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Fun in the Sun by GeckobobI live near the ocean, about a mile away. South of me is an airport. Myhouse is situated between the airport and the beaches, so there arealways airplanes flying over. This is good. I like to lay out naked (not nude) in the sun. I have a recliningpatio chair that I lay way back in and put my feet up on another chair,so Im lying nearly horizontal. I like to masturbate out there. The feeling of the sun on my bodyand maybe a mild breeze wafting over me is delicious. Its a whole bodyexperience. I take a bottle of oil and a hand towel out with me. The fence isnt quite totally private and the neighbors, if theirtiming is right and theyre in the right place, can see me. More powerto them. Its such a rush being seen naked, especially with a hard on. Ireally love my stiff, sensitive cock. Its always a thrill to stroke my erection when a plane flies over.Most of them keep on going. Probably, they dont see me. But sometimes,a plane will slow way down and turn back for another look. My heartstarts pumping like crazy and my cockhead swells up near purple when theplane returns, usually lower in altitude and flying much slower.Sometimes, Im lucky enough to have already spread oil over my humblesix inches. Thats when Im real serious in my stroking. My body isusually twitching to the thrill. When the plane passes right over me, Ispread my knees wide and continue wacking away. Sometimes the pilotsignals me by tipping the wings. There have been times when the plane isso low that I can tell a man from a woman. And I dont have greateyesight! But you know, I always wished someone were right here in the yard.Standing right in front of me as I stroke away. Well, my dream cametrue. I rent the other bedroom out and all the roommates I had had I feltwere too prudish for such things. So I was always careful not to includethem in my fun. Then a new roomy moved in. Wow! What a cutie! She wastwenty and a student from somewhere up north attending the universityhere in town. I fantasized a lot about her catching me out there. She was an exhibitionist also, as she moved around the house in themornings especially in her mid-thigh length robe. She had a shape underthere that could curl hair. And she would move around with the robefront a bit loose. Loose enough so that when she leaned over, I got agreat view of her full breasts. She liked to sit on the couch on weekendmornings, drink coffee, and read the paper. She would lay the paper outon the coffee table and lean over it, the robe hanging open in front ofme. I sure didnt mind. She would prop herself, arms on knees, reading;while I was reading. And her knees were wide enough apart that I couldeasily see her muff. From time to time she would pick up the paper andlean back, holding the paper up in front of her. And she never closedher knees. It was obvious she shaved around her vulva as it was rightout there to be seen. Creamy thighs and musky cunt. Uummmph!! I couldntimagine her not being conscious of what she was doing, so my mind beganto plan. I waited until she was near returning from some errand she had toldme about and I went out to the back yard, naked as a newborn. Oil andtowel in hand, I set up the chair so she would be able to see mestraight through the back garage door window from the kitchen door intothe garage. I left the kitchen door open half way. I took my time. Out back in the yard, I can hear traffic on the street in front andcars passing by the other side of the house along a private drive to thehouses behind me. She always parks her car just off that drive justaround the corner of the house. Meaning: I can hear her drive up and getout of the car. Sure enough, she followed the plan as if she was in on it. My dickwas pulsing with anticipation as I languidly stroked and caressed it.With legs spread open, I stroked my inner thigh with the other hand andreached down under my balls to that most sensitive place. I laid therewith sunglasses on watching the kitchen door out of the corner of myeye. It was unusually quiet and I heard her drop things on the kitchentable, a bag of groceries, her keys. She spent an amazing amount of timein the kitchen, probably putting things away. There! She stepped through the door to throw some trash. She lookedup and saw me. My heart jumped as I tried to lay still, head back.Stroking softly, I acted as if she wasnt there. She stood there frozen,staring at me. I casually reached over and took up the oil bottle, handshaking a bit, brought it back and dribbled oil down over the head of mysurging cock. Spreading with the other hand, I got the stuff all overthe length of me. Up and down, up and down. Then I squeezed a littlepool in my hand, put the bottle down, and spread it over my dry hand.This way, I was able to switch hands and not miss a beat, as the sayinggoes. As I watched and stroked, she moved from the kitchen door to thegarage door, standing so as to be seen as little as possible. The doorwas partially open, and, like clockwork, she slipped her head out thedoor. I kept fondling. I tried to make it look like I was not seeingher, since I wasnt facing her. However I looked, she came out the doorand walked up the steps, around the large column cactus. She movedquietly and stood watching me some eight or ten feet away. I was in seventh heaven. My body was twitching out control as Iapproached orgasm. It built and built. I couldnt help grunting andgroaning. And I went big and strong gushes of cum. Shooting up onto mystomach, and then I felt it hit my right breast, spasm after spasm. Oneof those power orgasms. I laid back panting, still stroking my cumdribbling cock. Her eyes were wide as she watched me, my cock stillhard. I rubbed the cum over the head and down the shank slowly. Mypanting faded bit by bit, and as it did, she started backing away. Thenshe stopped. A change of mind. She spoke. Wow! I couldnt act ignorant of her presence any longer. I lifted myhead and looked at her. Oh shit. She stood there watching me. I made no move to conceal myself.There was visible excitement on her face. I slowly let loose of my cock,cum dripping from my hand. She stared directly at my cock. Just you wait, she said, and a wicked smile arose. She stoodlooking me over for another 15 or 20 seconds, then turned and walkedback into the house. What I was to wait for, so will you . . .

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