1 comments/ 23293 views/ 1 favorites He's Watching By: Sean Renaud It had been raining for three straight days, which for Southern California was like the world ended. Kirsten was lucky enough not to live beneath any hills so she wasn't at risk of being buried alive in a mudslide. She was close enough to her office that the ignorance of California drivers in anything other than ideal driving conditions wasn't really a problem either. Being trapped in doors though was a bitch. Almost all of her activities for the week had been canceled either directly by the rain or simply by too many people deciding it wasn't worth going out. So for three straight days she'd been restrained to the four walls of her home. She'd already caught up with all of her shows and finished off Final Fantasy XII by the middle of the second day. The unending boredom and isolation starting to become just maddening as the seemingly endless rain continued to drum out its steady beat on roof tops. Kirsten was starting to wonder if she should start collecting two of every animal when she wandered up to her room. There was one thing that she'd discovered the last time she'd been rained in. A little activity that could only be done once a day a certain hour and it was almost time for it. Once she got to her room she leapt into the shower making certain to leave the blinds partially open and dimming the lights in her bedroom so her bathroom door would glow. She took a long hot shower that dragged all of the tension from her body. Then she walked out into her bed room with a just a towel wrapped around her body and sat on the edge of her bed for a moment she just sat there then she saw what she was looking for. Across the small alley that separated her home from the neighbors the blinds were just so slightly adjusted. Slowly in the hopes that she wouldn't notice, and it had probably happened countless times that she hadn't noticed. It was just dumb luck she'd noticed it when she had before. The man staring at her through the blinds was an old man who'd served in Vietnam, always a nice gentlemen he'd given Katrina a hand when her plumbing had started acting up once. It was time for the show to start so Katrina rolled over onto all fours and pretended she was searching for something in the pillow of her bed. In reality she was just lifting her ass up so the towel would ride up giving the old man a good look at her freshly shaved pussy still pink from the hot water. Digging deeper behind the bed finally produced a meaningless trinket that she actually had dropped behind the bed. Next she wandered over to the full length mirror on her closet door. She had to be careful with this part. It was so close to the old man's window that if so much as glanced towards him he might notice. Hell might scare him away just that she went that close but she did it anyway. Once she was there she dropped the towel so pooled around her ankles and started checking herself out. Katrina started by lifting her breasts feigning at sizing them, first squeezing them together, then by lifting one then the other. Without thinking about her fingers wandered to her nipples twisting slightly and pulling a light moan from between her lips. Then she twisted so she could give the pervert a better view of her plump buttocks. Something about knowing that he watching her was exhilarating. She'd hadn't expected to get the warm flurries that were starting to form in her belly. Katrina hadn't expected she'd start getting slicker while she mercilessly teased the man. The fact that she hadn't seen it coming let it hit so much harder threatening to turn her legs to putty beneath her. Her head was suddenly swimming while her entire body started to flush with lust. It didn't matter if he knew anymore. Katrina dashed to her bed and frantically grasped for Long Dong Silver, a nine inch silver dildo and pushed it against her slit. The massive dildo eased slowly into her cunt as she dragged the moment out with an agonizingly slow pace. As soon as it was completely inside her she pulled it nearly out of before pushing it back. After less than a minute of trying to keep the pace slow Katrina's pace doubled, then redoubled. She could feel the energy swelling just beneath her belly lifting her hips up off the bed. It took just two minutes for her orgasm to rip through her like a hurricane thrashing so hard she pulled the sheets from her bed and sent one of the pillows to the floor. Katrina waited almost two minutes before she trusted her legs to carry her and when she did she grabbed a long coat from her closet and a pair of heels and walked next door and knocked. When the door opened to reveal her flustered peeping top she grabbed him and kissed him hard. "Thanks for the best orgasm I've had in months. I hope you liked the show." Then just so he could get an up close view she opened her coat. He's Watching! Monica, my wife, and I were sitting around watching TV one night not long ago when she mentioned that she thought the guy next door had seen her take a shower a few days earlier. "You didn't have the mini-blinds closed?" I asked her. "No, it's pretty warm out in the evenings now and I had the window open. Since his place was all dark, I just thought I would leave the blinds open too and let the steam out of the room." "If his place was all dark, how did you know he was watching you?" She usually took her shower after the late news, which made it very dark outside - and even darker inside a house. Unless the guy had his head sticking out of the window, it would be hard to tell if you were being watched. "When I got done with the shower and was mostly dried, I glanced out of the window and saw a few lights in his place were on, including the one in his bathroom. I was pretty sure that he was by the edge of the window and peeking out between his blinds. They were mostly closed, but I think I saw him." We live in a nice neighborhood, where there are only a few different houses, and to save money on architect fees, the builder just doubled the number of models by flipping some of the plans over. Our neighbor's house was the same as ours, only flipped over. That put his master bathroom and master bedroom opposite ours. As we live on the side of a little hill, and his house is a little above ours, he has a pretty good view of the inside of our master bedroom and bathroom from