Date: Sat, 20 Mar 1999 14:22:47 EST
From: Skntrade@aol.com
Subject: Thru The Window (Lesbian/Masturbation)

I wanted to relay this incident which happened to me when I was 19, (I'm 26
now) which totally changed my life and my attitudes toward sex.  Until this
happened, I had never even thought about being with another girl sexually,
it just never occurred to me. After though, I found it difficult to get the
idea out of my mind.

I remember it was late May or early June and I had cut my classes that day
and stayed home because I had awakened with a pretty bad migraine that
morning.  Well after three or four Excedrin and a long nap, I woke up a
second time a little after 1:00 in the afternoon and felt much better.  I
was laying in my room at the bottom of the bed watching television. My bed
was lengthwise against the wall and there was a window on the wall near the
bottom of the bed. The mini-blinds had been closed to keep the sun out
while my head pounded, but now that the migraine was gone I decided to let
some light in. I turned the valence slightly looking outside and noticed
that our next door neighbor Maria was sunbathing in her backyard.  My room
was on the second floor so I was looking down at her.

Maria was about 35 at the time, about average height and build. She had
short dark hair and I would guess b-cup breasts. She always seemed to me to
be pretty conservative, married with two kids. She was wearing a blue,
one-piece bathing suit, cut kind of high on the sides and there were two
buttons at the top which were opened allowing her cleavage to get some
sun. Maria was reading a paperback book.

I didn't pay too much attention at first, and diverted my attention back to
Days of Our Lives but I did look back down at her from time to time.  At
one point I noticed that while she read, she was lightly stroking her thigh
with her nails. It was just one of those casual, unconscious things that we
all do so it didn't keep my attention for very long so it was back to the
TV.

When I looked out again at the next commercial she was still doing it, and
this time the motions seemed more deliberate; she was grazing her thigh in
an up and down motion from her knee to just where her suit started, while
still reading.  This time I didn't turn my attention back to the TV;
something about this caressing seemed too intentional. Was the book she was
reading that good?  Fortunately, when I had opened the blinds I had turned
them up so that it allowed light in, but so it didn't flood the room. This
allowed me to look down at her yard, without her being able to notice me.

She kept this movement up for a while, but it became very obvious that it
wasn't casual anymore because the scratching became a little more...intense
I guess is the word. She was also now moving to her inner thigh, same
movements from the knee, but now when she finished the motion up she was
lightly grazing her pussy over her suit.  I should note that Maria's yard
is fenced in with a very high privacy fence; actually the only vantage
point into her yard was my window and I guess because nobody is usually
home at my house during the day, she felt there was no way she would be
noticed.

I should also note that for a second or two I thought of turning away and
not looking at her, but there was this very strange feeling inside me, one
of intense nervous excitement. It worried me a bit because though I had
felt it before, it had never been because of another woman, and it had
never been either this nervous or this exciting before either. I could feel
(almost hear) my heart pounding in my chest. It felt very wrong to be
looking, but there was no way I could turn away.

I inched closer to the window, up on my knees now, making sure I wouldn't
be noticed. Maria was now stroking her stomach, still with her nails, still
holding the book. The way she was laying with her head at my end of the
yard, gave me the perfect view to look down the length of her body. Again
the feelings of guilt hit me, but the nervous excitement continued to
rule. When she stroked her breasts through the suit I could see her stomach
rising and falling a little faster; my breathing too quickened. This is the
moment when I actually realized this nervous excitement of mine was turning
into total arousal. Again the guilt and confusion, but I didn't allow those
feelings to linger, I'd deal with them later. I started rubbing my own
breasts through my T-shirt. I wasn't wearing a bra, so it was only seconds
before my nipples hardened. I could see hers as well, pointing through the
bathing suit. She stroked her breasts through the suit and then brought her
hand up to her cleavage and her fingers disappeared down into the top of
the suit as she rubbed her breasts directly, stroking the sides and
underneath them.

I followed her lead and reached under my shirt to caress the bottom of my
breasts, and lightly scratching the areola, making circles around my
nipple. My mouth hung open and my breathing was heavy...so was Maria's. I
could see she too was breathing from her mouth and her stomach heaved up
and down.

Soon her hand came out of the top of the suit and she stroked down her
body, past her pussy and again rubbed her legs and inner thighs. I had
sweatpants on and tried to mimic her motions, but it wasn't the same
through the sweats. She was still holding the book, but it was obvious she
was no longer concentrating on it. Now her hand for the first time made
direct contact with her sex, through the bathing suit. She rubbed her mound
with her palm, fingers curling downward. She had opened up her legs with
one foot now resting on the ground. God, this was the most exciting thing
I'd ever witnessed.

I couldn't stand it anymore, I took off my sweatpants and sat there in just
a T-shirt and panties rubbing my pussy hard through the cotton material. I
was soaked and I don't recall ever being that turned on before. I was
actually feeling light-headed.

Finally she put the book down and her other hand disappeared into the top
of her suit again; this time I could see the outline through the suit that
she had her nipple between two fingers and she was pinching them. The other
hand still rubbing her pussy. Again she guided me and my left hand rubbed
by nipples while my right hand worked its way inside my panties and into my
soaked pussy. Oh God, my breathing increased, I could hear myself breathing
hard...

So was Maria, her mouth was opened and her chest heaved. It was obvious she
was close to cumming and at that moment, she pulled the crotch of her suit
over to the side and for the first time actually made direct contact with
her pussy. That brought me over the edge, I could actually see the dark
hair above her pussy and saw her two fingers disappear into herself. I came
that very instant, feeling the intense spasms deep inside. Oh my God, it
was the BEST!!!

And Maria was cumming too...at the same time!!! Her body tightened and I
could tell she was cumming hard, her fingers still inside her pussy. I was
so turned on, at that moment I would have given anything in the world to be
down there, to be with her to kiss her, to feel...and even taste her
wetness.  I started to lick my own fingers, the first time I had ever
tasted my own pussy. I pretended it was Maria's. God....I wanted it to be
Maria's.

I felt guilty about this for a few weeks after the incident, guilty and
confused. Was I gay? I avoided any eye contact or words with Maria for
about a month afterward. I knew if I talked to her, she would somehow know
she had been caught. I did manage to sort out the feelings over time; I
just came to accept the fact that I was intrigued and incredibly curious
about being with another girl. I started to fantasize about girls and
eventually did so without guilt. A few years later I got the chance to
actually be with one...That's for another time.