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Voyeurs Ch. 01

By: Buckiowa



I love to show off for my husband, Roger. And if someone else happens to see me, that makes it all the more exciting for me and for Roger. The thrill that I get from seeing the reactions of my husband makes me very horny, but thrill I get from a stranger seeing me is incomparable. An evening of showing off will usually result in the heightening of my sexual excitement to the point that I can't take it anymore and when that happens, I need release and need it fast.

Most of the time, the result of the evening is predictable, I end up sucking and fucking my husband in a somewhat public place or back at the hotel room or both and making him a very happy man. There have been a few times that the outcome of the evening is very unpredictable. On those nights, my sexuality is heightened almost to no end. On one night, it was not only unpredictable, but very strange, and very, very sexy.

We're from a small town and have to maintain very clean, prim and proper lifestyles there. No one in town would ever guess that I might be showing off my titties to someone other than my husband, let alone having them get a glimpse of my shaved pussy. For that matter, the fact that my pussy is shaved might be considered scandalous. So, we have to leave town to have any fun whatsoever. A few years ago, we were spending a weekend in Omaha as one of our sexy getaways. It's far enough from where we live to offer a place to play where no one knows us, but close enough that we can go for just a weekend. 

We were staying at the Marriott hotel out in an upscale area called Regency. We love the hotel because, in part, it is directly across the street from an upscale mall called Regency Court. There are great shops and restaurants there and it's very convenient to walk just across the street to have dinner and shop. The hotel is literally across the street from an entrance to the mall so don't have to traverse a ton of parking lot to get there.

We had already spent the day enjoying the art center, had lunch at a sexy sidewalk café in Old Town and throughout the day I had been showing Roger my titties in various locations and circumstances. I was quite proud of myself that I had kept him hard pretty much all day long. I knew there would be a huge load of cum ready for me by the end of the day. And that's what I wanted. After all, he does call me his "Little Cum-Bunny." 

We arrived back at the hotel late in the afternoon and caught a little bit of a nap before getting ready for dinner. It is so sexy lying naked next to Roger and feeling his warm body against mine and when it came time for us to start getting ready I awoke before he did and very carefully moved down to a position where I could tease his flaccid cock. Even though he was completely soft, I could tell that the day's teasing had good effect on him. His balls were so big and swollen, so I know that my work today would pay off in buckets of cum. 

Needing to wake him, I gently kissed the tip and then down the shaft of his softness until I got down to those big, full balls and I started to nuzzle, nibble and suck on them. The shaft of his flaccid cock started to fill with blood and as I sucked and nibbled on his balls his cock became fuller and harder. 

By now he was awake and happily realizing that I was giving him my full attention. And, within minutes, he was at full attention as well, his balls tightening up and swelling further and the shaft of his hard 8" cock standing hard and proud. With my lips wrapped around one of his balls I looked up to see a content smile across his lips as he watched me play. 

"Hi there....." I said with his tight balls brushing against my lips. "You're awake."

He smiled with a rested contentment, "Yes I am and that feels wonderful."

As I nuzzled my face and mouth further into his scrotum I got out a muffled, "Yes it does."

He moaned as I sucked another ball in and used my tongue to roll it around in my mouth. I had his interest now completely and started work my way up to the base of his hard cock, wrapping my tongue around it as I tasted him and massaged him. 

Hovering over him now, I worked my mouth up the length of his red shaft, kissing, sucking, licking and nuzzling. The crown was hard and firm like the head of a perfectly shaped fresh mushroom and I started to nibble at the edge of the crown and wrap my tongue around it, swirling around and around. 

I stopped and admired his prick standing hard and tall and noticed a stream of precum oozing from the slit with a big drop forming due to gravity at the lowest point on the crown. Quickly I flicked my tongue down and slurped up the sweet juice and brought the crown into my warm wet mouth and sucked more juice from the slit. He moaned his approval again.

At this point there was no way that I could stop without taking him deep into my throat and I opened wider and let my lips slide slowly down, encircling his head and shaft and pushed it deep until I could feel it filling the back of my throat. His moaning continued.

Slowly I worked his cock deep into my throat and then fluttered my tongue against the shaft. I worked it out until just the very tip rested between my lips and more of his sweet juice oozed onto my tongue and then back down again. In....... out...... slowly so that both he and I could feel every inch disappear into my mouth. 

I worked into a slow and deliberate rhythm. In..... Out.... In .... Out... my cheeks sinking in as I sucked hard.......until I could feel the tip start to grow. I knew he was close and I wanted to take him just as close as I could. In..... out....... In..... out....... His breath was quickening and just as he was on the edge I slowly pulled it out completely.......... 

He moaned in disapproval and took in a big breath. Yes, he was on the very edge, the edge of blowing a huge load into my waiting mouth. But he was going to have to wait, because I didn't want him to cum too soon and I knew that with my teasing today and bringing him to brink of orgasm that his balls would be swelling with his seed. And the more that I would tease him later would make those balls so full that his cock would spew buckets of his hot cum. 

I smiled at him and said, "Not yet. I want to make sure that you save what's in these big balls for me later."

"You're a cruel vixen." He could barely get the words out. 

"Don't worry, you will get an opportunity to release that load..... but when I want it."

"You're very cruel....... but very sexy." 

His leg was sticking off the bed and I stepped over it as I got up and straddled it and lowered myself down and dragged the lips of my engorged pussy down his shin, leaving a trail of my juices. 

"Oh man!" He said as I saw his cock twitch. I looked down and there was a shiny 6 inch stripe of my fluids left on his leg. 

"Something to remember me by." I smiled as I left him hard as I've ever seen him with balls as blue as the old saying goes and I sauntered off to the bathroom to get ready for dinner shaking my ass at him as I walked. 

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We usually like to eat later when we have play weekends because the crowd is somewhat smaller in the restaurant and more "adult" in nature. That way, we're careful that it's not typically a crowd that might take offense at any questionable behavior. And the wait staff tends to be a little friendlier when they have more time to spend with you, especially if they get a glimpse of something interesting.

With several restaurants and lots of upscale boutiques Regency Court is a very swank place with a very sexy atmosphere so it's easy to get into a very sexy mood. 

Roger had set up an 9:00 dinner reservation and at about 8:50 I stepped from the bathroom ready for some fun.

"Wow!" popped from Roger's mouth as I did a spin for him. "You look hot." He followed up immediately. 

"Thank you."

I was dressed in a very thin silk skirt that buttoned down the front, and ended just above the knees. Only the top two buttons were done up, so when I spun, I showed off not only my black stocking-covered legs and the black lace garter that held them up, but the very pouty lips of my freshly-shaved pussy. Accentuating my legs were black Mary Jane spike pumps that added a full 5" to my height making me just short of 6 feet tall. On top, I wore an ultra-sheer, black blouse with nothing beneath showing off my 38b breasts with very erect nipples standing like gumdrops on the taunt areolas. 

As I spun again, the breeze blew across my swollen pussy and the soft material of the blouse brushed against my hard nipples sending a chill through my body. 

"You like it?" I knew the answer but loved to hear it.

"Oh yes, but you're going to get us both arrested. This is Omaha, you know." Roger was almost licking his lips.

"I realize that. So, I'll have to wear this blazer to stay somewhat legal." I put on the blazer and spun one more time. I liked the breeze on my glistening pussy. "That will keep us out of jail for a while." Roger wasn't about to make me change. He'd spend the evening enjoying the view he was going to get and if I played my cards right, I'd keep him hard all evening long. 

He looked pretty sexy himself with black slacks, a black wool mock turtleneck and a gray sport coat and I knew by the way his cock was standing tall in the slacks that he wasn't wearing any underwear which would make for easy access, should I want it.

As we headed out into the hallway, I made sure that I had my blazer wide open to give him a great view and strutted down to the elevator lobby where I stepped up to chair there and put my heel up onto the seat and adjusted my stocking as sensually as I could. Of course, I knew that Roger not only got a great view of my leg, but the loosely buttoned skirt split perfectly to give him a complete view of my swelling clit as I adjusted my stocking. I had him hooked. 

The walk across the street to Regency Court went pretty much like the walk down the hall and through the lobby, with me giving Roger a peek every opportunity that I could. The cool breeze of the evening felt wonderful on my wet pussy and made my nipples harder and even more pronounce. And as Roger held the door to the mall for me I reached down and put my hand on the bulge in his pants. He was very hard and I squeezed his balls to make sure that they were filling up. Oh yes...... they were full and tight. 

As we walked the distance through the mall to the restaurant, I had to keep pretty clean in my behavior since there were people around. However, as we stood on the escalator, Roger stood below me and I face him with one foot on the step above. This opened up my skirt so that he and anyone close got a view of the tops of my stockings and my pussy. I'm not sure if anyone saw, but the thought of it made me even more excited.

The hostess seated us in a quiet portion of the restaurant, a very nice seafood place with a great wine list. Roger held the chair for me and as I sat down, he got a great view of my pussy as my skirt split open and I pulled the chair in close to the table. Judging by the look on the face of the hostess, I think she got a good view as well. Although, she might have seen my breasts as I moved because I didn't have the blazer buttoned up and I know that it had to have parted as well. I didn't care which she saw, she was very cute and the thought that I had exposed myself to her sent a rush through of electricity to my clit. 

A moment later, our waitress came by and set down water glasses. "Good evening and welcome. My name is Clare and I'll be serving you tonight. Take a look at our drink menu and I'll be right back to get you set up." 

I could tell that she must have been told what to look for by the hostess, because she was giving me a very good once-over. She gave me a second look and then smiled and stepped away to give us a chance to look at the drink menu. She was fairly young, looking to be in her mid 20's, a smile that could melt even me, and a killer body with big, firm titties and a slim waist and hips. Roger was busy staring at her hard titties trying to decide if she had a bra on or they were really that firm.

