Bryony hadn't meant to look through the window. She wasn't really a snoop or voyeur. It was just an impulse. She'd seen someone naked pass close to the window and her curiosity just got the better of her.
She eased up and peeped in, and she could see this young woman reclining on the bed naked, while a naked man was playing with her, touching and teasing her while she was laughing at him.
The whole thing amused and excited Bryony, and she lingered. While she was watching the man suddenly stood and said something to the woman, indicating the door. Then he turned and left the room, giving Bryony quite an excellent view of what she considered to be a very nice erection.
While she waited and watched, the woman just relaxed on the bed, occasionally stroking her breasts and rubbing between her legs, throwing little glances at the door, obviously expecting her partner to return at any moment.
Bryony froze, barely stopping herself from screaming when a hand fell on her shoulder and a soft voice said hullo.
Twisting her head, she found the young man standing behind her, apparently still naked, and looking at her with interest.
"No need to stand out in the cold," he told her. "Come inside."
Bryony shook her head.
"I'm sorry," she gabbled out. "I don't know why I looked. I'll just be on my way."
"I'm Anthony. You can call me Tony. I feel that you really ought to come inside. Now."
Nervously Bryony preceded Tony inside, Tony's firm grip making sure she didn't change her mind. She was direct down the hallway and into the bedroom, where the naked woman on the bed regarded her with curiosity.
"Well spotted, love," remarked Tony. "Out there with her nose pressed against the window pane."
Turning to Bryony he introduced the woman. "This is Helga. She's German. May we be allowed to know your name?"
Bryony swallowed. "Bryony," was all she could think to say.
"Well, Bryony, I suspect that you'd much rather we didn't call the police and hand you over."
At the horrified look on Bryony's face, Tony nodded.
"I didn't think so. As it happens, neither Helga or I are adverse to a little exhibitionism or voyeurism. We just prefer it to be consensual. So we're going to allow you to sit there while we play around a little. You'll have a ring side seat, so to speak. And we won't take no for an answer."
Bryony flushed, looking at the chair by the side of the bed. Helga must have moved it there as soon as she saw that Tony had grabbed her. Embarrassed, Bryony went to sit down, only to be interrupted by Helga.
"Naked, Bryony, dear," she said. "We are, so you should be."
At Bryony's hesitation Helga smiled and held out her arms as if for handcuffs. Bryony started to undress.
Seeing Tony and Helga watching Bryony went to turn away while stripping, but was stopped by a firm command to face them.
Irritated and embarrassed, Bryony undressed, relieved that at least she was fit and her figure was every bit as good or better than Helga's. Bryony could feel the admiration in Tony's eyes, and couldn't help feeling a little excited and flattered.
"A couple of questions," said Helga. "How old are you and are you a virgin?"
Blushing Bryony answered. "I'm over eighteen and no, I'm not a virgin," she said defiantly.
Tony looked at Helga and laughed. "Only just would be added to both those answers, I think," he said, and Bryony's ears burned as Helga sniggered.
Helga lay back on the bed, legs parted.
"Watch," she said as Tony kneeled between her legs.
Bryony found herself unable not to watch, as Tony moved Helga's lips apart and positioned his cock between them. Then he very slowly pushed forward, sinking into Helga's willing flesh. Bryony found herself being strangely excited and appalled, thrilled by the action while secretly aghast at the size of the cock Tony seemed to possess. It might be only her imagination making it that large, but as far as she was concerned it seemed to dominate the room.
As Bryony continued to watch, Tony sank in full length, then slowly withdrew. Turning to her and winking, Tony then thrust down, embedding himself in one powerful thrust. Bryony felt her own pussy cringing in sympathy to Helga, uselessly she realised as Helga seemed to relish it.
To her surprise, Tony withdrew completely, pulling away from Helga. Helga rolled over on command, head leaning on her crossed arms and her bottom high in the air, offering herself.
Fascinated, her excitement growing, Bryony watched as Tony knelt behind Helga and started a slow entry. Bryony could feel herself clenching, waiting and wanting as Tony slowly entered Helga, endless seconds passing as he drilled in. Finally sinking in that last little bit, Bryony found herself gasping with relief, the sound she made matching Helga's sigh of satisfaction.
This time Tony started a slow movement, sliding in and out, tantalising both girls at once. Just as Bryony thought that things were going to heat up, Tony rolled away from Helga again.
This time Bryony felt sympathy for Helga. She must be feeling the need for some vigorous action. Heaven knew Bryony felt an itch that she wanted to scratch.
Now Tony was lying on his back, his erection waving in the air. What did he think he was playing at, wondered Bryony, her question being quickly answered as she saw Helga moving to straddle him.
Now it was Helga's turn to move slowly, sinking down upon Tony's shaft as though she had all the time in the world, until she finally settled, neatly straddling him.
Looking at Bryony, Helga spoke, passion thick in her voice.
"If I wanted to drive Tony insane this is when I'd do little wiggles like this." She gave some sort of twitch with her hips, drawing a gasp and a mild curse from Tony.
