****** Holly by Kunning Linguist ******
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Holly


This story contains voyeurism and masturbation.

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I have always thought my step-daughter Holly was beautiful. While she is grown
now and living on her own, I remember some of the things that we used to do
together...

~~ Chapter One ~~

Shortly after her 16th birthday, Holly asked if she could have a friend spend
the night. Her mother, Sue, was working at the hospital, and I would need to
pick her up at around 11. I saw no reason why Holly could not have a friend
stay over, as long as she was still up in case one of her sisters woke up while
I was gone. She agreed, and called Jenny to come over. I was about to leave at
10:15, and I went upstairs to Holly's room to let her know I was leaving.

As I got to her door, I heard her and Jenny giggling, nothing out of the
ordinary for teenage girls. I knocked, and Holly quickly said hold on. I heard
them scrambling around the room, then Holly said come in. I opened the door,
and was not surprised to see the girls were ready for bed. What did surprise me
was that Jenny was wearing one of my old football jerseys, and was only wearing
a pair of gold panties underneath. She sat Indian-style on Holly's waterbed,
semi facing the door. The direction she was facing does not matter as much as
the fact that the gold crotch of her panties was visible and much darker than
the rest of the undergarment. It looked at first glance like they had been
playing cards...

Holly noticed me looking at Jenny, and said that she hoped I didn't mind, but
that Jenny had forgotten to bring over pajamas, and that hers were too small to
fit Jenny's chest. I could see the Jenny was much bigger than Holly even though
at 16, Holly was already in a B cup, and still growing...

I told her it was okay, but she should ask in the future before going into my
stuff. She said she was sorry, and jumped off her bed, and put her arms over my
shoulders and kissed my cheek. In the process, she pressed her chest into my
arm, and I could swear I felt her nipples harden against my arm. The familiar
stirrings of the beginning of an erection ran trough me. Just as she was
letting go, Jenny replaced her, except her kiss was not aimed at my cheek, and
a quick head turn is all that kept it where it should not be.

With that, I told them that I needed to go to get Sue, and they said that they
were going to stay upstairs in case one of the other girls woke up, so they
would be able to hear them. I raced to the car, but not with the intention of
immediately leaving for Sue's work. I got in, and pulled the car out onto the
street and once around the block. Our house was situated on the corner, and
from across the street, you can see right into Holly's window. I made sure that
I was in a good position to look in, and parked the car again. Before I go on,
I should note that Holly had a king size waterbed at the time with drawers
underneath, so the bed's sideboard was even with the window ledge. Not
something that the younger girls would have been allowed, but Holly was taking
on more responsibility, and could handle not rolling out of the window on those
nights that it was too warm to sleep with them closed. I did not have to wait
long at all as a Jenny's body became visible through the window. She had
disposed of my jersey and was only wearing the gold panties. I recall wondering
what Holly was doing, and did not have to wait but seconds to find out. She
crawled across her bed, and took both Jenny's breasts into her hands. The
stirrings I felt earlier became a full fledged boner. I watched as Holly took
Jenny's nipples and gently tugged on them, rolling them between her fingers. I
could tell that Jenny was liking what Holly was doing to her by the way she
threw her head back and how her mouth gaped open and her eyes closed. I looked
at the clock on the radio and noticed that it was already 10:35, and I would be
late picking Sue up even if I left now.

All the way to the hospital to pick Sue up, my hard-on would not go down. I did
not know what to think of the situation, but promised myself to find out
exactly how far I could take it...


~~ Chapter Two ~~

I was not able to make anything work that night except an incredible romp with
Sue, and it was several days before I had a chance to talk to Holly about it...

We were in the kitchen on the following Saturday, and Sue drove herself to work
that day. The youngest of our girls was taking her nap, and the middle girl was
spending the day with her friend down the street, so noon found Holly and I
sharing lunch together.

I started the conversation very casually, and asked Holly simple questions
about her education in matters of sex. We have always been very open and
honest, and she did not seem uncomfortable talking to me about the films and
discussions she had been having with her friends. I told her that it was good
for her and her friends to talk about these things, but not to believe
everything she heard, and that if there was anything that she still had
questions about, to make sure she asked me or her mom. She readily agreed, and
said, "Now that you mention it, is it common for girls to squirt when they
cum?"

Slightly taken back, I replied "Not common," as I did a quick mental note,
"Most girls your age are just starting to experiment with things of a sexual
nature, and this is primarily through masturbation. Many girls never cum, but
of those that do, there is a very small percentage that do express a clear to
milky liquid when they do, why?"

