Exhibitionism Erotica
"Voyeuristic Pleasures" a sex story by Jake Diamond
A trembling moan escaped Julie's lips as her soft blue eyes looked skyward to the stars. She was doing exactly as Max had told her, "Go to the enclosed phone booth at the corner of Main and Ashland Avenue and wait for my call." She held the cell phone receiver close to her ear and waited for Max's next order. She knew what he'd request next but needed to hear his voice, needed to hear him command her. He was her General, she, his soldier. It had always been this way. Things had not changed. The progression of their relationship was now speeding down a voyeuristic raceway that seemed to have no finish line.
This would be her first public showing. But was it really? she thought to herself as she ran the tip of her left index finger along the tinted glass of the phone booth, her toes pushing at the door, ensuring it had latched.
"Slide your fingers up your thighs, Julie," Max said his voice deep but gentle.
Julie's five-foot-six-inch body slid down the side of the glass until she was seated on the four-by-four foot concrete slab that was the floor of the small structure. It was cold and unforgiving in comfort, and had a stale, musty smell. She spread her legs and moaned again, leaning her head to the side, placing the phone between her ear and shoulder, freeing both hands.
"Julie," Max said.
"Yes?" she replied as her fingertips traveled along the soft, scented skin of her thighs. Max had been there less than an hour ago, and she could still smell the cologne his face had left on her inner thighs.
"I have your panties, Julie. They smell of you my dear."
Julie gasped as her fingers brushed against the small area of pubic hair she had shaven into the shape of a diamond last night. Max liked her private area nicely scented and shaven into a design he would be familiar with.
She thought about the time in Chicago, in the Hancock Tower when Max stopped the elevator between the eighty-ninth and ninetieth floors. Max had moved her to the corner of the elevator and lifted her high enough that her head touched the elevator ceiling. She remembered placing her feet on the wall rails, her legs spread apart, her skirt pushed to her waist. As soon as Max had caught sight of the "target" she had shaven just above her clitoris, he looked up at her wide-eyed, and then proceeded to lick and suck at her moist fruit. Moments later her body convulsed as her orgasm caused her to shake, and then kick her legs out, accidentally starting the elevator. Although Max had lowered her just before the doors opened on the ninetieth floor, her panties lying in the corner were a sign to those getting on the elevator that there was more going up and down than just the elevator.
"Julie, are you still with me?" Max asked.
Julie nodded, her mind so hypnotized by the tantalizing feeling of her slick fingers gently rubbing between her legs that she forgot she was holding a phone.
"Julie," Max began. "Starting with the top, unbutton all the buttons on your blouse."
"Yes, Max," Julie replied.
As Julie moved her hands to the top button, Max immediately chided her, "Leave your right hand between your legs, Julie."
Julie gasped but did as she was told wondering how...how did he know?
As Julie released the last button on her blouse, Max let a small gasp escape from his lips. "Max?" she asked.
"Yes, Julie?"
"Is the zipper of your pants down?"
"Yes, Julie."
Julie smiled.
"Why are you smiling, my dear?" Max asked.
"You're watching me, aren't you Max?"
"Release your bra, Julie."
Julie did as Max asked while at the same time deciding she would have some fun with him as well. "Where are you, Max?"
"The phone booth across the street," he replied
"Max, put your hand around your cock and close your eyes."
Max did as Julie asked.
"Slide your fingers between your slit, Julie. How does it feel?"
"Mmm, Max, it feels so good," Julie said and quickly dressed. "Eyes still closed, Max? I want you thinking about me while I touch myself."
Julie gently opened the phone booth door and then moaned into the phone as she stepped out. It was time to turn the tables on Max. She looked around and seeing no one in sight, she slowly walked across the street to Max's phone booth. She couldn't see through the tinted windows and hoped that he still had his eyes closed.
"Is your hand moving up and down your strong cock, Max?"
"You know it is, Julie."
Julie moved around the phone booth to the closed door. She could barely see him, but could see that his eyes were closed and his cock was definitely in his hand. As she began to reach for the door she heard the clicking of high heel shoes behind her. Julie turned to find a woman approaching. The woman stopped and stared at Julie who covered the phone.
The woman was of average build and looks, with shiny red lipstick that seemed to make her face glow, and deep brown eyes that were seductive and alluring. It was those eyes that gave Julie an idea. Julie held up her index finger to the woman asking her to wait a second.
"Max, I want you," Julie said.
"Come and get me, Julie."
Julie smiled at the woman. She had never been able to do to Max what he always seemed to do to her, but that was about to change.
"Max, I'm on my way over, I don't want you to see me come in. Turn around and I will give you whatever you want."
Max did as she asked, his cock still firmly in the grip of his right hand.
Julie pressed "mute" on the phone and turned toward the woman. She opened her purse and pulled out two one-hundred dollar bills. The woman's eyes widened. "I need a favor," Julie whispered. "My boyfriend is in there with his pants down waiting on me."
The woman looked down at the bills.
"Please...all you have to do is give him a hand-job, I promise."
The woman nodded and laid her purse and coat on the sidewalk.
"I'm coming in, Max, don't turn around."
Max clicked off his phone and shoved it into his pocket just as the door behind him opened.
Julie followed the woman inside; surprised that three people could fit into such a small place, and closed the door behind her. The woman reached around Max and grabbed his cock, its width astonishing her.
"Nice and hard," Julie said.
"It loves your grip, Julie," he said.
Julie leaned in to see the woman's hand around Max's cock, her moist pussy pressing against the woman's round ass.
"Yes, Julie, faster," Max begged.
The woman did as he asked and slid her hand up and down his cock, her hand banging against the glass as she moved over the head of his shaft.
"Nice," Max said and placed a hand against the glass to balance himself.
The woman licked her other hand several times and reached around Max's other side stroking him with both hands, grinding into his ass with her twitching pussy. Then, with a cry louder than any Julie had ever heard, Max's body bucked forward spraying the glass with his glistening cum. Max turned to kiss Julie and came face to face with the woman that had been churning away at his stiff cock.
Julie looked around the other woman, "Hi honey."
Max started to speak but clammed up when the woman squatted in front of him. Julie looked down at the woman and gasped as she slid the length of Max's cock into her mouth. Max shrugged and leaned against the glass, the feel of the woman's mouth around his throbbing shaft weakening his knees.
"I think I can finish that, if you don't mind," Julie said and opened the door for the woman to leave.
Julie closed the door and turned to Max whose stiff rod was still wet and standing at attention. "Did you like that little slut's mouth on you, Max?" She asked.
At a loss for words, Max found himself in an unfamiliar situation; he found that he liked Julie's tone of voice.
Julie raised her skirt. "To your knees, Max."
Max moved to his knees and drove his face into Julie's moist slit. She sighed and pressed her back against the cold glass, her hand instinctively pressing against the back of Max's hair. His tongue was warm and she felt as if every single taste bud on his tongue was massaging her inner walls.
Max looked up briefly to see Julie's eyes closed, her face waning, her teeth nibbling on her lower lip. He lapped at her pussy faster and harder until her body shook from the orgasm that was working its way through her body. Savoring the taste of Julie's warm cream, Max slowly licked the white liquid from her pussy lips, pubic hair, and thighs. He looked up at her and realized their relationship had taken a new turn. He was no longer the Master.
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Copyright February 2006, Jake Diamond
Published with permission from author on OystersandChocolate.com. Copying or reprinting this work in part or in whole without permission is illegal.
Originally published February 2006 - "L'Amour"