I was sitting a little back from the table with my legs crossed when she returned, my skirt split open to show the tops of my black stockings and the creamy thigh just above. 

"Would Madam care for a drink?" She asked as she was 'drinking' in everything about me that she could. Roger was there, but not getting the attention that I was. 

I smiled and adjusted my blazer innocently so that one of my nipples was peeking out from behind its cover. "I'd like a glass of Chardonnay, please." 

She continued to look at me as she asked, "And you sir?"

"I'd like the same please, in fact, how about just getting us a bottle?"

She looked down at me again. "Your wish is my command." She winked at me as she whirled and stepped away to get our wine.

Roger enjoyed the show that I was putting on for her. Me? My pussy was now on fire......

This was the way dinner went on, the waitress was there giving us great service and getting lots of peeks at my titties or the tops of my stockings as I would cross or uncross my legs. Roger was having trouble because he was enjoying the show that I was putting on for Clare, but also couldn't keep his eyes off of her breasts.

Many of her answers or responses were in a manner of submissive, and it was becoming clear that she had those tenancies. As I would speak, she would lower her eyes, both to check me out and seemingly in as submissive style. She was sending us a clear message that I would be able to do with her what I wanted if I had the chance. 

The thought of a love slave had my juices running down the inside of my thighs and I wanted so much to spread my legs right there and command her to kneel down and lap them up. 

We were finishing up with our main entre when Roger leaned across the table to me to tell me something. 

"I think the couple next to us has been watching." He whispered with a smile on his face.

"Really?" I asked trying not to obviously look over their way. I hadn't even thought that they would be listening in or watching. I was so focused on the attention that Clare was giving me that I didn't realize that they were there. 

They were just across the aisle and I guess that they were able to watch as I've been showing off for Roger and Clare and I know that they had to have heard our conversation. I tried very carefully to check them out without giving myself away. They were a very attractive couple about the same age as we. She was wore a dress and he was in slacks and a sport coat. Her dress looked as if it were a button down shirt dress. They were a very attractive couple. My pussy twinged again. 

I turned back to Roger and smiled with what must have been a very mischievous look on my face. Roger's eyes got really big and a big grin spread across his face. He knew that I would have some more fun and he was ready to sit back and watch. 

I started out by sitting up straight and stretching my shoulders which opened my blazer so that my breasts and my ever-hardening nipples were in clear view. Trying to act like I didn't know that I was showing, I repeated the stretch and gave a second show.

Roger was watching the couple as they watched me. "Baby, you are so beautiful." He said just barely loud enough so that the couple could hear. "I love looking at you."

Being a little more obvious as if I was showing off to my husband, I opened the blazer fully and pushed my titties out at him. "You like what you see?"

"Oh yes....." His voice trailed off as he kept one eye on me and one on the couple. 

Before his words trailed off and my blazer was still wide open, Clare appeared with the check. 

"Thank you both very much for joining us this evening." She stared straight at my exposed titties. I wasn't sure if she was talking about us as a couple or the two "girls" that she was looking at. 

"I hope to serve you again." She smiled as she slid the folder with the bill toward Roger. "And I've left you something special with your bill. I hope you will take advantage of it tomorrow." 

I learned later that she was positioned perfectly so that the couple next to us got a full view of what I was showing her.

I slid my chair back a little and pulled the napkin from my lap as I looked up at the sexy young waitress. "We've had such a wonderful time. I hope that we have the opportunity to enjoy your service again." 

The waitress looked down as I pulled the napkin away and I knew that my skirt was split wide open and she was getting a great view of glistening pussy lips and very swollen clit. I spread my leg closest to her out a little so that she could get a better view. I so wanted to command her to kneel and lick me right there in front of Roger and the couple.

"Yes Ma'am, I'm hoping that you will have me serve you, possibly tomorrow." She was nearly panting at this point. 

As she walked away, I looked up at the couple and caught them both staring straight at my pussy. I smiled at the woman and said to Roger, "I will be right back." And as I turned in my chair I spread my legs wide to give them both a straight-on view of my very swollen and very wet pussy and I stood and walked to the restroom. 

When I returned, I slid back into the chair just as I had gotten up, by sitting down and spreading my legs wide before turning and crossing them. I picked up my glass of wine and Roger was smiling at me with somewhat of a Cheshire Cat grin. "Yes?" I asked.

"The surprise that Clare left us with the bill........ her phone number and a note that said that she's available tomorrow and would love to 'serve' us." He said it loud enough that the couple would have obviously heard him.

"Well, maybe we can have her for brunch tomorrow?" The vision of this sexy young lady greedily lapping at my swollen pussy while getting fucked by my husband from behind sent shivers through my clit again.

"Ready to head back to the Marriott?" Roger asked as he stuffed the note into his jacket pocket.

"Yes, and maybe you'd like to take some pictures of me along the way." I stood again and gave the couple what I thought was a final show. They were now not trying to hide the fact that they were staring at my pussy. I smiled at them as I turned and walked toward the exit.

We wandered out into the mall area and it was pretty much abandoned. It was after mall hours, but because of the restaurants and the hotel across the street, they allowed people to walk through the mall to get back to the hotel. And we had to walk the length of the mall to get back to the entrance that was closest to the hotel and I took every opportunity I could to pose for some pics and continue to keep Roger hard.

My pussy was dripping wet at this point and I was looking forward to feeling my hubby push his cock deep into it while he told me how we were going to contact the waitress and what we were going to do to her. 

Either they were dealing with an issue somewhere else, or sitting in the office watching the video cameras, but there didn't seem to be any security people anywhere in sight. So I stepped over to the mall directory and turned toward Roger and opened up my blazer and posed. He flashed a photo with the pocket camera that he brought along. Over to a bench and one foot up on the bench and adjusted my stocking...... another photo showing off my stockings and a peek of my pussy. 

After three or four photos, I noticed that the couple had followed us out and were watching as I posed. I sat down on one of the benches and spread my legs wide open.... Roger clicked off another shot.

Still not seeing any security, I continued to work my way through the mall and pose seductively along the way. Roger got shot after shot and as we walked along, the couple followed closely behind obviously enjoying the show.


Voyeurs Ch. 01



In the fountain area by our exit, I removed my blazer completely and handed it to Roger and struck up several poses....... Crossing my legs like Sharon Stone..... bent over with my ass showing........ getting more and more brazen about my poses with each click of the camera.

And as I posed and showed more and more, my pussy oozed more sweet juices. I sat down on the bench closest to the door we were going to exit and spread my legs wide apart and looked straight at the couple...... my thighs were glistening down to the tops of my black stockings from all of my juices and my lips were swollen and full. My clit was hard as a little cock. As Roger clicked photos I slid a finger in and just about fainted. It felt so good. I wiggled it there and nearly came. When I pulled my coated digit from my pussy I placed it to my lips and sucked it down and cleaned my sweetness from it. The woman almost looked like she was salivating.........

At this point I wasn't sure where this was going but I knew that I had to have my pussy licked and I needed a cock. And so I brought my legs together, sat up and said, "It's time for us to go to the hotel and fuck." I knew that they could hear me very well. 

"I'm more than ready, honey." Roger quickly replied. "Do ever mind having an audience when you fuck, Babe?"

"Oh my no..... I would love it." I grabbed his arm and we exited the mall not knowing if the couple took the hint. So far they had done nothing except watch and whether they would be following us would be a crap-shoot. 

They must have spent a moment talking it over, because we were half way across the street and thinking that our little game was done before they exited the mall entrance. This entrance is just a pull through to drop off people, so it's maybe 50 feet from the street. Well, we heard the door open and I glanced over my shoulder. They were hurrying to catch up with us. I slowed down our pace and told Roger that they may be following us. 

By the time we got to the front door of the hotel, they were within about 10 feet behind us. As Roger held the door for me, I turned enough that my blazer opened up to give them another peek at my titties. But, as I turned back, I noticed the bellman had also gotten a view. I smiled as we walked passed him and I gave him another quick shot. I always like to tip my bellman.....

As we walked across the lobby toward the elevator, the couple closed the distance to just a couple of steps. My heart jumped into my throat not knowing where this was going. They hadn't made any attempt to speak to us or in some way, shape or form do anything other than watch. They were a very sexy couple and getting a better look at them, I pegged them at just a couple of years younger than us. So the thought of playing with them was heightening my excitement, as if my excitement could get any higher.

When we stopped at the elevator, they still made no attempt to talk with us. They acted just as if they were paying us no attention, other than the fact that they were staring at me. So, I began to wonder if they were really interested or just following us. Like I said in the beginning, this was kind of a strange night.

When the elevator door opened I decided to take it up a notch and as I stepped on, I peeled off the blazer and handed it to Roger, stepped into the back of the car and turned to face Roger and them. Roger stepped in behind me and moved to the back with me. The couple stepped on and stood with their backs to the door and facing us and the door closed. 

The car sat motionless for a moment. "What floor?" The man stammered out. It was the first words that they spoke. I knew that we had them hooked.

I turned to Roger and reached down and unzipped his pants and knelt down. "Four for us, please." I said as I pulled his hard cock out of his pants. Oh man he was hard......

The tip of it was dripping with his precum. The man slowly reached up to the control panel as I looked up at them and wrapped my lips around the tip of Roger's cock and swirled my tongue over the sweet tip. 

Oh my word..... his cock felt so good in my mouth...... I slid it down my throat as far as I could and sucked so hard my cheeks sunk in. The head pulsed deep in my throat. In and out I sucked as the elevator whisked us the short distance to the 4th floor. I almost lost myself in that short time, but as the door opened, Roger reached down and offered me his hand to help me up. 

