After graduating from my desert high school, I entered a small state college on the coast. This was all well and good, but it meant that I had to leave my Mrs. Jessup and Sarah behind. Sarah was now eighteen and in her Senior class. Carol was in her forties and by no means old. And she was still the prettiest French woman in our town. All of my friends had always said so, and I knew it was true. She was still five feet four inches tall and a stunning brunette woman. And as was true for most French women she had gained little or no weight over the years. Mr. Jessup had been the luckiest man alive if he had only known it. But his drinking while he was away on railroad runs had contributed to his early heart attack in his forties. He had passed with little loss to Carol. She still had us. Sarah and me, Peter. Sarah and I had never liked how he treated Carol but she had never complained. She just showed her true capacity for love with Sarah and me. And with the friends we brought over for special privileges. She had always allowed me to fulfill my fantasies by never reprimanding me for peeping in on her showers. In fact she enjoyed the attention she didn’t get from her husband. Then when I lost my virginity to her one night when I was seventeen we finally realized what kind of family we were creating. Especially when my girlfriend Sarah joined us. After all the sex that had gone on in that two bedroom bungalow in the desert we couldn’t have been happier about how things had turned out. On the night before I went away to college Carol and Sarah planned a special going away present. Sarah was going to be starting mersin escort her Senior year and was the lead cheerleader. In the morning I would get on board the train down at the depot and go away until Christmas. That was much to long for them both to not store up some memories to reflect upon in the coming months. Carol knew I still had my voyeurism weakness and so did Sarah. What they did that afternoon in August, when it was over 100 degrees outside, was to decide to take a cool shower. They smiled at me and both walked into the bathroom from the front room. They had no doubt what I would do. Of course I went around through the kitchen to the porch and climbed up on the chair I always left there. I slyly looked through the window high in the bathroom wall. They were just starting to undress each other. They were taking off their teeshirts and bermuda shorts as well as their white and pink cotton panties. They both displayed their v-shaped unshaven pussies. But then something new happened. Carol sat down on the white toilet as if to relieve herself before getting the shower. No one does that. We all piss in the shower when the water starts flowing on our naked bodies. But she sat down. And then Sarah spread her legs and sat in Carol’s lap. With a quick look up to the window she began pissing on Carol’s pussy and Carol began smiling and moaning at the same time. That must have lasted a minute or two and then they swapped places and this time Carol smiled up to the window and began pissing on Sarah’s pussy. This was something new, and I enjoyed it and wanted to try it sometime. mersin escort bayan When they finished they stepped into the shower which was my unspoken cue to go into the hallway. I put down a pillow and started jerking off as I peeped through the trustworthy key hole looking right in the shower stall. Even though they knew I was there my mind pretended to be doing something illicit. That made the jacking off feel that much better. As I always had in the past I came hard and enjoyed every second. Then I just watched for old times sake because I knew they were doing this for my benefit even if they enjoyed the hell out of it too. My train was to leave at 10:00 a.m. in the morning. I had planned to rise at about eight and get ready. I was already packed with three suitcases. That was enough to start life in at small state college. In the morning I left my house after breakfast and went next door to Carol’s house. She sat me down on her sofa in the front room and began giving me a blow job. She always knew how to do it perfectly. First she dragged my pants off and my underwear. The she licked off the pre-cum that I had oozing out of my hard cock. She did a thorough and exciting job on my dick. She sucked me dry when I shot my spunk. Then she smiled and whispered for me to lie down and rest awhile. I must have fell asleep because I started and then looked up at the clock on the wall. I dozed off again. Next I awoke with Sarah jacking me off and making me hard. She too put her finger to her lips and climbed up and over my torso. She lowered her hairy pussy onto my now hard cock. escort mersin I let her do what she wanted because I could see she was crying while she was humping her boyfriend. I came again, and she came. We kissed and she said that it was time. I arose and prepared for my new life. By ten, I was boarding the passenger train with my parents there. They had never known that Sarah and I were dating, so Sarah and Carol had said goodbye at Carol’s house and both had cried. I wasn’t to see them again until Christmas break in the middle of December when I would come home for two weeks. Of course we wrote but even then we knew you had to be pretty discrete in letters that passed through the postal service. And in those days people really made few if any long distance calls. So everything was going to be new when I came for the holidays. I did well enough at college, and from the experience gained in our desert home, I may have broken a few hearts. I know I fucked enough to ruin an A average. When I arrived home in mid-December Sarah and Mom were waiting for me but there was something new. Some dude was hanging behind Sarah with a possessive look in his eye. And Carol was standing beside a guy that couldn’t be more than four years older than me. “How are you girls.” You have to understand that I had been the sexual master in our home and it never even occurred to me that anyone could take my place. Both guys offered their hands and I automatically took them even if I had my doubts about what was going on. Sarah’s friend was Gary. Carol’s was Sid. Both then said that they just wanted to greet me and would be on their way. That left me a very quiet walk home with my suitcases in hand. It less than a mile away. Even for winter in the high desert it wasn’t very cold. Carol and Sarah walked along with me and they were very quiet. When we arrived home it was time for explanations.