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My New Paddle

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by Brooklyn Dreamer I didn't think she could see me and I couldn't believe my eyes. Obviously she did not think anyone would be coming home – her door was nearly wide open and her bed was visible if one just turned their head to the left when coming up the stairs. In fact, I learned that sitting on the top step gave me the perfect vantage point and a comfortable place to take care of myself. God I prayed my other roommate would not come home. About two months earlier I had moved into the house after moving out from living in a nearly sexless relationship with my ex-girlfriend. Steve owned the house and rented out two bedrooms to make covering the mortgage easier. I had the smallest bedroom – to the right of the stairs and he took the next larger room. Kristin had the master suite as she was not comfortable sharing a bathroom with a guy. Kristin was very open with me when I first moved in. "Listen, I want to get this out of the way. I am bisexual, but I date primarily women. Please don't think bisexual equals promiscuous. I've had one partner over the last three years, but things are complicated with her." She did not seem like what you would expect a lesbian to look like in a place like Maine. Kristin was nearly ten years older than I, in her early thirties, had shoulder length blonde hair, a nice body, but not anything extraordinary and I don't recall ever seeing her wear more makeup than lipstick. I guess after spending my entire life in The Pine Tree State, I thought all lesbians had mullets and wore flannel. I found her plain, but attractive in a confident, comfortable way. So here it was… Early spring. I took my kayak out to the river with a few friends as I did religiously this time of year. I had already been out nearly ten days that year and would be gone from 6am until sunset. Steve was at work, so I could see why Kristin thought she had the house to herself. But on this fateful day, I broke my paddle. I was in a rather precarious situation being in the river without a paddle, but managed to get to safety. I was a little shaken, so I called it a day, stripped from my wetsuit to my shorts and went home. I climbed the stairs, thinking about the shower and warming up my trim body. I got to the top of the stairs and I thought I heard something. A moan? I turned my head to the left. I saw a pair of spread, naked legs on Kristin's bed and that is when I heard "yeah, that's it… lick my pussy." But that wasn't Kristin's voice. In fact, it did not sound like a real voice. It sounded like a TV. It was the TV. I couldn't believe it. Kristin was watching a porno. I thought only guys did that. That's when I became aware of the buzzing sound. I turned to completely face the semi-open doorway to Kristin's bedroom and leaned to the left wall, giving myself a fantastic view of Kristin pleasuring herself. I really could not believe what I was witnessing. I felt I should respect my roommate's privacy and sneak back out of the house, but I could not take my eyes off of her as she rubbed the powder-blue vibrator up and down the entire length of her sex. Kristin remained mostly silent, but the moans from the video were increasing my arousal. I felt my cock straining against the fabric of my shorts. I still wanted to turn and leave her to her self-intimacy, but I found myself rubbing my member through my shorts. Just then, Kristin pulled the vibe away from her pussy, moved it up to her mouth and spit on it. That is when I made up my mind… There was no way I was leaving – I needed to witness this. I sat down on the top step and found that I still had a clear view if I leaned back a bit. Kristen had returned the vibrator to her pussy and had it focused on her clit. I watched as her body started to squirm and then she did something that nearly made me explode in my shorts. She dipped the vibrator into her pussy and gave herself a few nice strokes. That was almost too much to take. I pulled my shorts down to expose myself and I started stroking myself with my weaker, left hand. She moved the vibrator back to her clit as the video got more intense. I assume more intense since I could not see it, but the woman moaning and saying, "lick it," was nearly screaming. I could see Kristin's face and god she was beautiful! I'd thought she was attractive at best, but never, before this moment, BEAUTIFUL. Kristin's legs went from bent to straight and rigid. I saw her ass rise off of the mattress. I knew what was happening and I switched to full-throttle stroking with my right hand. I could feel my balls tightening and it felt as though the tension matched that of what was going through the body of the woman in the next room. I saw her ass fall back to the bed and then lift back up again. That was all I needed. I came right then, right there – sitting on the top of the stairs. I exploded all over my tee-shirt which wasn't so bad because I had nothing else to clean up with. I felt a sudden pang of guilt and concern. "Oh shit. What if she turns on her side and sees me?" I scooted down the stairs and out to my car. Fortunately, I had a change of clothes in the trunk because we often went out for a bite after kayaking. I drove to a local strip-mall, pulled in back and got changed before going home. I was still feeling odd and a bit uncomfortable about going home, so I went to the shop and bought a new paddle. I finally went home and was not much earlier than I would normally be. I only had a few hours before I had to go to work at the bar. I walked into the kitchen and there was Kristin. I tried to hide my embarrassment, but she smiled at me. "Next time, I get to watch you," was all she said before taking her dinner to the dining room table. I just stood there with my jaw on the floor. I still have that new paddle and every time I pick it up I think about that day and the start of the most unique relationship of my life.

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