As I stood and started out the door, I grabbed Roger by the cock and said, "Excuse us." And we walked between them out into the 4th floor elevator lobby. They didn't immediately follow us, so they may have been hesitating. I again thought that maybe our game was done. 

We got about 10 steps down the hall when we heard the elevator doors close and I looked over my shoulder and saw that they had decided to continue following us. So, I let go of Roger's cock and reached up and unbuttoned the last two buttons on my skirt and let it fall away, handing it to Roger as I walked down the hall in just my sheer blouse, black stockings, black garter and heels. 

When we got to our door, I turned and leaned back against the door and pulled Roger close against me and into a deep kiss, grabbing his cock and stroking it in full view of the couple as he fumbled blindly to get the key card into the door. 

When I heard the lock beep to indicate that he had triggered it, I hit the door handle and the door opened and I fell in pulling him in by his cock. I didn't know that as he entered, he flipped the security lock across the door to hold it open as it closed behind him and I led him to the bed.

Inside, I expected that our show was over and that I would spend the next hour or two fucking my husband's brains out in private as the couple went along their way home or maybe hurried down the hall to the stairway for a quick fuck on the stairs. 

I walked over to the bed and fell back and spread my legs as wide as I could get them, hiking my heels in the air and opening myself up.

"EAT ME!!" I commanded looking down at my sopping wet and gaping open pussy. My clit was about the size of the last knuckle of my finger and my lips were full and swollen, engorged with life and ready for everything. There was a stream of my juices running from my slit and down across my asshole.

Roger looked down at me and removed his jacket and tossed it onto a chair.

"EAT ME NOW!!!! PLEASE!!!!" My voice moved from demand to desperation. I was panting now like a bitch in heat. I needed release and I needed release now. Roger lowered himself down and moved up in between my thighs, kissing his way up.... teasing me ever more.

"OHHHHHHH!" I let out a sigh as I felt his lips touch the smooth skin above my stocking. 

"PLEASE BABY......." The tone of desperation turned to pure begging.

He flicked his tongue across my clit.

"YES!" I barked.

He flicked it lightly like a butterfly was kissing me running around and around my blossom.

"OHH GOD...... YES!!!" I purred to him. I felt my pussy gushing juices again.

Then he backed away for just an instance and slid his tongue from my asshole up through my slit and across my hypersensitive clit.

"OHHHHH GOD...... OH YES!!" I felt myself losing control. 

Then he drove his tongue in and started to devour me. 

"YES...... YES......YES...... I'M CUMMING!!!!" I leaned my head back as wave after wave of orgasm consumed me, causing me to buck and jerk and buck more.

I opened my eyes as I came down from that first wave of orgasm and looked right into the eyes of the couple who had entered the room completely unnoticed and were standing at the entry to the suite. 

"OH GOD.... YES......." I started to cum again as Roger was now sucking my clit like a little cock, flicking his tongue across the tip and sucking it as deeply as he could. 

'YES....YES...YES....." My second huge wave engulfed me. This time, I kept my eyes open to watch our voyeurs. 

She had his cock out of his pants and was stroking it. Her shirt dress was unbuttoned and her panties were around her knees. He had his arm around her and was diddling her neatly trimmed pussy. 

Roger licked me to a third screaming orgasm as I watched her cum with me. His cock was leaking precum onto our carpet as she stroked it slow and sensuously. 

As I came down from the high a little I pulled Roger up on top of me and said, "We have an audience."

"Oh really?" he was truly surprised. He was so intent in his attention to me that he didn't hear them either. 

As he started to turn around to look at them, I pushed him over onto his back and quickly grabbed his hard cock, still sticking out of his pants and I quickly scrambled on top of him facing the couple. 

I straddled his big hard cock and I pulled it to my gaping pussy and in one quick motion buried it to his balls into me.

"HOLY SHIT!" Roger cried out as I swallowed his cock with my cunt. I bottomed out so that I could feel it pushing against my cervix and I ground there with him just as deep as I could get him.

I unbuttoned my blouse and started to pull and twist my nipples as I watching these strangers wank each other off and I started to ride him hard. 

In.....Out.....In.... Out...... his balls were pushing against my clit. Up and down, hard, driving him deep. 

"Come closer." I told the couple and they awkwardly moved in next to the end of the bed, still silent but in what looked like a state of heat.

"Stroke him..... give me his cum. I want to feel his cum on me." I told the woman. 

The man looked at his wife and she pulled him closer to me. I knew that Roger was just about ready to cum and I swirled my hips and drove him deeper sending me off like a rocket. I could feel his cock-head swell in me and reached down and cupped his balls, sending him into an instant orgasm.

"HGGGGRRUFFF" Roger groaned as he pushed up and even deeper. 

"YES....... GIVE ME YOUR CUM!" I was looking right into the man's eyes as if I was talking to him.

"GIVE ME YOUR CUM!!!!!!" Roger started to spasm inside of me and pumped a huge load into me, my cunt working hard up and down to take it.

As the man looked down, I followed his eyes to see Roger's cum was oozing out of my pussy. Thick white gushes were flowing out. He must have pumped a gallon of his seed into me and it was gushing out as I worked his cock with my cunt. It brought me to the edge again.

His wife stared at the cum oozing from me as well and stepped up her stroking slightly. Her husband's legs stiffened and she squeezed his now purple-headed dick. They were now just a foot or two from me.

"AGGGGHHHHH" he groaned. 

A two foot long stream of cum shot out of the tip of this cock. It hit my titties with the force of a fire hose and oh God it was hot. It splashed across my nipples and fell onto my thigh and tummy. It sent me off to another deep orgasm. I ground Roger's cock and cum deeper as my clit exploded. 

"OH GOD!!!" he screamed as a second stream erupted immediately. By now his wife was on her knees and the second load landed in her mouth and on her face. She swallowed his cock in an attempt not to share any more of it. 

"OH YES!!!" I let out as I bucked on Roger's still hard cock and came again, my eyes finally closing with contentment. This stranger's cum now was dripping from my nipples onto my thighs and the bed. And I could feel Roger's cum oozing from my cunt.  

The long pause of satisfaction was broken by movement of the couple, who must have either gotten a streak of embarrassment or needed further satisfaction. She looked up at him with his cock in her mouth and he pulled away. They gathered themselves and quickly left the room, still not uttering a word to us. Not a word, not a comment, not a thank you. They just left.

As the door closed, behind them, I sat there straddling my husband's now shrinking cock, my titties, tummy and thighs covered with a stranger's cum and my husband's massive load now running out of my pussy onto his balls, his slacks and the bedspread.

We paused there, not necessarily knowing what had just happened or what to do, in somewhat of a daze but in a tremendously satisfying glow, drained. 

Roger's now flaccid cock slid out of my well-used and very satisfied pussy, followed by a gush of his seed. He must have cum in buckets. 

I fell off to the side of him landing flat on my back on the bed. He turned to me and smiled. "Oh, I've got to get a picture of this." He had that Cheshire Cat grin again. There was cum everywhere on me.

He snapped a couple of pictures as if he were the proud fisherman who had just landed the prize-winning catch. My pussy was still oozing his thick white seed and the stranger's massive load was running down my breasts and onto my tummy. 

"mmmmmmm, Satisfied?" He asked as he snapped off a closeup of his cum oozing out of my gaping pussy. "You are my Little Cum-Bunny, aren't you?"

"What just happened?" I asked, not knowing if it was a dream or reality. "That was fantastic." 

"I'm not sure, but I had fun." He said with a huge amount of understatement. "I sure wish that they had introduced themselves, I was looking forward to fucking her. But that kind of added to the mystique."

He snapped off a couple more pictures as I played with the cum on my titties and said, "I know, but that was still very sexy."

Roger grabbed his jacket to hang it up and discovered the note that Clare had given us at dinner. Opening it up, he looked down at me and said, "How about having Clare for brunch tomorrow?"

"MMMMMMM I'd love to." I smiled and I again imagined what she would look like on all fours lapping at my cunt and getting fucked from behind by my sexy husband. "Let me give her a call and arrange a time."



Voyeurs Ch. 02



This story is a follow up to Chapter 1 and takes off of a situation that set up earlier in Chapter 1. So, for a full tracking, we would suggest that you read Chapter 1. And thank you for your positive votes.




I'm laying back on the bed, playing with the cum that a stranger had just coated onto my titties, spreading it around and generally diddling with my nipples as my husband is standing over me dialing a number on his cell phone. I knew that it was the number that the waitress had given us earlier and when he hit "send", he handed the phone to me.

I took the phone in a hand still covered with the sperm of the stranger and I nervously put it to my ear as it rang loudly.

"Hello?" The sweet sounding voice said on the other end. 

"Hello.... Is this Clare?" I was still very nervous.

"Yes it is. Who is this?"

"I'm Joy. You served us at the restaurant a little bit ago and left us this number with our bill. I wanted to call and tell you how much we enjoyed the evening." I was tentative because we've learned to approach these situations somewhat gently.

"Oh yes Ma'am.... You are such a beautiful woman and you really made my evening. I really enjoyed watching you." She responded in a very excited tone. "I was hoping that you would call me. You've excited me so much."

"I did?" I actually felt myself blushing. "Let me tell you that you excited both of us as well." 

"Did I? I know that the couple at the next table were drooling. And I was so turned on I had to take a break after you left in the bathroom." There was a tone of embarrassment in her voice. "I hope you don't mind me telling you this, but I had to have a release and HAD to masturbate in the bathroom."

"And did you make yourself cum?" I asked as I swirled the jism on my titties around my hardening nipple.

"Oh yes Ma'am. But it didn't completely satisfy me so I've been playing with my vibrator now that I'm home and spread out in bed." She got that shy sound to her voice again.

"Is your pussy wet?" I asked feeling my own passions stirring in between my legs.

