Watching: Erotic Novella

by J. L. Ostle

  “You do enjoy life’s little pleasures.”

  “How come hearing that come out of your mouth sounds dirty?” I tease and he laughs.

  “I know you enjoy pleasure, I experienced first-hand, but you are very intriguing. You savour your first sip, you watched those people downstairs intensely like you could feel every bit they felt. You look out on the balcony that I have looked out of a hundred times and cherish it. Seeing something in a different way than I do.”

  “I can’t help it, it's who I am.” I shrug and he walks closer to me, taking a strand of hair tucking it behind my ear.

  “I like that’s who you are.” He steps back, we both don’t say another word but look to one another. The wind picks up, my hair flowing all around me, I notice his eyes have gotten softer, for reasons I don’t know.

  “What are you two doing out there?” I hear Violet shout, breaking whatever moment Killian and I just shared.

  “We better get in,” I say looking out before heading back inside, Killian right behind me.

  I notice Violet is now in a black see through lace night gown, I can see her erect nipples press against the fabric. Her bare pussy also noticeable. She takes a sip of her drink watching me. I head to the couch taking a seat, holding my glass in both hands. I don’t know what is going to happen now, but my body is burning up with anticipation.

  Killian and Violet stand in front of me, they both look to me then to one another and start to kiss softly. I watch as he holds her neck as they kiss, her hands holding onto his upper arms. His hands then go to her shoulders, gently pushing her down to her knees.

  I watch as she kneels back onto her heels as he slowly unzips his trousers, bringing them down to his feet and stepping out of them, just like me he isn’t wearing any underwear either. I see his thick, smooth hard dick hit his stomach. I have never seen a man’s penis that looks so perfect. It’s not just long, it really is quite thick, for the first time in me watching a couple, I wonder what it would be like inside me.

  The nagging voice that I can slightly hear is telling me that he isn’t mine.

  He is hers.

  I should keep following my own rules.

  Don’t let a guy inside me.

  She takes hold of the base of him, guiding the tip to her mouth as she lays a gentle kiss before licking slowly around the crown, his hands going to the nape of her neck. She licks up and down like a lollipop before taking him into her mouth. From the size of him, he can only fit halfway inside her.

  His head falls back as his fingers grip on tighter. The sound of the motion reaching my ears. With her hand holding the base she starts to rub him up and down, with the same rhythm as her sucking. She starts to speed up, her cheeks hollowing in so she can suck harder.

  She continues until he holds hard onto her head pulling her mouth away from him, his dick once again hitting his stomach. He didn’t come. Just like I saw the dominant downstairs.

  He kneels down so they are eye to eye and she lays back until she is laying down on the black rug. Spreading her legs wide, he glides his hands down her calf to her thighs and back to the calf again. Caressing her.

  Her body arches a little off the floor. He bends down kissing her thigh, kissing the top of her leg to the top of her mound, but never touching where she really needs it. His head turns, looking at me, me watching him as he continues kissing her but never to her aching pussy. Her eyes are closed her head thrown back, her hand's fisting and un-fisting beside her.

  Stopping what he’s doing, he sits up putting his hand out for me to take, and I hesitate for a moment before taking it. He helps me down to the floor sitting on the other side of her.

  “Taste her.” He orders me. His eyes burning into mine.

  I bend my head down, taking my tongue out giving her one little lick, feeling her heat and wetness. I stroke my tongue to her clit and her bottom half jumps. She’s sensitive. I put her clit in my mouth sucking hard and I feel her legs close, using my hands to keep her legs spread open.

  I am so engrossed in what I’m doing, feeling the pleasure of just giving her pleasure, it is making my own pussy ache. I bite a little on her little nub, feeling her legs shaking harder. I am still sucking when I feel masculine hands on my legs, lifting my dress up higher. When I feel his fingers enter inside me, I groan into Violet then she groans in return. The vibration of my sound touching her.

