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Sizzling Taboo

Author: S.Lorieen
last update Last Updated: 2025-03-18 23:35:05

I literally froze, my blood roaring in my ears. I must be hallucinating, or i must have gone crazy to even think i just voice out loud my secret fantasy to the hearing of everyone in the apartment.

My tiny fingers lingering on my pussy as I stopped and listened again. The moan's I'd just heard in my fantasy had actually come from reality.

I listened hard, straining to hear it again. And then, there it was again, and I felt my pulse jump like lightening in my chest, it's not coming from me like I had thought, it's actually coming from--

"Oh God! "

"Yes! fuck me harder, Chase!" I heard a familiar feminine voice.

Oh my fucking God!

It was a voice coming from my stepuncle apartment, obviously, and I whirled to peer out my window. I had a view of their bedroom from the back of our house where my bedroom was. I gasped and felt my body clench up tight with excitement at what I was seeing.

Never in my wildest dream had I imagine getting to see this alone. Not when I first met my uncle and certainly not when I found out they would be staying in the other apartment adjourned to our house with their bedroom window open widely for my viewing pleasure.

My stepuncle's body glistened under the bedroom light with the summer heat as he grunted, his ass muscles bunching and clenching as he pumped his hips rhythmically against his wife, who was bent over the makeup table in front of him.

I gasped and brought my hand quickly to my mouth as I stared out my window. I almost couldn't believe what I seeing few feet away from me! My stepuncle, in all his glory was fucking his wife hard from behind, right there in their bedroom with the window wide open. He's fucking her like an animal. Hard, strong and powerful.

At first, it felt like something in my heart was breaking apart; tearing inside of me as the sick feeling in my gut sank into the pit of my stomach as i watched the man of my fantasies fucking another woman with reckless passion.

They didn't notice someone else is watching their passionate moment. The bedroom window was opened for one thing, because of the summer heat, I don't think they intentionally opened their window while having sex.

I'm not supposed to feel so jealous while watching them, he is fucking his wife, that's what a husband is supposed to do. Hell! That's what couples do.

It feels so wrong to get mad at seeing him fuck someone else. I shouldn't even bother about it, but it made my skin crawl with envy as he pounded her cunt with reckless abandon.

It feels so wrong watching their private moment secretly. I gasp at the way his hand grabbed her neck, pulling her back as he pounded her pussy. I could hear their bodies slapping together as they bask in the euphoria of their sex making.

But, as I watched, I realized I was becoming more and more mesmerized by the whole thing. The more I watched with wide, shocked eyes, the more I couldn’t look away.

His muscles rippled under the bedroom light, and the more I watched, the more completely turned on by the whole thing. They are both totally naked. He is naked, his strong muscle ass clenching as he thrust forward.

I guess part of me wished that it was me bent over that table with stepuncle holding my hips and pounding me full of his cock. But that didn't mean I couldn't be totally turned on and dripping wet just watching it happen right in front of me.

I could see his wife, her chest pressed on the makeup table, her ass raised upward, receiving every hard and long thrusts from him.

And before I knew it, the burning desire from earlier that I’d stopped came rushing back. I moaned as I felt my pussy throb inside my panties as my arousal quickly began to dampen the inside of them while I watched the couple.

I sat on the reading table in my room, peering over at my hunky stepuncle in their bedroom, fucking his wife and letting the sounds of their love-making wash over me as I eagerly pushed down my panties, parted my legs open and slid them wetly over my tight little slit.

I could see his wife's face scrunched up with passion as her gorgeous husband gripped her tightly by the hips and pushed into her again and again. Her breasts were much larger than my small little cups, and they swayed heavily beneath her as my stepuncle hands gripped her ass tightly and fucked her with deep strokes.

I watched the way he slid out of her, the way she rested on the table, her legs parted and wrapped around his waist as he plunged into her pussy again. I watched as he kept pounding her cunt, his cook deep and firmly buried inside her.

I could only see his thick balls. I could hear the sweaty slaps of their skin. I gasped as he turned her around again until she's resting her elbow on the table again as he entered her from behind once more.

His glistening chest rippled under the bedroom light, and I moaned into my hand as the fingers from my other slipped into my tight channel, imaging it was his cock pushing into me from behind.

I was rubbing my clit with my thumb as two of my fingers rhythmically pushed in and out of my wet slit, trying to time my stroking in tune with my uncle thrusting across the room.

I'd been close as I rested my back on the wall, my eyes glued to the scene in front of me. And as I masturbated right there, hiding in my bedroom and watching them making love, I could already feel myself close to coming.

I started to finger my pussy harder and harder as my uncle pace picked up as well. I could see his jaw gritting tightly and the heavy concentration in his eyes as he rocked his hips back and forth.

"Oh fuck! yes baby!" i heard her cry out. " Come inside me! Fuck my pussy!"

Like a rocket, that did it - for both of us, apparently. I bit my hand hard as my own orgasm began to clench and ripple through me, but I forced myself to keep my eyes open and watch as my uncle's face did the same.

He let out a heavy grunt, and with a final, powerful thrust, he slammed forward into his wife. He groaned, and I knew he was coming right along with me! My own body clenched and convulsed, my tight pussy seizing up around my fingers as I bit my hand hard trying not to scream as I came.

As I came down, I suddenly gasped again as my stepuncle slipped wetly out of his wife, and his thick, throbbing, glistening cock bobbed into view. Still hard, long, and veiny. I could see the cum dripping down his cock. I could see the little throbbings of his magnificent cock.

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