"Oh yes Ma'am and my clit is very swollen and sensitive." She now started to sound proud of her condition and I could hear the vibrator working on high speed in the background.

"Well, my husband and I would like to meet you tomorrow. Would you be interested in 'serving' us in a different way?" My voice was short and breathy as my hand worked now on my clit, mixing the stranger's cum on my hand with my husband's spunk leaking out of my pussy.

"Oh yes Ma'am. I would be honored to do whatever pleases you." 

"I want you to meet us in the bar here at the Marriott at 2:00 tomorrow." I slid my finger up into my cum-filled pussy and unconsciously swirled it around, mixing the stranger's cum further into me, and making my clit even more sensitive as the palm of my hand brushed it as I swirled. I knew that being a Sunday, there should be some guys watching football games in the bar and that it would be the perfect place to show her off.

"Yes Ma'am. I would love to meet you. And will you your husband be coming?" 

It was hard for me to concentrate now, my finger deep in my sopping pussy. "Not until I tell him to." I chuckled. I was getting close to my own explosion and my breath was now very short. "We would like you to prepare yourself for us."

"Yes Ma'am. What would you like me to do to prepare?" She was nearly as breathless as me at this point and I knew that she was as close as I was to exploding in orgasm.  

"Are you playing with your pussy now?" I knew the answer because I could hear the vibrator humming loudly in the background.  I wanted to hear her say it.

"Yes Ma'am. I'm so very close." She was completely breathless at this point – almost squeaking and very obviously on the cliff and ready to plunge into a deep abyss.

"Well, you must stop now." I heard a gasp come from her. "I want you to stop. NOW! 

"Oh God...... Ye...Ye...Yes, Ma'am." Her voice was visibly shaken. I heard the vibrator stop and there was a strange silence on the line.   

"And you are to go to bed tonight and cannot play further and you must NOT give yourself an opportunity to orgasm." 

I knew that she wanted to erupt and that she would be fantasizing about our meeting tomorrow. But I wanted her to be extra sensitive. 

"And if you play with yourself tonight and I find out about it, there will be dire consequences." I was as stern as I could be with two fingers now buried in my pussy and on the edge of my own explosive orgasm. "Am I making myself clear?"

"Yes, Ma'am. I will not play anymore." I could hear the disappointment in her voice. "What else would you like me to do?"

By now I was gasping breath now and it was almost impossible to maintain my composure.

"Come to the bar here at Marriott at 2:00 p.m. tomorrow and I want you to wear something that will show us and everyone else that you are ready to be fucked.  I want you to impress us that you want to really serve us." The words were so very hard to say.

"Yes, Ma'am. I will not disappoint you." Her voice was perking up knowing that she would be able to pick out something exciting. 

"And one last thing." Again, I was trying to be stern, now completely impossible with my fingers working furiously on my clit. "You will be required to show us that you are not wearing any panties."

"Absolutely!" She was now back to her perky self.

"Good night, Clare." I had to stop my frigging in order to close the conversation or I would have been screaming in orgasm.

"Good night, Ma'am."

As I heard the phone click on her end, but could only let the phone drop from my hand as I drove my fingers deep into my cunt, sending me off towards a mind shattering orgasm. 

"OH GOD!!!!" I screamed in orgasm and as I did, I felt something push at my lips. 

It was the tip of my husband's hard cock and just as I opened my mouth, I felt his hot and salty spunk shooting into my mouth and splashing onto my lips. The taste and feel of his hot spunk added tremendous intensity to my explosion.

I'd forgotten all about him. He was watching and listening and stroking his cock to life again while I was talking with Clare and as I was finishing up I was so involved in the conversation and trying to maintain my composure, that I didn't realize that he had moved over and knelt over me, and we climaxed together.  

"AAAAAHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!" His hot salty semen filled my mouth and covered my lips and face as I screamed, bucking as my cunt spasmed on the two fingers deep inside.

After he'd coated my face and lips with his sticky hot juice, he fell back onto the bed.  I continued to finger-fuck myself, screaming in ecstasy at my lengthy orgasm, my pussy making loud slapping and slurping sounds as my fingers furiously mixed the creampie he'd left me with earlier with my now freely flowing juices.

It took several minutes before I relaxed from my orgasm, and a contented glow came about me. I opened my eyes to see my darling hubby looking down on me with that Cheshire Cat grin of his. 

"MMMMMM, pussy filled with cream, a stranger's cum covering your titties, and now my fresh load all over your face? I think that your contented smile confirms that you are indeed my Little Cum-Bunny."

"Are you enjoying this?" I asked, trying to speak through the spunk covering my lips and tongue. I swallowed his jizz down so that I could more easily speak.

"Yes Ma'am!!" He said, mocking our new love slave. 

I was too worn out to even clean up and pulled him close and snuggled in the arms of my hubby and fell asleep, my face, titties and pussy covered in cum. Yes, I was his 'Little Cum-Bunny' and I loved it.

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Exhausted, we slept in until the alarm went off at 11:00 and I stirred awake, somewhat uncomfortable that now all that jism on and in me was dry and kind of crusty.  I was lying on my back and I opened my eyes carefully with just the faint the new day's light coming in the slightly opened curtains and as they adjusted to the light, I ended up again focusing straight into my darling husband's eyes.

"Good morning, Cum-Bunny." He looked and sounded like he was taking great pleasure in my disheveled look. "I've got a little breakfast for you." He pointed to the tray with juice and some pastries. 

"MMMMMM Morning." I knew that I must have looked a fright and I was now functioning enough to realize that the bellman had been there in some way, shape or form. 

"I suppose you had the bellman bring that cart all the way in here?" I asked, hoping that I didn't know the answer. 

"Yes I did." He announced somewhat proudly. "And your titties and pussy were uncovered when he walked in." His level of pride elevated substantially. 

"The bellman commented that it looked like I have had quite some fun. I told him that I did and that I had some help."

I had a few sips of the orange juice and munched on a pastry in quite an unlady-like manner. I was famished and I know that I looked like a cheap hooker after a night in the locker room with the football team.  

"I see." I took another bite of the pastry and summed things up. "So, your darling wife was lying nude on the bed covered with semen from you and a stranger and you did nothing to cover her up so that the bellman didn't see her?"

"Yup!" His answer seemed to sum it up even better.

"Just checking." It didn't necessarily disgust me, but I wished that he had at least awaken me so that I could suck off the bellman and give a fresh load to the scene and have some enjoyment myself. 

"And so, did he enjoy what he saw?" I knew what my sweet husband was going to say, but I figured I'd ask anyway. 

"Oh yes...... he lingered here for quite a while and asked a couple of questions." I could tell that he was baiting me and really enjoying this.

"And I'm sure that you gave him full and complete answers, didn't you? You do tend to be very informative." Again, I pretty well knew what his answer would be.

"Yup."

It did stir some excitement in my clit to know that I had been exposed again to a complete stranger, and even more so since it was very evident that I was a cum-covered slut and well fucked and I'm sure that my husband had been very honest with this stranger as to how I got this way.

I finished my pastry, swigged the last of the orange juice and gave my sweet and supportive hubby a kiss with my cum-crusty lips and headed to the shower to make myself new. 

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It was about 1:45 when I emerged from the bathroom, fresh, washed, dressed and not smelling like the cheap cum-drenched hooker that I did earlier. I might have been cum-drenched and I might have looked like a hooker, but I can assure you that I'm not cheap.... 

"Holy Shit! Mistress looks like she's ready to take control of things here." He was commenting on my outfit, a somewhat understated domination look. Quite a contrast to the previous evening's feminine and demure look, I was dressed in a shape-hugging black pencil skirt that buttoned up the front (only half buttoned), black stockings and black spike heels that added a full 6 inches to my height and a white long-sleeved silk blouse. The blouse was sheer enough that you could see that beneath I was wearing a black bustier, the kind with a half bra to support my breasts up into cleavage but leaving my nipples completely exposed. 

On each nipple, was a special set of rings made by my darling hubby that wrap around my nipple, similar to how you might wrap a small rubber band around them. However, these were small gold rings that slipped onto them to hold them tight and hard, like a guy might use a cock ring to keep his cock hard.  The effect was just like that, the rings held my nipples taunt and sticking just over a half inch and hard enough to show them off well underneath the thin material of the blouse. So, what one would see was the darkness of my areola with a hard nip surrounded by a gold ring that shimmered in the light.  

The best part of the nipple rings is that they make my nipples very sensitive. Even the softness of the silk blouse brushing across them excited me. 

My hair was pulled back in a proper bun and bright red lipstick and heavy eye makeup completed the look. All I needed was boots a riding crop to swing.

"You are one hot vixen!" Roger repeated as I modeled the look for him. "And no panties?" He asked, although he didn't need to. 

"Of course not." 

I reached into our suitcase and pulled out a couple of my playthings, a strap-on harness with a 10" dildo attached, my favorite vibrator, and my vibrating wireless remote-control egg and its controller. 

"Oh, now you're going to get serious." Roger chuckled as I laid the strap-on and the vibrator onto the bed and handed him the vibrating egg.

"Stick that in your jacket pocket. You can give it to me when I ask for it." I was already starting to get into my dominating persona.

"And what about the controller?" He asked.

"Who do you think is going to be in control?" I said sharply as I put the controller into my tiny purse.

"Who's always in control?" He quipped.

"And you had better remember that." I snapped back but couldn't keep a straight face. I gave him a peck on the lips and reached down and cupped his balls and hard cock in my hand. "You'll be happy with the outcome today too."

"I always am." He smiled as he opened the door for me and we headed down the hall, leaving the Do Not Disturb sign hanging on the knob. 

