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I had been with Karen a few years now and it had been great. She was attractive, had a great body and was like a rabbit in bed. She fulfilled my every need sexually. She was always willing to try anything to please me. Karen was adventurous and liked to live on the edge.
Something had changed recently though. The days where we had sex all the time and anywhere were replaced with occasionally and only in the bedroom.
Paul was a mutual friend of ours from work. He was tall, and slim with a good physique. He had became closer to us after splitting with his long time girlfriend.
He would often come over to our house to see us both, but lately he had started to come see Karen when I was at work. I began to wonder what was going on, but thought it was just me being too sensitive.
Karen was the kind of girl who knew how to get attention. She always dressed sexily whether it was low cut tight tops, little skirts or tight trousers. Karen certainly knew she had a good body and how to use it.
Karen was short, just over five foot tall with long brown hair. She had average sized breasts and a flat stomach. From the waist down she was perfectly formed, with shapely slim legs and a perfect bum. She knew men were drawn to her and I knew she played on that.
Karen was at home when I gave her a ring one lunchtime. She told me Paul had phoned and asked if he could pop around late afternoon. I thought this was interesting, as a couple of days ago, we had spoke and he knew I was working until six that day.
I decided to take a half day holiday at work, making some lame excuse for the short notice, and drove home at a rapid pace. I parked away away from the house and waited for Paul to arrive. After only half an hour Paul's car pulled up outside and he went to our door where Karen quickly answered.
Once he was inside, I began to walk home wondering what to do, and how I was going to play this out.
We had a side gate that led to the back garden where our bedroom window looked out to.
I made my way quietly to the window and crept down to listen in.
Our garden was secluded to the neighbours, so there was no chance of them wondering what I was doing, and there was never any need to pull the curtains. The bed was at the opposite end to the window and the head against the far wall. Luckily it was a dark miserable day outside which would help hide me as I peaked in.
Paul was lying on the bed, his face looking towards the ceiling, and Karen was sitting on the end of the bed facing him. Karen's back was to the window. 'Perfect,' I thought, both of them won't see me as I looked on.
Ours was quite a small bedroom and I could see quite clearly she had dressed for the occasion as always. This was typical of her. For instance she was wearing her hipster trousers, which meant her lower stomach was on show, and often her sexy underwear would slip out. Usually this happened on purpose, as she was well aware. She had her favourite tight white vest top on, again clinging to her flat stomach and showing off her ample chest.
Karen moved slightly to the side and I could see she wasn't wearing a bra as her nipples were hard. It was quite clear to see them and pretty much the outline shape of her tits.
I heard Paul say he was aching from football training yesterday. Karen suggested he get a massage. He laughed. "If your offering, that would be great," he said. It was all banter, but I knew the flirting was serious.
Karen continued the flirting. "Okay, but that means you will have to take your jeans off," she said.
Paul stated "It's okay, I got underwear on."
I couldn't believe I was watching this, but at the same time I was excited by it. On one hand, I should be bursting in asking what were they up to. On the other hand, I was turned on already.
Paul undid his buttons and slipped his jeans off. Karen said she would get some baby oil and told him to roll onto his stomach. She returned with the oil, and because of how they were positioned they would never see me. So, I watched on.
Karen moved him into position. "Because we're using oil, I'm going to take my trousers off so I don't get oil on them. Promise you won't look as I only have a thong on," Karen said.
The ultimate tease. That was her all over, she loved to flaunt it. Karen could have just said she was taking them off, but, no, she had to describe what she was wearing to him. I watched her strip her trousers off and she was wearing her smallest black thong.
She started at the bottom of his calves, working her hands all over his legs moving up to the back of his thighs. I could hear him start to groan. "Take your top off, I might as well do your back," Karen told him.
Karen's stomach was now by Paul's head that was buried in the face down into the pillow. If she looked up she would see me, but I didn't move. Karen was too concentrated on what she was doing it seemed.
Suddenly, Paul's arms moved and he was rubbing the backs of her bare legs. I could see them getting higher up her thighs, and she wasn't stopping him. It was then I knew he was feeling her pert arse.
Karen moved back to the bottom of the bed and told Paul to roll onto his back. I could see through his tight boxers he was semi-hard and I know she noticed too.
Again, Karen started at the bottom of his legs and worked her way up. Standing at the side of the bed, Karen was right up to the bottom of his underwear, and then her hand worked its way inside. I could see she was almost touching him, but not quite.
Again, she was teasing him. Feeling all around his cock and balls, sometimes gently brushing him, accidentally on purpose of course. Paul's left hand was again feeling her bare bum.
"Are you relaxed," she asked and got back a nod of appreciation. Karen took hold of his boxer short waistband and pulled his boxers back. His cock flipped out hard as steel, not that thick but very long.
"Oops, sorry," she stated, but Paul hadn't flinched as if he knew it was going to happen. "Mmm," she groaned to herself.
