1. Sex Lives of the Super Wealthy


    Date: 5/16/2017, Categories: Fiction, Bestiality, Consensual Sex, Voyeurism, Author: doll1, Rating: 91.8, Source: sexstories.com

    didn’t care either. My orgasms started one after another until I thought I might feint. Steam from my labored breaths had coated the glass near my face. My face was being mashed flat as Simon’s orgasm rocked me violently in waves. We finally dropped to the floor completely spent. My heart pounded in my chest for several minutes afterward. We both smiled as we noticed the outline of my figure remained “etched” into the glass in smears and moisture. Simon was an incredible lover. I was like a drug addict waiting for my next “fix” when I was apart from him. Each sexual encounter topped the one before. How had this man’s genes not passed anything on to his son? Men such as Simon were powerful and driven individuals. They controlled their environment and everyone around them. Their private passions were just as intense. I felt like he was awaking desires that I never knew were inside of me. During one of our subsequent evenings together, we noticed that our view of the city also afforded us a panoramic view of the nearby buildings. With our room lights dimmed we were able to see into many rooms of the buildings across the street. One room had caught my attention. It was a loft style apartment. Large uncovered windows and a sparsely furnished room save for a bed was easily visible. While we were sipping a glass of wine, a couple entered the room and to our delight, began a torrid session of lovemaking. They quickly undressed and the guy pulled the woman to his groin and she gave ...
    him a vigorous blow-job. This turned me on to no end. Simon seemed delighted also, and that night our new “hobby” was born. Who knew we were voyeurs. There was a couple of more times when we spied out on people but our luck was “iffy”. Mostly people just sit and watched their TV’s. At our next time together Simon hinted that he had a surprise in store. I had to wait through a wonderful dinner till we were alone at the hotel. Nothing seemed out of the ordinary as we returned to the room. Simon opened a bottle of Chardonnay and dimmed the lights. I stood near the window casually scoping out the likely prospects. Suddenly a soft knock at the door startled me. No one ever knocked. These rooms were above the normal elevators and reserved for only the VIP clientele. I moved away from the window, and backed into a dimly lit part of the room. We had not requested anything. I was surprised when Simon started for the door. After a quick check of the peephole, he began to unlock the door. I didn’t have time to say anything and was starting to look for somewhere to hide. Before I could move, the door opened and a young woman sort of stumbled into the room. Her eyes were covered with a sort of black tape. Before I could even react a young man followed. His eyes were also covered in the same fashion. I caught a glimpse of Mr. Keeven just behind them. He must have guided them to the door. He only escorted them just inside the door. He then disappeared and pulled the door closed behind him. ...
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