Look at us. It’s Friday night, and we are both in our pyjamas watching Netflix. A few years ago you would have never seen me like this unless I was sick.
My weekends were a perfect mix of getting drunk and getting laid by random guys. Only to return to my lovely 1-bedroom apartment all by myself.
I had no responsibility. No pressure to be a good companion and certainly no boring vanilla lovemaking sessions. But here I am five years later cuddling up with my fiancé, watching TV and stuffing my face with pizza.
And the worst part is that I’m not even complaining. I secretly like it.
I like that I have someone waiting for me when I come home, I like that I have unlimited cuddles when I’m feeling blobby. And I especially like the fact that I don’t need to make so much effort to get laid now.
All I need to do is to get naked and wink, and I’ll see Jake running towards me with his pants tight around his crotch. But I have to admit that it’s kind of starting to get boring now.
I can’t even remember the last time I wore a sexy pair of stockings or a push-up bra. I’m not even sure when I last sucked him off, or how long its been since we’ve had sex somewhere other than our bed. All I know is that I miss the excitement that came with being single.
I miss the attention and the feeling of being wanted. I miss the adrenaline that I used to get when I would explore someone’s body with my tongue. Trailing down their abdomen until I finally find my treasure.
Ugh, I just wish I can get those feelings back without losing what I have now.
Actually, now that I’m thinking of it I can. A few weeks ago Jake’s friend had offered us his boat, he said we can take it for a couple of days if we wanted to. So maybe I could organise a mini getaway for us. A weekend filled with sex and beautiful beaches; nothing better than that combination.
“Babe do you have anything planned for next weekend?”
“Not really, why?”
“Perfect, keep it free. I have a little surprise for you.”
I spent the next few days thinking about our weekend, how I would parade around the boat naked feeling the sun shining on my bare ass. I thought about all the places that Jake and I could have sex, and about all the sexy lingerie that I would pack. And when we finally made it onto the boat, Jake was just as excited as me.
“Holy Shit babe! This is amazing!”
“So you like it?” I asked
“Of course, I do! It’s perfect. But I think we should take it for a spin and find somewhere a bit more private. I’m starting to get horny looking at you in that bikini.”
I smiled at his attempt to flirt with me, and at that moment, I remembered why I like him so much.
He was always excited to see my body, no matter how many times he’s seen it already, it’s as if he was looking at me for the first time. His eyes scanned every curve and appreciated every roll. He gave me a light kiss on my shoulder, and I went to unhook the ropes as he started the engine.
We rode the boat for a while until we found a cosy bay that looked like a picture from a postcard. Jake anchored the boat and made his way over to me, slapping my ass and grunting in my ear.
“I think I’ve done a great job of finding us the perfect spot. All I want to do now is to untie your bikini and kiss your nipples.”
“I like the sound of that, how about we go inside the cabin?”
And with those words, I turned around and walked inside. I climbed onto the bed, licked my fingers and started rubbing myself.
“I’m waiting for you to join me, I’m getting really horny here.”
But as Jake made his way down to the cabin, something on the walls caught his eye
“That’s strange, I know the guy in the picture. That’s Mark”
“Why would it be strange? It’s his boat babe, he said we can have it for the weekend.”
“Wait! This is Mark’s boat? You rented out Mark’s boat?”
“Well I didn’t rent it, he lent it to us. What’s your problem anyway? I thought you liked the boat.”
“Babe we can’t have sex here, get dressed.”
“Can you just calm down and tell me what’s wrong?”
I noticed that Jake started to look around the cabin as if he was searching for something.
“The thing is babe, Mark has a camera somewhere in here. He told me about it. It’s his thing he likes to watch the footage when he brings girls over here.”
I couldn’t keep myself from laughing, I knew that Mark was a bit of perv, but I didn’t know how much.
“So he just films himself having sex and then sits at home and re-watches the whole thing? Do the girls even know about it?”
“Oh yeah the girls know, I guess some women are into that.”
“And who else has access to these videos?” I asked
“Just him, he doesn’t share them with anyone, but he likes having them.”