his - if we leave the blinds or curtains open. With the lots being as dinky as they are these days, he is pretty close too. "Somehow you don't sound terribly upset about it." I knew there was a little exhibitionist in her, but very little. It sounded like she had almost liked this guy watching her. "Snap those blinds closed did you?" I thought I knew the answer, but couldn't help but tease her. "No," she said after a few seconds. "I know this sounds kinky, but I think he is safe enough so I took my time getting dried and mostly did it facing the window instead of the mirror just so he would be able to see a little more. I don't know what got into me, but it really got me pretty hot knowing he was watching me." It got her hot? I was pretty surprised by her answer, but I thought he was pretty safe too. We have known him - John - for several years and he lives alone now. He is about our age and his wife had run off with a - no shit - traveling salesman. Just up and split one day, leaving him a note on the kitchen table. Personally, I think he was glad to be rid of her. "Yup, real kinky," I teased her, "right up there with whips, chains, and hot wax in the nipples." This all probably explains her being rather horny a few nights ago. "Well," she continued, "is isn't exactly normal to show off to your neighbor. Especially now that he is alone since his wife split on him. Besides, I just may have left him horny as all hell." "No kidding!" Monica isn't hard to look at, especially when she is nude. I have noticed a lot of guys giving her the eye, even in winter when she has a lot on. "So, are you going to give him another show tonight?" It was getting close to when she usually took a shower and it sounded like she was working up to asking what I thought of her putting on another show for John. I could just imagine her strutting around in the bathroom nude, showing off for John, all the while pretending that she had no idea she was being watched. I felt a stirring in my pants just thinking about it. "Last night I was getting turned on by the idea of doing it again. I strutted around and thought I was putting on a pretty good show, but I don't think he saw me. The blinds weren't open as far, and I think he figured out I was taking a shower about the time I had just finished getting dressed. Getting undressed again would have been too obvious." Christ, she was a regular little showoff! "Then put on a good show for him tonight to make up for last night." I teased. I hoped he would be watching because Monica sure was hot the other night and sounded like she was getting pretty excited about the idea of showing off tonight too. When she comes to bed all hot and bothered, I'm in for a good night - a very good night. "Bob...you wouldn't be upset if I did?" she asked getting up. "No, have a good time. I have always thought you would make a great little stripper." There was no longer a stirring in my pants, there was a definite bulge in there. "I'll take care of that when I'm done!" she said looking at my pants before she started toward the bedroom. I was counting on that. I settled back into the soft folds of our couch and continued watching some silly comedy show on the tube while she took her shower. Her showers are usually pretty quick, but this one seemed to last quite a bit longer, either that or I was way too horny and impatient. I had forgotten to look at the clock when she went in for the shower, but the show was just about over when she finally came back out to the living room with a towel around her hair and her bathrobe on. "I'm back!" she announced falling into the couch next to me. "Was he watching?" "Yea. No mistaking it tonight. I think he was trying to hide a little, and did so more at first, but either he thinks I know he is watching, or got very careless. I glanced out the window just before I left the room and it wasn't hard to see him looking out through his blinds." "Did you put on a good show for him?" "I guess. I had the blinds at an angle that gave him the least obstructed view - I adjusted them before I turned the lights on anywhere back there - and paraded around quite a bit stark naked. He should have gotten quite a view." "So, are you nice and horny now?" "Hell yes!" she said undoing the belt on her robe. "I want you to get on your knees between my legs and eat me until I come all over your face, and then I'm going to give you the blowjob of a lifetime!" Monica pulled her robe open; she was naked under it. Now she slid her sexy little ass down on the couch until it was just hanging over the edge. "Come on, eat me...please? I want a twat kiss, and I need it bad right now." I didn't waste any time getting between her legs. Kneeling, or more like half sitting, on the floor between her now wide spread legs, I kissed my way slowly up her leg to that fur covered slit between her legs - not that she really had much hair there theses days. Unfortunately that nice sexy musky odor wasn't there since she had just taken a shower, but that didn't exactly slow me down. I gently licked her sex slit from the bottom to the top, pressing just a little harder as I passed over the thin inner sex lips now peaking out from between the thick outer ones. At any other time, the inner lips are barely noticeable. When she is really hot, like she was now, they stick out quit a bit. After a couple of slow licks like that, I stopped and sucked one of her inner lips as far into my mouth as I could get it, then gently tugged and pulled on it, letting it slide in and out between my lips. "Oh that feels" nice she moaned. I looked up at her to find her head back against the top of the couch. Her eyes were closed and she had one hand on each tit, using her fingers to slowly pull and pinch her nipples. I resumed licking her slit, only now pressing my tongue firmly between the lips and paying special attention to her swollen clit when I got to the top. Pretty soon she couldn't take it any longer. "Just the clit," she moaned. "Just lick my clit so I can come. I want to come so bad...please?" I now stayed with her clit, sucking and lick it until she was ready to come for me. It didn't take long either! "OH...that's it!" she groaned. "I'm...COMING! OH SUCK IT BABY! MAKE ME COME FOR YOU!" It was a good come for her. Her legs clamped against my head, making it a little difficult to keep my tongue on her clit. I