Straight Female / 36
The Audience
I enjoy pushing my submissive partner to the limit. The other night I spent all evening teasing him and making his balls fuller and fuller, using different parts of his body to make myself cum, but not letting him cum, or even touch his aching cock.
I used him all night, taking what I need...only this time was different. This time I knew we were being watched.
I've always had a feeling our landlord has a habit of hanging around outside our window late at night, but I'd never been certain that he was watching us - until now. Barely concealed behind a bush, he was stood staring at us - with his hand down his trousers.
When I spotted him, I acted as if I hadn't, but I made sure the curtains were open. I lifted my dress and pushed my slutty partner's head down between my legs. I pulled his face into me and ground my pussy into his face, moaning as his lips closed around my throbbing clit.
His poor balls were swollen and aching, his cock desperate to be wanked. He'd been teased and tortured all night and needed to cum. I saw him move his hand to touch his big cock. He'd broken the first rule and he knew it. He caught my eye and quickly moved his hand away, but it was too late. He knew his fate.
"On all fours, now," I told him. He obliged, begging me to go easy. I pushed my fist into him. There was a movement outside the window as the landlord moved closer to get a better view. I pretended I hadn't noticed, pushed my fist in deeper, making him groan. He begged to be allowed to cum.
I was so wet it was dripping down my legs. "On your knees." He did as he was told, wincing as he shifted around. "Eat me."
God, he was so hungry. He ate me and ate me until I was writhing and thrusting my pussy into his face. I moaned loudly as I got closer and made sure I was facing the window as I started to cum. I lost it, coming all over his face and screaming his name.
I breathed a sigh of relief. His face glistening with my cum, I left him kneeling in front of the window, breathless. He knew better than to attempt to move until he had my permission, so he sat there, in full view of our perverted audience, covered in my cum.
Sadly for him, our voyeur was interrupted just at the wrong time. We heard his wife shout something from the window, a sudden scuffle, the bang of a door and a few minutes later, a heated argument above our heads.
Knowing I'd denied the pair of them an orgasm that night still drives me wild to this day.
I used him all night, taking what I need...only this time was different. This time I knew we were being watched.
I've always had a feeling our landlord has a habit of hanging around outside our window late at night, but I'd never been certain that he was watching us - until now. Barely concealed behind a bush, he was stood staring at us - with his hand down his trousers.
When I spotted him, I acted as if I hadn't, but I made sure the curtains were open. I lifted my dress and pushed my slutty partner's head down between my legs. I pulled his face into me and ground my pussy into his face, moaning as his lips closed around my throbbing clit.
His poor balls were swollen and aching, his cock desperate to be wanked. He'd been teased and tortured all night and needed to cum. I saw him move his hand to touch his big cock. He'd broken the first rule and he knew it. He caught my eye and quickly moved his hand away, but it was too late. He knew his fate.
"On all fours, now," I told him. He obliged, begging me to go easy. I pushed my fist into him. There was a movement outside the window as the landlord moved closer to get a better view. I pretended I hadn't noticed, pushed my fist in deeper, making him groan. He begged to be allowed to cum.
I was so wet it was dripping down my legs. "On your knees." He did as he was told, wincing as he shifted around. "Eat me."
God, he was so hungry. He ate me and ate me until I was writhing and thrusting my pussy into his face. I moaned loudly as I got closer and made sure I was facing the window as I started to cum. I lost it, coming all over his face and screaming his name.
I breathed a sigh of relief. His face glistening with my cum, I left him kneeling in front of the window, breathless. He knew better than to attempt to move until he had my permission, so he sat there, in full view of our perverted audience, covered in my cum.
Sadly for him, our voyeur was interrupted just at the wrong time. We heard his wife shout something from the window, a sudden scuffle, the bang of a door and a few minutes later, a heated argument above our heads.
Knowing I'd denied the pair of them an orgasm that night still drives me wild to this day.