I stood up and walked over to Jake. I grabbed the back of his neck and his waist and pulled him in for a kiss. His lips were soft, and his tongue was playful as if he forgot about what he just said.
“I don’t care if he can see us” I whispered, “I actually kind of like the idea of being watched. I want Mark to see us having sex, and I want him to get hard from it too.”
Jake pulled himself away for a moment and looked like he was trying to process the whole thing. But before he could even say anything, I jumped back onto the bed and continued where I left off.
“Come here and make me wet. Show your friend how good you are at pleasuring me, I’m sure he will enjoy it”.
I secretly fancied Mark, and the idea that he could watch me undress and get fucked was turning me on. I actually wished he was watching us right at that minute, rubbing himself as he looked at my curves.
“This has to be one of the craziest ideas you’ve ever had. But if you’re into it… I guess let’s do it. I like having a spectator too, it makes things even more exciting.”
With those words, I pulled Jake onto the bed and climbed on top of him, straddling him with my legs. I started kissing his lips and his neck, grinding his crotch with my hips, and turning myself on a little bit more with every stroke. I wasn’t sure where the camera was placed, but I knew that I wanted to look as hot as possible. I tried my best to arch my back and show the dimples on my hips. I wanted Mark to look at the video and think about how sexy my ass looked as I made my way down to his friend’s cock.
I placed one of my hands at the bottom of Jake’s dick and my lips just over the tip. Then I took it in my mouth and got into a rhythm with my hand. Moving up and down, making sure that no inch of his hard wet dick went untouched. Occasionally, I took it out and licked it. I secretly wanted the camera to see how much I loved the taste of Jake’s cock in my mouth.
“I think you should sit on my face” he mumbled, “Don’t make me cum just yet. Let me have a taste of your pussy too”.
Without wasting any time, I took off my bikini and made my way onto his lips, placing them just under mine.
ake grabbed both of my ass cheeks and made his way around my sweet spot, sucking hard and flicking my clit with his tongue. I raised my hands up and held onto the ceiling to keep myself from falling over.
I knew that my breasts looked better with my hands up. They looked perkier like they just had an instant lift.
I couldn’t stop thinking about Mark, how he might have been at home watching me have sex. The thought that he might be getting hard and rubbing himself for me was turning me on even more. Knowing that I could not only turn on my boyfriend but his friend too.
I made sure to suck in my belly and stick out my ass so that he can get a good look at it. And I think that Jake must have noticed my efforts because he squeezed my ass harder and pushed his tongue inside me. Then he went back to circling my clit with his tongue over and over again.
The fantasies in my head and Jake’s tongue were starting to build up into intense pleasure. I liked the idea of turning on two guys. I wanted the power and the attention that I felt at that moment.
And all of a sudden the build-up turned into a wave of pleasure, like an electric shock travelling through my body. I held onto the ceiling, struggling to stay upright as Jake continued to suck me off lightly.
But as soon as I came back to my senses I wanted more, I wanted Jake to fill me up. So I turned around on all fours, and he followed my lead.
He stood behind me, grabbed my hips and slid his cock into my dripping wet vagina. I bit my lower lip, partly with the pleasure of receiving Jake’s hard member inside of me, and partly because I wanted to look good on the camera.
I was still thinking about Mark, wondering if he was as close to cumming as Jake was. And the more I thought about Mark jerking off, the better Jake’s dick felt as if my pussy was begging for more attention.
It almost felt like a performance. Like I was acting out a scene from a porn video with a viewer appreciating my skills and my beauty.
I could feel Jake starting to tense up, and I knew that it meant he’s about to orgasm, so I pulled myself off of his dick and turned to face him. “Cum on my boobs,” I said as I pushed them together with my hands, “Please let me see you cum on my boobs”.
And with those words, Jake squirted his cum all over my chest and then fell back onto the bed trying to catch his breath. I threw another cheeky smile hoping that the camera could see how satisfied I was, and got up to wipe the cum off my chest.
I was just about to say something when Jake’s phone started to ring.
“Who is it?” I asked.
“It’s Mark” he replied …