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Dash collars my neck from the front so I can’t look away and I know he can feel every intake of breath through my parted lips. His thick and pulsing shaft, adding to the erotic thrill.
The sexy, bearded man reveals his woman’s naked body by pulling down her dress the rest of the way. He’s fully clothed in a dark gray suit, straining to contain his bulging muscles as he wrenches her hands behind her back, and pushing out her chest for every person to see.
I would’ve been jealous if I didn’t know that Dash’s hardness was because of my reaction to all the sex happening in every corner, and not because of the naked bodies of strange women getting fucked.
A little bit of my nerves vanish as seconds tick by and it hits me that the couple I’m watching is getting off on our close and vivid attention. A wave of desire rushes down my spine as I stare at his free hand, which is inching from her breast to her pussy, spreading her folds. He traces her center with his middle finger and my breathing turns shallow.
When I look up, she licks her lips, watching me raptly, and I know she’s getting off on both the stimulation of her partner’s fingers and displaying her naked body. To the crowd.To me.
“Dash,” I murmur, pushing my hips against his until he groans. Feeling emboldened and desperate by the scent of arousal and the screams of pleasure, I grind my hips against his.
“Are you wet, kitten? I bet you are,” he grunts, his fingers squeezing my throat. “I knew you’d love it here. Do you like the show they’re putting on for you, filthy little girl?”
I stifle the whimper climbing up my throat, unable to describe the feeling and put it into words. Not that I need to, when he can feel my shallow breaths, the tremors racing up my spine, and my fingers clutching his arms so I don’t fall.
I blink, focusing on the couple once more. The man whispers something in her ear while she stares into my eyes and I still as she boldly cups her breasts, pulling and pinching her nipples. My own harden into painful nubs, seeking friction, and I shift restlessly when the man pushes two fingers in her pussy to the hilt in one savage thrust, making her cry out.
“Touch me,” I plead, shocking myself.
“No,” Dash denies.
Meanwhile, the man drives his fingers inside her with a ruthless speed and I feel my own walls clench on thin air, needing to be filled by Dash’s fingers urgently. The rougher he gets with her, the higher my lust climbs.
My mind screams for the man to just fuck her and I don’t recognize my inner voice.
Why am I loving it so much?I never knew I had a voyeur kink and it’s better than any fantasy I could have had, obliterating all the others.
“Please, Dash.”
“Bad girl,” he tsks, grabbing my hand that I didn’t realize I was inching between my thighs. “No touching, kitten.”
I’m so embarrassingly wet that I could feel my arousal trickling down my thighs.
Circling my waist and holding my wandering fingers hostage, I shudder, feeling his lips suck on my pounding pulse, swirling his tongue teasingly. He tortures me by not caressing where I need him the most and just then, the man pinches his girl’s clit with his fingers still inside until she shudders her release.
Our connection breaks as she jerks in his hold, head thrown back, and I feel every tremor as though it’s my own. Her blonde hair cascades down her back and while she’s in the throes of her orgasm, he picks her up and lays her over the couch before bending forward aggressively to eat her pussy with fervor.
Memories of Dash’s mouth on my pussy invade my mind.
I’m unable to take any more. My clit throbs and the familiar ache builds in my core, just out of my reach. My gaze shifts to another couple—a woman riding a man with abandon, as he spanks her ass on each thrust.
My dirty mind imagines riding Dash’s cock, making him spill inside me.
He must have the same thought because his hand lets mine go to cup my left breast and squeeze, rubbing my nipple with his palm.
I’m turned on like crazy but so is he. Hard. Long.Thick.
The couple I’m watching becomes a trio as another guy joins them, bending the girl and shoving himself inside her without warning. My eyes feel heavy lidded as the threesome gets rougher and harder in front of me.
“It won’t ever be you,” Dash growls, tilting my face toward his. “No one but me is allowed to touch you.”
I pull him down by cupping the back of his neck and lick the seam of his lips before whispering against them, “Yes. Only you, Dash.”
He affirms my words by pushing his tongue inside my mouth and kissing me deeply. My toes curl at the violent aggression in each swipe and suck of his lips. The world disappears until all I feel is him. His strength, his scent, and his possessive touch, anchoring me to him.
I seek his mouth when he draws back with a dark smirk.
He’s intentionally tormenting me, believing he has all the power just because he told me not to touch myself. However, he isn’t the only one who knows how to bend the rules to their favor.
