Being Watched PT4 [MF][Oral][Creampie][Voyeur]

[PT1](https://old.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/hxznhe/being_watched_solovoyeur_pt1/) [PT2](https://old.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/i01bdk/being_watched_mutual_masturbationvoyeur_pt2/) [PT3](https://old.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/i2yzfg/being_watched_bjfingeringvoyeur_pt3/)

As we walk back to our buildings, we are cooking up a plan for a “show” later tonight. We approach our buildings and Jane leans in for a hug and says:

“I can’t wait to feel your cock buried in my wet pussy!” We kiss, and off we go to our respective buildings.

So with my limited video production experience, lol. I set to clean and arraign my apartment for the “Show” that is to come.
It was just starting to get dark, and I get a text:

“Hey sexy, I’m on my way over, and ill be wearing a mask, so are you ready? ?”

“Ready and waiting,” as my cock starts to stir.

About 20 mins later, there is knock on the door, and sure enough, here she is wearing another sundress while wearing one of those Mardi Gras masks. Damn! She looks amazing.

She gracefully enters my apartment and slides right into my arms with a full-on hug. By this time, my cock is at full mast since I know where it will be buried soon.

A Monumental Farewell

I hold her close, arms clenched tightly, never wishing to let go. We both know these are our last few moments together and no by fault of our own. Life just dealt cards that made our world incompatible, but the feelings, desires, and experiences we shared with one another will remain forever. As I pull away, I see the pain in her gorgeous doe like eyes. They’d always shone just right and been one of the things that attracted me most to her. She’s smiling through the feelings she’s experiencing and all I want to do is to take it all away.

A tear ekes out of her left eye and begins making it down her soft cheerful cheek. My heart twinges knowing it’s to mourn the loss of me. I rest my palm just under her cheek and brush it aside with my thumb. I keep my hand there and continue to rub. My mind takes over every ounce of my being. It coerces me to lean in and press my lips onto her own.

[MF] The Wedding Party. Part 1: Could I Get Your Opinion?

“Excuse me, would you mind very much giving me your opinion?”

The first time she asked Rick didn’t even hear, after all he was browsing the store by himself, so why should such a request be aimed at him?

“Excuse me” Beth repeated, trying to get his attention. “Hi, sorry to bother you,” she continued as Rick’s head turned her way, “I’ve got a wedding coming up, and I could really do with an opinion on some outfits, would you mind?”

“Oh, er, well, um… yeah, sure” he tumbled over his words as his brain processed this request from the beautiful woman leaning from the changing rooms.

“Oh, that’s amazing! Thank you so much!” she smiled and turned away as he followed her and took a seat outside the booths. “OK, give me one minute” she said and shut the door.

Rick was still processing his surprise at what was going on when the door opened and Beth appeared wearing a mid-calf dress with a striking plunging neckline and slit halfway up her thigh.

“What do you think?” she turned to give him the full perspective.

“You… that looks fantastic”

Mom and Dad Dirty Talk about Daughter Part 1 [Incest] [Nudity]

Tiffany shushed me before I could groan too loudly as she lowered her pussy slowly over my engorged dick. She had been edging me for almost half an hour and it was getting difficult to not flip her over and pound her little pussy out as hard as I could. Tiffany laughed as I grunted as my swollen head bottomed out inside her

“Verity’s going to hear you if you’re not careful, do you really want her to go to sleep with the mental image of your fat dick ruining my perfect little pussy?”

I tensed inside her and she giggled again as she gave me a few more bounces on my dick.

“Oh! Speaking of perfect little pussies, that reminds me. I was gonna tell you, but I forgot.” she continued to grind into my dick as she spoke, slowly enough to keep edging me but not too slow that it didn’t frustrate me “I went to the spa with Verity this afternoon when you were out with the boys and we went to get undressed in the girl’s changing rooms. You would have loved it, there were these college girls in there all completely naked with their tight little pussies completely shaved.”

Metro Girl dominated – 2

Heyy guys and girls. Check out the first part.

There it was. Her ass was stuck out, her hands handcuffed and her panties in her mouth. Small belt marks on her perfect ass. She looked to be enjoying this as she started shaking her ass, as in to tease me. I met this girl an hour ago. Damn.
“Stay in this position”. I then went ahead to see what my ex had left behind apart from the handcuffs. There were a few interesting stuff. But one of them stood out – nipple clamps with a chain. These things are perfect for sluts like these. I wanted to thank my ex.

I went back and found her exactly as I left her. Good girl, I thought. That’s where my dick did the thinking. It wanted to fuck her wet cunt. The clamps could wait.
“Ready to be fucked, you filthy slut”?
She turned around and nodded, her head on the bed. I spanked her ass and her pussy as well. She welped like a dog. So she didn’t need any lubrication. She was leaking, loving every moment of it.
The view was too fucking good. I shoved my dick in, she screamed into her panties. I started fucking her roughly not caring about anything else other than destroying her pussy. “Hmmmmm hmmm hmmmm” was all I could hear.

