Hypothetically, just what if- what if someone were to peek in the window and see what we do to each other? I want them to stay and watch, unable to look away, entranced by the passion we have. Let them have a naughty little memory.
What if I told you I wanted to get caught? What if I said I wouldn't mind one fucking bit if somebody walked past and saw what we were doing to each other? If somebody peeked in that window and saw the things that your body does to me? Oh, and all the ways that we use each other up.
Oh, that sounds fantastic. You deserve to be appreciated. You're so fucking good at what you do, and I want to share that.
At least the visual. I want them to see how well you slide down onto my cock. Oh, I want their cheeks to turn red, and maybe the naughtiest thing they've ever seen.
Oh, fuck. You thrashing on top of me. Oh, your back bent.
My hands on your hips pulling your ass downward. Oh, yeah, just like that. And they can sit there at the window, pretending like they're hiding, taking in the view, the sounds.
Oh, and then running back to a quiet corner to finish themselves off, all the while thinking about what they saw and heard while you and I are still going. Hmm, I wonder if we noticed. I wonder if we'd stop.
Hmm, no. I'd wink at you, flip you over, pull your hair back, and give them the view they want. All of it, you spread wide open for me.
My cock plunging into your little hole. Oh, those groans. Hmm, your entire body shaking.
And all that for an audience. What a performance, pushing your ass back on me. Seems you like being watched, huh? You like knowing that somebody out there is getting their naughty little rocks off, watching me pound the fuck out of you.
Hmm, and hopefully watching you reciprocate. I want them to get the view of you riding me from behind. I want them to see your tight little ass pucker.
Hmm, right before you make it all disappear. Hmm, and swallow up my big thick cock. I wouldn't be surprised if we hear a gasp come from outside the room.
Maybe they'll be surprised at just how much you can take. At just what a good little slut you are for me. How that tight little whore hole just pushes back relentlessly until I'm spilling out all of my seed inside of you.
Hmm, which brings me to my favorite thought. What if they saw me breed you? Oh, to peek in that window during the last crucial seconds when I'm holding you so tight and you can feel me throb.
Filling your aching hole with my seed, with my cum. Oh God, letting you know how good of a breeding whore you're being. You suck all of the cum out of me with your hole.
Hmm, and lucky them. Getting to watch that magical moment when you finally pull yourself off of my cock. And the little wave of cum that was just too much for you to take in, pours out down over your clit.
Hmm, I think they'll stay to watch me lick you, clean you up a little bit. Hmm, just the outside. I'll be using my fingers to make sure that the rest gets pushed in nice and deep.
But they can have their eyeballs pressed against the glass. And you know what? I hope that memory gets them off for a long, long time.
I hope they lay awake at night thinking about watching me breed you. About watching that cum pour out. About seeing your eyes roll back and your mouth drop open with your hair all in my fist, fucking and using you in ways they couldn't ever even dream of.
Not bold enough to breed you. Not in front of an audience at least. But I am and you deserve it.