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Voyeurism

By: Eagle1



Last Wednesday...

This little adventure began six months after I'd arrived in Los Angeles.

I'd finished up my undergrad work at Tulane the spring before and decided I needed a major change in my life. I was twenty-one and feeling more or less directionless. On a whim I packed up everything I owned at the time and headed off to parts unknown. I think maybe I had always been heading for Los Angeles in the back of my mind. New Orleans, the city where I was born and bred, the jewel in the crown of the South, seemed tired and old to me. It wasn't the home I knew from my childhood and I couldn't imagine making a life there, nor could I imagine moving back to Colorado either.

I had heard from a friend of one of my frat brothers that his cousin was looking for a roommate to share rent on a place in Hollywood. Never having been to LA, I can tell you I had all sorts of illusions about what it was going to be like. Most of these had to do with me bedding all the models that were allegedly all over the town, as well as just generally being "discovered". Whatever the hell that means.

Reality is sometimes stranger than fiction.

Chuck was the name of my frat brother's cousin. And he accepted me as his roommate.

I'd shown up on his doorstep with nothing but my car, three suitcases, two boxes full of junk, a thousand bucks in a checking account, and a lot of good luck.

Chuck had his particular set of issues, of which there were many. He was an actor. You realize, of course, that in LA this is not an unusual thing. Everyone in LA is a writer, director or actor. Sometimes all three rolled into one. It really meant he was unemployed most of the time and tended bar to survive.

But this was good for me, for the most part anyway, because it meant he met a lot of girls.

During my first odyssey into this world of excess I had a succession of ten so-called girlfriends. All of whom were unemployed actresses or wannabe models. I had a new one for every month of the year. In reality they were each just long term overlapping sexual encounters with women who made their living working at coffee shops or waitressing in restaurants. There was no real substance. It should go without saying that no one in LA is in it for anyone other than themselves. Every person wants a little something from everyone else: the 'what can you do for me?' syndrome. I knew what they wanted: a fuck and an introduction to someone more important than myself. I could give them a real good fuck at least.

What did I want?

I didn't know at the time. I was living the life of Reilly. I'd gotten this sweet gig with a film producer at a studio, which meant I fetched his dry cleaning and read a lot of scripts. And didn't get paid much to do it. It was a job that, by itself, got me laid at least ten times and into dozens of free movies. So on balance it had its perks. But I was an early victim and becoming jaded as the glamour factor quickly started to wear thin.

The apartment Chuck and I shared was actually in Studio City in the Valley, near where Laurel Canyon and Ventura Boulevard met. It was a great little strip of bars and other odd assortments of nightlife. 

The apartment was a walk up though, on the third floor of a building, and thus had no elevator. In fact there were sixty-nine stairs up to my floor. No shit! Sixty-nine. From the sidewalk to the front door of my apartment. I'd actually had occasion to count them one day. So it's a good thing I went to the gym a lot, because there were some days when that hike damn nearly killed me.

And that Wednesday happened to be one of those nights.

It was December, which meant rain. Must've been an El Nino year or something 'cause on this particular night it was raining like someone had turned on a hose or something and, stupidly, I had forgotten to take an umbrella with me to work that day. I was soaked through and through by the time I put the key in the security door to the entry lobby.

What made the picture more complete was the fact that I had just gone shopping and was halfway home when the clouds burst.

Picture me walking up three flights, with sixty-nine stairs, carrying two soaked grocery bags. Thank god for paper and plastic or I would've lost it all somewhere along the way.

By the time I'd gotten to the kitchen and unpacked everything I was seriously irritated and hyper. Murphy's law I guess. I would have liked to vent my frustrations with someone, but Chuck was out bartending and I was on my own.

I pulled a beer out of the fridge and weighed my options for the evening's entertainment possibilities.

I was between steady chicks at the time.

Stephanie had broken up with me because she was now screwing this guy who had a pad up in the hills, more power to the bitch, and it was still about fifteen days before I would meet the spicy Erika for the first time at this happening little place on Sunset.

There just was not much going down in the entertainment department.

I guessed I could always head down to the bar and see what was what with Chuck. There were always good times to be had and plenty of women who hadn't experienced my charms yet. Still it was Wednesday night and morning came so early. But, man, a long hard fuck sounded so good.

On the other hand, I'd have to change into something respectable or at least decent and go back out into the rain, and then there was time spent chatting up some hottie before she'd let me in her bed, or agree to come into mine.

After careful deliberation, I decided I could wait until the weekend to get laid and settled on the next best thing: a porno and a good wanking.

Hindsight, as they say, is twenty-twenty.

After stripping down into just my boxers for maximum viewing comfort, I went to check the TV to see what was playing on the pay-per-view porn channels. Of course you can never find a mother-fucking thing when you want it. And like most men I can't do anything without the remote, so I searched for a good ten minutes before I remembered that it was on a bookshelf by the window in the living room.

I walked over to pick it up and I happened to glance out the window into the dark street when I noticed something that made me look again.

Bare ass.

Right there in front of God and everybody! And what an ass it was. Oh, yeah, baby. Damn fine, finger licking, slap your grandma good! Luscious and round, just a little too ample for the figure it was attached to, but made just the way I like 'em.

Did I mention it was stark mother fucking naked?

Now the ass may have caught my attention, but the rest of the body kept my eyes moving.

Whoever she was, her hands were moving up through her hair right then exposing her soft back. Teasingly the outlines of her ample breasts were to be seen hanging down from her front. They must've been nice big mounds. I wasn't sure from where she was standing, but it looked like she had a fine pair of long supple legs leading down from that gorgeous ass.

This image hung there perfectly framed in the window in a building almost directly across from mine, haunting my mind. The window was just a little lower than mine so that my line of sight was almost directly into her apartment. I could see pretty much everything.

My mouth was hanging open at this point, and I couldn't help but stare. It was like I was in sixth grade again and discovering naked women for the first time. The sun had set and her apartment lights were on, oblivious that the rest of the world could look in.

Glancing at some of the other apartments everyone seemed to have their shades drawn except me. Of course she couldn't see me, as her back was turned my way.

What the hell, I thought, if this bitch has got it, go ahead and flaunt it.

She held her position for a long time. She sure as shit wasn't getting dressed or anything. Her hands moved over her body, stroking herself, cupping her breasts. Maybe she was modeling for someone I couldn't see? At one point she even turned around and wiggled her ass like she was dancing to music I couldn't hear.

I was spellbound and couldn't move.

Inside the room, I couldn't see anyone else. The angle was just good enough that I could see her queen size bed. She moved over to the edge of the bed, facing me, her hand now moving down to massage her pussy. Her eyes were closed. That pussy looked puffy and red in the glare of her bedroom lights. It's amazing the kind of view that was available across that alleyway.

Then she sat down on the bed. She had her other hand around her left breast tugging and caressing it in her rising excitement.

Her mouth was partially open and she seemed to be moaning out while she played with herself. Like any male in my position, the sight transfixed me there, examining this woman getting it on with herself.

My breathing became heavier as she fingered her moistened clit. I couldn't quite see it from here, but I'm sure it was hard enough to cut glass. She pinched at her nipples, and then she slid a finger back and forth over that clit, with painful slowness finally sliding her finger down over her wet pussy lips. Oh, it was so mesmerizing, all pink and juicy.

Does she taste as good as she looked, I wondered?

The view was so incredible and my little Bruce Banner had long since become the Incredible Hulk. Eagerly, I pushed my boxers down, giving access of my raging hard-on to my willing hand. I squeezed out enough pre-cum to slick up my palm for the pleasurable duty and then began working up my cock.

Watching this woman fondle herself with her talented hands was making me so horny. And I'm so glad I didn't spend money on porn when I was getting this show for free.

As I watched she then inserted her third and fourth fingers into her hole. I raked my fingers up and down my shaft in unison to her actions. We both had our hands working our own equipment, frantically fucking ourselves. The only thing that would have made it better would have been to be together.

Eventually, she reached under her ass with her other hand and slid a finger deep in her pink rosebud of an asshole. Unbelievably, she started sliding in a second finger too. This woman was fucking her cunt and asshole simultaneously with only the benefit of her own fingers.

My own pace increased as I gripped the window ledge, moaning along with her, no longer caring who might see me standing there.

I saw her head fall back as her mouth fell open. My eyes took in the wail of her orgasm that my ears could not hear. Her eyes were still closed as she screamed out again and again for her own pleasure.

She had to have been cumming hard.

My own dick was pulsing, held back by sheer force of will. My hand was drenched in the clear, sticky, lubricating fluid of my pre-cum, which I seemed to be spewing now by the bucketful. Then she finished as the tension in her figure suddenly relaxed. Like a catalyst my cock sprayed out milky, white fluid just at that moment. Both our drenched hands continuing to fist ourselves until were completely spent.

Looking down I saw the mess that I had just made on my hands and on the floor.

When I looked up I found that her eyes were finally open and that she was looking right at me. I returned her gaze, somewhat sheepishly, standing there holding myself, not knowing what she was going to do.

She made not a single indication of whether she was surprised, angry or turned on. She simply got up off the bed, moved over to the window and closed the blinds.

Like that she was gone. And I was still all alone.

* * *

Last Thursday...

I called up Chuck the next day from work to ask him about it. He usually cruised in around three or four in the morning, after the bar closed, and consequently was never up before noon.

He knew instantly who I was talking about though.

"Score, dude!" he said, through a mouthful of something he was chowing down on, "I know the one, brunette, big ass, nice tits, right? Yeah, I know the one."

"So what's the story, dude?" I asked, casually, "Have you bagged her yet?"

"No man," he said, "I don't even know her. Every once in awhile I've seen her playing with herself. Sometimes there's a little more, but I've only seen her once or twice. Derek lives in her building, you remember him? He plays guitar down at the Derby? Anyway, he says her name is Diane."

Derek was the guy that Chuck scored our weed from and he was sort of a fixture in our lives, if just on the periphery. I ran into him a lot at parties around town.

"Derek says all that, huh?" I asked, curious.

"Yeah, dude," he told me, "She blew him or some shit like that at a party on the Fourth last summer."

That was pretty much all I got out of Chuck on that subject.

I had a lot to do that day, but the image of Diane, if that was indeed her name, stayed in my mind throughout the rest of the day. There'd been such a rush watching her play with herself when she didn't know I was looking, and even more when she had found out.

Some of my co-workers invited me out for drinks after work, but strangely I found myself making excuses to get home as early as possible. I was oddly fixated on the image of that particularly tender cunt, and all I wanted was to get inside it.

I made my way home through the tangled traffic of the city to arrive a little before seven o'clock.

I didn't even bother with dinner, I was so eager to get to the window. For a long time the place was dark, but just when I was about to give up hope the light came on.

I could see her beautiful oval face and full lips from across the space between our windows. She had a dark tan over her silky skin and a beautiful curvy figure. Most interestingly though was the fact that this Asian beauty was not Diane.

I didn't know who she was, but she crawled onto the bed and peeled off her tight shirt. The woman's breasts were firm and medium in size, smaller than Diane's, but perfectly shaped for her size. Each sported a delicate brownish pink nipple.

Then Diane came into view.

Without hesitation she grabbed the other woman's thighs and pulled down her jeans so that the other woman was in nothing but silky black panties.

The Asian woman looked nervous and there was a moment of hesitation, but Diane was drawn in, as was I, to the full lips of her conquest, so warm and inviting. 

Diane took her firmly by the chin and looked deeply into the other girl's eyes before lifting her face to her so that her questing tongue could enter the other mouth. Locking their lips together as their breathing became as one.

Diane was aggressive like a man, her kiss dominant and insistent. Pushing the Asian woman down onto her back, Diane climbed overtop of her.

Her hand moved down to finger the front of the Asian's panties. The Asian woman arched her back as Diane found the spots that would ignite her engine. Then teasingly her hand stroked up the curves of the tanned thigh, tracing from the knee to the place where the breast curved up from her chest, to run around the nipple. In moments the full pink lips of Diane had found their way down to the nipple, tongue teasing and torturing it.

The girl seemed to be mouthing something, it might have been a moan of pleasure or the line from a song, but it encouraged Diane to continue her explorations down the firm stomach, painfully slowly, until she reached the tops of the panties, teasingly biting them with her teeth.

Then just as quickly she crawled back up so that she was face to face with the woman beneath her. Their breasts one set covered and the other free, pushed together, relaxing for long moments in their mutual groping, enjoying the warmth and feel of each other's bodies.

Then they stared into each other's eyes, even closer now than before, their noses almost brushing together. This time the Asian took the initiative and pulled her head up to reach Diane's mouth. Regaining the upper hand, Diane came in slowly again, sliding her tongue between the other's lips, exploring the warm wet aperture of the other's mouth. The long tongue probed around in the Asian's mouth, seeking her tongue. They both opened their mouths and kissed deep, Diane getting her tongue down as far she could, playing with the other woman's. After a long heated session, Diane finally broke the lock. They were both hot and heavy.

Diane got up and slowly and pulled her tight dress up over her thighs, revealing more and more of her beautifully tanned skin and then further till it came up over her plump breasts revealing the two perfectly shaped melons. She sported a frilly white pair of panties.

The Asian woman moved her hands lovingly over the thighs and cheeks of Diane's ass. Then Diane pushed the other woman onto the bed, feeling up the explicit smoothness of the fine skin of the other woman's thighs.

Even I could see how wet her panties were clinging desperately to her. Diane used her hands to peel them down and away, revealing the gorgeous neatly trimmed bush of the other woman. The hair around her pussy so delicate that is seemed almost to have the blush of innocence.

It was a beautiful wet pussy. The Asian woman moaned as Diane's fingers wandered over the little swelling of flesh near the hard and swollen lips. Diane left the pussy for a while and concentrated her tongue on moving over the two tan ass cheeks and thighs. Her long tongue lashed out as she started to lick and gorge herself the cheeks of the ass. She alternated licking and biting lightly, then sucking on the skin or moving her tongue to lap at the woman like a cat at a saucer of milk.

Then the Asian woman arched her back so the she too could massage her ass and breasts with her hands in time to Diane's ministrations.

Diane continued kissing the woman's inner thighs, working her way alternately inwards to the crack positioned before her face. When she had reached her destination she parted the luscious puckered lips.

She seemed to refrain from placing her tongue on them and instead forced the other woman to arch even further so that she could probe her ass with her tongue.

Diane set to work in the space. Even though my angle was somewhat obscured, I could imagine the tight little rosebud sticking out. My dick ached to imagine what it must be like.

Diane continued to sniff and lick the opening. Then she opened her mouth and caressed the hole with her wet tongue, in long wet stokes. She pushed hard with her tongue against the opening but even though she had stretched the cheeks wide with her hands, she could not get her tongue past the taut sphincter. 

Perhaps a little disappointed at her failure, there were now no more games.

