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This posting is a story that contains ficticious depictions of consentual
sex between mature adults.
As such it is not to be read by immature adults or those under the age of 18.

Comments, criticisms are always welcome. Thanks to everyone for the positiive 
feedback on the recently posted "Sweet Home Chicago". 

Story may only be reproduced unedited and with full accreditation.



Watching You Watching Me
(c) copyright 1997 gregarious


The image one usually has of New England in winter is soft and beautiful white 
snow falling around mountain cabins in Vermont. Warm, cosy, open wood beam 
cabins with stone fireplaces. That's what I thought New England was going to
be like when I moved from the Texas Gulf Coast to Boston to be with my lover 
last autumn. He took me to New Hampshire to see the leaves in October and 
we made love on a four poster bed in an old inn. Having hardly ever seen snow, 
I couldn't wait for the winter.

Now I couldn't wait for it to end. Boston in February. There's snow alright.
It's 
grey and hard. On the milder days, the concoction of grey snow/ice becomes a 
lumpy porridge of slush. A simple walk down Mass Ave. results in buses sending 
up waves of the gunk, more often than not, on top of me. I had sniffles that 
wouldn't subside. The sun, when it did show up, was gone by late afternoon. I 
needed heat, I needed ocean, I needed to wear less clothing, I needed to be 
anywhere else with the man I loved, other than Boston. 

I was in near tears the day my lover came back early from the college. He knew 
how completely sad I was in the midst of this dreariness and tried to cheer me 
with a small bouquet of flowers. It was a nice gesture and I smiled at him and 
kissed him for such thoughtfulness, but it wasn't enough. I broke down and 
cried.

He held me in his arms. "You didn't read the card."

I opened the envelope... "Airline tickets! Where's Costa Rica?" I asked 
him. He didn't know either.

"I think its somewhere in Central America. I saw a notice on the bulletin board 
in my department. This guy couldn't go and couldn't get rid of them ... they 
hardly cost anything and it's an all inclusive hotel. There's only one catch ...
the flight's in two hours!"

I screamed in partial panic and total delight, and we scrambled madly. I had to 
excavate the small closet for my summer wear. We packed in fifteen minutes 
and were out on the street hailing a cab to the airport. In the taxi, my lover 
unzipped my suitcase and pulled out one of my cotton sun dresses.

"You should change into this at the airport. It'll be really hot when we get 
there." It felt so nice to put on summer clothes again, I decided the dress 
would be all I needed to wear. How long would it take my lover to notice?

The charter flight included champagne and my lover and I took full 
advantage. He got a little playful as we snuggled together in our seats and he 
ran his hand up my leg ... a little bit more and ... just a little bit
more... surprise! 
He smiled at me and rearranged my dress so no-one else could see, but his 
hand stayed on my pussy. I got so wet as he played with my clit. He knew 
exactly how I liked it. I'd given him lots of practise. I was very close to
coming 
when I noticed a woman watching me from across the aisle. When she 
realized that I saw her, she turned away to talk with her companion. Something 
strange hit me and at that moment. I didn't care who saw. I'd never see them 
again. What did it matter? They were the ones who should be embarrassed.

My lover's fingers brought me to a wave of little orgasms as I cherished his 
loving hand. I kissed him lightly and looked up to see the woman across the 
aisle and her man now both smiling at me. I wasn't embarrassed at all. I was 
glad they were watching me and I stroked my lover's cock through his jeans. 
He told me to be careful in case someone might see. I didn't tell him someone 
was. It was one of the most exciting things I'd ever done.

I felt like a new power had washed over me when we landed and my lungs took 
in their first breath of the humid salt sea air. A shuttle bus took us to
the hotel 
and no sooner had we entered our room, than I jumped my lover. I practically 
raped him. I don't know what came over me. I didn't make love with him - I 
fucked him like he'd never been fucked before. I imagined the couple on the 
plane watching us and smiling, and I fucked him harder. I rode his cock like I 
was on a stallion.

My lover came, gushing his cum all up inside me. And I kept riding him till 
it gooshed all back out again with his softening cock. I wasn't anywhere near 
finished and I jumped around to stick my cunt in his face, cum and all. We 
were sharing this one. His cock was soaked with his sperm and my juices 
and so was my cunt as we 69'd each other wildly. His cock got all hard again 
and I came torrentially. I could see the smiling couple in my mind, applauding 
us.

