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He Watched Her... (Part 2)

The Creation of a Voyeur, Part 2

By Reaux TinkleflowerPublished 6 years ago 18 min read
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She stared out of her kitchen window while washing the dishes. Life had gone back to normal; the hustle and bustle of life. The weekly PTO Meetings, soccer practices, football practices, and running kids all over the city had once again consumed her life. It seemed like was this was the only time she had to herself; when she was staring out of that kitchen window while washing the dishes. That was the time when she could reflect and reminisce. Lately, she had been reminiscing… It had been a month since she last saw him that night in the hotel. She had never seen anything so beautiful before… She stared out of the window, daydreaming about her experience with him…

He sat across from her on the other bed. She immediately noticed that his penis was struggling against his pants trying to become free. He noticed her eyes on his groin area.

“This is what I want to show you…”

“Your penis? I’ve seen an erect penis before…”

“Well… kinda, but I want you to watch me stroke it… I will enjoy you watching me as I think you will enjoy watching me as well…”

She thought, “I’ve never had this asked of me before, but he’s right… I’m interested in seeing how this works…”

So, she agreed. With precision, he unbuttoned and unzipped his pants and let them fall to the floor. His rock-hard penis sprung forward thankful for its release. With his gaze completely locked on her like a predator on a prey, he began to slowly stroke his member from base to tip. Each time he reached the tip, he let out a guttural growl… She was simultaneously aroused and in awe; aroused from the site of watching this beautiful man pleasure himself and in awe of the fact that he would do it so willingly in front of her!

Then, they both noticed the glistening of pre-ejaculation on the tip of his penis.

“Do you need some help?” she said.

“You are helping me… by watching.”

She continued to watch and listen to his deep responses of pleasure. The up, down, up, and down stroking of his penis… a very deliberate hand motion of providing himself undeniable pleasure. She continued to watch as his body and face appear to be in excruciating pain as he released on his hand and stomach. He continued to slowly caress his member as the sensitivity was still providing him with extreme pleasure.

“How was that?” he said.

“Beautiful…”

“I’m glad you liked it…”

“Thank you for allowing me to watch.”

You’re welcome.”

She continued to clean the dirty dishes; her mind shifted to the details of his body. His body was so perfect that she couldn’t take her eyes off it. The hotel lamp on the nightstand providing the picture-perfect lighting for the moment. The definition of his upper body muscles: his pecs, his abs, his obliques, his biceps… He looked like he could crush her body with just one touch, but she knew otherwise by the way he delicately touched himself.

As she enjoyed the memory of the past event, she realized that she was becoming wet from arousal. It had been sometime since her body had enjoyed the physical pleasures of ecstasy. She thought to herself, “The kids are sleep and these dishes can wait. I need to release this.” She quickly removed her kitchen gloves, poured herself a glass of wine, grabbed her phone, and headed upstairs. With each step, she could feel the soft throbs of her pussy quietly asking for attention.

Before she entered her bedroom, she checked on the sleeping kids, making sure they were really asleep. “Okay… they’re sleep,” she sighed. She quietly entered her bedroom and shut the door; her pussy still inaudibly asking for some attention. She sat on the edge of her bed and took a sip of wine. As the sweet taste of the fermented grapes touched her tongue, she felt her body begin to relax and succumb to the increasing pulsation of her wanting pussy.

She took off her summer dress and let it fall to the floor. Considering that she was not wearing any panties, removing her clothes took half of a second. Before she got into the bed, she looked at her body in the full-length mirror in her bedroom. She immediately saw the weight that she had gained over the years and thought about going back to the gym, but that thought was quickly whisked away by her now pounding pussy that was screaming for attention.

She got into the bed and got her phone from the nightstand. Even though she had a stockpile of porn on CDs from her previous marriage, she now liked watching it on her phone. She continued to drink her wine as she scrolled through movies on her favorite website; her pussy aching for release. She finally settled on a video of sloppy dick sucking to get her through the night. Gulping down her last swallow of wine, she reached for her vibrator and laid back to watch some woman give a large dick some head. As she watched the woman sucking dick, she couldn’t help but to think about him and that night. She could hear the slurps and gags of this woman orally pleasing this man which was making her pussy as wet as the dick on her phone. At this point, she could no longer not touch herself.

