Voyeur Pt 04

It had all started by me spying on my neighbours across the road, as I could see into their room, and using binoculars I had watched them having sex. Later they let me know that they knew I was watching, but it turned them on and they wanted to be able to see me as I watched, so I should leave my light on.

On another occasion, I was treated to a personal exhibition by the wife, Connie, who came to see me and masturbated right in front of me, and then gave me a superb handjob. Following that I was not sure when, or even if, I would see them again, but I was hopeful.

Autumn turned to Winter and there were a couple of opportunities to watch each other, but no meeting. I would watch them through the binoculars while they made love and at the same time I would stand by my window, with my light on, so they could see me, and I would get a really hard erection and would cum without hardly touching myself, just from the excitement of watching them. I didn't bother with the condoms to catch my emissions, but put a towel down on the floor.

Winter turned to Spring and there had been no offer of another meeting and I had given up hope. Then one day, when I I got home from work, I found another note on the mat.

My heart raced as I opened it. 'We would love to see you again. Would you like to come and visit us on Saturday? If you would like to come over about nine o'clock we will leave the front door unlocked, just let yourself in. Connie. XXX.'

Just the thought of it got me hard, as having watched them through binoculars I would hopefully now see them in the same room, right in front of me, as I couldn't believe that the invitation would be for anything else. My thoughts went back to the display Connie had put on for me in my flat; how could I forget! With my cock stiff at the thought, I was about to enjoy bringing myself off, but then I decided to keep myself for Saturday as it was only three days' time, so I kept my hands off myself.

The intervening days dragged out and Saturday seemed interminable as the hours dragged by, waiting for nine o'clock, but eventually the hour arrived. Having showered, and tried not to play with my cock, I suddenly realised I did not know what to do. What should I wear - just nothing under a coat, which might be a bit presumptuous, or go dressed and get undressed when I was there, as surely clothes would become redundant.

It was Spring, but still a bit chilly, so I went clothed, and crossed the road to the front door opposite mine. The outer door was unlocked as it was shared by both the downstairs and upstairs flats. There was a small inner lobby with two doors. I tried the left one but it was locked so I tried the other which opened. I went through, dropping the latch so the door locked behind me and I quietly crept up the stairs.

I could hear sounds coming from the front room so I went to the door which was ajar. I looked into the room which looked very familiar, and I realised it was a mirror of mine and I had been looking into it, but seeing it from a different angle.

There was the settee against the wall opposite the window, a big TV in the corner, and a few paces in front of the settee, facing it, was a 'dining' style, upright chair, slightly to one side so that there would be a good view of the action on the settee. The TV was on, and I was amazed to see that it was showing the video of our last meeting, with me standing with my hands behind my back, with a fully stiff cock, while Connie ran her fingers over her pussy, masturbating herself. Near the TV was a video camera on a stand which was obviously used to record the proceedings.

They seemed to have started already, as Connie was sat back on the settee in just her sexy, lacy, underwear, with her legs crossed, holding her drink. Her husband, John, was next to her, just wearing a tight pair of Calvin Klein pants which were barely concealing the bulge inside. He had his hand high up on Connie's thigh, with his fingers trailing between her legs.

They smiled at me and said Hi!, but didn't start a conversation, I guess because this was very much a voyeur meeting, and we were just going to watch each other. Connie indicated the chair in front of them and I went to it.

As they were down to their underwear I took a chance, hoping it was not presumptuous, and stripped off down to my boxer shorts, and dropped my clothes in a corner. I sat down on the chair, not quite knowing what to do, but they had already lost interest in me as they were kissing, open mouthed, deeply. My apprehension had been keeping my willy soft, but I felt it come to life as I watched them.

I stared at her almost naked body, such a lovely figure for someone probably in their early forties, not slim exactly, but certainly not fat, perhaps just a couple of extra pounds. Her large breasts were loosely held in the lacy, almost see-through bra, that let them wobble as she moved, and I could see the protrusions that were her nipples pushing against the thin material. The skimpy knickers were so tight that they made a camel-toe in the soft flesh between her legs.

As he leant over to kiss her she put a hand on his bulge, feeling it, stroking it, exciting it, and I watched as it grew, making a tent pole in his pants.

