This is my first submission to literotica, I wrote it for someone in particular, then it was suggested that I should post it for everyone to read.
Comments are especially welcome!
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I looked over at the clock, just gone half past 10 in the evening, I couldn't believe it - I'd only planned to sleep for a couple of hours, but I'd been out for almost 14. I couldn't believe how rude I was being, sleeping so much on my first day to visit.
Putting some trousers and a shirt on, I then made my way out of the guest bedroom and down the hallway toward the lounge - I could see the flicker of the television but couldn't hear it, so thought perhaps you were sleeping.
Opening the door slightly, and looking inside, I saw you lying on the couch and took a sharp intake of breath. Quietly I retreated back into the dark corridor and pulled the door back to how it was, just open a crack.
Looking through the crack in the door again, I watched you lying there, with one foot draped over the seat, the other leg bent a little, and your hand running over your breasts. I could almost reach out and touch your foot, you were so close.
On the TV a man was stroking his penis through his trousers, watching a brunette pole dancing on the stage in front of him, and I realized why the volume was so low.
Turning my attention back to the couch, I watched as you pinched your nipple through your t-shirt and then ran your hands over your breasts, gently massaging them.
Your hand moved down to the bottom of your t-shirt, then back up to your breasts, pulling the t-shirt up with it. Leaning forward, you removed your t-shirt completely, and I gasped at the sight that emerged. Two beautiful globes were freed from their confines, bouncing slightly as you lay back on the couch and put the t-shirt next to you.
Moving your hands back up to your breasts, I watched as you ran one finger around each nipple, then pinched them and gently pulled them out a little.
Glancing over to the television, I saw the brunette also had taken her top off and was laying on the floor in front of the pole, rubbing her breasts just like you were. The brunette licked her fingers and then ran them around her nipple again, as I watched you do the same. I began to stroke myself through my trousers, and couldn't believe my eyes as you lifted your breast to your mouth and circled your nipple with your tongue.
I rubbed my penis a little harder as I watched you suck the nipple into your mouth, then let your breast pull away, stretching your nipple before it popped out. I could see it was hard now, it must have been sticking out over half an inch from your breast. Then you did the same with the breast, lifting it up to your mouth and sucking your nipple to make it harder.
The brunette was now kneeling in front of the man, stroking him through his trousers, then un-doing the buckle on his belt and gently opening his trousers before reaching inside and continuing to rub him through his boxer shorts.
I watched as you pinched your nipples again, and rolled them up and down between your fingers, then massaged your breasts with your hands, all the time with your focus on the television. slowly you moved one hand toward the bottom of your breast, sliding it down your stomach and over your shorts, running your hand slowly down between your legs.
Looking over at the TV again, the brunette was sucking on the mans balls, then running her tongue up and down his shaft, and around the tip of his cock. She looked up at him and licked around the head of his cock again before taking the tip into her mouth.
Turning back to the couch, I noticed that your hand had disappeared under your shorts, but I could see them moving up and down as you rubbed yourself gently.
You were still rubbing one of your breasts, but you then moved the hand from your shorts back up to your other nipple, and pinched them both, running them between your fingers and pulling them out and then gently letting them relax.
I watched as your other hand moved south and slid its way under your shorts to rub yourself again. The brunette was now bobbing her head on the TV, sliding the mans cock in and out of her mouth, and fondling his balls as she did so.
I looked back at you just in time to watch you as you lifted your hips and slid your shorts down your legs and onto the floor with your t-shirt.
Moving your hand back down between your legs, I could then watch your fingers moving over your exposed lips, sliding down your lips then pulling them upwards again.
I quietly un-zipped my trousers and pulled my cock out so I could stroke more freely as I watched you play with yourself, oblivious to the voyeur just feet away from you.
The man on the TV was now sucking on the brunettes nipples, with her laying on the stage, her legs dangling down the side. He moved down her body, kissing her as he went, until his mouth was just inches from her pussy. Spreading her legs, he licked up and down her G-string, pulling it to one side with his fingers, then running his tongue up and down her lips again.