Friends’ Revenge Ch. 02

Thank you to everyone who responded to the first “Friends Revenge”, and to the other member of The Mutual Admiration Society for spurring me on to get this installment out. This work is completely fictional, and is fantasy only. Peeping is illegal, and I do not condone it.

Just before 10:00 pm I got my chair readied, eagerly anticipating another evening of watching Brittany and Kristin. Although her room was dark, I could tell that Kristin had pulled her blinds up. This was going to be too sweet, and they wanted me to watch out for the peeper. I chuckled to myself, ‘They might as well just invite me up to their room to watch.’

Right on cue the lights in Kristen’s room came on, I could see both heads peering through the window, then I heard the window opening. ‘This might be even better, I might be able to hear them too,’ I thought.

“Can you see him,” asked Brittany.

“I think so,” replied Kristin, “Same place as last night, just in the shadows.”

“Ready?” asked Brittany.

Kristin nodded, “Yes”

Brittany stood by the window wearing a very tight, white, cropped t-shirt, the bottom of which just barely extended to the bottom of her breasts, “Can you see my nipples.”

I couldn’t hear Kristin’s reply, ‘She must be on the bed,’ I thought.

“That’s why I bought it, so my nipples are exposed, but it lifts and squeezes my boobs together,” Brittany continued. She pinched her nipples a little, trying to make them poke straight out, then whispered, “What’s he doing.”

‘Yes Brittany,’ I silently cheered her on, ‘Play with those nipples, make them hard for me, just like I’m going make my dick hard for you.’

Kristin was peeking through the window in the adjoining bathroom with a pair of low light binoculars they had snitched from Kristin’s brother’s room. “Nothing yet, just watching with his binoculars.”

From my angle, looking up, I could see under Brittany’s short t-shirt, and could clearly see the fire engine red bra she had on. I don’t know why, but colored bras turn me on so much. I could also clearly see her nipples protruding through the thin cotton material. ‘A guy would have to be careful with those babies,’ I thought giddily, ‘A guy could poke his eye out.’

I could feel the blood pumping into penis, and the magic of hydraulics was taking effect. I was growing, my shorts were unzipped, and I looked down, and watched my sex organ grow. I have always enjoyed watching my cock becoming erect, stretching out in length, and girth on its own accord, stiffening, hardening. My hand drifted down, and wrapped around the shaft.

Kristin whispered to Brittany, “Oh, something is happening, looks like his flag is rising. Up, up, and away. Yes! We have wood! His hand is moving, he is priming the pump.”

Kristen quickly pulled her t-shirt off, revealing an emerald green bra that lifted her tits hi, and together, revealing a lot of cleavage. She walked to window, and almost a little too loudly, “I wish my tits were are large as yours,” then holding her breasts in her hands, “I need something like this one that pushes them up and holds them together to give me some cleavage.”

‘Oh yeah, push them puppies together, ‘ I thought.

‘Oh Kristen,’ I called out in my mind, ‘I’ll hold your tits up any time, and push them together too.’

Brittany replied while trying to peek at the neighbor, “I think your boobs are great, I wish my nipples were like yours, sometimes I try to put makeup on my nipples to make them a little darker so they will show through.”

Kristin reached out and tweaked Brittany’s long nipples, “I wish mine would poke out like that.”

I was watching Kristin, my hand stroking up and down, ‘Brittany’s right baby, there is nothing at all wrong with your tits.’

Kristin had to bite her tongue to keep herself from laughing; she motioned for Brittany to go into the bathroom. She whispered, “Tell me what he is doing.”

Brittany giggled, “Oh he is stroking now.”

Kristin smiled wickedly, “Good!” She leaned out the window, and called, “Tom, are you there.”

I almost dropped my binoculars. ‘Shit’, I thought, I forgot I was supposed to be standing guard. I quickly stuffed my engorged cock back into my shorts, and zipped them up, and moved out into the open.

“Here,” I hoarsely called. I managed a weak smile, and waved. God my cock hurt, I really needed to adjust it.

Kristin was leaning out the window, her breasts straining against her bra like beasts of burden against the harness. “You see anything Tom.”

‘Oh yeah baby, I’ve seen a lot, but I’d like to see more’, that nasty little voice in my head came. I shook my head, “No, not so far.”

