Just a few hours later I was awake again, the sun streaking in through the gap between the curtains. Anna always left them parted just to get some light into the room, to watch the moon and stars or for purely exhibitionist purposes.
Being piss proud and needing the bathroom rather urgently, I slipped across the landing and breathed a huge sigh of relief as I peed into the toilet. I always laughed at what my father used to tell me, ‘always knock the drops off’. He used to do that on the side of the urinal, explaining that it made you look hard. Fuck that for a germ gathering experience. Anyway I ensured all my drips were dispensed and flushed down the toilet.
Purely by chance I thought I would peek into Heth’s room before I went for a shower. Cor bless my cotton socks! What a sight. They were kissing quite passionately and fondling each other’s breasts.
How I wish I was there with them caressing their bodies, their boobs. Heth’s tongue circled Anna’s nipple, teasing it, making it stand out firm, her lips encircling it, drawing it out, making it harder, more sensitive to her touch.
Heth’s hand slid smoothly down Anna’s body, over her slightly rounded stomach then buried itself between her legs, her fingers so obviously finding and teasing Anna’s sensitive clitoris. Anna moaned softly, then reached down to Heth’s pussy, such a delectable and delightfully fleshy place to be. And I remembered being there so often. But now, mine was a pure act of selfish voyeurism. Beautiful. I was rock hard by now and gripping my stem, my thumb tweaking its glans.
I’m sure they weren’t aware I was there but equally sure they wouldn’t have cared at all. They were too engrossed in each other’s bodies and their carnal gratification to worry about me.
Heth lowered her head down Anna’s body, her tongue drawing a damp line all the way, from her breasts, round her belly button, over her stomach then down to that smooth triangular mound that pointed to her beautiful pussy. Her tongue teased her clit, gently circling it, like the temptress she was becoming. She licked Anna’s outer lips, tenderly prising open her oozing entrance with her tongue. Expertly Heth was licking and sucking and fucking Anna with her tongue. In turn Anna was moaning, writhing beneath her, feeling the wetness, the probing of the tongue. Feeling the fingers working her clit, then her lips took over, sucking it, the tip of her tongue taunting it.
Suddenly Anna’s time had come. Deep heavy breathing, became more rapid, the tension in her body built, the quivering, the shaking, the trembling, and the muffled scream of submission. Her body shook until she lay back, exhausted. Done. Finished. But only momentarily.
I gulped, never having seen such a violent climax before. Wondering why I had never managed to raise her to the heavens in such a way. Knowing my cock was so hard and throbbing I wanted it to be in her, to share the magic of her moment but knowing full well that I was on my own. I stroked it slowly, gently, avoiding its super sensitive head then averted my eyes back to them.
Heth begged Anna to finger fuck her, they clasped her lips together, tongues circling sending tingling sensations through their bodies. I watched Anna slip her hand down as Heth spread he legs wide, a sight that left me on the verge of cumming there and then. Anna taunted her swollen clit with her fingers, encircling it, gently drawing her finger nails across it before rubbing it gently between her fingers. Then she slid first one, then two fingers into Heth, into her hot pulsating pussy. Anna slid her fingers in and out, her thumb rotating on her clitoris. Heth gyrated on Anna’s digits, demanding harder and faster movement. Anna thrust three fingers into her, deep, deep into her cunt which quickly began to spasm.
Like Anna before Heth was trembling and shaking, stomach muscles clenching and releasing as her orgasm approached. Anna sucked her nipples, drove her fingers harder and faster into her before Heth screamed as she reached her zenith of pleasure.
Momentarily they lay side by side, gasping for breath, savouring every moment then slowly began stroking each others cunts, pleasuring each other even more. Anna could contain herself no longer, her head slid between Heth’s raised knees and parted legs.
From where I stood her cunt looked wonderful, juicy, glistening, wide and open. Ready for me! But no! Anna licked and sucked as Heth held her head in her hands, sliding herself up and down Anna’s face, Anna’s tongue probing the entrance, dipping into it, then upwards, lips around her clit, sucking like a blowjob, fingers thrusting, tongue penetrating her inner sanctum. Suddenly Heth gripped Anna’s hair and thrust her pussy forwards. Her time was approaching. Anna was eating, drinking, breathing, living the mystique of Heth’s pussy.
Heth came, her body bucking violently, her legs trapping Anna’s head. She screamed out again and then groaned. There were tears in her eyes, their sweet juices flowed, and they again savoured their moment of total ecstasy.
I was gasping, thrusting my weapon between my fingers until I reached an intense and gratifying climax, groaning and spurting my seed upwards onto my stomach and chest, into my hand and, probably onto the carpet too.
Suddenly aware of my presence they both looked at me and Anna grinned. ‘You dirty fucking pervert!’
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