  Feeling his fingers entering and leaving me, my head starts to get cloudy and I am trying hard to keep doing what I’m doing without stopping. Without stopping Violet’s release. I suck on her harder, using all my strength to forget about my own release. I enter my own fingers inside her doing a come here motion, feeling her G-spot when she screams out.

  I stop, pulling away, sitting up a little, almost sitting on Killian’s bent knees as he continues to torture me. I feel his breath against my neck before he bites down, one of his arms holding me in place. I then feel hands on my breast. I open my eyes to see Violet smiling at me. Kneeling in front of me.

  Guiding my hands out of the straps she releases my breast taking one of my nipples into her mouth while she releases the other from its refinement. Feeling two pairs of hands on me is too much. I start grinding myself against Killian’s hand, wanting my own release.

  Violet lets go of my nipple and goes to the other. I put my fingers in her hair, pulling her in closer to me before I scream out my own orgasm. They both stop and move away from me, the heat that I was surrounded with, now gone.

  I lean on my hands getting my breath back. Not believing that for the first time I was the one in the middle. The one solely being pleasured. Hot blood is pumping through my system, adrenaline taking over.

  I quickly crawl to Violet taking her lips with mine in a heated kiss. She pushes me onto the floor straddling my stomach as she continues kissing me and I jump when I feel lips around my own clit. I know it's Killian. He isn’t teasing me like he did Violet. I feel his tongue stroking between my folds, using his finger to spread my juices before entering three fingers inside me once again.

  Violet starts grinding against me. I can feel her warmth from her pussy on me. My dress is now only wrapped around my middle. My pussy and breasts bare to them. Violet continues kissing me as she grinds, not letting either of us take in any more air.

  I dig my fingers into her back, her pussy grinding against me harder. With Killian’s tongue and fingers in me, I can feel my next release coming. Killian pins down my legs hard causing me to groan into Violet's mouth.

  I soon scream out my own release when Killian stops and pulls Violet closer to him as he then starts to go down on her, her face near my own pussy. I lean up to see her smelling me, smelling my release.

  Doesn’t take long until she screams out, Killian leaving her as she pants against the floor. I bring my legs closer to me as I watch them both. Killian sits on one of the couches, taking off his shirt and his body is like a Greek God.

  His eyes are on me, watching me. I look to his cock to Violet and I really want to take him into my mouth, but with that I know I’m not very experienced. It's weird thinking I’m better going down on a girl than a guy.

  Seeing my hesitation Killian takes out his hand for me to take and I crawl to him slowly, his eyes staying on mine. When my hand goes into his, he takes it to his dick, wrapping my hand around him, his hand on top of mine as he guides me to his tip then back down again.

  “How long since you have been with a man? Orally and sexually?” He asks me in a husky voice.

  “A long time,” I whisper.

  “But you are more comfortable with a girl.” I know it isn’t a question.

  “Yes.” We continue to rub up and down him in unison.

  “That makes me even harder knowing your hand, and maybe soon when you’re ready, your mouth and…” He leans forward, closer to me but we don’t stop. “Your sweet tight pussy. Entering my fingers inside you, I can tell how tight you are, how tight you will be when I do enter you.” He leans back. My breath
ing picks up.

  “I think she likes the dirty talk,” Violet says behind me, taking my hair to over my shoulder, kissing my bare neck, her hands gliding up and down my back, pulling my dress down until it falls around my knees.

  “Do you like me talking about what I want to do to you sweet Angel?” He grips our hands tighter. “How the devil is going to fuck you so hard as you get watched? How Violet’s pussy will be above your mouth as I pound into you. As I fuck you until you see stars.” I feel Violet's hand go to my ass, grabbing hold of it.

  “She wants to.” I feel her hand go to my pussy spreading my juices along my folds to my little-puckered hole.

  “I don’t…” I murmur. No one has ever touched me there.

  “I will be gentle,” Violet whispers into my ear when I feel one of her fingers enter me from behind. To the no man’s land, but it must be her pinky as it doesn’t hurt. “I will look after you.” One of her hands goes to my breast as her finger enters slowly in and out of me.