Diane held the woman's silky thighs firmly and pushed her tongue in the wet lips of the other woman's pussy, with all her might, slow at first then harder and harder until she was fucking her cunt with her long tongue. The other woman appeared to cry out with joy and started pushing back down in rhythm. Her pussy clenching around the long and hot tongue. Diane pulled out of it and licked up and down the entire outer surface of her pussy.

She then opened up the slit with her two forefingers and exposed the almost brilliant pinkness of the pussy. Bright pink and thoroughly soaked in juices. Then Diane went for the little clit. The other woman visibly moaned in ecstasy as Diane went back to licking and sucking on it with her full lips.

The other woman appeared to cum, bucking against the bed as Diane's tongue became too intense and then yelled out in orgasm. As she did Diane stuck a finger deep in her pussy, probing around inside it.

She pulled the pretty face close to hers and looked deep into the other woman's oval eyes, kissing her softly on her pert little nose. The Asian woman closed her eyes and they kissed again, closed mouth at first and then both of them opened their mouths wide and played with each others tongues for another minute or so. When they reluctantly broke off they were both hot and horny again. Diane squeezed the Asian's ass cheeks and kissed down her neck, inching closer and closer to the pert breasts.


Voyeurism 101



I received an education when my husband and I began dating that has taken me and our sexual relationship to a different level and knocked out some old myths for me. I enjoyed watching X-rated movies with him and thoroughly enjoyed the rewards afterwards and I have a few toys in my collection that get occasional use, but had no idea of the adventure I was about to encounter. I had always thought of myself as being a little on the wild side, but I have since figured out my idea of wild was really pretty tame, compared to what I have seen and done since we started dating. We had had many discussions about our fantasies and he wanted to give me the opportunity to explore some of them and see what would happen. He had always been a fan of the area strip clubs, and he wanted to take me out to one, so I could see what they were like.

There are no clubs in the area we live in, so after discussing it several times we decided to go to a club across the state line. The first time we went, we didn't even make into the parking lot – I couldn't do it (so much for the wild me). The second time the subject came up (a few months later), I made a vow to myself to throw caution to the wind and make it through the door of the club, although I had no clue what to expect and I was nervous. The club that we went to was more a bar and movie theater than a dance club, but if there was an itch to satisfy, it could probably be accomplished there. There were 4 movie theaters (1 for couples [locked entry, you had to have a key to get in], 2 co-ed, and 1 gay male), a bar area with about 10 tables, and 1 pool table. The "dance floor" was off the back of the pool room. 

We started off in the bar and got a drink and went first into one of the co-ed theaters. Not much was happening there, so we moved to the theater for Couples. When he unlocked the door, I was a little shocked by what I saw and heard. The walls of the room were lined with couches, and some in the middle of the room. On every couch, there were one or two couples engaged in various sexual activities, and you could hear passionate moans and sighs, as well as the more vocal participants. Since there was no room to sit without sharing space, we walked back through the bar and decided to see what was happening on the dance floor.

The room that held the dance floor was for Couples Only, and was not much bigger than a large-sized living room. There were 6 to 8 small tables with 4 chairs each on each side of the raised dance area (about 2 steps above floor level). The dance floor had mirrors on the back wall and was enclosed by a wood railing, which came into play a little later. We sat down with our drinks and started to soak up the atmosphere – the lights were low, and the music coming from the speakers had an erotic rhythm and beat encouraging those who wanted to dance to get close to their partners and others nearby. 

We sat at a table, mainly people watching and talking with each other, as we watched 7 or 8 couples dancing and enjoying the closeness of their partners. We didn't mean to stare, but what happened next surprised us and was a precursor of things to come. One of the ladies on the dance floor had been passionately kissing her partner and his hands were roaming all over her body, and still moving her body to the music, she unbuttoned his pants and slowly dropped to her knees and proceeded to fondle and kiss his hardening cock. With the other couples still dancing and doing their own thing, this lovely lady gave her partner an experience he wouldn't soon forget. She alternated stroking him with her hands and slowly taking his member deep into her mouth, and taking the orgasm he had to offer her. The erotic dance of this couple lasted through a few songs, and left the onlookers anxious for more. We didn't have to wait long. By the time their dance was finished, there were more couples on the dance floor in various stages of undress and involved in their own acts of passion.

Another couple on the dance floor was actually a trio. A gorgeous brunette with shoulder length hair was dancing with her significant other and a girlfriend (he was tall, had dark hair and an athletic build, and the girlfriend had long blonde hair and a very fit body). All three were very attractive and very into one another as they swayed together to the arousing music. As the brunette danced with her back to her man, he had his arms around her and was fondling her breasts with his left hand and stroking her pussy under her skirt with his right hand, and the two women kissed each other with growing passion and complete abandon. He pulled her tank top down to expose her large, firm breasts, and the blonde moved down to take each of the brunette's perky nipples in her mouth in turn. 

As this dance was progressing, the man moved out from behind the brunette and positioned her at a break in the wooden railing. We hadn't seen it before, but the frame of the railing had wrist straps attached to it to the top of it, and as the blonde continued sucking on the brunette's nipples and massaging her breasts, he took the hands of the brunette and slipped them into the straps so she could have something to hold on to, and proceeded to straddle her legs over his and positioned himself that he could enter her pussy with his cock. As he stroked his cock in and out of his lover, the blonde continued with more forceful kisses and playing with the brunette's breasts and used her fingers to stimulate the brunette's clit as she was being stroked with what appeared to be a very large cock. As the brunette got closer to climaxing, the blonde concentrated her efforts on rubbing the brunette's clit with her fingers as she moved up and down on the rock hard cock she was riding. The air in the room was electric as the brunette began to cum and her two partners rode every wave and hung on for the ride, unaware of anything around them.

The scene was so hot, and we watched in amazement, as we had never seen anything quite like this before. We knew the place got wild, but didn't expect a live sex show less than ten feet away from us. As we watched, my own pussy became moist and the feel of my husband's soft touch on my breasts made the voyeuristic experience even more enjoyable. The trio regained their composure and left to get a drink at the bar (or maybe to take care of the blonde, who appeared to be waiting patiently for her turn). But the fun wasn't over yet.

I turned to face my husband and we shared a few hot, wet kisses because of what we had just witnessed. He was rock hard and I stroked his penis through his shorts, as he eased his finger through the leg of my shorts to touch and my rub my wet pussy lips. I adjusted myself and leaned backed in my chair and he put two fingers in my vagina and stroked them in and out of my throbbing pussy, building my excitement higher. He pulled away, and put his fingers in my mouth so I could get a taste of my juices. I closed my lips around his fingers and took in the heady aroma and proceeded to lick every bit off his fingers. I held his wrist in my hand and took his fingers deep into my mouth and sucked on them like they were his cock, locking my eyes with his as I moved his fingers slowly in and out of my mouth and ran my tongue up and down the length of them for few minutes. We both knew it was the beginning of a very sexually charged evening for us.

Out of the corner of my eye, I noticed another couple to the right of us at a table in the corner that had been affected by the trio's dance as much as we had. They were both sitting in their chairs facing each other, and I could tell they were both very tall. The man had light brown hair and a rugged, handsome face and large hands. The woman had dark blonde hair that went to the middle of her back and a very beautiful face, with large dark eyes that were completely focused on him. She had slim body with medium sized firm breasts that begged to be sucked on. She was wearing a denim miniskirt and a light colored tank top that left little to the imagination. He was leaning back in his chair and she had unbuttoned his jeans and took his member out and began stroking it with both hands. She bent forward and started to run her tongue around the head of his cock while she continued to stroke him with her hands. His cock was about 8 or 9 inches long and fairly thick, and he leaned back and enjoyed the attention he was getting. He had one of his hands on the back of her head and he was gently guiding her as she took him completely into her mouth, holding on to each side of his chair for a little support. I watched her move her mouth up and down on his cock, and he was in complete ecstasy. 

She must have known what would trigger him to explode because she stopped after several minutes, stood up from her chair and proceeded to straddle her legs on either side of his chair, and lowered herself onto his waiting cock. As she was changing her position, she happened to look around the room and locked eyes with us. She gave us a sexy smile, and continued on with what she what doing, unaware that she had now become the center of attention, and most of the eyes in the room were on her. As his cock entered her pussy, her head leaned back and she moved herself up and down with a rhythm that kept time with the music that was playing. As she rode him in the chair, he brought his large, muscular hands up to play with her breasts, raising her tank top for all to see that wanted to. 

He ran his hands over her firm breasts and rolled the nipples through his fingers before rising up to her and taking the right breast in his mouth, and then the left. She continued to move herself up and down on his cock and their breath began to get labored as they both got closer to their orgasms. As they started to move together at a quicker pace, I unzipped my husband's pants and took his cock into my mouth because I knew it wouldn't take much for him to reach an explosive orgasm. I moved my hot mouth up and down the length of his cock as he watched the couple in the corner as she rode her man in complete oblivion. As the couple sped up their strokes to reach their peak and they both began to cum at the same time, he couldn't hold back and he coated my throat with a hot creamy load of cum. As they finished riding their wave of pleasure, I swallowed his whole load without spilling a drop. 

All of this was a little too much for us to take, as we were not regular pursuers of public attention during private moments. After we left the room, we decided to go ahead and make the hour drive home to take advantage of everything our eyes had taken in that evening. The ride home gave us a chance to talk about everything we had seen at the club and how hot it was to watch everyone getting lost in complete lust without any thought to who might be watching, which was a turn-on in itself. As he navigated the drive, I found myself rubbing my breasts and my pussy through my shorts to keep the feeling going until we got home. I couldn't take too much of that, so I wiggled out of my shorts and panties, put one leg up on the dashboard, and began rubbing my fingers up and down my soaked lips, around and on top of my clit, and inserting my fingers in my vagina as we drove down the highway, not caring who might see into my window. He managed to drive with one hand and massage my exposed breasts at the same time, until I reached one of the best self orgasms I had ever had in my life. How we made it home without wrecking the car was amazing to me.

Once we got home, he was ready to get a full taste of my juices that had been teasing him throughout the evening. We barely made it in the door before undressing each other, and he sat me down in the rocker recliner, spread my legs and dove in. He ran his tongue lightly over my clit and pushed two fingers into my vagina, meeting no resistance because I was soaked from cumming. As the smell intoxicated him, he licked and sucked my clit and pussy lips with more force, which excited me even more. I climaxed again within minutes and he lapped up my juices, while his hands were still rubbing all over my pussy and his fingers on the inside of my cunt walls. Before I was done with my orgasm, he stood up and held my legs against his shoulders and slid his rock hard cock into me and filled me up as I finished riding my wave of ecstasy. He pumped his cock in and out of my pussy slowly so I could come down from my rush a little and he knew I was close to being spent completely. He put my legs down and we managed to switch spots, with him sitting on the chair. I straddled the chair and guided his cock into my pussy again and we used the rocking motion of the recliner and slowly rocked to a final shared orgasm to top off a night filled with new experiences that were the beginning of an exploration of voyeurism, and the realization that public sex was extremely erotic and fun. 

Wonder what will happen when we decide to get into the act...



Voyeurism



Almost reluctantly, Diane stood up and slipped off her white panties. Then she sat down on the bed next to the other woman.

The Asian woman brushed her fingers along Diane's ample soft breast, lingering to run her fingers over the hardness of the erect nipple. Then she leaned in and they kissed each other again, the Asian pausing from time to time to lick a little at Diane's lips, playfully seeking to invade. Diane kissed her back, firmly, but then allowing her admission into the warm intensity of her mouth again. They locked lips passionately for another few minutes, lashing tongues; both of them getting hotter and hotter, until, reluctantly, the Asian woman broke off the exchange. 

Casually, the Asian woman stroked Diane's thigh, from all the way up to her hipbone and back. Diane's pleasured breath increased even though she appeared to try and relax. 

The Asian woman slowly raised her finger to Diane's chin and turned her beautiful face to her so that she was looking into her eyes, all the while continuing to stroke her thigh gently. Then she moved from the outside to the inside, enjoying the warm inner side of the skin as it drifted up to Diane's pussy.

The Asian woman's look was one of hunger. She moved slowly over to Diane and pushed her backwards onto the bed until she was lying flat. Then the Asian woman stepped back, he eyes lingering over Diane as she bumped into a bureau near the bed. As if that shocked her back into reality. She quickly moved back onto the bed near Diane's legs, and then moved to straddle Diane, sitting on her lap. Her knees were around Diane's thighs. The Asian woman reached out her hand and pushed the hair out of Diane's face.

Diane just held the other woman with her arms, feeling up her back. Leaning down onto Diane, the other woman's breasts fell into Diane's face and she allowed them to press against her taking them into her mouth to enjoy. Diane leaned her head forward and kissed the magnificent cleavage before her. She did this gently, her soft lips presses lightly on the skin and gave the Asian woman a hint of her hot tongue. She kissed her way slowly around each breast and on to her neck, all while massaging her back with her hands. She left the hard nipples and breasts that were crying for attention and paid attention to every other part of her magnificent upper body, feeling it and stroking, kissing it. 

The Asian woman wrapped her thighs closer and tighter around Diane's hips and then began to ground her own hips down against Diane.

Diane kissed and bit lightly on her neck. Then she licked her way down from her neck, to her left breast, licking around the nipple, teasing it and then moved to the right one. The other woman's nipples were rock hard, but still Diane resisted touching them until she was ready to. The Asian woman hung onto Diane's arms, as Diane came closer to her swollen nipples. 

Finally Diane gave in and set to work on her left nipple. She touched it playfully with the end of her tongue. The Asian woman was jolted slightly, the sensation shooting through her highly aroused body and she opened her mouth to moan loudly. She looked down at Diane who was smiling back up at her. 

Diane had the nipple in her mouth and she continued to suck on it. The other woman pressed herself closer to Diane's mouth and cradled the beautiful head to be breast. Diane licked on her nipple, sucking it and lashing it with her tongue. She removed her right hand from the other woman's back and massaged the other woman's right breast as she continued sucking. Then when she had enough, she changed sides, giving the right breast some attention with her lips and tongue. 

Diane continued her breast sucking for a good five minutes while the other woman got hotter and hotter, grinding her hips down on Diane. Diane continued sucking and squeezed her ass cheeks and pulling the Asian woman even closer to her. She licked up her cleavage and up to her chin. The Asian woman kissed Diane on the lips and then rose off her. Diane watched, feeling her own hard nipples as the Asian woman slowly masturbated her own hot thighs.

The Asian woman came over and sat next to Diane on the bed again, smiling at the other woman's sensual gaze. Diane took the Asian woman's hand and placed it on her creamy thigh. The Asian woman stroked the thigh softly, staring into Diane's face. 