As the elevator door opened, we found two couples and a single guy riding down. I entered and could immediately tell that all the eyes were on my titties. I stepped in and turned toward the center giving everyone all that their eyes could take in. The single guy smiled in a big grin, obviously enjoying what he saw. The two women both looked me up and down and then looked to see what their husband's reactions were. Both were stoically looking straight ahead and trying very hard not to get caught checking out my nipples. One of the women kind of grunted.  It appeared to me that it may have been a while since she consented to being fucked by her hubby.

Once we got to the lobby everyone waited for me to exit and that while I knew that they would be checking out my spike heels and the black seamed stockings that showed off my shapely calves, I knew that at least one of the women would be smacking her husband when we were no longer in sight just on the principle of the thing.

Walking across the lobby, the customers who were checking out were checking me out as well. As I felt their eyes watching my titties bounce under the sheer material of the blouse. My pussy was leaking and wetness running down the inside of my thigh. I was getting so turned on already.

We were a couple minutes early and I marched into the bar with Roger a half step behind. There were two tables of men, one with four and the other with two. The bar tender was the only other one in the room.  The Packers and the Vikings were playing on the big screen and when the guys heard the click of my stilettos on the tile floor, no one cared much for the close game anymore. 

As we (or should I say 'I' because no one in the bar even knew my husband existed at this point) walked across the bar, my titties bouncing proudly under the sheer fabric, I headed for a booth that faced the room and was in clear view of both tables and the bar. All eyes were on me and I could feel them undressing me further. With each step a little more juice flowed out of my honey-pot.

The booth was elevated from the floor by one step and I knew that it was high enough that when I slid in my legs and pussy were going to be on display to the guys. PERFECT!! I thought to myself as I stepped toward the booth.

Without much care to be modest I lifted one leg and I slid into the booth and around until I was sitting just to the right of center. I didn't need to glance down to know that when I slid across the booth seat my skirt hiked up to expose the tops of my black stockings and my shaved and uncovered pussy. The reactions of the men across the room told me just that. 

I could hear gasps and very soft cat calls and even heard one guy say, "Look at that pussy." I paused there to give them a very special view and then slowly crossed my legs. Again I could hear a faint "Whew" and a "What a fox" and "Look, you can see her tits" and some other comments as to how lucky my husband was.

I thought to myself that this was going to be a lot of fun.

Roger slid into the booth from the left side but stayed toward the end so that Clare could slide in between us.  I thought to myself that if these boys liked what they saw now, they will cream their jeans when they see our lovely young lady and what I'm going to do to her.

A smile played across my bright red lips as I glanced out to my adoring fans.  I loved the attention. But I knew that when the young lady came, she would garner most of their attention and I was going to make sure that they had plenty to watch.

Within an instant, the bartender was standing right in front of us inquiring as to our choice of drinks and trying very hard to get a close up look at my titties through the sheer fabric. I knew that the gold rings wrapped snugly around my nipples were holding them at attention and providing a something flashy to focus on.  Roger ordered a bourbon, neat and I thought back to my younger days when popular drinks had suggestive names. 

"I'd like a Screaming Orgasm." I declared with plenty of volume that everyone in the bar could hear. It seemed to disarm the bartender completely as someone behind him was heard to say "I'd give you that."

"UMMM..... Oh, yes. I can do that." The bartender was trying not to say something cute as well probably for fear that I might leave. 

"I'll bet you could." I smiled as it rolled off my tongue.  Now really disarmed, the bartender looked at me in total fear and then over to Roger expecting that he would disapprove. 

"I think the better bet is that she could give you one." Roger chuckled as he added to the situation.

"I'll be right back with your drinks." The bartender was very embarrassed now and scurried off in a hurry before something else was said and I smacked Roger on the arm as he offered me a grin like he was very satisfied with himself. 

Within a few moments, the bartender was back in front of us hurriedly setting down a drink in front of each of us, not pausing long enough for me to come forward with any other embarrassing comment. I took a long sip and smiled at Roger. "mmmmm that is good, but I'm not satisfied yet." I said it loud enough that the audience of horny guys that was staring at me could hear. I caught a couple of snappy remarks from the crowd volunteering to solve that problem.  

It was the heavy clicking of her heels that pulled all the horny guy's attention away from me and we looked up to see Clare entering the room with somewhat of a model's gate, showing off with every step.

The heels were at least 6" stripper-type platforms, black and with a sensuous strap that wrapped around the ankles. Up from there, the long bare legs stretched up past perfectly rounded calves to firm and shapely thighs to the bottom of the black tight mini-skirt which did little to barely hide her pussy or her ass.  Her blouse was likewise black and very sheer and it did nothing to hide her perfectly pear-shaped breasts and their perfectly sized and taunt nipples jutting out. As she walked they bounced in unison but were clearly firm enough that she did not need a bra. Around her neck was a black silver-studded collar with the leash ring pointing off toward the crowd of men. 

There was not a sound from the guys as she walked up with confidence and stopped in front of our booth, her ass pointed at the crowd of horny cocks that by now were probably standing at full attention. 




Voyeurs Ch. 02



"Good afternoon." She said with confidence and charm and she stood there for us to admire and for the guys to ogle. 

"Good afternoon Clare. You're right on time. I like that." I said as I looked her up and down. "Give us a spin and show us what you've worn." 

Clare cocked her leg as if she were standing at attention and spun around slowly giving us a full view.  There was dead silence from the hard cocks at the other tables.  She was perfect and I assume they didn't want to say anything for fear that this perfect doll would disappear. 

As she returned to facing us I pushed a napkin from the front of the table and it dropped to the floor in front of her. 

"Clare dear, would you please bend over and pick up that napkin for me?" I said.

"Yes Ma'am." She responded immediately and bent at the waist down slowly and picked up the napkin, pausing there for a moment, ass pointing straight at our gentlemen friends.

"Holy Shit!!!" I heard from the table of cocks and assumed that she had complied with my direction not to wear any panties. 

Slowly she raised back and I could hear other comments from the guys behind her.  When she was fully standing again she laid the napkin on the table and asked if I'd like anything else. She knew that she had given them a great show and she enjoyed showing.

"Yes dear." Roger was already sliding out of the booth to make room for her. "Slide in here between us." I patted the bench next to me.

She stepped over to the seat and sat down and slid in to the space beside me. I looked down and watched and the method by which she was sliding in did two things that intensified the attention of the tables of cocks.  First, she didn't necessarily keep her knees together and secondly, the action forced her skirt up to reveal her completely bare pussy. So, the net effect was that the guys got the perfect view of her pussy and because she was not crossing her legs, continued to do so. 

Every male eye was focused under our table at that point with Clare's pussy clearly on display. The raised platform allowed them a straight on view of both her and me. No one was watching the football game at this point. 

I leaned in, placed my hand on Clare's bare thigh and kissed her in a long kiss (devoid of any tongues at this point) and welcomed her.  She turned and likewise gave a kiss to Roger as his hand slid down to rest on her right thigh. 

"You look scrumptious, Clare." I said as I squeezed her firm thigh.

"Is this satisfactory, Ma'am?" 

"Look at the reactions of those hard cocks out there. I think they like it almost as much a Roger and I do." 

"Oh I'm so happy you approve." She leaned in again and kissed me and spread her legs just slightly.  I heard a groan from the table of cocks. "And you two look fantastic." She continued. "You are both such a sexy couple."

"Thank you." I said trying to be demure. 

"Did you have some fun with the couple that was at the next table last night? I saw them following you out." 

"Yes. It was interesting. They followed us to our hotel room and watched while we played. It was quite interesting and a little strange. Even though they just watched, the man did shoot a huge load of cum onto my titties just as Roger filled my pussy." I knew that I was speaking loud enough that the guys could hear. And I heard some interesting responses, although they were being very quiet and attentive so that they didn't miss anything. 

"Oh that sounds so sexy." Clare responded in somewhat of a voice that was younger than her apparent late 20's actual age. "I love men's cum."

When she said that I thought one of the guys fell off his stool. He composed himself and then they were strangely quiet, all staring right at us.  

"Dear, I see that you followed my orders and didn't wear any panties." Clare looked down, pulled what little bit of her skirt cover her pelvis back and spread her legs. 

"Yes, Ma'am. See.  And I shaved for you this morning so that I would be presentable." She bubbled proudly at her perfectly smooth pubes. Obviously she was excited because her clit was sticking up about the size of the last joint on my pinky finger and her lips were full and glistening.

I looked at her in somewhat of a stern manner and asked very pointedly, "Your pussy looks very inviting and ready to be fucked. You haven't disobeyed my directions have you?"

"Oh no, Ma'am. Once you told me to stop playing last night I did. Except to shave this morning, I haven't touched my pussy." She sounded just a little bit panicky in her answer. I wasn't sure how to take it. Was she truthful or guilty? "I was so excited last night that I could not sleep. And I've been thinking about you constantly and if I did touch my pussy right now I would explode."

"I see." I answered very skeptically.  

"Oh Ma'am, I would never disobey you." She now started to sound more panicked. "I will always do everything as you instruct." 

As we sat there looking down at Clare's shaved pussy, full and now starting to ooze juices onto the seat, her legs spread wide enough that the cocks at the other tables could see, we were jolted back to reality by the voice of the bartender.

"Would the lady like something to drink?"

All three of us looked up and it just rolled off my tongue without even pausing. "Do you know how to make a Slippery Bald Beaver?"

The bartender was at a loss for words.  After a very pregnant pause he replied, "I think I have that recipe." And he scurried off. 

Roger piped in quickly, "I love slippery bald beavers." 

The cocks across from us were chuckling and making some snide comments under their breath. But, none of them turned away and they all sat focused on the slippery bald beaver that was on display before them. 

I turned to my husband who, with exception of the bald beaver comment, had been quietly sitting there enjoying the view of Clare's pussy and lightly rubbing her inner thigh and asked, "Honey, may I have the egg please?"

