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 The Convenient Voyeur

   by Uncle Pester

   Pursuant to the Berne Convention, this work is copyrighted 2011 with all
rights expressly reserved by its author unless explicitly granted.
Keywords: (M/M/F, Voy, oral, cons, bi M/M)
Notes: (Two buddies learn that a wife can come between them If you don't
enjoy bi M sex, don't read!)
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   Ben is a good friend.  He listens intently to my plights when they
arise. He gives me shit when I deserve it, and also puts me in my place
should I need it.  However, I would never think the following would happen.

   I was over at his place with him and his wife, Katy.  Katy is a pretty
looking gal.  Long, slender legs that rise up to a pear-shaped ass.  It's
something I've lusted after since I was a kid in the 70's.  Women, for some
reason, go for the "bubble-butt" look nowadays.  What the fuck?

   Women's asses from the 70's are so much hotter.  Anyway, she had one of
those asses that I remember from my pubescent days.  The ones you jacked
off to in the bathroom for hours.  The ones that were hot as hell! 
Unfortunately, I had cousins with asses out of this world.  I spent many an
hour spanking over them, even though it was taboo, they looked great in my
hormone filled teen years.  But, I digress.

   I was over at his place, secretly admiring his wife's ass.  A perfect
pear.  You could almost see an upside-down heart in the place of that
perfect rump.  It would sway to the left and right as she walked around. 
Heaven.  Mesmerizing.  Flesh in it's finest.  I don't know how he didn't
catch on to me staring as she would walk to and fro around the house. 
Little did I know, he noticed, but never let on.  Looking back on it, I
think he really dug it.  Some other guy looking at his wife as fuckable
meat turned him on.  Letting him know that he has one hell of a catch.

   It was getting late in the night as we watched some lame ass TV show. 
She told us she was going to bed.

   It was time for our ritualistic porn watching fest once she fell asleep.
I had a sneaking suspicion that she'd watch porn with us, but neither of us
asked her to watch.  It was kinda one of those "guy" things to watch
without a spouse/girlfriend around for fear of reprimand should it ever
occur.  Was I ever wrong!

   Fast forward a few minutes, maybe 20 or 30 and the porn was cracked out.
We'd do our, "watch for a moment", then pull our cocks out and jack off to
the sirens on the TV screen.  We'd secretly watch each other to see when
the other was cumming.  Try to hold back until we both came in unison and
try to keep the homophobia away.  Secretly, we were both bi - but never
revealed it.  We would have stroked each other had the opportunity arouse.
Well, tonight, it did.

   The girl on the screen was getting her tits fucked.  A serious fetish of
mine - one that I had revealed to him time and time again.  As I was
gawking at the screen, I felt a mysterious hand encover my hard cock.  It
was wonderful.  The feeling of someone else jerking me was exhilarating. 
It was beyond words.  I released my grip around the base of my cock and let
the foreign hand work its magic on me.

   It worked its way from the base of my dick near the balls and worked its
way up the the head of my purple head aching for release.  That calloused
hand was wonderful on my head.  I wanted to explode my load right then and
there.  However, the glutton in me wanted more of the feeling.  I threw my
head back against the couch and lost myself in pleasure.  While the
"mysterious" hand worked its magic.

   It, relentlessly, worked its magic up and down my shaft.  Bringing me
closer and ever closer to an orgasm.  Every so often, it would vie from its
course and pay specific attention to my cock head.  Wonderful, I would
think to myself as the hand focused work on it.  I was overtaken with lust.
I rolled my head over and watched Ben pleasuring me.  I decided to return
the favor and placed my hand over his while he was jerking himself off. 
Damn being demure.  I should have just ripped his hand off his member and
went to town.  But I didn't.

   After a while of my hand mimicking the motions of his, he eventually
removed his hand allowing mine to be the only one on his erect member.  I
could feel it pulse.  I thought he might be ready to cum.  I enjoyed the
fuck out of it.  I mean, I've felt my cock pulse and near orgasm, but
anothers?  Wow . .  kinda interesting.

