Watched at Home (8 page)

We separated, and noticed that Tony and Gwen
were staring at us.

“Get a room,” Tony said with a grin.

“Now that sounds like a good idea,” I said,
tightening my arms around Joey’s shoulders. “I happen to have one
of those nearby.” I was horny as hell.

Joey leaned in and we kissed again. I didn’t
care if Tony and Gwen were watching. Our tongues intertwined, and
he nibbled on my lip.

I pulled back and said, “Joey, you want to
see the new swimsuit I bought?”

He grinned. “Sure.”

“Follow me.” I took his hand and led him
towards the changing room. “You two be good now,” I said to my
other guests.

“Have fun,” Gwen said.

As soon as we got inside the changing room, I
turned on Joey and kissed him hard, my arms around his shoulders as
I pulled him down to me. Our tongues danced and I had flashbacks of
his backseat.

“Mmm, baby,” he said, “you’re hotter than
ever.”

“I need you.”

“I can tell.” He reached down and slipped his
hand in the side of my bikini bottoms, and dragged his finger
through my slit, feeling my wetness. I groaned as I held him.

His finger made a few laps around my clit
before sliding back out. His eyes locked on mine as he sucked the
finger into his mouth.

“You taste as good as ever, babe.”

I took his hand and pulled his finger from
his mouth, and brought it to my lips. My tongue flicked out against
his rough skin, and I tasted a faint trace of myself.

“That’s so fucking sexy,” he breathed.

My hand moved down and I cupped the front of
his swimsuit. He was half hard and bulging out the front. I
squeezed, and felt his cock twitch. I watched his eyes as the
pleasure I was causing flickered subtly across his face. He was
never one to show a lot of emotion during sex, but if you knew him
and watched closely, you could see it.

I dropped to my knees and kissed his cock
through the still-wet material. He sighed softly. I followed the
bulge with my lips, kissing along his length until I reached the
swollen head. Opening my mouth, I gripped it with my lips through
the cloth. Sucking, I could taste the chlorinated water with him
mixed in.

His hands moved to the side of my head, and
gripped me lightly, his fingertips gently massaging my scalp.

I couldn’t wait any longer, and reached up
and pulled his suit down over his hips, to his mid thighs. His
familiar cock sprang out, arching out and up, still with a bit of a
droop as he had yet to reach full hardness. I was about to take
care of that.

Not wasting any time, I opened my mouth wide
and took him inside, only the head at first as I swirled my tongue
around it. It twitched and swelled, the head becoming smoother as
it pulsed with blood. My lips locked around the sensitive ridge, as
my tongue danced in happy undulations over the tip. Pushing my head
forward, I began taking him deeper.

He groaned softly as my lips tightened around
him and began to slide down his shaft. His dick swelled to full
hardness, now arching slightly upward, as it reached for the back
of my throat. My tongue played a tune on the veined underside as it
slid past, my mouth opening wider to take him deep.

His hands were tightening on my hair,
twitching from the pleasure I was giving him. I knew he liked to
control it at the end, and I was looking forward to when his hands
gripped me hard and held me in place as he fucked my mouth to put
himself over the edge. That was what I had tried to explain to Gwen
– the two sides of Joey. He could be gentle like he was now, but he
also could inflict pain – the good kind of pain – just when you
needed it.

His cockhead wedged into the back of my
throat, and I held him there, reaching up to cup his large balls in
my hand. I massaged them gently as my mouth created a vacuum around
his shaft, working my throat to massage the knob of his head. His
fingers twitched again, a sure sign that he was enjoying this.

My lips slid off of him, nice and slow, as my
tongue flicked against his sensitive skin. Out he went, until the
head bumped over my lips and just the tip was in my mouth. I could
taste him now, and I groaned softly, loving that animal-like
flavor. I probed the tip of my tongue into the tight slit,
searching for more of his taste.

His hands tugged at my head, letting me know
he was ready for me to begin. It was like we hadn’t missed three
years, as we picked up where we left off, reading each other’s
little signs.