He reached into his jacket pocket and produced the wireless vibrator, just about the size and shape of a jumbo-sized egg with a 3 inch wire antennae extending from one end.  He rolled it across the table to me.

I took it in my left hand just as Clare asked, "What is that?"

"We'll show you, my dear. Spread your legs for me."

Clare hoisted one leg up over my knee and the other up over Roger's, spreading herself wide open to the view of the guys. Not a word came from their tables.  The game was still blaring in the background, but not a single eye was on it. 

There was a trail of her juices running out of her cunt.  Her clit seemed to actually be bigger than it was earlier and her lips were full and pouty. I placed the tip of the egg into the opening and swirled it around, covering it with juice and slowly pushed it into her.

"MMMMMMMMMMM" She purred.

I pushed in half way. Still no sound from the guys. "OOOOOOOHHHHHH" she continued to purr.

Once I got it past half way, I let go and instantly it slid completely into her, only the wire antennae leaving any clue that there was something in there.  

"OHHHHHH my......" She purred again. "That feels so good."

The process of covering the egg with her juices and inserting it had left my fingers juicy. I patted her on the leg signaling that she should put them down and brought my fingers up to my lips and looked over at the guys.  Slowly and sensually I licked her juices from my fingers.  It was soooooo sweet.  I closed my eyes and savored the slippery sweetness. 

"My dear, you taste so sweet." When I said it, I looked at the guys and actually caught a couple of them subconsciously licking their own lips.  

"Roger, be a dear and let Clare out. I think that she needs to go see if the bartender has been able to find the recipe for her drink."

With the egg in her pussy and being on the height of excitement, the slide for Clare to get out was a little more strenuous for her.  Having carried the egg in my own pussy before, I know that it's a little more difficult to move around because of the pressure on the g-spot. 

By the time that Clare exited the booth and reached into my little purse and had the controller in my hand.  She just started past the table of cocks and I pushed the controller button and she jolted to stop and looked back over her shoulder. Judging from the reactions of the guys I would bet that they could hear the vibrator humming. I pushed the speed control and took it up a notch. Clare took a step but stopped again, then another step. Slowly she inched her way over to the bar. 

Once she made it to the bar I clicked the speed control again. This egg had seven speeds all together, including patterns that pulsed it in different ways. He knees buckled a little and she reached for the stool to catch herself, her head rolling back slightly.  They guys were locked on to her every move.  

She stood there for a moment obviously completely immersed in the vibrations coming from her pussy. Her head rolled back again slightly and I changed the speed. She let out an audible moan.  A pool of drool was nearly forming beneath the table of guys.  Each one of them stirring in their chairs as their cocks twitched. 

I could tell from her breath that she was getting close.  I hoped my timing would be good and I watched and waited.  

CLICK.  The sound almost echoed as I turned it off completely.

Clare squealed.  Perfect timing....... She was on the edge.  She caught herself again as her knees buckled.  She paused and lowered her head.  She knew that she was on display and that everyone in the room was watching as she nearly erupted in orgasm in a very public way. 

Clare gathered herself as she stepped back from the orgasm cliff that I was pushing her towards.  

She looked up at the bartender and he played it perfectly and said. "Your Slippery Bald Beaver, Miss."

The guys at the tables broke out in laughter. 

Still in shock, very much embarrassed and somewhat sheepishly she thanked him and picked up her drink and turned to come back to the table. When she wheeled around, she stopped dead in her tracks with two tables of drooling and panting men staring at her. She lowered her eyes a little and walked back over to the table with Roger and me and set her drink onto the table, stopping to present herself to us.

"How are you feeling, my dear?" 

"Shaky." 

I pushed a napkin off onto the floor in front of her again.

"Clare, would you please pick that up for me?" I smiled at the drooling mass of men watching.

"Yes, Ma'am." She replied breathlessly and she bent at the waist giving the men a full view of her engorged pussy and the tail of wire hanging from it.

CLICK

"Oh my!" She moaned still bent over.  

"Look, she's dripping!" One of the men nearly shouted out as she slowly raised up and tried to stand.  Surely enough there was a small puddle of her juices forming on the bar floor beneath her.

She grabbed the table to stabilize herself as I clicked the speed to high.

"OH GOD!" She moaned as her knees started to buckle a little.  "OHHHH GOD!!!!" Her eyes rolled back into the back of her head and she started to fall off that cliff.

CLICK

She jerked as if I had just pulled on a lasso and pulled her back from the orgasm cliff again. She had both hands on the table and did the best she could to right herself and regain her composure. 

Roger stood and helped Clare to slide into the booth. She was weak at that moment and did nothing to keep from having her skirt ride up completely. As she slid over, he looked down and then to me and back. I glanced down and saw that she was trailing a smear of pussy juice across the booth seat as she slid.  She snuggled in close to me and laid her head on my shoulder.

"There, my dear, are you all right?"

"Yes Ma'am." Her voice was a little weak and I pulled her drink over to her.  

"Here you go, Clare. Have a sip of your drink." She took more of a gulp and seemed to perk up a little. 

"Are you enjoying yourself?" I asked not knowing what kind of an answer she would give.

"Yes, Ma'am. More importantly, are you and your husband enjoying me?" I like the way that she put that.

"Yes, Clare, you're pleasing us and I believe that you're pleasing those horny guys over there too." I put my hand on her chin and pulled her head up so that I could give her a kiss. When our lips met she opened her mouth and her tongue met mine and we melted into a very passionate kiss. 

When we finally broke the kiss I looked down at her lap and her clit appeared to have almost doubled in size.  It was standing firm like a little tiny cock and stretching her skin tightly. Her lips were fuller than before and everything on the inside of her thighs was covered with wet slippery juice. 

I couldn't resist the temptation and right there with her legs spread for the guys I reached down and very lightly diddled my finger across her clit.

"OH GOD!" It brought instant reaction from her. She shuddered. "Oh my. I'm very sensitive."

"That feels good." I leaned forward and looked at my husband. "Honey, I think that she may be ready for us." He quickly slid out of the booth. I think that he might be anxious..... As he stood in front of us, it was apparent that he was ready because he had a raging hard-on. He opened his jacket as if to show it off to me and it made my mouth water. 

"Clare, we're going to take you up to our room now." I said it loud enough that the guys all heard. As Clare carefully slid out of the booth, her skirt raised now up around her waist and her pussy and ass were on display for all to see. Her clit was huge and protruded pronouncedly from her pelvis. She took a few moments to pull her skirt down and straighten herself first facing the guys so that they could get a glimpse of her pussy and then turning toward me.  

There wasn't an eye that wasn't on her right now, either focused on her pussy or on her breasts plainly on display through the sheer material of the blouse.  I paused and let her gather herself before starting to slide out myself. As I did I spread my legs widely and gave the guys that were now looking at me a great view of my own dripping pussy.  And of course, my sheer blouse still gave them a view of my own breasts highlighted by the bustier that displayed my breasts on a shelf and the rings that encircled my very erect nipples. As Roger held my hand to help me stand up, I swung a leg out and my skirt split open and I paused.

"Lucky guy." I could hear from the crowd and some other rumbling about wanting to fuck either Clare or me. 

Once standing I reached out and put my arm around Clare and pulled her close and pulled her where our breasts were together and leaned in. Our lips met with a shot of electricity and she returned with a hugely passionate kiss.  I reached around and ran my hand up under her short skirt and cupped her firm ass.

CLICK

Suddenly she jerked in my grasp and I could feel the vibrations in her buttocks as Roger clicked the remote up to the highest speed.  

VRRREEEEEEEEEEEEEEE the vibrator screamed from deep inside her pussy. She kind of melted in my arms.

"OH GOD.........." She said as she broke from our kiss. "OH THAT FEELS SO GOOD!" 

"Would you like to 'cum' with us, Clare?" I asked just so that I could get her to answer in front of the hard cocks sitting next to us.

"Oh yes....... Oh God that feels good....... Would you fuck me, please?....... Oh my I'm starting to.."

CLICK

The screaming in her pussy stopped and her knees buckled.  She neither got to finish her sentence nor erupt in orgasm.  She was left hanging on the cliff, ready to dive head-first into an ocean of pleasure. 

I looked over at Roger and he had that Cheshire Cat grin on his face. The guys almost cheered that a guy was now in charge. 

CLICK

"Oh shit......." Clare's knees buckled again.

CLICK

"Are you having fun?" I asked my dear husband who was standing there with the clicker in his hand like he was the King of the World. 

"Yup"

"Come along Clare. You have to pleasure me before you get to have yours." I winked at the guys and guided her toward the door, my hand on her bare ass and guiding her with a squeeze of her cheek. Her knees were still weak.  

As we walked slowly past the hard cocks sitting in the bar, all eyes were on us.  Just as we got to the door......

CLICK

"Oh God......" Clare reached out and grabbed the door frame to steady herself, the vibrator screaming in her pussy. "Oh Yes.......  Ohhhhhhh...."

CLICK

I looked back at Roger and said, "I'm going to have to take that away from you, aren't I?"

"Yes, Ma'am." He still had that grin on his face.

"Just for that, I'm going to make you watch while Clare plays with me."

The guys all moaned at the same time.  I could hear calls to volunteer to watch coming from the crowd.  

I took Clare by the hand and led her out of the bar, Roger following closely behind and just like when we walked in, all of the eyes in the lobby were on now Clare and me as we walked to the elevator and pushed the button leaving the hard cocks in the bar to deal with their blue balls as they could.

The elevator door opened and we stepped on and Roger waited to push the button for the fourth floor. I turned and said very seriously, "Remove your blouse and skirt, Clare."

"Here? Now?"

"Yes. Now."