As she continued to watch this woman’s head slowly and sloppily going up and down on the dick, she massaged her enlarged pussy lips. She gradually opened her legs so that she could further feel the mixture of her wetness and the warmth from her hand. The more she touched herself, the wetter she got; her hips leisurely grinding her pussy against her hand.

As the intensity of her aroused state began to build, she placed her vibrator on her fiery, throbbing pussy. Opening its lips so that it lay directly on her clit, she continued to rub and knead her pussy that was screaming for sexual release. She could feel the intensity of the pleasure between her legs building, so she increased the pulsating speed of her vibrator.

“God this feels so good,” she moaned as she used her hips to further grind her pussy into her vibrator. The sensation was relentless.

She could feel the increasing tingling sensation of an approaching orgasm and once more increased the speed of her vibrator. In one swift movement, she lifted her hips into the air and forcefully pushed her rapidly vibrating toy into her pussy causing her to moan in sheer ecstasy. With her back arched and toes curled, she let out “YES,” as wave after wave of orgasmic energy exploded from her body. Her pussy hole fluttering like the wings of a butterfly.

She laid there in orgasmic bliss thinking of him, wondering if this is what he felt… It wasn’t that she hadn’t masturbated before; this time she wanted to experience it with him. She watched him but wanted to experience the sensations he felt just as she felt her own. She wanted to see him again. She wanted to have another sexual experience with him… even if she just watched him again.

The Call

Two weeks later, she was sitting on her couch watching her favorite movie Clue while the kids were outside playing. Even though she had seen it countless numbers of times, it was relaxing and familiar. Each time she watched it was like watching it for the first time, despite the fact she could quote the movie by heart. As Mrs. White began to go into her tirade about the “flames on the side of her face,” her cellphone rang.

“Hello?”

“Hello beautiful…” It was him.

“How are you?” You could hear her smiling through the phone.

“I’ve been busy but good. My job has had me tied up for some time now. I would have called you sooner, but I’ve had a huge project that I had to complete for the state. So, I’m offering my apologies…”

“No worries,” she said. “No time is better than the present!”

“Well, I’m coming your way at the end of next week and would really like to see you.”

“I was just thinking to myself that I would really like to see you as well. I would have called you, but things have been busy as well, but that is no excuse on my part. Next week should be fine; that’s the week the kids are with their Dad.” She was hoping her excitement was not showing through the phone.

“Great! Then I’ll be at the Marriot Renaissance down—,” before he could get another word in, she interrupted him with another idea. “Why don’t you just stay here, if you feel comfortable?” She couldn’t believe she was inviting him to her home. No other man had been in her home in that way since her husband.

“Are you sure?!” he asked surprisingly.

“Yes, I wouldn’t have offered if I wasn’t sure.” She thought to herself “I’ve never been so sure about anything in my life.”

“Great! I’ll be arriving in town Friday evening, around seven o’clock and will be leaving late Sunday afternoon. I’ll call you when my plane lands for your address!”

“That sounds perfect!” In her mind she thought the plans really sounded perfect. He didn’t know how much she wanted to see him until…

“You don’t know how much I’ve been thinking about you and have been wanting to see you again since that night,” his voice beginning to show slight signs of sexual desire.

“Likewise.” She was attempting to play coy, but inside she was exploding from the fact that he desired to see her again. Now that the “cat was out the bag,” there was a ten second sexually charged pause between them… until he said, “Okay, okay. My mind is racing with various inappropriate thoughts at this moment. I need to take my mind off them until I see you.”

“Okay.” Her curiosity was peaked as to what inappropriate thoughts he was having, but she didn’t ask.

“Until next Friday,” he said; this time his voice dripping with desire.

“Until then.” When she ended the call, she realized her pussy was sopping wet; just as Mr. Green was about to expose Wadsworth.

The Weekend: Friday

It was Friday and he would be there in the evening. She was simultaneously nervous and excited. She had worked half of the day so that she could take care of any last-minute preparations such as going to the grocery store, washing the few dishes in the kitchen sink, vacuuming the floor, and changing the sheets on her bed. She had planned for the kids to be picked up from school by their aunt so that they could spend the weekend with her and her kids.

It was now seven o’clock, and she needed to shower before he arrived. Just as her bra hit the floor, her phone rang. She immediately knew it was him.

“Hello?”

“Hello beautiful. I’m here.” There was his voice again. This time he didn’t hide his desire at all.

