Master Pc Trust Ch 03

PART 3 – SIMON

I got home late that night, almost midnight. Andrea, as I'd expected, was long since in bed. I looked in on her in the bedroom. She was lying on the bed in her usual sleepwear of an old t-shirt and faded pajama bottoms, with the blankets kicked off in the warm summer night. I momentarily enjoyed the sight of her cotton-covered ass in the light from the hall before moving on down the hall. I was tired, but I wanted to sit and relax a bit before going to bed, so I got myself a beer out of the fridge and settled down on the couch in the living room with the notebook on my lap.

Master PC was up and running of course. An image of Andrea's sleeping figure revolved slowly on the computer screen. I contemplated it as I took a sip from the beer. Interesting. Looked like she'd been playing with herself (in a manner of speaking) after I'd gone to work. Making her clit and pussy more sensitive, apparently. Well, while I was a bit miffed that she'd kept on playing without me, I approved of the change – I was strongly in favour of anything that made her enjoy having my cock or tongue or fingers inside her even more. It didn't look like she'd made any other changes that were still in effect though. At least nothing else was on the list after what I'd done to her that morning.

I took another swig of beer and smiled. That had been fun, making Andrea a serious exhibitionist, even if I'd felt a bit uncomfortable at times during the morning. She had been totally fine with what she was doing and showing, of course – how could she not be, with Master PC making the changes? And anyway, I knew she'd fantasised about that kind of thing for ages. So had I, for that matter, but I'd still felt a bit embarrassed and nervous for her. Odd, but I didn't feel that embarrassment now as I went over the events of the morning in my mind. Maybe the fact it had gone so well had eased my discomfort, but I didn't feel like it would bother me at all anymore. She'd loved what I'd done to her, and I'd loved it too. What else do you need?

Her revolving figure caught my eye again, positioned exactly as she was lying on the bed in the other room. Sexy, yes, sprawled out the way she was, but her outfit didn't do the look any favours. Faded old pajama bottoms that still faintly showed a pattern of cowboys and cactuses, and an old black t-shirt that was now just a non-descript grey. Now there was something that could be fixed, I thought. I felt my cock stir and start to harden as I typed in the command: 'From now on, Andrea will only wear clothing to bed that Simon will think is sexy and attractive'. I figured she knew my tastes well enough that that should do the trick. For good measure, I added in that the same rule should apply to her underwear during the day. Probably unnecessary given her current penchant for exhibitionism, but it couldn't hurt.

Speaking of which, since she'd enjoyed her show today as much as I had, I decided to lock her exhibitionism in and make it more specific. A few minutes later and I'd fixed things so that she would always wear clothing that was as daring as she thought she could get away with for wherever she was going. In other words, she'd go a lot further for a night out than she would for work, but there'd be no shortage of nice views in either case. Her clothes would always be revealing, but they could be either tight and form-fitting, leaving very little to the imagination concerning what was underneath them, or light and wafty and prone to allowing "accidental" glimpses of her body. Exhibitionist behaviour would make her excited and aroused, and she would seek out opportunities to indulge in it. I smiled to myself in anticipation of fun times ahead, and my cock hardened a bit more. I did love watching Andrea show herself off.

And she did love being directed, didn't she? She always had, of course, I knew that. It was one of the reasons I thought she'd be into Master PC – no more pretending to be made to suck my cock or be a slut for me. Her fantasies of being controlled and ordered could be made real. The catch, though – if I was being honest – was that while I enjoyed playing the same games, I always felt a bit awkward and uncomfortable ordering her around. It didn't come particularly naturally to me. I was still a bit surprised at how relaxed I felt now about turning on Andrea's exhibitionism that morning. And I didn't feel at all uncomfortable about making sure that she'd be showing off her body in public from now on.