just pushed my head in between her legs and kept softly licking her protruding clit until her orgasm was over. "Oh God that was nice," she said finally relaxing her grip on my head. I finally stood up and began to get undressed as she relaxed on the couch, hardly moving from where she had been when I started eating her. It made a pretty sexy sight, and I really didn't know which I wanted more, to have sex with her outright or have a blowjob. When I was naked, I stood between her knees, still undecided. She made up my mind for me. "That looks perfectly delicious!" she said sitting up. Monica took one hand and began stoking my hard cock as the other gently played with my balls. "These feel like they are full of come," she said with a huge grin. "Are you going to shoot a nice load of hot come down my throat?" God I love it when she talks dirty! "Sure," was all I could say. I was really hot now and wanted nothing more than to feel my cock deep in her mouth. "I hope so," she said just before plunging my cock deep into her mouth. It went in and out a few times before she took it all the way to the back of her throat. This felt so good it wasn't going to be long before she got what she wanted. I got pretty excited talking with her about showing off in the bathroom for our neighbor, and then after eating her hot pussy I was really horny. Now she was blowing me for all she was worth, and doing a damn fine job of it too. Monica had a very talented mouth! Her head was moving back and forth as I stood there. I didn't try to actually fuck her face as a thrust at the wrong time would cause her to gag, and gagging at the wrong time could really screw up a good blowjob. Back and forth her head went, while one hand followed her mouth up and down my rigid shaft, the other one carefully massaged my balls. "Oh God...I'm getting really close," I warned her. "It's gonna be a good one too. You are really going to get a mouthful." Monica didn't say a thing; she kept right on sucking on me. The way she was sitting I didn't have much of a view of her front, but the view of her back and her ass sure wasn't hard on the eyes! "Are you about to let me have it?" she finally asked, taking a break. She knew I was on the verge of coming, but was just teasing me about it. "YEA! Keep sucking me...PLEASE? I want to come so bad." "Where do you want to come?" she said giving the underside of my cock head a lick with her tongue. "Oh God, in you mouth. Please make me come in your mouth." "Oh, okay," she said with a grin. A second later my aching cock was back in her hot mouth and touching the back of her throat. She resumed sliding it in and out of her mouth again, mostly taking it all the way to her throat. She was about to get what she wanted. "YEA...THAT'S IT!" I half shouted. "I'M COMING...KEEP SUCKING BABY!" The first huge load of come rushed up my throbbing shaft and deep into her waiting mouth. My legs were getting shaky and my knees were weak as I shot hot load after load of my come into her mouth. I stood perfectly still and let her do the moving. She never let so much as a drop get by her lips and after the first few spurts I could actually feel her swallowing as I unloaded into her mouth. It was a wonderfully erotic feeling and probably made me give her even more. "God that feels great," I finally groaned as my orgasm subsided. "You really do that well." "Thanks," she said, "you sure gave me a lot of come! I didn't think I was going to be able to swallow fast enough for a second there." "I was really horny," I said collapsing on the couch next to her. We went to bed not long after that. The next day was a workday after all. I liked the results of this little exhibitionist streak in my wife. All the next day I was looking forward to her showing off again for John that night. Somehow I found it erotic that she was showing off for John, and certainly happy with how hot it got her. The night finally arrived. Again we sat watching the TV, and it finally got around to her shower time. "Going to give old John a little something to dream about tonight?" I finally asked her. "Yea, I was just thinking about it too," she said with a grin. "I kinda like him watching me. It really gets me hot, and then I have you to take care of me." "Tonight leave the door cracked so I can watch too." "Why? You've seen me take a shower before - you've taken a shower with me. Not only have you taken a shower with me, you've had me about every way a guy can screw a woman in the shower!" "I just wanted to watch you showing off for him." "You want to watch me showing off for John?" "Yea, I've never seen you put on a show for another guy after you get out of the shower before." "Christ, now I will have two horny guys watching me. This is getting downright kinky!" she said with a grin. "I'm getting wet just thinking about it. Do you think he'll be watching again tonight?" "Probably. By now he has probably figured out that you take a shower about this time of night every night and there's a good chance that you'll leave the blinds open. He's probably looking forward to it." "Tonight," she continued slowly, "I was thinking of pulling the blinds up in the bedroom just before I got undressed and then taking my shower. If you want to watch, I'll turn off the bedroom lights as I go into the bathroom. You can slip into our bedroom then. You can see his bathroom from our bedroom, and you can tell me if he is watching me." "You have this all planned don't you?" I was getting hard just thinking about it all. I really couldn't wait to get her in bed afterwards, something I knew she was looking forward to too. Now I was beginning to wonder if she wanted to leave the lights on and the blinds open for that little event too. Even if she didn't, John was going to get an eye full tonight. I couldn't help but wonder if he whacked off while watching Monica - if I was him I sure as hell would! "Time for my little show," she announced getting up. I watched her go into our bedroom to get undressed. I just sat on the couch in our living room until the bedroom light went out, signaling that she was now nude and going into the bathroom. It took quite a bit longer than I thought it should have taken. Maybe she had seen him watching and was really putting on one hell of a show; start to finish. I decided I might just as well sit tight until I heard the shower water