   Without talking or looking at each other, we matched our paces jerking
our cocks As fast as he would jerk me, I'd match it.  When he stimulated my
head, I'd stimulate his in the exact same fashion.  When he'd pay attention
to my balls, I'd play with his . . .  symbiotically, reciprocating, his
actions.  I loved the feeling of his cock- head swelling signaling his
nearing to orgasm.  This brought me nearer to climax with him.  I knew the
feeling of an orgasm and knew he was close.  It brought me even closer to
getting off.

   He let out a slight groan and his slippery man juice erupted out of his
hard cock and all over my hand.  I didn't let go or stop, I let the man
juice lubricate his head and kept a steady pace jerking his cock to
completion.  He squirmed a bit showing that he was done for, but I kept a
relentless pace on that head of his.  I kinda wanted to watch him squirm
from a sensitive head. . .  something I wished others would do to me.  He
stopped his motion on me while he orgasemd . . .  but quickly regained
momentum.

   My hand was full of cum all over it, while the foreign hand worked its
magic on me.  Relentless, and to the point, he worked his magic.  I was
cumming and couldn't stop it.  With my hand on his cummy cock, he bent over
and started to blow me.  Oh, My, God.  What a feeling.  The warm, wet lips
of someone else on your head is heaven.  You'll never know the difference
between a woman or a man blowing you - the feeling is exquisite.  His
tongue flicked over and around my head, bringing me to points I had never
known.

   Truth be told, it felt like 20 minutes, but it was more like a minute
before I felt my balls shrink up ready to shoot my load.  He kept sucking
my hard cock at a relentless pace.  My head was sensitive beyond compare
and I soon gave into the feelings of his lips on my head.  I grabbed his
hair to make him stop bobbing up and down my head, but he wouldn't stop.  I
came forcefully into his mouth, which he swallowed whole heatedly, and
without complaint.

   I looked at him incredulously from the act he had just performed on me.
He looked up and kissed the head of my cock and asked me if I was happy.  I
told him, yes, beyond belief.

   Little did I know, his wife was secretly watching us from afar . . .

   While he had my dick in his hand lapping the remaining cum out of my
spent cock, I noticed movement in the room.  Busted.  It was her.  She
caught us.  But her response to it was beyond my comprehension.

   "So.  This is what you guys do when I go to bed." She said, as matter of
factly while taking in the sight of us.

   Ben jerked up and out of my lap as if he was trying to deny what had
just happened.  My slack-jawed response by staring at her open-mouthed only
fueled her dominance over the fact she caught us red-faced in the act of
sex between us.

   "I guess, you like giving men head." she said sternly while glaring at
Ben.

   He didn't say a word but gaped at her.

   "I've been watching you two.  Interesting night you've had.  Did you
like him cumming on your hand?" she said, turning her glare to me.

   All I could do is look at my hand and see that it was covered in his man
juice and knew I was bested beyond any shred of a doubt.  I stared at her,
as she smiled and took in the sight of us naked while watching porn on the
TV.

   She was wearing a bath robe that covered her sleeping attire.  Her hands
were on her hips while her eyes were glaring down the two of us.  She
paused for a second and turned her glare to the TV screen.  She took in the
porn starlet taking a rigid cock between the tits, groaning as if was
getting her off.

   "You fucks would rather watch this shit than this?" she said as she
disrobed.  The bathrobe fell to the floor revealing her in her full glory.
It was a beautiful teddy.  One that accentuated her curves and exposed her
"naughty bits" to any who'd look at her.  Her nipples were like erasers on
the end of a pencil, erect and large.  Something told me she liked the
position she was in.  In control over the situation at hand.  I took a
quick glance at her pubic mound.  Hell, I was busted but not dead.  She was
completely shaven.  I could only imagine what those sweet pussy lips looked
like out of that costume.

   My dick did an involuntary twitch thinking about her bald snatch.  She
noticed it.

   "Oh, so you like girls too?" she chided me.  She had an evil smile on
her face.  She was brow-beating me, winning, and she knew it.  Leveraging
anything she could over me to make me bend to her will.  Now, it was a
question of is she fucking with us or is she pissed and waiting to extract
revenge.  Come to find out, she was going to extract revenge in a way the
both of us would remember for the rest of our lives.

   "I, uh" I stammered in response.

