Message-ID: <677eli$9705021513@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Archived-At: Path: qz!news.accessus.net!not-for-mail X-Path-Preload: news.accessus.net preloaded to thwart rogue canceller there Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d Organization: The Committee To Thwart Spam Approved: X-Moderator-Contact: Eli the Bearded X-Story-Submission: From: gregarious@poboxes.com Subject: Celestial repost (#17 April) Watching You Watching Me This posting is a story that contains ficticious depictions of consentual sex between mature adults. As such it is not to be read by immature adults or those under the age of 18. . Story may only be reproduced unedited and with full accreditation. Watching You Watching Me (c) copyright 1997 gregarious The image one usually has of New England in winter is soft and beautiful white snow falling around mountain cabins in Vermont. Warm, cosy, open wood beam cabins with stone fireplaces. That's what I thought New England was going to be like when I moved from the Texas Gulf Coast to Boston to be with my lover last autumn. He took me to New Hampshire to see the leaves in October and we made love on a four poster bed in an old inn. Having hardly ever seen snow, I couldn't wait for the winter. Now I couldn't wait for it to end. Boston in February. There's snow alright. It's grey and hard. On the milder days, the concoction of grey snow/ice becomes a lumpy porridge of slush. A simple walk down Mass Ave. results in buses sending up waves of the gunk, more often than not, on top of me. I had sniffles that wouldn't subside. The sun, when it did show up, was gone by late afternoon. I needed heat, I needed ocean, I needed to wear less clothing, I needed to be anywhere else with the man I loved, other than Boston. I was in near tears the day my lover came back early from the college. He knew how completely sad I was in the midst of this dreariness and tried to cheer me with a small bouquet of flowers. It was a nice gesture and I smiled at him and kissed him for such thoughtfulness, but it wasn't enough. I broke down and cried. He held me in his arms. "You didn't read the card." I opened the envelope. "Airline tickets! Where's Costa Rica?" I asked him. He didn't know either. "I think its somewhere in Central America. I saw a notice on the bulletin board in my department. This guy couldn't go and couldn't get rid of them; they hardly cost anything and it's an all inclusive hotel. There's only one catch; the flight's in two hours!" I screamed in partial panic and total delight, and we scrambled madly. I had to excavate the small closet for my summer wear. We packed in fifteen minutes and were out on the street hailing a cab to the airport. In the taxi, my lover unzipped my suitcase and pulled out one of my cotton sun dresses. "You should change into this at the airport. It'll be really hot when we get there." It felt so nice to put on summer clothes again, I decided the dress would be all I needed to wear. How long would it take my lover to notice? The charter flight included champagne and my lover and I took full advantage. He got a little playful as we snuggled together in our seats and he ran his hand up my leg ... a little bit more and ... just a little bit more... surprise! He smiled at me and rearranged my dress so no-one else could see, but his hand stayed on my pussy. I got so wet as he played with my clit. He knew exactly how I liked it. I'd given him lots of practise. I was very close to coming when I noticed a woman watching me from across the aisle. When she realized that I saw her, she turned away to talk with her companion. Something strange hit me and at that moment. I didn't care who saw. I'd never see them again. What did it matter? They were the ones who should be embarrassed. My lover's fingers brought me to a wave of little orgasms as I cherished his loving hand. I kissed him lightly and looked up to see the woman across the aisle and her man now both smiling at me. I wasn't embarrassed at all. I was glad they were watching me and I stroked my lover's cock through his jeans. He told me to be careful in case someone might see. I didn't tell him someone was. It was one of the most exciting things I'd ever done. I felt like a new power had washed over me when we landed and my lungs took in their first breath of the humid salt sea air. A shuttle bus took us to the hotel and no sooner had we entered our room, than I jumped my lover. I practically raped him. I don't know what came over me. I didn't make love with him; I fucked him like he'd never been fucked before. I imagined the couple on the plane watching us and smiling, and I fucked him harder. I rode his cock like I was on a stallion. My lover came, spurting his cum all up inside me. And I kept riding him till it gushed all back out again with his softening cock. I wasn't anywhere near finished and I jumped around to stick my cunt in his face, cum and all. We were sharing this one. His cock was soaked with his sperm and my juices and so was my cunt as we 69'd each