turn off. I wasn't going to see anything while she was in the shower anyway, and there was no sense in taking a chance that John would see me in the bedroom while he was waiting for her to get out of the shower. There was less chance of being discovered watching the watcher if she had his undivided attention. After what was a short time for one of her showers, I heard the water stop. Show time! I slipped into our darkened bedroom and moved slowly over to the window. The mini-blinds in our room were up, giving him the best view possible. I peeked around the edge of the window and looked at John's bathroom window. Sure enough, he was there, peaking through the blinds. He was by the edge of the window, trying to not be terribly obvious. Monica moved to the partly open bathroom door as she got dried. "Is he watching me again?" she whispered, apparently not being willing to look out the window and spoil it. "Yes," I whispered back. "I thought you took a long time getting ready for your shower. Wasn't he watching then?" "I think so, or at least I am pretty sure he was, that's why I took so long. I did kind of a strip-tease for him." "Are you going to just get dried and leave, or are you really going to get him hot and bothered?" "What?" she whispered a little louder. "What the hell do you expect me to do?" "Oh use your imagination," I whispered. "Turn toward the window while you put on your deodorant, pinch your nipples for him so they are nice and hard - though it looks like they're pretty hard now - and fluff up your bush a little. Maybe finger yourself a little." "There isn't a lot of bush to fluff up, not the way you like it trimmed," she said quietly as she reached for her deodorant. None the less, she did as I suggested, taking longer than normal to put it on. She set it down when she was done, and sure enough, played with her long sexy nipples for a few seconds, getting them even longer and very hard. Next she parted her legs a little and fluffed up her bush, trimmed as it was. He must have had a great view of her. Our bathroom window is large as those things go, and since John's house if just a little higher on the hill than ours is, he probably had a damn nice view of her naked body. "I'm done," she whispered." "Not going to finger yourself for him?" "Oh...I just couldn't....well...I guess a little, but how do I make it look like I'm just doing that and not make it obvious I'm doing it for him?" she asked, still adjusting the towel on her hair. "I don't know, just don't face in that direction and do it a little and play with your nipples. He'll figure out what you are doing pretty quick." She tried it for a few seconds, but then decided it must have looked pretty silly. "I'm coming out," she warned me. I beat a hasty retreat to the front room. A few seconds later, the lights came back on in our bedroom. Now I could mosey in like I belonged there and John would be none the wiser. "Excited?" I asked her as I entered the room. "Yea," she said with a mischievous grin, "and I'm really horny too!" "Want to take care of that little problem right here and now...while he watches?" "Oh God, I don't know," she stammered. "Having him watch me parading around nude and taking a shower is one thing; watching me get laid is another matter." "Not that much different," I said walking over to Monica and putting my arms around her. "It's not like he's really all that close or anything. He isn't going to see all that much. Besides, you have pretty much shown him all that you have." I kissed her ear and then moved on down to her neck. "Uh...I guess...well, I don't know. We aren't going to do anything kinky or anything are we...you?" "Kinky? What did you have in mind," I asked as I caressed her shapely ass. John would probably love to get his hands on this ass. "Well...you aren't going to want to screw me in the ass or anything are you? Just plain sex right?" "Sure. Just plain sex...unless you want me to screw you in your tight little ass for him." My other hand slipped between us and I fingered her slit. She was soaking wet! "No!" came a rather quick reply. "I just couldn't." Then after a few seconds, "How about if I sit on the edge of the bed and you eat me? I love it when you eat me, and he could watch us doing that." "What? No sex? He gets to watch me eat you and that's it?" "No silly, you get to lay me after you eat me, and he can watch that too." "Hmm...okay. Have a seat." I said as I started to get undressed. I wasn't nearly as conscious of John watching us as I was interested in sex with a now very hot Monica. Since John wasn't in the room, it was almost like he wasn't there. Monica, on the other hand, was very excited about having someone watch us. She sat on the corner of the bed, spread her legs wide for me, and leaned back on her elbows. "Don't make me come too fast." she begged. "I'm really hot tonight. He's watching too. I just glanced up at his window, and even with his bedroom lights off, I can see him standing there by the window." Now naked, I sat on the floor between her knees. She was hot all right. Her inner sex lips were swollen and peaking out from between the puffy outer lips and her clit was sticking out like I have never seen it before without her or me playing with it. Being fresh out of the shower, she had none of that musky smell that is so sexy, but I wasn't going to complain. I kissed my way up her inner thighs and took my first gentle lick over her sex. A few seconds later I gave her another lick. He's Watching! Her hands came to the back of my head as she sat up some and pulled my face into her crotch. "Eat me damn it." She commanded. "I said don't make me come too fast, don't take all week to get me close. Now lick my clit and get a finger or two...two would be better...inside me and make me beg to get off." She flopped back down on the bed as I went to work on her aching clit. I slipped two fingers into her nearly dripping pussy. I didn't have to ease them in the first time, they just slid right in she was so hot and wet. There was a little groan and her back arched as my fingers went all the way in. After moving those two fingers in and out as I licked her clit and sucked on the inner lips, I finally slipped a third finger into her tight opening. "How many fingers do you have in me?" she asked softly. "It's feeling pretty full down there." "Three, but one is leaving