Voyeur - part 2, a short story by shyboy. Date added: 2011-08-20. Times viewed: 4825.
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- Intro: Sharin gets a surprise when her peeping Tom lover returns – Het (MMF), Oral, Anal, Spank, Bond, DP
I waved off my husband this morning as he drove back to the docks to re-join his ship for another month away at sea.
I call him Captain Hornblower, because all he ever wants me to do when he’s at home is suck his cock. Mind you, just lately he’s had a craze for filming me having sex with strangers and my recent adventure with the Peeping Tom really got him turned on.
He came home the day after I’d enticed ‘Tom’, the voyeur, into my bed and shagged his brains out. My husband was overjoyed to have caught it all on his hidden cameras, which are linked via the web to monitors in his cabin on board the ship.
The main camera is hidden behind my full length mirror, with others above the bed and around the cottage, in case any of my new lovers fancy fucking me in the lounge for a change!
Not that I’ve pulled many so far, but it’s early days in my blossoming film career and I’m looking forward to being pinned to the casting couch a good many more times yet!
If I’m being honest, what I’m really gagging for is some rough sex with a brutal hunk.
As I’ve said, my husband’s idea of foreplay is to take off his pants and point his cock at my lips!
By the time I’ve sucked on his dick a few times, he’s shot his load down my throat and has to finish me off with his fingers, having gone too limp to fuck me properly.
Not that he was so boring that first night home after I had fucked ‘Tom’. He was so fired up by watching the playback of me being shagged by a stranger that he almost ripped my clothes off me as soon as he got in the door!
He had his cock out as soon as my panties hit the floor and jammed it in me with hardly so much as a ‘Honey I’m home!’
I didn’t have time to get horny from any slow build-up. His hot jism was pumping inside my cold fanny before I could catch my breath and the good Captain had to finish me off with a finger fuck. Again!
Now he’s gone back to sea, I’m free to get laid properly. I’ve spent the day pampering myself and choosing my outfit for tonight. As dusk descends I draw my bedroom curtains, but leave a gap between them – my signal to ‘Tom’ that the coast is clear.
I don’t have to wait long. The bushes outside my ground floor bedroom move and out he pops, grinning at me through the window, the bulge in his tracksuit pants already visible.
I’m going to ride that monster tonight, make no mistake!
I hear the front door open and wait in front of the mirror for Tom to enter my room. I feel his arms around my waist and look up at the reflection of his beaming smile as he nuzzles my neck.
He moves around in front of me and holds my hands, pulling my arms open and checking me up and down, to see what I’m wearing.
I’ve gone for the sheer white blouse, no bra, short black skirt and black thong. My legs are bare and I’m wearing red high heels.
‘Like what you see?’ I ask Tom, pushing my naked breasts forward so that he can see my stiff nipples through the thin fabric of my blouse.
He reaches down to the hem of my skirt and lifts it up, gazing at the small triangle of cloth that covers my wet, waxed pussy.
‘Very much so,’ he replies, grinning at me like the cat that’s got the cream. He has placed himself so that he is between me and the mirror, so I don’t realise that someone else has come into the room behind me until he speaks.
‘View’s pretty damn good from here too,’ says a deep male voice as my skirt is lifted from the back and a big hairy hand slaps my bare ass cheeks.
I yelp, in a mixture of pain and shock as another blow sends me rocking forward into Tom’s arms.
‘Now then mate, we’re sharing the slut you said,’ says the new arrival, pulling me roughly away from Tom and spinning me round so that I get my first look at his face.
I look up into penetrating dark eyes, a strong face and square jaw, shaved head, broad shoulders, strong arms and big hands, a body-builder’s physique. But before I can ask him what the fuck he thinks he’s playing at, his long, strong fingers are grabbing hold of my blouse and ripping it from my body in one swift movement, to expose my pert tits, nipples still stiff.
With Tom holding me firmly by the arms, the stranger then grabs my skirt and tears it from the hem upwards, tossing the rags on the floor with the remains of my blouse and revealing my barely covered pussy as I shake with shock and fear, mingled with a huge rush of endorphins as my aroused state sends my pussy juices heading for the exit.
‘Well, look here Tom,’ sneered the stranger. ‘The slut’s leaking out of her fuck hole. I think you were right – she’s absolutely gagging for it!’
I knew at that moment that resistance would be futile and just hoped the Captain was getting this all on film, because I could only guess what my face must look like now as my giant tormentor unzipped his flies and pulled out the biggest cock I’ve ever seen, even when I’ve been watching surgically enhanced guys in porn movies on the internet.
Tom pushed me towards the giant cock, pressing the back of my neck to force me down on my knees.
‘You can’t seriously think I’m going to swallow that can you?’ I asked, incredulously.
‘Shut the fuck up bitch and suck the fucker!’ came the reply as I had the monster member forced into my mouth by the two men.
‘Don’t forget it’s my turn next Charlie,’ said Tom as he stepped back and left his pal to grab my hair and start to fuck my face.
‘Fuck her ass why don’t you?’ came the terse reply as Charlie warmed to his task. Tom needed no second invitation and grabbed me by the hips, pulling me into position so that I was still being face fucked by Charlie, but had my ass facing his friend, who had by now got his own, not quite so impressive tool out of his trousers.
