Our Voyeur

We had decided that in our pursuit of erotic adventures that we would
endeavor to indulge in a wide variety of experiences, combining our fantasies 
into a smorgasbord of sexual delights.

Whenever we made love, we mentally relived our favorite moments from our
exploits, and dreamt up possible scenarios that we felt would add to our
memoirs.  Allyn often imagined that we hade a voyeur present, watching
silently from a chair in the corner as we performed; for him it was also a
way of letting me know what he wanted to see me; that is, he also fantasized
about being the voyeur, watching me in passion with another man, usually a young
well hung stud, where he would not involve himself, just watch.

Our opportunity to achieve the first actually seemed to materialize from
nowhere. We had started chatting to an older man at the table next to us in
a restaurant one night while on holidays. After our meal, I asked him if he
would like to join us for an after dinner drinks in the lounge bar; he was
by himself, seemed a bit lonely, but he was quite charming and entertaining.

He was a retired businessman, very British, wife had passed away, and he was
basically on a round to world trip to change what appeared to be a lonely
and monotonous life.  The after dinner drink turned into "drinks" and we had
settled in comfortably in the lounge bar. Charles had toddled of for a
toilet break and Allyn, who could see I had a soft spot for the gent we had 
dubbed "the Major" nudged me, and with a devious smile on his face said "What 
about him, should we give an experience he'll never forget"  I was tiddly enough
to jump at the idea.

We had taken a Villa Suite at the Hotel we were staying at, which included a
sitting room and a private balcony, and ideal setting to fulfill our
fantasy.

On the "Majors" return, Allyn invited him back to our nest, suggesting
he might like to help us finish off our duty free liqueurs. At first he seemed
reluctant, not wanting to impose himself on us, but I had warmed to the
thought, and insisted on his presence.  So off we went, chatting idly about
nothing in particular, my mind already flashing vivid pictures of what may
eventuate.

We settled in, put on some mood music, and innocently conversed while
sampling our drink collection, all of us feeling quite comfortable by now.

I was dressed rather demurely as we had not planned anything naughty, so
decided to excuse myself to powder my nose, and of course for a change in my
attire. I had some lovely play clothes and decided on a long totally see
through dress (I normally wore a slip underneath to protect the innocent)
with suspenders and stockings to cap it off. As I was about to step into my 
brief knickers, I thought no, that may mean fumbling around to remove them 
later, so dropped them back on the bed.

I stepped up to the mirror to brush my hair and adjust my make up, then
stood back to admire myself.  That'll do I thought, in a low lit room, it won't
become too obvious until I cross in front of a light.

After a few deep breaths, I returned to the sitting room, catching Allyn's
eye as I entered; his appreciative expression, raised eyebrows and all gave me
more courage. Charles was sitting with his back to me, so was unaware of my
provocative attire; that would soon change, I thought. I snuggled in next to
Allyn, and asked for another drink.  Charles did the honors, poured me a
shot and leant over to pass it to me. As I took the glass, I noticed him 
hesitate slightly, and realized he could see the outline of my nipples through 
my dress, but I'm sure he was unaware of our intentions, then being a true
gentleman sat back and started chatting again.

I momentarily felt a touch of trepidation, what if this wasn't his scene,
what if he would feel insulted. The men chatted as my mind raced, summoning up
the courage to proceed to the next step. I realized that the music had finished,
and as Allyn started to move, I said, "I'll get it" standing and walking
towards the stereo. I can't back out now, I thought, as beside the stereo
was a table lamp, and I knew that it would illuminate me perfectly.

As I fumbled through the CD's, I noticed the room was silent, and could feel
four eyes burning my body. I reset the music, standing upright as I turned
to face them. I smiles at Charles as the music started, standing in front of
the light to allow a full view of my almost naked body, hoping that my rapidly
beating heart was not noticeable. I slowly swayed I to Allyn's chair; he was
laying back watching me, a smile growing over his face.

Without any further ado, I knelt before him, resting my hands on his lap,
feeling for him. Before anything could be said, I unzipped him, freeing his
member, feeling it start to stiffen in my hand. I casually stroked him,
turning to Charles as I did, saying, "Charles, Allyn and I have fantasized
about entertaining a voyeur, please be our guest, just sit back, and enjoy.

Charles seemed mesmerized, quiet and thoughtful for what seemed an eternity,
then smiled sweetly, replying, "I am honored Alana, thank you for choosing
me"

My inhibitions and fear disappeared; I turned my attention to Allyn, and
lowered my mouth to his groin, my tongue searching for his knob. Casually, I
ran my tongue around his tip, then traced lines up and down his length,
feeling him twitch as I took him orally.

Allyn sighed, and said to Charles " I hope you enjoy watching Charles; I too
am a voyeur, and I offer you what I hope to witness someday myself"

Without missing a beat, I knelt slightly to the side, allowing our voyeur a
better view of my knicker-less bottom, and continued my oral treat. Allyn
was by now well and truly erect; I wanted him inside me, so crawling backwards,
I pulled at his trousers to remove them, encouraging him to slip onto the
floor.

He lay flat on his back, legs slightly apart, his penis pointing proudly to
the ceiling. Slowly, I bent forward to take him in my mouth again, arching
my back as I did, knowing my lightly covered bottom would be provocatively
positioned for Charles to savor with his eyes.

