Porn, Panties and Masturbation!

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(I am writing this about an incident that happened to me, which was quite probably one of the reasons why my partner and I eventually registered on this site. Although we have always had a satisfying and varied sex life, Shane has always wanted to involve other people, but I had been reluctant so far to take that step. I suppose the old saying “Never say never” applied here, so read on and all will be revealed, so to speak! Lol)

A little while ago, my partner Shane was on a conference for the weekend, so at a loss of how I was going to keep myself occupied over the two days, I agreed to babysit for my friend Clarissa and her husband Matthew.

I arrived at the house, and as usual, Clarissa was nowhere near ready, so Matthew and I sat and chatted over a glass of wine. He and I have always got on well, so the conversation was always easy. When Clarissa finally came downstairs, she told me to make myself at home whilst they were out. I had insisted so as not to disturb the children, I would sleep downstairs on the sofa, and assured her that I would be comfortable enough there.

As soon as they had left I went to check on the children who were both sleeping soundly, and returned to the lounge to refill my glass of wine. Making myself comfortable, I turned the lights off, took off my jeans and lay down on the sofa at the far end of the room, in just a t-shirt and panties. I lay there thinking about Shane, and what he would be doing on a Saturday night, away from home, and no sooner had this thought entered my head when my mobile rang, flashing with Shane’s name.

I answered the call with my usual “Hello, darling”, and we chatted for a while about how things were going and what the hotel was like. His company had put him up in a top class hotel, and he described the room telling me there was only one thing missing, and that was me! He told me how he had been out drinking with a few of his colleagues, and how he had returned to the room feeling horny so had turned on the Tv and paid for the porn channel. I asked whether he was watching it now as we spoke, and he told me that he was, and that his cock was in his hand, hard, the tip already wet with pre-cum. God, how I wished I was there with him at that very moment!

“Tell me exactly what you’re watching” I asked, my voice hoarse with excitement.

“Well baby, there’s a girl, same slight build as you, and she is straddling a guy, his cock buried deep inside her cunt, and at the same time, she’s sucking off another guy standing to the side.”

“Mmmmm,” was all I could say, as my excitement rose.

“Issy, if that were you, which guy would you want me to be?”

“The one fucking my cunt, you’re always so hard in there, baby”, I replied.

He could tell from my voice how horny I was becoming and he asked,

“Are you wet, baby? Do you feel the need to touch yourself?”

The wetness between my legs had indeed started to flow, and the thought of Shane being turned on and stroking his cock as we spoke was also exciting me, and I told him I was soaking.

“Take your panties off, open your legs and use your fingers to scoop up some of your juices”.

I followed his instructions as always, dropping my panties on the floor at the side of the sofa. My breathing became faster as my fingers did as he commanded.

“Stroke your clit for me. You know how you like it. Do it the way I’d do it for you there now.”

Gently I made little circular motions with my fingers over my clit, feeling it harden and swell at my touch. Little groans escaped as I became more and more excited.

“Tell me what you’re doing now”, I pleaded.

“My cock’s rock hard, my balls are tight, and I’m stroking my cock while watching this girl getting fucked by two men. I’m imagining it’s you baby. You know I want to see you get fucked like that, don’t you. I want to help guide another man’s cock into your cunt, watch how he stretches you, see him working his shaft in and out of you. See his cock glistening with your juices. I want to watch your face as he gives you the first of many orgasms. Baby, I’m gonna cum soon!” His breathing had indeed become very ragged and I knew he was very close with his guttural moaning.

All the while he was telling me this, my hand was working away at my now sopping wet pussy. I needed to feel stretched, so I reached down with my other hand and pushed two fingers into myself as deep as I could, opening them slightly to feel them rub against the inside walls of my cunt. I moaned for him the way I do when he’s fucking me.

“You’re such a horny bitch when you get started!”, he said, now almost breathless. “Cum for me, Issy, let me hear you.”

I couldn’t hold back any longer, my body stiffening as the orgasm approached, and with a long, loud groan, I came all over my fingers and hand. Shane came almost at the same time, grunting each time his cock spurted in the way I know him intimately.

“Oh Issy, I needed that! Just goes to show, that even distance can’t stop us, eh”

I laughed and agreed with him totally, for sex with Shane has never been predictable, always an incredible experience, and since meeting him he has introduced me to totally new experiences, including phone sex.

We talked for a little while, and as we said goodnight to each other, he promised that the next time I came, it would be with his cock buried deep inside me.

I lay there for a little while, wallowing in the serenity of post orgasm, when before I knew it, I heard Clarissa and Matthew return. From their exchange it was obvious they had had an argument and had returned early. I could hear Clarissa berating Matthew for having drunk too much and making a fool of her in front of everyone, before she stormed off upstairs.

I just had time to pull a throw over myself before Matthew entered the room, obviously forgetting that I was spending the night there. I closed my eyes, hoping that he would think I was asleep and so go upstairs, but to my horror, he came into the lounge and slumped into an arm chair at the other end of the room.

Matthew was muttering away to himself and reached for the half full glass of wine I had left on the coffee table. He swallowed it back in one go and refilled it, emptying the bottle. He was totally oblivious to me, as I opened my eyes slightly to watch him.