The Diane kissed her lightly on the lips and then moved the other woman's hand up her thigh and onto her pussy, moaning as Diane ran her hand through the silky hairs of her trimmed bush. Diane let her head fall back as she let out a moan. She then took the Asian woman's hand from her pussy and licked and sucked on her fingers, then placed those wet fingers back onto her cunt lips. The Asian woman's fingers appeared to find the hard clit and rubbed it in a slow circular motion for a few minutes. Then Diane arched her back in delight and opened her legs a little wider. The Asian woman kissed her neck and squeezed her breasts with her free hand. Then she went lower and felt the two pussy lips that were incredibly soft and moist and parted them with her fingers, playing with the raw flesh. 

She pressed her long middle finger between Diane's wet lips. After a slight resistance, the finger slipped into the tight depths. Both of them moaned in unison. Diane's muscles gripped at the finger as it began to slide in back and forth. The Asian woman put her finger in as far as it would go and Diane thrust her hips forward onto the finger in ecstasy. 

The Asian woman withdrew and for her second round pushed two fingers inside the pussy hole. Diane was so wet by this point that her fingers slipped easily inside, into the tight depths, and she twisted her fingers around a little, exploring the tight cunt, then thrusting her fingers in and out. She continued fingering Diane for a few minutes, enjoying the wonderful body before her and then finally Diane withdrew the other woman's dripping fingers and licked on her own juices. The other woman joined in and they both licked Diane's cum off the Asian woman's hand, cleaning all of it off. As the sucked, Diane's tongue caught onto the other's, licking around the sticky finger and engaged in yet another long, hot, deep kiss. Diane sucked on the Asian woman's tongue in a frenzy.

The Asian woman kissed her back, exchanging the saliva and pussy juice between them and savoring the other beauty's soft and full lips.

Diane pushed the other woman off the bed and onto knees. The Asian woman kneeled between Diane's wondrously creamy thighs and proceeded to lick the inside on them, working her way up to the delicate pussy. She buried her face in there and inhaled what I'm sure was a wonderful smell, reaching out her tongue to get at the hard clit with, brushing and then finally sucking on it with her lips. Then repeating the process over and over again. Diane cried out and squeezed her breasts in her hand, head thrown back in ecstasy.

The Asian woman ate her like she I wanted to, her tongue slowing down and rotating on the juicy clit in circles and then after about fifteen times, she sucked on it, beginning the process again. 

The Asian woman's tongue then stuck into the pink depths of the pussy itself. She put her fingers on the lips and pried them open wide. Her fingers were so saturated with body fluids the slipped from their hold at first. Patiently, she tried again and held them open, the pink and juicy aperture before her. Diane stroked the back of the woman's head like I do when a woman is blowing my, and she pushed her firmly into her steamy sweet center. The Asian woman satiated herself on the hole, pushing her tongue in and fucking it.

The Asian woman let the pussy lips fall back and took the left between her soft lips, sucking on the flesh.

Then she pulled onto the juicy left pussy lip, stretching it back and then letting it go, then again repeating this with the right lip then again with the other lip. She reached back between her own legs and began to stroke herself at the same time. 

Then the Asian woman went back to Diane clit and sucked on it hard. Someone had to be about to cum by this point; I know I was ready too.

Diane clamped her thighs around the other woman's head and cried out. She must have be having a mighty orgasm in the other woman's face, because she worked hard to receive the flood of juice in her mouth, but it started to dribble down her chin. She kept licking and sucking nonetheless.

Diane was still rigid for a long minute in the throes of orgasm and then finally she began to calm down. The other woman kept licking her but began to slow down as Diane relaxed on the bed after the end of the powerful orgasm. Then the Asian beauty got to her feet, pussy juice dripping down her chin and lips, looking flushed and heated, her nipples poking stiffly out.

The Asian woman lay down softly on the bed next to Diane, laying an arm over her protectively. Diane moved to her to clean up her pussy juice from the other woman's face, licking at it with her tongue, starting with her chin, which had the most, and finishing on the lips that were also covered. Diane licked and kissed the other woman, then rolled on top off her so that the Asian beauty was pinned beneath her. Diane's voluptuous breast and thighs bore down on the other woman, and she continued to kiss her deeply, still cleaning up all the juices off her face.

The Asian woman leaned in for another hot kiss and they both began to play with each other's tongues as they had before. The Asian woman caught Diane's nipple and sucked on it hard, then Diane did the same to her.

Their lovemaking went on for a long time later into that night, each rousing the other and then bringing them back down.

For the first time I was able to tear myself away from the sight before me as the passion of the encounter ebbed into a calmer arousal.

The wet spot on my jeans and moistness I could feel in my boxers was enough to confirm for me that I'd cum in my pants watching them together.

As I went to the bathroom to clean myself up all I could think was how much this was torture, and how much I was enjoying it.

* * *

Last Friday...

I struggled to get through my duties on Friday. It was party night. Any other Friday in the world I would be out buying condoms because I knew I'd be getting laid before the night was over.

Tonight I couldn't seem to take my mind off Diane. I began to feel like I was some kind of stalker or something. I wanted to fuck this girl. She was like something I knew was just out of reach and that made me want to slip inside her pussy even more.

There was only one person I knew who could get me her number and that was Derek.

"Dude, I'm glad you called," came Derek's voice from my cell phone, shouting to be heard over the racket in his apartment, "I got some really good stuff, its gold man! Just came in from Mexico."

"No, man," I said, raising my voice as well, "I don't want to score any weed. I need a favor."

"What can I do you out of?" he shouted.

"Chuck said you know a girl that lives in your building," I said.

"I know lots of girls in my building, dude," he retorted jokingly, "You know what I'm saying?"

"Yeah, I got your number," I replied to his self satisfied tone, "The one I'm looking for goes by the name of Diane, on the third floor."

"Oh, yeah," he said, pausing, "Now I got you, bro. Mmmm, yeah she's a fine piece of ass that one."

"You been there bro?" I asked him.

"A couple of times, man. When she's in the mood. She knows how to work a dick," he said, loudly emphasizing every syllable of the last sentence.

"You got her number?" I asked.

I wrote down the number he gave me.

"She's a slut, dude," he told me, "And she likes pussy more than she likes dick."

"I'm a big boy," I replied, "I can handle it."

"Suit yourself, dude," he said with a snicker, "I can tell you gotta get yourself some. I can hear it in your voice. Good luck with that."

I hung up on Derek and pondered what I was going to say to her. I'm the dude that has been watching you from across the alley? But I immediately tried the number Derek gave me. All I got was her machine. I left a somewhat disjointed message and my number. All I could do was go home and wait for her to return my call.

I'm sure I sounded like a total random asshole.

By the time I'd got to the apartment, I'd weighed my options a couple of times. Yes, I really wanted to sample her pussy, but not if it meant I had to wait around all damn night. How the hell did I know if she was even coming home just because she had been home the last two nights?

Besides it was Friday after all.

I took a shower and grabbed a bite to eat. This was Chuck's big night, and I usually went down to his bar for at least the first part of the evening. He could usually line up a couple of hard bodied fucks, or at least get the preliminary work out of the way. Bartenders are great wingmen.

I was going to get laid that night one way or the other. It was getting on eight o'clock and I was just slipping on my leather jacket when I happened to glance over at Diane's window.

She was definitely home, and she was definitely not alone.

On her hands and knees she was giving some lucky guy one hell of a blowjob.

There were fewer lights on than usual, but I could just make out the contended face of the man whose dick was in her mouth: Derek. So, that stupid fuck was the reason she'd decided not to return my call. And I guess I'd been just the person who'd reminded him of her existence.

Stupid fucking me.

My cock twitched in my boxers and it became heavier as it slowly stiffened. She was positioned in just such a way that I could see Derek's erect cock in her hands. I could watch her go down on him, taking his dick into her mouth in long bobbing strokes. It was a blowjob that didn't seem to be ending anytime soon. But I stood there massaging my dick, wishing it was me instead of Derek.

Sucks to have the cheap seats, I guess.

Diane stood up and moved onto the bed to straddle Derek, teasing his prick with her cunt. Oh, man, the bitch was going to bone him. I was such the fucking asshole in this situation.

Then the main event commenced.

He positioned his cock underneath her, and she slowly slid herself down the length of his shaft until he was balls deep inside her. Then leisurely, bit-by-bit, she worked up and down, building a rhythm. He put his two hands beneath her on the cheeks of that incredible ass and guided her up and down his shaft.

And she rode him like he was a bronco, rocking the bed and spearing herself over and over again on his spear.

I unzipped my fly and put my hands inside my boxers. If I couldn't play the game, I could at least enjoying playing with myself, and I reached down with my other hand to massage my balls at the same time.

Just as I was really feeling the orgasmic buzz, she suddenly got up off him and moved to the window. They didn't look like they had finished or anything, maybe they had realized the window was open, I dunno, but she moved right up to the window and then she saw me standing there.

I must've looked a sight, silhouetted by the light from my apartment, standing there, my boxers pulled down, stroking my johnson to its full glory.

As her gaze met mine, those large melon sized tits hanging down in front of her were too much for me, so I shot my load off, hitting the window. I was momentarily embarrassed but turned on nonetheless.

She moved away from the window for a second.

Then I heard the phone ring.

I walked over and picked it up.

"Hello?" I asked.

"Apartment 303," a sexy female voice said, "The front door is busted so just come up."

The click on the other hand made it clear that she'd just hung up.

I paused for a minute to think this all through. Then I realized I didn't need to think it through and the fact that I had just stood there stupidly for one minute was one minute longer before I got inside this chick.

I raced to my room and discovered I was out of condoms, so I hurried to Chuck's room instead and grabbed the emergency pack I knew he kept in his dresser drawer and sprinted down the sixty-nine steps of my building and over to hers. I was very much in shape, but I was panting heavily by the time I knocked on her door.

Derek opened it and he wasn't wearing anything but a smile.

"Come on in," he motioned stepping out of my way, "I was just getting her warmed up for you, man."

"Yeah," I said, a little too irritated, "I could see that." 

"No hard feelings, dude," he said, offering me his hand.

I shook it reluctantly.

"Good," he told me, "Now I've got some great weed in the other room. And dude, what're you waiting for? Get your dick out cause she's ready for us."

No one needed to tell me twice and I had my clothes off faster than lightening.

Diane was in the other room waiting for us and she put us both to work right away. Derek and I performed our task with pleasure, kneeling beside her, letting our hands move lovingly over her body, caressing her for several long minutes at a time.

Diane was even more gorgeous in full light. She was absolutely beautiful.

She got up and reached out and slipped her arms around our backs, pulling herself close to us. I felt her breasts press into my muscled chest. I put my right arm around her back and dropped my left hand down to gently cover her pussy. She raised her mouth to mine and gave me a full, wet kiss. Derek put his arms around her shoulders and began kissing her throat, then up her neck to her chin and on to her cheek. I moved my kisses downward and Diane switched to give Derek the full pleasure of her mouth. Back and forth we went, exchanging kisses with her and tantalizing her body with our affections. It must have been like watching a tennis match, the way Diane's lips alternated between Derek's and mine. After a while, we each settled on a favorite breast and poured on the attention. We were licking and tugging on the various parts of her luscious body. The whole time my fingers were massaging her pussy, rubbing her clitoris frantically while we feasted on her breasts. Occasionally, Derek's fingers would join mine in sliding between her wet lips and penetrating her body. Soon Diane was shaking in our arms, her ass bucking as she came on our hands. She gasped and whimpered for the duration of her orgasm, then relaxed for a moment before plopping herself on the end of the bed and collapsing onto her back.

"Oh, Jesus," she whispered contentedly, "You guys are awesome."

I smiled at her and knelt onto the mattress, but Derek headed for the bathroom, saying something about not having had a chance to piss for a while. Before the door closed, Diane and I were kissing. She held my cheek in her hand and looked into my eyes.

We exchanged another moist kiss.

"I have an idea," she told me, "Lie down with your head at the end of the bed."

I did as instructed while Diane moved out of the way and onto her knees. She gripped the base of my hard manhood before plunging her moist lips over the head, taking as much as she could fit into her mouth.

I gasped for air as I was engulfed in her warmth, fulfilling the fantasy of my week. I had watched her perform this on Derek and thinking back to that alone made me feel like exploding.

I lifted myself up on my hands and watched Diane's head bobbing rapidly between my legs. I parted them slightly to let her have access to my testicles, which she grasped eagerly with her other hand, letting her fingers dance gently over them. I let out soft moans and lightly pumped my hips upwards.

"You are so good at this," I moaned to her, "Too damn good."

I grunted and fell back onto the bed, digging my fingers into her hair.

But just as soon as I was really getting into it, she stopped sucking me and slipped off the bed. She saw my frown and smiled back.




Voyeurism



"Be patient," she admonished and came to the foot of the mattress. 

Kneeling on the bed, Diane crawled over me, brushing her breasts past my face, down my chest, and resting them against my abs. She positioned herself in the classic sixty-nine, lowering her mouth onto my engorged cock, her pussy right over my face, its slit glistening wet. I went for it hungrily, clasping my hands onto her ass and pulling her pussy down so I could feast on it. The burning heat of her touched my lips and my tongue slid out, licking her eagerly, working itself into the folds of her lips, prying them open to taste her delicious juices. As I devoured her, my hands caressed and squeezed her behind, ran up her back, circled underneath to clutch her breasts, then came back to her succulent ass and started the cycle over again. Slowly Diane's hips began to rock, sliding herself around on my face. While doing this, she pleasured my iron rod more aggressively, gliding her mouth up and down over me faster, and gently kneaded my engorged balls with her fingertips. Then my hips started to pump, thrusting my cock into her throat, and I added my hands to the task of pleasuring her, a thumb on her erect clit and another rubbing into her rosebud, making her moan around my shaft. We were about to pick up the pace when everything changed.

Something warm brushed through my hair and I lay my head back to discover that it was the thick, leathery bag of Derek's scrotum. He was standing at the foot of the bed, his hands holding onto Diane's hips while the underside of his cock rubbed along the crevice between her ass cheeks. He pulled back slowly and soon I was confronted with the sight of his fully erect manhood as it slipped off her ass cheek and bounced rigidly in the air above my face. His hand then wrapped tightly around the base and he used it to point his massive member towards Diane's damp pussy. The swollen head moved closer to her luscious folds and I quickly slid my thumbs down either side of her labia, pulling them apart for him.

"What's going on?" asked Diane, slipping her mouth from my member, but Derek replied without words.

He pushed the head of his dick into her at that moment and got her undivided attention. She was so wet that he managed to slide himself all the way into her in the next second, giving a loud grunt of pleasure as he did so. He wasn't a particularly big boy, about average. No where near as large as me.

But she exclaimed, "Oh!" all the same.

Derek's hips started thrusting, pumping the shaft of his cock back and forth into her expectant pussy. I just lay there, enjoying the show. It was like a really close porn shot, seeing his dick sliding back and forth into her beautiful pussy. Each time he thrust into her, his balls would press against her. The action of his fucking shook her whole body, making Diane gasp with each act of penetration. Soon they were locked into the deep rhythm of sex, his hands gripping her hips, pulling her ass hard against himself. 