Kristin picked up a big flashlight and shone it on me, “Okay, keep looking. Hey Tom what is that bulge in your pants?”

I gulped, “Uh, it’s my gun.”

Brittany snickered, “Yeah, that’s his gun, his sex shooter.”

Kristin contained a giggle, and tried to sound concerned, “Is it loaded Tom?”

‘Yeah baby, it’s got a big load for you,’ I thought, my voice said, “Yes it is.”

“Gee Tom, I hope it doesn’t go off in your pants, it could make a mess,” Brittany had poked her head out the window.”

Kristin whispered under her breath, “Yeah, a warm white sticky mess,” and then to Tom, “Oh yes Tom don’t let your gun go off in your pants.”

‘I’d sooner have my gun go off over your lovely boobs’, I looked at the both of them, so sweet, they were concerned about me, “I’ll be careful. Well I don’t see anyone, I’ll just go in the house for a few minutes and check back with you.”

Brittany called out, “Thank you Tom, and be careful when you handle your gun.”

I waved, and thought, ‘I will, and as soon as I’m out of sight I’m going to handle it again.

The girls collapsed on the floor under the window laughing, and trying to keep quiet. Brittany her face red, and tears rolling down her face, “We should have asked him how many shots his sex shooter holds, and how long he takes to reload it.”

Kristin was biting her finger to keep from howling, “Oh, we should have. Okay you go watch, let me know when he is watching.” Kristin didn’t want to admit it, but it was making her hot knowing that Tom was watching her, and playing with himself.

I opened closed my patio door, thinking that it would fool the girls into thinking I had gone back into the house. I made my way back to my chair, undid my shorts. My cock bobbed free, it felt so good to feel it unrestrained again. I picked up my binoculars and focused on the window. Kristin was standing there, it looked like she was talking to Brittany. My hand went down and grasped my throbbing dick.

Brittany whispered, “Okay, he is stroking again.”

Kristin whispered back, “Start the camera, and come in here.”

The girls had set the video camera up in the bathroom when they first came upstairs, and plugged it into Kristin’s VCR.

The picture was grainy, the quality wasn’t really that good, but it was pretty obvious as to what Tom was doing, binoculars in one hand, and his erection in the other.

Brittany whispered, “Do you think we will be able to see him cum.”

“I hope so,” whispered Kristin back.

Brittany pulled her cropped t-shirt over her head, revealing her fire engine red bra, like something out of the Fredericks of Hollywood catalog that I kept ordering, and it didn’t even cover her nipples, not even close to it. ‘Oh baby, you know how to drive me wild, god I’d love to have you kneeling in front of me wearing that, and rub my wet slippery cockhead over those nipples.’ My hand was flying up and down my shaft frantically, my knight’s helmet was wet, and slick with my pre-cum.

Kristin whispered, “Oh look how fast he is jacking it now.”

Brittany pinched her nipple unconsciously, she too was turned on knowing that he was jerking off while watching her. “Is it time?”

Kristin nodded, “Yup.”

Kristin leaned out the window, “Tom!”

I thought, ‘Not now baby, daddy’s got a good thing going here.’

She persisted, a little louder, “Tom!”

‘C’mon baby just a little longer…’

Kristin through a small rock, and it bounced and hit the patio door, “TOM!”

‘Fuck!’ I crammed Mr. Not So Happy back into my shorts, “I’m coming.” Then the little voice, ‘No I’m not, but I wish I was.’

I looked up, Kristin was leaning out window, Brittany just behind her, “What is it?”

Kristin whispered, “Undo my bra”

“Oh Tom, we just know someone is watching us, it’s really scaring us,” said Kristin in her best scared little girl voice.

‘I wonder who that could be,’ I grinned on the inside. “Okay, I’ll look around.”

Brittany had undone Kristin’s bra, slipped the straps over my shoulders, all that was holding it on was the pressure from Kristin’s arms.

Brittany shone the flashlight down at Tom, “Is your gun leaking?”

I looked down and groaned, I had a huge wet spot in the front of my shorts, I looked up and smiled, “No, it’s not my gun, I, uh, spilt, uh, some, uh, uh, milk on my pants when the rock hit the door, I was having a glass of milk before going to bed.”

‘Damn you’re smooth,’ I thought smugly to myself.

Brittany and Kristin were doing all they could to keep from howling in laughter. “Watch,” giggled Kristin. She opened her arms slightly and let her bra drop.

