Oooh, here it comes. There’s a deep suppressed moan from the other side of the fence as tingles shoot through my pussy. Is he touching himself? Is he fantasizing about what it would be like to be inside my plush wetness? The thought pushes me over the top. I grab my thigh tightly with one hand as the other dives inside my slit, causing a melodic hum to start in my throat. Then, my body shakes and I let out a sharp scream as tremors wrack my frame.
A heavy moan joins me from the other side of the fence as our climaxes peak and then slowly subside. I pull my fingers from my twat with a deep sucking sound and gently place the digits in my mouth before circling my nips with the wet tips. The groaning on the other side of the fence is quieter now, but I can still feel his eyes hot on me. Good.
Then slowly, I sit up as my skin glistens in the sunlight. Knowing that I’ve given the sexy veteran an eyeful, I stand up and stroll back to the house fully nude, my hips swaying as my breasts bounce.
But I want him to know I know, so I stop briefly at the door and smile coyly over my shoulder at the suspected observer. Another low growl sounds from the bushes, which only makes me grin wider.
Mission accomplished.
2
Jordan
Millbrae, Iowa, is completely different from Los Angeles, and that’s putting it mildly. Even more, Millbrae is a completely different in comparison to Afghanistan or Iraq, which is a good thing because different is exactly what I’m looking for at this time in my life.
Now don’t get me wrong. I genuinely loved serving my country and consider it a great honor to have had the opportunity to do so. And if I had the chance to go back I would do it time and time again. Yet it’s a grueling duty to take on, and only some are equipped with the mental and physical capabilities to manage it.
But it’s fine because I knew from a young age that I was prime Army material and enlisted the day after I turned eighteen. It wasn’t long after the start of the war in Afghanistan and I was deployed almost immediately after boot camp. I served two tours, and will never forget them.
But the thing is that war changes a man. After deployments, I went home to Los Angeles, but everything was different. The sun seemed different. The ocean was different. And most of all, the people were different. They didn’t seem to get me, and for a while, I wondered if I was suffering some sort of PTSD where I’d wander around in a fog, talking to aliens. It turns out I wasn’t, but I decided to leave Los Angeles to set down roots elsewhere. Leaving the West Coast was hard, but I knew I was making the right decision by settling in Iowa. I believe I will eventually find peace through the simple routine of daily life without the distractions of celebrity culture and a go-go-go mentality.
I haven’t totally adjusted to the Midwest yet, but it’s been good for me already. I spend most of my time reading, cooking out on the grill, and running on the local bike path. I’m thinking of signing up to volunteer for a local Big Brother program offering positive male figures as mentors to children in need. I’d make for a great role model and I’ve always liked kids too. It’d be a good addition to my routine, definitely.
So in all, life in Millbrae has been quiet and predictable. Or at least until this morning, that is. This morning, my simple life came to a screeching halt as I witnessed the pleasure of my young neighbor. She’s gorgeous, and a naughty nymph. I’m sure she knew I was there, and yet she didn’t care.
It was a welcome change though because I haven’t been with anyone since moving to Iowa. It turns out there aren’t a lot of hot single women strolling around suburbia. So believe me when I say I was extremely caught off guard to see the dirty little teen next door pleasuring herself while fully nude out back today.
What is her name again? Misty, I think.
She put on quite the show and I swear, it was like she wanted me to watch. Again, I’m pretty positive she knew I was there, and was doing it in part to tease me. Plus, it’s so bad, but I came with her. I’ve been wanting to get intimate with a woman for months now, but again, Millbrae is more of a hotspot for suburban wives, and not hot single ladies. But the teenager next door was exactly what I needed. Those lush curves, and the naughty way she tasted herself after she was done? That’s right up my alley.