for another place." I told her as I slipped one back out. I put the now slick fingertip against her anus and slowly slipped it into her tight back door. "That feels nice," Monica said, "but don't get any ideas about sticking something else in there while John watches." Her breathing was getting faster now as she started to get close to her first orgasm of the evening. I wasn't sure if she was all that serious about not getting it in the ass, but I really didn't know how to get my cock in there and make sure John knew that that was where it was going anyway. While the windows were open and it was a calm quiet night, unless she almost screamed that she was getting it in the ass, he wouldn't be able to hear her. Unless he had binoculars, he sure as hell wouldn't be able to see it. I worked my fingers in and out of her tight openings a little faster now as I worked her clit over with my tongue. I really had no intention of teasing her for very long tonight. I was horny and wanted my cock buried deep inside her and the sooner the better. "That feels good," she moaned softly. "I'm getting so close." I didn't want her to come right away, so I left her clit and sucked on the tender inner sex lips, tugging and pulling on them. It kept her excited, but let her clit calm down some too. She was a little hotter than I thought she was. "Don't tease me any more," she begged. "Make me come please?" I resumed working over her stiff clit with my tongue. Hers wasn't one of those little tiny ones that are hard to find, she has a nice sized clit that really sticks out when she is hot. I used the fingers of my free hand to pull the hood back on it, and ran my tongue back and forth over the exposed clit. Before long she was over the edge - and I had forgotten how loud she could get when she is really hot - like tonight! "That's it...YES...I'M COMING!" she nearly screamed. John would have to be nearly deaf to have not heard her. I did my best to keep my tongue on her clit as she bucked and lurched through her orgasm. It wasn't easy with her legs clamped against my head either. She was pretty noisy through the first part of it, but then must have remembered that the windows were open and John was watching as she suddenly got a lot quieter. As her orgasm subsided, I finally came up for air. "Sounded like a good one, and John must have heard you getting off." I said with a grin. "Was I that loud?" she asked still breathing hard. "Trust me, he heard you. Now, are you ready for something nice and stiff inside you?" "You bet," she said, scooting to the middle of the bed. "Come and get it!" In no time I was buried to my balls in her and pounding away. John could probably still see, but with him not being right there in the room, I didn't find the thought of someone possibly watching us as much of a distraction. I had always yearned for a threesome with Monica, and wondered if this might not be the time to bring it up - after I got off of course. I wondered what it would be like as I pounded away at her. "Harder," she groaned loudly, "I'm really close. I sure hope he's still there watching. It just gets me all the hotter!" I suddenly found myself on the verge of coming too. Maybe there really was something to having someone spy on you during sex. "I'm so close!" she said a little louder. I got the feeling she wanted to make sure John could hear her. "I'M COMING!" I half shouted. I felt a huge load of come rush up my hard shaft and spurt deep inside her hot wet pussy. Spurt after spurt followed the first, filling her tight little pussy to the point of overflowing with come. "I can feel it!" she moaned. "I can feel you coming inside me...oh yea,...I'm...COMING TOO!" I felt her pussy clamp down on my still throbbing cock as her orgasm started. She hugged me tightly to her as she began another great orgasm and another noisy one at that. She moaned and groaned a lot louder than she usually did during this one. What a little show-off! "God that was a good one," she said finally relaxing her grip on me. I decided that now might be the time to see what she thought of threesomes. I kissed her neck and then her ear as I lay over her, and finally suggested it. "How would you feel about having him join us...if he's still out there watching?" "Huh?" she asked, sounding a little shocked. "I didn't know you would ever share me with another man. Are you sure about that, or are you just pulling my leg?" It would seem that the idea was more than okay with her. "No, I'm serious." I said raising myself up off of her chest and looking at her face. "Would you like to try sex with two guys at the same time?" "Sure, if it's really okay with you. A lot of girls have fantasies about that sort of thing you know." "Well so do a lot of guys, but it's usually one guy and two women. That might be a little more fun, but I like the idea of having another man join us too." "Do you think he's into that." "Yea, I'm pretty sure he is. I think he mentioned something about being in a threesome with his now ex- wife some time ago. I just don't know if it was with another man or another woman." "Better lean out the window and ask him if he wants to come over here and come," she said with a grin, "before he makes himself come there and goes to bed!" I slid my still hard cock out of her very wet pussy and got to the window. "John?" I called out. There was a few seconds of silence, and then a quiet, almost sheepish answer. "Yea?" his voice came back. "Instead of just watching, would you care to join us?" "Uh...okay...you sure this is okay with Monica?" "Yea, it's a little fantasy of hers to have two men at the same time. The front door's unlocked, come on over." This was moving rather fast. One minute I have a fantasy, suggest it to my wife, and a minute later I am about to have it fulfilled. I thought John was an attractive guy and never felt threatened by him. While I'm not exactly bisexual, I have always had something of a fascination with other cocks. Now I was about to see one up close and personal, maybe even get to play with it, and watch in going in and out of my wife - a wife who until just a few minutes ago had never given any indication that she would like to go to bed with two guys. This was about to get interesting. If felt myself getting hard all over again, in spite of having just come a few minutes ago. Monica scooted into the bathroom