The following words were left ringing in my ears.
"I like to be watched as I play with myself. Would you like to watch me?"
My girl just "upped" the game.
I never really considered myself as a voyeur but I guess the excitement of anonymously observing a woman such as my busty princess express herself sexually was a pleasure I couldn't ignore.
The question arose in my head as to whether I was playing into her fantasies or if she playing into mine? The answer was clearly irrelevant. Neither of us had any cause to examine the situation, so we just let ourselves fall into the fantasies we were creating.
We moved into the warmth of my bedroom and locked our bodies into a comfortable embrace. The Kimono she was wearing parted beautifully so her soft boobs were able to press hard against my chest. I fixed my eyes downward to see her cleavage pushing up towards our faces. I couldn't resist another slow tongue-kiss across each of her bulging tits.
As I lifted my lips from her chest, she locked onto my gaze with a wry smile on her face.
"Here's the scenario", she whispered. "You've just come home from work and you need to relax".
My interest piques.
"You're not sure if your flatmate is home, so you decide to quietly peek into her bedroom to find out".
She directs me to go out the front door and enter the house as if I was truly coming home from work. She said that the rest of the story is up to me. The scene was set.
My heart was racing a million miles an hour as I opened my front door and stepped into the house. I was very cognisant of the situation and yet I felt giddy with anticipation.
I quietly made my way to the bedroom door and partially cracked it open to peer inside. The bed was orientated so that the bed-end was facing the door. And there she was.
Sitting up against the bed-head, her luscious lips were well and truly buried into the flesh of her heaving breasts. Sucking and licking them with a passion that I thought only I could render. From one breast to the other, her tongue pressed deeply into her boobs, leaving a luscious trail of wetness in her wake.
My excitement rose exponentially as I slyly watched her through the thin gap of the partially ajar door. My brain fell into the situation perfectly as I imagined her as my flatmate and I was seeing some sort of forbidden scene. My pants became unbearably tight as my cock rose to full attention, so I decided to slip out of them and give myself some attention.
Her boob sucking continued unabated and even seemed to intensify as I stroked my cock. I knew she couldn't see me fully, but I suspect it was the very thought of the situation that got her so worked up. She knew perfectly well what she was doing to me and she loved every second of it. As did I.
As I watched on, she leaned forward and completely removed the kimono she'd been wearing this whole time. Now she was completely naked, she settled back against the bed-head and resumed the self-gratifying onslaught on her tits. In the most subtle movement she slowly spread her legs as if to become more comfortable, revealing the supple perfection of her rosy pussy. My stroking got more intense.