My outer lips were parted slightly, revealing the wet pink folds between. My finger slid down, through the slick valley, sending sparks of pleasure out from my core.
Using two fingers, I pressed them into my tight tunnel, feeling my cuntal flesh grasping at them, as if trying to pull me deeper inside.
As I fucked myself with my fingers, I thought of Shane watching me. The video was high-definition, and I wondered if he would zoom in to watch exactly what my fingers were doing. A small bubble of additional wetness burst inside, and my fingers picked up their pace.
I moaned softly as the pleasure flowed through me. My fingers were making wet sticky sounds as they slid in and out of my tight cunny. With all the excitement of the day, I knew I wasn’t going to last long, and my body prepared for the coming explosion.
An image of Shane fucking Beth came to my mind, and I watched his body move over hers, dominating her with his size as his cock invaded her tight vagina in a barrage of hard thrusts.
“Yesssss,” I moaned.
The image blinked, and suddenly it was me instead of Beth, lying beneath Shane as he mercilessly pounded my pussy with his fat cock.
“Uhhhhhh.”
A new image appeared. This one was of Shane, sitting at his office desk, watching me touching myself. His stiff cock was sticking straight up, and his hand was wrapped around it, stroking his long length. That was my erection. I had caused it, so it belonged to me. I could do anything I wanted to do with it. I could stroke it, or I could take it into my mouth until it blasted its load into the back of my throat. Or I could sit down on it, sliding my tight sheath over its thick hard girth, bouncing on it until it jetted its cum deep into me.
These last thoughts sent me over, and my fingers became a flurry as my orgasm burst like a Fourth of July firework — white hot and overwhelming. Ecstasy blotted out all other sensations and my body convulsed in erotic bliss as my fingers thrummed, and I cried out my passion in the small room.
After a moment, my body relaxed, and my legs closed, trapping my hand between them. After a minute to rest, I got up, feeling week from my exertions, and removed my robe from the hook, putting it on.
Taking a deep breath, I left the changing room and headed into the house. I was about to turn up the stairs when Shane’s office door opened and he came out. We stood face to face, our eyes wide.
He blinked and his surprise was replaced with a smile. “Hi Erica. My work took longer than I thought. Good night.”
“Good night, Shane.” I headed up to my room.
I lay in my bed, thinking. He had watched me. I knew it without a doubt. And he had to watch it live. He couldn’t even wait to see the recording in the morning. A mixture of fear and pride went through me. I stared at the ceiling, my mind a jumble of thoughts until I dropped off to sleep.
Chapter 6
When I went downstairs the next morning, I found a note from Shane on the refrigerator letting me know he had gone down to his warehouse and would be back around noon. The clock said it was nine, so I had plenty of time to check out his new videos.
I went into his office and logged onto the computer, got the external drive from the drawer and plugged it in. In seconds I was browsing the video directory.
I checked the pool section first. There was a new directory with yesterday’s date. In it were nine new files. I skipped down to the last one and opened it. My heart skipped a beat as I saw myself walk into the changing room. Jumping ahead, there I was, naked and drying myself with the towel. I clicked ahead again, and stared wide-eyed at myself sitting on the bench, with my legs spread wide as I finger-fucked my pussy.
I took a deep breath, attempting to control my emotions. Last night, when I had done this, I knew there was a good chance Shane would be watching. Now there was no doubt. He had seen me finger myself to orgasm.
I moved back up to the bedroom section, wondering if my intuition about Beth was correct. There was a new directory in there with yesterday’s date. I knew it!
Inside were two files, and I opened the first. The bed was empty for a moment, but then two bodies fell on it. Beth and Shane were in a lover’s clinch, and from their actions, it was obvious they were in a hurry. She undid his pants and pushed them down onto his thighs. She pulled her bathing suit bottom to the side and he moved between her legs, entering her completely with his first thrust. They fucked frantically as she made soft mewing sounds, obviously unable to be as loud as she wanted. It lasted less than ten minutes, with her coming first, writhing and grunting out her moans into his neck. He kept fucking, and a minute later he joined her in orgasmic bliss, arching his head back and groaning as his muscles knotted.
They lay together kissing and smiling for a couple more minutes before Beth got up, adjusted her swimsuit, and ran from the room.
My crotch was soaked. I was getting over the shock and enjoying the eroticism of it.
I went back to the pool section, and looked back through the history. It seems that there were videos going back two years, most of them from my pool parties with my friends. It got pretty boring seeing the same girls undressing. But then I came across a date with a lot of videos in it.
When I looked through them I hardly recognized anyone. They were women older than teens, some of them a lot older. Then someone familiar appeared. It was Jennifer, Shane’s secretary from work. I finally remembered what this was. Two years ago Shane had a pool party for his employees, and the place was packed. So crowded I had spent the day at Beth’s.
I looked through the videos, and they were all of women getting undressed or dressed. Some of them were fat, and I wondered why Shane kept them. I was getting bored again, when one caught my eye.
It was Jennifer again, but this time she wasn’t alone. She pulled a guy in with her, and they kissed. He looked familiar, but I couldn’t remember his name. But I knew he wasn’t her husband, because they had been over the house together at other times.
I watched as she dropped to her knees and tugged his suit down to his thighs. His hard cock sprang out and up, and she immediately covered it with her mouth. He was smaller than Shane, but he was rock hard, and his cock had a slight sideways curve. Her head bobbed as she took him all the way in, and his head rolled back in pleasure. Less than a minute later his hips jerked and she kept her lips down on him, obviously taking his cum into her mouth. After a minute she let him slide out, and licked him all over.
When she stood, they kissed again, and he put his hand in the side of her swimsuit and fingered her pussy. But she pushed him away and said they had to hurry back to the party. He left first, and she followed him a minute later.
I looked through the rest, but there were no more like that.
I had pulled the external drive out when the computer beeped, scaring me half to death. After I caught my breath, I saw it was a popup that said a new email had arrived. I knew I could mark it as unread, so I clicked on it.
It was from a FunGirl92, and it said:
Shane,
I enjoyed your cock last night, and I would love to have it again tonight. I’ll have the house to myself until midnight, so let me know if you can make it.
B
So, FunGirl92 was obviously Beth, and she was inviting him over her house for tonight. Interesting. I thought of a way to use this to my advantage, but nothing came to mind.
I went back to my room and masturbated to memories of the videos I had seen, and took a shower. When I came out, Shane was home, and I dressed and went downstairs. He was lying back in the recliner, reading an electronics magazine.
“Hi honey,” he said, looking up from the chair. “How’d you sleep?”
“Good,” I replied, walking to him. When I got to the chair, I kneeled on the corner and leaned my body into the space between him and the edge. I used to do this all the time when I was younger, and we would snuggle together as we watched tv.