Amazingly, Diane managed to turn at least some of her attention back to my dick, taking it once again into her mouth and pleasuring me passionately. I decided to reciprocate by sliding my hands between her chest and my stomach and grabbing her breasts, kneading them fully with my hands and squeezing her nipples. Then I returned my attention to her clit, flicking it. Soon Derek was bucking, pounding into Diane, his balls coming dangerously close to my forehead.

I brought my other hand up over her ass so I could use a finger to probe her anus. Derek's thrusts had worked a lot of her lubricant around the aperture, so my index finger slid easily into her, and I turned it around inside her ass. Already her rectum was quaking as another orgasm welled up inside her loins, making her pussy shudder. I could see the way her hole began to clamp around his erection and I felt her mouth slip from my cock and her hand take over as she let out a cry of ecstasy.

"Derek!" she cried, "Oh God, Derek! I'm cumming! Fuck me!"

At her words he began pumping faster, slapping his thighs against her ass, pistoning his cock towards her waiting cervix. I could feel his swollen erection moving through the wall of her rectum. I wondered if he could feel me pressing against his cock?

"Diane!" he called out in response, "Unngggg, God, I'm gonna cum!"

I pulled my hands from Diane's ass and let my head fall back, watching his condom wrapped dick pumping deep into Diane's mound. He was grinding against her more and more rather than thrusting in and out, so I knew his climax was imminent. I heard a muffled groan from above.

Meanwhile, Diane continued to stroke the base of my member with her thumb and forefinger while she shuddered in spasms of orgasmic delight. Her whole body seemed to be experiencing the fervor of her climax. Her loins quivered as her pussy clamped hard. The intensity of her moans and cries excited me. Through all this, she still managed to pleasure my shaft, bringing the whole event closer to a complete three-way explosion.

What pushed me over the edge was realizing that, after several seconds, Derek was still cumming and that his semen was suddenly flowing out around the sides of his cock. White fluid spread out over her labia. The condom must have broken. The sight of this made me imagine how much he must have spilled inside here, flooding her. At the same moment Diane plunged her mouth back down over my erection. The arousal of watching their climax, together with the spreading warmth of her mouth on my manhood, made me explode. My hips flew upwards, driving the head of my dick into the back of her throat. And it was still only half way in. Her fingers massaged my big balls in their tight sack, kneading the seed and coaxing it through my dick and she drained me.

Derek's cock grew soft and he slowly withdrew it from our lover's pussy, which remained parted afterwards. We stirred and moved to more comfortable positions on the bed. Diane flumped onto her back, crashing her head into a stack of pillows. She clamped both hands firmly over her pussy and squeezed tightly, raising her ass and causing her whole body to shudder as she thought about the incredible passion she had just experienced.

"Oh God, that was so fucking good!" she said aloud, then collapsed, panting and sighing.

I rolled over next to her and Diane looked right into my eyes. She knew what I was thinking and as I rolled onto my back again, she moved on top of me and prepared to lower herself down onto my semi stiff cock. Diane straddled my hips and gave me a few strokes to firm me up for penetration. She held my growing erection in her hand, rubbing the tip playfully over her wet cum soaked slit. I loved sloppy seconds. And Diane closed her eyes and licked her lips as she suddenly forced herself onto my rigid cock. The overwhelming sensation of being consumed by her fiery center forced me to let out a stifled gasp of pleasure. With a single, aggressive motion, I was complete engulfed by Diane. Her hole burned with intensity. We were joined on the bed, Diane atop me, leaning forward with her hands on either side of my shoulders, breasts slightly swaying, her nipples just brushing my chest.

The silence in the room was liquid, like being slowly immersed.

Diane held herself atop me, resting her ass on my thighs, feeling the burning length of my rod buried within her ravenous slit. My balls pressed against her anus, her searing juices flowed slowly down over them. I raised my hands to her shoulders, caressing them, sliding down over her arms, then back up, then down her chest. I let them fall over her breasts, clutching them with the nipples in my palms, and kneading them. Diane's eyes never broke from mine as her hands tore mine away from her body and intertwined our fingers. Our palms pressed together as she used them to support her weight while she began to rock back and forth. We were finally moving together and I was completely in her power.

We established a smooth rhythm of fucking; Diane's rocking hips causing my johnson to piston inside her. Her breasts swayed in response to the motion, bringing them closer to my hungry mouth, but still too far to satiate my hunger. I drew my knees up a little and began lifting her with my hips, which made her lean forward. Our hands were still intertwined and our fingers were turning white, but we continued to brace each other. Now her ample bosoms were within sight and I brought my head up to feast. Diane's skin was softest on her breasts. The creamy smooth skin and rough nipples called to me and I sampled each one carefully. Licking the body of one breast, kissing the other. Drawing circles around the areola of one and tugging the nipple of another with my teeth. Finally taking as much of one into my mouth as I could, soaking it. The feel of her skin, combined with scent and taste of her sweat, was so sensual.

I wanted more of her.

By now our arms were giving out and Diane heaved her breasts onto my chest. She slipped her head down to kiss my cheek, and then drew the tip around the shell of my ear, down over my throat and neck, then finally up to my mouth. The kisses were even hotter and more passionate than before, now that we were finally joined. Her tongue plunged into my mouth and I savored the taste. I couldn't get enough of her and I clasped the back of her head with one hand, trying to pull her closer. Her body writhed against me, her nipples scraping my chest, her ass swaying, shifting itself around my cock, causing her pussy walls to tighten and relax. My heart beat faster and I slid my hands roughly down her neck, over her back and onto her sumptuous ass, clutching it tightly. In response she sat upwards and arched her back. Her breasts jutted out fully in front as she threw her head back and opened her mouth in a silent scream of pleasure before starting to pound her hips up and down onto my raging hardness. I fought back by pumping up quickly and passionately into her pussy while holding her bottom, bringing her womb closer to my tip. I was rushing towards climax when suddenly she stopped moving.

"No!" I cried out, "Please, please don't stop. Not now."

"Shhh, keep still," she admonished me.

Diane remained perfectly still while I nearly cried out, begging her to let me thrust into her. I needed this. I moved my hands forward to her chest, clasping her massive breasts, kneading them, thumbing her nipples, mashing them against her chest, grinding them, expending the erotic energy building inside me. Anything to make her give and let me thrust, but she remained adamantly still. Worse yet, teasing me, she dropped her hand behind her and slid it under her ass to clasp my balls. I almost yelled as she began to gently knead them, which only increased my urge to thrust up towards her uterus.

"You are a tease!" I told her.

Suddenly she raised herself almost all the way off of my cock and slammed her body back down the length of my almost ten inch dick. The searing heat and soft, velvety glove of her pussy nearly forced me to cum, but I held on.

Then we started moving again, settling back into our original rhythm. I looked into her soulful eyes as we fucked.

Except...we were being watched.

I was beginning to wonder what Derek was doing. He had been lying on the far side of the bed when we started, but I got so tied up in Diane that I wasn't aware of anything else after that, until he spoke.

"Damn man," he said, "You got a dick like a porn star. You're like John Holmes or something."

Derek had moved to the foot of the bed and had been watching us. He obviously liked what he was seeing: the thick, long shaft of my penis buried inside Diane's open, wet slit, which was ravenously devouring me.

I was aware of his stare, even as my own eyes drifted over the firm round tits jiggling in front of me. My impending orgasm was being hastened by the tremendous pounding my cock was receiving within her creamy thighs.

"Oh, yeah! Oh, yeah!" she screamed, "Oh! Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! Fuck me with that big cock!"

My incoherent mumbling were urgent in response, sounding my pleasure.

I had lost all sanity about five minutes ago and we'd been at it now like this for about fifteen. Everything was a test of my willpower to see if I could keep from cumming inside that moist pussy before she had reached her own climax.

My entire being had been consumed with thinking about each President of the United States and their terms of office, working backwards.

Anything to keep from shooting my load.

The light in the room framed her shapely torso against the window behind her. Through that window I could see the figure silhouetted in my apartment window across the way.

Derek was eagerly watching my cock slide in and out of her cunt.

And at that moment I was wracked by a pleasure so intense, as her spasming muscles gripped me, milking my cock with desperation and insistence. I no longer was able to reign in my iron will as my iron cock had taken complete control of my person. I let my hands drift down to her waist to massage her thighs and feel her body, running them over her ass and stomach, helping to pull and push her own movements more forcefully on my pulsating cock.

Her own hands went up to pull on her hair, working it into a frenzy as she tried to squeeze out every last second of her satisfaction.

I lost all reason as I shut my eyes and fell back onto the waiting pillow, shuddering. My balls tightened, ready to issue their hoarded seed. Then in a second it was over as my cum finally spilled into her, mixing with Derek's.

Then it was over. Still firm inside of her, she collapsed down into my arms, and I encircled her delicate body in my arms, my lips moving over hers in a passionate kiss.

I could see the hungry look in Derek's eyes as he moved in behind us, rubbing his cock to full attention as he approached. Diane saw me looking and craned her head back, smiling at him, and wiggled her ass a little. I could see him kneel on the bed and move up behind her, his hands stretched out to her shoulders. She rolled her head in pleasure as he kneaded them, working his hands down over her shoulder blades, following her spine and finally spread out to circle her hips and buttocks. Diane was swaying with him in a sensual, erotic dance, while he gently rested his erection against her lower back. Each sway brought the tip of his manhood further down along the split of her ass. Eventually he grasped the base of his cock and guided the tip downwards, flicking it teasingly over her rosebud several times, each stroke making her gasp slightly. Then I felt the tip of his head brushing the exposed parts of my own cock. He was smearing himself with Diane's lubricant, coating his member from side to side.

Derek watched as Diane raised her hips and my cock slipped out with a slurp. Derek was greeted by her wide open pussy, still hungry and waiting. He shifted his legs and hips, then plunged himself inside.

Derek pumped deeply into her, generating lubricant to coat his whole manhood, for minute, and then he pulled out, leaving Diane trembling. She dropped her hips and I quickly slipped my increasing hardness back inside her, not wanting her to feel empty. She was still shuddering as we joined once more, but I kept her still, caressing her face as we waited. Then she felt the tip of Derek's member pressing into her asshole. She breathed in a gasp. He let it rest there for a moment or two before gently pushing forward, nudging her sphincter. It parted, allowing him to penetrate. Diane's eyes widened and she took in another gasp of air. Derek began a gentle thrusting motion to work the lubricant around inside her, moaning over and over again. Each time his cock would slip inside a little further, then further, then further. Each penetration made Diane grunt or gasp. Now he was making long, smooth thrusts, pumping his shaft until he was completely inside her rectum. Then he went perfectly still.

The three of us were frozen like statues. I could feel Diane trembling above me, her breath ragged, her nipples gently resting against my chest. Derek's balls pressed right against mine. Both of us were repressing our instincts to thrust passionately into this beautiful, voluptuous woman. The potential for explosion was building rapidly when we suddenly started moving. It seemed almost intuitive the way we began to make love together. I continued my thrusts into Diane's pussy. Derek, holding onto Diane's hips, engaged in driving broad, deep strokes into her ass and I could feel the movement of his cock through the walls of flesh between us, as well as the tingly sensation of his hairy balls rubbing over mine.

Diane could lift her upper body and shift her hips a little; otherwise she was pretty much pinned between us. Her voice wailed with cries of passion and pleasure.

Derek was filing her ass completely, his balls slapping wetly against her with each thrust, or they would rub against my own, creating a wonderful sensation. The tip of my cock drove nearer to Diane's womb, hitting her cervix soundly. I longed for release into her body. Diane's hips rocked in time to our thrusts. It was the only way she could move and stay joined with us, her heat building and juices flowing.

The three of us fucked like that for a long time. The sounds of sex, soft moans, sighing groans, sudden gasps permeated the air. Diane was the most outspoken, expressing her feelings in gasps for air.

"Oh, God! Oh, God, this is incredible! Oh, you guys...you guys are so...good to me. You're gonna make me cum. It's gonna be...so...hot!"

I tightened my hands on her ass and lifted her more with my hips, trying to increase the friction. Derek was grinding into her as he tried to trigger his own orgasm. My hands moved all over Diane's body: her back, her shoulders, her thighs, clutching and kneading her breasts. She lowered her head to kiss me, then raised up and craned her head back to beg for a kiss from Derek. Then I held onto her hips while Derek reached around front to clasp her breasts. She arched back more and we used our leverage to thrust deeper into her.

Then Diane began to cum.

Throwing her head back, Diane breathed in a deep gasp and then let out a passionate howl.

"Jesus! You guys...are tearing me...apart! I'm cumming! Jesus fucking Christ, I'm cumming!"

Diane's whole body began to shake and shudder, inside and out, as she was rocked by an explosive orgasm. Derek firmly gripped her breasts while holding his cock deep inside her, driving deep it into bowels. I, too, ground myself into Diane, lifting up my ass and wriggling underneath her, holding my long, hard fullness all the way inside her convulsing hole. It quivered, flexed, tightened, gripped and rippled all along the length of my manhood, trying to milk me of my cum, but I tried to hold it back a little longer. Listening to her grunts and cries and thinking about what she must be experiencing was creating a tremendous pressure within my balls, but I wanted desperately to wait for Derek to finish so it could be just Diane and me in the final moments.

Waiting for him didn't take long, as his breathing became heavy and ragged. Right in the middle of Diane's orgasm, Derek's began. He released Diane's breasts from his clutching palms and slid them down towards her ass. She fell forward, burying her head against my left shoulder, where she continued to groan with ecstasy. He then forced his dick to its maximum depth by holding her hips and pulling her back over him as far as his strength could allow, crushing Diane's buttocks against his hips. He pulled out at the last second and long ropes of white cum erupted against the smooth curve of her ass as he cried out.

"Diane! Oh, baby! God!"

Finally, I rose up against Diane, stretching my cock as far as it would go into her body, making her feel every inch, pressing it right up into her. Then I realized Derek's hand was coming between our balls and he cupped my sac, rubbing the base of my cock with his thumb. Now my lower body trembled as the pressure rose within me. I began to thrust my hips wildly under my lover's body. I slid my hands up her back to her shoulder blades and pulled her breasts tightly against me. I began kissing her head, her cheeks, and then I came.




Voyeurism



Her mouth dove onto mine and we began a deep, passionate kiss. Derek felt my balls tighten and the base of my cock swell as fluids began to course through my loins. A moment later, cum gushed out the tip of my cock and into Diane's vagina.

The three of us rocked and ground gently together as we exhausted ourselves, orgasmic pleasures ebbed and waned, final drops of semen and lubricant spilling from their holes. Diane rolled gently off of me, letting my cock slip from her pussy, and lay on her side. I turned carefully to face her, and ran my right hand up and down her side, back over her ass, then around the front to her breasts, then finally down to rest over her womb. Derek spooned up behind Diane, pressing his limp manhood into the crack of her ass, and draped an arm over her chest.

