Not so fond memories, pt 2

It took a while, but Suzy eventually settled back down. She tried to teach Julia about differential equations, imaginary numbers, and coefficients, but the blonde teen was simply too distracted. She kept glancing over at the window, almost expectantly. Suzy was nearing the end of her rope. She closed the book, and sat up. "Jules, I..."

"Shhh! He's...he's here!" the teen said. Suzy couldn't help but glance over. Just through the curtains, she could see a pair of eyes peering in.

"Oh my God..." she thought to herself. Her friend wasn't pulling her chain. "What...what do we do?" she asked. Julia met her eyes.

"Just act natural. In a couple of minutes I'll slide out of the room, and you....you just keep him interested." Suzy did her best to not look at the window, but the temptation to was overwhelming. She let a pen roll of the bed, and stole a glance. Whoever it was, he was pale. That was all she could note. Julia stood then, and stretched. "Alright, I'm going outside. Keep him occupied, or he'll run away!" she said. Suzy nodded, almost imperceptibly. She watched as Julia left the room, the pervert's eyes on her alone.

Suzy sat on the bed, motionless. She didn't know what to do. She brushed her hair back over her ear, and took a deep breath. "Okay, Suzy. You know this guy spies on her to get a glimpse of skin..." she thought to herself. She almost looked at the window as her hand traveled to her buttoned-up schoolgirl's blouse. With a flush on her cheeks, she slowly unbuttoned it. Suzy arched her back as she slid it down her arms until she was lounging on the bed in her white shirt and plaid skirt.

She stole a glance over and saw his white forehead and beady eyes still at the window. Suzy bit her lip as she heard Julia scrambling about in the other room. She caught a hint of motion out of the corner of her eye. He was looking around. Suzy sat up, and swiveled her hips so that she was sitting on the edge of the bed, facing the window. "You owe me..." she thought as she began unbuttoning her shirt.

She lay back on the bed, her midriff and cleavage exposed. She could almost feel his eyes on her. Suzy had filled out quite a bit since her birthday, and she was shamefully aware of just how much of her bosom she was showing. A spasm ran through her lower body. "What...what was that?" she thought. As she lay there on the pillow, her mind drifted back to the football players. Her cheeks flushed as she thought about it. How many dicks did she suck? 3? 7? She was so wasted that she couldn't be sure. The jumbled images of the team cheering her on as she took yet another cock into her mouth filled her mind.

If you asked her now, she couldn't tell you why she did what she did. Suzy glanced left and right as she faced the window, careful not to look directly at the peeping tom. She took a breath, and quickly reached under her skirt. The edges of her panties were silky smooth as she hooked them and slid them down her legs. When they were at her ankles, she pulled them off one foot at a time. Suzy listened for Julia again, but couldn't hear anything. She inhaled, held her breath for a second, and let her legs swing open.

"Suzy!" she heard, snapping her legs shut and breaking out of her daydream. "The camera doesn't have flash. I'll have to get a picture of him outside. Keep him distracted!" Suzy glanced over at Julia, her cheeks flush with embarrassment. Suzy nodded almost imperceptibly. The blonde girl disappeared again, leaving Suzy alone.

"Okay Suzy," she thought to herself. "This perv will run unless I keep his attention. Julia is going outside with the camera now..." Slowly, she lay back on the bed, and let her knees part again. Her pale cheeks were burning with embarrassment at this stranger looking at her, but she had to help her friend. Her knees parted again, exposing her shaven sex to the weirdo. Suzy took a deep breath, and licked her finger. "I know how to keep his attention..." she thought as her hand slid down her exposed torso.

Suzy adjusted her hips as her hand slid over her mound. Julia suggested she start shaving now that she was a "team girl". Her thighs parted, a cold draft rolling up her legs and giving her goosebumps as her sex was exposed. She stared straight up at the ceiling as her fingers found her smooth, shaved lips. Suzy bit the index finger of her free hand as she slid the other into place. Her pussy was warm, and wet to her surprise. Did she like this? Did she like being watched? Being...used? Her index finger started to make small swirls between her lips, directly in view of the window. The thought of mastrubating in front of stranger was wholly disgusting to her, at least she thought so. Suzy gingerly started to slide her finger up and down her moist channel, stimulating her clit as she did so. .............................

