One
I did like to watch. I'd found that out when I was eighteen and my then-boyfriend had cheated on me with my best friend.
Anyone else would have screamed and gone mad finding their two most trusted at it in the pub carpark. Not me. I'd been mesmerised. Fixed to the spot watching Jade bouncing on Dan's cock on the backseat of her old Fiesta.
Bare flesh on the lower half and her bra pulled up to real her teardrop-shaped tits and pink nipples. But it was the look of ecstasy on their faces that had captured me. Expressions that no one in their right mind would make in other circumstances. Did I look like that when I was being fucked?
They'd been so engrossed in one another that it'd been almost a minute before they'd noticed me in the dark.
Then had come the screaming and the stomping away. The throwing about of his stuff and the promises of never speaking to him again. But later at home when I should have been crying my eyes out, I was humping my pillow with more vigour than at any time in my life as I replayed the vision of them fucking over and over in my mind.
Yeah, they'd betrayed me. But it was also the moment I realised watching real people fucking was far more arousing than fake videos online.
That'd been nearly four years ago. I'd moved on from Danny. I was twenty-two now and with a lad five years my senior. All tattoos and confidence. Muscles and a cheeky boy grin. The strong silent type. He didn't talk much. A total opposite of Danny in every imaginable way. And to me.
I was demure. I spoke quietly and always worried about my appearance. Meek and cute. That was me. At least on the outside.
I dressed like a librarian. Tied my dark hair back and wore glasses. I had a sweet face and the sweetest little body waiting for the man who cared to unwrap it.
Ryder did that often enough for me. But he also had a roving eye and zero commitment. He'd fuck anything without a thought. He certainly wasn't marriage material. He was a bad boy who'd cheat at the first opportunity. He pushed boundaries and chanced his luck. For me, despite Danny, that wasn't a downside. It was a positive advantage. Meeting him had fed my fantasies and encouraged me to embrace my wild side.
Which brings me back to my obsession. Finding girls who were willing to be watched. Girls we could bring home for Ryder to do it with while I observed and got myself off. Ryder got to play the field while coming home to his dutiful little girlfriend. I got to indulge in my obsession. God, it made me horny just thinking about it.
And that was how tonight had panned out to this moment. Me in the little tub chair with my top up to play with a tit and my other hand pushed down inside my jeans to work a pussy that gushed so much it was soaking through the denim.
On the bed our latest find, Sara. She was on her hands and knees with Ryder giving her one from behind. I'm not sure what turned me on more. His taut muscles working hard or Sara's large tits swinging like milky pendulums as she was bounced back and forth. Maybe it was the eye contact as she stared forward, locked on my own intently watching orbs.
I was captivated. Her flushed cheeks and the oh shape of her mouth as she moaned with each thrust excited me. As did the tiny tremble in her arms and legs as she grew closer and closer to the moment she would let go.
We'd picked her up in a local bar. She'd been flirty as Ryder chatted her up. Then as I was brought into the mix she'd become cagey and distrustful. At one point she'd asked if we were a Fred and Rose West type. But we'd bought her a few drinks, talked her around, and she soon stopped worrying about patios.
"Uhh."
I shuddered as my fingers slid slowly in and out of my tight little purse on a slick film of sweet-smelling juice. I loved the smell of my sex. It was the perpetual circle. The scent made me horny. I frigged myself in response and more of the smell rose to my nostrils.
"Aw fuck."
Sara broke eye contact and her concentration turned inwards. Her mass of blonde hair fell in a curtain around her face. Ryder slapped her arse and I delighted at the ripple riding over her cheek and thigh.
"Oh god, I'm gonna cum." She muttered.
My fingers went deeper as with a final grunt her whole body quivered.
"Fuck. Fuck."
She fell forward, turning to lay on her back and Ryder quickly clambered over her working his massive cock vigorously.
"Fuck yeah."
I sat upright for a better view as his meat visibly swelled in his hand. At least that was how it seemed to me. A beautiful stream of creamy cum jettisoned and splashed over the girls waiting face.
"Uhh."
Every muscle in his body was accentuated with the intensity of his orgasm as more launched from him, this time landing across her tits.
"Fuck. I'm done."
He fell backwards with just a bent knee and his cock sticking up into the air like a flagpole.
Now I pushed my jeans down my hips and worked myself furiously. The squelch of wet flesh mixed with my groans as I drove myself towards a blissful ecstasy.
"Uh. Uh. Uhh."
I bent double when it hit, pushing my fingers deep between clamped thighs. My glasses slid to the end of my nose on a film of sweat.
"Aw god.
Fuck."
It felt good. So good. A feeling that reached down my thighs and up into my stomach. My tits tingled at the very peak and I squeezed hard.
"Uhh."
Then it all ebbed away and I was left with a deep satisfaction and happiness as I sat back and waited for my heart rate and breathing to settle.
With a finger on the bridge, I pushed my glasses back into place and found Sara watching me. She had a wry smile on her face. Ryder as expected was paying no attention. Spent, he was nearer sleep than arousal. Just laying there with his eyes near closed. I'd fix that later.
"You two are a little weird." The girl said.
"But that was a great fuck. And a nice little show at the end there from you."
I grinned.
"Glad you enjoyed it."
"You do this a lot?
Pick up girls to watch fucking your boyfriend?"
She hadn't been that reluctant, but she did have doubts about us. I'm not sure she understood it at all. But then I'm not sure I did. I just knew I liked it.
"Yeah. Makes me horny."
"You ever join in?"
"No. I just like to watch."
She sat up and started searching for her clothes. To her, I was an interloper she'd tolerated for her hour or so of fun. I didn't much care what she thought of me. I wouldn't see her again and I'd got my hour or so of fun.
"You've no idea what you're missing out on."
Now my smile was rueful. I wasn't missing out on anything. When she was gone I'd have the best sex imaginable. Just like that day I'd humped my pillow to oblivion after finding Danny with his cock buried in my friend.
Sara pulled her panties on and stood up to step into her little dress. It was tight as she pulled it up. It seemed to struggle to hold her tits. Still, I just watched. She was a tidy find. Nice skin, big tits and long legs. A little tarty, especially in red, with lots of makeup. But then I don't suppose your average girl-next-door type was big on performing for an audience.
"Well, it's been fun."
She said wiping her face with a cleansing wipe from her bag.
"But I gotta go."
That's what I liked. A girl who did it and went. No small talk and hanging around. I showed her out and went back to Ryder. He'd at least moved to lay on the bed the right way around. He opened his eyes as I climbed on the bed beside him.
