But then again…of course! If I have one attribute I am particularly proud of, it is my total lack of jealousy. As you know by now, I’m a highly sexual being, and yet I a, capable of watching people masturbate, or have sex, and not feel and overwhelming desire to join them. I can exult in the pleasure of others.
It started with the faintest sound….almost inaudible, yet I couldn’t deny I’d heard it. Not quite a moan, not quite a cry, but whatever the sound was, it carried….intent. It could, for all I knew then have been an animal.
On its repetition, however, it was definitely human, and also definitely very pleasurable. It could only be Dani, and it could only be her masturbating. She has become totally relaxed with us. She has naked days as and when she wants them, and she masturbates wherever and whenever the mood takes her. Sometimes I watch, sometimes I don’t. So, she was having a wank…good for her.
But the distinctly male “Fuck, you’re tight,” was very familiar. I’d know The Lovely Chris’s (TLC) voice anywhere. I wasn’t even aware he was here. Oh well…good luck to them.
Honestly, I had every intent to leave them to it but Miss Brain had other ideas. She grabbed the motion controls and had me zone in on the sounds. As I followed them, pausing now and them to listen hard, I found a trail to follow. Trainers, socks, two pairs of jeans…..a pair of boxer shorts, and then a little way further on, a pair of purple bikini panties,. Hmm, now how to describe them. I think ‘wet as fuck’ is accurate. There were a couple of t shirts outside one of the guest bedroom doors.
The doors a heavy oak and sound penetrates but not well. Then again, my sense of hearing is as good as my sense of smell. I can hear a sparrow farting a mile away…against the wind!
Of course I could see nothing whatsoever, but I could hear….and what I could hear was Dani getting laid. Miss Brain immediately rifled through the stored images of Dani, and found some with her on her back, feet near her bum and knees splayed outwards. Oh, what I would have given for one showing her hole stretched wide by the thrusting of TLC’s rigid cock!.
Nonetheless…I had Dani’s Panties, and a surgically precise olfactory system. Smelling her underwear is always such an absolute delight! Her musky scent is layered, it seems to me. Layered in what I can only imagine are states of arousal. There’s her normal, everyday vaginal wetness. Musky, to be sure, but not carrying the highly charged scent of erotic arousal. When her Bartholin’s glands join the party, there’s a distinct change, and with that, her vaginal discharge becomes more evident, thicker, creamier, and you can smell the desire. That tiny hint of pee, present yet almost indistinguishable, well that tops it off for me.
So, I stood outside the door (which, I learned, was not quite shut..it was only being held on the brass draft excluders) while TLC fucked her brains out. As I became more attuned to the situation, it seemed to me that it became a little easier to hear them.
Dani’s “Yes! There. Just like that.”
TLC’s response of “Cum on me. Cum on my cock.”
“Let me get on top. I want to ride you.”
A silent pause while Dani climb on him and her subsequent “Oh fuck that’s deep!”
“If I cum like this, I’ll cum in you womb!”
“Do it, fill me with your spunk….oh do it….make me cum….cum in me…fucking cum in me.”
What? Me? Well, of course I was! I stood outside the door, hand between my legs wanking myself into oblivion smelling her cunt.
Cumming silently takes effort for me…a lot of effort. Still, I managed it, and made sure to drop the panties where I found them.
Later that day.
“We’re out of washing liquid. I’ll pop to the village…be back in about an hour.”
“Take the car”
“No, it’s a lovely day (pause for a secret smile) I’ll walk.”
So she left to get the washing liquid and I settled back to my book.
“You really can be a stupid cunt, can’t you?” Miss Brain’s acerbic comment cut through my consciousness.
“Huh? What?”
“Oh for fucks sake you dumbass….think about it…..washing…laundry….now, just what do you think Dani will be washing.?”
I was downstairs in the laundry room in a heartbeat. Right on the top was her purple panties, this time augmented with a large helping of fresh semen.
By the time she returned, I’d cum five times, swallowed it, pressed it against my sex, and generally had a very delicious time.
Dani returned after her walk and took one look at me. “Been out for a run?”
If only she knew….
…but then, of course she knew!
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