“Good! How was your trip?”

“Uneventful. I sat next to an older lady who talked to me about her grandchildren she was excited about seeing,” he said flatly. “However, she kept me from going to the bathroom to pleasure myself.”

She giggled and asked, “How is that?”

“Because I sat in the window seat and she sat in the aisle seat. I couldn’t get out!” They laughed at the thought of the elderly lady trapping him in his seat for his entire plane ride.

“I’ll be at your house shorty. What’s your address?” The desire in his voice returning. As she rattled off her address, she immediately became excited. She had been wanting to see him and now it was finally happening.

“I’ll see you soon beautiful.”

“Until then…” She hung up the phone and proceeded to cut on some music. She turned the music up so that it filled her entire home. The energy of the music making her feel alive. She hadn’t felt this way about someone in a very long time.

She finished showering and decided to air dry. With all the hustle and bustle in her life, she rarely got to be naked in the house anymore, so she took the opportunity to let her body dry on its own. The goose bumps on her skin and the hardening of her nipples reminded her of the sensations that she felt when she used to air dry after showering.

Before she even had a chance to decide on which dress she wanted to wear, her phone rang.

“I’m here.” Now he was smiling through the phone.

“Oh my God! Have you been standing out there long?” She asked embarrassed. She grabbed a robe and ran down the stairs to let him.”

She opened the door just as he was saying, “long enough to sing along with your music. It’s okay; I haven’t been out here long.”

They hung up their phones and she moved to the side of the entry way to let in. As he walked past her, she got a whiff of his cologne. She stealthily inhaled his scent and closed her eyes. Her pussy began to stir from it and his masculine energy.

“You have a wonderful home.”

“Thank you! Let me take your bag upstairs while I go finish dressing.” She picked up his bag and started up the stairs.

“You look beautiful to me…”

She turned around while blushing. “Make yourself at home. There is wine in the fridge. I figured you might be tired from traveling so I made dinner. I’ll be right back.”

“All of this for me?” he asked, surprised. “I would have enjoyed your company over a burger and fries.”

“Stop it,” she said playfully scolding him. “I’ll be right back.”

They departed from the entry way; him exploring her home, she running upstairs to put on some clothes. When she reached her bedroom, she looked at the two dresses she had picked out for tonight, one pink and the other blue. Both were plain comfortable dresses that hugged her body in just the right places. Despite the weight gain, the dresses still caught the eyes of many suitors. She settled for the blue one.

She came back downstairs and found him in the living room drinking a glass of wine and listening to the music; his eyes were closed.

“I’m glad you made yourself comfortable,” she smiled. He opened his eyes. She watched his eyes scan her body in her blue dress.

“Of course. I saw the dinner you prepared. It looks amazing! I can’t believe you made all of that!”

She blushed again at his compliments of her cooking. “Well, I’m a vegetarian so I made various dishes that both of us could eat. I figured that most people eat chicken, so I made you oven roasted chicken. I’m having cabbage steaks. You are more that welcome to have one of those as well.”

“I’ve never had a cabbage steak, so I’d like to try one.”

“Sure! Let’s eat!” As he followed her into the kitchen, she thought to herself, “I have something else you can eat,” but quickly hushed her mental voice as her stomach started to growl from hunger.

During dinner, they talked about any and everything. Topics ranged from parenting to politics to community policing. They were so engaged in their conversation that they didn’t realize what time it was. It was now one o’clock in the morning.

“Dinner was amazing! That cabbage steak was outstanding! I would have never thought of something like that.”

“Me either,” she laughed. “One of my good friends is vegan, and she gives me different recipes to try all of the time. I have a vegetarian sub sandwich that is to die for.”

“I’ll try that next,” he says. “I’m a meat and potatoes man and never thought I would like vegetables like this. You’re changing me,” he winked.

“I have a lot of tricks up my sleeve,” she stated, hoping that the sexual innuendo was apparent.

“I’m sure you do,” his voice hinted at his sexual attraction for her. The sexual energy in the air had become quite apparent; neither could avoid it.

There was a five second pause before she stated, “I’d like to show you one of them, if you wouldn’t mind.” He consented to her request, and she took him by the hand to lead him to her bedroom. As he sat on the bed, she noticed that his dick was trying to escape from his pants, just like that night in the hotel. This time, instead of watching him free his member, she walked over to him and began to unbutton and unzip his pants to help the prisoner become free.

