I knocked on the thick wooden door, not quite knowing what to expect. I'd been around the block often enough that I skipped the "let's meet for drinks and see if we all click" stage of things. This was a sign, like many things, of general craigslist bullshit. If it's going to happen, it's going to happen. Of course, I wasn't stupid. I had my pepper spray in my clutch and I unconsciously traced its shape as I waited for a response.
A few hours ago, I'd posted to craigslist casual encounters looking for something specific. A detailed account of my interaction with a hot passionate couple, where I'd be fully engaged with a warming glass of wine but with their encounter as a backdrop for my relaxation. I'd received numerous responses, three of which were head and shoulders above the crowd. I'd replied to perhaps a dozen in a loose and flirty way, idly hoping for some magic and getting myself in the playful mood that such a meeting would require. After some back and forth, I settled on a rambunctious couple, partially out of convenience and partially because their pictures were damn hot. I'd gladly throw down with the guy or trade bodies with the girl.
Fast forward to now, where I'm standing here with my heart pounding and a tightening feeling all through my body. Finally, the door creaks open and I see a cute woman with a wide grin standing in front of a tight pile of muscle of a guy. I'm not quite sure what to say when she breaks the silence and invites me in. It's super awkward, but he's a great host and disappears for a moment as she and I size each other up. She's a couple of inches taller than I am, but that's not saying a lot since I'm damn short. I'm arguably in better shape, but that's not always a good thing when I'm trying to attract this kind of attention… Her dark hair is amazing and curls slightly at the ends, falling naturally somewhere between her shoulders and the start of her low cut top. Her face is all smiles and I try to mirror this back at her. I feel a little inadequate compared to her, looking at her striking contours and mentally sizing up her chest and hips. I hear "Aaaaadaaaaaam" and a second later he's back and handing me an oversized glass of dark red wine.
I relieved and take a big sip, just enough where I can swallow without coughing. It's good, and I feel the warmth slowly flow down my throat and out along my arms and legs to my fingers and toes. Much better. She looks at me and giggles and he and I join her.
I'm not quite sure how the next half hour passes, but I'm finally settled into my chair in the corner of the bedroom with a half bottle of wine, my glass, and a full view of the two of them sitting on the food of the bed. Her eyes are closed and he's kissing her neck while his hand wanders along her thigh. I've got my shoes off and my heels on the edge of my chair. I involuntarily clench my legs together as she lets out a soft moan.
Her hands run down the center of his chest and trace his outline between his legs, his jeans twitch in response. They kiss and pull each other close.
I sip at my wine as I play out in my mind what's going to happen. They take their time but they don't disappoint, pretty soon, I'm watching her unzip his pants. She stands up and pulls off her own shirt and bra, revealing shapely breasts with dark brown erect nipples. Again, I'm jealous, I'm not nearly as top-heavy even if I'm pleasingly pink in comparison. She makes quick work of his pants and both of her hands are working over his now exposed cock. He's average sized but handsome, I think about how soft yet hard he must feel under her fingers. She kisses her way down his chest, her hands never pausing, and then she's licking his full length. All of her attention is on him, but he looks over at me to see what I'm thinking. I have no idea what my expression is, but I can feel my eyebrows aren't under my control… I quickly look down at my wine as she pulls him into her mouth. His eyes roll back in his head a little and he doesn't care that I'm here at all.
I can feel the warmth of the wine as I take bigger gulps, but it's nowhere near as warm as the feeling between my legs. I'm fully warm and fully wet and I'm watching and listening to an amazing display of skin on skin between two people who know each others bodies intimately. Without thinking about it, I realize I have one hand holding my glass and one hand with a couple of fingers tucked into my waistband. I pull my hand out and press it in as I run it down between my thighs and exhale sharply. This is why I'm here and what my ad was for. This couple is right here in front of me for my pleasure, for me to watch and listen to and smell and experience as I get myself off. I can feel myself soaking into my panties and I half wish I wasn't on my own, but I close my eyes and push my fingers in the tight space between my pants and my hot and wet silk.
She's dropped into a steady rhythm, one hand on the base of his cock and her mouth nearly deepthroating him repeatedly as he jerks upwards against her forearm. I flash a quick smile as I realize my hand is keeping time with them but no one is watching me at this point. I pull my hand out and unbutton things for better access, this is getting good. His breathing gets ragged and he stops her and pulls her up so she's straddling him, topless but with her skirt pooled around him and her pussy riding his cock through her panties. This doesn't last long. He's shockingly strong as he grabs her by the hips and slides her up to sit on his face. His hands slide up to work her breasts and I can tell that they've done this before. His tongue is working her through a thin layer of cotton and she's clearly very very ready for this to happen. I can feel myself pulsing in tandem with her body movements and her breathing and vocalizations are getting more and more ragged. I can tell we're on a timer here, so I'm burying my fingers in my pussy and working myself as hard and fast as I can, getting up to the edge and waiting for her to hit her climax. Finally, I throw my head back and lose myself in the moment as I hear her screaming grunt signify that she's had her first orgasm. Neither of us are anywhere near done for the night, and he knows this as well.
She takes a quick pause and slides back down to sit on his waist and run her hands over his body. As she catches her breath, he bends her forward and slides her back until his tip is pushing against her. I can't wait and I curl my middle and ring fingers in towards myself and slide them into my burning hot pussy. Finally, she braces one hand on his chest and guides him into her with the other. Again, I'm following along with my fingers as she settles into a rocking motion. He has his strong hands around her hips and is guiding her body along his. His hips start to move and he bounces her up and down as he thrusts into her. She's close again and I'm rushing again to keep up. She hits climax before me, but the sounds are enough to push me over the edge. She gets out an "oh god, I love you" while catching her breath and he just grins at her in response, then flips her over and spins her around and drags her to the edge of the bed. He slides down to stand on the floor and pulls her ass towards him and grabs her thighs and moves her so her ankles are above his shoulders. He's got full leverage now and doesn't waste it. He starts slow, but at her urging he pushes hard and fast. I can hear him slamming into her and she can't control herself at all. It's not long until she screams that she's coming and I can see the pulsing tremor rock through her. He keeps pumping away as she flails under him, absorbing her pleasure and adding it to his own.
I'm speechless and can't think of anything past "holy shit." I pick up my glass of wine and just down the rest of it, this isn't time for subtlety. I have one hand buried between my legs and the other carefully rubbing both of my nipples at once. I'm not sure if the sound or the smell or the sight are the best part at this point, but I get myself off in record time. They're still going at it, but I'm getting a little sore and tired so I take a second to start to clean up, but both of them are making sounds of desperation so I just kick my jeans off, lick my fingers, and get back into it. I imagine that the taste on my lips is the same as what he's tasting and that my fingers running in and out of me are his and it's not long until I can feel that familiar clenching that proceeds a fantastic orgasm. I keep going and push three fingers from one hand inside me as I work my clit with my other hand. I can hear myself making frantic sounds and I know they can hear and see me but I don't care as I explode. A few seconds later, both of them cum in sync, but I'm already floating enough that I barely notice. There's a minute or two of silence, then she starts giggling quietly. I look over at her pushing her hair across her sweat covered forehead and I can't help but giggle too. We're both a little out of it but he's still gasping for air as he splays over her, still inside her. I shrug and grab the bottle from the floor and take a long pull and exhale a big sigh.
It's going to be a long night.
Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/3ipixn/im_just_watching