by Sarah Anon
“Maybe I should tell your parents..”
He instantly went back towards the window, hiding as best he could. I stepped in-front of him and bent over, putting my hands against the wall.
“Pull down my pajamas” I commanded
He obeyed, instantly.
“Fuck me while you watch her shower”
He obeyed, it was a slow, silent fuck, careful to make no noise, but it didn’t feel gentle, there was a certain power in each thrust, slow, but unstoppable.
He watched her shower, I kept getting glimpses of my friend, I watched her too, her breasts, small, but firm, they had a beautiful curve, standing out from the body perfectly. Her skin was bronzed, although a slight lightness over her breast and crotch highlighted her more intimate areas. Knowing he was watching the other woman, while fucking me, outdoors, was a huge turn on, a mix of minor fetishes.
He watched her dry herself off, rubbing her body with the towel, bouncing her breasts, stretching her skin, unknowingly teasing us. He kept going in slow, powerful movements until she left the bathroom, then he sped up, moving faster, harder, I felt him suddenly go rigid, his hands digging deep into my hips as his sperm burst out inside me, a hot wave of pleasure.
His hands relaxed, letting me go and he stepped back. I pulled my pajamas back up and turned towards him. He was stood there, his dick already put away, a little gormless, a lot scared. he was stood, waiting, not daring to move. “Gotta love the inexperienced ones.” I thought.
I let him sit for a few more seconds. I felt powerful, this kid was mine.
“You’re my bitch” I said
“I call, you come. If you want to watch me, go ahead, now fuck off” I smirked, watching the kid running back to his house. I loved that feeling, the feeling of total control over him.
Epilogue
After I caught him his night time visits became a much rarer occurrence. I still caught him sometimes, and occasionally I would get him to come inside. I would let him watch me shower, get changed, even masturbate. I only let him fuck me three more times, it was fun, but he was still way too inexperienced.
As time went on the visits slowed even more, and I began to long for those nights when I heard the rustle, feel his eyes on me. When I opened the fridge, naked, I wished that eyes were still watching me, that a veiled man was hidden behind the blinds, taking in every contour of my body.
Eventually he disappeared completely, I saw him hanging around with a girl his own age, I figured they were hooking up. I have to admit, it riled me a bit, I liked having a little toy boy, my own pet voyeur. That lil’ bitch had taken him away from me.
But the feeling quickly subsided. It was time for me to move on, at least it had kicked me out of my rut. It was time, I thought, to start living my life again.
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