My thong was soon wrenched from my body and Tom stuck three of his fingers straight into my pussy, wiping his prick with my juices before ramming it into my ass hole, making me squeal with pain.
‘Shut-the-fuck-up, bitch,’ said Charlie as he pumped my mouth with his big fat cock. Tom, meanwhile was busy fucking my ass, his balls slapping against my soft thigh flesh, his hands slapping my buttocks whenever they weren’t squeezing my tits and twisting my sore nipples.
I’d often fantasised about being spit-roasted by two men and, as I said earlier, rough sex was another of my deep desires, but this was a new level of depravity, the way I was being brutally invaded at both ends. And I was loving it!
But before either man shot his load, they both pulled out of me at the same time, as if by some secret signal and dragged me over to the bed, where I was thrown face down, with my ass in the air.
Charlie dropped onto the mattress beside me, pulling me roughly on top of him, so that he was underneath my back.
Before I could register what was happening, he had slipped his giant cock, still wet with my saliva, inside my ass hole, which Tom had already stretched virtually to splitting point.
Having Charlie’s hot rod jammed in there now almost sent me over the edge, but before I could howl my protest Tom had climbed on top of me and was pushing my legs wide open and forcing his prick hard into my cunt.
Charlie had his giant hands clamped around my tits and was squeezing the life out of them as he fucked my ass hole, while Tom braced himself on the bed and humped my pussy as hard and fast as he could.
Both men started to pump their spunk into me at the same time and as my holes were filled with their hot jism I felt my own climax roar in to take me over entirely, my body twitching and shaking violently as wave after wave of intense pleasure coursed through me.
If I thought they were finished with me, I was wrong. Tom pulled out of my pussy and stood up while Charlie pushed me off his dick and rolled me onto my front, their sticky cum oozing from both my holes.
‘Now then, you filthy slut!’ he growled in my ear. ‘If you thought my cock was too big to fit inside your ass hole, wait until you’ve had my fat fingers in your pussy.’
So saying, he reached between my open legs and pushed three fingers inside my battered pussy before bringing them around to my mouth and forcing me to taste my own juices. He repeated this exercise a few times, rubbing my hard clit each time he entered me.
Then, without warning, he rolled me onto my back and dived down on my crotch, sticking his strong tongue deep inside my pussy, before pulling back and biting my labia, making me scream with pain.
Next he took my engorged clit between his teeth and began to tug on it, making me squirm with fear that he was going to bite down on that too.
I glanced over to Tom pleadingly, but he shrugged his shoulders and carried on stroking his cock, waiting for his turn to abuse my body.
I noticed that Charlie’s stiffie was getting bigger as he continued to chew on my pussy and fuck me with his tongue and, as I feared, he soon pulled away from my crotch, yanked my legs even wider apart and rammed his giant cock deep inside my cavernous cunt.
Tom moved around to the side of the bed for a better view of my face as Charlie pounded into me.
‘Go on Charlie! She’s loving every minute of it, the filthy whore!’ shouted Tom. ‘If only her husband could see her now, being fucked by a total stranger, with another one ready to take over when you’ve finished!’
This spurred Charlie on to greater efforts and I could feel my juices spurting over his cock as he spilt his load deep inside me.
Rolling off me he lifted my legs up over my tits and slapped my ass hard several times, chanting in rhythm with is slaps: ‘That’s . . . what . . . you . . . get . . . for . . . being . . . a . . . dirty . . . slut!’
As I lay there whimpering, my ass hole stretched and probably split and bleeding, my bruised pussy and backside throbbing with pain, I hardly cared what happened to me next.
Tom had been waiting patiently for Charlie to finish his admonishment of my ass and moved in as my legs flopped back down on the mattress, catching them by the ankles and forcing them back over my head before plunging his newly erect penis into my fanny, which he proceeded to fuck until he, too, was spent.
Charlie, meanwhile, whose powers of recovery were amazing, was standing next to the bed, wanking his cock, finally shooting his load over my face and hair, with me too weak to take any sort of evasive action.
As I lay on the bed gasping, from being doubled up and fucked hard by Tom, covered in Charlie’s gooey spunk, I heard the two men putting their clothes back on and preparing to leave.
Tom ducked back quickly as Charlie left the room and whispered: ‘Same time tomorrow?’ I nodded weakly and flopped back onto the pillows.
Ten minutes later as I was starting to drag myself up to go through for a long, hot bath and to inspect the damage to my ass hole and pussy, I heard my husband’s voice coming through the hidden speakers attached to the secret cameras.
‘Are you OK, love?’ he enquired. ‘What time are you expecting Tom to arrive?’
‘They’ve been and gone – you’ve missed them, you stupid prick!’ I replied, whispering the last three words.
‘Damn and blast! I haven’t been able to log on for ages,’ replied Captain H. ‘When you say THEY have been and gone, how many were there?’
‘Only the two, but it just felt like the entire frigging Navy! Anyway, don’t fret, they’re coming back tomorrow night for a repeat performance. Just make sure you get my good side!’
To be continued (if you want it . . . ?)
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