to clean up the mess I had made between her legs. I followed her in and cleaned my semi-hard cock off too. Somewhat cleaned up, we got back on the bed and waited for John. We didn't have to wait long. Only moments later we heard the front door open. "Hello?" came a male voice. "Back here in the bedroom John!" called Monica. A moment later, John appeared in our bedroom doorway, barefoot and clad only in shorts and a T-shirt. "Are you two sure you are up to this?" he asked. "We seem to," I said grinning. "We weren't sure if you were into this sort of thing, but I thought you had said something once about doing a threesome with Sheila once." "Yea, we used to do a little swinging now and then. We didn't do all that much," he said getting his shirt off, "but there were a few threesomes and a little wife swapping years ago." The shorts now slid to the floor. John had a body not all that different from mine now that he was naked. I might have felt a little intimidated if he was the "Mr. Muscle" type, but since he wasn't, I felt quite comfortable with him. While it's hard to tell how big another guy's cock is when it isn't hard, his appeared to be about the same size as mine is. "We haven't done any in the last little while for no particular reason," he continued. "We were sort of both bi-sexual and could have a really good time in a threesome because of it. While I'm not that into men, I find a cock to be a rather fascinating thing and fun to play with and suck off, and I don't mind another man touching me. She pretty much felt the same way with women, liking to eat another woman and suck on another's tits. But, it you don't want me touching you Bob, that perfectly all right too." "Well," I started, "I have a little interest in other men's cocks too, but like you, that's about it. I have never had the opportunity to suck on one, let alone have one come in my mouth, but I guess I would like to try it." "Jesus you two!" Monica cried. "What the fuck is this? Am I just going to sit here and watch you two blow each other or something? I thought I was getting two guys playing with me, not watch two guys playing with each other!" "Don't worry," I reassured her, "we were just getting to know each other a little and what would make the other uncomfortable so we could avoid that." "Sounds like you two were working up to blowing each other," she said, still sounding a little miffed. "We might," said John with a grin, "but I'd like to fuck you silly and come inside you, one end or the other." "Me too!" I said, flashing her a huge grin. "You already have, so I hope John doesn't mind me being a little creamy down there." "Just adds to the taste and excitement," he reassured her. We both moved in close to Monica and began to gently caress her sexy body and tits. Within seconds, John began to suck on one of her long sexy nipples. Following his lead, I took the other one into my mouth. A soft moan escaped her lips as the two of us enjoyed her nipples. I felt her legs move apart, and thinking that was an invitation, I slid my hand down her soft body to her pussy, only to find John's hand already there with a finger or two busily fingering her clit. Since I was now able to satisfy a curiosity of mine, I reached over and found John's semi-hard cock. After just a few firm strokes, just I like I stroke myself, he was fully hard. It was very interesting to have another man's cock in my hand. Once it was nice and hard, I decided to further satisfy my curiosity and see what it was like to have another guy's cock in my mouth. I let go of Monica's nipple and moved my head down to John's cock. "You have a very talented finger," I heard Monica tell John. "If you keep that up, I'll come all over it." After examining John's hard cock, I decided to take the plunge and see what it was like to suck on another man's cock. I licked the underside of his cock-head a few times, and then put a good part of it in my mouth. It was pretty much like I imagined it would be, and very exciting. I knew I was now hard as a rock with excitement. I started moving his cock in and out of my mouth, just like I knew I liked mine done. I felt John's body stiffen and he slowly thrust his hips in my direction; I was getting to him. I liked my balls fondled and carefully squeezed when I was being blown, so I tried that on him. I felt his cock twitch in my mouth and heard him groan; I figured I must be doing what he liked. Doing this - something that would on any other day seem like a very gay thing - now seemed like a very natural thing. That in itself was odd since I did not consider myself to be the least bit gay! I was really enjoying blowing John. Monica was moaning louder now as John sucked on one of her delicious long nipples and then the other as he fingered her. Her legs were wide apart now, making sure he had access to whatever he wanted. It sounded like it wouldn't be long until she got off on his finger. John must have been really horny, as I could feel his cock getting very hard and the head swell as I sucked on him, taking him clear to my throat now. Pretty soon I was going to get my first taste of his fresh come in my mouth. This was going to be interesting. I have tasted my own come when I ate Monica after coming inside her, but that was also mixed with hers. This was going to be pure John come; no girl come mixed with it. Just when I thought I was getting very close to a mouthful of John come, Monica got off. "That's it...right there...just like that!" she groaned. "I'm...almost...oh shit,...I'm...COMING!" she nearly screamed. Since I had one of her legs under me as I worked on John's cock, I could feel her body stiffen and shudder as she came for John. That must have been all it took for him too, as a few seconds later I felt his cock stiffen and then throb. A split second later the first huge spurt of his come shot deep into my mouth. I began sucking and working his throbbing cock in and out of my mouth faster now, and swallowing all that he gave me. I'm not sure what women are complaining about when they say they hate the taste of come. There really isn't all that much taste to it and what there is isn't all that bad. I continued to suck on John and swallow his come until he was done. When he was done I finally let his softening cock slip from my mouth. "You did that well," John said, still breathing hard. "Your first time