“Damn,” she called out.

I looked up in time to see her bra falling to the ground; she had her hands just about covering her breasts.

“Tom,” she called sweetly, “My bra fell off. Could you get it for me?”

“No problem,” I called back, “What should I do with it.”

“Just take it home with you, and I will get it from you tomorrow,” Kristen smiled sweetly.

I did my best yawn, and stretch, “Well it all looks clear, I guess I will turn in now.” I loved the feeling of her bra, so lacy on the outside, and so silky on the inside, it was still warm from her tits.

“Thanks Tom,” the girls called out, “Thanks for being so hard for us.”

“What?” I couldn’t believe what I heard.

Brittany called back, “We said thanks for looking so hard for us.”

“Oh, okay, goodnight girls.”

I opened and closed the patio door again, and slipped back to my chair. I lifted the bra to my face. Mmmm. I could smell Kristin on the bra. I released the beast again, and began to rub it to console it.

The girls watched the grainy video, and grinned when he opened his pants, Kristin grinned, “This will drive him nuts.”

The girls stood in front of the window but turned so that Tom could see them, and they could see the television. Kristin pinched her nipple and tugged at it until it was fully erect. She squeezed the bottom of her breast so that her nipple was poking straight out. She moved close to Brittany and began to rub her nipple up against Brittany’s erect nipple.

Brittany giggled, “Look our nips are fucking.”

The two nipples dueled, back and forth, Kristen moaned, “This is making me wet, touch me Brittany.”

I was in heaven, this was even hotter than last night, I couldn’t believe they were rubbing their nipples together. I had only dreamed of stuff like this. My shaft was like steel, I could feel drops of my pre-cum flying off as I stroked myself harder and harder.

Brittany had slid her hand into Kristin’s panties, and began to finger her clit. Kristin flicked her tongue at Brittany’s lips. Kristin huskily asked, “Do you want me to finger your cunt too.”

Brittany moaned, “Oh yes, fuck me with your finger.”

I heard that, I dropped my binoculars, they were playing with each other. How I wanted to see them, fingering each other’s tight hot snatches. Faster and faster I stroked. At the last minute I wrapped Kristin’s bra around the head of my cock. It was I was going to cum on her tits.

Kristin’s eyes grew wide as she watched the television, “Oh god, he is going to cum in my bra, ewwww.”

Brittany’s eyes were heavy with lust, “I thought you liked it when guys shot their cum on your tits.”

Kristin thought for a moment, “Yeah, I do.”

Brittany was humping against Kristin’s hand by now, turned on both by Kristin’s finger, and the picture of Tom pumping his cock, “Well what’s the difference, him cumming on your tits, or cumming in your bra, just pretend that it is your tits he is cumming on.”

Kristin moaned, “That is so hot, I never thought of it that way.”

My head lolled back, my hand furiously jacking my engorged cock, the silky feeling of her bra on my cock, I couldn’t take anymore, my hips were pumping my hand. I cried out, “Oh fuck!”

My balls spasmed, my cock pulsed hard, and a big white gob of hot jizz shot into Kristin’s bra, again and again, my cock shot its load. I looked up at the window, the girls had disappeared, from sight, and the lights had gone out.

Both Kristin and Brittany were shocked to hear Tom cry out, they watched as he shot his man stuff into Kristin’s bra. Brittany climaxed, and Kristin quickly followed. They lay on the bed in the dark, and giggled. Brittany whispered to Kristin, “Rewind the tape, I want to watch him cum again.”

Kristin slapped her forehead, “Fuck! We forgot to turn the VCR on.”

Brittany groaned, “All that for nothing?”

Kristin giggled, “Well, it just means we have a chance to have some more fun with him tomorrow.”

Brittany smiled, “I’ve just what we need to have some real fun with him tomorrow.”

I was spent, I don’t think that I have ever cum that hard in my life. I lay there panting. I wiped my cock off with the other bra cup. I lifted it to my nose, and could smell Kristin’s perfume, and my cum mingling together. I dragged myself to my bed, where I quickly dozed off, dreaming of sexy lingerie, and breasts.

I walked outside and stretched, the sun was already burning hotly down, it promised to be another scorcher.

“Good morning Tom,” Brittany yelled from Kristin’s window, her breasts jiggling delightfully under t-shirt, “I can’t believe you are up already.”

