Creeping around the cabin

Monica watched Diane disappear down the trail. She briefly considered following her, but decided against it. Despite all her attempts to rile her up on the drive, Diane still seemed a little timid. Best to have her own fun. She crept back around the cabin and peered into the living room again. It was empty this time, so she moved on to the next window. Jackpot! Inside she could see two teens going at it on their bed. The boy was really pounding away at the girl and Monica felt herself getting wetter. I think that's Zack's friend, Brandon. Hmm...I may have to test him the next time he comes over to hang with Zack. The door to the room opened and Monica smiled as she watched the girl from the living room slip and begin to masturbate. Such naughty little sluts. Monica slid her hand into her pants, emulating the other voyeur inside the room.

"Seeing anything good?" a voice called from behind her. Monica turned around slowly to confront the voice. "Hey, you're not Heather."

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Kurt stripped down to his boxers and flipped through his phone for a minute or two before growing bored. Madison was a bust and he doubted he could worm his way in with Chloe or Victoria tonight. He briefly considered going in to Heather, but he doubted he could convince her to have sex right next to her friend. Lame. He tossed his phone on a table and sighed. Even in his boxers, it was rather warm in the living room. He got up and went into the kitchen to grab a beer. As he took a sip he noticed a shadow pass by the living room window and smiled. Someone's looking for a peep show.

Very quietly, Kurt slipped outside the cabin and crept around the side. He spotted a brown haired girl peeping into Brandon and Ashley's room. Ah Heather, I knew I wasn't the only freaky one in the family. She must have found something good cause her hand was down her pants. He crept up behind her. "Seeing anything good?" The girl turned around and Kurt made a confused face, this was a woman. "Hey, you're not Heather. Who the hell are you?"

Monica eyed the boy in front of her. Slowly she pulled her hand out of her pants and brought her finger up to her lips. Slowly, she sucked the finger into her mouth, moaning seductively but never breaking eye contact with the young man. She left just a little bit of saliva on her finger as she withdrew it. She stepped a little closer to the boy. "Does it matter?"

Kurt's mouth went dry and he swallowed. "I...uh...no, yes...what?"

Monica made a wicked smiled a tapped her still wet finger on the boy's chest. "All you naughty teens, hiding out in this cabin, having your way with each other." She slowly slid her finger down Kurt's chest, pressing the nail just hard enough to leave a scratch mark. She stopped when her finger reached Kurt's boxers. She slowly wrapped her hand around his bulge and gave a long hard squeeze. "I bet you were planning to have your way with me too." Kurt moaned. He was at the mercy of a sex goddess. Monica leaned forward and breathed on his ear. "Would you have ripped down my pants and taken me from behind? Or were you planning to throw me on the grass and pin me beneath you."

Kurt opened his mouth to respond but couldn't find any words.. Women didn't act like this. This was some succubus come to life. He felt his back hit a tree, only then realizing he'd been backing up. Monica had stayed with him every step, her hand never letting go of his cock. She continued to whisper sultrily in his ear. "I bet you've had your way with many girls. But tonight..." she hooked her fingers into his boxers and yanked, "...tonight you're mine."

Kurt's cock sprang into view. Kurt didn't know what to do. He was fairly certain his soul was about to be sucked out of him, but his cock seemed to have taken over all brain function for the evening. Monica slowly knelt before him, her wicked smile sending a shiver down his spine. He gulped as she licked her lips. Wasting no more time, Monica opened her mouth and descended on Kurt's cock. He groaned as she took him all the way into her throat. As she slowly pulled back, she wrapped her tongue around the cock, teasing it.

Kurt panted, his eyes wide open. He'd had plenty of good blowjobs in the past, but this was something else. This was like a worship of his cock. He didn't care if he was about to die. He'd die getting the best blowjob of his life. Monica continued to toy with the boy. She'd alternate between deep throating him and teasing, always making sure to slow down when she sensed he was getting close. Kurt's whole body was on fire. He desperately wanted to cum but he was also reveling in the feel of the blowjob. Passion finally overruled fear and he dared to wrap the succubus' hair in his fingers. Kurt even started to thrust into her mouth when she would slow down, trying to bring himself off.

Monica smiled as the boy grew a little rougher. Time to finish him off. She took Kurt deep into her throat again and hummed. Kurt moaned and began shooting cum right down her throat. Monica kept humming, she wasn't done yet.

Kurt's body was tensed up in climax but Monica wiggled a finger up to his anus. He panicked as he felt her apply pressure but he couldn't move. Her finger pressed in and he grunted. Monica quickly found his prostate and massaged it. "OH FUUUUCK!" Kurt came harder than he'd ever come in his life. He felt like his entire essence was draining out of his cock and down the succubus' throat. This is it. This is how I die. When he finally stopped coming he slid to the ground and collapsed. He was beyond spent. As his vision faded to black, all he could see was the succubus and her wicked smile.

Monica looked down at the **** boy and shook her head. Maybe she'd toyed with him just a little too much. Still, he'd given her a lovely meal. She debated whether or not she needed to move the poor kid but ultimately decided it was more than warm enough out. He might be a little itchy when he woke up but would otherwise survive sleeping on the ground. She headed into the cabin as Kurt started to snore. The appetizer had been good, but she was ready for the main course.