Voyeur Pt 03

I had watched through binoculars the couple across the road having sex a couple of times and it had been fantastic, so much so that on both occasions I had cum without hardly even touching my cock, as the eroticism was so much that my cock had spontaneously shot its load.

The first time I had spied on them was clandestine, but after that they had told me they knew I had been watching, but they had enjoyed that, and subsequently I left my light on so that we could see each other.

This did not become a regular event, but I did get to watch them a couple of times more as the summer faded into autumn. The heatwave that had started it all had passed, but I kept an eye on their window to see if they left the curtains open, which was a sign that it was going to happen, and then I would also leave my curtains open with the light on.

It had been a couple of months since the last show and I was beginning to think that it would not happen again, which was very disappointing. As I thought about it, I realised that it had always been them who initiated the show but I wondered what would happen if I left my light on with the curtains open; would they respond, and if so, how?

The next Sunday I decided to try it. I wasn't at all sure if anything would happen, but I got ready just in case. It was autumn, and the evenings were drawing in so it was dark quite early. Without closing the curtains, I left my light on and moved around the room just in my pants, getting things ready, things they would see and recognise. I put up the clothes airer and balanced the binoculars on top, pointing at their room, I put the kitchen steps central to the window, but where they could not be seen from the street below, and then collected my other bits around me, the condoms, the tissues and a towel on the floor. Having done this I looked up, and was rewarded by seeing that they had also drawn their curtains back and left their light on, so I thought there would be some action again. My cock pulsed and started to get hard just at the thought.

Looking across the road I saw her moving about their room wearing only her bra and pants and I knew definitely it was going to happen. Partly because my cock was growing uncomfortably in my pants, but mostly because it was part of the fun, I stood by the window and slowly pushed my pants down, and it was pleasing that as I dropped my pants my cock sprang out, ready for action. I could see she was standing by the window watching me, and her husband came and stood beside her and gosh! he was already naked! She reached over to him and stroked his cock as they watched me playing with mine, and I could see they were discussing something, probably what they were watching.

The woman moved out of sight and he continued to stand at the window playing with himself. He was turned half sideways and seemed to be looking across the room, probably at her, out of my sight. I watched him stroke his cock as I waited for the woman to re-appear.

While I was waiting, my front door bell rang which was a nuisance. I considered ignoring it but it continued, and anyone could have seen from the street that there was an upstairs light on, so I had to go and answer it, hoping I could get rid of whoever it was before the action got going again.

The problem was I was stark naked with a raging hard-on. I grabbed my track-suit top and trousers from my bedroom and pulled them on hurriedly, but my erection was pushing the front out like a tent pole, but there was nothing I could do about that. I went downstairs and opened the door to see who it was. My mind didn't click for a moment and then I realised that it was the woman from across the street!

We looked at each other for a moment and then she said 'You seem very pleased to see me' as she pointed at my tent-pole erection pushing my trousers out, 'or do you greet all your visitors like that?'

I blushed red at the situation and tried to push it down but that didn't do any good, in fact it made me stiffer! I stammered, searching for something to say but she carried on.

'It's a bit chilly out here, are you going to invite me in?' She was wearing an outdoor coat but the autumn weather was cold as she said, so without saying anything I just stood aside meekly and she came in. As she brushed past me, I smelt her perfume which filled my nostrils with its feminine odour. My cock jerked.

As I closed the front door she saw the stairs up to my flat and she went up. I followed her, still wrestling with my erection, trying to make it less obvious. When we got upstairs she turned and headed straight for my front room, and when she went in she looked around. She took in the kitchen steps, the clothes airer with the binoculars balanced on it and the paraphernalia on the floor -- the condoms, the tissues and the towel spread out.

She said nothing but went over and looked through the binoculars into her own room and smiled. She turned to me and said 'You need to be more careful with these as they gave you away. We saw glints of reflected light as you used them, the lenses reflecting light from the street or something, and we guessed you were watching us with something like this, but fortunately for you we found it a real turn-on'.

'By the way' she said, 'my name is Connie, and I think you've seen my husband, John! 'What is your name?'

I told her I was Bill, but I still did not understand what she was doing here, though I assumed it was not in the nature of a complaint.

She turned to me and said 'it's certainly warmer in here, have you somewhere I can hang my coat up?' and with that she undid her coat and slipped it off her shoulders.

