Watching Her

by Sammi Starlight

  9

  The week went by in a blur. We were lying together Wednesday night after another marathon sex session when Brett reminded me of our conversation the week before.

  “Have you thought anymore about what we talked about the other night?” He ran his fingers through my thick, messy hair.

  I stretched and yawned, snuggling into him. “About?”

  He kissed my forehead. “Sebastian.”

  My heart started to race. “Oh yeah.”

  “We don’t have to if you don’t want to, gorgeous.”

  “That’s not it, babe. I’ve just been so busy, I haven’t had time.” I kissed his chest. “And you don’t really leave much room for me to even think about anyone else.”

  “I know, I know.”

  “But,” I leaned up on my elbow, looking at him, “since you brought it up, yes, I will do it if you want.”

  His eyes lit up. “Are you sure, gorgeous? I want you to do it because you want to do it, not just because I want you to.”

  I nodded furiously. “Yes, babe. I want to. I’ll do it.”

  He flipped me over in the bed, covering me with his strong length. His cock pressed at the apex of my thighs. He brushed the hair away from my face as he looked down at me. “Thank you.” He leaned down to kiss me as he spread my legs with his knees.

  I moaned and arched under him as he slid deep inside me. “Fuck, baby. You have no idea what you do me,” he murmured against my neck as he started moving atop me.

  I wrapped my legs around his waist, meeting his thrusts. He bent over me, trapping a nipple between his lips, bathing it with his tongue. I whimpered and threaded my fingers into his hair, holding him against me. He sucked my sensitive flesh into his mouth as he moved and rubbed his cock against my G-spot. “Brett, I’m going to come.”

  He lifted his head, looking up at me. “Do it, gorgeous. Come all over my cock.”

  His words were my undoing, and I shattered around him, my pussy clamping down on his cock, pulsing around it. My body bowed up off the bed as he thrust one last time, releasing deep inside me, crying out my name.

  He collapsed on top of me and planted tiny kisses on my shoulder. “Mmm...baby, you drive me crazy. I can’t get enough of you.”

  I ran my hands over his shoulders and down his back, his muscles rippling under my touch. “And I can’t get enough of you.”

  He rested his head on my chest and I held him for a few minutes, his heart beating against mine.

  I had a feeling we were definitely in for an adventure, letting Sebastian into our bed.

  Brett talked to Sebastian the next day, making plans for us to meet at a nearby hotel around eight Friday night. I didn’t get much done at work that day, thinking about what was going to happen that night. I finally got out of work around five. Brett had texted me earlier that afternoon to tell me that he would have my clothes laid out for me to wear tonight.

  I walked into the bedroom and smiled when I saw what he had chosen. Of course, he had set out his favorite black garter belt and stockings. There also was a black, almost sheer baby doll dress and my black heels. Desire started to pool between my legs as I thought about Sebastian and how he would react when he saw me dressed in that outfit.

  I took off my jeans and sweater and headed to the bathroom to shower.

  Brett and I had decided that there would be no pressure tonight. If I didn’t feel comfortable or want to fuck Sebastian, I didn’t have to. We were going to meet at the hotel, have some drinks and then we would see where the night took us.

  I stood under the shower, closing my eyes, letting the hot water run over me. My eyes flew open when I heard Brett enter. Suddenly, his strong hard body was behind me.

  “Hi, gorgeous.” His lips were on my ear.

  I sighed. “Am I glad to see you.”

  “You are?” He spun me around and pulled me against him. I gasped when I felt his already-hard cock press along my belly.

  “Mmhmm,” I ran my hands between us, taking him in my hand and stroking.

  He let out a groan. “God, baby, you are insatiable. I fucking love it.”

  I laughed softly. “It’s your fault, you know.” I continued to stroke him.

  “Is it now?” He kissed my lips softly. “How is that?”

  I leaned over and ran my tongue up his neck. “Oh, I think you know.”

  “Mmmm...Yes, I do. I unleashed that kinky girl inside you that has been dying to get out. He kissed me again. This time more intensely. “I can’t wait to see how you look while he fucks you.”