"Yes, Ma'am." And she unbuttoned the blouse and let it fall from her shoulders. She handed it to me and I passed it to Roger. Then she unzipped her skirt and let it fall to the floor and bent over to pick it up, careful that her ass and exposed pussy were pointed toward me.

Her juices were running down the insides of her thighs. And the antennae of the vibrator was dripping wet. 

She stood and handed it to me. I looked at Roger and he pushed the button for the fourth floor and we whizzed up there.

When the door opened Roger and I stepped out and I put my hand up to stop Clare.  Roger reached in and pushed the button for the lobby.  

"You've been taking too much pleasure in our playing. Your penalty is that you must ride back to the first floor and immediately return here."

Clare looked down at the floor. "Yes, Ma'am."

The door closed and she disappeared and Roger immediately clicked the remote on and to high.

"Do you think she'll return?" He asked.

"Oh, yes. Just make sure you don't let her cum before she gets here." I looked at him in as stern of a look as I could.  "If you let her cum, you'll have hell to pay."

"Yes, Ma'am." He again mocked our new sex slave. 

"I'm serious!"

Just as the elevator car arrived and the bell dinged we could hear her moans as she was approaching orgasm. Roger panicked and clicked the remote in fear that he'd waited too long and the door opened.  Clare was barely standing with legs crossed and holding onto the railing. It looked like Roger had stopped, luckily for him, with her braced to fall into the orgasm abyss. 

I looked at him. "You're lucky."

Then I looked at Clare. "You may come out now. Did you cum?"

"No, Ma'am." She was panting. "I'm so close and I'm trying to hold on until you tell me that I may."

"Very good. You will, but only when I'm ready for you to do so. You have to make sure that your Mistress is attended to first." I took her by the hand and led her naked, except for her heels, down the hall.

Roger opened the door to the suite and I led her in guiding her to the window in front of the open blinds leaving her standing naked in front of the window. I unbuttoned my blouse and let it drop to the floor, unbuttoned my skirt and let it drop as well and stepped out of the heap of clothes and I walked over to her and as if I were inspecting her body I looked her up and down. As I touched her she shuddered. 

I looked out the window and with it now darkening in a Fall afternoon, and our lights on full, we were both on display. In the parking lot were three of the guys that were in the bar. They must have seen us in the window because they stopped dead in their tracks, one of them unzipping his pants and pulling out a very big and very hard cock and waving it at us.  




Voyeurs Ch. 02



"You see Clare. You've turned them on. Do you like knowing that there were so many hard cocks because of you?"

"Yes, Ma'am."

The guy gave it a few wanks while his buddies continued to watch and it looked as if he came in just a couple of strokes.

"Clare, maybe you'd like the men to cum all over you."

"Yes, Ma'am. I love to watch a man cum. I love to feel it on me and taste it." Her nipples were now sticking out nearly as far as her clit was. 

"And where will you like my husband's cum?"

"Where ever it pleases you, will please me." She unconsciously licked her lips.  The guys in the parking lot were still staring at us. The one gentleman content in having shot his wad into a big puddle on the pavement, stuffed his cock back into his pants.

I stepped over to the bed and sat down and laid back onto the pile of pillows, spreading my stocking-covered legs wide. The insides of my thighs wet and sticky from my juices.  I dare not touch my clit because I knew that I would erupt quickly.  

Clare stood somewhat mesmerized in front of the window on display to the men in the parking lot and Roger took a seat on the couch that faced the bed. 

"Did it please you to show me off for those men in the bar?" Clare asked in somewhat of a timid way.

"Yes, Clare. You are very beautiful and sexy. And I loved showing you off. Did you enjoy being on display for them and me?" I hoped I knew how she would answer.

"Oh yes, Ma'am. I kept thinking about how hard their cocks might have been and how good it would have felt to have them fuck me."  Her voice was almost melancholy now.  I needed to bring her back to the business at hand.

"Clare, turn around." I was stern. It did snap her out and she reeled around quickly and her mouth opened slightly as she saw me spread out wide in front of her, the insides of my thighs an mound wet with juice.

"Clare, I'm very wet and need to be cleaned up. Come down here. Lick my cunt." I sounded firm but it was hard to say the words. I wanted my pussy licked so much that I could hardly say the words.

She had paused more than I wanted. "Lick my cunt, Clare. NOW!"

"Yes, Ma'am." She said while she moved quickly down onto the floor and crawled over to the bed and up in between my legs. 

"Make me cum with your mouth Clare. Show me how much you like to eat my cunt and make me explode in your mouth." 

She kissed my ankle and gently worked her way up the inside of my stocking-covered calf.  Her kisses felt so gentle and sweet. I looked over at Roger and he was now nude and his cock was hard and his balls swollen and obviously full. There was a huge drop of his precum on the head. It was running down the tip and just about to drop off.

"Clare!" She stopped and looked up at me in panic.

"My husband's cock is leaking and I want to share it with you. Go cover your lips with his juice and come kiss me." She crawled quickly over to his cock and very gently smeared the sweetness all around her lips, careful not to miss a drop and then she crawled back over to me and up between my legs so that she was straddling me.

His precum was glistening on her full lips and she moved in close to me, her breast lightly grazing my own and sending shivers through my body.  She touched her lips lightly to mine and smeared the juice onto them. I reached my tongue out and parted her lips and she shared his sweetness with me, increasing the passion of the kiss as her comfort level increased. 

We broke after a long and passionate kiss, her breast dangling gently against mine. It was hard not to roll her over and devour her right there.

"My cunt, Clare....... NOW, my cunt......" Sensing my urgency, Clare quickly moved down and I could feel her breath on me as she paused. I was so ready. My pussy was drooling juices out down the crack of my ass.  

Her first touch was on my clit with just the tip of her tongue. Just a quick flick.

"Oh, yes." I purred.

Another quick flick.

"AHHHHHH"

Then she started moving all around my lips, lightly like a butterfly's wings just barely touching me.

"OHHHH!!!" This was not going to take long. 

She continued to tease, pausing at my clit and flicking her tongue across it lightly, then moving around the outside of my swollen lips down to that spot where my juices were pooling. She dabbled her tongue in the juices, tasting...testing....very lightly, driving me closer.

Then I could feel her flatten and widened her tongue out and she wiped it through the pool that had lubricated my ass and slowly brought her widened tongue up through my wetness, spreading my lips and dipping deep into my slit and up to my clit. 

"OH CLARE!!" I felt her nose brush against my clit and then her tongue follow. A shiver raced through me.

"AAAAHHHHHHH  YYYYEEESSSSSS!!!!"

She ended by sucking my clit into her mouth and flicking her tongue across it.  I jerked. She sensed my impending orgasm and she dived in, her mouth working now quickly. Sucking... licking.... spreading my juices on her face.  

She was now devouring me like I was her last meal..... driving me over the edge.

"YES CLARE!!!"  I arched my back and pushed my cunt up into her face. 

"I'M CUMMING!" 

"YES...................YES......OH GOD.............. YES"

I wrapped my legs around her torso, hooking my heels together to keep her there.  I know that I had to have been digging my stilettos into her back.

I felt my cunt open up and flooding her mouth with juices. I'm not a squirter, but when I cum hard, my juice flows and I knew that she was getting a mouthful. She lapped and lapped as wave after wave of ecstasy flowed through me. Oh God she felt so fabulous......

"YYYYYYEEEEEESSSSSSS" Electricity shot through my body and right to my clit as I exploded. "OOOOHHHHHHHHHHHH  GODDDDD"

I bucked and buck and her mouth held my clit tight, tongue deep in my slit.  Wave after wave blew through me as it seemed to go on forever.

"AAAAHHHHHHH...........................OH" It stopped instantly as if a switch was turned off. It was just as if my orgasm was controlled by a switch, like the clicker of that vibrating egg. A flush of satisfaction came over me and I looked down to see Clare's juice-covered face looking up at me....smiling.

When I unhooked my heels and released her torso, she quickly moved up me pausing to suck and nurse on my hard nipples, smearing my juices all over my breasts and nuzzling her face in between my titties.  

As I relaxed and came down from my high she moved further up and our lips met again and I got to share my sweet cum with her.  We laid there and made out like two passionate teens in the backseat of the car at a drive-in movie.

The intensity of my orgasm, while satisfying in the short run, made me want her more and now was my chance and I rolled her over onto her back and worked down her neck, down to her beautiful breasts, rolling and kneading them, my mouth working from one hard nipple to the other. 

I was straddling her with one leg between hers, my knee now pushing against her groin. I could feel her hard clit against me like a man's morning little woody pushing against me.

CLICK!

Her pussy jumped to life as the vibrator took off at full speed. I'd forgotten that Roger still had the controller.  In fact, I'd forgotten that he was still there at all.  

VRRRREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE

I could feel it against my knee, like the vibration of a crotch rocket motorcycle at full speed.

"AAAAHHHHHHHHHH" She screamed and I knew that I had better get down there or that damn husband of mine would take her over the top without me.  

I quickly moved down and sucked her hard clit into my warm mouth.

"YYYYYYYEEEEEEESSSSSSSS" She screamed as her clit pulsed in my mouth and the vibration buzzed my lip.

"OOOOOHHHHHHHH GGGGGGGGGGODDDDDDDDDD"

I knew that with my husband in control of that damn vibrator deep in her, he would send her into orgasm long before I wanted her to. So, I grabbed the antenna tail hanging from her engorged pussy and pulled......

"AHHHHHHHHHHH GGGGGGGODDDDDD"  She screamed again, her cunt muscles were tight around the egg, holding it deep in her.  I didn't want to rip it from her pussy because I didn't want her to cum yet. So I pulled firmly and as it breached that point where it was no longer in the grasp of her vaginal muscles, she tensed once more and shot the egg out onto the bed, hitting my cheek and along with it came a flood of her juices.

Oh man there was such a flood of juices...... flowing out onto the bedspread and my face.