Company Ink (Part 3)

After a few minutes, Amber got up off of Allen’s lap and leaned back against the desk. Allen was stunned by what just happened. Red-face and flustered, trying to put his clothes back to a half decent state, Allen quickly started his escape muttering, “I’m sorry…..I am sooooo sorry.” Trying to get a word in edge wise, Amber tried to interject, “No, don’t leave….it’s okay. I wanted that.” He was obviously embarrassed and caught off-guard by what just happened.

Allen quickly left the office in a sweat. As he got into the elevator, he started to tuck his shirt back and gave himself a once over to ensure he didn’t have an appearance of just having sex. Once in the lobby, he stopped at the lobby bathroom. He washed his hands and his face trying to remove any scent of another woman.He stretch his neck to look for any evidence of another woman around the collar of his shirt. He looked over his body. His clothes seemed to be okay. He decided to head home, repeating to himself to just act like it didn’t happen.

Seeking His Skin

*This is the first short taste of more to cum…*

**Part One**

Three weeks…it felt like three years.

Without Hyde beside her everyday, she felt the pain of his absence deeply but not wanting to think about the reasons for his absence. Besides the longing of seeing his face and the side-stitching laughter of his unique humour, the ache of missing his presence and touch was deathly.

Looking out into the garden from behind the glass panel in the kitchen, vapour was accumulating on the pane. It was a chilly day with the sun barely showing itself, she couldn’t steer her mind away from the hungered thoughts of her and Hyde together. Her breath quickened as she remembered the way he held her, each memory shortening her breath, turning the vapour on the glass into droplets.

Without realising, she had pressed her breasts against the glass, relieving the heat building up inside her. Her button-up blouse was in the way so she unbuttoned the first two buttons, letting the fullness of her breasts above her bra, firmly press against the glass. She wanted Hyde with an ache and hunger she herself could not describe, with her left hand she pulled up her skirt, feeling her trembling thigh. This was supposed to be his job, he was supposed to touch her, make her hot and wet. She wanted his touch and she wanted his tongue to trace her pussy until she begged him, she wanted his fingers sliding inside her, one by one.

Of Kindness and Kink. Chapter 3: Reluctant Dominant [bondage]

As I went to the kitchen, I thought: “STUPID!!! SHE WANTED ME TO GO ALL THE WAY!!! SHE WAS PROBABLY INCITING ME!!!! But… she could’ve just been enjoying the massage… but… THAT MUCH?!?! YOU IDIOT!!!! IT WAS A SIGN AND YOU MISSED IT!!!! YOU MISSED IT!!!! NOW SHE’LL NOT WANT ANYTHING WITH YOU, YOU FUCKING COWARD!!!!”.

I brought her a glass of water and placed the sheets back over her legs. I ordered a pizza and it arrived thirty minutes later. All that while, Jenny was very quiet. I couldn’t bring myself to say a single word; I was swimming in a stew of shame, regret, anger and self disappointment.

I helped Jenny eat and even cleaned her lips with a napkin. “Would you like to watch a movie? I’ve got Netflix, Apple TV, Amazon Prime, Hulu… you name it, I got it. “Well, I’ve never seen Schindler’s List. Is it good?”, she asked. “It’s one of my favorites; let’s watch it”, I said.

Daydreaming About Daddy

Why are you always in my best dreams? I end up wet and horny as fuck.

This morning I came to work like any normal day. It was a slow morning. The office was quiet so I did what any lonely, horny woman would do. I pulled out my phone and watched a little porn. Thankfully we have desks with a cover on the front. No one else knew my hand was up my skirt teasing my clit.

You walked in and my pussy pulsated. I pulled my hand away and set my phone down just as you walked by. I couldn’t get caught by you of all people. You’ve been been in my fantasies for years. I watched from the corner of my eye as you walked into your office and closed the door. If only I was under that desk with my face buried in your lap and your cock in the back of my throat.

I snapped myself back to reality. You’re my boss and I have to stay professional. At least during office hours. A few glasses of wine in my tub later tonight is another story. Right now I need to focus on this ridiculously slow day.

Cybernetic freedom. The beginning.

I cant seem to really talk to anyone about the things that go through my head. My fetishes. Some too dark to say outloud. I usually browse the net for chat rooms to get some relief. It all just seems like an ocean of boys thinking that sending random dick pics as an introduction is the key to getting in a womens panties.
Most of the men I meet in person, either are boring or selfish. Most but not all. I remember Jin Ho. He was this Korean hottie. Tall and thick. Not buff but not overweight. Just thick. Full lips, black hair, ivory skin, and big brown eyes. He had a dimple on his left cheek. I met him online first. He so happened to be local and we decided to meet up at a public place and see if there was chemistry. As soon as I saw him my pussy wanted him. Lucky for me he wanted me too. We went back to his place. I was nervous. He handed me some whiskey that we had bought on our way to his apartment. I sat on his couch. He stood over me and placed both hand on the headrest of the couch. Inches away from my face. My heart wanted to leave my body. I know my face showed my arousal. I felt the temperature rise. He looked straight into my eyes with a sly smile and said softly