  He suddenly stopped and spun me around. His hardness pressed against the crack of my ass. I moaned and pushed back into him.

  “You are so fucking hot. But remember, you are mine.” He whispered his words harshly into my ear as he snaked his hand around me, squeezing my breast, pinching the nipple. All I could do was whimper and nod my agreement.

  He put his hand on my back and bent me forward slightly. He entered me swiftly with a grunt. I cried out as he filled me. He grabbed my hips, slamming into me.

  “Touch yourself. Make yourself come while I fuck you.”

  I shuddered and whimpered, moving my hand between my legs. My clit was so swollen already. In fact, I had walked around in a constant state of arousal since we had decided to give this fantasy of Brett’s a try.

  He continued to pound me, the hot water pouring over us. I moved my finger over my clit faster while my other hand moved out to brace myself on the shower wall.

  “Baby, I am so close.” He groaned and quickened his pace, digging his fingers into my hips as he continued to pound me.

  He grabbed my hair, pulling my head back. “Come for me.”

  My body tensed, and I cried out his name as I came hard around him. He thrust one last time and roared my name into my ear as he emptied inside me. He rested his head against my back as we stood there for a minute, recovering. “Fuck, baby. You’re going to kill me.”

  “But what a way to go.” I turned around and kissed him. “Now scoot so that I can get ready.”

  He laughed. “Ok, ok. But remember, no matter what happens tonight, you are mine.”

  I stood on my tiptoes and kissed him softly. “I know, baby. Always.”

  He grabbed a towel and stepped out of the shower. He dried off, watching me as I started to shave my legs.

  “I better get out of here or I’ll attack you again. You look so hot with your leg propped up there.”

  I rolled my eyes. “Now go!”

  He laughed and walked out of the bathroom to get dressed.

  I finished in the shower and got dressed. As I slipped my dress on over my bare skin, I squeezed my thighs together. I was thankful to Brett for taking the edge off, but I still was so turned on.

  I walked out of the bedroom and cleared my throat. Brett’s gaze was glued to the football game, and he hadn’t even noticed me walk into the room.

  “Are you ready - Whoa...” He stopped talking as soon as he looked up and saw me. Guess the outfit that he’d picked out did the trick. My makeup was tastefully done, and I left my long, blonde hair down around my shoulders. He got up, came over to me, then cupped my face. He looked down at me, his eyes full of emotion. “Maybe I don’t want to share you.”

  I lifted a hand to touch his. “If that’s what you want. We can’t do this unless we both want it.”

  He kissed my forehead. “No, I want to.” He took my hand. “Let’s go, baby.”

  10

  We left the apartment, walking to his car. He opened the door for me. “Thank you.”

  “Anything for you.” He went around the car and got in.

  As we drove to the hotel, he took my hand. “We should have a few rules for this, I think.”

  I nodded.

  “First, which we are already doing - no one else at our apartments - ever. Those are our spots for just us.”

  “I totally agree.” He brushed the back of my hand with his lips, and I shivered.

  “No
kissing on the mouth. Too intimate.”

  “Agreed.”

  “And finally, no anal. That’s my spot, when you are ready, and my spot alone.” He glanced at me, his eyes dark.

  I nodded again. Brett had not hidden his desire to fuck me there. He used a finger or two in my ass, but so far that was it. Someday I would let him fuck my ass, and I knew he was looking forward to it.

  “Is that ok? Do those sound good? Do you have anything else to add?”

  “Not really. Those all sound good. The only other one is that you always have to be there. I’m never with someone else if you aren’t there.”

  “Of course. And don’t worry, Sebastian and I have already discussed these rules and he agreed.”

  I looked out the window, my sex throbbing a little thinking about these two men talking about this.

  We drove the rest of the way to the hotel in silence. He pulled into a parking lot and came around to open my door. He took my hand, and we walked inside the lobby. He kissed my cheek. “Wait here while I check in. Sebastian won’t be here for another half an hour.”

  I sat in the lobby, looking around. I was so nervous but so turned on too. Were we really going to do this? Will it wreck our relationship? I didn’t think so, but I would be lying if I didn’t say a part of me was a little bit worried.

