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By (user no longer on site) OP
over a year ago
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I was taken aback and was miles away from understanding what was happening just based on these words. I've seen a bit of porn but it was rather vanilla. I didn't need kinky anyway, a few minutes were enough to set me off. So I never ventured very far. I was quite contempt with soft porn. No dirty talk, let alone rough sex. I froze for a second. I was still hearing but not quite registering. I slowly and as silently as I could move closer to the garage door. I felt like I shouldn't be there and was doing something wrong. But I was also extremely curious.
I hid behind the door and took a quick look. I was not prepared for what I saw. I was so surprised in fact that I completely forgot about hiding or being silent: I just stood there in the door opening.
Mireille was there bent 90 degrees forward, legs apart. Her skirt was lifted above her waist giving access to the tallest guy. He was behind her, his trousers on his ankles, his hands on her hips pounding as hard as he could. The smallest guy was in front of her, holding her hair and slipping his cock in and out of her mouth. It felt absolutely brutal to me. But I also heard her moaning and she actually looked like she was enjoying it. The words were getting more vulgar, and the movements more forceful. Yet she was moaning louder. "Yes, yes!"
I was confused but fascinated. So crude, so raw! I was definitely not prepared for that.
The tall guy started to grunt, he slapped her arse so hard I could see the entire contour of his hand on her bum cheek. And he pulled out of her. Spunk bursted out of his cock in small regular salva. It was powerful and almost reached the other guy.
He dropped his head looking at his cock, let go of her hip and just stood there for a second or two. I was surprised to see his cock dripping as if it had been dipped in honey. He then reached for his trousers, pulled them up and stepped back. He was done. The smallest one wasn't though. As Mireille was free from tall man's grip he got her to kneel in front of him. He was still talking or rather shouting at her but the words we're indistinct to me. As if processing the images took all my resources. It was shocking but exhilarating. I had such a hard on it was painful. I wanted to burst and release. I couldn't help but watched.
What surprised me the most was that I was witnessing abuse yet Mireille enjoyed it so much. She was sucking the guy's cock so avidly. She was not pushing back but instead she was moaning in pleasure. This was not the reaction I was expecting. Until he finally pulled out of her mouth, pulled her hair to have her head tilt back and spunked across her face. It was not anymore the pretty face I fantasised about. Her hair was a mess, she was sweaty, her make up ruined and I saw tears running off her eyes. None of this should have aroused me. Yet I have never been so excited. It was a whole new world for me.
The small guy pushed his cock back inside his pants. And walked away. "Let's go! See ya Lady!".
She stood back up, adjusted her dress and hair, walked passed me back into the garden. I hadn't moved for the past 10 minutes and I don't think I could move. It took a few more minutes to collect my thoughts.
When I finally came around she was by the pool enjoying a cigarette. She looked lost in her thoughts. She asked me to spread the chairs around the table, and told me that was it. "We'll do the rest in the morning, she said. Go home, I'll see you tomorrow. And thanks for your help."
I cycled back home to another explosive wank. But this time I didn't feel any pressure as it was not me I was visualising with her. It was these guys. It was not fairy romantic embraces, it was pure animalistic lust.
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