Guess Whos Watching You

by Mary Suzanne

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  Guess Who’s Watching You?

  © 2009 Mary Suzanne

  ISBN 978-1-934446-57-7

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  Guess Who’s

  Watching You?

  Mary Suzanne

  One

  “Cheer up, Kacee, it isn’t like we’re really doing the sex act for everyone to see. The simulation is the perfect way to bring in a bunch of voyeurs out for a cheap thrill. The more that show up, the more money we’ll make. I call that an easy way to make a fast buck.” Sam Walters’s dark eyes narrowed as he lifted an equally dark eyebrow, glancing at his two partners.

  “Sam’s right, Kacee,” Rafe spoke up. “As long as we keep up the entertainment and bring in the crowd, the green stuff will roll in faster.” Rafe stood in front of the mirror combing his dark hair while his green gaze made a quick survey of his tight body suit hugging him like a second skin. Anyone looking could see his cock protruding like a lump from the elastic material. “I’ve been to so many auditions in the last six months, my head’s beginning to swim over the thought that a booking agent will never call me for a part.”

  Kacee sighed heavily and rolled her blue eyes. She had a build that would knock guys’ eyes out and her smooth features were on par with her bodily parts. “You’re both right, but I didn’t travel all the way from Chicago to New York to wind up giving a mock up of sex to a bunch of voyeurs in a rat-hole, off-Broadway, w-a-y off-Broadway theatre. I expected to find something at one of the established off-Broadway theaters that I could sink my teeth in. This isn’t acting. I know-I know,” she held up her hand, “I should look on the bright side; at least I have a job.” But, the only acting job she could find was the act of simulating sex with Sam and Rafe, two guys she’d met at several auditions after her arrival in New York. When they’d first mentioned the idea to her about performing the fake sex scenes, she couldn’t begin to grasp the idea and refused. But, after receiving so many rejections at the different auditions, she didn’t have a choice-if she wanted to pay the rent and put food on the table. Fucking or food-is that my choice? But hearing the amount of money they could make had her changing her mind.

  Rafe and Sam were handsome dudes, with bodies to match. Sometimes, after a performance, she’d return home remembering every part that had rubbed so sensuously against hers that night. She’d have to take a cool shower before she could settle down for the night.

  Her private thoughts focused on what it would feel like to remove those elastic body suits and follow up with the real thing. From the start, she had a thing for Sam, with his chiseled dark profile and a body that made her mind scream in want. Sam was overly endowed as everyone could see through the almost transparent suit he wore nightly.

  She brought her thoughts back to the present, listening for the announcer out front to introduce their act to the packed house. From the sound of the voices coming from the audience, she couldn’t tell whether they were a rowdy group, or were ready for a night of entertainment. But, this group did sound enthusiastic.

  As Kacee flicked the brush through her brunette hair one last time, she caught the outline of Mac the stagehand standing in the doorway. He motioned to the three that it was time to go on. Kacee gritted her teeth and placed the brush on the dressing table before standing. Showtime!

  She glanced at Sam and Rafe, “Everyone ready to get it on?”

  “I’m more than ready to feel that delicious body of yours rubbing against me,” Rafe tried to sound teasing, but she detected a thread of seriousness in his tone as he pushed his muscled length against hers and smiled broadly, licking his lips. “One of these days, we’re going to have to try this without the clothing.” He winked broadly at her as he patted her rear end.

  “You wish,” she answered in a joking tone. So, Rafe had the same thoughts that I had earlier. He wanted to experience a threesome, gratifying their sexual needs, outside of the workplace. She silently wondered if Sam’s thoughts ran along the same lines. Giving him a coveted look, she saw that he was watching her with desire filling his dark eyes. There was definitely the look of interest in his gaze that told her he was thinking about the same thing. Sam made her heartbeat trip, and had since she’d met him months ago. So far, he hadn’t tried to make contact with her outside coming to the theater for their nightly act.

  As they walked onto the lighted stage, the only furnishing was a double bed and gauzy curtains hanging in the background and swaying in the breeze from the overhead fans. The props weren’t exactly glamorous, but served the purpose. A line from Hamlet ran through her head, ‘The play’s the thing’.

  Kacee didn’t look at the audience as she sprawled across the bed and watched Sam and Rafe crawl in behind her. She made herself ready by spreading her legs and allowing Sam to mount her. She began moving back and forth as if he were fucking her without having his cock penetrate her. Kacee felt how his hard penis pushed for release from the elastic bodysuit. His hard-on proved he was thinking about actual penetration into her silky folds. As he continued to ride her, she felt Rafe taking her face between his fingers and moving her mouth toward his crotch area as he knelt on his knees next to her on the bed. The act carried all the connotations of having penetrative and oral sex, and the audience ate it up with rounds of clapping and cheering for more. They wanted to witness the real thing and called out requests in their excitement, but they knew the imitation sex would have to satisfy their prurient interests.

  Rafe slowly slid down Kacee, using his tongue to lick away at her body in his quest to reach that hidden zone of delight between her legs. When he finished his journey, his mouth slowly caressed her mound and she felt the electricity racing through her at the subtle, yet faux, contact. Just his slight caress brought a rush of excitement racing through her.