After a long silence, while we held each other and caught our breath, my lover 
finally uttered, "Wow, you've never done anything like that before. What 
happened? Is it the tropical air or what?" Maybe it was a little, but I didn't 
have the heart to tell him it was the excitement of imagining being watched 
by the mystery couple from the plane.

Our room was on the third floor of a building amongst a few others at the 
resort. There was a huge pool on the grounds and a massive beach. It was 
so tropical with palm trees and flowers everywhere. The scent of the air was 
incredible. My lover and I had overdosed on sex all night and I let him sleep 
in. I took a shower and went out on our balcony to drink in all the beauty 
and to brush my hair dry in the morning sun. 

I stood quietly at the railing and looked out over the ocean. There were 
wonderful tingles in my pussy as I thought about our night of lust. I heard a 
sliding door from the balcony below and looked down. It was the couple from 
the plane! They didn't see me and I bent over to get a better look. They were 
naked from the waist down as they stood beside each other looking out at the 
resort's grounds. The man was caressing the woman's ass and as he 
leaned back a little, she took a hold of his beautiful cock and stroked it in a 
slow, steady milking motion. It got bigger and bigger and I was mesmerized 
watching the slow seduction. My hand slipped under the towel wrapped 
around me and I found my pussy had also responded to the display below me.

They turned, and I instinctively pulled back so they wouldn't see me. I heard 
motion from below and slowly peered back over the railing. It seemed that 
the man had moved over to a lounge chair to lie down on his back. I leaned 
further, but the angle of the balcony blocked my view of his upper half. It
didn't matter, the lower half was where the action was. His cock stood 
proudly up, pointing directly at me. I couldn't see the woman at all, but then 
her hands emerged from my blindspot and surrounded his cock. She must 
have been straddling his face and reached behind her. My fingers found 
deep wetness in my pussy as I imagined the man's tongue poking up into 
her. Even though I couldn't see it, I'm sure she was in ecstasy ... I knew that 
I was. The woman's hands disappeared again and then returned, this time 
facing the other way. She'd obviously turned around. The back of the woman's 
head came into view, descending upon her man's cock, now blocking my 
view of it. I didn't need to extend my imagination to realize what was going 
on. Her head bobbed up and down in his lap and her shoulders were rotating 
slowly. I couldn't see her cunt or his head, but I just knew they were
mingling. 
My finger became the man's tongue and my clit became hers. 

Their movement was getting wilder and I was sure that the man was going to 
come. The woman's head dropped to one side and lay on his stomach as her 
hand clutched his cock and kept pumping. Now I could see his beautiful cock 
again. Within seconds, I could see him come. His white cream flew from the 
hole in the top of his cock. Oh I wished it could shoot all the way up to
me. It landed around his stomach and a little bit on the woman's face.
She moved her mouth back to clean his cock and I fell back on the lounge 
chair on our balcony. My towel unravelled and fell beside me and I lay back 
naked to finish my pleasure too.

I walked unashamedly nude back into our room, my lover was still asleep 
with his cock up in it's morning erection position. Without even thinking, I 
went straight for it and started to suck him, imagining it was the cock from 
the balcony below. He began to wake and notice what was happening. My 
lover tenderly put his hands on my head and just groaned. I'd never sucked 
him so adamantly. I wanted him to shoot his cum up into the air, just like my 
voyeur man below. When I knew my lover was about to come, I slid my mouth 
off and lay my head on his pelvis and kept pumping with my hand. His cum 
spurted and a strand flew right onto my breast. I loved the warmth it gave 
when it landed. My hand too was coated with his cream. 'Good morning 
honey,' was all I could say to my lover as he lay in a very contented mood, 
stroking my hair.

"You're a changed woman," my lover told me. "I still don't know what's 
happening with you, but I'm glad whatever it is."

"Oh sweetheart, being here with you is the most exhilarating thing that's 
ever happened to me. I can't believe we've got two weeks of this ahead for 
us. Thank you for your spontaneity in bringing me here. I love you more than 
anything." He couldn't get a word in edgewise as I smothered his mouth with 
kisses.

We spent the first full day walking along the beach, jumping in the ocean and 
enjoying the facilities at the resort. We made love in a hidden area down the 
beach. I longed for my mystery couple to watch me. I even scanned around 
hoping they were there. I didn't see them, but imagined it all the same.