She climbed onto the bed by his legs, her arse up in the air right in my view, and I could see her pussy poking out the tiny string. I could just make out she was still teasing him, but still not yet touching his pole.
"Show me your tits," Paul demanded, and without hesitation she stood up and pulled her top over her head. With no bra, her tits were quickly on view, her nipples standing fully to attention.
Karen dragged him to the side of the bed and let Paul's hands run all over her firm tits. His right hand was dropping down her body and he went to slide his hand between her legs. Just as he was about to feel her, she stated, "Nope, not yet."
Finally she took hold of his long straight length. Slowly starting to pull up and down on his stiff cock. Only seconds later, I could see he was wet. Karen bent down and flicked her tongue over his glistening tip.
"Yummy," she said with a sexy smile.
She began to stroke him at an even pace. I was so engrossed in what she was doing, I missed that his hand was now between her legs and inside her thong. I couldn't see well enough, but knew his fingers were working her pussy.
I knew well enough this would really get her going, and sure enough she bent down and swirled her tongue over his wet head. Now I could hear her start to moan as Paul's fingers were working her snatch. Karen took the tip of his dick into her mouth, working her way down his length as far as it would go. I realised I was hard as rock too, watching my girl working our friends dick, while his fingers were working deep into her.
She was really working his cock now, her hand moving up and down. Occasionally she would take him out of her mouth, and lick up and down every inch of his pulsing rod. Every second I'm sure, he was closer to cumming. Karen took him out of her mouth, but continued to rub him.
"What do you want?" she asked?
"I want to fuck you," he replied.
"Really you want to put your big dick in my warm wet bald pussy do you?" Karen said.
Now she was in real tease mood. She had done this sort of thing to me before.
"You want to fuck me like a dirty little slut? Bend me over? Or have me ride you, as you watch your cock fill my cunt?"
All the while ,she was still stroking him but faster now. Sometimes rubbing her fingers over his glistening tip.
"Maybe I want you to cum in my mouth," Karen teased.
Karen sank him deep into her throat while working him still with her hand. Suddenly she stopped. "Maybe I want to taste you and drink your sweet cream."
Again she started to work him with her mouth. This time I knew she wouldn't stop, working him slow and deep into her throat.
Ten seconds passed and as she sped up a little as Paul tensed. I knew he was now emptying his full load into her mouth. Karen was still bobbing away and I could see her throat contracting as she greedily swallowed all he had to give.
When she finished, he just lay there and she sat next to him. She was looking at him, licking her lips.
"Enjoy?" she asked.
"Oh hell yeah," he replied.
"Well hope you got stamina boy because I'm not finished yet."
Neither is the story. More to follow.
Something had changed recently though. The days where we had sex all the time and anywhere were replaced with occasionally and only in the bedroom.
Paul was a mutual friend of ours from work. He was tall, and slim with a good physique. He had became closer to us after splitting with his long time girlfriend.
He would often come over to our house to see us both, but lately he had started to come see Karen when I was at work. I began to wonder what was going on, but thought it was just me being too sensitive.
Karen was the kind of girl who knew how to get attention. She always dressed sexily whether it was low cut tight tops, little skirts or tight trousers. Karen certainly knew she had a good body and how to use it.
Karen was short, just over five foot tall with long brown hair. She had average sized breasts and a flat stomach. From the waist down she was perfectly formed, with shapely slim legs and a perfect bum. She knew men were drawn to her and I knew she played on that.
Karen was at home when I gave her a ring one lunchtime. She told me Paul had phoned and asked if he could pop around late afternoon. I thought this was interesting, as a couple of days ago, we had spoke and he knew I was working until six that day.
I decided to take a half day holiday at work, making some lame excuse for the short notice, and drove home at a rapid pace. I parked away away from the house and waited for Paul to arrive. After only half an hour Paul's car pulled up outside and he went to our door where Karen quickly answered.
Once he was inside, I began to walk home wondering what to do, and how I was going to play this out.
We had a side gate that led to the back garden where our bedroom window looked out to.
I made my way quietly to the window and crept down to listen in.
Our garden was secluded to the neighbours, so there was no chance of them wondering what I was doing, and there was never any need to pull the curtains. The bed was at the opposite end to the window and the head against the far wall. Luckily it was a dark miserable day outside which would help hide me as I peaked in.
Paul was lying on the bed, his face looking towards the ceiling, and Karen was sitting on the end of the bed facing him. Karen's back was to the window. 'Perfect,' I thought, both of them won't see me as I looked on.
Ours was quite a small bedroom and I could see quite clearly she had dressed for the occasion as always. This was typical of her. For instance she was wearing her hipster trousers, which meant her lower stomach was on show, and often her sexy underwear would slip out. Usually this happened on purpose, as she was well aware. She had her favourite tight white vest top on, again clinging to her flat stomach and showing off her ample chest.
Karen moved slightly to the side and I could see she wasn't wearing a bra as her nipples were hard. It was quite clear to see them and pretty much the outline shape of her tits.