He stood up, and reaching behind her, he unclipped her bra. As he peeled the thin straps off her shoulders her big breasts tumbled out of the cups and settled on her chest, wobbling slightly, so full and round, with the gorgeous nipples standing proud. He dropped his head and took a nipple into his mouth, sucking on it, and then sucked the other nipple as she threw her head back, enjoying the sensations.

As he leant over her, she reached forward and pulled down his pants so that his cock sprang out, right in front of her face. He was almost fully hard and his shaft arched out and the circumcised head rubbed against her cheek. He stood up again and she reached out and took hold of his member, gently, as though it was the first time, feeling its size, its firmness, and the smooth skin on the pointy helmet. She slid a hand under his hard shaft to fondle his big, heavy balls, hanging very low in their sac.

He stood in front of her for a while as she stroked his cock up to full hardness. As she played with his meat she opened her mouth and took him in, sliding down his pole until she had taken all she could, and then sucked hard on his cock-head while she stroked his shaft. He started to thrust at her, fucking her face, but she took him out as it was obviously getting him too worked up.

He bent down and got hold of her knickers to pull them off, and I eagerly anticipated seeing her pussy again with that big triangle of thick, black, pubic hair, but as she was sitting down they could not come off, so she stood up to let him pull them down.

I stared open-mouthed at the sight, and my cock jerked in my boxers. Gone was her thick, black bush, and I was staring at her smooth, fully shaved, naked pussy. She had quite a prominent mound with a long slit, that started from her lower belly and slid down between her legs. At the top was the elongated fold of skin hiding her clitoris, and her fleshy labia were parted by protruding inner flaps, maybe as they were normally, or perhaps because she was getting aroused.

Connie looked at me and ran a finger down her crack and then put the finger to her lips. She sat down again on the settee and opened her legs wide so I was staring at her shaved pussy. Then John went down on his knees in front of her and buried his face in her sex. Her boobs wobbled erotically on her chest as she moved, writhing in pleasure.

John was kneeling on the floor with his back to me and I could see his bum crack, and hanging below that was his big hairy ball sac, but his cock was out of sight, perhaps, being erect, it was pointed up and away.

John took his head away from licking her sex and instead slid a finger into her vagina, reaching for her g-spot, and she arched her back as he made contact. Slowly he took his finger out, trailing a long string of sticky wetness, and he licked the juice from his finger. He continued to finger her cunt, drawing out her juice to taste, before putting his finger back in, his thumb nudging against her clit.

Connie was getting very worked up, moaning and writhing in pleasure until she suddenly puts her hand on his, stopping him before it went too far.

She whispered to her husband and stood up, and they both come over to where I was sitting, and I didn't know what to expect, as I thought I was there to watch them. They stood in front of me, naked. John, with his dick erect, horizontal in its stiffness, Connie with her big boobs swaying, and her freshly shaven cunt almost at eye level, open, with a smear of her cream around it, and the musty scent of her arousal filled my nostrils. My own cock was making a tent in my boxers.

'My, you are pleased to see me! Shall we have a closer look?' and with that she bent down so that her boobs brushed against my body, and grabbing the legs of my boxers, with a sharp tug she pulled them down and off.

My erection sprung out, standing vertically. I put a hand out to touch her cunt but she pushed it away saying 'this treat is for you, but also for me, as I love to watch you cum without touching your cock, remember? So you are not going to touch anything, just sit there and watch, and put your arms down behind the chair.'

I did as I was told and suddenly I was aware my arms were held tight as John slipped a cord around my wrists and tied them to the chair. I was stunned by the speed of it, the cord must already have been attached to the chair. I could move a little bit and the restraint was not tight on my wrists, but I couldn't reach my cock, or move off the chair.

I looked up to see them smiling down at me, and Connie said 'That is just to make sure you don't get to touch anything, just sit there, watch us and enjoy.' With that she resumed her slippery masturbation right in front of me, dipping her finger into her vagina, while with her other hand she held John's penis and slowly stroked it, all this was happening hardly more than a foot in front of my face. My cock jerked and she smiled appreciatively. 'Now if you'll excuse us, you interrupted our fun, so we will get back to it.'