  Once he finished his make believe act of eating her clitoris, he raised his head in time to find Sam pushing his cock into his face. The sight was a real turn on for the audience. One man giving head to another was the picture Sam presented to the audience. This was the first time either man had tried this in their performance, and it looked as if everyone loved the extra titillation. The applause erupted to almost deafening proportions. This was the first time Kacee had ever heard such an outburst from the crowd. Sam had zeroed in on a real crowd pleaser.

  After a half hour of slithering across the bed in different positions, the curtain finally dropped in place ending the performance. Kacee, Sam and Rafe stood and made their way to stage front to stand in front of the cheering crowd. Taking several bows, Kacee led the way off the stage to the small dressing room they’d left a short time before.

  “I’m glad that’s over,” she sighed heavily.

  “You did such a good job, you had me turned on tonight,” Sam murmured as he walked behind the screen to change into his street clothes.

  “Same here,” Rafe agreed.

  “Thank you both, but I think Sam’s little inventive scene was the real winner tonight,” Kacee laughed lightly, still feeling the pulsating reaction in her clitoris from the at
tention Rafe had paid it on stage.

  “Yeah, that was a good idea, Sam,” Rafe laughed softly, reaching down to rub his cock lightly.

  “If you’re not in any hurry, how about you and Kacee stopping by my place for a drink tonight?” Sam asked, his voice muffled as he pulled his shirt over his head.

  “Sounds all right to me,” Rafe accepted his offer, “how about you, Kacee?”

  “Sure, why not?” She felt wired from the performance, so maybe a drink or two might settle her down. In the back of her mind, there was always the thought that Sam might have something else in mind after the drinks.

  Two

  When they arrived at Sam’s place, he led the way into an attractive furnished apartment. No walls divided the loft making it easy to recognize the kitchen, living room and bedroom. As soon as the entered, Kacee claimed a place on the long couch, with Rafe following her.

  “Do you need any help?” Kacee asked as her gaze drifted to where Sam stood by the bar pouring out three glasses of amber liquid over ice cubes.

  “No, just relax; I’ll be right with you,” Sam juggled the glasses to where they sat.

  “What is this?” Kacee asked, smelling the strong aroma tickling her nostrils.

  “Some of my better Scotch, Glenfiddich, eighteen years old,” Sam told her. “Only the best for my friends.”

  Kacee took a long swallow and almost chocked on the fiery liquid as it ran down her throat. She didn’t waste any time in finishing the drink once she caught her breath.

  “Give me your glasses and I’ll get you another,” Sam said, reaching for the empties.

  By the time Kacee swallowed the second drink, she felt giddy inside. She hadn’t eaten anything that evening and now the effects of the drink filled her. She glanced up to find both Sam and Rafe watching her; hungry looks filled their eyes.

  “You want me, don’t you?” The alcohol had loosened her tongue; without the two strong drinks, she’d never have uttered those words.

  “I’ve wanted you for a long time,” Sam murmured, unzipping his jeans and letting them drop to the floor. He stepped out of them, wearing only a pair of tight briefs that outlined his swelling rod. “Am I going to be the only one that undresses? Come on, you two.”

  “I’m with you,” Kacee said, glancing sideways and noticing Rafe following Sam’s lead, his jeans falling to the floor leaving him butt naked.

  Her gaze didn’t waver, taking in the huge cock dangling away from Rafe’s muscular body. Desire swelled in her to taste the long length. Maybe it was the alcohol, she wasn’t sure, but she’d been hungering after the two men since starting the act with them some months ago.

  Without giving it a second thought, Kacee slowly slid from the couch and onto her knees in front of Rafe. His warm cock entered her mouth as Rafe took up a prone position on the floor, laying flat on his back. She positioned herself between his legs on the thick carpeting and stretched out to lie on her stomach.

  Slowly, she felt hands working to remove her clothing. She rose off the floor to help Sam in his quest to undress her. Kacee was now laying with her head between Rafe’s legs and his cock stuffed down her throat. A euphoric sensation raced through her knowing they were doing the actual thing, and not playacting in the flesh-colored bodysuits they wore on stage. She loved the taste of his smooth cock swelling even rounder as she worshipped it with her soft lips. Suddenly, she felt a tongue probing her warmth and moving to slide into her waiting cavity. Her silky folds dripped with juice in her excited state. When Sam slipped his tongue between her butt cheeks and into her small puckered opening, she pushed her hips higher to accommodate him.

  Sam moved to her clitoris again, making a hungry meal out of the raised flesh. Kacee couldn’t hold still and felt her legs twitching uncontrollably in rapturous pleasure. When she could stand it no longer, she removed her mouth from Rafe’s cock and begged Sam, “Suck me hard.” The ragged tone of her voice filled the space around them, and he didn’t let her down, delivering a climactic eruption that consumed her.

  Kacee sucked Rafe faster and harder. He reached down, held her head in place, and began pumping deep into her throat. It didn’t take long for Rafe to fill her mouth with his hot seed. He held her tightly on his hard cock until every drop filled her throat.