doing that right?" "Yea," I said sitting up on the bed, "and I kinda liked it. I don't know what women are complaining about when they say come tastes so bad. There wasn't all that much taste to it. It isn't much different then when I eat her after I come inside her and she wants to be eaten later." "You never heard me complain about the taste." Monica said. "True." "You're the only one who hasn't gotten off. How about you have me doggie style and John can...do something." "Since I just got off a few seconds ago, how about I just watch, up close and personal like? Well, maybe I'll cop a few feels or something too." "Sure," I said, getting into position behind Monica as she turned over and got on all fours. "I guess you couldn't see all that much from your window a little bit ago." "Not all that much. You have put on a better show on other nights." "We have?" Monica asked rather shocked to find out he had seen us before. "Now and then you two forget to close the blinds, not very often, but now and then. And then some of those times you really get carried away." "I guess its a good thing you liked watching," she said, "it would be rather embarrassing to have the cops show up if you hadn't." About now I slid my very hard cock into Monica's wet pussy. She was so wet from a little of my come from earlier and having just gotten off on John's finger that I easily slid all the way into her. John was now sitting up next to her ass so he could see clearly. Pretty soon, as I slid in and out of her, he caressed first her back and then reached under her and began to play with her nipples. A minute or so later he reached around with his other hand and began to fondle my balls. It was an odd but nice sensation. As I pumped in and out of Monica, I felt him first just holding them, and then, as I had done with him, ever so gently squeezing them. This was all so exciting that I knew I wasn't going to last long. I was about to fill Monica's hot tight little pussy with come for a second time tonight. "Does she ever like it...in the ass?" John asked as he caressed the two of us. "Yea, sometimes," Monica answered before I could say anything. "Want to see me get it in the ass now John?" "Oh God I'd love to! My wife wouldn't let me in her ass for anything." "Get the lube for us out of the nightstand will you John? It's in the top drawer." I stayed in Monica's hot little pussy, slowly pumping my very hard cock in and out, while John got the sex lube out of the drawer. He was going to hand it to me, but I told him to go ahead and smear some on Monica's asshole. He wasn't all that hard before he started doing that, but by the time he had her lubed up and had slipped a finger into her tight little back door, he was really hard! Not bad for a guy who had just come a few minutes ago. "Ready?" I asked her. "Yes! I'm really close to coming too. Come up here by my head so I can suck on you John, while Bob fucks me in the ass." She was talking dirty again; she must have been hot. I slowly pulled out of her and was about to aim my cock at her little asshole when John took my sopping wet cock in his hand and aimed it for me. I slowly increased the pressure on her back door until the head slipped in. I held it right there for a few seconds to let her get used to the invasion back there before continuing. John moved up to Monica's head, but off to one side so he could see me penetrating her ass. He looked to be about as hard and as swollen as when he had come for me. John let out a loud groan and closed his eyes as Monica took him deep into her mouth. I watched my hard shaft going slowly in and out of her tight ass, and knew that it wasn't going to be long before I filled her ass with my come. I slowly pulled it out until just the head was being held inside her by her sphincter, and then shoved it all the way into her. In all too short a time I warned her that I was about to come. "Then I guess she will get it in both ends," John groaned. "I'm about to come again!" "I'm...COMING!" Monica groaned, her mouth full of John's swollen cock. I felt her ass give my cock a tight squeeze, pumped quickly in and out of her twice and with a loud groan sent the first of many thick spurts of my come deep into her climaxing little ass. John couldn't take it any longer either, and promptly started to lurch as he unloaded his come into my wife's sucking mouth. I don't know how much come he was giving her, after unloading into my mouth the way he had, but he acted like he hadn't come in a week. When we were all done, I withdrew from her ass and sat on the bed behind her. Monica flopped over on her back breathing hard as John sat back on his heels. "That was great," he said breathing hard himself. "Much better than watching through the window. We'll have to do this again sometime." Again? You bet we'll be doing this again. I don't know who will be doing what to who, but you can bet we are going to get together again very soon for a little more of this! Copyright (C) June 1998, by Art. All rights reserved. He's Watching Of course everyone in this story can vote "He's watching again." "You sure?" "I can feel it." "That doesn't mean he's watching." "I don't have to know it. I feel it." "Do you want me to go over to his flat and say something?" "Heavens no. What would you say? My girlfriend thinks you're watching us have sex." "I can just knock on his door." "And do what?" "I don't know. Maybe I could just intimidate him a bit." "No you can't. Have you seen him?" "No. I only know you told me he's old." "Yeah. He's old. But his arms are rippled with veins and his hands look like vice-grips." "So. I can take him." "No you can't. If you thought you could, you'd have been there five minutes ago." "I'll go now." "NO!" "Whoa. You don't have to protect me. I'm tough." "No you're not. And furthermore, I don't fuck you cause you're tough." "Then why do you fuck me?" "Cause you got a wonderful body and an absolutely beautiful dick." "Cock." "Dick. Cock's remind me of old tree roots." "And me?" "Your dick, hangs like a baby's arm." "Oh great. Now I got a baby dick." "No silly. I said it hangs like a baby's arm. I didn't say it looked like a baby's little dickie." "Thank god." "Are you sensitive about its size?" "Of course I am. Every man is." "Not porn stars." "Well. I'm not a porn star and I don't like to fight. So does that make me less of a