  Killian’s speed picks up, his hand still guiding me. I bend a little forward giving Violet better access, the feeling so foreign but it feels kind of nice. I look up to Killian and his eyes are still on me.

  His eyes are always on me.

  We speed up even faster until his head falls back and come shoots up covering his hand and mine.

  I place my hand that isn’t still on his cock onto his chest gliding it down his stomach, wanting to feel him. I have never touched a man who has a body like this, I bite my lip on how sexy it is. I think I may be getting turned on by his body alone.

  I feel his eyes on me and I am about to pull my hand away when his spare hand stops me. Both our hands are still wrapped around his cock, I notice it’s still hard. He releases my hand that’s on his chest slowly and I feel his chiselled stomach, using my nails to scratch his bumpy abs. I feel his body tense by my touch.

  I scratch harder and hearing his low growl is making me pant that I stop and take my hands off him. I notice that Violet isn’t behind me, I wonder when she stopped. I see her sitting on the couch, her night gown in place. She looks like what we just did didn’t happen, but I can see her hair is a little messed up. I lift up my dress putting it back in place before I stand. I look to them both as I stand in the middle of the room, both of them still seated.

  “Can I use the bathroom please,” I say softly.

  “The left door over there.” Violet points to the door at the far end and I give her a nod before heading that way, before opening the door I look behind me to see them still watching me.

  I walk in, closing the door heading to the mirror looking at my reflection and my hair is everywhere and my face and chest are all flushed. I grab some tissue cleaning myself down there, before washing my hands. I am patting down my hair when there is a knock on the door. I take a deep breath before opening it up.

  I open the door when I feel hands around my neck and lips landing on mine. I am being pushed on the sink cabinet, my legs being spread open, my dress riding up. Killian is kissing me like this is our last. It is some kiss, that I am wrapping my legs around his waist, bringing him closer to me. Feeling his naked back. I open my eyes to see he’s still naked.

  He stops for a moment looking into my eyes before I lean forward kissing him once again. I feel his hands gliding up my dress, lifting it up further, feeling his dick press against me. I moan into his mouth and he grips onto my thighs, his nails digging into me painfully but it makes my pussy flutter with so much want.

  His tip is touching my entrance and I so want him inside me right now, but I am consumed by lust and I don’t want to regret anything so I lay my hands on his chest pushing him until our lips part.

  His forehead pressed against mine. Our breathing coming in fast. My hands are still on his chest and I can’t help but glide it up and down his body causing him to chuckle.

  “You really like my body.” I look into his eyes and they are dancing with humour.

  “I do. I guess I might not feel a body like this again…”

  He interrupts me. “So you are cherishing it.”

  “I guess I am.” He looks between my eyes.

  “How can the more time I listen to you talk, the harder it makes me want you?”

  “Maybe because I am one of a kind,” I say jokingly, my hands still moving over him.

  “One of a kind.” He repeats back. “We better get back out there.” He says but doesn’t move.

  “I guess we do.” I stop my assault and sit back and he steps away from me. Seeing him standing fully naked. I take every inch of him savouring him as I know that when I do get back home, I won’t meet a specimen like him again.

  I walk back into the room unsure what to do now. I can still feel Killian’s lips on me. I notice Violet has changed back into her ball gown and walks over to me taking my hand, smiling sweetly at me and I start to feel a little guilty over the kiss I shared with her boyfriend.

  “We are going to go back to the party. I want to show you the other rooms you haven’t seen yet.” I pause. I definitely don’t want to see someone getting peed on again.

  “Umm, I think I have seen enough rooms.”

  She giggles. “I guess you saw the golden shower room.”

  “Yeah, and I can say for sure that, that sort of thing doesn’t interest me.”

  She leans in towards me. “Don’t worry, I’m not really into that sort of thing either.” I feel a little relieved.

  “But why do you have a room for that?”

