I could hear her off in the distance. Her moans drew me forward. I crept up slowly, knowing what she was doing and wanting to see it for myself.
There. Just ahead. I could hear her breathing. I felt my body reacting, my heartbeat racing, thinking about seeing her on top of him. My hand felt the cold, stone wall as I crouched down, not wanting to make a sound. I knelt as closely to the edge as I could, the sound of their bodies coming together ringing in my ears. I sat, listening for a moment, my pussy tingling as I anticipated seeing him inside her, hearing her voice calling out for him to fuck her.
I leaned over the wall, slightly, looking, seeing them together. She was on top of him, her back to his, his hands gripping her tits as her hips slammed down again and again onto him. Her head rolled as she rode him, first holding onto his legs, and then reaching back to brace herself against his body. I watched, my free hand traveling down to rub against my own pussy as hers took his cock again and again. I closed my eyes, imagining being closer, occasionally stealing another glance.
They switched positions, she now on her knees. I could see his cock better, glistening with her juices, as he drove into her slowly, then hard. I felt my own body jump slightly when he punched into her, and I fought to stifle my own gasp and building orgasm. I looked some more, watching her back arch as she threw her head back. His fingers gripped her hair and pulled her upright, his cock still firmly inside her as he bit her shoulder. She moaned, I moaned, she rode his body as I rode my fingers, my skirt pulled up and my soaked panties pushed to one side.
My fingers flew fast, my clitoris straining for touch as my body shifted to let more of my fingers inside. My free hand, holding onto the wall for balance, slipped, and a stone hit the ground. Oh, shit! Did they hear?
"Come here!" Her voice rang out and I froze. Oh, no! I've been caught!
"Come here." Calmer, but no less commanding. I stood, turning, red-faced, to look at them. He was still inside her, she was moving slightly, still biting her lip. "Over here." I felt my feet walking towards them, the two I had been watching -- cumming -- for the past few minutes.
The steps dragged on, and it seemed like an hour as I watched them, still fucking, embarrassed at getting caught. After what seemed like an eternity, I was within arms' reach.
"Do you like her?" She was asking him. I couldn't believe myself; I thought I was in trouble. He grinned, and she turned back to face me. "Turn around." I turned slowly. "Stop." My back was to them. "Pull your skirt up." I was being ordered to strip! "Do you like her ass?" I heard him grunt. "Want to fuck it?" Another grunt. "You. Turn around and come here."
I heard shifting. My eyes were closed, but I stepped forward. I felt her hand, then his, on my tits. They squeezed my nipples painfully, but I loved it.
"Get on your knees." I obeyed. "Open your eyes." I obeyed. He stood before me, his hard cock just inches from my face. "Suck it." I opened my mouth as his hands gripped my hair and pulled me forward. In an instant, his manhood filled my mouth, pushing back against my throat and I gasped for air. My lips closed around his shaft as he pulled me back. He slid in and out of my mouth, and it was all I could do to keep my breath.
"No, suck it hard." I sucked hard, pulling him into my mouth. Her juices coated my tongue and I looked over. She stood, barking orders. "Now suck the head, just the head." "Slide down the shaft." "Lick his balls." I obeyed every command, looking up at him then over to her. She smiled. "Is she doing a good job?" Another grunt. "Are you ready to fuck her?" Grunt. "Stand up. Stroke his cock." She stepped forward and pulled my blouse and bra off, exposing my erect nipples and sucking lightly on each one. Glistening wet. "Taste her." I felt his lips take one, then the other into his mouth, sucking and biting my body as her hands reached under my skirt and gripped my panties.
