April and May 2018, the observer is observed. A story about exhibitionism and voyeurism, maybe. [MF]

[Part 1 is here](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/az0qoe/february_and_march_2018_when_it_all_started_a/)

July, 2018. I finally pretend to wake up on the couch as I hear my brother escape a pleasure groan from the other couch. She runs to the bathroom, denim shorts unzipped and I hear a spit sound coming from there. When I check, there is semen down the sink drain.

**APRIL**

Her relationship with her boyfriend was not doing so well, she had been clearly more extrovert between friends and I thought she’d been sexier than ever. We used to watch Netflix and smoke a joint at night, but we didn’t own a smart TV so there was a PC on the floor connected to it. One of these Fridays the cable had a bad connection, which started to happen often.

– Let me check it – I prompted myself to be helpful.

– No need to, I’ll do it. Don’t look at my ass – she said playfully.

She was wearing yoga shorts. Sure I won’t look, I thought playfully. All I can see now is you in all fours with your ass pointing up to me, moving your hips side to side, in a hypnotizing way, trying to find the right spot.

– Is it on? – She turns her head to me asking if the image is appearing.

It’s on for a while, dear. But you can continue over there for another minute. – It’s unstable, try a bit harder. – I said, as she leaned her back even more. Hey, I can see the lines coming down your yoga shorts between the leg gap, well indicating the path to a cameltoe down there. At this point I imagined my fingers sliding down the curvature of her ass and reaching her pussy as she was standing in all fours – Ok, now it’s working. Let’s watch.

It was still early in the evening, we watched a movie, smoked a joint, as usual. At the same time, she was doing laundry and later we were going out to a friend’s place. After the movie ended, she took a shower, put on a sort of summer dress (it’s not even summer) and went hang the clothes. The kitchen and the laundry room are next to each other and I could see her as I had dinner. Each time she steppped on the tip of her toes to hang a piece, the dress lifted and her small cotton white underwear was revealed. Luckly she was behind the clothes so she couldn’t see me spying on her. Now I can see your perfectly crafted cameltoe I could only imagine before. Just a quick glance at a time, but that’s okay for me. We headed to our friend’s.

Night goes on, beers, joints, chit chats. He is a gamer and a DJ who streams gameplays and other live stuff and claims to have a good number of followers. Seems to have an interesting life, but she doesn’t seem interested in nothing of that. She starts talking about her relationship. It’s going bad. He cheated on her and she’s mad about it. I don’t remember excatly how it happened but our friend was on a chair, she was standing up and I was on a couch. He said something that made she simply sit on his lap, legs spread, facing him and kissed him. I was’nt even paying attention to the conversation until then. What draw my attention was that move. A sudden wet kiss, so your tongue I only saw being use for rolling joints now is down this guy’s throat. Your legs look definitely much hotter around his waist, dress pulled up as his hands goes up your thighs reachings for your butt than just lying on the couch. I grab a beer and would grab popcorn if I had. But you go to his room.

– Hey man, there’s a pillow and blanket over there, I don’t know what your plans are.

My plans? I don’t know either. But as soon as I hear you guys having sex, I decide to spend the night. I take the advice and lay on the couch covered by the blanket and rest my head on the pillow. She moans differently when she’s with someone. It’s kinda soft, and in sync, his and her sounds. It accelerates, they are not being shy. I accelerate too, as I jerk under my clothes. I can hear the tapping sound of his thighs slapping against hers. Fuck you man, you have her in all fours like I pictured earlier. Tell me later how it goes. He cums and the moanings slow down until they cease. “Can we call this a threesome?”, I said laughing quietly to myself. I could go home now, but I’m to high and drunk for that. Thanks for the show.

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**MAY**

My girlfriend lived in another city and when she came to visit me, we tidied up the apartment, I avoided to smoke in front her and things were pretty much okay between us. On weekends she didn’t visit me, my nigthly routine with my flatmate sometimes strechted all over the day in the living room. Movies, TV series, marijuana, junk food, and oh some almost hidden masturbation sessions under the blanket in between. She had this routine: 1) smoke a joint 2) get horny 3) check some messaging app or play a candycrush-like game 4) play with her pussy 5) repeat 3 and 4 a few times, 6) orgasm 7) get something to eat 8) repeat all over again. Delicious.

One of these times she had this messaging app open and I caught her sneaking her phone under the infamous purple blanket. She moaned, trying to keep it quiet as usual. I could hear this watery or splashy sound of her playing with her pussy as well. She brought the phone back and there was a voice message she had just sent. Oh you naughty girl. I must admit that’s safer than sending nudes. I want to hear that audio so bad now. She got up and went to the kitchen, and I could see her from the reflection of the glassdoor that goes to the balcony. Are you going to get something to eat? You leave your phone next to the sink, you hand slide down your pants as the other one pinches your nipple. You don’t see that I’m looking at you, but you could if you looked at the door. You start to moan in pleasure again, not so muffled anymore. I alternate between checking the tv, checking on you and caressing my now wet, hard dick. I have my own blanket too, you won’t get to see it. You glimpse at the glassdoor at the same time I was looking at you and I turn my head away.

– Would you bring me a glass of water on your way back, please?

– S-sure – She stuttered. Did we both panicked? Maybe I should show her it’s ok for her to do it. She comes back and is much, much more discreete for the rest of the night, though never left her phone.

After each of us went to bed, I decided to go to bathroom and realized that the living room PC is still on. Turned it off and went back to my room. A few seconds later, I heard her door opening, steps, her door closing. I went out to check what was that. The PC was back on. Better not to turn it off, maybe you are downloading torrents or something.

– Sorry, he turned off the computer – I hear from across the hall.

Before that, I was sleeping so heavy that I didn’t hear anything else. Maybe I should start recording my sleep. I stick my ear to my door to listen better. Background music. Slaps. What are you doing? You start to moan in a sweet way, sounds like when you were with our friend. There’s a second voice, the kind of voice you hear in a Skype call.

– What are you going to do for me baby?

– Whatever you want. Do you want that in my mouth?

What in your mouth? I wanna see it. I pull my dick out and start moving fast back and forth. Is she a camgirl? Is she just showing off to someone? I keep listening.

– Your pussy is so tiny and beautiful, I wish I was there to lick it – Me too, my unknown friend.

– Do you like it? See how wet it can get when I slide my fingers like this? Ahh..

– I do, but I also like you wearing the panties you had today.

– Did you pay attention? What color were them? – Oh gosh this is delicious, it could be your fingers in here, you know?

Dark blue, I answer in a low tone to myself. She was wearing loose tiny shorts during the day and I’m pretty sure I saw them. I was stroking so fast and grabbing my dick so hard at this point, imagining my fingers pulling the blue cotton panties aside and slipping inside her trimmed pussy as she would blow me. I am climaxing right now.

– Mmm I’m gonna cum, let me see your face now – me too, and I feel the warm cum running down my hands and thighs and see it even on my door. He goes on:

– Oh god that was good… look at what you made me do!

– Wow you really made a mess over there.

– Well I have to clean it now. By the way, they were dark grey, not blue. Bye babe!

– You are right babe, bye! Oh, do you think we can call this a threesome?

A shiver went down my spine. What the fuck was going on? June would tell me.

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