   "Shut the fuck up and lick that cum off your hand." she sternly
demanded.

   I looked at him, he still had the "deer in the headlights" look on his
face and did what I was told.  It was surprisingly sexy.  I had never given
a man a blow job, but liked the taste of semen.  I could feel my cock
growing hard again.

   "Lick his cock, like the bitch you are!" she demanded.

   Without a word, I pushed him back and got on my knees.  I started to
lick that cummy cock as if it were a lollipop.  I could feel his flaccid,
messy member twitch and spring to life.  He liked the attention I was
paying to his member.  Was I being played a fool for their whims, or was
she really pissed?  I didn't know, nor did I care.  I diverted all my
attention to sucking his slowly growing cock.

   I buried my lips around his pubic line while I felt his dick swell with
blood, bit by bit.  The salty taste of his cum was gone but still in my
mind, spurring me with reckless abandon to get him rock hard.  I'm pretty
sure I'm not going to be a deep throat star, but I wanted to try and feel
his cock deep in my throat.  I kept sucking the base of his cock while
every so often letting my tongue out to taste his balls.

   He has a bigger dick than me.  This didn't bother me until now.  His
cock was growing quickly and soon I found I had to move my mouth further
away from his pubic mound.  It grew quickly and started to force itself
against the back of my throat.  I couldn't take him in without gagging, but
the feeling of him swell inside my mouth was just pure pleasure.  Soon, he
was so hard, I could barely keep my mouth around him.  Even though I had a
mouth-full of his seed, I could taste a bit of pre-cum emanating from his
love stick.

   I put an arm under each of his legs and grabbed his ass.  As I was
blowing him, I looked up to see his reaction.  His eyes were closed in
pleasure, but he'd every so often open and take a peek at his watchful
wife. She had taken her teddy off and was masturbating while watching us. I
guess performing fellatio was her breaking point.  She opened her eyes to
catch him looking at her.

   "Oh, yeah baby.  You like that shit?  You like that boy giving you
head?" she asked breathlessly.

   He didn't, or rather couldn't, respond.  Not only was he in heaven over
the blow job, but he was also taken aback by the brazenness of his new
found wife.  She'd never acted like this before.  He wondered what happened
to the woman he married.

   I decided that I'd give this fucker the best blow job he'd ever
experience.  I dug in as I sucked him as hard as I could.  His head was so
soft, while his shaft was so hard.  What a feeling.  I was getting hard
just enjoying his enjoyment.  I removed a hand off his ass and placed it
near the base of his member.  I wanted to jerk him and suck him at the same
time.  He was going to cum in my mouth if I had anything to say about it.

   I circled my tongue around his soft head while jerking his shaft.  I
could feel his crown pulsate.  I could tell that he was feeling great and
close to an orgasm.  A tasty, tasty orgasm.  Rather than change things up,
I kept the pace and technique on.  After all, that's what I'd want, or
need, to get off.

   I jerked him while bobbing my mouth up and down only on his head.  I
could hear him start to breathe heavy and pleading to God for a quick
release.  I, relentlessly, kept jerking and bobbing.  I could feel his
crown filling up and spasming signaling his nearing orgasm.  I could taste
the nearing man juice . . .  mmmmm good.  He pushed my head down as far as
it would go against him while he spewed forth cum down my throat.

   I couldn't take him, as he shot load after load into my mouth.  He blew
a load so hard that it leaked out of my mouth and ran down his shaft onto
his balls.  The warm semen hit the roof of my mouth in 3 or 4 shots.  Try
as I might, I couldn't keep it all in.  What I could, I swallowed.  The
rest went down his shaft and rested on his balls mixed with my saliva.

   After his death grip on my head forcing me down on him was released, I
brought my head off him and with a sucking "pop" let his slowly softening
cock lay dormant on his stomach.  He looked at me with satisfaction yet
wide-open eyes as if not yet understanding what just happened.

   "Lick the rest, bitch" she said breathlessly.  Her own orgasm was
nearing.

   I pushed his legs apart, as they were clenched against me in orgasmic
throes, and proceeded to my task.  I took his penis in my hand and lowered
my head near his scrotum.  It had the smell of sex, sweat, and semen.  I
licked every bit of cum off his balls and the base of his cock without
care. The salty, thick liquid left a good taste on my tongue.