  By this time, Sam had moved from between her legs and mounted her from behind, sinking himself into her dripping pussy.

  Kacee raised her hips to make sure she didn’t miss an inch. She matched Sam’s rhythmic strokes reveling in the pleasure he was giving her.

  Rafe sat up, mesmerized by Kacee and Sam’s frantic fuck. A look of desire filled his eyes again even though he’d just had an earth shattering blow job. He waited impatiently for Sam to finish fucking Kacee’s sweet pussy so that he could have a turn. But his hard rod wouldn’t stay down and he felt it rising in anticipation for his turn.

  Soon, Sam jerked forward, a look of bliss shining on his face as he filled her deep channel with his hot cum. He leaned forward and kissed the back of her neck before slumping to her side, exhausted, but sated.

  Rafe moved toward Kacee and pushed her legs apart. She watched him with half closed eyelids wondering what he intended doing. He crawled between her thighs and pressed his head firmly into her pussy. His tongue darted out and snaked into her heated vagina collecting the cum that Sam had deposited seconds earlier. He suckled the clit into his mouth, running his tongue over it, making her thrash wildly.

  She wrapped her legs around his shoulders keeping his mouth in place. She’d never felt such stimulating arousal and savored the euphoric sensation. Before long, she felt the climax racing through her and shuddered at the intensity. For several seconds after, her body continued to shake.

  Rafe wasn’t finished with her yet. He eased up toward her waiting pussy and introduced his throbbing length into her hot wet crevice.

  By this time, Sam was hard again and wanted in on the action. He knelt alongside of her and reached for her mouth, planting himself between her smooth lips, rocking back and forth.

  Suddenly, Sam withdrew his cock and turned to Rafe. Rafe was pumping away into Kacee’s deep cavity with a sublime look on his face. On impulse, Sam pushed his penis into Rafe’s mouth, burying it deep into the other man’s throat.

  Sam’s features held the look urgency as he pumped harder wanting a release. It didn’t take him long to unload into Rafe’s mouth and pull back in a satisfied heap on the floor.

  This didn’t stop the intimacy between Kacee and Rafe. He slowed a bit, wanting her to enjoy every second of his lovemaking, but eventually, he couldn’t hold off any longer. He shot his load into Kacee’s vagina and he slumped to the floor, joining Sam.

  “Oh, wow, you guys sure know how to fuck a woman,” her voice was hoarse, laced with tones of satisfaction over what she’d just experienced at the hands of her fellow coworkers.

  “I can say the same for you,” Sam volunteered, his eyes drooping in exhaustion.

  “Well, you know how I feel,” Rafe chimed in.

  “I’ve got another idea,” Sam said, sitting into an upright position. “I’ll race you to the shower. Whoever gets there last has to wash the other two down.”

  Kacee sprinted across the room and was the first to make it to the tub with a shower curtain circling the porcelain area. Sam came in second and Rafe was the last to climb into the cramped space.

  “Sit back and enjoy the ride, Kacee,” Sam chuckled, filling the loft with the sound. “Rafe is our slave tonight.”

  Kacee’s laugh rang out as Sam flicked on the spray from the shower.

  Three

  The following day, Kacee awoke in her own apartment, thoughts of the night before playing through her head. She pictured Sam and Rafe’s bodies’ au natural. There wasn’t an elastic suit to act as a hindrance last night and she relished the idea of a next time with the two men.

  After shopping at the local store, Kacee was surprised to see Sam on her doorstep waiting for her when she returned. �
�What’s up?” She removed her key from her handbag, glancing sideways at him.

  “I thought I’d return these to you,” he laughed, handing her a pair of bikini panties. “You left them at my place last night.”

  “Thanks, Sam, I guess I forgot them in all the wonderful excitement you guys provided,” she laughed as she shoved the silky material in her handbag. “Do you want to come in for coffee?” She wanted him to come in to find out if she could entice him into another romp in the hay with her.

  “I’d love to, but I’ve got an audition.”

  Oh, well, maybe next time. “What’s the audition for?” She turned to face him on the threshold.

  “It’s a musical. It isn’t what I usually audition for, but I’ll take anything that will give me a little recognition.”

  “Good luck, Sam,” she murmured, squeezing his hand reassuringly. Silent thoughts filled her head about dragging him into her apartment, but she knew he couldn’t skip the audition.

  “Thanks, honey, but if I do get the part, I’ll sure miss our little sessions on stage.” A smile lined his lips.

  “Who says they have to always happen on stage?” Kacee’s eyes narrowed and her lips curled into a devious smile.

  “I’m all for that idea,” he reached across and brushed her lips with a light kiss.

  Maybe there was more to what she felt for Sam than she first thought. He sounded as if he might be interested in her and didn’t want their relationship to end.

  “Are you going to finish the audition in time to meet us at the theater tonight?”

  “Yeah, I wouldn’t miss it for the world,” he grinned at her. “I look forward to rubbing my body against yours.”

  “I hope our director feels the same way and we have a long run-at least until something more legitimate comes along.”

  “How could a valuable threesome like us lose our jobs?” he smiled over the exaggerated praise he heaped over their group.