His ears strained as he dropped his keys onto the table. The house silent except for the faintest of noise coming from the lounge room. With careful steps he crept forward. There it was again, the unmistakable sound of a moan. He smiled to himself as he slipped silently to the doorway. Cautiously he peered around the corner not wanting to disturb her. Again a moan escaped her lips, his eyes widened at the stunning sight before him.
She was angled in such a way that he could see her legs slightly spread apart. His heartbeat started to quicken as he watched her thrust her hips forward. Frozen, he stood mesmerised as her hands moved under the front of her underwear. The low buzz of her vibrator humming away on her clit. “Fuck” she moaned as she stared intently at her phone screen. He couldn’t see what was on the screen but could hear the deep voice of a man saying how good she felt. She looked so stunning, her hair slightly disheveled, her cheeks flushed with just the sexiest crimson glow. His cock strained against the seam of his jeans as he soaked her in. She bit down on her lip, as the vibrator worked a little harder as she pushed it against her. Her nipples straining at the fabric of her top. She groaned getting closer to the climax she craved. She looked so perfect. He needed her desperately, but the voyeur within wanted to watch.
The throb of his hard on reminding him of his own needs. His hand snaking down his thigh he felt for his cock. Using his thumb and forefinger he gently rubbed the swollen head. Over and over his hand rubbed and rubbed making his cock twitch and jump. He couldn’t take his eyes off her. The strain almost unbearable he shifted position trying to gain some relief. The movement caught her eye. “Shit” quickly she pulled her hand out from her knickers. The vibrator still humming away. “Sorry, sorry babe”. She apologised over and over she wasn’t sure why she was apologetic but it seemed like the appropriate response. He walked toward her with a broad grin “I’m not”. She reached down between her legs fumbling to turn off the vibrator. “Well this embarrassing” Her face bright red as she blushed. His big broad smile helped calm her slightly.
Reaching under her chin and gazed longingly into her deep brown eyes. “You’re gorgeous”. He gave her deep, passionate kiss, holding his lips against hers for an extended time. His tongue gently brushing her bottom lip. “Hmmm” she quipped as he gently pulled away. She hadn’t felt a passionate kiss like that for a long time. “Don’t stop” he remarked looking deep into her eyes. “ I want you to keep playing” I can’t” she whispered “I’m too embarrassed”. “Please, I want to watch”. “I can’t” she murmured. But as she stared into his blue eyes she could see the hunger. “Would it help if I played too?” His statement immediately drew her attention to his groin. She could see the defined shape of his cock pressing against the fabric. “How long have you been watching for?” “Long enough” he chuckled. With that he started to unbutton his jeans. In one brash movement his pants were around his ankles. She watched as his cock sprang from its confines. Hard and twitching she couldn’t take her eyes off it. He removed his pants and lifted his shirt up over his head. She had seen his cock hundreds of times but somehow it seemed harder, more potent.
She stared as wrapped his fingers around his shaft and began slowly stroking. The movement of his fingers stroking over the ridges of his engorged head making her needy. “Play with me, I want to watch you cum.” She felt herself succumbing to her needs and obediently reached down under the elastic of her knickers. Her finger finding the well rehearsed dance against her clit. She felt the familiar pulse as her fingertip found her rhythm . “Take them off” his voice stern and demanding, it excited her being told what to do. She quickly eased them over her hips, her eyes catching his intense stare. She blushed as she looked down to see the soaked stain and the strings of wetness as they clung to the fabric. “My god you’re turning me on” his voice dripping with lust.
“Harder, harder” suddenly the phone that lay beside the sofa sprang to life. The loud female voice with an unmistakable pornstar tone. “Fucking hell” she laughed and quickly switched it off. “Harder, harder she joked. Her head rolling back in laughter she turned to see him with his cock now in his fist. His grip tight, he started to stroke himself with more intent. “This hard enough?” His balls rising and falling with each stroke. “Talk to me” she purred. “Tell me what you want”. He stared straight at her pussy without a moments hesitation. “I want to eat you” “I want to push my tongue inside you and suck your sweet pussy.” She found her finger following his words. “I want to take your pretty little clit and suck it between my lips and make you fall apart”. Her fingers pressing hard against her clit. “Yessssss” she breathed. “God I need my mouth on you” he growled ” I need to taste that wetness and feel you cum on the tip of my tongue”. She was getting close, she could feel it building inside her.
Through half closed eyes she watched his hand furiously pumping his cock. The veins pulsing with each stroke. His heavy balls rising and falling with the movement. His hardness making her gasp. “Fuck I want you” he snarled. He moved forward and pushed her back into the sofa further. Temporarily stopping he grabbed her hips and tilted her hips at the edge of the sofa. Her fingers quickly returning to her needy pussy. “I need you to cum for me” he whispered. His pace slowing as he was close himself. She stared transfixed as he squeezed his cock forcing a droplet of precum to ooze from the eye. It slowly cascaded down the ridge. Using his thumb he smeared it over the head making it glisten in the light. She felt her self clench needing something inside of her.
She pushed her fingers into her core, her hips writhing. “Cum for me” she could feel her body starting to tension. Her fingers furiously plunging in and out. He moved forward positioning his cock against her fingers. “ I need to fuck” he groaned his predatory stare only heightening her needs. “I need your cunt.” Those were the words she needed. Her loud moan filled the room as the wave of pleasure washed over her body.
This was his cue. He thrust his flint hard cock inside her with brutal force. She cried out as she stretched to accommodate his girth. The sensation amplifying her orgasm. She didn’t have time to bask in her pleasure as he fucked her through it. With reckless need he slammed himself inside her. He grabbed her by the hips and held her where he needed and fucked. The harshness was both unexpected and perfect. It was exactly what she needed. She could feel her second orgasm rapidly approaching. She whimpered as his balls slapped against her ass with each stroke. “God you feel so good” he panted. She had no words, all she could do is hang on. She felt her breath catch again. “Yes he encouraged “cum on my cock” his deep voice ringing in her ear. She cried out as her whole body contorted. This wasn’t like any orgasm she’d had before. It felt like her whole body was exploding. Her pussy flooded as his relentless onslaught continued. She clawed at his back scratching at him. Her over sensitive body desperate for some relief. “Close” he mouthed as he moaned in her ear. She couldn’t talk. Out of breath she bit down on his shoulder. Another wave building within her. She couldn’t, she can’t. The sound of her wetness filling the room as their bodies collided. Through her dazed eyes she could see her creamy mess covering his shaft. “I need to fill you with cum” he groaned. She hovered on the edge as his pace slowed. He felt his core tension as his balls rose. He ground himself as deep inside her as he could. He grunted as she felt his warm cum explode inside her. She felt her own orgasm roll over this one less dramatic. She held him tight as she felt each spurt filling her every space. Slowly the spurts slowed as he collapsed onto her. Her limp body unable to move. They lay entangled just holding each other, the heat of their bodies comforting. He stayed inside her not wanting the moment to end. She could feel their juices flowing out of her onto the sofa below. “God you’re perfect” he cooed kissing her softly. Still unable to speak all she could do was smile.
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