They went back to the settee in front of me, Connie sat back as she had been, and having sat down she looked at me and opened her legs. The wider she opened them the more her pussy lips spread, opening up her crack until everything was revealed. My cock was throbbing, jerking uncontrollably, and beads of clear seminal fluid oozed out of the eye.

John got down between her legs again and resumed his licking of her pussy. I watched her breasts wobbling as she rolled about on the settee, which continued to turn me on, but the action on her pussy was hidden from me. I looked around to see if there was any way of escape but the chair was away from everything else so I was stranded. I tested the ties again and though they were not over-tight they were holding me securely and I could not work anything loose.

It was at this moment that I glanced at the TV again which may have been in a loop as it was still showing me and Connie at the point where she was sucking me. It was filmed with a good lens as the quality was pretty good, and I could make out quite clearly my cock sliding in and out of Connie's mouth. My cock twitched at the thought that it might happen again.

John stopped sucking her pussy and stood up and I could see his cock was still good and hard as it jutted straight out in front of him. She got down on her knees and stroked his cock slowly for a while, and then, looking at me, she opened her mouth and closed it over his helmet. I could see he appreciated that, as he groaned and went to push more into her mouth, but she was working his cock-head with her tongue, sucking on the hard shiny meat while still holding his shaft and stroking it.

I was so horny now, watching her suck his cock with slurpy noises, and the TV showing me fucking her mouth, and my erection was now iron hard, standing straight up, so stiff it ached, and the emissions of pre-cum were now a continuous stream, seeping out of my cock and running down the shaft.

I so wanted to rub it, but I couldn't move my arms far enough, and anyway, I would have shot my load as soon as I touched myself. My cock twitched in frustration and seemed to get even harder. She sucked more on his cock and pushed her head down and slowly his stiff length slid into her mouth until she had swallowed about threequarters of him when she stopped, his helmet must have been at the back of her throat.

She bobbed her head in time with him moving his hips as he fucked her mouth and at the same time she put a hand down between her legs and rubbed her wet pussy. After a while I guess he couldn't take much more oral as he pulled his cock out of her mouth and I could see it was really stiff with the skin taut and shiny and his helmet was an angry shade of purple.

My cock was aching from watching this action right in front of me, and I inhaled the strong smell of her sex as she stood up and I could see her wet, open pussy, and she was still rubbing her clitoris.

John sat down on the settee with his cock sticking up in front of him and, as I had seen before, she turned to face me and then slowly lowered herself onto his erection. The pointy cock-head settled between the soft folds of her labia and her hand guided it to her vagina.

Connie lowered herself slowly onto that stiff meat and it gradually disappeared from view as it entered her, until she was sitting on his lap and all I could see was the base of his cock framed in her cunt and I noticed his balls were no longer hanging slackly down but were drawn up tight under his cock, getting ready to release their contents.

I sensed mine too were tight as my cock was twitching and jerking with a life of its own. The trickle of pre-cum was now flecked with white as my balls were releasing their sperm, and there was a constant stream running down my rigid shaft. I so wanted to grab and rub my cock and was almost crying with the frustration, and the ache in my cock and balls was so intense as to be almost painful. I wanted, needed, release, but I couldn't move and had to sit there motionless watching his stiff cock repeatedly entering her spread cunt, penetrating her deeply.

I watched as she rode him, his cock sliding in and out of her cunt, smeared with her cunt cream, almost falling out before she drove down on him again. She put a hand down to rub her clit and I so much wanted to put my face in there and lick it for her, but I couldn't move. The frustration was becoming unbearable, my cock ached and jerked, and I felt my balls tightening, but above all my cock-head was stretched taut and was screaming for release, but I couldn't touch it.

And then I heard muffled grunts from behind her and my eyes were riveted to his cock in her pussy and as I watched, his stiff shaft went into a series of spasms, pulsating inside her as he pumped his cum deep in her cunt. She was still riding him, more slowly now, and even as he was filling her it was oozing out, as she rode up his cock his shaft came out covered in spunk and as she bore down more was squeezed out and ran down over his balls.

