Voyeur

Sydney looked over at AJ. He was sleeping quite deeply. His head tossed back and his lips slightly parted. She figured she should probably go on home. But it was so late that she was too tired to drive.

She knew where all of AJ’s big t-shirts were. So she hopped out of the bed and got a shirt out of his dresser drawer. Then she tipped out of his room and to a room down the hall. She tossed the shirt on the bed and began taking off her shoes.

AJ woke up and looked over to his left. Sydney was gone. Then he heard her moving down the hall. He was curious as to whether she was going to stay the night or not. They had been up all night watching movies and now it was well over 4 in the morning.

He went down to the room where he heard movement and peeked through the door. Sydney was just taking off her socks by then. She sat down on the bed and pulled down her shorts. Then she pulled off her shirt. AJ’s manhood responded of course.

She reached behind her back with one hand and undid her bra. As the straps fell off of her shoulders and her breasts were exposed, he fought every urge in his body to stay in the hallway. Besides, watching was quite arousing to him.

Sydney got up and slid her panties down. Kicking them over to where her shoes and socks were. AJ could feel his penis hardening and pushing toward his sweat pants. He glanced down and caught site of the huge tent it created. Then he went back to spying on Sydney.

She was examining herself in the mirror now. Posing. Looking at her breasts from different viewpoints. Letting her hair down. Bending over. Overall, enjoying her nudity. And AJ just couldn’t take it anymore. He reached down into his pants and wrapped his hand around his length. Rubbing it softly, trying his best to keep from falling over with an orgasm.

Sydney put her shirt on and sat down on the bed. Combing through her hair with her fingers. AJ decided he could better pleasure himself in his room with the sweet thoughts of Sydney naked.

He went back to his room and shut the door. Sydney heard this and got up from the bed. She went down to his room and cracked the door open. If AJ had gotten up, she wanted to let him know that she was going to stay.

The door was only open a hair when she saw AJ on the bed stroking himself with his right hand and cupping his own balls with the left. It had been a long time since she saw him do that. Watching him masturbate was such a turn on. And the fact that he had no idea that she was watching turned her on even more.

She was witnessing him in a raw state of pleasure. When he had pleased himself for her before, it was more to get a reaction from her. Just to see how she enjoyed watching. But now, she saw him pleasing himself and only himself. It was beautiful. Erotic. Titillating. She had no control of her own fingers as they inched toward her clit and rubbed it.

Her other hand reached under the shirt and pinched her nipples. She had to fight back moans by now. And the need to run in and join AJ.

Her knees got weak from the show before her and the stimulation she was giving to herself. Then her legs grew sore from standing in one place so very long. But finally, AJ came. Shooting his load into the air. He grunted with each release. And finally rested after the last.

Sydney was on edge now. And seeing AJ’s cock standing tall even after cumming as hard as he did was amazing to her. She could stand it no longer. She pushed his door open and hobbled in, still weak in the knees. AJ smiled at her, the sweat on his forehead glistening in the soft bedroom light.

“You were watching me weren’t you?” Sydney nodded and pulled his shirt off, flinging it across the room.

“I watched you too... when you were undressing.” Sydney just smiled and got on the bed. She was far to horny for chit chat. She was about to lie on her back and let AJ get on top of her when he stopped her.

“No, stand up.” He demanded. She got back off of the bed and stood straight. AJ got off too and stood behind her.

“Now, bend over. No, better yet, get back on the bed, but on your hands and knees.” Sydney lied his dominating tone of voice. So she did as she was told and waited.

Her slit was open and exposed to him now. He licked his middle finger and slid it inside of her. Hot and very wet. And he prided himself in causing her to get that way. Sydney gripped the sheets as he fingered her slowly. Teasing her beyond belief. He added another finger and made her breathing labored and rough.

“You want it, Syd?” He asked, placing his hand on her ass and bracing her for him. Sydney pushed herself back, an open welcome for entry.

AJ removed his fingers and replaced them with his erection. He put both of his hands on her hips and pulled her back until the folds of her slit reached the base of his dick. Then he pushed her away, making every thrust seem like a re-entry.

AJ felt himself embarking upon another violent explosion. So he pounded Sydney’s hips toward his pelvis faster and with more force. When he knew he was seconds away, he pulled himself out and started to stroke himself again.

“Wait! It’s ok!” She protested. AJ asked no questions. He slipped right back into her. As long as Sydney gave him the ok, he had no reason to worry about mistakes.

AJ started to shoot deep inside of his friend. His grip on her hips was so tight now that it left finger marks on both of her sides. The second he shot his last load, he was lifeless. Sydney had to keep rocking back towards him to finish the job. She was lucky AJ had a knack for staying hard despite the circumstances.

Sydney came no more than a minute later. AJ pulled out of her and collapsed on the bed laughing. She had to laugh too. They screwed around like rabbits. It was too funny! And oddly enough, it was abstract.

They both grew silent for a moment, then AJ leaned over and kissed Sydney on the lips. She could do nothing but kiss him back.

But why??? They never kissed! It was like an unspoken rule! Sex was one thing, but kissing was personal. He kissed her! And she liked it! This couldn’t be! She pulled away and got up from the bed.

“I’m gonna go to bed. That was fun though. Really fun.” She picked up the shirt from the floor and threw it back on. Then she left his room and went down the hall. AJ lie there motionless. He too knew that kissing her was stepping over the line. But he couldn’t help himself. Kevin was right. Feelings were taking over.



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