The next morning I repeated my balcony surveillance plan and was delighted 
at my find. The man sat on the end of the lounge chair and the woman sat on 
his cock, holding herself in place with her hands on the railing. She lifted 
herself and dropped herself onto the man's cock. I could see all the action 
from my vantage point above. I knew before the morning was through, my 
lover's cock would be doing the same thing to me. I was only wearing a 
tee-shirt and caressed my pussy while I watched the two beautiful people 
making love a few feet below me. They were lost in their ecstasy and unaware 
of mine. The three of us all came together. 

The resort organized a day trip to the mountain where you can see both the 
Pacific and Atlantic from the one observation point. My mystery pair got on the 
bus too and smiled at me as they walked by to sit behind us. I wondered about 
introducing ourselves, but I thought if I did, my fantasy would end. I
nibbled on my lover's ear and glanced back to see they were watching. I 
smiled back at them. We connected without words.

As we all walked around the mountain park, I continually felt the couple's eyes 
keeping track of me. I was getting progressively aroused and had an 
overwhelming urge for them to watch me fuck my lover. My lover and I walked 
along a trail just down from the lookout point. I looked for my voyeurs. Where 
did they go? I wanted them to follow us. 

My passion overcame me again and as my lover and I found ourselves alone. I 
fell to my knees and pulled his shorts down to his ankles and sucked him to 
rapid hardness. I stood up and inserted his cock under the loose leg openings 
in my shorts. It was hard to fuck him like this, but his cock against my
clit felt 
phenomenal. My imagination placed the couple twenty feet away watching us. 
Just thinking that they could be there, brought me to orgasm. When we got back 
on the bus, the couple smiled at me again and the man winked. They must 
have seen us. I wished I could ask them, but was afraid to break the spell.

Checking the balcony the next morning, saw my couple heavily engaged in 
mutual oral sex. I decided this time, I was going to share the scene with my 
lover and I went to wake him. I put my index finger over my lips to let him
know to be silent and I took his hand and led him naked to the balcony. 
I made a pointing-downward gesture over the balcony and my lover joined 
me in the erotic vision below.

As we watched, my lover ran his hands all over my pussy and ass. He stood 
behind me and rubbed his rock hard cock down the crack of my butt, to 
between my legs. It felt so magnificent, that after a few minutes I had to
pull him back inside. We tumbled to the bed and ravaged each other. 
Our sex was never like this. Every time we made love, it was more intense 
and satisfying than the time before.

We saw the couple around the resort and always smiled at each other. My lover 
seemed to be a little nervous, but we never spoke to them. Still, every
morning, 
we sneaked out to watch them and followed their erotic example in our bed.

After the first week of our stay, my lover and I went out to spy on our mystery 
couple. There instead, was a mother and her child playing. I was saddened 
that my secret couple were only here for one week. My lover and I sat naked 
on our lounge chair, devoid of our sexual inspiration. I almost felt empty. My 
dear sweet lover sensed my sorrow and held me as he sat in the lounge chair. 
I straddled him and wrapped my legs around his waist and kissed him and 
told him how much I truly loved him. We kept holding and kissing each other 
and began to sway. His cock hardened and rubbed against my pussy. He felt 
so good. If only you could see us my sweet voyeurs!

Rocking back and forth, his cock started to poke its way into me a little 
at a time. My vaginal juices started to flow in response as gradually, my lover 
sank deeper inside. Oh, it felt good and my hips picked up the pace. My lover's 
hands held me, guiding my rotation onto him. I was buzzing now and I knew an 
orgasm was coming up from my soul. I just needed a little more penetration. I 
threw my arms behind me, to change the angle and thrust myself onto my 
lover's cock for maximum depth. I lunged my head back and wailed as I came. 
God it felt amazing. 

I held my position, leaning backwards in our sexual aftermath. My eyes were 
closed, luxuriating in the cock buried inside my cunt as it still throbbed 
pleasure sensations with every sway. I exhaled a huge sigh and opened my 
eyes, my head hung back. As I adjusted my vision to the bright daylight 
beaming upon us, I saw them, upside down, my mystery couple watching me. 
They'd moved to the balcony above. I smiled back at them and blew them 
a kiss.



(c) 1997 gregarious

and comments and criticisms are most welcome 
gregarious@poboxes.com

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