‘Oh baby, I’m not up yet, but you keep shaking those titties like that and I will be’, I thought. “Good morning, no sense wasting the day.”

“Great, Kristin and I want to come over and abuse your tool,” Brittany laughed.

I was stunned, ‘Abuse my tool, oh baby anytime.’ “What was that,” I called back, annoyed suddenly at the noise of the pool pump.

“We want to come over and use you pool,” Brittany answered again.

“Oh,” I was a little disappointed, “Come over anytime, the gate is open.”

“Wait, oh, Kristin wants to know if you want to look at our cunts?”

‘Oh baby yes!’ Not sure at what I heard, “What was that,” I pointed towards the pool pump, “The pump is noisy.”

“Kristin wants to know if you want us to cook you lunch?”

Let down again, I yelled back, “Sure.”

Brittany pulled her head back in the window; Kristin was on the bed holding her sides, laughing very hard. Kristin looked up at Brittany, “You are so bad!!”

I walked back in the house, imagining my self looking at those delectable young pussies while one of the girls teased, stroked, and sucked on my big ten inch. ‘Well okay, so it wasn’t a big ten inch, definitely a suckable seven,’ I giggled to myself. I wondered if I had time to jack off, and shoot off a quick load, but the opening of the gate told me that I didn’t.

“Hi Tom,” Kristin greeted me warmly, “Thanks for letting us come over again today. I hope were aren’t pains in the ass for you.”

‘Hopefully pieces of ass for me,’ I thought. “Not a problem, you’re welcome over here any time.

The girls laid their towels out over the loungers, and set a large cooler down between them. They smiled sweetly at me, and then pulled their sundresses off. I felt that familiar tingle in the pit of my stomach, they had worn the same, very skimpy, very revealing suits from yesterday that left very little to the imagination.

Kristin walked over to the patio table, “Oh good, my bra, I have no idea how it fell off last night,” her blue eyes looking very innocent.

‘Oh fuck’, I thought, ‘The bra’, I had forgotten about it last night after I had shot my wad into it.

She picked it up, “Eww!! There’s something in it.”

Brittany came running over, her tits bouncing up and down, I was impressed at the strength of that tiny string holding her top together, I surprised that it hadn’t given way under the strain.

“What is it?” I tried to act surprised.

Brittany looked at the green bra, “Eww, it looks like someone, uhhm, how do I say this,” she looked me straight in the eye, “Uhmm, ejaculated into it.”

I felt flushed, I felt faint, and I felt a stirring in my shorts, “Are you sure? How can you tell?”

Brittany looked at Kristin, “Well, uh, it looks like what a friend told us it looks like.”

Kristin nodded her head, “Yeah.”

I sat down; my shorts were beginning to tent out.

“What kind of sicko would do something like this,” demanded Kristin, “Play with themselves, and then…then, uhmm, finish themselves into my new bra.”

‘Me’, I raised my hand in my head, ‘Guilty as charged, but it felt so good.’ I sighed, “I don’t know Kristin, there are some strange people out there.”

“It must have been the peeper,” Brittany offered, “He must have come out after you went to bed Tom, and done this while watching us.”

Brittany and Kristin walked over to the loungers, and laid on their stomachs, I moved to my lounger to improve my view. My erection was growing as I ogled the two sets of tits, just hanging there, mere feet away.

Kristin shook her head, which in turn caused her boobs to wiggle, “You don’t that do you Tom.”

“What’s that?” I asked.

“Masturbate,” Kristin replied, her voice sounding slightly embarrassed.

‘Constantly, especially when thinking of you,’ whispered that little voice, “Well, uh, actually, no, no I don’t, well, very, very occasionally,” I answered.

‘I heard that guys can go blind from playing with their, uh thing too much, is that true?” asked Brittany.

‘I should be as blind as a rock by now,’ I thought. “I think that is a myth Brittany.”

The girls rolled over on their backs, their heads were facing away from me. Kristin’s tits almost pointed straight up, while Brittany’s lolled a little to each side. I slowly slid my hand into my shorts, and gently began rubbing the underside of my shaft. I wondered, ‘Could I do it, get away with it, get myself off, with them laying there, oh so close.’

