Message-ID: <6541eli$9803011623@qz.little-neck.ny.us> From: "terry schulz" Subject: Grandma's Window:Part Two(M/f+;exhib;teen;young femdom) Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d Content-Type: text/plain Path: qz!not-for-mail Organization: The Committee To Thwart Spam Approved: X-Moderator-Contact: Eli the Bearded X-Story-Submission: X-Original-Message-ID: <19980228160838.3316.qmail@hotmail.com> Grandmaıs Window: Part Two (M/f+; teen; exhib;young femdom) by Schulzie I slept with a smile on my face that night. I had just finished putting on a masturbation show for four girls watching me through my grandmotherıs bedroom window, then listened to their comments as they sat out front near the living room window. ³I couldnıt believe it,² said one of the girls, ³he was rubbing his dick right in front of us...four feet away.² ³That was even better than last night,² said another. ³Even more shot out this time!² ³How about those push-ups he was doing? It looked like he was having sex with the Invisible Woman!² said one of the other girls. The other girls laughed. One of the girls who had been there the night before was curious. ³I still donıt understand why he doesnıt realize heıs playing with his dick in front of the window with the curtains open. Anybody could walk by and see him. Do you think he knows weıre watching him?² The other girls couldnıt believe the question. ³If you were a guy,² one girl offered, ³would YOU play with yourself in front of an open window if you thought someone was watching? Wouldnıt you be embarrassed?² The other two girls agreed he must not have been thinking about the window or the possible display he might have been putting on. One of the girls said, ³You could tell he must have been really horny. Did you hear him moaning and groaning? And that grunt he made when he came? Uhhhnnn!² The group giggled when she imitated the sound of that last grunt I had made when I unloaded all over myself. Still the first girl had her doubts. ³Yes. If I were a guy, Iıd be so embarrassed about playing with myself in front of another person. But Iım not a guy. And you know how guys are. Remember Billy Holton who used to live across the street? Remember how he was always trying to get us down in the laundry room to show us his dick? I know we were all embarrassed about seeing it and afraid of what he might do, which is why we never went down there with him. But some guys like showing their dicks. Isnıt it possible he showed us his dick on purpose?² ³Cımon!² said the others, in unison. Debbie, the only one whose name I knew, piped up. ³Thatıs different. Billy only wanted to show us his dick. This guy actually played with himself. He made himself come. No guyıs gonna do that if he knows a bunch of us girls are watching, right?² The first girl countered, ³How do you know Billy wouldnıt have played with himself in front of us? We never took him up on his offer to let him show it to us. Maybe if we had, he would have played with himself, too.² Another girl interrupted. ³Look. What difference does it make whether he knew we were watching or not. I thought it was pretty awesome. Heıs got a great bod! Did you see his butt when he was doing those push-ups? God, it looked so hot going up and down.² ³Yeah,² said Debbie, ³and I thought his dick looked good, too. I had always thought dicks were pretty dorky looking, but Iıd never seen one hard before. God, itıs so big! How are we supposed to fit that inside of us down there?² The other girls roared with laughter and said, all at the same time, ³One size fits all!² And the raucous laughter continued. Inside the apartment, I listened to their discussion of my little show. >From all they had to say, it was apparent they had enjoyed what they had seen. It was quite an eye opener for them, and it didnıt do me any harm either. I looked at it as a mutual public service. They broadened their sexual knowledge, and I satisfied my exhibitionist urges. Pretty good deal, I thought. But I was curious about the one girl who seemed to have an inkling that I had done the whole thing perfectly aware of them standing by the window and watching. I had, of course. But her skepticism worried me a little. It didnıt seem to bother her that she got a free peek at me jerking off, but she seemed somewhat less than enthused that I might have done the whole thing on purpose. I couldnıt think of why she was so obsessed with figuring out if I had planned the show. But I got turned on by listening to the rest of their conversation as they recounted in great detail all that they had seen and heard as they had their noses up against the window screen. Even though they were teenagers, I still found them to be very attractive and appealing in their young, inexperienced way. Knowing what I know now about girls, I would love to have the chance to take each one of them and introduce them to the wonderful world of sex. Each one was so beautiful in their own different way. The skeptical one was a well-built brunette, very shapely, with long legs and a sexy little smile. Her friend who had been with her the first night I put on a show was blonde, a little on the skinny side, but with a terrific tan that seemed to cover every inch of the parts of her body that werenıt covered. Debbie was the prettiest of all of them. She had very light, almost strawberry blonde hair that was long enough to reach nearly down to the small of her back. She was petite, with dainty little fingers. Her face was immaculate and clear-skinned, unlike the other girls who had varying degrees of adolescent blemishes. The fourth girl, the one who had joined the group last, was somewhat non-descript. She was a mousey, dirty blonde, very quiet and shy, who seemed not to fit in with the other girls. As much as I was enjoying fantasies about having sex with these young creatures, I