The winter storm had moved into the ranch country just after lunch, bringing cold, wind and snow. The radio had predicted near blizzard conditions by nightfall. Joe had brought the horses in to spend the storm in the protection of the barn, the cattle had been fed and their water tanks cleared of ice so they could drink. Finally he could head home to spend the stormy night with a good book and the radio.
Joe was born and raised on this ranch and wouldn't think of doing anything else; he loved his life. He had looked forward to his wife coming home this night, as she did most Friday evenings, but she had called to tell him she would be staying in town to attend the volley ball game; their daughter was a player. She spent the week in town with their daughter to send her to school. And if this storm became as strong as they predicted, his wife and daughter would likely spend the entire weekend in town too.
Joe looked forward to weekends and the regular fuck he got on Friday nights. His 6'2" frame squirmed in the pickup seat, thinking of the pussy he would miss. The squirming and his thoughts made his 45 year old cock swell. He rubbed his crotch. "Calm down big guy, you ain't getting any tonight," he told his cock, as if it had a life of it's own; which it seemed to have at times!
Joe had been a janitor at Wickman School For Girls for about three years, and while the pay wasn't the greatest, being a young single guy he didn't have many needs. Besides, the scenery at the school was nothing short of spectacular! The little bitches that attended the exclusive private school never even gave him a second glance. As far as they were concerned he didn't even exist, but that was okay with him because it gave him the perfect cover for his one and only hobby; trying to see these little sluts with their panties down!
There were really only three places that Joe knew the girls got naked at, in their own dorm rooms, in the bathroom showers, and in the main gym locker room showers. After careful evaluation, Joe soon figured out that the gym shower was by far the best place to make his attempt, as all of the girls would be totally nude. The bathrooms had stalls and the girls wouldn't be totally disrobed, and it would be almost impossible to see much in the dorm rooms, and it would be much too risky for the limited rewards.
Jonelle sat in the dark, staring at the images flashing on her computer screen. Her finger was busy attacking her erect clit while her eyes focused on the large black cock impaling the thin white girl as he thrust deep inside her hairless pussy.
A push of the mouse and another image jumped to the screen, this one of another white girl, but this time sucking on the knob of a huge ebony cock. The girl in the picture was very young, perhaps sixteen or seventeen years old, but the look on her face was that of absolute satisfaction and submission.
I had to take my summer vacation with my parents. There was nothing else for me to do. I had wanted to go with a couple of guys from my college class, but I simply didn't have the money to do what they wanted to do. So, just to have a vacation and get away for a while, I went with my folks to the mountain lake they liked so much. The home that they had bought was pretty small, just a cabin, really. It had a tiny veranda that actually served as a boat dock. It was a neat place; I liked the solitude. But, there was my sister.
Two years younger than I, she always wanted me to take her out on the lake in our small rowboat. I actually thought about taking her out there and leaving her on the lake and swimming back, it irritated me so much.
My folks jumped my shit about my attitude. You know the drill, "She's your sister, blah, blah." Yeah, so I took her out on the lake with me. It wasn't really so bad, but a drag nonetheless.
Hated her always hanging around. That is until one day, I really began to love it.
I had always fantasized about getting caught masturbating. Something about it really turns me on. A few times I know of, I have been watched, but never straight up caught, until now. Tonight my fantasy was to come true, but a little differently than I had always imagined.
I recently went to stay with my sister Lisa in San Francisco for about a week. She lives with her best friend Tammy, who I have wanted to fuck ever since I was 14. Tammy and my sister were both 21 then, and I was 23. Tammy would flirt with me, but it never amounted to anything except a good jack-off session for me afterward.
"Karen, it's a crying shame the way these tax people try to screw us. Look at this notice my husband and I received the other day. It's an audit, I think."
The petite, pretty blonde housewife was obviously very angry as she handed the notice to her lovely, dark-haired neighbor. Karen read it slowly, then looked up.
"I agree with you, Mary. But what can you do about it?"
Rat-a-tat-tat! The banging on the back door could only mean one thing; Tommy was here to visit with Jimmy.
Without waiting for an answer, Tommy popped open the screen door and marched into the kitchen. "Jimmy around?"
"I'm sorry, Tom, but Jimmy and his dad went shopping for a new bike," replied Mrs. Overton, "he should be home in an hour or so if you care to wait."
The teenager stood in the middle of the kitchen and pondered for a few seconds and answered back, "Yeah, I'll wait, is it okay if I watch television in the basement?"
"Sure," Mrs. Overton replied, "go right on down, I'll tell Jimmy you're here as soon as he gets back!"