The mere thought of it, turned me on even more, my toy of joy was throbbing I was so hard. I could see a wet spot forming on my shorts. My hand froze, Brittany suddenly rolled over, she looked like she was dozing. That was close. I started to gently rub my cock again, rubbing some of the slippery pre-cum down the shaft.

Brittany whispered trying not to move her lips, “I don’t believe it, his hand is in shorts, and it looks like he is rubbing his dick.”

“Oh god, I wish I could see,” Kristin whispered back, “Tell me what he does now.”

Kristin reached up and slid her hands under her swimsuit top and gently rubbed her nipples. She moaned slightly, her fingers on her hard nipples warmed her pussy, she could feel herself getting wet.

I watched as Kristin’s hands went under her top, it looked like she was adjusting her boobs, I wondered if her nipples got hard while she had her hands under her top. My hand moved quicker up and down the bottom of my cock.

Brittany whispered, “His hand is moving faster, he definitely enjoyed that.”

Suddenly Kristin turned over, one of the cups on her swimsuit popped off, exposing her firm globe of titty flesh, her dark brown nipple fully erect.

My hand froze, it looked like her eyes were zeroed in on my hand in my shorts. My balls ached, they need release.

“Tom,” Kristin called.

“Mmmm,” I pretended to be dozing.

“Can you get us something to drink, I’m really hot,” she almost purred.

‘Not as hot as me’, my eyes were staring at her naked tit, just hanging there like ripe, juicy fruit. “Okay,” I answered, “I’m pretty hot too.”

Brittany whispered, “Oh I know he’s hot, look at the hard-on he has.”

I told her that I needed to wash her legs, so she laid on the floor and bent her knees. As I rubbed a wet wipe up and down her firm muscular legs, her young wet pussy lips were staring me in the face. I couldn’t help myself. I had to touch her. I dried my finger on my skirt, which was lying on the floor next to me and then I ran my finger up and down her moist slit.

I said, “Lizzie, you’re wet!”

She said, “I’ve been wet since I saw your naked body earlier tonight…And that boy just got me more excited.”

I asked, “Has a girl every touched you like this?”

She replied, “Mindy, no one’s ever touched me like this. I’ve never let a boy get past second base, but now there’s something building inside of me and I don’t want it to stop.”

I looked her in the eyes and said, “I know how to satisfy that urge. Just leave it to me.”

I bent over and began to lick the moist area between her legs. Moving my hands up to her breast, I caressed her tender young nipples at the same time. Lizzie started moaning and telling me how good it felt, so I slipped a finger inside of her and began moving it around. She was very tight, but she was also very wet.

Lizzie said, “You’re not making that feeling go away. It’s building stronger and stronger!”

I said, “Just relax and enjoy it.”

She said, “Oh man, you don’t know what you’re doing to me. This feels great. I’m tensing up all over.”

I said, “Don’t fight the feeling.”

Lizzie started thrashing around, saying, “I can’t hold on anymore. I’m shaking all over. Oh wow, now it’s happening. Yes, yes, oh yes. I think I’m cumming.”

Finally, she couldn’t take it anymore and pushed me away as she struggled to take a deep breath. I moved up, put my knees on each side of her and straddled her face.

I lowered my wet pussy onto her mouth and said, “Now its your turn!”

Lizzie tried licking me and touching me, but she just couldn’t get me off. Finally, I got up, sat on the chair and began to touch myself. Lizzie was still naked as she laid below me and watched as I inserted a finger into my wet pussy. I gently touched my breasts with the other hand as I stroked my pussy faster and faster. As Lizzie laid there, I could look right between her legs at her young blonde bush and I was really getting excited. Soon I was about to cum and I started moaning. Lizzie put her head on my thigh and had a close-up view of my pussy as I worked my finger in and out. She began to kiss my leg and reached up to touch my nipples at the same time. The feeling became too much for me and I exploded with a powerful orgasm.

We just laid there for a while, pressing our naked bodies up against one another. Finally, we got up, put our clothes on and left through the back door. Our cars were the only ones left in the parking lot as we waved goodbye to each other.

Lizzie smiled at me and said, “I’m looking forward to working with you tomorrow.”

I smiled back and said, “I’m looking forward to being the last ones to leave tomorrow!”

She said, “I’m all for that!”

When I got home, my dad asked, “How was the new job?”

I said, “Great! The pay is good, the work isn’t very hard and the fringe benefits are excellent.”

He had no idea what I was talking about!