Fiction, Boy, Boys/Teen Female, Female / Girl, Female solo, Male / Female Teens, Male Solo, Males / Female, Masturbation, School, Teen, Teen Female Solo, Teen Male Solo, Teen Male/Teen Female, Voyeurism, Written by women, Young
The lustful desires of a teenage girl are both inescapable and untamable.
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The sound of the alarm invigorated Tiffani to the spring morning’s beauty and elegance. She stood up, peeked her head behind the curtains, and saw the flowers blooming over the rooftop of the neighboring house.
This truly was Tiffani’s dearest time of the year. The whiteness of winter had faded; the spring air seized the cool, brisk nights. Children routinely came outside to play as there parents watched and laughed. People began yard work in this period that was neither to cold nor to warm.
Tiffani removed her eyes from the window and situated them on the large mirror in her room. She took a few moments to gaze at her body as if she had never seen it before.
Tiffani, a beautiful, curvaceous sixteen-year-old girl, had the body that drew the lustful eyes of every young man she passed. Her dark, flowing black hair, her rich brown eyes, her flat stomach, her rounded breasts, and her shapely ass made her the woman every girl wanted to be.
Her mindset was that of an adult. She was brilliant; she conducted herself with prudence. She outsmarted everyone in her classes and was seen as the ‘smart girl who was pretty,’ since those two descriptions do not commonly work in tandem.
While her mutual sexual activity may have been tacit, she was very active in thought. She was a virgin; she had never seen a man or a woman in the nude. The only reason she knew about masturbation was because she was told by a friend in middle school. She had a feverous lust in which she could not control. Every night after her parents retired to their room, she would strip herself and play under the covers while thinking of the cutest boys in school.
Tiffani began to get dressed for her day at school. She put on a blue blouse and a skirt that reached just above her knees. She applied her make up and straightened her hair.
Both Tiffani’s parents worked the county courthouse, which required them to arrive early in the morning to do paperwork. Tiffani’s sister, who was nineteen years old, attended college and lived on campus. Since Tiffani too young to drive, this left her alone in the mornings, which forced her to ride the school bus.
While she was waiting at the bus stop, a young boy approached her dressed with the face of nervousness. He was cute. He had light brown hair that reached just above his eyes. He was skinny, but not entirely too much. He had some sight muscle on his body.
The boy stood next to Tiffani and said, “Hi, I just moved into the house next to yours a few days ago. I am a junior in high school.”
“Oh, Hi,” Tiffani replied. “What’s your name and where do you come from?”
“My name is Justin. I moved from the north; western New York,” Justin answered.
“I’m Tiffani and that’s really a long ways away. Welcome to Charlotte, North Carolina where it could be cold an snowy one day and warm and humid the next,” Tiffani humorously replied.
Justin and Tiffani became friendly from the moment they met. They had much in common: age, personality, tastes in music, and so forth. As the bus arrived, they boarded and sat next to each other. After only meeting this boy, Tiffani new that she would love him.
The only class they had together in school was geometry. Tiffani entered the room and saw Justin standing at the front of the class talking to Mr. Ray. She sat in her usual seat. Mr. Ray told Justin that he could sit beside Tiffani since she was very good in this class and could help him along with a few chapters in the book that he had not gone over in his old school.
Perhaps it was fate that these two would live and sit next to each other. Throughout the remainder of the school year, Tiffani and Justine grew closer.
Tiffani and Justin lived just outside of Charlotte, a city with nearly two million in her surrounding area. This meant that their houses were literally less than ten feet apart. This was an extreme benefit to Tiffani.
Tiffani’s room was located on the second floor of her house while Justin’s room was located on the first floor of his house. One night Tiffani discovered that Justin’s blinds were positioned at a perfect angle: Justin could not see out, but anyone who was above could look down and see in. The view was not perfect; the only thing that she could see was his bed and only could see in when it was either daylight outside or he had his light on in his room.
