The FREE Sex Connection

HE LIKES TO WATCH

"Hi, my name is Eve. I'm 28 and I love sex. I love men. I have a 40 double D chest and I'm attached. No, he's not gay nor bi. He just likes to watch. Have you heard of the Garden of Eden? Do you want to be a participant? Leave a message in box number XXX."

This ad in Phone Contacts caught his attention and he replied: "Hi, Eve, this is Richard. Love your ad. I'm six one, 170 pounds with a flat stomach and tight ass. I'd love to enter your Garden of Eden. You can call me at 555-1234."

She called a few day later, her husky voice sending new tingles down Richard's spine. They got along quite nicely and soon the conversation turned to matters sexual and Richard suggested she inspect the merchandise before committing to an actual encounter. As he was the manager of a store that sells arts and crafts, she could visit the shop pretending to be a potential customer and, if she liked what she saw, carry on to the next step.

"And what might that be?" she asked. "Let's create a code. When you think the timing is right, you say 'please show me your washroom, Richard' and I'd do as you bid." "And what would we do in the washroom?" "How about me masturbating you to orgasm?" Richard ventured. There was a slight pause before she replied. "I like that. Where is your store and what are your hours?" He told her and Eve said she'd be visiting in three or four days time and she'd bring her husband, Adam as well. "I will tell him about our plan. He'll go nuts while we're gone."

The third day was Thursday, usually a slow one as store traffic is concerned. Nevertheless, every time the door opened Richard sort of held his breath thinking "Are these the ones?" No, just a little old lady. At about two, a well dressed couple entered and they could very well be Adam and Eve. He was dressed in a navy blazer and light grey flannels while the blonde wore a white shirt and a navy box pleated skirt to the knees, beige hose and black patent leather heels. She had thrown a navy cardigan over her shoulders with the sleeves covering her chest so Richard couldn't determine the size.

The woman remained at the front of the store inspecting the shelves and displays, while the gentleman approached Richard, who greeted him and offered his services. He told Richard he and his wife had been planning to spend their spare time in some creative endeavour and would this store have something that could be of interest to them? The lady was sauntering closer, standing slightly behind her husband and Richard started his spiel about the various starter kits they could provide. The man did all the talking and although Richard tried to include her in the conversation, he provided all the questions and answers. Richard did notice that she kept looking at him all the time, though, so he put on his most charming behaviour.

After about 10 minutes of discussing the pros and cons of a number of crafts they arrived at the pottery section and Richard pointed out that if they had the space, this would be a quite rewarding hobby. "There is something quite sensuous about slippery wet clay sliding under your palms and fingers while you transform a shapeless clump into a beautiful bowl or vase." "Excuse me," said the woman, "please show me your washroom, Richard." "Of course, Eve," he replied, knowing it had to be her, as he wasn't wearing a name tag.

Richard led the way to the back of the store and down to the basement, through the storage areas to the washrooms. He opened the door, switched on the light and stepped aside to let her enter. As she passed, she said softly: "Please stay. Close the door--from the inside."

Eve walked to the wall next to the toilet, turned and placed her feet about shoulder width apart. She bent to take the hem of her skirt in both hands, slowly raised the curtain to reveal stocking tops, black garters and a partly shaved pussy.

With some difficulty Richard tore his eyes from this erotic vision to Eve's face. There was a trace of a smile on her lips and her brown eyes were dark with lust. Richard quickly covered the short distance separating them, grabbed the cardigan around her shoulders and pulled her close until their lips met in a passionate kiss. Their tongues explored the wet cavities and Eve pressed her body to Richard's.

They broke the clinch after a long moment and Richard let go of Eve's cardigan to let his hands slide down until they cupped her breasts. They were large, more than a handful each, but surprisingly firm. Eve's nipples were just bumps under Richard's stroking thumbs but they soon started to grow and pushed provocatively against the white shirt. With one hand alternating between the now erect nipples, his other hand sought out Eve's exposed sex. She put one foot on the toilet lid to make herself more accessible and Richard's fingertips grazed her lifted nyloned leg from the knee to the cinnamon stocking top, further along the black garter on her warm, naked thigh to the crease between leg and hip. The crease led to the cropped tuft on Eve's mound and then to her vulva which he caressed in small circles. Her labia were already engorged from the building passion and Richard squeezed her whole sex between his fingers, moving them rapidly from side to side. Eve gasped for air and her eyes widened, he knew she felt the caress on her clitoris.