Diane got up for a minute to go to the bathroom and Derek looked over at me and said, "So dude, what'd you think?"

"Man," I replied, "I've been wanting a piece of that ass all week."

He offered me his fist and I slammed mine against his in a gesture of manly bonding, at the same time Derek said, "She stays on your mind."

"Yeah, dude," I replied, "I just got to work her out of my system."

"How's that?"

"By fucking the hell out of her."

We both laughed at that and Diane caught us as we came out of the bathroom.

"What are you laughing about?" Diane asked us boldly.

"Nothing, baby," said Derek, low and mean, "Why don't you suck on my dick?"

He stroked his cock a couple times and it started to firm up. Diane came over, crawling onto the end of the bed and took him in her mouth. I got off the bed and took a much needed piss. When I came back I could see Diane's ass waving in the air. It looked very inviting and I knew one hundred and ten percent why Derek found it appealing. 

I bent down and kissed her soft skin. She raised her ass as much as possible, opening her legs a little wider as she slurped hungrily on Derek's cock. 

Bending further, and spreading her ass cheeks apart, I kissed along the crack of her ass towards her swollen pussy lips. Then I kissed the moist lips softly. 

She moaned around the cock in her mouth. I slid his tongue into her treasure, tasting her delicious juices. She'd cleaned up somewhat in the bathroom.

Meanwhile, Derek had both hands on her head was actually humping his hips upwards somewhat, fucking her mouth. He held her hair out of her face so he could watch his cock slide in and out of her mouth. 

I buried his face in her ass, my tongue darting all over her hard little clitoris. She squirmed before me, moaning, an orgasm already on the way. Teasing her, I licked up her slit, licking the skin between her asshole and her pussy. My tongue circled her anus, licking all around it. I spread her beautiful ass cheeks wide, sliding my tongue in and out of her asshole as she tried desperately to continue giving a blowjob. 

Suddenly, I withdrew my tongue and clamped my mouth around her entire cunt, sucking on her lips. Diane moaned very loudly as my tongue lapped quickly over her clitoris. She held Derek's cock in her mouth, sucking hard, but not moving her mouth, she was too caught up at this point in the approaching orgasm. 

I was relentless, my tongue licking wildly over the sensitive clit that I held in my mouth. Finally she came with some force. She pressed her sexy ass back against my face, rubbing herself on my mouth as she came hard. She was shaking. The walls of her cunt were convulsing, and she was gasping for breath. 

Then I got up on my knees behind her, my nearly ten inches standing tall, on fire. I ran that fat cock down the crack of her creamy white ass until it reached her sopping wet, needy slit. I placed it at the entrance to her treasure. Diane finally came to her senses and began to bob her head up and down on Derek's cock again eagerly, to his delight. He moaned as she hungrily went crazy on his dick, sucking on it like it like a feast. 

I pushed forward, watching as her pink, swollen lips stretched open and accepted my cock again slowly. She was so wet he was able to push my entire rod inside her in one stroke. I had really loosened her up earlier. Once again, she had two cocks inside. 

I grabbed the soft sides of her ass and began to slide myself in and out of her rapidly, slapping hard against her cheeks, causing them to shake. Derek's cock slipped out of her mouth and her moans were no longer muffled. 

I was driving my huge manhood in and out of her eager snatch over and over. Her ass cheeks were shaking with each impact, and the slapping noises my groin made against her ass were as loud as her cries. I was really nailing her, pounding against her ass.  

Derek, in the meantime, was left sitting there with a hard cock. He rubbed the head of his cock over her face, trying to get her to suck it again. When she felt his cock rubbing on her she obediently opened her mouth and he was able to slip it back in. Her warm mouth slid most of his dick inside. 

Suddenly, I pulled my cock out of her dripping hole. I placed the mushroom head of my cock at the entrance to her asshole. My dick was coated only in the juices her pussy gave it. Would she be able to take it? Most women had some trouble even with KY.

I pushed hard, roughly, forcing my cock to squeeze into her tight anus. It had been loosened earlier by Derek. Diane moaned around the penis in her mouth as the first two inches of my cock slid into her ass. I slid myself out of her ass and then pushed back inside, forcing half of my rod into her asshole. Then I pulled back a bit, and rammed my entire cock all the way into Diane's asshole. She came. It happened just that fast. She came, and it caught her off guard. Her orgasm took complete control of her body. 

I could feel her ass convulse around my cock as I continued to slide it in and out of her. She was sucking extremely hard on the dick that was in her mouth as she came, and this sent Derek on his way. 

He was so excited. His cock spasmed in her mouth just as her orgasm was dying off. 

She pulled him out of her mouth, gasping. She managed to swallow the cum that was in her mouth. Her small white hand stroked his cock, as another cock, slid in and out of her asshole. More jism shot out of Derek's dying dick. Diane moaned, still stroking him as he shot sticky fluid on her arm. Finally, he stopped ejaculating, and he got up off the couch, making his way to the bathroom to get cleaned up. 

I didn't miss a beat. I continued to jam my manhood in and out of my new lover's ass. Hard. Because of my size, I was usually a lot more gentle. But not now. I needed to fuck this girl out of my mind. Slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap. I rammed hard against her pale ass as I fucked it. 

Derek emerged from the bathroom with a towel for Diane. As he approached, he watched my huge dick slide in and out of this woman's tight asshole using long, hard strokes. He became aroused again watching.

I loved how she looked.

She was at my mercy before me. Her ass was so tight around me, yet she took my entire length, and took it hard. Her ass was rippling with each impact; she was a moaning rag doll, cumming. And I was losing it again. 

I fucked her up the ass a few more quick strokes before I lost it. I jammed my cock all the way up her open hole, holding it there. Cumming inside her. As she came around me.

As Derek looked on, I moaned, cock still spasming. My hands held her sides tightly, not letting her get away. I grunted again as more of my seed flowed into her. I held myself in her until every drop of trickled into her ass. Finally, I withdrew now only partly hard, and I slipped out.

"Ohhhh," Diane sighed.

She crawled up onto the bed and lay on her back, momentarily exhausted. One foot rested on the floor, the other was flat on the bed, knee bent. The triangle of her pussy was exposed just above her beautiful thigh. 

Her leg was bent erotically, and Derek's gaze trailed from her tiny foot, up her smooth calve, over her knee, down her thigh again until it rested at her wonderful treasure. Diane wasn't paying attention to him, her eyes were shut, gasping for breath. I noticed that Derek was rock hard again. 

He knelt beside the bed and began to kiss her cheek beside her ear, sliding his hand over her stomach. When she felt his lips on her cheek, she turned her head, opening her eyes. His lips were on hers and she opened her mouth, allowing his tongue inside. She was insatiable! She sent her tongue into his mouth as he caressed up her body. His hand cupped her breast, squeezing it gently as they made out.

Derek moved his hand back down her body as their tongues explored each other's mouths. 

Now he began to rub her slit, his fingers focusing on her sensitive clit. She sighed into his mouth as his hand teased her pussy. Her slit was sopping wet, and Derek was no doubt dying to get inside it. His hands grabbed her naked breasts as he began to kiss down her neck, massaging them. His tongue began to lick all around her pink areola as he lifted a leg up onto the bed, squeezing it between hers. His tongue teased over her sensitive nipple, sending thrills through her body. He sucked her erect nipple into his mouth, lightly licking it. 

She was breathing laboriously again as he trailed kisses down her stomach. He kissed her perfectly trimmed pussy. The scent of sex was strong in my nostrils as he kissed the top part of her inner thigh. He was now in between her legs, kissing her just beside her cunt as her chest heaved above him. He kissed her moist lips and she gasped. Derek slowly licked from the bottom of her slit up to the top, tasting her. He tickled her clit with his tongue and she began to writhe her hips up into his face.

Derek slid his black hands under Diane's ass and slid his tongue far inside her pussy. She moaned, running her feet up the sides of his body. She ran her hands through his hair, holding his head between her thighs, forcing him to continue pleasuring her. He squeezed her soft ass cheeks, holding right in his face as his tongue licked up her swollen lips to her clitoris. He began to lap at her clitoris using light, rapid flecks of his tongue. 

"Oh!" she gasped, and she began writhing her hips into his face more urgently.

She seemed to be having yet another orgasm. Diane raised her ass up off the couch and rubbed it in Derek's face. Her body was flushed. 

Derek began to kiss up her belly, briefly stopping to give attention to her tits, before kissing on up her chest and neck. He raised up his body and aimed his cock at the pink lips of her vagina. He pushed forward and her well greased, loosened lips easily allowed him inside. He slid all the way into her warmth in one stroke.

His lips were on hers, and they kissed passionately as he began to slide his member in and out of her slowly. Their lips were smacking loudly as they kissed sloppily, and she was moaning with every gentle thrust. 

The two were going at it on the bed, oblivious to my presence. Diane's sexy legs were spread wide in the air, bent at the knees. Her beautiful feet were flailing behind Derek's thrusting ass. Their lips were locked in a kiss, and her moans were muffled by his mouth.

I approached them, my dick at full hardness. Diane's moans were loud and high pitched as she got fucked harder. Her eyes were closed, her hands were caressing Derek's back. 

She felt something touch her cheek and she opened her eyes. My huge cock was right in front of her. She grabbed me with her left hand, wrapped her fingers around my thick shaft, and shoved part of my cock in her mouth as Derek plowed at her pussy with his own cock.

She began to slurp hungrily on me while Derek rammed in and out of her horny vagina. Her ongoing moaning was muffled by the fat cock in her mouth. I put my hands on the back of her small head and began to fuck her mouth. I slid about two-thirds of my shaft in and out of her expert mouth. 

Derek was up on his arms pistoning in and out of this horny girl. His eyes kept moving from her tits bouncing up and down with each of his thrusts up to her mouth where she was giving me head. Both of us were feeling amazing, Diane was such a pro at this. Finally, I pulled my dick out of her mouth with an audible slurp. 

"Here," I said, "Let me fuck her now."

Apparently not wanting to argue, Derek pulled his member out of her loosened hole. 

"Get up," I ordered.

Diane sat up, and watched me lie down on my back. She scrambled to get on top of me, straddling my cock. I watched her hand lift my huge cock up into the air, pressing her pussy down on it. I sunk inside her easily, and we both moaned as my entire length slid into her vagina. Derek watched as she raised her amazing ass, and dropped it, sliding my cock in and out of her eagerly. Diane was bent right over, her lips finding mine, and we kissed hungrily as she rode me. 

Derek could not take his eyes off her ass, though.

Derek ran the head of his cock down between her ass cheeks again, stopping when it reached the entrance to her asshole, still coated with my cum. Her heart was pounding. 

Derek pushed forward. Diane's asshole opened easily for Derek on his second trip inside. He slid his cock into her asshole in one stroke. 

She groaned, head arched back. I was incredibly horny as I watched what was going on. He jammed my rod inside her, holding my ass up off the couch, holding myself in her all the way. 

"Holy shit!" she moaned.

She couldn't move. I began to hump my hips upwards rapidly, my hard manhood pistoning in and out of her pussy. Derek tried to slide his cock in and out of her tight ass, and he succeeded, albeit much slower. 

And she prayed to God for salvation. 

An orgasm must have washed over her as she spilled her juices out around my cock. But it did nothing to slow me down from ramming my hips upwards, driving my manhood far into her cunt as fast as I could. 

Diane was just a helpless rag doll as I gave it to her in one hole and Derek gave it to her in the other. He began to fuck her up the ass harder, slapping against her sexy rear. She was screaming by now. 

The look on her face, the look of complete ecstasy, along with her beauty, along with thoughts of what was being done to her, and I lost it. I grunted, slapping up inside the girl a few more times. I jammed my cock far inside her and held it there. As Derek continued fucking her up the ass, my cock spasmed painfully inside Diane's vagina, letting loose the remaining juice I had left in my body. My moans, however, were drowned out by her cries. Her orgasm would not let up! 

Her vagina would not stop pulsating, and Derek would not stop ramming his dick up her ass. I, however, was spent. This gorgeous, insatiable woman had worn him out in every way, as his dick grew soft in her pussy, finally slipping out of its own accord. I was trapped beneath them, though, as they continued to have anal sex. 

"Get off," I said to them.

Reluctantly, Derek pulled his dick out of her sexy ass slowly. He watched every micro second of his cock popping out of her asshole. 

They got off the bed, and I stood up. It took Diane half a second to lie on her back on the bed, legs spread wide invitingly. It took Derek even less time to get on top of her. Her tiny feet were up in the air around him as he aimed his cock at her hungry cunt. 

He slid inside her sloppy pussy in one stroke, and he began to immediately fuck her hard. Derek thrust in and out of her as hard as he could, not taking very long to reach the edge. 

He gave her pussy a few more rapid thrusts, slamming himself down into her and holding it there. He moaned, letting loose. She wrapped her legs around his waist, holding him inside her. 

I looked on without any jealousy. They brought their climax to an end and lay tangled together.

I realized that this one night stand had gone far to satisfying my lust for her. But I couldn't resist one last fuck.

Before having my fun, I walked over to the window and lit up a smoke from Derek's pack. I exhaled a long puff of smoke and watched it drift in front of me. The window was still open and I walked over to look out and see what the view was like. As I walked I gave my cock a few experimental tugs to see if it had any juice left in it.

I could plainly see my window from here. But I was surprised what else I could see. This room was a voyeur's dream; dozens of windows were visible where anyone could look inside. Then something caught my eye: a flash of movement from my building. A guy was silhouetted in his window. I could see that he was plainly working his cock and his eyes and binoculars were trained on me and the goings on behind me. My cock was now at full staff. We must have given him quite a show tonight.

I gave him a thumbs up.

Then I shut the window shade.

There ought to be a law, I thought, laughing to myself, as I turned back to service the beautiful Diane again.

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Copyright © 2006, 2009 by Eagle1. All rights reserved. All characters portrayed in this story are meant to be over the legal age to consent to sexual activity. Any similarity to characters or situations, real or imagined, is purely coincidental. Unless you happened to be there of course. May be reprinted without permission of author in materials distributed free of charge or on websites where there is no fee charged for access, provided this copyright notice is attached. 



Voyeurism and Exhibitionism



I offer conclusive evidence of the scientific difference between voyeurs and exhibitionists.

"Brenda, wouldn't you agree that guys are voyeurs?"

"God, yes," said Brenda wiping a wisp of blonde hair that fell across her blue eye. "Guys are pigs."

For the time being, I let that comment go unchallenged.

"If you agree that guys are voyeurs or in your words pigs, would you agree that women are exhibitionists?" Now, here is where I get a real argument I said to myself.