   I sat on the floor, somewhat exhausted from the exertions.  However, my
cock was at full salute and pointing into the air.  Katy was on a chair,
fingering her pretty clit working to get herself off.  She noticed my
hard-on.

   "So, what do you plan to do with that?" she asked me while fingering
herself playfully.

   How the fuck you answer that?  I mean, really.  Oh, I had the retorts,
but not the ones you'd say to your buddy's wife - 'specially since she
caught the two of you doing each other.

   She climbed off her chair much like a cat would stalking its prey. 
Nimbly, yet with a purpose, and took a place next to me.

   "Got an idea where it can go?" she coyly asked.

   Her shyness prompted me to look at Ben for approval.  He smiled and
nodded an unspoken word of his loyalty to me after giving him a bj and
letting his wife do as she pleased.

   She spread her legs wide open exposing her body and beautiful clit to
both of us.  Her dreamy meat curtains unfolded like petals on a blooming
flower.  Her scent was strong, yet inviting to the nose.  I feel to the
floor between her legs and buried my face in her womanhood.  I took a deep
breath of her essence before devouring her.  I was rock-hard and wanting to
plow that pussy into oblivion.  But, first things first - warm up the
engine.

   Her cunt was wet.  When I mean wet, it was like a slip and slide.  My
mouth and tongue waded through what felt like a gallon of woman juice just
to get my tongue onto her sugar walls.  I drank her with abandon.  She
showed her enjoyment by gyrating her hips and moaning ever so slightly.  It
accelerated into staccato breaths and gasps of unintelligible words uttered
from her mouth.  I nibbled on her clit, driving her closer and closer to an
orgasm.  She was starting to sweat, a signal to me, I was doing my job
well. I kept a relentless and guided path on her clit, I was driving her
wild and I loved it.

   I took a finger and started rubbing her nubbin, while I poked by tongue
in and out of her snatch.  She was sweating and grabbed my hair to keep me
on course.  There was no way I was deviating from my course; she was
getting off and I'll be dammed should I interrupt her pleasure.

   She squirmed more abruptly and ground my head against her, as if to
direct my mouth deeper in her.  I tongue-fucked her while my finger was
working on her clit.  I drew back my head to look at her writhing in
ecstasy . . .  she came forcefully and squirted out her love juices all
over my face and her body.  It fell onto the floor.  I had always thought
that "squirters" were full of shit.  More or less, pissing on camera.  But
when that cum squirted out of her, I lapped up what I could.  It definitely
wasn't piss, so had I thought.  It was a clear liquid, that projectiled out
of her love canal and tasted much like male cum.  I lapped it off her
thighs, cunt, and anywhere else it had shot without thinking.  Exquisite

   She was panting on her back when I looked up at her.  My dick was
really, really hard.  I put it in the only hole I could think of.  I
mounted her and slipped my member insider her.  Her eyes opened wide as I
pushed it in and she realized that I was on top of her.  Her arms wrapped
themselves around my neck as I pushed it in as deep as I could.  Her legs
then wrapped around my lower back to "trap" me in.  I fucked her with all
my might.

   Her cunny walls were so lubricated with her cum and my saliva that my
thrusts were matched without any resistance.  In fact, I was an amazing
feeling sliding my cock head back and forth against her sugar walls.  I
could feel myself wanting to shoot, and shoot real soon.  My head was
sensitive and swelling against the gentle friction of stimulation against
her sweet, wet, pussy walls.  It was too much.

   While she kept her grip on me, I felt my orgasm reach it's peak.  I
pushed a final thrust into her and unloaded my cum deep, deep inside her.
After I recovered, she looked at me and tousled my hair.

   "Feel better?" she asked.

   "Uhm.  Yea?", I asked her back.  Not really knowing what to say.  I
mean, really, I just fucked my best friend's wife in front of him.  What
the fuck can you say?

   "So, the next time you guys wanna do a jerk off night.  You'll invite
me, right?"

   I looked up at Ben, not knowing what to say.  He smiled, and said to
her:

   "Yea, baby.  I think it's a done deal."



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