"YEEESSSSSSSSS.......... YES!  YES!  YES!" She barked as her pussy contracted and she bucked uncontrollably.  

Too late.... She was over the edge and there was no way that I was going to stop her so I clamped my lips onto her hard clit and drove my tongue deep inside of her, lapping and sucking her sweet juices and trying to hold on while she bucked and screamed in delight. 

Damn him!! I wanted to make her wait.

Oh was she sweet.... I lapped and sucked, trying to stay attached as wave after wave of pleasure flowed through her and out her pussy into my waiting mouth.  I slid a finger into her pussy and covered it with cum and then slid it into her tight ass and continued to lap at her hard clit. She immediately tensed up as my finger slid into my last knuckle and her orgasm extended in length and intensity. 

We rode this wave for several minutes before she collapsed in exhaustion, spent.  My face was now covered with her juice as hers was covered with mine. I continued to nibble and lick at her clit hoping that I could get her near a peak again. 

"Holy shit!" I heard Roger say from behind me. I'd forgotten about him again....  I seem to get involved in things and he seems to get forgotten.  I guess you'd say he's used to it.

"That was hot." He sounded like he was spent and as I turned my head I expected to see him with a lap-full of cum, but I was surprised. There he sat with his cock as swollen as I've ever seen it, balls puffed up and deep red from the blood flow. He hadn't cum....... Sweet precum that I love to taste so much was oozing from the tip, covering the head and was running down the shaft.  I could tell that he hadn't cum. His precum is clear and when he cums it's thick and very white. This was clear and shiny.   

I pulled away from Clare and sat on my knees on the floor. 

"Clare, my husband's cock needs to be cleaned up." Clare was still in a daze from her draining explosion. "Clare!" I was much louder and sterner.

"Yes, Ma'am." She regained her composure and quickly lifted herself from the bed and crawled over and up between his legs.  

"Clean him up while I prepare to fuck you properly." I was still stern in my tone.

She started with his balls, licking and sucking and moved up the shaft, licking everything clean.

"And if you make him cum you'll have hell to pay." I didn't want him to blow before I was ready like she did. I had plans for him.

"Yes, Ma'am." She said in a muffled voice with his swollen ball stuffed into her mouth. 

She gently licked up and down the shaft, cleaning it as clean as possible.  

"Honey, don't you dare cum or you'll have hell to pay too." I glared at him. "You and that damn egg caused Clare to climax sooner than I wanted."  He looked like he hurt and the tip of his cock was as red and swollen as I've ever seen it.  I knew he was working hard not to blow all over her face. "So, don't you cum until I tell you to!" I gave him the glare again.

Clare worked up to the tip and gently licked it clean obviously being careful not to wrap her warm wet lips around the tip and cause him to lose control.  

I reached over to the edge of the bed where my strap-on harness sat with my 10" dildo connected and stood up and stepped into it, pulling the straps tight and cinching the base of the cock up firmly against my very sensitive clit.  I gave it a few strokes as I watched this sweet woman licking my husband's straining cock.  

As I stroked my faux cock I had a vision of the guys in the bar, all standing around Clare and me stroking their hard cocks.  I thought how nice it would have been to invite them up to the room and have the two of us kneel while they circle-jerked around us and showered us with gallons of jism.  The vision of their streams arching out onto Clare and me almost sent me off into a mental orgasm.

"Holy shit. If you don't stop I'm going to cum!" His voice brought me back to reality in a second.

"Clare! Stop now!" She jumped back from his cock. I was afraid that I'd waited too long, but the look on his face told me that he was still standing on that cliff, just where I wanted him.  I knew that like Clare, the longer I kept him there on the edge, the more cum he would give me. I knew that with the right teasing, he would have buckets for me. Yes, I was his "Little Cum-Bunny."

"Clare, suck on my cock." I looked down at the dildo extending from me, a flesh colored, realistic thick hunk of meat with two big balls hanging beneath. She crawled the couple of feet over to me and knelt at my stiletto-clad feet, looking up innocently at me. I gripped the slong in my dainty hand and pointed the tip of my dildo toward her mouth. "Suck me."

She lifted her lips to the tip of it and reached up and wrapped both of her hands around its long shaft as I released it.  Slowly her mouth opened and this faux cock disappeared down her throat, her moist lips sliding around it.  I can understand why guys love to have their cock sucked this way. As her lips slid down the shaft, she looked up at me. The innocence of her eyes and her sensual lips wrapped around this faux cock was such a contrary sight and so sexy. A she slid about 3/4ths of the shaft down her throat, her gaze never strayed from mine.  I do now understand why guys like this so much. It was mesmerizing. 

She sucked in long strokes, taking the cock deep in her throat, pausing and stroking with her two hands. One would not have been able to distinguish that she was sucking on a dildo versus a real man's cock. Her lips and mouth were deliberate and purposeful and with each stroke and the base of the cock pushed against my sensitive clit. 

In and out she sucked. The feeling was amazing and I almost started to sense that the cock was a part of me. In and out....... In and out........  And as the cock reached into the depths of her throat she would push slightly enhancing my excitement and pushing against my clit. She was bringing me closer and closer again. Her speed increased gradually and I started to feel myself roll closer to another orgasm.  This one was different....... I was so engrossed and her purpose and method was so wonderful that I could almost feel her lips wrapped around me.

God, I really understand now why guys like this. She was making love to my cock.

In........out....... in....... out........ Her eyes never strayed from mine, her innocent look so inviting.   The orgasm started deep in my pelvis and seemed to push outward down the length of the shaft.  Oh God this had to be what it felt like when a man cums, his orgasm starting in his balls and erupting out the length spewing out.

This was so fantastic........ the explosion was hard and long.  I closed my eyes and tilted my head back and it felt completely and totally as if I was spewing bucket loads of cum out into her mouth and down her throat.  Her pace increased as if she was milking the cum from me.

"AAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH YYYYYYEEEEESSSSSSSSSSSS........... OOOOOOHHHHHHHH ............... ARRRRRRRRGGGHHHHHHH"  I exploded into the back of her throat. My knees weakened and jolt after jolt drove through my body. I now knew what the men that I suck off feel when I am in the same position draining the spunk from their cock.

"OOOOOHHHHHH GOD"  One last jolt raced through me and out of my cock.  

I opened my eyes and looked down to see those innocent eyes looking up at me with pleasure in them. Clare slowly slid the cock from her mouth and I could see her swallow hard as if I had flooded that sexy mouth with my seed and she was swallowing it down in conquest. 

As the tip left her pouty lips she licked them as I obviously have done for many men over her years acting as if I was the cat that ate the canary. She looked at me with a contented smile of satisfaction that I am sure that I have shown in the hundreds of times that I've sucked my husband and many other men to completion.  True to form as many a woman has done, she opened her mouth as if to show me that she had swallowed every drop. 

"Spread out." My voice was somewhat weak. I pointed toward the bed and she quickly climbed up onto the bed and spread her long legs out wide.  Juice was drooling out of her pussy and I knew that I would not need any lubricant.  

Feeling the power that a man feels when he sees a woman spread wide and open for him, I moved between her legs and gripped my faux cock, giving it some strokes just like so many men have done when I've offered myself to them, and I moved in. 

Unlike the real man, my cock didn't shrink in size. I was ready to fuck her hard.

Rubbing the tip in her juices, I looked down again at those innocent eyes, now enflamed with passion and I pushed the tip into her.  

"OHHHHHH."  She pushed her pelvis up to me.  "Yes, Ma'am. Please fuck me." There was pleading in her eyes. "PLEASE fuck me."

The head was gone....... Then an inch or two...... 

"YESSSSSSS. Please fuck me." 

I pulled out quickly.

"OH!!!" She looked up at me with lust. "Please Ma'am...... Would you please fuck me? I want your cock so much.....  I loved how you came in my mouth.  Please fill my cunt."

The first three inches of my faux cock were covered with a thick lubrication from her. I pushed the tip against her clit again and it parted her lips as she pushed up against me. She instinctively reached up and cupped her titties, offering them to me as well.  Oh cripes, she looked so innocent yet so wanton. As I pushed the tip in again she purred.

"Yessssssssss...... That feels so good...... please....... Fuck me......" Her purring increased as I slid in deeper and deeper.  "OOHHHHHHH...... Yes........"  I pushed in until nearly all of my cock was buried inside of her.  I could feel the base pushing against my clit. I knew that this was going to feel so good. 

Looking down as she offered her titties to me, my faux cock buried deep in her, I leaned over and hovered my mouth over her nipple, flicking my tongue across it. 

"Yes!" Her voice was quick and purposeful.  I sucked her nipple hard.  "YEEESSS....." She purred hard loudly.  

Out of the corner of my eye I caught Roger moving toward us. He pushed his hard shaft down onto her nipple, depositing a huge drop of his precum for me.  I brushed across it and covered my mouth and lips with it and then dropped down to Clare's, driving my faux cock deep into her and hard against my clit, my breasts pressed now against hers, nipple to nipple. I shared his juice with her as I started grinding my hips, the force of the action also grinding the base of the cock against my very sensitive clit. 

I looked over at Roger and as sternly as I could said, "Don't you cum yet. I'm not ready for you!" There was pain in his face and his cock and balls were so swollen and red.  At this point I could command him to cum and his cock would explode instantly without ever touching him.

I turned back to Clare and shared a long passionate kiss and my husband's juices. "MMMMMMMM" 

I started to fuck her in a rhythm.  Around and around..... in and out....... Fucking her deep..........grinding my faux cock in her.  Missionary style just like the guys do.......  Oh God, she felt so good.  I could almost feel that faux cock deep inside her. She wrapped her legs around my ass and squeezed with her heels. Our breasts smashed together.... nipple to nipple.