Little Peeping Piper

Little Peeping Piper Little Peeping Piper

Status: Finished

Genre: Erotica

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Status: Finished

Genre: Erotica

Summary

What the Piper sees, the Piper likes... and wants to join in

Summary

What the Piper sees, the Piper likes... and wants to join in

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Submitted: August 04, 2015

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Submitted: August 04, 2015

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She was awestruck. Awestruck with curiosity and arousal. She watched through the crack of the door to the figure that laid sprawled on the bed. She couldn't help but snake a hand past the waistband of her shorts to stroke her dewy center.

He was gloriously naked. His head thrown back. His lips slightly parted. Ragged breaths and grunts break the silence. One hand wrapped tightly around his thick and long rounded shaft. His other hand clutching the sheets. His heels digging into the mattress. His stomach, possessing lean ropes of muscles, flexing in his assault.

She watched as his hand alternated between long, torturous stokes and vigorous strokes; emitting a grunt here and there.

Oh, she knew it was sinful to watch, but she couldn't pull away from doing so. It was over the top erotic. She wanted to join him. Wanted to explore the passions of flesh. The sexiness, the kinky, the heat.

She stroked harder, teasing her tight pearl. She couldn't help but started to pant herself. Suddenly his strokes turned vicious; almost blinding. His back arched, his head thrown further back with a roar.

She gasped in climax to the sight of hot seed jetting from the tip of his erection onto his stomach. Her body giving out like jello, she lost balance of the arm she used to prop herself on the floor. She launched forward with a yelp, face first into the door then kissing the wood flooring.

He sat up in shock to the intrusion. He stared wide-eyed at the small intruder. She splayed across the floor board. She sat up raising a hand to the small red bump growing on her forehead with a whimper of pain. He jackhammered to a stand and walked over to crouch down to her.

"Are you alright?" He asked.

His voice rough and husky. His hand holding onto her arm. Pulling from the moment of pain, she suddenly remembered where she was. She looked up into his eyes, a second too late, and realized it was a death sentence.

" I-I-I-" She stuttered.


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