As Suzy rubbed herself, she imagined what the peeping tom was like. Most likely a horny teenager, thrilled to see a naked girl. Or maybe a balding, married man getting his kicks with a bit of naughtiness before going home and fucking his dumpy wife. Or maybe he was a muscle-bound loaner, unable to really connect with the world.

Suzy dipped her finger into her wet hole as she imagined the last scenario. Some tall, dark hunk that was just misunderstood. Maybe his wife left him when he was in the military. Maybe he came to see Julia at first but now he was smitten with her petite form. Suzy began to rub her clit faster and faster as the man watched, her mind swimming with fantasies.

THUMP THUMP THUMP!

Suzy sat up, clamping her thighs together. She looked to the door, but Julia was nowhere around. Slowly, her head turned toward the window. She still couldn't see his face clearly through the curtains, but she could see his hand, having just rapped on the windowsill. He was motioning to her. Suzy bit her lip, the images of a dark, handsome stranger still in her mind. Julia must be outside by now. She snapped to her senses, and stood up, her breasts exposed. She cursed herself for looking directly at him. There was no way he didn't know that she'd seen him. Suzy sighed, and reminded herself that she needed to keep his attention.

THUMP THUMP THUMP! Suzy glanced at the bedroom door again, hoping that Julia would reappear. When she didn't, she sighed, and went over to the window. With bright red cheeks, she undid the latch, and began to lift it. She started to part the curtains, but a thick-fingered hand clamped them together. "Thanks for the show. Why don't you come outside for the finale?" a gruff voice said. Suzy looked back over her shoulder toward the door. Julia had to be outside by now. Just a little bit more and they'd have his picture.

Suzy sat on the windowsill, and swung her legs out. Strong, calloused hands held her waist as she was assisted down into the fenced-in back yard. She brushed her hair out of her face again, hoping to see a tall, dark, and handsome loaner. Instead, she saw a short, fat, balding man. Suzy backed against the house, but he had her by the waist. Where was Julia?

He pressed his weight against her, his rough hands sliding up her torso and under her bra. Suzy turned her head as the pervert's fingers found her nipples. "Wait...my friend is..." she said as his belly pressed against her body, pinning her.

"Your friend is a little tease, always tempting me with a tit here and a bit of ass there...not like you..." he said, his rough hand sliding down her body. Suzy squirmed in his grasp, but his thick fingers were soon sliding up her skirt. "You are a dirty little slut, aren't you?" the disgusting man said. Suzy tried to push him away, but his bulk held her still. She wondered again just where the fuck Julia was. This had gone far too long...

"Now come here!" he said, clamping his arm around her waist. Suzy kicked her legs and struggled, but to no avail. He turned around with her in his arms, and hooked the edges of her shirt. With a quick tug, her shirt was off. She put a hand on her bra, but he unsnapped it from behind. Suzy turned her head to protest, but he didn't relent. With a quick, violent tug, her skirt was down. Suzy stood naked in the back yard, her embarrassment clearly visible on her bright red cheeks. The neighbor, Luther O'Neil, the local judge (and thus someone who knew her father) was mowing his grass next door. She couldn't cry out or he'd peek his head over the side.

The pervert's thick fingers found her shamefully wet sex soon enough. Suzy froze against the house, hoping that Julia would rescue her. Instead, she felt two fingers slide into her up to the second knuckle, her pussy coating them in thick, sweet juices. He pulled his shirt off, exposing his pale, bloated form as he grabbed her face, forcing her into a kiss as his fingers explored her intimacy.

"That's good, slut. That's good. Now turn around." he said, twisting her wrist. As Suzy was manhandled, her eye caught a glimpse of Julia at the corner of the house. Her spirits rose as she saw her friend, even as rough hands held her waist. She motioned frantically for her as she felt his cockhead slide up and down her smooth sex, even as the blonde grinned and snapped a picture. Suzy's smile faded as she felt the fat mushroom press into her. She gasped as it entered, its engorged length following. As the pervert pistoned in and out of her, Suzy saw Julia snapping pictures and stifling a laugh.

"Some friend you are..." she thought as inch after inch of wretched cock filled her.