Jean-Luc Cheri - Watched at Home

“See anything you like?” I said with a grin.

“Oh yeah.”

I sat slightly back and pulled up my shirt. It came up half way, and the hem was now right below my areola, exposing the round underside of my breast. I leaned forward so that my still-hidden stiff nipple was right in front of his mouth. The look of lust on his face almost made me come right there.

“Oh god,” he whispered.

I leaned forward and his tongue flicked at me through the thin cotton. My nipple surged to full hardness, tenting out the now damp cloth even further. He leaned in to take it into his mouth, and I pulled the shirt up, allowing my nipple to pop free just in time for his lips to close around it.

My head arched back as the exquisite sensation of Shane’s mouth on my breast surged through me.

“Ghhhhh,” I groaned. “Yessssss.”

His suction kept me firmly in his mouth as his tongue lapped against the rubbery bud. Another wave of juice pulsed through my pussy.

After a few moments he pushed up the other half of my shirt and treated the other nipple to the same pleasure. It felt like every nerve ending in my body was on overload. I broke the contact between his lips and my breasts, and laid down against his chest, my face once again pressed into his neck.

“You ok honey?” he asked.

“I’m perfect.”

“Oh, ok. You just stopped there.”

I nuzzled into his neck without replying.

“What is it, honey?” he said curiously.

“Shane,” I whispered into his neck, “don’t you know?”

“Tell me.”

“I’ve fallen asleep,” I whispered, “and now it’s time for you to take me to bed.”

He carried me up like he always did, his hands under my ass and my arms around his neck with my head resting on his shoulder. He passed my room and took me to his. When he laid me down on the bed, I held him tight, and for the first time he lay down with me, joining me in the bed. Another dream had come true.

We lay there and kissed for several minutes, just holding each other. It was as if we were waiting for the dream to be over, and we would wake up and realize it never happened.

But finally he pulled away and tugged my shirt over my head, allowing my breasts to breathe free again. He hooked his fingers in the waistband of my panties, and I lifted my hips so he could pull them down over my legs.

When I was naked, I moved to my knees and pushed his shorts down over his hips. The waistband caught on the head of his cock, and I had to pull it over it. When I did, his dick arched out, hard and proud, pointing right up at my face. I took it in my small hand and we kissed again.

I urged him backwards, and he sat back against the pillows on the headboard. I followed him, moving to straddle his hips. My hand curled around his cock again, holding it as my pussy pressed against the base. I felt the length of his rock hard shaft spread my outer lips and glide along the slick inner folds.

My hands slid up around his neck, and I laid my head on his chest again. I had recreated the position we were in on the couch, except this time we were naked.

His hands found my ass again, and held me to him. I sighed as he moved me on his cock, sliding my slick slit up and down against the hard ridge of his dick, coating it with my lubrication.

I sucked at the skin of his neck, and he moaned in pleasure. We moved this way for several minutes, enjoying the closeness that we had desired for so long.

I lifted my head and we kissed, and I whispered, “This is where I belong. In your arms.”

“It’s where you’ve always belonged, honey.”

“Shane?”

“Yes?”

“Do you want to fuck me?”

He smiled softly. “I want that very much, baby.”

“I need you inside of me.” I kissed him again, as my nipples rubbed across the hair on his chest.

I slid my hand between us and took his beautiful cock in my hand. Lifting my hips, I placed the swollen head at my slick entrance, moving it in small circles to coat it with my honey. I pressed down, lodging it against my tight inner ring.

My hand returned to his neck, and I watched his face. His eyes were closed in a contented expression.

“Watch me,” I said softly.

His eyes opened, and he smiled when he saw me looking at him.

I concentrated on his eyes as I began to press down on him. I watched the tics of pleasure flicker across his face as his swollen head began to spread me open, slowly pushing through my tight pink cuntal mouth.

I groaned as I felt the ridge of his cockhead pop past the ring of entrance muscles, and my pussy lathered his cockskin with a heavy layer of lubrication. My mouth sagged open in stunned pleasure as his cock burrowed slowly into me, spreading my delicate cunt walls with his steely blood-engorged flesh.

“Oh,” I moaned, “It’s so good.”

Down I went, my tight, milking walls enveloping his raging hardness, molding down around him like warm flowing honey, taking his flesh into mine. His hands were on my ass, but he allowed me to set my own pace.

Finally, I felt the thick base of his cock spread my pussy entrance even further, as his cock head bumped deep inside me. I was completely full, stuffed with the hot solid flesh of his cock.

I sighed as I collapsed against him, wanting to enjoy the moment before beginning to fuck in earnest.

“So good baby,” he whispered.

“Hold me. I want to be in your arms forever.”

I looked up at him and began moving, sliding my hips upward, drawing him out. My pussy reached the knob of his pulsating hardness, and I slid back down, sheathing him in my snug warmth.

“Ahhhh,” he moaned, his hand gripping my ass harder.

“Shane?”

“Yes baby?”

“When I fucked other guys, I thought about you.” I slowly moved on him, rising and falling, taking him deep into my soft wet cunt and then drawing him out, over and over.

“And I thought about you too,” he said, “when I was with other women.”

“You did?”

“Yes.”

“Did you think of me when you fucked Beth?”

His eyes opened wide and he stared at me.

I smiled at him.

“You know about Beth?”

“Yes. Did you fuck her pussy and imagine it was mine?”

He closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

“Tell me. I want to hear you say it.” I continued to fuck him, our bodies making a soft wet sound where we joined.

“Yes baby, every time I fucked her, I thought of you. That’s why I chose her.”

“I know. We’re like twins.”

“You’re not angry?”

I kissed him. “No, are you angry I fucked Joey and thought of you?” I could feel my pussy rippling over his flesh, taking both of our pleasures higher.

“No baby.”

“Did you enjoy watching me suck his cock?”

The shock returned to his face, but I kissed him again. “It’s ok, I know about the cameras. And they make me hot.”

He still couldn’t speak.

“That’s why I touched myself in the changing room. So you could see me doing it. Did you like that?”

He nodded.

“Good. Then I wanted you to watch me suck a cock. I wanted you to want me to suck your cock like that.”

“Uhhhh,” he groaned.

“I will, Shane. I’ll suck you until I taste your hot seed spraying onto my tongue.”

“Oh fuck,” he moaned.

“Did you watch me fucking?”

“Yes.”

“Tell me what you saw.”

“I saw his dick in you, and wished it was mine.”

“Yesssss.”

“I saw you kissing that girl while Joey fucked you.”

“I was so hot. Did you like that?” I sped up my hips, fucking him faster, our bodies slapping together.

“I came when I saw that. You were amazing.”