1. Curtain Twitching


    Date: 3/3/2016, Categories: Fiction, Cheating, Voyeurism, Author: SteveX, Rating: 90.5, Source: sexstories.com

    drive: Paul, on the other hand, was feeling just mildly tipsy, the fresh air was sobering and, with the walk home and a fantasy of him meeting the girl at bar and actually talking to her, running through his head; mildly aroused. Just fifteen minutes into his walk home, he was sure he'd spotted Gerry's car in a side street. He paused and walked up towards it, taking a few moments to process what he could remember of Gerry's car, when the sound of a woman's laughter drifted to him from an opened window. He recognised the laugh from the bar and he turned towards it. The laugh came from a ground floor window. Paul moved towards the sound, into the shadows between two large Victorian houses, which were separated by a low hedge. The curtains were drawn, but a sliver of light radiated from a slight gap. Paul peered through the window; squinting as his eyes adjusted from the gloom to the brightly lit scene within. Gerry was confidently kissing the woman, pushing her blouse from her shoulder and breathing gently on her neck. His hands working on the buttons and caressing her breasts. She giggled as her hands unclasped his belt and unzipped his fly; one reaching in to feel his hardness as she pushed his waistband over his bum. He grasped her buttocks and pulled her towards him, her legs instinctively wrapping around his waist and her skirt riding up to reveal her pantyless behind as he walked towards the bed and lay her on her back. She threw her arms back as he kissed the bare flesh ...
    of her belly and moved downwards. Her back arched as he kissed her labia; his tongue darting between her folds as she ran her hands through his hair, grabbing handfuls as his fingers parted her and penetrated her wetness, seeking his prize as she writhed on the bed. A sharp intake of breath revealed that he'd found what he was looking for as he curled his finger upwards, massaging her g-spot as he flicked his tongue across her clit, making her cry out, raising her hips and pushing her pussy into his face as the first orgasm of the night took her. She came down panting, pulled him by his hair towards her face and kissed him deeply. Her other hand found his cock and traced it's length through his boxers. Paul, still in the shadows, felt his own cock pushing against it's restraints. He unzipped his fly and unleashed it's prisoner. He continued to watch, stroking his cock, oblivious to his surroundings. Gerry continued his seduction, unaware of his audience, but giving a stage worthy performance nonetheless as he suckled on the woman's breasts. She purred, delighting in his tongue flicking her sensitive, hard nipples while his hand massaged her moist pussy. She took hold of his hand, forcing his middle finger inside of her with her own. His hand trapped, Gerry's finger explored her, gently pressing against her clit, her knees raising to her chest as another orgasm washed over her and took hold. As she cried out, Paul stifled a sneeze and was rewarded from behind by a quiet "Bless ...
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