Voyeur Erotica Novels & Stories

"Stop getting jealous. Or I will." "What do you have to be jealous over Lorenzo?" I tilt my head, waiting. "The men who are currently trying to stare at your ass through my hands." My lip twitches, "It's a fucking amazing ass." His lips find mine, and I get lost in the kiss, his hand tangled into my hair. He pulls back and smiles. "Come on." He walks down more and opens a door. We walk in, and I stop at the couple having sex. "This room is exhibitionists, those who like the idea of people watching. Also, Voyeursm, those who enjoy watching." He leads me to another room with a bar and music again. There is a stage with three women on it, all in leather lingerie and touching each other.

Adrian and Richard froze, cocks still twitching. The board representative, Dr. Lena Voss (no relation, but her sharp eyes burned with judgment), stood frozen in the doorway, phone held high recording every filthy detail. My naked body glistened with sweat and cum. Thick white loads leaked from my stretched pussy and ass, dripping down my thighs onto the couch. My heavy tits heaved, nipples red and swollen from rough pinching. "Turn off the camera or join the treatment," Richard snarled, still buried half hard in my cunt.

“Although the erotic scenes are beautifully written, the plot is hella boring.” Theo let out a deep chuckle, leaning back on the couch. “Finally, someone that gets it. I mean, it has so much potential to be a blast, right?” “Exactly,” Nico continued to flip through the book. “Sex is cool and all but it’s boring when it happens without any plot. You know what I mean?” Theo scoffed. “You mean like these p**n videos that just get into the whole thing without any prior action.” Nico watched him quietly, the corners of his lips tilted up in a small smile. “You sound like you know your game.”

I haven't fucked them before, though I wished to but how I knew this, was because I had peeped on each and every one of them, whenever they were fucking their whores. I have caught them doing it separately and I have also seen them do jointly with a girl. A worker at our workplace to be precise, they had her bent over the desk while bombarding with sex from left and right. I was so envious of her that I ended up touching myself to the thought of them, that night. I flicked my pussy, harder than I had ever done before in my life, while imagining it was Kendrick with that fat cock of his, pumping into me hard.

You’re stroking yourself before you realize, hard as steel, cursing that her face stays hidden, a mystery that only makes you hungrier. Her videos are pure filth. One’s got her slick with oil, hands sliding over her perky tits, nipples hard as she teases herself, and you’re fighting not to blow right there. Another video pulls you under: Kat18 in an office chair, thighs spreading slow, no panties, her pussy glistening like she’s been wet for hours. Her fingers slip down, circling her clit with soft, needy strokes, and you’re mesmerized, cock throbbing in your hand. Then you see it—the carpet. That fucking diamond pattern from your cubicle, unmistakable, like a dirty little secret laid bare.

We bought a vibrator and then butt plugs and beads. He suggested getting someone, male or female, to join us. I soon put a stop to that idea. One night he got all excited and called me. He had found a bestiality site on the internet. I looked at it and said straight out that it didn’t excite me. Even my wolf finds it disgusting. We had a dog, which was adorable. A German Shepard we called Damian. He hadn’t been fixed as I thought that was cruel. Of course it did cause problems when we took him to the dog park.

“They’re called voyeurs. Just like the man who liked watching another man eat his wife out. I know that much.” The vibration against my G-spot intensified and a sob broke out of my throat. “Please…” I wasn’t sure what I was begging for. Release, maybe. But I wanted more than just a release. I wanted to be used, to be owned and claimed by him. Right here. “Please what, baby?” he whispered, his voice all buttery and smooth as his hand ran up my thigh, brushing against the stockings and the garter. And then between my thighs. The anticipation was killing me. And so were the vibrations. I could already feel my release within reach. And I could just as easily have grabbed it, but for some reason,

I sat on it. You know that feeling when you give a man your vibrator to use on you and he actually knows how to use it well? That’s exactly what happened. Jayden ate me like a hungry lion. He feasted. He ate both holes like an animal, making the wettest, sloppiest sounds while I moaned loud enough to wake the entire floor. My legs shook violently, my head thrown back as waves of pleasure hit me. I didn’t know I could scream that loud. Then he flipped me onto my back, buried his head between my thighs again, and continued even more vigorously.

A voyeur sets up a spy-cam to enjoy his wife using her dildo. NB: This story contains themes of erotic voyeur and exhibitionist and is for ADULT amusement only. It contains material of an adult, explicit, SEXUAL nature. The Cruise just began..... Enjoy. >>>> Hi. My name is Ted and I'm a voyeur.

The skinny girls weren't prepared for this kind of conversation. Next to me, the woman who participated in my homemade and weird porn, still sucked Ramirez. The man was moaning now, and that was a cold water bath on my erection. I was a little disgusted, I can't lie. Every moan of the woman was muffled by the sound of suction and how wet things were. I kept staring at the ceiling of the bunk bed, looking for some crack or anything that would distract me from that situation. "What are your most particular perversions? " asked the woman.