Busted! A neighbor’s [F]riend caught [M]e jerking off at a pool party (Epilogue)

(A lot of readers have asked ‘what happened next?’)

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So she was offering to hold my cock while I peed. This was totally not my style, I’m pretty open-minded about sex, but bathroom functions are private. On the other hand, I had to go really bad, I was about to burst, and reeling from the post-orgasm delirium, I relented to her pestering.

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I was still long and meaty, but my stiffness had completely subsided, so it was just a moment before I was ready to start a stream. “Ready?” I asked, and she pointed me toward the center of the bowl.

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The intensity initially surprised her, but she quickly adjusted, saying, “Wow, you really DID need to go!” Then she giggled, and started aiming the stream, around the bowl, at the center. “How do you not do this every time you pee?” She squealed in delight. “This is so much fun!”

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I just stood there, hands at my side, speechless. I mean, what do you say?

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Then I chuckled, and responded, “Well, I’ve had the same thought, looking at your boobs. How do you not play with yourself all day long? I’d never be able to keep my hands off of myself.”

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I’d never had someone handle my dick while peeing before, it was sort of surreal. But oddly enough, I wasn’t shy, I mean, she’d just seen me masturbate, and orgasm. Once you’ve seen an O-face, there isn’t much left that’s private.

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Finally I was done, and she asked, “Shake?” “Of course,” I answered, and then suddenly realized this could get interesting. She laughed, “This is the fun part!” She shook it a couple of times, paused, and shook it a couple more times. “More?” she asked. “Maybe, just to be sure.” She shook it again, and then tugged on it, once, twice, a third time. “Empty yet?”

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“I think so.”

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“Better make sure.” She tugged again, a couple times, then shook it. “You’re just playing with it now, aren’t you?” I asked.

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She laughed out loud, and then looked startled, worried that someone might hear her. “Yes, of course I’m playing with it. You heard me, I love cocks, and you’ve got a nice one.”

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“Well thank you.” I didn’t know what else to say.

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“I’d like to play with it some more, but we’ve been in here too long already, and I have to get dressed.” She leaned down to pull my underwear and shorts up, on her way down, she blew my cock a kiss. She tugged my boxers up, and tucking me inside, then my shorts. It was strangely erotic to have her dress me, buttoning my shorts and then pulling the zipper up. I liked it more than I would have expected.

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“OK, you have to get out of here.” I started to open the door, and she said, “But wait, don’t you want to see me in these?” holding her thong out for me to see.

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“Ummm, damn straight I do!”

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I watched as she quickly stripped her bikini top off, then her bottoms, and stepped into her thong. She twirled around for me once, showing off both sides. Then she shooed me out of the bathroom, saying, “Get me a beer on your way back.”

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I headed out the bathroom, pausing at the door to the hallway, fortunately nobody was there. I stepped out into the hall and walked down to the kitchen. One of the women from the table was there along with the hostess. “You were gone a long time.”

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Rolling my eyes in disgust, I said, “Bloody nose. Damn thing would not stop bleeding. Don’t worry, I didn’t bleed all over your house!”

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That explanation satisfied them. I found the beer cooler, snared several bottles, and headed back to the table.

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A few minutes later Kendra showed up and sat down next to me, politely saying thanks, and then ignored me to continue chatting with her friends.

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That appeared to be that, until near the end of the night. There was a commotion at the other end of the table, a couple of the younger kids got into a scuffle, and Kendra stood up along with everyone else. She pushed her chair back, walked around behind me, and I felt her hand take mine, out of sight of everyone else. Then I felt something soft in my hand, and heard her whisper “Keep this out of sight” and then joined the commotion at the other end of the table.

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It felt like a napkin, I wanted to know what note she wrote me. Maybe her number? I quickly stuffed her ‘present’ in my pocket, dying to know what she passed me.

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Not until I left and was alone in my car did I have a chance to find out what she gave me. It was a napkin, but inside were her turquoise panties. On the napkin was a note, “Since I know you like them so much, here’s a chance to enjoy them again. I’ll expect pictures in return.” along with her number.

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Needless to say, I didn’t delay. Shortly after I got home she received another picture, making full use of the side strings and the t-back strap as well as the triangle front. I was hoping for some positive feedback of the show, but sadly, I never heard from her again.

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(The end, again)

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