Richard slid his middle finger down the open groove to Eve's wet vagina and it slipped in without effort. Soon he found her G-spot and rubbed it with a finger while his thumb massaged her clit. Eve reached down to feel Richard's stiff cock through his pants and its state and size helped her over the edge. "Oh, I'm coming!" she moaned and her muscles contracted around his finger pressed against her G-spot. When the spasms had subsided, Richard removed his hand and Eve put her arms around his neck and kissed him deeply. "That was one of the absolutely best manual orgasms I have ever had,' she whispered. "Shall I do you now?" "A rain check will do and I want to cash it soon. Better join Adam now."

We returned to the showroom where Adam was waiting. He raised a questioning eyebrow at Eve who only said: "Any time, the sooner the better." Adam turned to Richard and asked "Are you free tonight?" "Sure," he replied. "When and where?"

He wrote down the address and phone number and handed it to Richard saying: "How about eight then?" and Richard promised to be there on the dot.

It was 8:01 when Richard rang their door bell, Adam swinging it wide open. Richard left his jacket in the hall closet and was led to a spacious living room with a panorama window on one wall, a book case with a bar and stereo on the other and a modular sofa in the corner between them. A triangular coffee table separated the sofa from a chaise longue placed with the lower end nearest the table. Adam pushed a button and the curtains closed over the window. "Let's keep it private," he said with a smile and continued "Wine or liquor?" "I'll lick her," Richard quipped, "but I'll drink wine."

"I hope you are talking about me," said Eve who just entered the room. She wore a nearly transparent long sleeved black blouse, an off-white wide skirt to the knee, black hose and heels. Her short blonde hair shone like a halo and diamond studs sparkled in her ears. She was only modestly made up and a radiant smile perfected the picture.

"Eve!" exclaimed Richard and kissed her cheeks. "You look like a million bucks." "Good enough to eat?" she insisted. "That and many other things," he admitted, looking down her blouse where her magnificent breasts swelled over the cups of her bustier leaving the rouged nipples uncovered.

We sat, Eve on the chaise and Richard to her left, while Adam served the wine. After cheers and first sips, Adam said: "Eve told me in graphic detail about your escapade earlier today. I wish I had been a fly on the wall!"

Richard looked at Eve who smiled and suggested: "Perhaps we can replay that scene to get things started tonight. Are you game, Richard?" "Absolutely," he replied. "Are we going to recreate the layout?" "Let's just pretend that the area to your right is the washroom which puts the door here, at the end of the chaise."

The three drank more wine and chatted about their lifestyle, adopted some three years ago to their mutual satisfaction. As Adam explained, "I am a voyeur but, more than that, I need powerful visual stimuli to become aroused. And Eve is an exhibitionist, in moderation, and it arouses her to put on a show. And, best of all, I have a date with the female lead later." "I know exactly what you mean," Richard agreed. "I too become quite excited watching sensuous encounters, be they between a man and a woman or only women."

Adam and Eve exchanged a subtle glance, she sipped from her glass and said "Now, show me your washroom, Richard." "Of course, Eve," he replied standing up. He had been waiting for a cue since they decided to make a replay. "Follow me."

Eve took Richard's outstretched hand and together they moved to the "door" where she repeated her earlier request "Don't leave me -- close the door from the inside." Richard waited where he stood while Eve proceeded to the bookcase and turned to face him and Adam to the right. Again she bent to raise the hem of her skirt with both hands and tucking it in the waistband. With her legs slightly parted she was a vision of pure lust, the black stocking tops and garters framing her half naked pussy.

They repeated the kiss and then Richard held Eve's breasts in his hands but this time he spent more time teasing her nipples as they were covered only by the thin, black nylon of her blouse. He teased them until they were stiff enough to be pinched and Eve moaned as her nipples grew fully erect. She put her left foot on the sofa and Richard put one hand softly on her nyloned knee and slowly moved it along her naked thigh to her sex, making sure Adam could see what was happening.

Richard placed a finger along the length of Eve's hairless cunt and rubbed it in tantalizing circles. Eve moaned again when he applied pressure on her clitoris at the top where the inner labia joined. Sitting down on the sofa, next to Eve's raised foot, he had a direct view of her engorged pussy, the pink lips spread and pearls of moisture seeping from her love nest. His middle finger probed the wet opening gathering lubrication before it slowly penetrated Eve's hot vagina. He soon found her G-spot and with the flat tip of a finger he applied a steady, circular massage to this pleasure point while his thumb did the same on her clitoris.

Before Eve reached the plateau stage, Richard decided to add a new element to the washroom scenario: removing his thumb but keeping up the pressure on the G-spot, he bent forward and replaced the thumb with his tongue. Only the tip touched the still hooded love bud and with the other hand he pulled Eve's labia up and out so that his tongue could make direct contact. Eve pushed the back of his head against her cunt for a more forceful caress and Richard gladly complied. Very soon she started to orgasm and again her muscles squeezed his finger inside her while he kept moving his tongue. A final shudder rippled through Eve's slender body and Richard pulled back.