Allyn rested his hands on my head, directing my ministrations on his
pulsating penis, moaning in ecstasy as I sucked and licked. I felt him gently 
tug at my hair, inviting me to slither up his body. Slowly, I drifted forward, 
running my tongue from his groin to his lips, kissing him passionately and he
stroked my back. M knees were astride his hips, and as I sat upright could feel 
his hardness beneath me.

I felt him pulling the front of my dress higher until it allowed my moist
pussy to feel his flesh; squashing his erection to his stomach, my pussy
kissing and stroking his length.

Leaning forward again, my bottom raised enough to allow his tip to feel for
my entrance. I patiently slipped my folds aver his knob, then tighten my
muscles, holding him firmly.

His hands roamed my bottom in a circular movement, each upward stroke
lifting my dress a tad more, till it left my bottom bare; then with a hand on 
either side, gently pulled my cheeks apart giving Charles a perfect view of my 
most private parts, moist and puffy, with Allyn's knob just inside the entrance.
I started my movements again; inch-by-inch Allyn guided himself into me till I
was filled completely. Kissing passionately, we made love, our pleasure
heightened with the knowledge that our voyeur was watching every move.

I became curious as to how Charles was coping, slowed my gyrations, then
stood up, removing my dress in the process. Turning to face Charles, I was now
totally naked, apart from my stockings and suspender. Leaving Allyn lying on
the floor, I stepped towards Charles and stood in front of him, wanting to
let him have a close look at my body. I lent over him to kiss him on the cheek,
asking if he was enjoying us. He said nothing, just nodded his head, eyes
not straying from my hairless and very moist pussy.

Stepping backwards till I was once again above Allyn, I lowered myself onto
his length again, watching Charles as he watched me mount. I began my
gyrations again, this time more franticly, knowing my excitement would soon
bring my first orgasm. As my pace quickened I leant backwards till my hands
touched the floor, arching my back and spreading my knees wider in the
process. At the same time, Allyn's hands reached for my pussy, stroking the
lips till he found the folds protecting my clit; with thumb and a finger, he
release my sensitive button, squeezing it softly.

What a vulnerable position; Charles, a total stranger, had a clear,
unobstructed view of everything; and as I glanced again his way, seeing the
mesmerized look in his eyes as they burned into my parts, my body started
trembling, the throws of pleasure rippling through my entire body.

I collapsed forward, suddenly embarrassed as my quivering subsided, wanting
to hide my pussy which still filled by Allyn's penis. Before too long I
regained my composure, and holding eye contact with Charles, stood and walked 
towards his armchair, once again standing before him. This time, he held eye 
contact with me, possibly he was feeling slightly embarrassed as well. I lifted 
my left leg until my foot rested on the arm of his seat allowing him to see my
moistness; I inserted a finger, covering it with my wetness and touched his
lips, allowing him to smell; to taste, the fruits of sex.

I reached for his hand, lifting it along my leg till it touched my pussy
lips. With my other hand, I turned his palm upwards, encouraging him to feel me;
he seemed a little reluctant, so I tugged his fingers, forcing them inside me.
I felt his hand relax, his fingers roaming, his thumb resting on my clit.

I turned my head to Allyn, and beckoned him to join me; he moved behind me,
and rested his penis under my folds, grasping my cheeks in preparation for
another entry. My inhibitions had completely abandoned me; I gently pushed
Charles back in his seat, and relaxed into Allyn, waiting in anticipation.
With my foot still resting on the arm of the chair, my pussy moist and wide
open, I allowed him enter me, only a foot or so from Charles face.

His thrusting rapidly became urgent, thrusting in and out; I could hear it
squelching in my juices; then suddenly, he pushed forcibly all the way in; I
felt his cum streaming into my hungry pussy.

Charles was stunned, I doubt many gents, young or old, would be lucky enough
to witness such an explicit sex act, and just sat back, breathing quickly,
almost gasping for air. We stayed locked in position, waiting for Allyn's
pulsations to finish. As his penis shrunk, I could feel our mingled juices
begin to creep out of my pussy, inching down my leg.

Allyn was spent, but I was so incredibly turned on I wanted another orgasm.
As we collapsed onto the carpet, I allowed myself to fall flat on my back,
knees raised and apart, my cum filled pleasure palace gaping open. I explored my
inner regions, inserting fingers from one hand deep inside me fingers from
my other searching for my button. With my clit now peeping from it's protective
folds, my moistened fingers slipped from my pussy and beat a frantic rhythm
to bring me to another climax. Allyn was reclining on the floor beside me,
Charles, eyes still fastened on my wet slit, both watching intently every
move I made. Allyn's cum was smother all over my pussy, my inner thighs.

Then, I felt it arrive, increasing in intensity till I could take no more,
my body convulsing as the wave washed over me; I lay there limply, my fingers
brushing my lips, my clit as the pleasure subsided. I smiled sweetly at
Charles, blew him a kiss; he smiled in return and nodded his head, thanks
written all over his face.

Totally satisfied, I closed my eyes, and drifted, my mind flashing through
the night's proceedings.

Allyn woke me with a kiss, "Charles has left, he said he will never forget
this night, I gather he is eternally grateful."
"Actually" Allyn continued, "that is precisely what I dream about witnessing
myself"

I just smiled knowingly, "maybe one day you'll get lucky"