I slid down again, taking him deep, then back
out, keeping my mouth tight around him. Then again, and again, over
and over. His cock glistened wetly from my saliva as I pumped my
head on his rigid rod. I found my rhythm and stuck to it, drawing
the pleasure out of him slowly as my lips ovaled tightly up and
down his shaft.

I was so into my cocksucking, I had forgotten
where I was. But now I remembered and my pussy gushed a wet bubble
of juice as I thought about Shane watching me do this.

Sometime later tonight, when he got home, he
would probably look at the videos his camera captured. He would see
the two guys changing, and probably delete them. Then he would come
upon Gwen putting on her suit, and he would probably pause to watch
it, since he’d never seen her before. Then he would get to the next
video – this one.

And he would see me sucking a cock. And
loving it. Would he get hard? Or did Beth’s pussy wear him out, and
he’d have to wait until the morning to jack off to the
high-definition sight of me salivating all over a hard dick? And
the ultimate irony would be, as he was watching me do this, he
would be unaware that the dick I was sucking was only a stand in
for his own cock – just as every cock in my mouth had been since I
saw his Hawaii video.

I wished I could be there when he watched it
for the first time. To see the expression of surprise on his face.
Followed by the lust.

Then I had a better idea. I wished I could
suck him as he watched it. Take his cock into my mouth as he
watched me blow Joey. Then he would know what it felt like too.

I was so far gone in my fantasies, I hadn’t
picked up the signs of Joey’s impending orgasm. So I was surprised
when his fingers tightened hard in my hair, jerking my head forward
as he thrust his hips powerfully against me.

He cockhead lodged in the back of my throat,
and I felt it swell hugely, blocking my breathing. In the next
second, I felt the hot jet of his seething cum blast against my
throat muscles, causing me to gag slightly.

I swallowed quickly, just in time to accept
the next fiery burst of unleashed load, as his fingers painfully
yanked my hair. He was no longer gentle Joey, but instead a
grunting and thrusting brute out for only his own pleasure, using
me to satisfy his wanton lusts. And I loved every second of it.

He fired bolt after bolt of hot swirling
cream into my mouth, groaning out moans with each one, until I
couldn’t keep up and it spilled out the corners of my lips,
dripping down over my chin.

I continued to suckle at him, swallowing as I
felt his swollen flesh pulse warmly in my tight mouth.

He began to soften, and I still held him in
my oral embrace, sliding my tongue over his spent cock, causing him
to twitch with pleasure. Finally, I slid my mouth off of him,
milking him with my hand so that his last drop seeped out on my
tongue.

“Fuck me,” he gasped, catching his breath.
“Either you’ve been practicing, or my memory is shot, because I
don’t ever remember it being that good.” He looked down at me in
appreciation.

I grinned proudly up at him. He reached down
and wiped a line of his cum off of my cheek with his thumb, and I
opened her mouth so he would feed it to me, licking it clean.

He pulled me up and slid his hand back into
my bottoms. I was sopping now, soaking the crotch of the silky
material. I gripped his bicep with my hand and closed my eyes,
enjoying the pleasure for a moment.

But after a few seconds, I pushed him away.
“Not now. Let’s check on Tony and Gwen.”

“They can take care of themselves,” he said
with a grin, pulling up his suit.

“I know. But it’s kind of rude for us to just
leave them there alone.”

“Whatever,” he said, and put his arm around
me.

When we walked out, we were surprised to see
Tony and Gwen were missing. They weren’t at the table, or in the
pool. They either left, or were in the house.

Joey chuckled. “I told you they could take
care of themselves.”

“What do you mean?”

“What do you think I mean. Tony tells me her
little pussy goes nonstop. They’re probably in the house giving it
a workout.”

“Where in the house?”

He shrugged. “How should I know? Let’s go
check.” He began to pull me towards the door.

I resisted. “Maybe we should give them some
privacy.”

“Come on. We’ll satisfy your curiosity about
where they are, then we’ll come back out here and finish what we
started.”

I grinned at him. “Is that a promise?”

“Oh yeah. We’re definitely not done yet. Come
on.”