"Wow!" she exclaimed. "That was even better than the first time. And now I am in a position to return the favour. But first, let me undress you."

She unbuttoned Richard's shirt, pulled it out of his pants and slipped it off his shoulders. Next she undid his pants and let them drop while he kicked off his shoes. Eve sat on the sofa and tugged at his briefs, easing them over his half erect cock. She opened her mouth and let the head of it into the warm, wet cavity. Her tongue licked the glans and Richard was on cloud nine as his erection grew in her mouth. In a disappointingly short moment, however, Eve pulled back, rose from the sofa and announced "Visual stimuli, gentlemen? Allow me to provide some."

Eve pulled her skirt hem from the waistband and let it again cover her front. She undid her cuffs and then the buttons of her blouse but didn't take it off. Instead she undid her skirt and stepped out of it and only then did she let the blouse slide off her shoulders.

Eve was quite a sight to behold with her bare breasts and partly erect pink nipples in a paler areola. A black lace garter belt spanned her narrow waist, the garters and stocking tops emphasising her pleasure centre. Her long legs ended in high heels.

She approached Richard with her blouse in her hand, which she draped over his chest and said: "This is what it feels like to have your nipples teased through nylon." She scraped them with her long finger nails and it was as if there were a direct line from Richard's nipples to his crotch, especially when they stiffened and Eve could pinch them between her nails. She looked down at his now fully erect cock, pressed it down to horizontal with the palm of her hand and let half of it become enveloped between her labia. She slowly rocked back and forth, rubbing her clit against the swollen shaft while Richard's fingers found her nipples.

After a pleasurable while she stepped back to the chaise where she took a half reclining position with her left leg stretched out on it and the right foot still on the floor. This gave Adam and Richard a full view of Eve's naked sex with its parted, swollen labia. She caressed herself between the legs, stroking the labia and then the crack between them before she gave her clitoris a quick rub and put two fingers in her vagina.

"Very soon," she said, "I want your cock in here, Richard, but first I want you to eat me."

Eve pulled both knees to her chest and spread them wide. Her pussy was completely open, like a chucked oyster! Kneeling beside the chaise, Richard lowered his mouth to the inviting target. Only the tip of his tongue made contact with the outer labia where it drew a wet line to the top and then down on the other side where he pushed it in as far as he could. After a few pumping motions, he flattened his tongue against the centre of Eve's tasty groove and moved up to her clitoris and really went to work. He licked in small circles around the nub, gave it some broad strokes from side to side. Eve was grinding her hips and Richard slid a finger inside her to again press on her G-spot for the third time that day.

"Oh, Richard! Do it with your cock instead."

He quickly moved into position, well aware of Adam's watching while he stroked his cock. Eve straightened her legs but kept them wide apart as Richard aimed the tip of his cock at the entrance of her vagina. The head disappeared and Richard pulled it back out again once before slowly pushing his cock all the way inside. Remembering Eve's request, he lifted her legs again, so that the shaft was angled to press against the front of her vagina and started to pull back.

"Help me find it, Eve," he asked and she whispered "A bit more. More. There! Hold still!"

Eve's fingers were busy pulling at her stiff nipples and Richard again used one hand to pull the hood off her clitoris so that he could stroke it with the other. Eve moaned and threw her head from side to side and soon he could feel her orgasm approaching with the familiar contractions, this time around his cock. She stretched out her legs again with one foot on the floor to offer Adam an unobstructed view as Richard started to fuck Eve with slow but deep strokes. Eve's hands found his nipples and she teased them with her nails until they were erect.

"Let me know when your getting close," she asked and Richard nodded. She had superb control of her muscles and contracted them when Richard pulled out and relaxed them as he pushed in. It felt as if he were being milked by a skilful hand and his orgasm started to build. He told Eve who let go of his nipples and said "Stop! Pull out, I have a special finish planned for you."

Richard did as she asked and she rose from the chaise telling him to take her place there. While he did, Eve took off her bustier and let her breasts swing free. Approaching Richard from his left, she said "I want you to come between my breasts." She bent from the waist and, holding it vertical with one hand, let her breasts envelope the still slippery cock. Eve raised and lowered her torso several times before using her hands to press her mounds together for increased friction. Richard's orgasm became imminent and when Eve let the glans peak out and put her mouth over it, he exploded with a groan. She was very still and let him fill her mouth before she looked up and swallowed in two gulps and kissed him.

That was the most sensual taste, their saliva, her salty juices and the earthy aroma of his sperm all mixed together.

Adam returned with towels for a clean-up and they all had another glass of wine. The three of them agreed that the session had been worthy of a repeat performance and later, when Richard was leaving, Eve promised: "We must invite one of my girlfriends and let Adam watch a threesome."