man?" "Not at all. And when did you get so sensitive about dick issues?" "I don't know. I guess, when you told me I got a dick and not a cock." "I said, you've got an absolutely beautiful dick. And anyway, I like dicks better than cocks." "You haven't seen that many to make comparisons." "I watch porn with you don't I." "Yeah, thank goodness." "See. Whenever we watch porn, we usually wind up having sex." "Not always." "Oh yes we do." "Huh-uh. A few times you just sucked me off." "Holy fuck. You don't call a blow-job having sex?" "No. Not unless we sixty-nine. Then, we're having sex. If you just blow me, well, you're just blowing me. It's different." "You think I do it as a favor to you?" "Sure." "Wrong. I do it for a few reasons, 'cause I like to do it, I like to eat cum, and I like the look on your face afterwards." "You really like to eat cum?" "You're such a little boy. Of course I do. I wouldn't do it if I didn't like it." "But you told me you never let your first boyfriend cum in your mouth." "That's true. I never did more than lick his cock." "See. You called it a cock." "Oh god. Here we go again." "No. I want to know why you called his thing a cock and mine a dick?" "Well, when his swelled up it got all gnarly looking. That's a cock." "So mine doesn't swell up enough for you?" "Jesus, you really are a little boy some times." "I'm sensitive about that kind of thing." "Okay, listen. First off, I'm with you and, I might add, your beautiful dick. Secondly, yours is only the second one I've ever seen, touched, or had inside me. It's also the first one I ever sucked. Furthermore, yours is the only one I've ever had in my ass." "That's 'cause it's smaller. Huh?" "No. In fact, I hesitate to tell you this, cause you'll just strut around for a few months, but yours is bigger than my first boyfriend's COCK." "But if mines bigger, why don't you call it a cock?" "Because, when I'm at work, and I daydream, I dream about how beautiful your dick is to me. I think it's beautiful when it just hangs there, and I think it's very beautiful when it fills with blood and the head turns all dark. But it never gets gnarly." "Really?" "Really." "Do you want to play with my beautiful dick?" "No. Not tonight." "Are you agitated or peeved at me?" "No. You're a guy. I have two brothers so I know what guys are like." "But I'm not going to get any sex tonight?" "I didn't say that. I said I didn't want to play with your dick." "Well what then. Do you want me to go down on you?" "Always." "And that's it?" "Nope." "I don't get it." "I want to have sex. I just want to do it a certain way." "Huh?" "I want to have sex at the balcony's sliding glass door." "Huh? Why?" "So he can see us." "That's twisted." "I know, but the thought of him watching you eat my pussy, or having you face fuck me, while he watches, makes me want to pee my pants with excitement." "So you want me go down on you, and then you want me to fuck your face, and all for the benefit of that guy who lives across the courtyard who may or may not be watching?" "You got it." "Holy crap. No wonder I love you so." "I know. I'm one kinky bitch and you won the lottery the night we met." "Hey. I'm not such a bad catch." "Didn't say you were." "But I'm not as kinky as you are, am I?" "Nope. Now, don't you think it's time to feed?" "Sure do." "Good, then stand right here. Now, let me take off this t-shirt. No, no. Let me do it?" "Why?" "Cause he's watching. Can you imagine his dick must be hard as granite watching me undress you?" "Are you undressing me for his benefit or mine?" "All of us silly." "Just pull my gym shorts off. I'm not wearing a jockstrap." "Oh fuck. Just look at that beautiful dick." "Very funny." "No. I mean it. After you eat my pussy, I'm going to let you fuck my face 'til I pass out. But I want you standing sideways so he can see it ramming in and out of my mouth." "Jesus, baby. Quit talking like that, or I'll spontaneously ejaculate on the spot." "Okay. On one condition." "What?" "You kneel down so I can undress and let him see me." "Are you sure?" "I'm sure. I'm so hot thinking about it, you will probably only get your tongue up my twat for a second or two and I'll blow like a whale breeching." "Oh good. You gonna squirt." "You bet." "Take your shorts off first." "Plan to." "There. Perfect. Now spread your legs, Jesus girl. You're dripping like a leaky faucet." "I know. NO. Don't you dare put your tongue there until I tell you to." "Why. You're ready to explode." "I know. But he hasn't seen my boobs yet." "God you gonna let him see your boobs?" "Yup." "Oh goody. No bra again today." "Nope. I didn't want to prolong this episode. I wanted him to, oh god, oh Jesus. I told you to wait." "Oh yeah. Just like that. No, no, put your tongue back on my clit. Oh fuck. Fuck. I'm gonna cum already." "Oh god. Let me at least squeeze my boobs. Oh god. That feels so glorious. Go. Go. Yes, yes yes, Oh fuck me Maggie. Fuck me, that's it. Now... " ∙ "Christ almighty. You near 'bout drowned me. Hey. Are you okay?" "Barely. I don't think I can move." "You don't have to. All you have to do is sink down to your knees." "Oh good. The brute's back in town." "Down bitch. I'm about to violate your esophagus." "Go easy, will you." "Not a chance." "No. I don't care if you wreck my face. Just make it last long enough for him to get off." "Oh. I forgot about him. Then turn sideways." "Do I look enough like a supplicant?" "You look like a choir boy at the alter." "A choir boy with boobs. Hmmm." "I meant kneeling like that." "Fuck me father, for I have sinned." "You bet my child. Now open wide. That's right. Just like that." "Wait." "WAIT! Why?" "I want you to come on my face when you come." "Whatever turns you on." "This turns me on. I can't believe I'm gonna let you fuck my face so this guy, this old guy across the way, can get off. I'm such a slut." "I know you are. It's your most endearing quality. Now, if you don't mind, shut the fuck up and take your medicine." "Yes doctor." ∙ The next day in the elevator. "Hi. Ughmmm... You're my neighbor across the courtyard aren't you?" "Yes." "Where you going with that suitcase." "I'm not going. I'm coming back." "Oh." "Yes. I've been in Paris on business for three days." "Oh... Ughmmm... Really... Hmmm... How nice." "Pardon?" "Sorry. Ughmmm... I've a bit of a raw throat. I said, how nice." "Oh." "So, are you back for a while?"