I allowed him to pull me into the house, and
I expected to see the couple on one of the living room couches,
fucking their brains out, but they weren’t around. I checked all
the rooms downstairs, but each was empty.

A thought occurred to me. What if they were
in Shane’s room? If so, he would have another video waiting for him
when he got home.

We walked up the stairs and checked my room
first. It was clear.

“Hey,” Joey said, “remember the time I snuck
in here while Shane was downstairs?”

“Of course.”

“You came quick that night.”

I grinned. “Nice of you to remember. Let’s
go.”

We walked down the hall to Shane’s room. The
door was closed.

“You sure you want to do this?” I asked.

He shrugged. “We’ll just check and
leave.”

“Ok.” I turned the knob quietly and opened
the door. The bed was to the side, so we stepped in and leaned
around the door. Yep, they were here.

Tony was lying back on the bed, and Gwen was
straddling him, moving her ass up and down on his cock. She hadn’t
been exaggerating, it was big. It stretched her little pussy wide
as she rode it up and down, her head thrown back in passion. They
hadn’t noticed us yet.

Although we had told ourselves that we would
leave once we saw where they were, we both stood there staring at
the couple on the bed. My eyes were fixed on their bodies – how
they moved together and where they were joined. Gwen’s ass moved
like a slow piston as her pussy swallowed his thick tool over and
over.

I glanced at Joey, and he was staring at the
same spot I was, his eyes locked on them in a glaze of lust. He
looked at me and gave me his sexy smile, which I returned.

He stepped behind me and took me in his arms,
pressing his newly hardening cock against my ass. His lips were
warm on the side of my neck as he bent down and kissed me there,
while reaching up to cup my breasts in his strong hands. I gasped
as his fingers found my hard nipples and squeezed them through my
bikini top.

I ground my ass back against him, showing my
approval, and his hands moved up and back down again, sliding
between my top and my warm breasts, cupping their soft flesh,
pinching my nipples between his fingers. His teeth nibbled at my
neck, and I reached back and gripped his stiff cock through his
swimsuit.

The couple on the bed continued to fuck,
oblivious of us for the moment. Gwen moved to her feet as she
squatted on him, dipping her cunt down to envelop him in its tight
embrace. She was fascinating to watch, her tight compact body built
for sex. She moved on him like a graceful sexual animal, with no
wasted motion. Her pussy and his cock made soft wet sounds as they
thrust against one another.

Joey slid one of his hands down over my
stomach, dipping inside the waistband of my bikini bottoms and down
to my saturated mound. A finger slipped into my swollen slit, and I
groaned as it probed my slickness, worming around in my delicate
folds.

He began finger fucking me, jabbing his long
digit into my tight depths as his thumb found my clit, rolling over
it in a circular motion. It had been too long since I’d felt a
man’s hands on me, and I cried out in pleasure, pressing my hips
against him, urging him on.

My hand stroked his cock, which was rock
solid again, despite blasting its load into my mouth only minutes
before. I needed it inside of me.

I turned in his arms to face him, and his
hands went to the clasp of my top, undoing it. The bra slackened,
but my breasts stayed firm, and he pulled the garment off of me and
dropped it to the floor.

I pushed down my bottoms and allowed them to
puddle at my feet. He did the same with his, and my hand gripped
his cock tightly as he bent down to kiss me again. Our lips and
tongues danced hotly as I wrapped my arms tightly around his
shoulders. Once again, he read me so easily, and knew what I
wanted.

He slid his hands down to my ass and cupped
my cheeks in his powerful grip before straightening, lifting me up.
My arms held tight as my legs moved up around him, embracing his
waist with my thighs.

We continued to kiss as his hands guided me
into place, and I felt the rubbery head of his cock bumping against
my seething cunt. It missed the mark a few times, but finally
nestled into my tight entrance.

Joey wasted no time in penetrating me,
allowing me to drop slightly as he thrust his cock upward, burying
it half way into my tight grasping hole. Lifting me back up, he let
me down again, this time sinking all the way inside, until my
cuntal opening stretched tightly around the solid thickness of his
cock root.