other wildly. His cock got all hard again and I came torrentially. I could see the smiling couple in my mind, applauding us. After a long silence, while we held each other and caught our breath, my lover finally uttered, "Wow, you've never done anything like that before. What happened? Is it the tropical air or what?" Maybe it was a little, but I didn't have the heart to tell him it was the excitement of imagining being watched by the mystery couple from the plane. Our room was on the third floor of a building amongst a few others at the resort. There was a huge pool on the grounds and a massive beach. It was so tropical with palm trees and flowers everywhere. The scent of the air was incredible. My lover and I had overdosed on sex all night and I let him sleep in. I took a shower and went out on our balcony to drink in all the beauty and to brush my hair dry in the morning sun. I stood quietly at the railing and looked out over the ocean. There were wonderful tingles in my pussy as I thought about our night of lust. I heard a sliding door from the balcony below and looked down. It was the couple from the plane! They didn't see me and I bent over to get a better look. They were naked from the waist down as they stood beside each other looking out at the resort's grounds. The man was caressing the woman's ass and as he leaned back a little, she took a hold of his beautiful cock and stroked it in a slow, steady milking motion. It got bigger and bigger and I was mesmerized watching the slow seduction. My hand slipped under the towel wrapped around me and I found my pussy had also responded to the display below me. They turned, and I instinctively pulled back so they wouldn't see me. I heard motion from below and slowly peered back over the railing. It seemed that the man had moved over to a lounge chair to lie down on his back. I leaned further, but the angle of the balcony blocked my view of his upper half. It didn't matter, the lower half was where the action was. His cock stood proudly up, pointing directly at me. I couldn't see the woman at all, but then her hands emerged from my blindspot and surrounded his cock. She must have been straddling his face and reached behind her. My fingers found deep wetness in my pussy as I imagined the man's tongue poking up into her. Even though I couldn't see it, I'm sure she was in ecstasy ... I knew that I was. The woman's hands disappeared again and then returned, this time facing the other way. She'd obviously turned around. The back of the woman's head came into view, descending upon her man's cock, now blocking my view of it. I didn't need to extend my imagination to realize what was going on. Her head bobbed up and down in his lap and her shoulders were rotating slowly. I couldn't see her cunt or his head, but I just knew they were mingling. My finger became the man's tongue and my clit became hers. Their movement was getting wilder and I was sure that the man was going to come. The woman's head dropped to one side and lay on his stomach as her hand clutched his cock and kept pumping. Now I could see his beautiful cock again. Within seconds, I could see him come. His white cream flew from the hole in the top of his cock. Oh I wished it could shoot all the way up to me. It landed around his stomach and a little bit on the woman's face. She moved her mouth back to clean his cock and I fell back on the lounge chair on our balcony. My towel unravelled and fell beside me and I lay back naked to finish my pleasure too. I walked unashamedly nude back into our room, my lover was still asleep with his cock up in it's morning erection position. Without even thinking, I went straight for it and started to suck him, imagining it was the cock from the balcony below. He began to wake and notice what was happening. My lover tenderly put his hands on my head and just groaned. I'd never sucked him so adamantly. I wanted him to shoot his cum up into the air, just like my voyeur man below. When I knew my lover was about to come, I slid my mouth off and lay my head on his pelvis and kept pumping with my hand. His cum spurted and a strand flew right onto my breast. I loved the warmth it gave when it landed. My hand too was coated with his cream. 'Good morning honey,' was all I could say to my lover as he lay in a very contented mood, stroking my hair. "You're a changed woman," my lover told me. "I still don't know what's happening with you, but I'm glad whatever it is." "Oh sweetheart, being here with you is the most exhilarating thing that's ever happened to me. I can't believe we've got two weeks of this ahead for us. Thank you for your spontaneity in bringing me here. I love you more than anything." He couldn't get a word in edgewise as I smothered his mouth with kisses. We spent the first full day walking along the beach, jumping in the ocean and enjoying the facilities at the resort. We made love in a hidden area down the beach. I longed for my mystery couple to watch me. I even scanned around hoping they were there. I didn't see them, but imagined