  He soon came up to me with that boyish grin that made my stomach flip-flop, holding the room key. “Let’s go to our room.” He offered a hand to help me up.

  We got settled in our room and had a drink, making small-talk. We were both nervous and on edge in anticipation of our evening ahead.

  I nearly jumped out of my skin when Brett’s phone beeped. He glanced at it and then looked at me. “It’s Sebastian. Are you ready, baby?”

  I licked my lips and nodded. “Yes.”

  He texted him back, letting him know our room number. He put his phone in his pocket and walked over to me. He kissed me passionately, holding me tight. When the kiss ended, he pulled back, looking at me. “You know I love you, right? And this only makes me love you and want you more.”

  I ran my fingers through his hair. “I know. And I love you. I just don’t want you to think you aren’t man enough for me, because you most certainly are.” I grinned, moving a hand between us and over the front of his pants, feeling his excitement.

  “I know. It’s not about that. This is about you. I want to give you all the pleasure in the world...fulfill every fantasy you have...make all of your dreams come true.”

  My eyes filled with tears, and I whispered, “Oh baby, you already have.”

  Our moment was interrupted by a soft knock on the door. “He’s here. Let’s do this.” I squeezed Brett’s hand and gave him a nervous smile.

  He went to the door and let Sebastian in. My nipples tightened immediately as I caught my first glimpse of him. He was at least three or four inches taller than Brett, who was a tall man. He had his shoulder-length, black hair tied back, just like the first time I met him. I thought about running my hands through it as he was on top of me, or going down on me, or fucking me.

  My cheeks were warm, and my pussy got even wetter at the thought. He was wearing a white t-shirt, jeans, and a black leather coat that hugged his muscles. He definitely worked out.

  He was different than Brett and that excited me. Brett had that “bad boy” look but I knew he was really a sweetie. Sebastian seemed like a genuine “bad boy”. And I couldn’t wait to find out just how bad.

  He shook Brett’s hand as he walked in and then glanced over at me. “Wow. You look amazing. Brett, you are one lucky SOB.”

  Brett smiled at me. “I sure am. Would you like a drink, man?”

  “Nah, I am good.” He strode up next to me. His legs were so long it seemed as if he’d just taken a few steps before reaching me.

  My heart start to race, my blood pounding in my ears. I couldn’t believe I was going to do this. And I couldn’t believe how much I wanted to.

  Sebastian shrugged out of his leather coat and threw it on a chair. My gaze nervously moved to Brett. He just nodded, watching us. The desire in his eyes spurred me on.

  Sebastian reached up and brushed my cheek. “You are incredibly sexy, you know that?”

  I licked my lips nervously, not sure if I would even be able to speak. “Thank you.”

  “Are you sure you want to do this?”

  Again, I looked at Brett. His eyes were hooded with desire. I looked up at Sebastian. “Yes, I do.”

  “Good.” He smiled. “So do I.”

  He slipped his t-shirt over his head, and I gasped. He had perfectly chiseled abs. His nipples were pierced and he was covered with tattoos. If I had been wearing panties, they would be soaked by now for sure.

  “Your turn.” He nodded at my dress.

  My hands shaking, I reached for the hem and pulled it up over my head.

  “Holy shit, girl. Stand back, let me look at you.” He whistled as he walked around me. “Love the garter belt and stockings. And no panties—nice touch.” He glanced over to Brett.

  “I picked the outfit for her, but my favorite thing for her to wear is her black garter belt and black stockings. It’s incredibly sexy.” Brett had moved now to sit by us so as to get a better view.

  “It is incredibly sexy.” He gave me a grin that I thought was going to make me come right there. “How about you get your sexy ass up on the bed?”

  All I could do was nod in agreement and climbed onto the bed.

  “Sit up for me and spread your legs.” He let out a breath as I obeyed. “That’s it. Good girl. Look at how wet you are already. Mmmm...I think I need a taste.”

  I let out a barely audible whimper as he climbed the bed and settled between my legs. He teased me at first, blowing on my hot sex, licking the folds softly, almost featherlike.