“Instead of me watching you, I’d like for you to watch me,” she stated sensually while gently stoking his dick.

“I’d love to watch you play with your pussy while I stroke myself.”

“Nope. I want you to watch me pleasure you,” and with one graceful simultaneous movement, she gently pushed him back onto the bed and softly kissed the head of his dick. “I have been wanting and waiting to taste you ever since that night in the hotel.”

“Really?” He asked surprised.

Between the gentle kisses on his dick head, she said “You didn’t know how aroused I was by watching you. I wanted to taste you then, but…”

“But what?

“I (*KISS*) don’t (*KISS*) know (*KISS*), but the moment is here, and my mouth wants to please you.”

“Well, I’m at a loss for words…”

“Then be quiet and let me satisfy you,” her mouth dripping with sex and saliva. She pushed his legs open wide so that she could get into a comfortable position and so that he could fully see her. She then slowly licked down each side of his shaft, feeling each stiff vein with her tongue. As she made her way back to the head of his dick, she opened her mouth to take all of him in, all the way to the base. He let out a guttural moan.

She tightened her mouth around him and began to slowly suck him; like a baby sucking a bottle. She released some saliva from her mouth to make it wet and continued to slowly suck him again. She looked at him with sexy doe eyes and they made eye contact. Without saying a word, his eyes pled for her to not stop.

As she continued to slowly move up and down, up and down on his rock-hard dick, she added her hand for extra assistance so that he could feel every sensation possible; the warmth from her wet mouth and the gentle feminine touch of her hand on his dick all at the same time.

“Oh my god that feels so good,” he whispered.

She didn’t acknowledge his accolade but continued to suckle him. This time the speed and intensity in which she moved up and down his shaft increased. She felt his hand land on the back of her head to attempt to assist her; gently pushing her head down to the base of dick. The sounds of her sloppy wet mouth made his dick even harder as he attempted to watch her move with such ease and grace up and down his dick. They made eye contact, and her eyes demanded that he watch her please him. He held his gaze for as long as he could, and then he tilted his head back and closed his eyes so that he could enjoy everything he was feeling. He was in sensory overload.

She continued to use her mouth to provide him stimulation as she moved to his balls, taking each one into her mouth and gently sucking and rolling it around in her mouth; her hand continuing to provide his dick the warm and wet sensation that her mouth previous did.

“I’m about to cum, but I don’t want you to stop,” he said breathily.

As his body began to show signs of climax, she put his dick back into her mouth and continued to suck. She watched his body writhe in ecstasy as his climax built; he beginning to drown in an ocean of pleasure. She could taste the salty pre-cum in the back of her throat, but this did not stop her from wanting him to release, from her wanting to watch him let go.

She then felt a blast of warm salty liquid in her mouth as she continued to suck. He never said a word or made a sound as he released his sexual energy. His body said everything in that moment, and it said it was highly satisfied; each release of his cum being deposited into her warm and wet mouth.

When his body stopped, she continued to suck him but slow and gentle knowing that he was extremely sensitive. As she continued to suck, they made eye contact again. This time, he looked at her with amazed wonder.

“Do you swallow?” He asked in an almost inaudible whisper. Maintaining that same sexualized eye contact, she quietly answered his question by swallowing his love potion in one gulp. She smiled.

He was completely overstimulated by the entire evening: the meal, the blowjob, and now THIS. “This is not what I had in mind when I came to see you.”

“I know,” she said wiping her mouth. “But I told you that I had been wanting to taste you ever since that night.” She got up to rinse her mouth and to get a warm towel from the bathroom to wipe him down.

“And you are wiping me off?! I can’t take all of this. I’m going to become addicted.”

She giggled. “No, you’re not. Just enjoy it!”

“Oh, I am! If this is just one of the ‘tricks’ you had up your sleeve, I’m interested in seeing the others.” His dick was beginning to stretch for round two.

“You’re here until Sunday evening,” she said sex continuing to drip from her mouth. I’m sure you’ll see plenty more tricks by then.”

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Reaux Tinkleflower

Hi! I am blogger who writes about female sex and sexuality! (Yes, I LOVE sex!) My posts usually run the gamut from oral sex to sexual health. If you would like more info, please visit my blog at www.pussycatchats.com.

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