it all the same. The next morning I repeated my balcony surveillance plan and was delighted at my find. The man sat on the end of the lounge chair and the woman sat on his cock, holding herself in place with her hands on the railing. She lifted herself and dropped herself onto the man's cock. I could see all the action from my vantage point above. I knew before the morning was through, my lover's cock would be doing the same thing to me. I was only wearing a tee-shirt and caressed my pussy while I watched the two beautiful people making love a few feet below me. They were lost in their ecstasy and unaware of mine. The three of us all came together. The resort organized a day trip to the mountain where you can see both the Pacific and Atlantic from the one observation point. My mystery pair got on the bus too and smiled at me as they walked by to sit behind us. I wondered about introducing ourselves, but I thought if I did, my fantasy would end. I nibbled on my lover's ear and glanced back to see they were watching. I smiled back at them. We connected without words. As we all walked around the mountain park, I continually felt the couple's eyes keeping track of me. I was getting progressively aroused and had an overwhelming urge for them to watch me fuck my lover. My lover and I walked along a trail just down from the lookout point. I looked for my voyeurs. Where did they go? I wanted them to follow us. My passion overcame me again and as my lover and I found ourselves alone. I fell to my knees and pulled his shorts down to his ankles and sucked him to rapid hardness. I stood up and inserted his cock under the loose leg openings in my shorts. It was hard to fuck him like this, but his cock against my clit felt phenomenal. My imagination placed the couple twenty feet away watching us. Just thinking that they could be there, brought me to orgasm. When we got back on the bus, the couple smiled at me again and the man winked. They must have seen us. I wished I could ask them, but was afraid to break the spell. Checking the balcony the next morning, saw my couple heavily engaged in mutual oral sex. I decided this time, I was going to share the scene with my lover and I went to wake him. I put my index finger over my lips to let him know to be silent and I took his hand and led him naked to the balcony. I made a pointing-downward gesture over the balcony and my lover joined me in the erotic vision below. As we watched, my lover ran his hands all over my pussy and ass. He stood behind me and rubbed his rock hard cock down the crack of my butt, to between my legs. It felt so magnificent, that after a few minutes I had to pull him back inside. We tumbled to the bed and ravaged each other. Our sex was never like this. Every time we made love, it was more intense and satisfying than the time before. We saw the couple around the resort and always smiled at each other. My lover seemed to be a little nervous, but we never spoke to them. Still, every morning, we sneaked out to watch them and followed their erotic example in our bed. After the first week of our stay, my lover and I went out to spy on our mystery couple. There instead, was a mother and her child playing. I was saddened that my secret couple were only here for one week. My lover and I sat naked on our lounge chair, devoid of our sexual inspiration. I almost felt empty. My dear sweet lover sensed my sorrow and held me as he sat in the lounge chair. I straddled him and wrapped my legs around his waist and kissed him and told him how much I truly loved him. We kept holding and kissing each other and began to sway. His cock hardened and rubbed against my pussy. He felt so good. If only you could see us my sweet voyeurs! Rocking back and forth, his cock started to poke its way into me a little at a time. My vaginal juices started to flow in response as gradually, my lover sank deeper inside. Oh, it felt good and my hips picked up the pace. My lover's hands held me, guiding my rotation onto him. I was buzzing now and I knew an orgasm was coming up from my soul. I just needed a little more penetration. I threw my arms behind me, to change the angle and thrust myself onto my lover's cock for maximum depth. I lunged my head back and wailed as I came. God it felt amazing. I held my position, leaning backwards in our sexual aftermath. My eyes were closed, luxuriating in the cock buried inside my cunt as it still throbbed pleasure sensations with every sway. I exhaled a huge sigh and opened my eyes, my head hung back. As I adjusted my vision to the bright daylight beaming upon us, I saw them, upside down, my mystery couple watching me. They'd moved to the balcony above. I smiled back at them and blew them a kiss. (c) 1997 gregarious and comments and criticisms are most welcome gregarious@poboxes.com -- +--------------' Story submission `-+-' Moderator contact `------------+ | story-submit@qz.little-neck.ny.us | story-admin@qz.little-neck.ny.us | | Archive site +--------------------+------------------+ Newsgroup FAQ | \ .../assm/faq.html> /