CAUGHT WATCHING

CHAPTER FIVE 

 JOAN'S POV 

Lucena spread my legs widely apart and I whispered, “We should be doing this” but he was so filled with pleasure that he couldn't hear me.

He rubbed his thick cock up and down my slit. Teasing my clit and I bit my lips in pleasure.

He buried his thick cock inside my pussy and I couldn't hold back. I screamed and moaned out his name.

“Lu..cce…naa… gently.”

The rest of the world fell away the second he pushed my thighs open like that. Cool air hit the heat between my legs and I felt exposed in a way that should have made me shy. And I whispered “ We should be doing this” As if we hadn’t already crossed every line hours ago. I wanted to answer him, to tell him I’d been thinking about this exact moment since he first looked at me like he wanted to ruin me, but the words never made it out. His face was tight with that particular kind of hunger that doesn’t leave room for conversation.

He dragged the thick head of his cock through my wetness, slow, deliberate, painting himself against my clit until my hips jerked up without my permission. God, he’s doing it on purpose. Every pass made my stomach clench. I bit my lip hard enough to taste copper, trying not to make a sound that would give him the satisfaction of knowing how completely he already owned this. My mind kept circling the same thoughts: how heavy he felt against me, how the stretch was going to hurt in the best way, how I wanted him inside me more than I wanted air.

When he finally pushed in, it was one long, steady slide. No teasing. Just the thick, hard pressure of him filling me completely until I couldn’t tell where I ended and he began. The sound that came out of me was raw and high. His name broke into pieces in my throat.

“Awwwww… gently,” 

I tried to say, but the word stuck. It came out half-plea, half-moan as his cock stretched me open all the way and he didn’t slow down. He started moving inside me not too fast, not too slow, but deep and rough. Every thrust pushed hard against the sensitive places inside. Heat built quickly in my belly. My orgasm started rising fast. I began shouting.

“Harder—give me harder—awwwn, ouchhh, my goddd—”

He gave me what I asked for. His hips slammed forward. The tip of his cock hit the deep wall of my pussy over and over. Sharp pain mixed with strong pleasure until I couldn’t separate them. Tears filled my eyes. I cried out, “Ouchhhhhh—” and came hard, squeezing tight around him, shaking.

Lucena didn’t stop. He kept slamming into me while I was still pulsing.

“Oh fuck, oh fuck—” was all I could say. I had never been fucked this deep or this good before. The angle hit differently. It reached a spot that made my vision blur and my legs tremble. He kept striking that same perfect place. I started sobbing from the pleasure. My second orgasm built fast. My body locked up and I squirted messily around his cock, the wet rush soaking both of us as I screamed his name.

He still didn’t stop. He pounded harder. His thick cock swelled even bigger inside me. A low groan left his throat as he drove in deep and came, shooting hot cum straight into my womb.

I was already tired, my body heavy and shaking, but Lucena was not done. He pulled out, flipped me over, and pinned me face-first against the wall. One strong hand pressed between my shoulders. All I could do was beg.

“Ahhh, please—”

He didn’t listen. He lined up and slid his huge cock back into my wet, cum-filled pussy in one hard thrust.

“Lucena, wait… I can’t—”

The rest of the words never came out. He was already moving hard again, hips slamming into me. The wet sound filled the room. His hand slapped my ass, the sting sharp and hot while he kept thrusting deep. I sobbed and begged at the same time, the pleasure too intense.

“Aaaghh… please… ouchh… ouch… Lu… Lu… Lucena…”

I was already shaking, close to coming again. He noticed. One hand reached around and rubbed my clit in tight, firm circles while his cock kept hitting my G-spot hard and rough. I screamed and sobbed as I came around him once more, my walls fluttering and squeezing.

He kept pounding into my soaked pussy, spanking my ass with every thrust as he chased his own release. The feeling of his cock and his hand pushed me over the edge again. My legs gave out. I shook hard against the wall. Lucena groaned loud and long, burying himself all the way in as we came together. Hot cum spilled out around his cock and dripped down my thighs while we both tried to catch our breath.

We suddenly realized the party was still going on outside. Music and voices floated through the door. We scrambled to pick up our clothes from the floor. Everything was wrinkled and scattered. I pulled my panties back on with shaking hands while Lucena stepped into his pants and buttoned his shirt as fast as he could.

He turned me around gently and helped zip up the back of my dress. His fingers brushed my skin for a second, still warm from what we had just done. We both looked a little messy—my hair was wild, his shirt was not fully tucked—but there was no time to fix anything else.

As we opened the toilet door and stepped out, we froze.

Eliana, my best friend, stood a few steps away in the narrow hallway. Her dress was pushed up around her hips. One hand was between her legs, fingers moving in slow, wet circles against her panties. Her eyes were half-closed, lips parted, and soft little sounds left her mouth. She had been watching us the entire time through the small gap in the door.

I stared, surprised. She looked so lost in her own pleasure that she still hadn’t noticed we were standing right there looking at her. Her cheeks were flushed and her breathing was quick. For a moment neither Lucena nor I moved. We just watched her touch herself, completely caught up in what she had seen.