"Are you calling me a slut?" She took a step forward as if she was about to deck me.

"No, Brenda, I'm not calling you a slut. I'm calling you an exhibitionist."

"You might as well call me a slut if you are calling me an exhibitionist." She furrowed her brow and folded her arms across her bust. "You just stated that I enjoy exposing my body."

"Brenda, just because you are a woman and women are exhibitionists doesn't mean that you are a slut. You enjoy men looking at you, admiring you, wanting you, and lusting over you."

"It depends on the man, Freddie," she said moving her lush hair back with a toss of her head. It drives me crazy when she does that. She is so pretty and when she tosses her long blonde hair with her head, I imagine her doing that while she is sucking my cock, if only she would.

"See? I told you."

"You told me what?" She shrugged and made a face of exasperation at me.

"That women dress the way they do to attract the opposite sex, most times, unless they are lesbian, of course."

"Okay, I'm listening, but you had better not be calling me a lesbian," she said pointing a manicured finger at me.

"You wear a skirt don't you?"

"Duh? Yeah, I have one on now Sherlock. So?"

"Well, you're showing a lot of leg, there Brenda, and may I add very sexy legs." She had shapely legs from hours of gymnastics, dance lessons, swimming lessons, and ice skating. I looked down at her tits. "And what about your blouse?"

"What about my blouse," she said looking down at herself and making sure that she wasn't showing anything.

"I can practically see your tits."

"You cannot," she said looking down again and rechecking the condition of her blouse and buttons.

"See? I told you that I could see your tits, well, your bra anyway."

"Gees, Freddie, that's because you're now standing on a chair, staring down at me, and purposely trying to peer down my blouse."

"Yeah, well, I was just using the chair as a demonstration aid to show you that, uhm, had I been 7' or taller, I could look directly down your blouse."

"Well, there aren't too many guys that tall, Freddie. And those who are that tall are too busy playing basketball to waste their time looking at my B cup boobs."

"Okay, then what about the way that you're sitting?"

"What's wrong with the way that I'm sitting?" Again she looked down at herself, crossed her legs, and pressed down her skirt with her palms.

"I can see your panties."

"You're crazy."

"Most times, I can."

"You can't see my panties." Again she looked down and checked the position of how she was sitting.

"Well, not now because you have your legs crossed and you know that I'm looking, but other times, you sit like a guy and give the guys a great view of your pink, yellow, blue, green, and white panties."

"Gees, Freddie, now that you mention it, those construction workers were staring across at me when I was sitting on the steps eating my lunch with Connie today." She blushed. "I thought I was sitting with my legs closed, but they probably could see under my upraised legs and up my skirt. Eww! You guys are such gross perverts."

"My point precisely, Brenda. My point precisely."

"How do you mean your point precisely? That all guys are gross perverts?"

"No, but this is further evidence to support what I was saying before that guys are voyeurs and women are exhibitionists."

"Okay, I'm starting to understand your meaning, I guess."

"Moreover, the reason that guys are voyeurs is because women are exhibitionists."

"Okay, I'm following you so far."

"Good, allow me to elaborate. Let's say that instead of wearing the short skirt that you are wearing now, you put on my baggy pants." I unbuckled, unzipped, and pulled off my pants and handed them to her and stood before her in my briefs while staring at her.

"Okay, I understand where you are going with this, I think." Why are you staring at me?

"I'm waiting for you to take off your skirt and put on these baggy pants."

"Just 'cause you have no modesty whatsoever and pulled off your pants in front of me, I'm not going to take my skirt off in front of you Freddie."

"You're a girl, Brenda; put them on the way that girls put on pants when they don't want guys to see their panties."

Brenda put the baggy pants on under her skirt before removing her skirt.

"I saw your pink panties again when you lifted your leg to put on the pants."

"Pig!"

"No, not a pig, but a voyeur, Brenda and I'm proud of it. There's the difference. You say pig and I say voyeur, which is the French word for viewing women in their underwear or naked or something like that, I think, but don't hold me to it. I never had French only Italian."

"Whatever," said Brenda putting her hand on her hip. "Now what?"

"Take off your blouse and put on my extra-large shirt," I said unbuttoning and removing my shirt. Now, standing in front of her wearing briefs and a tank top, I handed her my shirt.

"Freddie," she said stomping her foot, "I'm not about to remove my blouse with you standing in your underwear while watching me."

"I'll turn my back."

Brenda removed her blouse and put on my shirt.

"Okay, now I'm wearing baggy pants and your extra-large shirt. What's the point of all this?"

"Gees, Brenda, suddenly, you look so hot in my clothes." I stepped forward and hugged her allowing one hand to feel her round, firm ass through my baggy pants and the other hand to feel the firmness of her supple bra clad breast.

"Freddie, get off of me, now."

"The point is Brenda that, uhm, I'm confused," I said looking down at myself standing in my underwear. "Maybe, I'm an exhibitionist."

"Yeah, and maybe I'm a voyeur," she said leering at he impression that my cock made in my briefs. "Did you know that I can practically see your cock through the thin material of your underwear?"

"You cannot," I said looking down at my growing erection.

"C'mon, let me see your cock. Take off your underwear and show me your big prick."

"No!" I took a step back. "I'm not going to show you my cock, Brenda, you pig." She stepped forward, reached her hand out, and felt my cock through my briefs.

"Pig!" I slapped her hand away and she pushed me back against the wall. She was too strong for me. She kissed me deeply and reached down and stuck her hand in my briefs. I could feel her cup my balls and wrap her fingers around my cock. I felt so used and so abused. I felt so violated. I felt like a piece of meat.

"Help! Rape!" I mouthed the words in a hushed whisper only no one could hear me.

Brenda fell to her knees, took my cock in her mouth, and started giving me the blowjob of my life.

Well, that theory of mine about men being voyeurs and women being exhibitionists went down the toilet, but at least I tricked Brenda into giving me a blowjob. Ah, life is good when blondes are beautiful but dumb. 



Voyeurism and the Valentine's Vibe



I wasn't too upset that my wife, Nina, was heading off to a conference over Valentine's Day. I have never been the mushiest of romantics or anything, but it is a bit of a bummer when you lose a day that has a high probability of wild, uninhibited sex. I wondered if there was something we could do that might make the day interesting, despite the geographic separation.

For years, I have been trying to get my wife to masturbate. She insists that she prefers "the real thing." When she was a teenager she thought about it, but felt guilty enough that she never tried. Now that she is older, she has lost the guilt, but claims to lack the desire. After years of trying to get her to start, I am actually starting to believe her. It is possible that she is a "closet masturbator," but she is generally comfortable with sex. She is vocal in bed, far more than I. When we are making love and I am inside her, she is more than willing to play with herself and that often gets us both off. I love both the feeling of her hand and the changes it makes to the feel of her pussy. I also love the fact that it heightens her feeling. In short, if she were masturbating at other times, I think she would be willing to tell me.

Nevertheless, I find myself obsessed with the idea of watching her masturbate. I have made the request many times with very limited success. We once tried sitting on opposite sides of the bed, watching one another. I loved it. That made one of us. I think the appeal to me is that I really like the notion of watching a beautiful woman orgasm. She certainly qualifies. She's 35, but when she tries to buy wine she still gets carded. (Lord knows I never do. I am only in my late thirties, but my wavy brown hair is getting the first hints of grey. My deep brown eyes may help me look youthful, but no one would think I was under 30 for a second.) Undoubtedly some of that is a cashier being flattering, but the years have been kind to her. She has shoulder-length brown hair that is quite wavy. Her eyes are a very interesting mix of green and brown. Finally, her love of working out keeps her fit. She has small breasts, a personal favorite, and an increasing confidence in her appearance. She also has three very important non-physical characteristics; she's smart, funny and thoughtful. All three make her a better lover.

I wanted to do something interesting for Valentine's Day. I travel frequently and often encourage her to play with herself while I am gone. She says she would rather sleep; I find that choice incomprehensible. In any event, the best I could come up with was to poke around on the web until I found an interesting vibrator. Then, I snuck it into her luggage. (I was hoping that she would check her bag so she wouldn't discover the surprise in an embarrassing fashion at airport security!) After that, I just had to wait.

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Valentine's Day, 930 pm.

The phone rang. As expected, it was Nina.

"Happy Valentine's Day!" she cheerfully exclaimed.

"Hey. So, what are you up to?" I replied.

"Well, I just got back from dinner and I figured I would check in and go to bed pretty soon." She sounded alert.

"I really wish you were here. I am horny as hell." I cut right to the point. Normally, in both conversation and sex, I think of foreplay as the way to go. Tonight, however, I was going to dive straight in.

"I wish I was there too."

"What would we be doing?" I asked coyly.

"This seems like a relatively transparent plan to get me to play with myself." Having been married this long, it's not like I was going to pull the wool over her eyes, especially when I was using all the subtlety of a Mack truck.

"Some of the most effective plans are transparent. Why should I use trickery to get you to do something that seems so good?" I knew I had to walk a fine line. I could tease, but I knew I didn't want to shut her down. "Have you unpacked?"

"Of course, why?" She sounded a tad wary now.

"I left you a surprise." I knew I sounded impish.

"Where?" She wasn't sure whether to be excited or cautious.

"Stuffed in some socks stashed in the side pocket."

"Of course, right where I would first look...." I could hear fumbling as she dug through the bag.

"Humm, this looks, uh, int-er-resting." They way she drew out "interesting" made it clear that she was more than a little skeptical.

The vibrator was long and skinny, and bent like a dental instrument. (In general, the dental instrument look may not be the best marketing for a sex toy.) It claimed that it was particularly good at stimulating the g-spot and could induce hours of orgasms. My philosophy when buying it was more "what the hell" than "caveat emptor." What do I know about vibrators anyway? I figured I would give it a shot. I wasn't even sure she would want to use it. If worst came to worst, I wasted a little cash for a lesson learned.

"Ok, here is what I propose. I will tell you a story. You should just sit back and enjoy. If the story puts you in the mood, play with yourself. You don't have to say a word. In fact, if you want, put me on speaker phone, so you have your hands free. And you can mute the phone. When I am done, I will hang up. You never have to tell me what you did. Of course, I'd be thrilled to here if you want to tell me, but it is totally up to you."

She was staying at the Sheraton in Chicago. We had stayed their once and had a great time looking out the window. One night, we were watching a thunderstorm when a fireworks display began. While we were watching that, we noticed that in a nearby window (the hotel had wings shaped like a "U") a couple was undressing. We watched together, and it made our sex that night very not, but that is a story for another day. With that episode in mind, I asked her to turn off the lights and open the curtains. She always liked a little bit of danger, and with the lights off, I figured she might feel a bit naughty while still being uninhibited. And perhaps she would see something interesting.

"Now I want you to get the vibrator out and turn it on. You don't need to use it. Just put it on the bed, close your eyes and listen." I began the story....

**********************

"I want you to go back to the Halloween party in college where you were snowed in. I know you were not super-thrilled by your boyfriend then. So instead, I want you to picture the sexiest person you knew in college. Take a second and think. Have you got a good picture in your mind?"

She always claimed that she never thought of anyone but me during sex. While I believed her when she denied masturbation, this fish story that was tougher to swallow. I was comfortable enough with her that I didn't care if her mind wandered periodically, and this seemed like a chance to make that clear. I wanted to know what she really thought, and I wanted her to be comfortable enough to be willing to share.

I continued, "You'd been going out for a while, but you were still in the early stages of the relationship. You'd made out a few times, but you'd always stopped things after a little while. Tonight, about 20 people were over at one of your friend's houses. It was snowing when you arrived. Snow in October was strange, even for Minnesota. It made the atmosphere particularly festive. People were having snowball fights in the front yard and playfully tackling one another. Inside, the alcohol was flowing freely. Ethan, your date, brought you a drink.

It was typical college party chatter, with people getting increasingly tipsy. It wasn't until about 11 when someone yelled "look outside." The snow was coming down so hard that you could hardly see half a block. Since you arrived, almost a foot of snow had fallen and it was blowing around. Getting home wouldn't be fun.

Lisa, your host, invited everyone to stay for the night. In the living room, someone had put on a movie. You didn't feel like talking too much at the moment, so you took Ethan by the hand and led him to the room.

What you didn't know was that the movie was the uncut version of Basic Instinct. You were not entirely prepared for this development, but you settled in to watch. Ethan was nuzzling up against you. At first, you were a bit put-off, but as the movie progressed, you were getting quite turned on. He was stroking your hair and lightly tickling the back of your neck. You felt yourself get wet. After a while, he slid his hand up your shirt. You felt quite self-conscious because so many people were around. You had made out in a car before, but this was brazen. But then you looked around the room. There were six or seven other couples in the room, and each couple was intertwined.

Over on the couch, Susan, who had curly black hair, seemed the most care-free. She had her shirt unbuttoned. She wasn't wearing a bra and you could see her boyfriend Bob playing with her thick, dark red nipples. She had unbuttoned Bob's pants and his cock was sticking straight up. It was quite thick, and from where you were it appeared to be uncircumcised. You weren't sure if it was your imagination or if you could see it pulsing. You had never been in a scene quite like this. Initially, you were uncomfortable, but the discomfort soon morphed into a rush of sorts. You could feel a weird butterfly form in your stomach. 

In a nearby chair, there was a couple you didn't recognize. The guy had dark, curly hair and very dark eyes. The woman had brown hair and freckles. She was sitting on his lap, facing him, and grinding her pussy up against him. They were both fully dressed, but you had the feeling that was soon to change. They were kissing loudly, but soon that was punctuated by his promise to "fuck her hard." He asked suggested that they move upstairs. The woman refused, saying that she wanted to stay. You heard her say something about wanting to "watch them get off."

Your biggest surprise was to your right. Your friend Laura was lying on the floor, her head propped up by a pillow purloined from the couch, with her golden-blonde hair splayed around her. She was generally rather reserved sexually, but tonight she had her hair down, both literally and figuratively. Her boyfriend Jeff was sitting near her stomach, his right hand slowly stroking her left thigh. She was wearing a blue dress, but it was somewhat hiked up and you could see Jeff's hand as it worked toward her crotch. You suddenly realized her underwear was gone.

You felt as if Rod Serling's voice was going to boom out of the ceiling. You were tipsy enough, and the scene was odd enough, that the line between reality and fiction seemed to be blurring. You didn't think you were dreaming, but you were almost unsure. You felt like you were floating. You closed your eyes and focused on the feeling as Ethan lifted your shirt and began sucking on your breasts. He kept at this for a while. You kept your eyes tightly closed, but you could hear the sexual activity in the room increase. Your nipples were tingling from the sucking. Behind you, a zipper was undone. To your left were the unmistakable slurping sounds of oral sex. To your right, you weren't sure, but you thought you heard Laura sharply inhale. You kept your eyes closed, letting your imagination wander.

