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Catching Katie
When we agreed to take in Katie
for a few
weeks before she started college,
I cleaned
out my work shed. We sometimes
used it as
a guesthouse, but, in between
stays, it was
my personal workspace and temple
of solitude.
It had electricity, running water
and heat.
It was small but comfy. I took
out my tools,
I brought my laptop into the
house, I removed
two half completed novels, three
porn magazines
and my personal papers. I left
the spy cam
hooked up.
I'd installed the cam and a silent
alarm
a few months ago when there was
a wave of
neighborhood break-ins. I had
remembered
to disable the alarm but hadn't
unhooked
the cam. It was concealed in
the ceiling,
it was easy to forget. I didn't
forget.
Every woman on my wife's side
of the family
is attractive. Katie, her sister's
oldest
daughter, was on the verge of
beautiful.
Her ash blonde hair framed a
face highlighted
by crystal blue eyes and a healthy
smile.
Her cute little nose had picked
up a light
band of freckles from the summer
sun but,
otherwise, her skin was flawless.
She'd been
one of the top high school gymnasts
in her
home state. Her cute round butt
and tight,
flexible body fueled several
of my fantasies.
I'd never actually touch her
that way. Even
though she was now eighteen,
she was still
my niece. But, I did leave the
camera hooked
up.
Katie arrived pretty late. The
poor kid looked
beat. We put her stuff in shed,
got some
food into her and wished her
a good night.
My wife usually went to bed early
but had
stayed up late to get Katie settled
in. I
was hoping for a little nookie,
but the wife
was too tired. It wasn't the
first time I
wandered downstairs a little
frustrated,
quite a bit horny and not very
sleepy.
After making myself a drink,
I settled in
front of the tube but after channel
surfing
for a bit, nothing really caught
my interest.
I wandered back out to the kitchen
and made
myself another drink. That's
when I noticed
that the shed light was still
on.
With a nervous tingle of anticipation,
I
turned on the cam monitor and
entered my
password. The room came in clear
but I didn't
see Katie. When she came into
view, I realized
that she had just come out of
the shower.
She had one towel wrapped around
her body
and another one wrapped around
her hair.
The moment she dropped the body
towel and
plunked down on the bed, my eyes
almost popped
out of my head. Her tight little
body was
spread across the bed. Her cute
little boobies
pointing toward the ceiling,
her firm tummy
moving with her breath, a light
patch of
hair surrounding her prominent
pussy mound.
She stayed spread eagle for a
few moments.
The beautiful sight of her young,
shapely,
very naked body was making my
cock hard.
With eyes closed she began to
rub one of
her small but lovely breasts
with her left
hand. A few moments of this caused
her legs
to begin squirming on the bed.
She moved
her left hand on to the other
breast as her
right began stroking her muscular
inner thighs.
I couldn't believe my fantasy
was coming
true the first night. I unzipped
my pants.
My stiff dick felt good in my
hand.
Her right hand began slowly stroking
her
pussy and my right hand began
gently stroking
right along with her. She planted
her feet
on the bed and raised her knees
as her fingers
petted her light furred pussy
with firmer
strokes. Her hand cupped her
mound, she was
grinding up against her palm,
her hips rising
and falling with the motion.
Lifting her
butt off the bed, she arched
her back and
pressed her cunt into the exploring
hand,
all the while rubbing first one
breast and
then the other. I began to wish
I had installed
a microphone. Her mouth was open
and all
I could do was imagine her moans
of lust.
Matching her stroke for stroke,
I struggled
to keep my own labored breath
quiet. Then,
much to my surprise, she just
stopped.
As I watched her lie there with
one hand
on her right breast and the other
between
her legs, I figured maybe she'd
had a quiet
little orgasm or perhaps she
was just too
tired to come. When she grabbed
a pillow
I thought she was planning to
go to sleep.
She rolled over. I was looking
down on her
rippling back and cute, round
butt. I continued
to slowly stroke my cock, knowing
I was going
to have to shoot this load before
going to
bed. Suddenly I realized that
her butt was
rocking. She was still masturbating.
Her ass muscles clenched and
unclenched while
the hand between her legs worked
it's sensual
magic. The towel had fallen off
her head
and she was pressing her face
into the pillow.
She raised her ass further into
the air and
I could see that both her hands
were now
between her legs. Her right hand
appeared
to be stroking her clit as she
was plunging
two fingers of her left in and
out of her
sweet young box. I pulled a handkerchief
from my back pocket and got a
firm grip on
my now throbbing dick. Her hand
motions were
becoming faster, her ass was
thrusting up
and down, she was racing toward
orgasm and
I had every intention of coming
along for
the ride.
Only her forehead was on the
pillow as she
was looking down at her frenzied
fingers.
Her back was writhing like a
snake, her pussy
sucking and releasing the pumping
fingers
while her other hand played a
steadily increasing
beat around her clit. I could
feel my come
churning in my balls and knew
there was no
holding back. Just as her body
stiffened
with ecstasy, I shot an incredible
load,
desperately trying to be quiet
as my whole
body shook with the force of
the cum. My
heart was pounding like a jackhammer.
I was
fighting to catch my breath as
I watched
her roll over to shut off the
light.
Turning off the monitor, I began
to grin.
The handkerchief was going to
have to be
thrown out. It was ruined. I
began thinking
it might be a good idea to keep
a box of
Kleenex in this room for the
next few weeks.
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