It was only then that it occurred to me: I had the perfect solution to my problems sitting right there in front of me. I'd been nervous about playing with mental stuff on myself when I'd first gotten Master PC, but surely I had a handle on how it worked now. And besides, what could go wrong if I just nudged up my self-confidence levels a bit, made myself a bit more forceful? Entering my own name into the program brought up my image on the screen – and there were the parameters I wanted to change, right there down the side. The numbers were actually a bit higher than I'd expected to see, up around 60% for things like 'Dominance', 'Assertiveness', 'Sexual Confidence', but what did I know about how the program evaluated stuff like that? Setting aside a nagging feeling that something looked a bit different than the last time I'd looked at my own entry in Master PC, I took another big drink of beer and nudged them all up a little. If my normal self was rated 60%, I reasoned, putting them up to 75% should improve things but not make too radical a change. I didn't really feel any different after entering the changes. I supposed that was to be expected – but just wait until the next time she looked up from sucking my cock and asked if she was my good little slut!

Finishing off my beer, I told my semi-hard cock to take five and headed for the bathroom, where I stripped down and had a quick shower. It was late, and I was tired. But unfortunately for my intentions of sleep, when I got to the bedroom I discovered that Andrea had changed out of her threadbare old pajamas and into something, well, more appealing. More appealing to me, that is – exactly as I'd instructed her to do with Master PC, but I hadn't expected it to work while she was sleeping! So instead of her decidedly non-sexy pjs, she was wearing s tight-fitting grey silk nightie that fell to about mid-thigh – one of my favourites on her. Fell to about mid-thigh, I should say, when she was standing; lying as she was now, on her back with one leg bent, it had slipped high enough to expose her neatly trimmed pussy.

Well, didn't that just get my cock back to full strength? I couldn't help but start stroking it, standing there looking at down at her in the dim streetlight filtering in through the curtains. Her breasts were slowly rising and falling with her breathing, and her lips were slightly parted, almost smiling in her sleep. She looked very sexy. I must have been pretty turned on, because it only took a few seconds before I'd produced so much precum that my cock and hand were coated, and it was actually dripping onto the floor. The smell of it just made me even more aroused somehow, and I moved closer to Andrea. Breathing a bit harder, I kept stroking myself to keep the flow going, positioning myself so that it fell right between her parted legs. In almost no time, her short pussy hair glistened with my precum, and it had coated her clit and was dripping down along her lips.

Maybe it was just my imagination, but I swear I could see her pussy respond to my juice; her pussy lips swelling up and opening, her clit growing more prominent. I'm damn sure that it was soon running with its own juices, added their moisture to my precum, and adding their delicious scent to the air in the bedroom. Once her tight little cunt was thoroughly wet down and aroused, I moved up her body. My moving cock drizzled a rain of precum along her silk nighty as I moved, and I liked the way it looked so much that I paused to leave a good deposit over each of her nipples, which also hardened and lengthened in response.

I was about to move further up and start coating her face when I heard sounds coming from the house next door. They weren't really that loud, but in the midnight quiet – no noise but my own wet stroking – I could clearly hear murmuring voices and passionate moans emanating from their dimly lit bedroom window, just a few meters away from ours. They were clearly having a good time, and it provided a new spur to my imagination – and brought a few new spurts of precum from my cock. I made sure they landed on Andrea's lips, and was rewarded with the sight of her tongue coming out to lick them clean. She sighed in her sleep, and one of her hands dropped down to rub at her pussy while I thought about this new development.

I wouldn't say we knew them well, but John and Simone had lived next to us for a couple of years now, and we were certainly at the stage where we'd regularly say hello and chat when we ran into each other. They were a bit older than us, maybe around forty or so, but they kept themselves in good shape. John still played soccer regularly and did a lot of running, while Simone was into swimming and yoga. I was pretty sure that I'd seen Andrea checking John out sometimes, and I can't deny that I thought Simone was a very attractive woman. She was taller than Andrea, had much larger breasts that were exaggerated a bit by her overall level of fitness, and her legs were fantastic.

As I stood there stroking my cock over my sleeping girlfriend, listening to John and Simone go at it next door, I couldn't help but wonder what exactly they were doing. What position were they in? Classic old missionary, with her legs around his waist as he pumped into her? Or maybe doggy-style, leaving her big boobs swinging with the rhythm of their fucking? I was pretty sure they weren't sixty-nining, because her voice was not at all muffled as it would be if she had a cock in her mouth. This was adding a great new dimension to the moment; I'd always loved hearing people making love, and it sounded like they were having a good go at it tonight.