  “She loves oral sex. Nothing turns her on more.” I glanced over at Brett when I heard his voice. He was stroking his cock through his jeans as he watched his friend between my legs.

  “Oh really?” He looked up at me with a wicked smile. “Well, so do I. We are going to have some fun.”

  My head fell back on the pillow. I thought I was going to explode already and Sebastian had barely touched me.

  I suddenly felt his tongue on me, licking me from my anus all the way up to the tip of my clit in one long stroke. I shuddered and moaned. Oh my god. He began to lick me all over, teasing me, sometimes slow, sometimes fast. I locked gazes with Brett. He had his cock out now and stroked it. The lust in his eyes only turned me on more.

  Sebastian started to pay closer attention to my clit, licking it. He slid a finger inside me, and my pussy clenched on it. He looked up. “Play with your nipples for me.” I started pinching my nipples as he moved back down to suck my clit. He slid a second finger inside my wet heat, and I panted.

  He continued his assault on my sex, and I knew I was going to come soon. He growled into my clit, “Come for me, sexy.” I moaned loudly and looked over at Brett. He gave me a smile.

  My body tensed and then I shuddered, almost convulsing as I came hard, maybe harder than I ever had. I swore I saw stars behind my eyes as wave after wave came over me.

  As my pleasure subsided some, Sebastian didn’t let up. He slid a third finger inside me and muttered, “We aren’t done yet.”

  Oh my god, I cannot come again already. He didn’t stop though. He kept sucking my clit. He suddenly wiggled his fingers inside me, almost in a “come here” motion. I screamed as I came again, fast and hard. I grabbed his head this time and pulled him into me, not caring if he could breathe. All I could think about was riding out my orgasm on his face.

  When I finally calmed down, he sat up. I was almost embarrassed at how wet his face was from me. “Fuck, sexy, that was hot. You taste amazing.”

  “Fuck yeah, that was hot.” Brett mumbled, still stroking his cock. It looked so hard now, and I wondered how much longer he’d last.

  Sebastian got off the bed and walked to the bathroom
for a towel. He wiped my juices from his face and then stripped off his jeans.

  Fuck, he wasn’t wearing any underwear under them. His cock was amazing, though he wasn’t really bigger than Brett. Brett had amazing girth and could fill me up so good, but Sebastian had more in the length department.

  He looked at me as if he was a lion and I was his prey, as he put on a condom. “Get on your hands and knees. Move so Brett can get a good view, so he can see my cock move in and out of you.”

  I swore I heard Brett groan with arousal as I moved on the bed sideways. I couldn’t see his face now, but he would have a perfect view of Sebastian fucking me.

  I felt the weight of him on the bed behind me. He gave my ass a slap, and I squealed, surprised by the action. He chuckled and looked over to Brett. “Dude, you have one dirty girl here.”

  I wiggled my ass a little as if to say, “stop talking.” Sebastian moved my legs apart and placed his erection at the entrance to my sex. “Ready, sexy?”

  “Mmhmm...” Despite my two mind-numbing orgasms, I was still horny as hell and couldn’t wait to feel Brett inside me.

  He grabbed my hips and thrust all the way into me in one movement. He stopped when he was buried deep inside me. “Fuck, you feel good around me.”

  I let out a whimper and inched away a little, wanting to feel him move in and out of me hard and fast. He started to slide his cock in and out of me, slow at first, moving all the way out, then slowly back in. I let out a tortured moan. Brett’s breathing grew ragged as he watched Sebastian move in and out.

  I was so turned on now, my juices slid down my thighs. My clit was throbbing again as Sebastian moved faster, ramming into me. He began to finger my clit. I cried out, knowing I was going to come again soon.

  He turned suddenly on the bed to face Brett. He lifted me so that my back was pressed against his chest. He kept fingering my clit, moving his lips to my ear. “Look at that. Look at how turned on he is by watching me fuck you.”

  I nodded, my gaze locked with Brett’s. He muttered as our eyes met, “I want you to come for him. Show him how much you like me fucking you.”