Connie could see my time had come, so she stopped riding him and sat with his cock deep in her pussy and she stared at my cock. It was still jerking about and the stream of pre-cum had gone pure white as my sperm began to flow. boiling out of my cock and a river running away down the shaft. I strained against the bonds holding me as the ache in my cock changed to an explosion of pleasure that washed momentarily over my whole body as I sensed my cock expand and then WHOOSH! A great fountain of spunk shot from my cock-head, and another, and another before the first had landed. With my cock jerking and spurting, spunk was flying everywhere; some may have reached the settee, some landed on me, but mostly it splattered onto the floor. My cock was screaming as the cum shot from me, the first furious spurts slowing to pulses of sticky white that oozed from my cock and ran down over my balls.

Connie stared open-mouthed at the display of my climax, watching my cock jerk and the spunk fly. As I finished shooting, she slid up and off John's cock which fell out of her cunt, coated with his cum, and some dribbled from her open pussy and down her leg.

She came over to me on the chair and stood right in front of me, her glorious pussy, now suffused with pink from her fuck, was at my eye level, and I watched transfixed as his cum juice began to run out, a big glob of white cum oozed out of her cunt and ran down the inside of her thigh. My cock had barely softened and her lewd display got me hardening up again.

She moved closer and straddled my legs and then sat down on my lap, facing me. Holding my still stiff cock she guided it into her vagina and then slid down on it so I was buried inside her, sliding in easily along her cunt filled with her husband's cum. Initially it was almost painful as my still over-sensitive cock slid inside her, but that faded and was replaced by the pleasure of her warm wet cunt enveloping me.

As she rode me she reached behind me and undid the bonds restraining me and they fell away, so finally I could reach out and touch her. I fondled her big breasts as they rose and fell in front of me, and I squeezed and pinched the nipples, feeling their hardness, and just seeing them in my hands excited me.

After months of watching her fucking, finally I was inside her, in the certain knowledge I was going to achieve fulfilment with her, a fuck and cum in her pussy.

With her on my lap it restricted my ability to move and I was wound up and wanted to be active, and watching the sexual action had given me confidence, so I stood us both up, and leaning over, I laid her on her back on the floor.

I had tried to stay inside her as we moved but I slipped out, so as I settled on top of her my cock found her wet, sloppy hole and I pushed in. I was in control now, on top of her, dominating her, thrusting my stiff cock into her. Having cum once I was safe for a while and fucked her vigorously, shafting all the way in until my pubes crushed against her clit.

I wondered if I was being too rough but she whispered in my ear 'Yes, more, fuck me hard, make me cum' so I pounded her, as John sat on the settee beside us, his cock now limp and still messy with his cum, watching me fuck his wife.

Even though I had not had a lot of sex, I was not a virgin, All the girls I had sex with before had had very tight cunts, probably as they had not had children. Fucking a tight cunt gives incredible sensations as the vagina grips the cock all the way, even in a very wet pussy, and the sensations can be overpowering very quickly. But Connie was different, her cunt was warm and wet and sloppy, and even though I could feel my cock-head pushing her vagina walls apart they were not tight but just a fabulous encompassing warmth, like sinking into a warm marshmallow.

All I could think about was the delicious feeling in my cock as it slid in and out of her cunt, lubricated by her wetness and John's cum, and my hips thrust automatically as we fucked long and hard, but eventually I knew that my climax was about to happen again. It was different this time, all the sensation were in my cock-head which grew in sensitivity, enhanced by her shouting.

'Yes, now, do it, I'm going to cum, I want your spunk, fuck me hard, give it to me, fill me. Aaaarrrgh' and she sobbed underneath me as her orgasm took hold of her. That tripped me over the edge and with one final hard lunge, I buried my cock deep in her cunt as it exploded, and once again pumped out the contents of my balls. Through the ecstatic pleasure I could feel the spasms in my balls and cock but there was nothing to see as I was filling her as she writhed and cried underneath me. The sensations were powerful, spreading out in shocks from my cock and balls but there wasn't as much spunk this time as I had already shot one load and soon the spasms subsided, but my mind was full of the ecstasy of fulfilment, a fuck, and unloading my cum in her cunt.