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By *ussD1 OP Man
over a year ago
Gloucester |
Watching as her body build up to orgasm was amazing, being a bystander, drawing my own erotic stimulation from the pleasures these two, but feeling part of it an invited guest, after all she knew I was there albeit I was gate crashing their private lust.
Just then she orgasmed, her body finally gave out to this guys mouth, fingers and tenacity and it was amazing to behold. It was quite frankly damn hot! She cried out as her orgasm erupted her head falling back and her muscles from her legs to her abdomen and even her arms pulsed, throbbed even seemed to vibrate in pure bliss and pleasure. For the umpteenth time I nearly fired my seed over the wall of that damn caravan.
He responded, gripping her thighs his head moving as though he was lapping at her whole pussy as her body spasmed and jerked as she ejaculated, and quite simply she ejaculated copious amounts of cum.
He responded to her squirt quite admirably, no flinch, no drawing away; he tried to drink her in as her juices sprayed him and dripped from him onto the floor, running off his body, he was soaked; lucky bastard I mused.
My hand at this point was stroking my cock frantically, multiple times holding back through sheer willpower from firing my cum in thick sticky jets as I watched this show. My built up sexual frustration growing. Damn I’m not sure I’d ever edged this much under such intense stimulation. I was convinced I’d explode and pierce a hole in the wall of the caravan.
She pushed him away, revealing her soaking wet swollen pussy; her belly heaving with exertion, effort and sheer soul clenching pleasure. Her nipples standing erect, form and probably tender.
She pushed him away at that point, then further with her foot like she needed space to reveal herself to me, her voyeur, her dirty little secret. he sat back meekly watching her, wiping his face with the back of his hand.
She was watching me as she lay there recovering. Teasing me but adding to her own pleasure knowing I was drinking in the sight of her post orgasm added to the secret we both shared, excluding the lover attentive to her needs. He was the outsider I now knew, not me. This was all about her putting on a show just for me. For me and my raging hard, pre cum dripping cock.
"Cum over me" she snapped at her fuck toy, because that's what I realised he was. Her plaything. He stood, his back to my window. Standing legs astride he started wanking his cock in front of her as she reclined still breathing hard from her orgasm.
His arousal grabbed her attention and with a little glance to my window she leaned forward and slipped his hard cock into her mouth.
From my angle I couldn't see the penetration just the movement of her head and her hands sliding around his backside gripping each cheek as she pulled him into her mouth, deep it seemed.
I could see her cunt through her legs and she was still oozing juices, fuck I thought how pleasurable it would be to be licking her clean as she orally fucked this guy.
His body betrayed that he was close, his hands went up to his head, fingers laced at the back of his neck, muscles in his thighs thigh tightening, buttocks clenching as his prostate prepared to release his load, his torso tilted backwards and his legs started to tremble, he was going to shoot his load any second now, her mouth doing its job in reciprocating the pleasure. |
