"Okay, baby," he responded, but his blue eyes and her brown eyes were locked on each other. He was calling me baby while undressing her with his eyes. It sounds cliché, but I swear I could see him taking her shirt off, pulling her skirt down, slipping her panties around her ankles and throwing them to the side, all with his eyes. Her eyes sucked his cock.
With the warm water running down my face and chest, I could hear them outside the door. I couldn't quite tell, but it sounded like they were using the opportunity of me disappearing to kiss. I could hear a smacking sound and little coos of delight. I slipped a finger in-between my lips and into my slippery hole. I couldn't believe I could get wet so quickly. I heard them make their way up the stairs, and when I could hear the squeaking above me on the ceiling, I twisted the showerhead and toweled myself dry.
I did something sneaky, maybe even a weird. I tiptoed up the stairs, and I listened to them fuck from the stairwell. She was loud, just like he'd promised, and she was scream-moaning to a beat that I knew was his pounding inside her. I scared myself, knowing how close I was to their debauchery, and snuck back downstairs on tiptoe. I knew I couldn't stay downstairs forever; soon, they'd be wondering where I was, why I wasn't joining. And so, like the sick cuck I was realizing that I was, I settled myself into the folds of the couch, and I spread my legs to pleasure myself to the sounds of her moaning. I wanted it to last for a minute at least, but I'd barely touched my pearl before I was springing away from my touch, waves of intensity coursing through my body. The ceiling squeaked above me, her moans were ghostly as they bounced off the walls, and from my sweaty spot on the couch, I sat up and slowly made my way back up the stairs.
What I saw stopped me in my tracks. She was bent over, her perfect little ass in the air, while he pumped in and out of her. He was facing the door and when he saw me appear, he smiled over the top of her back and spanked her ass in front of me. She clutched the sheets in front of her as he jutted inside of her. Little squeals emanated from her, and I could imagine the sensation she was feeling, the way his thick cock was spreading her open and filling her in that moment. I got onto the bed and started to suck her nipples, letting my tongue play across and around them. She sighed with contentment as I did so, and I put myself in her place, the place where everyone in the room existed for your pleasure and your pleasure alone. I wasn't in that place in reality. In reality, I was only there because I deserved this -- it was my job to watch her enjoy herself, not to enjoy myself. She was rocking in motion with his hips, and they fit perfectly together. I felt a twinge of envy and anger, but I pushed it down into my toes and started to touch her clit. He was right; it was big. It was almost an inch and tinged with purple, swollen with luxury at the moment. I wanted so badly to suck it while he fucked her, to help him help her get where she needed to get. I rubbed it in circles, and as I did, I could feel his swollen member rub up against my palm. A moan escaped me, and I laid back and started to touch myself again, watching them together on the side of my bed, the mattress we had bought together, shared together. It would never stop being the bed we shared, and it would never stop being a bed desecrated by his sexual desires. Her sweat was mingled in my sweat now. Now, it was a place for affairs.
I noticed instantly that neither of them was interested in me, and it made me feel pathetic, like a disgusting little whore that only got to watch. Neither of them tried to touch me or reached out to lick me. They kissed each other deeply. It was all my worst fears about a threesome laid out in front of me, and there was nothing to do but embrace them, to touch myself unabashedly. His grunting picked up speed, and he pulled out and adjusted himself to cum on my bare chest in front of her, humiliating me just a little more. I couldn't stop myself from rubbing the cum into my breasts, wanting her to know that I really did exist to be used by him, that I felt nonexistent without that worthlessness.