The night that Tiffani discovered this, she was sitting at her desk doing her geometry homework. She and Justin had only recently gotten off the bus from school; however, she was already tired of doing math. She leaned back in her chair, looked down out of her window, and was amazed at what she saw.
She saw Justin lying on his bed that was parallel and adjacent to the wall. Then she realized that he was naked as he moved his right hand towards his seemingly erect penis. Tiffani could not see specific details; she could only see the bottom portion of his face down to the upper portion of his thigh. She did see, however, that his penis was erect and that he had a dark bush of hair surrounding his penis.
He began to move his hand up and down, up and down. He laid there still; the only motion made was with his arm and hand. He moved faster and faster. Justin eventually began to squirm a little bit. Then Tiffani saw what looked like an orgasm: he lifted his head backwards and shivered a little bit. Then, still he laid. Tiffani could not see any sperm from her view, but she did see him take a towel of some sort and wipe of his chest. He then stood up out of her view.
She sat in her chair for a moment, evaluating what she had seen. She felt the wetness in her panties grow. She knew what it was time to do.
Tiffani locked her door and took her clothes off. She was amazed at the wet spot that she had left in her panties. It almost looked as if she had peed they were so wet. She laid down on her bed, spread her legs, and inserted two fingers inside or her tight, slick pussy.
She quickly moved her fingers around the inside of her pussy, already feeling the pleasure building up. As the intensity grew, so did her movements. Within a few minutes, she was already about to orgasm. Tiffani took one last gulp of air and let out a moderately loud moan. Her toes curled; her face twitched. Her hips rocked up and down. Finally, after the best orgasm she had ever experienced, she caught her breath and began to clean up after herself.
She hoped her parents did not hear the loud noises that she was making. She looked at the blue bed sheets and saw a wet spot the size of the bottom of a two-liter bottle. She had never produced this much juice and was amazed.
Tiffani gathered herself. She returned to her homework but was hardly able to focus after what she had just seen. Part of her felt awful for peeking her best friend, but the teenage side of her with raging hormones hoped that there could be more. More viewings. More love. More.
Time passed and the two grew even closer. They began to venture into each other’s house for study session and late night movies. They went on dates to restaurants and movie theatres. They had never had sexual experiences together nor had they even mentioned anything sexually related.
One day when the school year was over, Tiffani went to Justin’s house at about eight o’clock in the evening. Justin’s parents were out of town for the week and they had planned to watch a movie.
Tiffani walked up the steps to Justin’s porch and before she could ring the doorbell, the door opened.
“Good evening ma’am,” said Justin in an exorbitantly dramatic way.
“How are you, fine sir,” replied Tiffani in the same tone.
“Will not you enter my dwelling,” said Justin.
“Aw, shut up,” shouted Tiffani in a joking manner.
They both laughed as Tiffani entered the house. They walked into the living room, which smelled of freshly made popcorn.
“Can I get you a pop,” Justin asked.
“No, but you can get me a soda. This is the south, Justin,” replied Tiffani.
They laughed again. Tiffani sat on the couch wile Justin brought in the popcorn and sodas. He began the movie Havoc and sat on the couch next to Tiffani.
They ate their popcorn while the movie played until they ran out. Then Tiffani laid her head on Justin’s lap. Justin became nervous and was afraid that he would get a boner, but he did not want to tell Tiffani to move.
He was fine until a sex scene happened in the movie. As the sex became rough, his penis became hard. Tiffani felt this and became aroused as well. Both of their hearts were racing without a word said. They did not know what to do.
Eventually, Tiffani gathered the confidence to say, “Are you having fun. You seem to be getting a stiffy?”
Justin could not gather enough words to make a complete sentence. “Well, what, I mean, why, I-I don’t…”
Tiffani giggled at his havering. She did not know what she was doing. She was just making stuff up on the spot. She moved her head around the bulge in his pants to drive him crazy. Then she lifted her head up and began to rub his hard on with her hand.