I couldn't resist. Yes, that's right – I had to use Master PC. What can I say? I really wanted to see John and Simone fucking, and I just couldn't see any good reason not to indulge my fantasy. Nobody but me would be able to see them (their bedroom window wasn't really visible to anyone else), and I certainly wouldn't think any less of them for a little public display of affection, would I? After all, I myself had received a blowjob in full public view only that afternoon! Wiping my cock mostly dry on Andrea's nighty (so as not to waste the precum, or leave a trail on the floor), I ducked into the other room and grabbed the laptop.

Making excuses? Probably. But I still went ahead, and it felt good to do it. So I quickly entered John and Simone's names into Master PC and started typing. In very short order, they were feeling like their bedroom was so stuffy that they needed to open the curtains and open the window, which would then get them excited about continuing the fun where they could be seen. And since my fantasy here didn't involve watching through a chink in the curtains, they would not be in the least disturbed or bothered by seeing me, and in fact would get even more turned on by the knowledge that I was watching them and that they could see me. I was feeling so confident in Master PC by this point that I just pulled the curtains wide, giving me a clear view of their bedroom window, and then moved back to continue my masturbation over Andrea. By this time her face was mostly coated in my precum and it was pooling in the hollow of her throat. She was moaning in her sleep, and both hands were now working between her legs. Every now and then I ran my cock over her lips and searching tongue.

Sure enough, Master PC delivered. The rhythmic moaning stopped and was replaced by a soft, quick conversation. It took only a minute for their bedroom curtains to part and reveal Simone completely unselfconsciously framed in the window. It was the first time I'd seen her breasts naked, and it was well worth the wait: they were natural and big and heavy and full, topped by big hard nipples and broad areolae. They were displayed magnificently by her pose, with her arms raised high to push apart the curtains. In the dim light of their bedside lamp, I could even see what looked like a carefully trimmed blonde patch between her legs.

After pushing the window wide open, Simone leaned over and braced herself on the sill, spreading her legs apart in what must have been a lovely view for John. 'Come on,' she called softly over her shoulder, 'what are you waiting for?' Whatever John said in response made her laugh softly and wiggle her ass at him. He joined her at the window a moment later, running one hand slowly over her right ass-cheek and then smacking her lightly on the left, making her squeal. Positioning himself behind her, John lined his cock up with Simone's pussy and leaned over her to cup her heavy hanging tits in his hands as he slid very slowly inside her.

The look on her face was just beautiful: eyes almost closed, mouth open to draw in a deep breath, clearly enjoying every inch of her husband's cock, and his hands on her boobs. She pushed her ass back tight against him, holding him in tight and deep for a moment before he moved his hands to her hips and began a slow, rhythmic pumping into her. I felt my cock twitch in my hand at the sight, and for a moment I was worried that I'd shoot off too soon to enjoy the whole show. Another spurt of precum added to the slick mess on Andrea's face. This was finally enough to wake her up. It was interesting and kind of funny to watch: she went from sleepy confusion to shock to arousal and excitement in about two seconds when she opened her eyes to see my cock hovering over her face. Not saying a word, she propped herself up on one elbow and replaced my hand on my cock with her own as she sucked it into her mouth. I could feel her throat work as she swallowed the copious amounts of fluid running constantly from my tool. I don't think she noticed the open curtains at all, and I didn't bother to draw her attention to it. Why would I want to distract her from the lovely blowjob she was giving me? To return the favour, my slick hand slipped down between her legs, sliding three fingers deep into her cunt with ease. She grunted and pushed her hips against me as I began finger-fucking her.

As I enjoyed the attentions of my girlfriend, it took a few minutes for our neighbours to take any notice of us at all. To start with, both of them had their eyes closed, totally focused inwardly on the sensations of their sensuous fucking. Simone noticed me first, her eyes cracking open for a second as she received a particularly deep thrust. They almost closed again before she registered what she was seeing. Then they opened wide, staring directly at Andrea working my hard cock before moving up to look me in the eye. I gave her a lazy smile and slipped another finger inside Andrea, making her jerk and squirm again. Her mouth felt like a vacuum on my cock. Still gasping in time to John's thrusts, a big smile spread across Simone's face as she watched us. She blew me a wet kiss before returning her attention to the cock in her cunt. Her grunting and moaning, however, grew noticeably louder.

