much noise so she can hear me. After about 4 spurts I carefully got back on theground and played around with softening my dick. I never, in amillion years, thought she would be into this kind of thing,especially with a porno tape! Anyway, with the image of her stillfresh in my mind I got back up on the bin to look at her again.My dick was starting to become hard again through all theexcitment. When I looked in she was still at it but she was notpaying more attention to her breasts and nipples. She still hadher t-shirt on but was pulling on her nipples through it. Hereyes were closed and kept licking and wetting her lips as if totaste some imaginary food or something. I couldn't hear her atall which was somewhat disappointing for me. She was now payingsome serious attention to her groin area and her fingers weregoing into overdrive. Not long after this her fingers sloweddown, no longer frentic in their activity, making lazy circles. I got down from the bin and carefully move thebin back to where it was before and waited for my erection tosubside. Her image was permanently embeded in my mind and itrefused to die down. I sort of stood there for a while trying notto think about her in a futile attempt at keeping my erectiondown. Eventually I gave up and furiously masturbated in thecorner and made it go down. Needless to say it felt really good! After cleaning myself up and making sure mycloths were not out of place I made my way to her door andknocked. There was flurry of activity and commotion inside beforeI got a response of "What is it mum?" I told her it wasme and she said just a minute. She eventually opened the door forme and let me in. Her face was flushed. The look of her face mademe get an instant erection again so I quickly sat on her sofa inan attempt to hide my growing erection. I made some small talk trying my damnest to hideit. I must've looked really weird and strange. The image of hermasturbating just refused to disappear from my head! I wasstuttering somewhat from the excitement. She did ask me severaltime if everything was ok. Only if she knew! She asked me if Iwanted anything to drink and I asked for a fanta. Fortunately shedidn't have one in her fridge so had to go to the house to getit. Fearing that I might really do something stupid, I used themobile phone and called a friend to give a call a minute later. I was drinking the fanta when I received the callon the mobile, I pretended it was mum, and made an excuse to getout. I gave her a peck on the cheek and left, mumbling somethingabout being sorry to leave so early. She smelt really great. I made my way out and got into the car, drovelike a madman and got home. Headed straight to my room and jerkedoff thinking about what happened. That was yesterday and I amdying to share this secret with someone. I am tempted to tell herwhat happened but I am afraid I might offend her. I couldn'tbottle this up anymore so I am writing you this to get it off mychest. There. I know this is long and sorry about it but I hadto tell someone. Thanks for letting me write this. bye.