"Oh, just curious," was her answer, though she was still thoughtful.

I went on to finish my lunch, and told Holly that I was going upstairs to read.
She told me that she was going upstairs too, and that she needed to take a
shower, so if I needed the bathroom, I would have to do it before she got in. I
went into the bathroom and did my business really quick, but as I was in there,
I set up my next viewing opportunity.

I took the mirror on the medicine cabinet, and ran the blow-dryer on it. I then
made sure that it was open enough so that from the shower, I could see the door
clearly. When I left the bathroom, I knocked on Holly's door, and told her I
was done, and went into my room, leaving the door slightly ajar.

She walked out into the hall seconds after I sat down on the bed, and across it
into the bathroom. Our bathroom had one of those interior doors that you could
stick an ice-pick or similar item through the hole on the outside that unlocks
it to prevent younger children from locking themselves in and you not being
able to get them. I waited about five minutes before I unlocked and opened the
door a crack. To my delight, she had not thought to close the mirror, and stood
on the other side of the curtain in all her naked glory.

This was the first time I had actually been able to see how well Holly had
developed. Her breasts sat way high on her chest, and her pubic area already
had a thick patch of black hair. Her nipples were long like her mother's, and
sat in the middle of half-dollar sized areola. I was thankful again for having
convinced Sue to allow me to put up the clear shower curtain. As I watched
Holly soaping her breasts, my hard-on was already throbbing. I took it out, and
started slowly stroking it. When Holly got down to soaping her young mound, she
dropped the soap. I almost got caught as she bent over to get it, and looked at
herself in the mirror. A quick move on my part was what kept her from finding
out what I was doing. I waited, heart pounding for what seemed like hours but I
know was only seconds before peeking in to see if she was still looking. She
had returned to soaping up, and had already put the soap up in the dish. I
watched, still stroking myself as she lifted her right foot, and put it on the
side of the tub. With her left hand still rubbing her hardening nipples, she
slowly ran her left hand down over her stomach, and through the thick black
patch of pubic hair. Continuing lower, she ran that hand down first her right
leg, then back up. Then she ran it down her left leg, and back up, taking her
time, thoroughly enjoying the sensation until she finally wrapped her middle
finger under, and rubbed her pussy.

A small moan escaped her lips, as her finger finally came in contact with her
pussy. I continued to stroke myself while watching her rub her fingers through
the lips of her teenage twat. Before long, she had found a rhythm that suited
her, and was rocking her hips back and forth in time to the ministrations of
her hand. I matched her tempo, but do not remember how long it went on, only
that it was not long before she had both hands covering her young mound, and
was rocking almost violently. Sensing, hoping that she was near, I sped my up
with her, until her left leg started shaking, and she almost lost her balance.
I knew that she was cumming when she sat down on the ledge closest to the wall,
and braced both of the legs against the other side, and sat there with both
hands clasped over her pussy, shaking and moaning.

I had not cum yet, and silently closed the door back up. I went back to my
room, and arranged myself on my waterbed so that I could see into the hallway
through the crack in my bedroom door in the dresser mirror. I took my cock in
my hand, and continued to stroke myself, listening for Holly to emerge from the
bathroom. It was not a long wait, and I made sure I was making enough noise so
that she would come to investigate, and sure enough, just after hearing her
open the bathroom door, there she was, dressed in a towel around her body, and
one on her head.

I continued stroking myself while watching her, and started moaning things
like, "Oh, Holly, your body is so beautiful, let me just look at it." And "I
saw you with Jenny's tits in your hands, and want to see more." Stuff like
that, things that I knew she could hear, hoping to get her to do something
else. I should not have bothered, because it was not but a few seconds after
she started looking, that she pushed the door open a little further, and
started rubbing herself through the towel. I continued moaning stuff to her,
and stroking myself, but was willing to draw the whole thing out, until she
dropped the towel. I lost it, there she was, no distortion of the shower
curtain, nude, and playing with herself in time to me stroking myself. I did
not last much longer, and neither did she. As I started shooting my cum on my
stomach, she went down on her knees in the hallway, and paused there, again
with her hands between her legs, and her whole body shaking. I started to roll
over on the bed, and she quickly recovered, and ran into her room. It was then
that I figured out why she had asked me about girls squirting when they came,
as there was a little puddle just outside my door when I got up.

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