Down the Rabbit Hole [MF] [Voyeur] [Masturbation] [Oral] [Rimming]

Ronaldo grabbed Melissa’s neck and pushed her right cheek against the glass of the ceiling to floor window.

Pressed up against the glass you could see Melissa was drenched in sweat, and her lips formed the perfect O as Ronaldo gave her the necessary rough treatment. Someone had been a bad girl again. There was no need to imagine this time. Even with her face in this contorted state, Melissa’s expression screamed pure ecstasy.

Stacy could not wait to reenact tonight’s show. It had become her and Nick’s dirty little secret. They had roleplayed these performances ever since their first encounter with their exhibitionist neighbours.

Stacy had stumbled across them one evening, on her way back from her daily jog. Upon passing their house, she heard a woman in the throes of passion, thanking someone who was unmistakably spanking her. Looking across through the big ceiling to floor window, she could see the outline of a woman on all fours, legs and arms spread apart and confined by some strange wooden contraption. A man in a full suit held a vibrator in one hand against her pussy and a paddle in the other which he used to inflict precise, pleasurable pain against her skin.

It was only a glimpse, but it was enough to stir a fire in Stacy’s lower stomach. With every step she took, her lips brushed together, squeezing her throbbing clit and creating a delicious heat that might have seared a hole in her lace panty had she not been growing increasingly moist.

She reached home and entered the living room to find Nick, her boyfriend; his body at ease in an obtuse angle across the sofa by the window, his thoughts absorbed by something through the open curtain. The realization of what that something was surprised Stacy, but not nearly as much as it intrigued her. Nick’s legs were lazily thrown apart, and he was grabbing his dick as he watched the same couple she had seen a few moments ago.

She was inspired, and the words rolled off her tongue in what would be the first of many roleplay events between her and Nick. “I’ve been a very bad girl,” she began in a breathy voice, “I need to be punished for everyone to see.” Nick was startled as he had not heard when she entered the room. As he turned to meet her gaze, it was his turn to be surprised. She was slowly undressing and there were already items of clothing pooled around her feet. He had been caught, he knew, yet he was being rewarded. Nick did not skip a beat in deducing what game Stacy wanted to play. Pushing the sofa aside, he stood up and freed his erection causing it to spring forth like tethered wild animal. He gripped the head, steadied the beast and aimed it at his prey.

Though the plan was play by play, there was no need for words in that moment. Stacy sauntered over and assumed a contrite and repentant position before Nick. He could smell her essence from this angle, and he knew she was ready and willing. She had seen something that had enticed her, same as he. What a very bad girl indeed!

As she took his full length in her mouth, he soaked in the scenes from the couple across the street. It was very erotic – having his woman diligently do her duty while he watched the performers who had made her wet in the first place.

Nick admonished Stacy, by listing out all the naughty things she had done. Every mention of a wrongdoing was emphasized with an almost uncontrollable thrust that made Stacy’s mouth water even more. She was becoming undone. The whole scenario was overwhelmingly intoxicating, and it was triggering her inner slut. She began alternating between working her tongue along the length of the underside of Nick’s pulsating cock and wrapping it around the head. The motions would soon be too much for him.

Just as he was beginning to let go and revel in the feel of the steady rhythm, Stacy replaced her slick mouth with her right hand and seamlessly transitioned to rimming him. Over at the other house, Ronaldo had freed Melissa of her restraints and she was fully embracing her new uninhibited status. Receiving double pleasure and watching Melissa carefree, riding Ronaldo with wild abandon brought Nick to the edge quickly.

“Dirty! Fucking! Whore!” Every syllable was emphatically enunciated. The words were low and guttural, each one accompanied by a hot shot of his load onto the living room window.

“How far down the rabbit hole had he and Stacy just gone?” he wondered as he continued to watch the entangled silhouettes across the street through the cum smear on the window.

Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/e0quau/down_the_rabbit_hole_mf_voyeur_masturbation_oral

1 comment

  1. I was wondering if you have had this work published? I’ve read quite a bit of erotica and this sounds very familiar. Just wondering if maybe I have read this before!

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