My cock jerked. All she was wearing under her coat was the lacy bra and pants. I stared unbelievingly at the fabulous vision in front of me, with her big breasts trying to escape from her bra, which was so lacy as to be quite sheer, and I could see the outline of her big, dark areolas, and her nipples which were hard and prominent, either from the cold outside, or possibly from sexual excitement, and which were standing proud and pushing against the material of the bra. Her knickers were lacy and close fitting, doing their best to hide her thick black bush and the ultimate centre of satisfaction, which I could not see but I knew I wanted to visit. I hadn't realised how much I was staring at her until she spoke.

'If you can take a break from staring at my boobs, do you have anything by way of a drink?' I closed my mouth and told her there was some beer but that was all, so she asked me for a small glass of beer.

I went to the kitchen to fix a couple of drinks and when I got back she had pulled the kitchen steps into the middle of the room, sideways to the window, and was sat down on them. As I handed her the glass she took it with one hand and with the other she stroked down the front of my jogging trousers, feeling the contents and tracing the outline of my cock. While we had been talking my stiffy had softened and was no longer making an embarrassing tent-like bulge in the front.

'I thought you were pleased to see me but it seems to have shrunk' she said, and with that she pulled my trousers down, and my soft willy flopped out in front of her. My cock, when soft, is really quite small, barely a couple of inches of pale wrinkled flesh, but it grows amazingly when it gets hard to a good size, both in length and girth.

'Mmmm' she said looking at it, 'that is not quite as hard as I recall. You were quite amazing shooting your spunk like you do, without even touching yourself. I think we need to get you hard though, so why don't you stand back a bit and watch. You like to watch, don't you?'

'Now stand there and watch, and put your hands behind your back, I don't want you touching yourself to get hard, I want to watch it grow.'

I stood just a few feet in front of her and dutifully clasped my hands behind my back, my soft cock still hanging limply down. Reaching behind her, she undid her bra and shrugged it off her shoulders, letting her big, full breasts tumble free, the areolas swelled and proud, and the stiff nipples sticking out. Instantly I could feel my cock growing, engorged with the blood pumping into it, as I stared at her incredible breasts, just aching to reach out and fondle them, but I didn't want to spoil the action, so I just stood and stared as she played with her big mammaries.

After a minute or so, she took her hands from her tits and stroked her body, getting closer and closer to the waistband of the tight, lacy knickers. She opened her legs wide so that the gusset of her knickers barely covered her pussy, with a few stray wisps of curly black hair escaping at the sides. She slid a hand under the waistband and fingered herself, watching me all the time,

'Mmmm' she said as she played with herself, 'would you like to see some more?'

My cock jerked as it grew, getting longer and harder, and I just nodded dumbly. She kept watching my erection which was growing before her eyes, and she slipped her thumbs under the waistband of the knickers and, closing her legs, and lifting her bum slightly, slid the lacy undies down and off. Looking me in the eye again, she slowly spread her legs wide, and the dark bush of curly hair parted as her pussy opened like a flower blossoming.

Standing so close in front of her I could see her fleshy outer lips spread wide, exposing the soft, pink flaps of her inner labia, and her shiny crack, glistening with wetness. At the top was an elongated hood covering her clit which was just peeking out from its cover like a little pink bud. At the bottom of her exposed crack, I could plainly see the small hole that was her vagina, already open slightly, evidence of her arousal. Below her open crack, between the globes of her bum cheeks I could just see the light brown, crinkly hole of her anus, which seemed to be pulsing slightly.

I could barely believe what I was seeing; this gorgeous woman was naked right in front of me, showing me everything, her most intimate and private parts, and my cock, by now rigid, jerked and twitched at the sight.

'That seems to have done the trick,' she said, looking at my erection. It was so stiff it was standing vertically, throbbing slightly, without me having touched it, and as I looked down at it, I could see there was a dribble of clear seminal fluid oozing out of the eye and running down the shaft. It was so stiff it ached, the skin pulled tight, the purple head shiny in its tautness, and I knew I was in danger of cumming at any moment, still without having been touched.

With one hand she fondled her breasts, playing with her nipples, pinching and pulling them, making the big boobs wobble. With the other hand she ran a finger along her open crack, gathering the copious wetness, spreading it all over, and making her clitoris slippery as she rubbed it with small circular stroking movements.

Desperately I tried to slow the overpowering sensations in my cock as I stared open-mouthed at what she was doing right in front of me. I couldn't believe I was watching her masturbate from just a couple of feet away, so close I could smell her pussy juice.