Justin took his hand and placed it on her right breast. Tiffani smiled and encouraged him to go further. He slipped his hand down the front of her pants hand felt the wetness surrounding her pussy.
“Hey, maybe we should do this in my room,” exclaimed Justin.
“Okay,” replied Tiffani, not sure if she really knew what she was getting in to.
Justin walked to the television, turned it off, and headed to his room, still having a bulge in his pants. Tiffani followed. When they walked into his room, they stared at each other for what seemed like eternity, even though it was only a few moments.
Tiffani laid on his king size bed and said, “come on, buddy.”
Justin laid on his bed next to her, still fully clothed. She reached over and pulled his shirt off. Then she unbuckled his belt, pulled his shorts off, and then, slowly, but surely, removed his boxes, revealing his six-inch penis and his rather large ball sack. He had hair under his arms, on his legs, and around his penis. He had a flat stomach with a few hairs growing in a happy trail. His arms were slightly muscular. Tiffani was in awe.
She began to slowly take off her clothes. Firs her shirt, then her bra, which revealed her perfectly shaped breasts. Then she removed her shorts and panties, revealing her already wet pussy.
Justin, too, was in awe. They stared at each other in silence, scrutinizing all of the features of each other’s body. Then, neither of them could stand it any longer. They kissed. Their lips grazed each other’s.
Justin rolled over on his stomach closer to her pussy. He took his index finger and caressed the dark, curly hair that surrounded her pussy. He moved to her face and kissed her again. He gripped his cold hands around her firm breasts. He rubbed her hard nipples, which further exaggerated her want for an orgasm. She pulled his mouth to her nipple and he sucked on it before he once again moved to her mouth to kiss her.
Tiffani moved and rubbed his stomach. She tickled him and watched as his penis moved. She looked him in the eyes and said, “I love you.” She moved south and fondled with his penis. She ran her fingers through the pubic hair. She caressed his ball sack and penis.
He then took his erect cock, and inserted it into Tiffani’s pussy. Tiffani let out a loud deep gasp and nearly rose off the bed. Justin began to slowly move his hips as Tiffani lay under him.
He trusted harder each time as if he had done this before. He took her breasts again by hand and caressed them. The couple began to breathe heavily. Tiffani let out soft and delicate moans.
Justin moved faster, feeling the pleasure of moving in and out of Tiffani’s highly lubricated benefaction.
“I’m almost there, Justin,” shouted Tiffani.
She felt the pleasure building up in her waist. Her body began to tremble; her breaths became short and heavy. Then, like a wave overtaking a desolate beach, the pleasure erupted in her body. Her toes curled, her legs shivered, her fists tightened, her face squinted, and her chest rose. She let out a loud, powerful moan.
Justin continued to trust his hips. He felt the wetness of Tiffani’s orgasm around his penis. He, too, would soon erupt. He took one last deep breath and lifted his hips on Tiffani’s stomach. He humped her and blew his large load in between her breasts. His orgasm, however, was silent. He rolled off Tiffani and laid on his back.
They both laid in silence as their breaths faded to normal. Justin’s once erect cock slowly diminished into a flaccid figure. They cuddled against each other and fell into a deep sleep.
Daylight broke as Tiffani’s mind broke the surface. She sat up in the bed while Justin was asleep still. She took a shower to wash the crusty cum off her chest that was never removed from the previous night. She pondered the night before as she washed her body under the warm, refreshing water.
When she dried herself and left the bathroom, Justin stood at the door already dressed. She kissed him good morning and said, “Last night was amazing, but I have to go home before my parents realize I am not home yet.”
“I understand,” replied Justin.
They looked each other in the eye as if they were a married couple of twenty years departing each other.
Tiffani dressed herself in her clothes from the night before and walked across the yard to her house. When she arrived home, she quietly walked into her room and changed her clothes. She sat on her bed wanting more. She knew the time would soon again come.