  “We can’t help what we like, I don’t want to discriminate those who do. A few wouldn’t like things Killian and I are into. I like the odd whipping and caning and a few out there think it’s a man beating a woman. We all have our own opinions but in my place, I want people to feel accepted. No matter what.”

  “That does make sense. People would find it weird that I prefer watching than actual sex.” I shake my head.

  “This weekend is about everyone following their desires but also seeing desires that they haven’t even known they wanted.” She entwines her fingers with mine. “Let’s go downstairs and have a few more drinks, and see what we have got to offer. Besides the meal starts in an hour.” A meal?

  “I didn’t think we were eating.”

  “I have to make sure I feed my guests. Most people are staying here for the whole weekend and I can’t make them starve, can I?” She giggles.

  “That’s why I have a room.” I think of the room key the receptionist gave me.

  “Yes. Everything you will need is in there.” We start heading to the door.

  “What about Killian?” I look behind me but he isn’t there.

  “He will show up when he’s ready. I promise I won’t bite.” She chuckles. “Unless you like that kind of thing.” She winks at me and we walk back to the elevator heading back down. I feel like I just dreamt what happened.

  The doors open, we walk back in the great hall heading to the bar but this time I am handed a glass of champagne. I thank the bartender and Violet makes a sweep around a few of the guests, saying a hello before we are back in the hallway where the rooms are. The rooms with people’s different kinks.

  “So tell me. What rooms have you been in.” We stand in the middle of the hallway.

  “I have been in the room with the threesome, the St. Andrew’s cross, and the golden shower.”

  “Okay, come with me, let me show you a room that might intrigue you.” She grabs hold of my hand taking me into a room where this time it's two girls, both who look the complete opposite to one another.

  One girl is paled skinned, blonde hair as the other is chocolate skinned with black hair. The blonde girl is sitting on the edge of the bed with the other girl going down on her. Seeing her skin against the girl, it looks more exotic to watch.

  The blonde is leaning back on her hands, her legs shaking. We have arrived where the girl is about to come when she screams out in pleasure ‘stop’. The blacked haired girl pulls back. I notice the blonde di
dn’t come. I wonder why people at this party are stopping their releases.

  When the blonde nods, the black-haired girl goes down on her once again. Putting the blonde’s legs over her shoulders. The blonde is moaning out into the room. I feel Violet's body heat radiate on me as she presses her body against mine.

  The blonde is slashing her head from side to side before she screams out stop again, smiling at the girl giving her pleasure.

  “Why does she keep saying stop?” I whisper to Violet.

  “This is their kink. They like to hold off their releases. They get turned on when the other is on the brink but stops it. It’s just will power, to be close to orgasm but never claiming it.”

  “I don’t think I would be able to do that,” I say honestly. If I know I am going to have an orgasm, I wouldn’t stop it. I will be begging for it.

  “It’s what they like. You see, each time she gets close but stops it, when she does finally come, it will be so intense, so mind-blowing that people say they actually reached Euphoria. I think we can view one more room before we have to go to the dining room.” She takes my hand. Walking out of the room, I look behind me and the girl on the bed is grinding herself against the black-haired’s mouth.

  We enter another room but I notice there is a red X on the door, the other doors didn’t have any kind of markings but this one does. “This room is very intense, hence the X mark. Most people don’t like watching this.”

  “What is it?”

  “Blood play.” Just hearing the word blood, I am thinking twice about entering. “We don’t have to go in this room.” Even though I don’t, a part of me does want to see it.

  “I guess I can have a little peek.” She nods and opens the door.

  I see an Asian skinned woman lying on the bed, her wrists and ankles tied up, her body spread out I see a few cuts on the body. I look to the few who are watching and I notice that Violet and I are the only women here.

  The guy is wearing a white shirt and black pants. His hair styled perfectly. He is holding a knife in his hand, his body lying next to hers. He teases the knife down her stomach until he presses down a little cutting her, seeing the fine trickle of blood escape.