He had moved over to the TV, and was opening a drawer in the unit to the side. I could hear him rummaging around for a little while, before exclaiming “Yes!”, having found what he was searching for. It was a DVD which he loaded into the player. As he turned around to return to where he had been sitting, I quickly closed my eyes again.

Matthew slumped back into the armchair, and I heard the sound of the Tv come on, and him adjusting the sound on the remote control. The room was now filled with the Tv’s glow. I strained to see what was on the screen, and could just about make out two girls getting it on with each other, both armed with brightly coloured vibrators, fucking each other with them. I could hear Matthew’s breathing becoming faster as he muttered some things.

It was at this moment that he must have looked over to where I was and I could see that he was trying to focus on something lying on the floor. It was my panties, which had lain where I had dropped them earlier. He staggered over towards the sofa and bent down to pick them up. At this I screwed up my eyes very tightly and pretended I was fast asleep. I heard him gasp slightly, then the sound of him inhaling deeply the odours of my wetness. My hearing, obviously heightened in this situation, then picked up the unmistakable sound of a zip being opened.

Curiosity got the better of me again, and I risked half opening my eyes again to see what he was doing. He had returned to the arm chair and was sat there, his hard c
ock in one hand wanking away, his other hand holding my panties to his nose, sniffing them as he watched the two girls on the
screen having sex. His stroking became firmer and faster, as he started tasting the gusset of my cum soaked panties.

I didn’t know whether or not to be outraged by his audacity, but found myself to be actually very turned on by the whole situation. I felt the wetness between my legs growing again, and my clit started to throb. I wondered if perhaps I could slip my hands under the throw to relieve myself, but quickly decided that it was far too risky.

Matthew was making little grunting sounds as he pounded his cock hard with his hand, and I could see that my panties were now securely wrapped around his throbbing cock.

All the while I had been assured by the thought that Matthew was oblivious to my presence due to the amount of alcohol he had obviously consumed, however, just then he stood up, staggered over to the sofa where I lay and pulled back the edge of the throw. I felt the cold air on my naked skin, and realised, half horrified, that Matthew was now looking at my body, naked from the waist down. I say half horrified, because the other half of me was being swept along with this very horny situation.

I had been lying half on my side, but now felt the need to expose myself more fully to Matthew’s prying eyes. So as if in sleep, I gently rolled onto my back, my legs remaining slightly open. Matthew continued to work away at his cock frantically, and bent down to get as close a look at my cunt as he could. His face was so close to my pussy, that I could feel his hot breath on the damp skin of my thighs.

The smell and sight of my sex must have been too much for him, and with a grunt, he shot his load of cum into my panties wrapped around his big cock.

He took a moment to recover, dropped the panties back onto the floor where he had found them, and then staggered back to turn off the Tv. Moments later he slipped out of the room to go upstairs to bed.

My body was in a total turmoil. I was so sexually aroused by what had just happened. I picked my panties up off the floor and slipped them on quickly. They were saturated through with both his cum and mine and sticking to my skin. I put my hand inside them, finding my clit to be hard and very swollen, and within seconds, I was experiencing an incredibly intense orgasm which ripped through my body, leaving me weak and once again breathless.

The following morning I sat with Clarissa at the breakfast table as she told me how Matthew had got so drunk the night before that he had been falling over in front of people, and in her annoyance she had insisted they leave. She said she had left Matthew downstairs, assuming he had gone to the kitchen for another drink, but had been asleep when he had eventually come upstairs, adding that she hoped he hadn’t disturbed me.

I assured her he hadn’t, and just at that moment Matthew came downstairs, looking very much the worse for wear. He greeted us both with a mumbled “Morning”. At first I couldn’t look him in the eye but after he had drank some coffee and with his head cradled in his hands, he looked over at me. I thought I detected some flicker cross his eyes and at that very moment I knew he had remembered. I just smiled innocently back at him.

Later that night, I couldn’t wait for Shane to get home, and dragged him straight off to bed as soon as he had walked through the door. As we fucked hard and desperately, me straddling his cock, feeling it pulse deep inside me, I told him what had happened the night before with Matthew. I felt his cock harden even more, which I wouldn’t have thought was possible, and when he asked me whether I had enjoyed letting Matthew look at my cunt, I told him that I had, and how I had enjoyed feeling the dampness of his cum in my soaked panties against my opened pussy. Shane groaned and as I felt his cock twitch he asked me what I would have done if Matthew had been brave enough to have gone that little bit further and licked my pussy lips. It was my turn then to groan and I felt my cunt walls spasm instantly. I gasped between his deep thrusts that I had been willing Matthew to do just that, and how tempted I had been to put my hand down and open my pussy lips with my fingers, so that he could have gotten a better look to se how my juices were rapidly flowing out of me. On hearing this, Shane’s cock exploded deep inside me, and on feeling his cum hit the walls of my cunt, I followed soon after.

After as we lay there panting, Shane suggested that perhaps seeing as Matthew and I had always got on so well, and the fact that he obviously fancied me, I should ask him if he wanted to get involved with us in a threesome. I laughed and pointed out to him that Clarissa wasn’t at all open minded! I had never really seriously considered involving other people in our sex life. But this incident really had opened my eyes, and the realisation of how thrilling and sexually stimulating it actually was, was making me think again.

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  1. jock canary

    i loved your story and had the right people in my mind-we both reead the tale and i loved ucking her cunt and she begged f or me to have her cum and cum she did

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