Busted! A neighbor’s [F]riend caught [M]e jerking off at a pool party (Part 2)

I was stroking pretty fast, I needed to get this over with, there were enough people at the party that I was worried about hearing a knock on the door before I was done.

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Fortunately, having had this experience before, I knew I’d be able to make short work of this annoying erection. I was both extremely hard, due to the need to pee, and extremely sensitive, so it wouldn’t take long to bring myself over the edge. Already I could start to feel a bit of tingling in the knob, a for-sure precursor to orgasm.

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More to the point, that feeling was the whole purpose, it felt so good, the tickling around the knob, starting to focus at the tip. I could already imagine myself cumming, feeling myself explode over and over.

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But I wasn’t quite there, and that brought up the issue of where do I deposit my load. I wasn’t about to just spurt all over the floor, of course. Nor was I going to be able to aim at the toilet, I know I’d end up with cum all over the porcelain.

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Fortunately there were piles of towels, both clean and used, all over the bathroom. I spotted one within arms reach, obviously used but not so grimy as to be disgusting to wipe my sticky dick with it. Once done, I’d throw it in the hamper at the other end of the bathroom. Perfect.

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I slowed down my stroking, trying to get closer, so that I could finish off quickly if that unwelcome knock came at the door, but still trying to enjoy the tinging up and down my cock. Long, slow strokes with my hand.

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And as my body filled with anticipation, my other hand, of its own accord, raised her panties to my face, so as to be able to take her scent in. Yes, there it was, just a hint of female muskiness, sweeter than I had imagined. What would it be like to be on my back, her kneeling over me, pushing her panty covered pussy into my nose?

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The thought made me even harder, and I began stroking faster and faster again, now I wanted to come.

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And as I started to get close, my mind went sideways. I wondered, what if I used her panties as my cum rag instead of a towel? They were skimpy enough that it would be a challenge, but I thought that I could wrap the front around my knob and capture every shot. I’d have to be careful, though, not much margin for error.

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But would I dare? I mean, she’d be able to tell, for sure, her thong was tiny enough that I’d soak it through and through. And it wouldn’t dry for hours, not even close.

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What would happen?

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She’d come back inside, strip out of her bikini, dry off, and the first thing she’d do is reach for her thong. She’d realize immediately that it was wet, and she’d wonder why. And then upon examining it, she’d discover they weren’t just wet, that was semen. And she’d wonder who did it.

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There were at least 20 guys in attendance, maybe 12 or 13 adults plus another half dozen teens who would looked old enough that they might try to perv on her panties. I laughed to myself, imagining her consternation. Maybe she’d be totally disgusted, and after trying to clean them off as best she could, rinsing them off and then drying them, come back out and start staring down the guys, one by one.

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Or maybe she’d be turned on, wondering if it was one of the neighbors she found attractive, and how kinky and hot it would be that one of them found her equally sexy, sexy enough to fantasize about her while fondling her panties.

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Maybe she’d just tuck them away with her wet swim suit, and go back outside in her skirt and blouse, but commando underneath. And then flirt with any of the guys who she found attractive, to see if they’d respond, knowing, now that she’d changed back in her clothes, that she had obviously found her cum-soaked panties.

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Would she know it was me? There’d be no way she could prove it. I could totally get away with it.

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Wow, this was really naughty.

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I couldn’t help myself. I had to at least touch. I stopped stroking, and then with both hands, my dick sticking straight out at a 45 degree angle, laid the front triangle of her panties over my knob, and then, holding the side strings with my hands, gently pulled them back and forth over the knob, the friction sending thrills from the tip all the way down the shaft.

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I looked down and realized I’d gone past the point of no return; as soon as the soft material made contact with me, I’d squirted a couple of huge drops of pre-cum, and had already left a streak of semen visible in the turquoise.

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Well, in for a dime, in for a dollar. I was going to go for it, I was going to jerk off with her panties and ejaculate in them. This was going to feel SO food!

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Leaving the triangle covering my knob, I started to wrap the side strings around my shaft.

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(to be continued….)

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/c5x4rq/busted_a_neighbors_friend_caught_me_jerking_off