You were so focused on Ethan's tongue on your nipple that when his palm pushed up against your mons, you startled. He ground his palm into you for a few minutes and you pushed back hard. You always liked the friction against your pussy. 

Ethan pulled away and you opened your eyes. On the screen, Sharon Stone was flashing her pussy, and the scene, or one like it, was being repeated around the room. 

Susan was sitting on Bob's lap. They were both facing you, with their eyes closed, and you could see Bob's cock slide in and out as Susan lifted herself up. You felt like you should look away, but you didn't. The fact that they weren't looking seemed to be some sort of tacit permission to stare (not to mention the fact that they were openly screwing in a room full of people, but you were hardly thinking that logically at the time.) You were so focused on the meeting of their groins that you hadn't noticed Susan open her eyes. You were mortified at being caught. You flushed, but she just winked at you.

Ethan was now sliding your underwear down. A glance to your right revealed that Jeff had his head up Laura's skirt. From the dreamy expression on her face, you could tell she was having fun. No one had ever gone down on you before, and you found yourself hoping that Ethan would. Laura looked over at you and your eyes caught. You felt the bond of your friendship strengthen. Her eyes closed again and muscles tightened. When she opened her eyes a minutes later, you knew she was coming. You had just watched your best friend cum. You were surprised, but aroused. Definitely very aroused.

Ethan started fingering you. At first, he seemed rather inept. But after a minute or two, he started building up a rhythm. You started to grind your hips, encouraging him to keep time....."

******

At that point, I decided it might be time to stop the story. At a minimum, I wanted some feedback. I wasn't sure what Nina was thinking I figured that by now, I either had her engine revving or she was breathing fire. In either case, I was starting to wonder what she thought. I decided to break my promise that she could remain silent.

"Are you there?" My inquiry was met with silence. I waited a bit, figuring she would pick up the phone if she wanted to.

"I am going to let you go now. If you want, call me back later. I hope you are playing with yourself now. I am going to go lie on my back in bed and jack off."

I hung up. I was as hard as I have been in my life. I was curious as to how she was absorbing this. I hoped she was now rubbing your clit with abandon. I didn't really care about the vibrator, this was about raw, naked masturbation.

That image planted firmly in my imagination, I got some baby oil and lay in bed, picturing Nina playing with herself. I started by grabbing my cock with my right hand, my thumb resting between my index and middle fingers as I slowly ran it up and down. My left hand gripped the base of my cock, squeezing it tight, and holding the skin in place. 

Periodically, I would just rub the head, focusing on the ridge. Other times I would run my fingers down the midline of my cock, touching it very lightly, basically tickling it. I was so turned on that it was hard to stay under control. Most of the time, however, I just had my hand circling it as I would grab a rope, with my four fingers on the underside and my thumb on the top. After 15 minutes, I just started moving my hand as fast as I could, with my left hand firmly grasping the base. I came all over my chest. At the time, I thought the orgasm was great. If I had known what she was doing, it would have been ten times better.

*********************

When we talked on Wednesday, neither of us breathed a word of what transpired the night before. We had our typical chat. I updated her on the goings-on with the kids at home, and my day at work. She told me about the conference. When she signed off, I was left wondering what to make of the situation.

On Friday, when she got home, it didn't take her long to get me in a room away from the kids.

Lately, when Nina is horny, she gets me alone and lifts up her shirt for a quick flash. When that happens, I know it is going to be a fun night.

Tonight, she added "I have a surprise for you."

Talk about a way to jump-start the nervous system. My cock burst through my boxes in seconds. 

After the kids were in bed, she grabbed me and dragged me upstairs. 

"Don't say anything. Just listen," came the clear instruction. 

She pushed me back onto the bed and quickly stripped of my clothes. Once she had me on my back, she began to slowly stroke me all over.

"I loved your story," she began. "It got me worked up. To be honest, I wasn't planning on playing with myself. I figured I would just bring the vibrator home and have you use it on me. You know I prefer that. But listening to you was really getting me going. I was sitting on my bed with my eyes closed and I started to play with my breasts. As your story progressed, so did my hands. Before long, I was squeezing the sides of my clit."

"Show me" I begged.

"That is for another night, dear. Tonight, we fuck," she declared.

With that, she lowered herself firmly onto my cock.

"If you are good, I will play with myself while we do it," she teased, resuming her story. "So I was squeezing my clit and focusing on the story. I don't know why I opened my eyes, but I did. I had opened the curtains like you asked. I figured the room was dark and the skyline in Chicago is so pretty. There was a guy standing in the window right across the way. He was just out of the shower. He was pretty cute. Handsome in an outdoorsy, hippy, kind of way. I figured there was no way he could see me, and I was a little curious, so I sat up in bed. He stayed in the window. I walked over a little closer. I was half-trying to keep low, but it was dark enough that wasn't too worried. As he was standing there, I could see him starting to get hard. I had no idea what was turning him on, but between your story and watching this, I was now really horny."

"So I walked back over to the bed and grabbed the vibrator."

As she recounted this, her hips were making a circular grinding motion. I was sucking on her left tit and rolling her right nipple in my hand. My left hand was alternately running down her spine and squeezing her butt. 

"As I started to use the vibrator, I had a hard time shaking the sense that the guy was looking at me. He started to play with himself a bit. I thought that was awfully brazen. He was obviously an exhibitionist or something. He was putting on a show for whoever happened to be at the window. But then, he waved.

"I turned around. It was almost like I thought there was someone else in the room. I then realized that there was a ton of light coming in from the hall, both under the door and from a window into the courtyard. I was totally backlit. He probably didn't know exactly what I was doing, but he must have had a pretty good idea. He pointed to the light. I knew he wanted me to turn the light on."

I was grunting. This story, together with the tightness of her pussy, had me very, very close to the edge. 

"Can you slow down for a minute," I pleaded.

She stopped talking, but she kept moving her hips.

"Nooooo, you can keep going with the story, but just sit still for a minute, please? You have me so turned on right now I can't control myself." I almost whined.

She charged ahead.

"I wasn't going to do it, but I was so turned on, and just then you stopped with the story. I thought about picking up the phone, but I wasn't sure what to say to you. Should I tell you that there was some cute guy stroking his dick while he was looking at me? I wasn't sure you would like that. And I didn't want him to stop. It's amazing what you will do when you get really turned on. So I let you hang up, and then I flipped on the light.

"He gave me the thumbs up, and starting rubbing himself a bit more earnestly. I was watching his technique. It was different than yours. It almost seemed like he was twisting his cock. I put the vibrator in and the feeling was amazing. I could tell I wasn't going to last long."

I was relieved to hear this, because I knew I wasn't going to either.

"Just then, a woman appeared in the window with him. That made me feel better somehow. I think I was almost a little scared when it was just the guy. But I figured this was it. I figured he was busted and I would have to finish alone. I turned the light off, a bit scared. But she came up and stood next to him. He pointed at the light again, and they both waved. She knelt down and started to blow him. Every now and then she would stop, turn, and look toward me and give him a hand job."




Voyeurism and the Valentine's Vibe



I knew I wasn't going to last long now. I really wanted to drive her to an orgasm. I was biting one nipple hard, while my right hand pulled on the other. I had my pinkie stroking the crack of her ass. I hoped she was as close to cumming as I was. Then I started to feel her cunt tighten. There was hope.

"I pushed the vibrator in a bit more and it hit this spot that suddenly had me seeing sparks. But through the sparks, uh...." She was having a hard time talking now. Her breath was hard. Her hair was cascading around me. I was watching her face as it contorted. Everything was happening quickly now.

"I saw her hand whizzing up and down on his cock, and he shot out a stream of cum. That was...."

She didn't need to finish the story. She clamped down on me as my orgasm began. We were both crying out. It was probably only about 10 seconds, but it seemed like time stood still.

"We'll have to do that again." She said.

"Anytime." I was already almost asleep.

As I lay in bed, I realized how glad I was I took the chance of stashing the vibe in her bag. The dreaded "fear of rejection" almost quashed my plan. If it had, we both would have missed one great Valentine's Day.

*

Constructive criticism is welcome, as are e-mail suggestions/thoughts. 



Voyeurism by Accident



Tommy rolled out of bed and stumbled into the bathroom to take his morning piss and put cold water on his eyes. He was still feeling the effects of drinking too much the night before but he was glad that he was not really hung over. He went back to his bedroom to put on workout shorts and a tee shirt. Checking the time he saw it was 10:00 AM and he had plenty of time before he had to get to work at the restaurant. As he started downstairs he spotted his younger sister Erin sitting on the family room floor playing a video game. 

Erin was a pretty 18 year old with a cute figure. He loved looking at her and that morning her lovely legs were on display. She was wearing very short athletic shorts which were pressed against her vulva. Her legs were shapely with flawless soft skin and she had cute little breasts. That morning her nipples were poking through the top of her tee shirt. As he stared at her he wondered how could she be so pretty and desirable and be a lesbian. 

He was just about to stop staring at her when a girlfriend of hers appeared in the family room. Instead he remained at the top of the landing and watched the two girls. The other girl named Robin was a year older than Erin and they had been friends for over a year. Robin was a little taller than Erin and she also had a nice slender figure. Tommy watched as Robin sat on the floor next to Erin and he listened to the brief conversation.

"I rang the bell but when you didn't answer I just let myself in. I knew you were home."

"Okay but don't mess me up. I am almost at the highest level in this game. I never got to this level before."

Tommy watched as Robin sat close to Erin so that their bare thighs were touching. Both girls were dressed similar wearing shorts, tees and knee high striped socks. Robin watched the TV screen as Erin played the game but she soon became impatient. Unbeknown to Tommy, Robin had come over for some loving. He watched as Robin dropped her hand to Erin's thigh and began to caress it. He was really interested now and he hoped that he would see some action. 

Robin continued to stroke Erin's thigh getting closer and closer to her pubes. Erin didn't move away but she remained focused on the video game. Robin ran her hand over Erin's vulva and Tommy felt his cock twitch in his shorts. He ogled the two girls hoping that Robin would take things further and she did not disappoint him. Robin moved her hand higher and then she slipped it under the waistband of Erin's shorts. Erin never lost her concentration as she was determined to attain the highest level of the game.

Tommy could see Robin's hand moving inside Erin's shorts and he knew she was rubbing his sister's pussy. He had never seen two girls get it on before and he secretly prayed that they would. He also gasped aloud when Robin removed Erin's shorts and panties. He couldn't believe that Erin kept playing the game as Robin removed the clothes. Robin next ran her hand over Erin's pussy and Erin spread her legs wider to give her girlfriend access.

How can she keep playing that stupid game? Tommy thought to himself as he rubbed his cock through his shorts. Robin began to finger Erin's pussy with one finger and then she added a second. It was the first time Tommy had ever seen his sister's bare pussy and it was beautiful. If he was into incest he would go after it himself. Robin added a third finger and then a fourth as she rubbed Erin's clit and penetrated her womb. Erin's facial expressions told the story as she struggled with the stimulation and tried to focus on the video game.

"Oh Robin, please I'm so close."

"So close to what, are you going to cum?"

"I'm so close to winning this game, please!"

Tommy watched as Robin removed her fingers from his sister's pussy and licked them dry. He wished it had been his hand and that he would have got to taste her. Robin then removed her tee shirt and her pert tits stood out proudly. Geez, what great tits, Tommy whispered to himself. They were indeed lovely breasts, firm medium size with stiff nipples. 

"Scoot up a little," Robin told Erin.

His sister moved away from the sofa and Robin moved in behind her. Robin lifted Erin's tee shirt up over breasts exposing them and then she fondled them lovingly. Tommy had never seen his sister's cute titties before and he loved looking at them. Robin continued the fondling the breasts as Erin continued on with the video game. Tommy wondered again; how could his sister concentrate on the video game while getting seduced. Robin slipped one hand back between Erin's legs and resumed finger fucking her pussy. 

Erin's face was contorted as she struggled balancing the seduction and her desire to win the video game. Tommy saw Robin put four fingers in his sister's pussy and pick up the pace. As Robin tits pressed into Erin's back as she caressed Erin's breast and finger fucked her. Tommy could hardly stand it any longer so he dropped his shorts and freed his erection. He stroked in slowly as he watched the two lovely lesbians in action.

"Almost there, I'm almost there," Erin cried out.

Tommy heard the bells and music go off on the TV as Erin conquered the video game. As the music played Erin's eyes rolled and she screamed out as she achieved a massive orgasm. Her body shook and her legs trembled as her juices flowed and coated Robin's fingers. Adding to Erin's orgasmic high was the fact that she had simultaneously achieved the highest level in the video game. Erin leaned back into Robin who caressed Erin's breasts as she came back to earth.

He was still jerking off slowly watching the two girls and he wondered if he would see anything else. As it turned out it would sometime before Tommy left his vantage point. Robin lifted the tee shirt all the way off of Erin's body and only the striped socks remained on her lovely petite body. Robin turned Erin toward her and they kissed deeply with their breasts pressing together. It was another first for Tommy as he had never seen two girls kiss passionately before. Erin's hands were now on Robin's naked breasts. She fondled them and tweaked the erect nipples as Robin did the same to her.

Erin dropped her mouth to Robin's breasts and spent several minutes kissing and sucking them. Next she reached for Robin's shorts and pulled them along with the panties down and off her legs. Now both girls were naked except for the striped socks, pink stripes for Erin and blue for Robin. To Tommy they looked incredibly sex wearing on the knee high socks. Erin parted Robin's legs and crawled between them. She lowered her mouth between Robin's legs and kissed the inner thighs. Robin caressed Erin's head and ran her fingers through the curly hair.

Tommy watched in amazement as his sister made love to another girl. Erin eventually worked her way to Robin's pussy and began eating her girlfriend. Robin had her head back and her eyes closed as Erin licked and sucked her clit. Tommy picked up the pace stroking his cock and he knew that he would shoot at any minute. He watched intently as Erin inserted her fingers in Robin's pussy and continued to eat the lovely lesbian. Erin quickly found Robin's g-spot and it didn't take long after that before Robin climaxed. Her body lifted off the floor and she held Erin's head tightly to her vulva as she screamed in ecstasy.

"Oh, I'm cumming, yes, yes."

Erin stayed fastened to Robin's pussy obviously drinking in every drop of love juice. Robin reached down for her lover and pulled her up to kiss her. Tommy watched intently as Robin tasted herself on Erin's lips. His release snuck up on his and he ejaculated shooting several streams onto the hardwood floor. He stroked his cock milking it dry but he still stayed hard. He watched as Robin moved Erin into another position/

Erin was on her back with her knees pulled up to her chest. Robin held onto the back of Erin's legs as she lowered her mouth to Erin's pussy. Robin went to town licking the sweet cunt and plunging her tongue into it. Erin's legs were then hooked by Robin's arms as she reached around for Erin's tits. Tommy watched as the girls went at it and not tenderly this time. It was raw sex and he saw all sorts of contortions in his sister's face. Robin was not going to let up until Erin came again and cum Erin did. Her body twisted and turned and she cried out in passion.