John became aware of me watching a few moments later, when he adjusted his stance and glanced up from his girlfriend's ass for a moment. He also gave me a big grin, slapped Simone resoundingly on the ass – drawing a much louder than usual squeal from her – and picked up his pace a bit. The effect this had on Simone's swinging tits was very rewarding, and her noisy response finally attracted Andrea's attention. Keeping my cock in her hand, she pulled her mouth away so she could face the window. She must have liked what she saw: her stroking got faster and tighter, and I could feel her cunt spasm around my fingers and leak even more of her sweet-smelling juices. She flashed me a disappointed look when I pulled those fingers out, but got over it quickly when I pulled her up onto her knees and flipped her nightie up to expose her ass. Getting the idea, she settled herself in a position where she could watch John and Simone going at it while I slid my cock into her and got a rhythm of our own going. She was so wet that I just slipped right in, until my body was pressed up tight against her cute little ass. I held myself there for a long moment, just enjoying the feeling of being inside her, then grasped her hips firmly in my hands and started to fuck her, slow but deep. Andrea's growing moans were soon competing with Simone's. They sounded lovely together!

John and Simone both had their eyes fixed on us, and I could see their pace pick up as Andrea and I got into our own rhythm. For a few minutes we all just kept going: no talking, no coherent thinking, just pleasure. My world seemed to narrow down to my cock in Andrea's dripping cunt, my legs slapping against her ass, her and Simone's grunts and groans in my ears, and my eyes locked on the couple in the next house, drinking in the sight of Simone being thoroughly fucked by her husband only a few meters away from me.

In what seemed like not time at all, our newly-exhibitionist neighbours reached the point of no return. They had been going at it longer than Andrea and I, and I had boosted their excitement level with Master PC, so I guess it was kind of inevitable. And it was awesome to watch. Simone moved one hand down between her legs to rub on her clit as John pumped into her from behind. He had his hands clamped hard on her hips, holding her firmly to give himself that extra bit of leverage and depth. Her big boobs were swinging wildly and her eyes were half-closed, completely lost in the moment. I thought she was gorgeous – an opinion that was only reinforced when she suddenly stiffened and let out a long wailing cry as she came. That set John off, and I saw him push up tight against her soft ass as he pumped his cum deep into her pussy.

That almost pushed me over the edge, but I managed to hold off my impending orgasm until they finished. Andrea was gasping wildly, pushing her pussy back to meet every stroke of my cock as hard as she could. She was so wet that I could feel her juices running down my legs. I heard her moan a long drawn-out 'yesss' as she watched John pull out of Simone as she straightened up. Then Simone put one foot up on their windowsill to show us her freshly-fucked cunt, complete with a long string of pearly white semen dripping out of it and down her leg. That did it for me. I rammed my cock as deep inside Andrea as it would go and held tight to her hips as I shot a huge load into my girlfriend's pussy. She shook and cried out, and I felt her cunt tighten around my spurting cock as she came too. I felt completely drained.

When I recovered my senses, John and Simone were still standing in the window watching us. He was pressed up close behind her, one hand cupping and caressing a breast while the other played gently with her sticky, matted hair that framed her pussy. She had her arms up and around John's neck, displaying her breasts to their best advantage. My slowly softening cock was still buried in Andrea's pussy, while she lay with her head down on the covers, arms flung wide, breathing hard. They didn't say anything, but they had huge smiles on their faces. They waved, and Simone blew us a kiss, then moved back and closed their window and curtain. My glistening wet cock popped out of Andrea's pussy, releasing a gush of her juices mixed with my cum from her sweet hole that ran down her legs and soaked the sheets. She groaned again, but didn't move.

I reluctantly decided that it was time to clean up and go to sleep. But even as I went to get some clean sheets, my mind was playing with the possibilities of Master PC. I had enjoyed playing with our neighbours – in several senses of the word – and I couldn't help but think about future possibilities. But in the meantime, we didn't want to start the work week overtired, did we? It was time to get back to the real world for a while – even if it was a real world with a new and improved, exhibitionist Andrea in it. I had to admit, at least to myself, that I was looking forward to seeing how her work week went. I had a feeling it would be an interesting one. And I always had the option of spicing it up a bit if it wasn't living up to expectations, didn't I?