knew that now that I was in my early twenties these girls were strictly jail bait. None of them looked to be over 16, and I wasnıt about to risk my future just to satisfy my sexual desires. Besides, I wouldnıt be around too much longer. My grandmother would be home in a few days, Iıd stick around another week or so until I knew she could manage for herself, then Iıd be gone. As it got later, the girls began to part company, going their own separate ways. Still turned on by the combination of their conversation and my fantasies, I had grown hard again. As I laid down on the sofa, I proceeded to stroke my cock for a quickie. It took me no time at all to jerk myself to an orgasm, and I fell asleep. The next day, I got up around 10 a.m., showered, and headed out to shop for groceries and cleaning supplies. I had just about depleted Grandma of her available food since she had been in the hospital and wanted to replenish her pantry before she returned home. I also wanted to surprise her by cleaning the apartment from top to bottom so she wouldnıt have to worry about that when she got home and recuperated. A couple of hours later, I returned to the apartment complex. The trunk of my car was filled with bags of groceries and supplies, and I knew I would have to make several trips back and forth from my car to the apartment. As I pulled up to the front of Grandmaıs apartment building, there were the girls. All four of them were sitting on the front steps, talking and carrying on as usual. As I pulled up and turned off the car engine, they got quiet and began whispering to each other. I was obviously the topic of their secret conversation. I got out of the car, acting oblivious to their attention, and went to open the trunk to grab a couple of bags for the first trip. As I approached the building, they were quiet, pretending not to notice me at first. I acted as I normally did. ³Hi girls,² I said, cheerfully as always. ³Oh, hi!², they said. ³Nice day, huh?² I added. ³Uh-huh.² That was the extent of the conversation as I made my way past them, opening the door to the building and stepped inside. Just as the door was about to close behind me, I heard them begin to snicker and giggle. I dropped off the first of the bags I had carried in and headed back to the car for my second round. As I stepped outside the building, one girl - the skeptical one - said to me, ³Thatıs a lot of bags youıve got in the trunk.² ³Sure is.² I responded. ³Can we help you carry them in?², asked Debbie. I looked at them for a moment. All but the shy one looked back at me. They all seemed eager to help. I guess now that they ³knew² me a little better than they had a few days ago, they felt a little freer to engage in more than just a ³Hi, how are you?² type of conversation. ³Sure. Thanks,² I said, ³that would save me a lot of trips.² And with that, the girls followed me to my car. I grabbed some bags and each of the girls picked up a share of the remaining bags. Closing the trunk, I led the way to the apartment with the girls close behind. When we got into the apartment, I told the girls to set the bags down on the kitchen table and chairs. ³Thanks, girls.² I said as they finished placing the bags down, ³By the way, my nameıs Danny.² ³Hi Danny!² said the skeptical one. ³Iım Amy.² ³Hi Amy.² ³Iım Shannon,² said the lithe blonde. ³How ya doinı, Shannon?² Debbie stuck out her hand. ³You can call me Deb.² ³Okay, Deb² I replied. The shy one mumbled, ³My nameıs Beth.² I repeated their names. ³Okay, letıs see. Thatıs Amy, Shannon, Deb and Beth. That should be easy to remember. Thanks again for helping me.² ³No problem,² said Amy. ³Weıve been meaning to say Œhiı since you moved in, but this was our first chance.² I corrected her. ³Youıve said Œhiı before.² ³Well, I mean, we wanted to introduce ourselves to you. That is, Shannon and I did. Deb and Beth hadnıt seen you until...² she stopped herself, realizing she was about to say ³last night² and finished by saying ³...recently.² For a moment, there was a bit of tension in the room when Amy almost slipped. The girls had made eye contact with each other at Amyıs near mistake, then breathed a quiet, collective sigh of relief as she recovered from the near disaster. Shannon spoke up. ³When did you move in, Danny? We didnıt see any moving vans. There used to be a little old lady that lived here, but we never saw her move out. Hope she didnıt die.² I laughed. ³No. Sheıs still alive. Thatıs my grandmother. Sheıs in the hospital for a couple of weeks. Iım just taking care of the place for her while sheıs away. You donıt think Iıd live in this apartment with all these little knick-knacks around, do you?² The girls laughed as they looked around the apartment at what were obviously furnishings more suited for a sixty-five year old widow than a twenty-something year old guy. We talked for awhile. The girls asked a lot of questions about me. So I talked about college and stuff while they talked about high school and stuff. Shannon, Deb and Beth stuck close to me as we chatted. I had worn my skimpy cutoffs and I caught them checking my crotch out as we talked. Their glances didnıt last long, but it was fun watching their eyes go up and down from my face and back down to my cutoffs every so often, as though they expected my cock to pop out and explode right in front of them. Meanwhile, Amy was walking around the apartment checking things out. If I didnıt know better, I would have thought she was a thief casing the place. She stepped down the hallway and peeped in Grandmaıs bedroom. When she wandered back into the living room, she said, ³So, do you sleep in your grandmotherıs bed since sheıs not here? I notice thereıs only one bedroom.² ³No,² I told her, ³I sleep out here on the sofa.