Erotic fiction inspired by Kylie Quinn in "Hazel Eyes"
I like to fuck. Fucking is the best! And I love to fuck knowing that I’m being watched, which is why one of my favorite places to get laid is right in front of the window. If you’re in the neighborhood, look up because you might just get to catch the show.
Yesterday my boyfriend surprised me by taking a day off, showing up around the time everyone else was leaving for work. The doorbell woke me from a particularly sexy dream in which I was blindfolded on my hands and knees with total strangers stroking my tight ass and licking my pussy and asshole. So when I opened the door in just my robe, I already had half a mind to fuck whoever it was on the other side. When I saw it was Jay, I let my robe fall open and dragged him inside before he’d managed to say hello.
“I thought I’d surprise you,” he started to say.
“Consider me surprised,” I replied, taking him by the hand and leading him to the bedroom. “Now come and fuck me, baby.”
I have a padded window seat that’s perfect for occasions such as this, and I threw my robe off and crawled up onto it. With my ass up in the air, I reached back and ran a finger up and down my shaved pussy, sliding it between my lips.
“See how wet I am already?” I said.
Jay couldn’t get out of his clothes fast enough, falling out of his pants as he tried to shake them off and reach for my pussy at the same time. He knelt down on the floor behind me, his face up close to my ass, and ran his hands over my cheeks.
I rocked back and forward, pushing my pussy closer to him, aching to feel him inside me. As he started to lick my pussy I looked out the window to see that there were at least five people outside right now, too busy rushing to wherever it was they were going to look up and notice me and my fine ass. I closed my eyes for a moment as Jay’s tongue parted my pussy lips and flickered over my asshole, and when I opened them, one of the passersby, a 20-something guy in jeans and T-shirt, had stopped dead in his tracks, staring right at me.
The thing is, Jay isn’t much into fucking in public, and if I had let it slip that we had an audience he would have bolted for the bed, especially if he knew it was another man. So I kept my mouth shut. Well, actually, my mouth was wide open, gasping as Jay was sticking his tongue inside my pussy as deep as he could get it, his nose pressed up against my asshole, but you know what I mean.
Down on the street, our voyeur was still watching, standing right in the middle of the sidewalk. I winked at him and squeezed one of my nipples. Crawling away from Jay, I turned on the spot, still on my hands and knees, and kissed him, tasting my pussy on his lips and tongue.
“Why don’t you show me your cock?” I said. “I bet it’s rock hard.”
Jay stood up, his prick springing into my face, throbbing.
“Oh, baby! I love your cock!” I said, and put out my tongue, my mouth wide open, guiding his prick between my lips. I slid my tongue over the tip and down the shaft as I took it into my mouth. This drove him crazy, and he let out a deep groan of pleasure. I took his dick in my hand and began to jerk him off slowly, rubbing my thumb over the head to smear his pre-cum over his shaft between long licks.
When Jay closed his eyes and tipped his head back, I glanced down to check if we were still being watched. Sure enough, our audience was still there, but now he had his phone out and was filming us! From where he was standing, he’d have a great shot of my ass and the back of my head as I sucked on Jay’s cock – and if Jay just looked out the window he’d spot this guy straight away. I went back to sucking on Jay’s rigid dick, reaching back with one hand to stroke my ass. I let my fingers slide over to my pussy and pulled my lips open – a close up opportunity for the cameraman.
I wanted this guy to film my boyfriend shooting his load over my ass, but not before I turned them both on some more. So I lay on my back and spread my legs open to let my voyeur see my pussy from a new angle and then I reached up for Jay’s dick and pulled it down towards my mouth, jerking him off as I licked his balls. Jay didn’t need any encouragement to fuck my mouth like this, and he was lucky I knew how to deep throat. He pushed his cock slowly into my mouth, going deeper and deeper until his balls were pressed up against my nose and eyes and his cock was all the way in. Then he reached forward to play with my tits, pinching my nipples hard, pulling on them. I had my legs wide open and two fingers in my pussy. There was no way I could look out at my admirer; I couldn’t see much more than my boyfriend’s balls!
When Jay pulled out with a groan, strings of saliva and pre-cum stretched from my lips to his cockhead and he dragged it over my face, laughing. He was ready to shoot, and I was ready to explode knowing we were being watched and filmed. I got back on my hands and knees, making sure I was at just the right angle for the camera to capture everything.
“Come on, baby, bury that big hard prick in my pussy!” I said. “Make me cum. I wanna cum right now!”
Jay had to get up on the seat with me and kneel between my feet to fuck me, and in this position I could look down and watch the watcher. He had one hand on his phone and the other in his pants pocket – no mystery what he was doing.
I kept my eyes on the phone and bucked back hard against Jay, who was trying to keep a steady pace.
“Fuck me harder! Cum on me! I want to feel your cum on my ass!”
I said all this looking straight into the camera, and Jay reacted immediately, balling me hard and fast. It took all of one minute before he was ready to blow, and he pulled out just at the right time to shoot his load all over my ass. Frigging my clit just as hard, I came when Jay squeezed the last of his spunk out of his cock and onto my asshole, a little unexpected surprise that threw me over the edge.
Jay staggered over to the bed and collapsed face down on it, which gave me the perfect opportunity to turn my ass right to the camera and rub that little bit of jizz into my asshole and pussy. Then I stood right in front of the window and looked down at the cameraman, winking before pulling the blinds closed.
I have no idea whether he came in his pants that day, and I don’t know if the video is online, but I’m smart enough to know that both are very likely.
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