Part 2
The couple above continued exploring each other’s bodies as she watched below. They turned slightly, now she could see his partially hard cock hanging heavily between them, as thick as she’d secretly hoped it would be. She bit her lower lip as she watched the wife’s small hand grip firmly around his shaft, a soft “fuck” escaped her lips as she allowed one of her fingers to lightly caress herself, shocked and thrilled at how wet she suddenly realized she was. The mans eyes above were closed as his wife brought his manhood to fill arousal. Below a sharp inhale could be heard as the voyeur began sliding her fingers over the hood of her clit, keeping time with the slow rhythm of the wife above stroking full length of her husbands shaft.
As she watched she brought her feet up onto the chair, spreading her legs, with one hand teasing her throbbing clit the other pulled down one side of the cami, the thin string snapping as her breast was exposed to the cold night air. Her hand quickly grasping her breast, pressing it against her rib cage, the palm and fingers kneeding the sensitive skin. Her finger slid down, her hips pushing up from the chair, then gently parting her wet lips she curled her finger inside of her. Her breathing get heavier until she held her breath as she watched the husband reach his hand up to the back of his wife’s neck and pull her toward him for a deep kiss. The wife brought her other hand to his rock hard cock, both hands working to pleasure him. His hips pushing with her rhythm drove the smooth head against her firm stomach above her navel, smearing hot precum with every thrust. His hand still on the back of her neck he pulled her lips away from his, his other hand rising to her shoulder he firmly guided her down to her knees in front of him.
The abruptness of that motion only seemed to shock the watcher beside the pool as the wife licked her lips and opened her mouth wide to wrap around the head of his cock. From her view below she watched the practiced technique of lust and passion that surpasses any erotica she’d seen as she continued to pleasure herself, teetering on the edge of orgasm and fear of being seen.
The wife placed one hand against his thigh, the other hand sliding down his shaft to the base, her head moved away from him, her lips keeping tight to his member until they met as kiss at the tip of his cock.
Once again her mouth opened, her tongue extending out as she leaned toward him, her tongue running against his shaft as her lips enveloped him. An inch at a time she guided him into her mouth, stopping about halfway down his length before sliding him back out. This repeated two, three times, each time slightly deeper until she pulled back, breathing deeply and looking up toward his eyes. Another deep breath and she took him back into her mouth in one smooth motion, his hand on the back of her head guiding her just as much, starting a smooth rhythm his eyes closed and his head fell back as his his wife took almost his entirety into her mouth and throat.
Watching this, the pace increasing, the wife pausing at the deepest point she could manage the newly engrossed voyeur felt the first wave of ecstasy start to wash over her. Feeling all of the muscles in her body tense, her toes, feet, knees and hips thrusting herself forward, her abs contracting to the point of exhaustion then, feeling as if her entire body was trying to collapse starting where her fingers circled inside of her pulses of pent-up pleasure released in whole body convulsions ending with her legs fully extended, her back arching and deep, sharp, almost moaning breaths.
Above her the husband continued to watch as his wife brought him into and out of her warm lips, his hand now taking a handful of her hair and guiding along with each graceful move of her head and shoulders. From the chair beside the pool, still breathing those sharp, staccato breaths of recovery she watched this intimate moment and saw the husbands head tip back, expecting to see the same contortions of pleasure she was surprised to him turn his head to the side, toward the inside of the room. The wife drew his glistening cock out of her mouth, still holding it at the base, aimed straight ahead before giving it a few idle strokes she looked in the same direction before looking up to her husband smiling.
Just as she had seen the couple come into the room she watched as a familiar face walked toward them. Like them, apparently wet from a shower and now just as naked her own husband stood there looking at the two of them. The wife stood, her hand falling away from her husband, his manhood standing freely she stepped up to her new neighbor. Reaching out with her left hand she firmly grasped his already hard penis, pulling him and making a ‘come hither’ gesture with her free hand she backed along side the window. Smiling the voyeurs husband complied, being followed by the younger man the three continued deeper into the room, out of sight from below.
Now realizing that she hadn’t taken a breath since she’d seen her husband in the room above and that she was suddenly standing, fists clenched she drew a deep breath. She unclenched her hands and pulled her thing robe around her, looking to see if anyone else may have seen the same encounter. She looked back toward the glowing window above and let out her breath with a matter-of-factly “That son of a bitch.”
She stood there for a moment in silence, feeling the chill of the night air and a subtle grin started across her lips. “I’ll just have to reintroduce myself tomorrow.”
Source: reddit.com/r/sexystories/comments/bgzplr/the_new_neighbors_ffm_voy_part_2
That was fantastic. Loved the descriptiveness of each scene and the twist at the end.