Jean-Luc Cheri - Watched at Home

“She wants to get together again, just her and me. Would you like to watch that?”

“Oh yes.”

“Are the cameras running now?”

“Yes.”

“Good. A nice memento of our first time. We’ll watch it together later.”

We fucked in silence for a while, our desires coiling within us, building up. His hands were holding me tightly, jamming my ass down onto him.

“You made me so wet last night.”

“Last night?”

“When you came into my room and touched my pussy.”

He was silent.

“I wanted you so much, but you left. You left me alone with my soaked pussy. That wasn’t very nice of you.”

“I’m sorry baby.”

“It’s ok. I returned the favor this morning. I made your cock hard while you were sleeping on the couch. Put my hand down your shorts and I touched it. It felt so good.”

“I thought that was a dream.”

“Shane?”

“Yes baby?”

“I’m going to come.” My hips slapped down hard against him, driving our pleasure upward, reaching the breaking point.

“I’m right there myself. Come for me baby.”

The world spun away in a frenzy as my orgasm ripped through me. It felt like I had touched a live wire, and the electricity was crackling through my body. Incoherent babbling flooded from my mouth as my pussy clenched around the hard cock that was filling me.

I was dimly aware he was coming too, his hands bruising my ass as his lust-quenching cock spasmed and jerked, flooding my cunt with his jetting cream. We kissed and cried out into each other’s mouths, unable to contain the release after years of pent-up frustrations. The pleasure seemed unending, rolling over us in wave after wave, taking us to an undiscovered plateau of sensation.

Finally it was over, and I lay down on him with no energy left to move. My head rested on his chest as my body recovered, feeling his cock still pulsing gently inside of me, matching the rhythm of his heartbeat beneath his chest.

After a few minutes I could finally move, and I lifted my head to look sleepily up at him. He was smiling down at me.

“That was incredible,” he said.

I nodded. ‘Oh fuck yeah.”

He chuckled. “It seems I don’t have any secrets from you.”

I grinned. “Maybe you do, and I haven’t discovered them yet.”

“No, I’m pretty sure you got them all. Oh wait, did you know I was fucking Chris, Danni, and Kelly too?”

I stared at him in shock.

He grinned. “Just joking, honey.”

I swatted his arm and smiled. “That’s not funny. But you know…”

“What?”

“They do like you.”

“What are you saying?”

“I’m saying they’re friends of mine, and if you wanted, I could hook you up.” I grinned up at him.

He stared at me. “You’re joking, right?”

“No. As long as I get to fuck you, I’m willing to share.”

“Well, maybe.”

“Shane, don’t try to pretend you don’t love the idea of fucking my friends.”

“Maybe I don’t. Maybe I only want you.”

“Or maybe your cock started to get hard in my pussy as soon as I brought it up.” I gave him a mischievous smile.

“Damn, betrayed by my own dick.”

I giggled, and we kissed. His cock grew to full hardness, pressing in deep. He held me in his strong arms and turned us both over, so I was lying on the bed with him between my thighs. I lifted my legs and wrapped them around him, locking my heels against his ass.

As he began moving in me, I smiled up at him and said, “It’s going to be a great day.”