Well, it seems like you guys prefers to review these short stories from the online site as recommended by one of the viewers here. Therefore, I think I adding pics and videos for the genuine readers is useless now....
It seems reading online with own imagination is better than I provide you with more visual effects for more simulation is total waste of my time right?
If this is the case.,.. let me finish ending the story as below
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I had been in my new place for a couple of months when fate conspired to change my situation again. On a back to back Friday and Saturday night I learned more about Trish than in the previous 3 months combined. And it was all good as far as I was concerned. First, on Friday, Julie invited herself to join our usual dancing night out. Her husband had taken the kids to visit his parents and she had the weekend to herself. A girls-night-out was what she decided she needed.
We had fun dancing, but since she was married she was definitely a stick in the mud when it came to bringing home a couple of studs to keep Trish and I company for the night. I could tell Trish was pretty mad about it, but I convinced her that it was only for one night and she always had Saturday. We ended up back at Trish's place early killing a couple bottles of wine while Julie in her drunken haze told us about all her marital problems. It was obvious she was too drunk to drive have consumed more than half the wine herself. Trish offered her the spare bedroom and Julie thanked her saying she was a true friend. I watched as Julie staggered up the stairs and began moving toward the door when Trish grabbed my arm.
"I'm going to teach her a lesson about ruining my evening. I'm going to spank her innocent housewife ass and then make her eat me until I can't cum anymore. Want to help? I'll make sure she gets you off too," she said.
I was shocked to say the least. I pulled my arm away.
"You're drunk too Trish. Just leave her be. You can go one night without cock."
Usually I wasn't so crude, but the wine was talking. Anyway I didn't seem to offend Trish in the least. She just said "Suit yourself. Coffee about 11 tomorrow?"
I agreed and took the short walk back to my townhome. I went straight to my bedroom and took off my clothes getting ready for bed. I pulled my favorite vibrator out of my nightstand, my pre-sleep masturbation session ready to begin.
I started fondling my nipples to get my juices flowing. As I put my vibe across my labia my usual fantasies began to fill me head. But then I had a new vision, one where Julie was across Trish's lap and she was being spanked. I figured Trish had been kidding, but my mind was thinking maybe she really was mad at Julie. Then I remembered Julie was heading to the guest bedroom. Maybe I could actually hear if something was going on in there.
I turned off my vibe and headed into my den. I sat on the floor and put my head against the common wall. I thought I could hear a woman weeping. Could it be that Trish had already spanked her? I left her less than 10 minutes ago.
Did I already miss it?
No, Julie must be crying about her home life, I decided.
Then I heard a stern voice, definitely Trish's, tell her to stop being a baby and get on her knees.
No, I must have not heard correctly. But the crying stopped.
I needed to hear more clearly so I went to the bathroom and grabbed a glass. I didn't know if it was an urban legend that holding a glass to the wall would let you hear better or not but I figured it was worth a try. I was not disappointed.
I don't know how Trish did it, but when I put the glass against the wall I could clearly hear the sound of a woman moaning and I doubted it was Julie receiving the pleasure.
My own pussy flooded as I imagined Julie on her knees with her face plastered against Trish's golden pussy as Trish stood towering above her. My brain was on overload as I pictured every bondage fantasy I ever had being played out in the room next door.
Trish didn't give any commands that I could hear like I imagined a stern mistress would do, but my body didn't really care. This time I had faces to go with my dom/sub fantasies and I began fucking myself hard with the vibrator. I could hear Trish getting close to orgasm and I wanted to cum with her. I'm sure I made a nasty display of myself sitting on the floor with my vibe buried in my pussy. I tried not to make any noise lest Trish and Julie would hear me masturbating to their hook-up.
I don't know if I was successful at that, but I did climax right after Trish and it was a great squirty cum. I stayed sitting on the floor leaning against the wall with my chest heaving as I tried to catch my breath. It took me a while to recover, but finally I put the glass back to the wall to hear what happened next.
The moaning of a woman in pleasure was evident again. At first I thought Trish was returning the favor to Julie. But then I heard her cry out "Oh I love your slut tongue" and the voice was definitely Trish. I continued listening. I couldn't help myself.
My clit was still pulsing from my last orgasm and I managed not to play with myself again even as I listened to Trish cum two more times. Afterwards she told Julie to go to sleep. I heard a metallic sound although I didn't know what it was and then I heard Trish say "that will keep your hands secure. I don't want you being tempted to play with yourself tonight. If I feel generous I may let you cum in the morning. Or maybe I'll send you next door and let Summer sample your talents."
Almost immediately Julie's voice responded, "Please no. I'll go crazy. Let me cum and I'll do anything you want."
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