"Like that?" Robin asked. 

"Unbelievable, I loved it".

"Your turn again," Robin stated.

Erin moved toward Robin out of desire to pleasure her yet again. Erin moved her head down and repeated what she had done so often. The tip of her tongue parted Robin's pussy and Erin felt her lover respond and shudder. Robin's hips rocked and she pushed her pelvis against the tip of Erin's tongue. She kept her legs wide and out of the way as she opened herself to Erin's hot searching tongue. With her feet planted on either side of Erin, Robin clenched her hands as she pushed her hips up to meet Erin's face. Robin was hot and her body squirmed as her hips gyrated in an attempt to match Erin's dexterous tongue.

Erin parted and separated Robin's puffy, glistening labia and then licked Robin slowly along her pussy down to her ass and back again. Erin circled her tongue teasing Robin and then licked over her perineum. Robin's pussy lips were soft beneath Erin's tongue and then Erin opened up Robin's hood using the tip of her tongue and delicately teased the stiffening, hardening clit out as it poked out from beneath its hood. Erin's tongue made long sweeps all the way from Robin's ass, over the flesh and back to the soft wet mushy opening of her pussy to the tingling throbbing clit.

Erin quickened the motion of her tongue and played Robin's sex like an instrument. Erin moved her hands around to Robin's firm ass cheeks and placed a moist finger against the puckered nether hole. Erin smiled as she gently increased the pressure of her finger on Robin's anus and it yielded as it accepted the tip of Erin's finger and gripped it tightly. Erin then fingered Robin's asshole as her tongue continued its circular motion and lapped at the engorged clit. Robin's body writhed under Erin's three pronged attack. 

"Oh god, take me, take me!" Robin cried, as the penetration of the fingers combined with her clit lapped, licked, sucked and sent her over the edge.

Erin didn't let up as she pressed her fingers deeper into Robin's pussy and asshole. Erin mouth sucked relentlessly on Robin's clit as Robin's body spasmed and contracted around the probing fingers. Robin's gasps turned to screams as her body exploded in a thunderous climax. Erin continued her assault on Robin's body until she felt her lover's body tense yet again as a second orgasm swept through Robin's body.

"Oh my God, oh fuck, you did miss this didn't you?" Robin gasped as she stroked Erin silky hair and added in a sexy voice, "I certainly missed it."

Erin slowed her ministrations as she let Robin recover from the peak of her climax. Erin felt Robin's body relax as it moved to a post orgasmic state. The fingers slipped from Robin's holes causing her to shudder and gasp as they were replaced with the cool air. Erin stood up and the two beautiful naked lovers embraced and kissed deeply. They made quite a picture as the blonde and brunette locked in an embrace.

"I have a surprise for you but," Robin said with a smile and patted her lover on her shapely bottom.

Tommy was still stroking his cock as it had never gone soft. He never expected to be so turned on being a voyeur but then again the two girls were something else. Robin stood up and went to her tote bag. She produced a dildo that made Erin's eyes grow to the size of saucers. She watched as Robin put on a leather harness around her waist with a triangle of leather that covered her pussy. Erin gasped when Robin attached it to the harness and the imposing dildo bobbed before her. It was flesh colored and very life like with veins, ridges and even a pair of balls. It was easily 12 inches long and so thick that Erin doubted she could get her fingers around it.

"This is my surprise, like it?" Robin asked with a smirk.

"It's huge, my God!" 

Robin smiled and knelt again between Erin's legs. When she lifted her lover's legs to her shoulders Erin suddenly seemed to realize what the Robin was about to do.

"No! Wait, it's too big," Erin's words were cut off as Robin grasped the big cock and rubbed the head up and down Erin's soaking slit. 

Once the head was coated in Erin's juices Robin positioned it at Erin's entrance. Robin held it with both hands to keep it stiff and on target as the heavy latex would bend rather than penetrate otherwise. Erin groaned when she felt the head nestle at her opening. She had never counted on this and part of her mind wanted to say stop, but her pussy wanted something in it in a way Erin had never felt. The urgent demands of her body overruled her mind and she clenched her fists tightly in anticipation of it hurting.

"Relax," Robin cooed. 

Tommy was in awe of what he was about to witness. He had never seen anything like it. The fake cock looked so damn real that it looked like it belonged to Robin. He picked up the pace stroking his cock as he was sure that he would cum again watching the two girls.

Erin nodded her head and took a deep breath as Robin pressed forward slowly with her hips and Erin felt the head slip into her. It was very wide and Robin slowed her forward progress. Erin felt the muscles at the entrance to her pussy clench and fight to keep the intruder out. Robin however kept up the slow steady pressure and Erin felt her muscles begin to give way as the head of the massive phallus entered. It stretched her open in a way she could never have imagined. For a fleeting moment Erin wondered if she would be injured, but the thought was driven from her mind as the head slipped past the wall of constricting muscle and her inner lips closed upon the thick shaft.

Erin felt full to the point of her pussy splitting open but it also tingled, itched and created an intense desire within her body. Robin proved to be a very thoughtful lover as she let Erin adjust to the big cock before she slowly pressed forward again. The blunt head of the dildo slid deeper into Erin and forced her inner channel to expand. Erin gasped and Robin instantly stopped. Erin felt positively stuffed and when she opened her eyes to gaze down her body, she was shocked to see that barely two inches of the fake cock had entered her. Robin began to slowly rock her hips but she was careful not to thrust forward as yet. Robin moved in an even motion that withdrew a few inches of the big cock and then pushed it back in. Erin's body jerked as if she was intermittently touched with electricity. 

With infinite patience and care Robin worked the big dildo into Erin's quivering pussy. Robin's eyes were glued to Erin's cunt as she watched the pink lips settle around the fake shaft and see the sticky wetness coating the shaft when she withdrew. Erin felt her inner muscles give way as the huge phallus finally came to rest with only an inch still outside Erin's pink lips. Erin was totally lost in ecstasy as she could felt the huge cock head resting in a place where nothing had ever touched before. Her inner muscles involuntarily spasmed around the big dildo and Erin thoroughly believed she could feel each and every vein or ridge in her pussy. It was the largest dildo Erin had ever had in her pussy.

Robin slowly withdrew her cock and then stabbed it back in. She went slowly and gently at first allowing Erin to get used to it and then she really went to town on her. Erin's hips began to thrust back to meet Robin's. With that reaction Robin wrapped her arms around Erin's thighs and held her tight as she lengthened the strokes and picked up the tempo. Robin pounded Erin's sweet pussy with long powerful strokes. 

"Oh yeah fuck me Robin. Fuck me with your big dick. Fuck me hard," Erin cried out.

The huge dildo stretched and filled her as never before. Each stroke produced tiny sounds in her throat that escaped as whimpers and little cries of passion mixed in with her ragged breathing. Robin was still fucking her slowly, but it was unlike anything she had ever done before. Robin's hips rolled upwards with each thrust driving the dildo deeply into Erin as it made constant contact with her clit. Pleasure ripped through Erin's body as she tossed her head from side to side and gripped the bed sheet when her orgasm rocked her body. Robin never slowed down but actually picked up the pace and drove in with more and more force until Erin collapsed in orgasmic bliss. The first orgasm was still rippling though her consciousness when a second even more shattering peak arrived. Erin cried out and her back arched until only her shoulder blades were touching the floor.

Without warning Erin's pussy spasmed and her inner muscles clenched the heavy thick shaft as this orgasm was beyond the scope of any orgasm that she had ever had. Robin withdrew the huge cock with an obscene popping sound and then crawled up next to Erin and lay down on her side with her head propped up on her hand. She smiled down at Erin and playfully kissed her. 

"God, you're a great fuck Robin," Erin said in a weak voice as she raised her head and looked down on her new lover's face and then with a slight tremor she added, "That was incredible, absolutely incredible."

"I'm glad you enjoyed it."

"Enjoyed it, I didn't want it to end."

"It doesn't have to end," Robin said as she reached down grasped the thick dildo and slapped it against Erin's creamy thigh, "We can go all day, if you like."

Erin giggled and said, "You could kill someone with that thing,"

"Would you like to be orgasmed to death?" Robin asked.

"Maybe later but right now I need to rest," giggled Erin.

Tommy watched as the two lovers lay next to each other and stroked each other's body. Erin had just cum like never before but she was not quite ready for another round. Erin cuddled up in Robin's arms. Robin looked down on her and smiled at her lover. Robin eased herself out of Erin's arms and stood up quietly with the big dildo dangling between her legs. Robin reached down and playfully stroked the large rubber cock. She unsnapped it and licked it clean of Erin's juices. Robin removed the harness and showed Erin how to put it on. Erin was exhausted and remained on her back as Robin attached the dildo to the harness. 

Robin then straddled Erin and lowered her pussy onto the thick rubber cock. Erin remained motionless as Robin fucked herself on the dildo. Erin did reach up and fondled Robin's breasts as they made love again. All this was too much for Tommy who ejaculated a second time shooting an equally big load on the floor. He squeezed his cock dry and returned to his room giving the girls more time before he made his presences known.

Robin orgasmed again and collapsed on top of Erin who caressed her lover's body. It was minutes before the two girls separated and lay next to each other on the family room floor. They were resting side by side when they heard noises upstairs. Robin looked at Erin questionably.

"Oh shit, my brother must be home. I thought he was gone."

The two girls could hardly keep from giggling as they gathered up their clothes and dashed into the kitchen. Erin was laughing as she ran with the dildo bobbing in front of her. She removed the dildo and harness and Robin rinsed it off and stowed it in her tote bag. The two girls got dressed and Erin got them something to drink. They were both seated at the kitchen table when Tommy came down stairs. He entered the kitchen and greeted his sister and lover as if he was seeing them for the first time. 

"Tommy, this is my friend Robin."

"Nice to see you Robin," he said giving Robin a knowing glance that she picked up on right away.





Voyeurism by Accident



Robin smiled as she suspected that Tommy may have spied on her and his sister. She smiled and replied, "It's nice to see you too Tommy."

Tommy made some coffee and got something to eat and then he excused himself. "I have to get ready for work. You two behave yourselves while I'm gone," he teased.

Robin was then convinced that he had seen them earlier. She wondered what Tommy would do. Would he tell Erin? Would he say anything to anyone else? At that moment Robin made up her mind to confront Tommy and make sure that he did not spill the beans. She was sure that if she was willing to fuck him that he would keep his mouth shut about his sister.



Voyeurism in Paradise



John settled himself down in the little hollow beside the lagoon. He might live all alone in this little stretch of forest, but he didn't see any reason to deprive himself of the ... how should he put it? Pleasures of life. After all, this little island was considered paradise by all the rich tourists who came to bask in the sun of their sterile resort.

Usually John ignored them and stayed in his own quadrant of the island. During last year's tourist season however, one group of ladies had discovered this, his favorite lagoon in the island. He would have barged in and angrily demanded that they all leave, but one of them had gigglingly suggested skinny-dipping and John had discovered what he had been missing ever since he settled here. He wasn't the young and horny man he had been, by all means, but at 46, John was not yet ready to become a monk. Since then, whenever he felt the restlessness in his loins, he had come here to watch. The lagoon had become a favorite of the female patrons of the resort. Skinny-dipping had become a sort of informal custom. He would hide in this copse and eagerly stroke his hard cock as he watched smooth tanned bodies play in the water.

Today he made himself comfortable and pulled out his dick in preparation. It was flaccid still, but he knew that would change. The sound of feminine voices made him peer eagerly towards the path. Would it be a group of bored wives, comfortable in their nudity? Or maybe a pair of bi-sexual college students ready for experimentation?

What he saw completely blew all other thoughts out of his mind. A captivatingly beautiful auburn-haired girl swung low-hippedly down the path. She was fairly small and delicate, something he always liked in woman. She had a sweet, slender face with large brown eyes. Her breasts were astonishingly large, though, for a girl with such a slender waist. They pressed up against her thin black halter top so enticingly that John was instantly hard. He could see the gentle curve of her breasts below the top where it failed to contain their softness. With every step she took, he could see them gently bounce independently of one another and her nipples become clearly defined against the thin fabric. She had a way of easily striding down the path and of laughing genuinely that he liked. She was leading a friend down the path towards the water, but John barely noticed the other girl.

They stopped barely five feet from where John was slowly stroking his cock. She was even more beautiful up close. She unwound the wrap covering her hips and John moaned to see her generous ass covered precariously by a tiny black triangle. Even that disappeared as she slid it slowly down smooth, perfectly shaped legs. The girl bent over to untie her sandals and John nearly came as he viewed her soft mound. The little sweetly puckered opening on top and the transparently furred slit below.... She turned around to pull off her halter top and her breasts bounced freely in the air. John felt his mouth go dry as he imagined sucking those two little nubs surrounded by their generous areolae. 

She looked so young unclothed and he liked that, too. She dove into the blue waters and John sighed in disappointment at not being able to see her magnificent body anymore. Soon enough though, she and her friend were sitting at the edge, dangling their feet in the water. John stroked his cock slowly as he watched her breasts swing gently and the nipples harden as the water condensed off of them. He slowly became aware of their murmured conversation.

"Really, though," She was saying, "I hate those slobbering boys who want to just drive into you." She swung her hair around to frame but blessedly not obscure her breasts. 

Her friend laughed throatily. "Oh, I don't know, I like it a little rough. Steve always likes to slap me a little bit and do you know, I think it helps me to come."

John felt as though his cock grew another inch just listening to them. His girl blushed cutely and looked over to the side, coincidentally towards him.

"Oh, really..." She laughed self-consciously. "I love it all soft and gentle and slow. It builds it up in me until I feel this wave rushing over me."

Her friend looked at her sideways and said, "Well, have you ever tried it with another girl?"

"Well, to be honest, I've thought about it... I've met so many girls who feel the same way."

"Believe me, it's quite nice." Her friend slid into the water and came up between her dangling legs. John's breathing increased and he couldn't take his eyes off of the two girls. The girl's friend pushed her head forward and lapped softly at her crotch, all the while staring into her friend's eyes. John gasped and stroked a little faster at his aching member.

His girl moaned softly and writhed on the rocky ledge. John moaned in answer and pulled on his cock. As he stared at the girl arching her back, lifting her already perky breasts upward, his cock was so hard it was almost painful. She tilted her head back and opened her mouth soundlessly. John imagined standing over her and slipping his dick into that sweet moist mouth. With that image in his mind, he came violently, semen splashing out. In his mind, the semen splashed over the beautiful face of the girl being pleasured in front of him as she stared adoringly into his eyes. It was one of the most intense orgasms he had ever had.

The post-orgasmic relaxation didn't last long, not with the vision of the two moaning girls in front of him. John stood up and decided to do something else about it...