² She cocked her head, and gave me a curious look. Then she grinned. I continued talking to the other girls. Quietly, Amy pulled Shannon aside and whispered something in her ear. They both exchanged whispered messages back and forth with each other until Shannon looked at Amy and mouthed the word, ³Really?² I was curious about their secret discussion and it didnıt take me too long to find out what it was. ³Danny?² said Amy. ³Yes?² ³Does your grandmother know you play with your dick in her bed? Time froze. The other girls stood there, mouths open, looking at Amy. They were in total shock, disbelieving what they had just heard Amy ask me. I looked at Amy and she just stood there looking me right in the eye. Shannon stood next to her, smirking. ³Amy!², gasped Deb. Beth just turned beet red. I tried to get words out, but they were slow coming.²Amy, I donıt know what...² She cut me off in mid-sentence. ³Danny, a couple of night ago Shannon and I were out back taking laundry off the line. We could see you in your grandmotherıs bedroom playing with yourself. We could see everything. I mean EVERYTHING.² Shannon added, ³Yeah, we saw you come.² Amy continued. ³And then last night, all four of us were back there, and you were playing with your dick again. Isnıt that right, guys?² Shannon nodded in agreement while the others just stood there silent. ³We could hear and see everything, Danny,² boasted Shannon. ³We watched you rubbing your dick and saw you came again.² ³And then,² Amy said, taking the conversation back over, ³we started talking about it, and I said I thought you did the whole thing on purpose. I told the others that you knew we were back there the whole time. You were masturbating for us. You wanted us to watch you, didnıt you?² I lied. ³I did no such thing. How dare you peep in other peopleıs windows!², I said, feigning contempt. ³Most people would close their curtains, maybe even turn off the lights if theyıre doing something private like having sex or...playing with themselves,² added Amy. "You did it on purpose. Admit it." Again I denied her accusation, though Iım not sure I was very convincing. Amy grinned mischievously. ³I wonder what your grandmother would think if we told her what we saw you doing in her bedroom.² ³You wouldnıt.² That was all I could say as I realized she was plotting a little blackmail scheme. I began to wonder what she was going to demand for my silence. I didnıt have any money to speak of and most of my possessions were back home. ³Tell the truth, Danny. Werenıt you deliberately putting on a show for us?² All four girls stood there waiting for my answer. Even if I were innocent, they had me. The last thing I wanted was for them to tell my grandmother that they had seen me jerking off in her bedroom. Iıd be so embarrassed if she knew. Maybe she wouldnıt believe them, but they had seen the room, knew what furniture was in there, knew how things were laid out, and if they gave her enough details, she might just believe them. There was no way I wanted Grandma to find out I had exposed myself - and jerked off - in front of these girls. I was prepared to pay just about any price to keep them quiet. I looked down, embarrassed, and came clean. ³Okay. Yes. I knew you were there the whole time.² ³I told you so,² said Amy to the others. ³Youıre not going to tell my grandmother now, are you?², I pleaded. ³No, we wonıt tell your grandmother, Danny. We wonıt say a word, will we?², Amy said, looking at the others. ³If...² Here it comes. I knew there would be a condition in return for them keeping their mouths shut. ³Excuse us a minute, Danny. We need to discuss this among ourselves.² And then, Amy gathered the girls around her in a little huddle. Very quietly, Amy whispered something to her little co-conspirators. As she talked, the girls listened intently, eyes widening, big grins forming on their faces. I wish I couldıve heard what Amy was saying but her whispers were way too low in volume for me to pick up a single word. The other girls were obviously enjoying the plan she was hatching. They began to giggle as she explained to them what she had in mind. At one point, Shannon looked at Amy and said, ³You wouldnıt?!², and Amy just nodded and grinned an evil grin. ³Agreed?² Amy inquired of the others. ³Agreed,² they affirmed, giggling and giving each other high fives as the huddle broke up. Amy led the others back over to me and spoke for the group. ³Weıve discussed the matter over very carefully,² she said, entertaining her friends with her business-like demeanor. ³We are prepared to make to following proposal. We promise not to tell your grandmother if you...² she said, pausing for dramatic effect, ³...put on another show for us.² I was immediately relieved. Put on another show? Is that all they wanted? Couldnıt they already figure out I had enjoyed giving them a show last night? ³Didnıt you get a show last night? Wasnıt that enough? You want another show? Is that all?² I asked, not believing I was getting off that easy. There was nothing that would have pleased me more than to do it again; to let them watch me jerking off. This was way too easy a price to pay for their silence. ³Whatıs the catch?² ³Only that this time we get to be in the room with you, and that this time EVERYBODY gets to see EVERYTHING from start to finish,² Amy explained. ³Oh, and if we decide we want to touch your dick, youıll let us, right?² If these were their terms, how could I possibly turn them down? ³You want to get started right now?² I asked. Amy shook her head. ³How about tomorrow around noon?² ³Iıll be waiting.² to be continued OTHER STORIES BY SCHULZIE CAN BE FOUND AT:www.mrdouble.com/schulzie.htm ______________________________________________________ Get Your Private, Free Email at http://www.hotmail.com -- +--------------' Story submission `-+-' Moderator contact `------------+ | story-submit@qz.little-neck.ny.us | story-admin@qz.little-neck.ny.us |