Her vagina was open and she eased a finger into her cunt, and when she drew it out it was streaked with white cream. and she put the finger in her mouth and licked the juice off it, then inserted two fingers into her cunt to gather up more of her secretions to suck off her fingers. She continued fingering her cunt, and spread the slippery wetness all over the big flaps of her gaping pussy, concentrating on her clit, which was now very prominent. All the while her crinkly anus was clenching and relaxing.

Unbelievably I felt the tension in my aching cock growing and I knew I was going to cum. The clear juice was now running out of me in a constant stream, and it was turning white as my balls prepared to release my sperm.

I groaned as my rigid cock jerked uncontrollably and she looked at it. As my legs were about to give way I stumbled forward and held on to her shoulders to steady myself as my cock shot jets of cum everywhere, jerking and squirting semen all over her.

When my climax finished and I could stand up again I let go of her and stood back, seeing her naked body splashed with my spunk. I was flooded with different emotions; relief as the sexual tension was released, but disappointment that I had cum so quickly.

'Well, that was fantastic' she said, 'certainly an amazing demonstration.' Using the tissues she wiped up the sperm that had landed on her. 'I am really am impressed, such a powerful cumshot just from watching me, you really do enjoy watching, don't you! Come here and let me clean you up.'

I stepped forward again and surprisingly my cock had hardly softened after the ejaculation, still sticking out horizontally, with the last of my cum dripping from the end in a long, silver string.

I was expecting her to wipe me with the tissues, but instead, she leaned forward and took my helmet into her mouth, running her tongue all over it, sucking off the remains of the emissions, and swallowing them down. She continued to suck on me, taking more and more in her mouth until her face was against the pubes on my belly and I could feel my cock-head pushing against the back of her mouth.

What she was doing was so fantastic that my full hardness quickly returned. As she ran her tongue all over the taut skin of my helmet, feeling its shape in her mouth, she fondled my balls, and slid a finger backward, pushing my bum cheeks apart until she found my bum-hole, which she teased but didn't quite enter.

She was so good that even though I had just cum, I was soon feeling the familiar tension in my shaft as she stoked it, and my helmet was getting very sensitive. Maybe I groaned or something, I don't know, but she sensed I was close to cumming and she took me out of her mouth again and looked closely at my stiff member in her hand as she continued to stroke it slowly.

The closer I got, the slower she went, until she was making single strokes, and then just held me round the base. It was agonising. Every time she stroked it, my cock tensed up expectantly, and when she stopped it slowly relaxed slightly, and then she would do another single wank. I was so close, but I couldn't finish as she controlled my orgasm with tremendous expertise.

She held the base of my cock and pulled down, stretching the skin, which pulled on my taut cock-head until a veritable river of pre-cum was running out of me. One more wank, then the agony of frustration, more pre cum flowed as my balls were tight up under my shaft.

As if the agony of my impending climax wasn't enough, her finger playing with my anus suddenly pushed in, adding to the tsunami of sensations that were washing over me. She leaned forward and licked from under my helmet up to the tip to gather the cum that was beginning to run from me. Again the torment in my cock as she did it, but this time the tension did not subside and I felt the release begin to flood over me.

Without hardly any warning, a bolt of lightning shot through my cock and a series of rapid spurts of spunk shot from me in quick succession. The first few hit her on the face until she pointed my cock down and I jetted all over her boobs. When the shooting began to die down, she resumed wanking me, milking me, making more cum erupt from my cock. Eventually it was over and I could relax. I looked down at her and her face was running with my sperm, dripping off her chin onto her boobs to join the mess I had made there which was running down over those big mounds, around and over the nipples and dripping off.

'God! the vigour of youth' she said, 'I just love how hard you get and it is fantastic the amount of cum you shoot, and how far you shoot it too! I really loved watching you on the video, with your stiff cock cumming without you even touching it'. I told her that this was really down to her, as, being a voyeur, I was really turned on by seeing her naked, and when I got to watch her fuck it was too much, and I just came from the overwhelming arousal of what I was seeing.

She told me then her husband had been filming our action and she wanted to go back and watch it so the two of them could then fuck and she could have the orgasm that she desperately needed. With that she put her coat back on and got up to leave, and I saw her to the front door while I was still naked, my cock dripping the remains of my semen, and my balls aching from the two powerful ejaculations.

As we kissed, I asked her if we could do it again, but she said she would ask her husband and see what he thought. They would let me know if there was to be any further activity.

When I got back upstairs I found that she had left her underwear behind so I kept them, revelling in the sight of their laciness, and the smell of her cunt on the knickers.