Voyeur Chapter 4

For an August night, when the weather should have been better it was in fact still raining heavy. The rain lashing against both windows and doors, even the pavement were soaked, the gutters full of leaves were flooding. Joe was laying there protected from the onslaught of the rain, snoring heavily due to the large amount of alcohol he had consumed, he had passed out, when a large clap of thunder sounded above his head awaken him. Still reeling from the alcohol he sat up and once again picked up his binoculars, looking over to his now favorite place. There was a light on, well just about and it appeared that she had opened up her curtains so it looked like she had decided not to go back to limousine man's after all. He readjusted his binoculars again seeing if he could actually see inside, hoping to get a glimpse of her and he hoped she was a lone. 1

Continuing to scan along he came to her bedroom window, the curtains there were also open and that's when he saw her and his heart stopped, for there in front of him was her and limousine man as he  called him, she was in his arms. It was killing him but he couldn't stop watching no matter how hard he tried.2

Phillip pulled Michelle to wards him, running his fingers through her soft hair, stroking her face and neck while kissing her hot, moist red lips. He moved his hands around the back of her, unzipping her dress, gently easing it off her shoulders, he stepped back and watched it slide down to her feet. Phillip stared at the vision in front of him, she was extremely beautiful, her face tilted back just slightly he could see in it the desire she was feeling.3

She stood there statuesque, her breasts only just held by the bra she had chosen earlier, they seemed to want to escape from it, his gaze continued downwards, passing her flat stomach to the little pants she was wearing, her hold ups showing off the length of her legs, which seemed to go on forever. Philip picked her up and carried her over to the bed, lying her gently done, her hair fanned out behind her head. He removed his tie and unbuttoned is shirt, the dark hairs on his chest appearing to be full of static as they sprung out as he took it off, placing it on the floor.4

He could feel the burning inside of him, the rage that wanted to explode, he wanted Phillip to stop what he was doing, he wanted her, she was his and his alone. Joe wanted to scream at them to stop, but he knew even if he did they wouldn't hear him, they wouldn't hear the pain in his voice, the emotions he was feeling. The salty tears ran down his face as he continued to watch them.5

Phillip was lying next to Michelle, nibbling on her left ear, kissing and teasing it, his hands moving over her soft and sexy body, just glancing above the skin, causing tiny electric shocks to run through her body. His kisses trailing further and further down her body, whilst her own hands were going some exploring of their own from his back to his waistband, she could feel him pulsating through his trousers, the passion between them was overwhelming.6

Phillip slowly pushed himself away from her hands and body. He knelt up and slowly removed her hold ups, placing them on the pillow next to her head. He unclasped her bra which was done up at the front, her breasts falling out, heaving with excitement, her nipples hot and erect waiting to be tasted. He moved lower pulling her pants to one side he plunged his finger into her, feeling her juice run down it. Michelle lay there lost in the feelings, her head spinning. Withdrawing his finger, he placed to his lips tasting her sweetness. Removing her pants he tossed them on to his shirt. Taking the hold ups he tied one around each of her wrists before tying them up above her head to the headboard. He then blindfolded her with his tie, she was helpless to his hunger.7

With the tears continuing down his face Joe could feel the power of his erection against his jeans, the pain of it was unbearable. His hands were shaking so much with the passion and anger he was experiencing with both her and Mr limousine, Phillip. He so much wanted them to stop, he couldn't bear what he was seeing, but he knew that wasn't going to happen.8

Michelle lay there no knowing what was going to be done to her. She gasped as she felt him spread her legs, nuzzling her pubic hairs, moving his tongue towards her open pussy and clitoris, he licked it as it quivered and hardened. Pushing her pussy lips apart he trailed his tongue from front to back and back to front tasting the sweetness of her juices as she bucked towards him. She moaned with the sensations he was causing. Phillip stood back and watched this beauty in front of him, removing his own underwear, his penis glistening with his own juices was rock hard and hurting, his balls ready to burst. Climbing back on to the bed he straddled her face, parting her lips he brushed past her teeth and over her tongue to the back of her throat, she gagged to start with, but then started to suck him, running her tongue up and down his shaft, nipping now and then. As he felt what she was doing he pulled out that special vibrator of hers. Withdrawing out of her mouth for a moment her turned himself around so he was once again facing her pussy. He then reinserted himself into her mouth whilst continuing with his previous assault on her clitoris, with his own tongue. He opened her up and inserted the vibrator into the hotness of her, playing with the speed control until she rode it harder and harder. He could feel the semen inside of him coming to the top, he was going to explode in her mouth if he wasn't careful, the thought of it running down her throat and dribbling out and down her chin. He once again pulled himself out as well as the vibrator and entered her, pushing himself in as far as he could go, he let himself rip, climaxing deep inside of her, he gave her it all. Michelle screamed as she felt him climax and herself orgasm time and time again.9

Joe screamed only his was with the pain of seeing them experiencing the overwhelming passion, sharing such a wonderful sensation. He wanted her, needed her, desired her and hated her with such a force all at the same time. He throw the binoculars across the balcony causing the lenses to shatter with the force. Bearing it no more he went back into his flat, searching for the bottle of Vodka he had there. He opened it and drunk it down, gulp after gulp, the burning to his throat and stomach trying to ease the pain he was feeling. She was his and no-one else had the right to be with her, only him was spinning in this now once again crazy drunken mind.10

They lay there cuddling up in the after glow of their lovemaking, Phillip having untied Michelle from her binds and the tie. Gradually they feel asleep exhausted and satisfied for the moment. The cool air blowing across them as they slept.11