A Voyeur at a teenage fuck fest
If you’re not up to speed with my afternoon with John and Debbie, best start here…
If you’re not up to speed with my afternoon with John and Debbie, best start here: https://medium.com/@TracyTrouble/john-debbie-and-a-day-of-revelations-145ba710ac1e
I guided his hand to my pussy and like the well trained lad he is, he started finger fucking me. It was a relief to have something in there at last.
While I was doing that Debs finished cleaning her juices by licking across his lips. And suddenly they were kissing. Brilliant! Downside was his fingers left my hole and went to Debbies. I had a brief pang of jealousy, was I going to lose him?
The feeling didn’t last. He wasn’t mine to keep in my toy box and if I’d helped him get some confidence with girls then I felt I’d done some good. I could always find another young cock. God, that sounds so cold, but I hope you know it wasn’t meant that way
Both sets of Debbie's lips being occupied and as she was now gently wanking John’s cock the only erogenous zones left were Deb’s or John's bums. Choices, choices! I opted for Debs.
But before I got there John pushed Debs to the floor pushed her legs apart and entered her. Jeez. He’d been assertive! Saints be praised. I was sorely tempted to join in in some way but decided to let them get on with it while I watched the show. That was quite a turn on and it gave me an inkling of what Chris gets out of watching his wife have sex with others. Debs had been fucked by others in front of me before but I’d been preoccupied then. This time I simply found a comfy chair stuck a finger up my cunt and wallowed in the youngster's sexual games.
It started normally enough. Good old-fashioned missionary humping. John's lips alternated between Deb’s and her tits. You've seen them. They’re not massive but he enjoyed kneading them and suckling on her nipples produced squeaks of delight.
Then he turned her over. Entered her doggie style. Too much for this MILF. They had demonstrated this wasn’t a fragile coupling. It was clear as day neither was going to stop and say ‘I don’t want this’ so I joined the action. I’d been going to rim Debs before John started so would content myself with his bum. But then as I knelt down another idea struck me. I lay on my back and shuffled my head between John’s legs. now I was inches if not millimetres from his cock and her cunt. His rock-solid cock. Her leaking cunt. What a view. What a scent! My senses were getting a treat. I stuck my tongue out. I didn’t need to move. I just let John’s thrusting do it for me. It didn’t seem to affect him. I didn’t want to spoil Debbie's fuck by bringing him off too soon. I moved my head slightly. Now I could lick those delectable young lips. The sensuous feel was good. My hands were unemployed. Not good. I reached up with one and found John’s anus. Too dry. I ferreted my hand up between me and the two copulating teenagers and moistened them on Debbie's juices. That was better. Had I done this before to John? I couldn’t remember. Old age does that to you! I’d take it slowly anyway. His body tensed as my finger went in and there was a momentary halt in his thrusting but it didn’t last and he renewed with increased energy. Deb’s bum was not available but I still had an idle hand. I swung it above my head and located a tit. And a rock hard nipple. I squeezed. She groaned. My finger in John went deeper. His thrusting got faster. Squeezed harder. Groan louder. Disappearing finger. Faster thrusting. Then Deb’s came. It was as though someone had thrown a bucket of water over me. Her juices forced out passed John’s still trusting cock hit me with the force of a fire hose.It had the inevitable result of triggering our young stud. His cock had one final thrust. His balls hung temptingly over my mouth. I obliged. Sucked them. Perhaps my imagination but I could have sworn I felt his semen being pumped out.
A large exhale of breath and a groan from our stud. A continual murmuring of “Yes, yes, yes,” from my teenage girl.
Me? I was as hot as Dante's inferno and with much the same thoughts as someone living down there. I was in urgent need of being fucked. Debs! Payback time! But first, as John withdrew, his cum started dribbling out. Mix that with Debbie's sweet juice and I had a cocktail I wasn’t going to waste. Debbie went to get up but I grabbed her hips and held her there. Stuck my tongue deep into her sweet young pussy as far as it would go and explored for every morsal of John's semen.
Fuck! That’s when I felt his finger. No, his thumb, pushing hard against my clit Getting his own back for my intrusion into him. For god's sake make me come! I’d had so much stimulus. Watching them fuck. Lapping up their mixed fluids. I needed release. And the dear sweet boy provided it. I’d just about swallowed every microbe of cum and juice and his fingers — now multiple inside me — triggered my climax. Sweet sweet Jesus. I bucked. I kicked. I yelled. I gushed. Then it was their turn to clean me up. The pair of them. Like two naughty children stabbing over sweets. Play fighting to get their tongues where mine had just been in Debs. I paid little attention. I had a mountain to climb down and by the time I’d got to base camp they’d finished and were sitting next to each other on the floor, backs against the sofa. Grinning. “What’s next Tracy?” asked Debs, “I’m feeling dirty.”
To be continued…