I heard Paul say he was aching from football training yesterday. Karen suggested he get a massage. He laughed. "If your offering, that would be great," he said. It was all banter, but I knew the flirting was serious.
Karen continued the flirting. "Okay, but that means you will have to take your jeans off," she said.
Paul stated "It's okay, I got underwear on."
I couldn't believe I was watching this, but at the same time I was excited by it. On one hand, I should be bursting in asking what were they up to. On the other hand, I was turned on already.
Paul undid his buttons and slipped his jeans off. Karen said she would get some baby oil and told him to roll onto his stomach. She returned with the oil, and because of how they were positioned they would never see me. So, I watched on.
Karen moved him into position. "Because we're using oil, I'm going to take my trousers off so I don't get oil on them. Promise you won't look as I only have a thong on," Karen said.
The ultimate tease. That was her all over, she loved to flaunt it. Karen could have just said she was taking them off, but, no, she had to describe what she was wearing to him. I watched her strip her trousers off and she was wearing her smallest black thong.
She started at the bottom of his calves, working her hands all over his legs moving up to the back of his thighs. I could hear him start to groan. "Take your top off, I might as well do your back," Karen told him.
Karen's stomach was now by Paul's head that was buried in the face down into the pillow. If she looked up she would see me, but I didn't move. Karen was too concentrated on what she was doing it seemed.
Suddenly, Paul's arms moved and he was rubbing the backs of her bare legs. I could see them getting higher up her thighs, and she wasn't stopping him. It was then I knew he was feeling her pert arse.
Karen moved back to the bottom of the bed and told Paul to roll onto his back. I could see through his tight boxers he was semi-hard and I know she noticed too.
Again, Karen started at the bottom of his legs and worked her way up. Standing at the side of the bed, Karen was right up to the bottom of his underwear, and then her hand worked its way inside. I could see she was almost touching him, but not quite.
Again, she was teasing him. Feeling all around his cock and balls, sometimes gently brushing him, accidentally on purpose of course. Paul's left hand was again feeling her bare bum.
"Are you relaxed," she asked and got back a nod of appreciation. Karen took hold of his boxer short waistband and pulled his boxers back. His cock flipped out hard as steel, not that thick but very long.
"Oops, sorry," she stated, but Paul hadn't flinched as if he knew it was going to happen. "Mmm," she groaned to herself.
She climbed onto the bed by his legs, her arse up in the air right in my view, and I could see her pussy poking out the tiny string. I could just make out she was still teasing him, but still not yet touching his pole.
"Show me your tits," Paul demanded, and without hesitation she stood up and pulled her top over her head. With no bra, her tits were quickly on view, her nipples standing fully to attention.
Karen dragged him to the side of the bed and let Paul's hands run all over her firm tits. His right hand was dropping down her body and he went to slide his hand between her legs. Just as he was about to feel her, she stated, "Nope, not yet."
Finally she took hold of his long straight length. Slowly starting to pull up and down on his stiff cock. Only seconds later, I could see he was wet. Karen bent down and flicked her tongue over his glistening tip.
"Yummy," she said with a sexy smile.
She began to stroke him at an even pace. I was so engrossed in what she was doing, I missed that his hand was now between her legs and inside her thong. I couldn't see well enough, but knew his fingers were working her pussy.
I knew well enough this would really get her going, and sure enough she bent down and swirled her tongue over his wet head. Now I could hear her start to moan as Paul's fingers were working her snatch. Karen took the tip of his dick into her mouth, working her way down his length as far as it would go. I realised I was hard as rock too, watching my girl working our friends dick, while his fingers were working deep into her.
She was really working his cock now, her hand moving up and down. Occasionally she would take him out of her mouth, and lick up and down every inch of his pulsing rod. Every second I'm sure, he was closer to cumming. Karen took him out of her mouth, but continued to rub him.
"What do you want?" she asked?
"I want to fuck you," he replied.
"Really you want to put your big dick in my warm wet bald pussy do you?" Karen said.
Now she was in real tease mood. She had done this sort of thing to me before.
"You want to fuck me like a dirty little slut? Bend me over? Or have me ride you, as you watch your cock fill my cunt?"
All the while ,she was still stroking him but faster now. Sometimes rubbing her fingers over his glistening tip.
"Maybe I want you to cum in my mouth," Karen teased.
Karen sank him deep into her throat while working him still with her hand. Suddenly she stopped. "Maybe I want to taste you and drink your sweet cream."
Again she started to work him with her mouth. This time I knew she wouldn't stop, working him slow and deep into her throat.
Ten seconds passed and as she sped up a little as Paul tensed. I knew he was now emptying his full load into her mouth. Karen was still bobbing away and I could see her throat contracting as she greedily swallowed all he had to give.
When she finished, he just lay there and she sat next to him. She was looking at him, licking her lips.
"Enjoy?" she asked.
"Oh hell yeah," he replied.
"Well hope you got stamina boy because I'm not finished yet."
Neither is the story. More to follow.
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