Voyeur’s Reward

Since the college options in my small hometown were limited, my parents decided to send me to a bigger city to pursue my studies. I was thrilled about the change – I think I really needed it.

They arranged for me to live with my dad’s brother, Uncle Mark, so I packed my bags and left home to continue my education.

When I arrived, everything seemed kind of dull – not what I’d imagined. I ended up staying inside most of the time, watching TV. The house was gorgeous, though – spacious, with a huge backyard that’s where it all started.

I loved sunbathing in the yard. I’d head out in a tiny bikini, slather on some tanning oil, and sip a soda. That’s when I noticed someone watching me – Uncle Mark. He never missed a chance to sneak a peek. At first, I thought he was nuts – his wife, Aunt Lisa, is stunning – but then, with a little mischief on my part, I started to enjoy the attention.

I’d leave the bathroom door cracked when I showered, and just knowing he was there got me going. I’d run my hands over my chest, my hips, lathering up slow, lifting a leg so he could see everything. I’d catch him practically drooling out of the corner of my eye, and I loved it. Later, I let him watch me change in the mornings, and honestly, I never worried about Aunt Lisa catching on.

After all that teasing, I decided to give him a little treat. I set the stage – door ajar, me sprawled naked on the bed. When I sensed him there, the show began. I spread my legs – I’m completely shaved, not a hair on me – and started touching myself like crazy. One finger, then two, I was so turned on. Then I flipped over, got on all fours, and while still working myself with one hand, I wet a finger with the other and slowly slid it into my back door. It felt amazing – I had an incredible orgasm, collapsed exhausted, and passed out.

I kept it up, later with some toys I’d bought online, but it started getting old. One afternoon, while he was spying, I jumped up, flung the door wide, and said, “Come in and help me.” I told him he could assist but not touch me.

I got on all fours, sticking my rear right up to his face, handed him a toy, and said, “Put it in.” He grabbed it and shoved it in fast – it felt so good – and I told him to move it as much as he could. Then I gave him another one for my backside. He went too hard at first, and it hurt, so I turned and said, “Slow down, be gentle.” He eased up, working both toys deep inside me. The one in the back went so far it felt like it hit my core, filling me up. After a while, I had an explosive orgasm – I screamed like wild – then pulled him by the arm to the door, kissed his forehead, said goodbye, and shut it.

Two days later, I let him in again for the same routine. I liked watching him, then I’d kick him out. Eventually, I followed him and saw him head to his bathroom to finish himself off.

The third time, after I’d climaxed, he started for the door, but I said, “Wait.” I tossed a pillow at his feet, knelt on it, unzipped his pants, and pulled him out. He was rock-hard and dripping. I flicked my tongue over the tip, tasting him, then took him deep into my throat, feeling him pulse. I went at it like a maniac, then lifted him up and sucked on his balls, one at a time, still stroking him. I teased the tip with my tongue until he twitched – I knew what was coming. I opened wide, and he shot a thick stream right into my mouth. I swallowed what I could, but there was so much he finished on my face and chest.

When he was done, I cleaned him off with my mouth, stood up, smiled, kissed his forehead again, said he’d earned it, and walked him out.

Sadly, he left for a business trip a few days later, leaving me with Aunt Lisa. She seemed off, so I asked what was wrong. She brushed it off but invited me out with her friends that night. We drank too much, and on the way home, loosened up by the booze, she snapped, “Your uncle’s a pig.” I asked why. She spilled that he’s always pushing her to make dirty videos or have sex with other people – preferably guys – while he watches her go down on them.

She asked what I thought. With a sly grin, I said it didn’t sound so bad – just experiences, right?

Days passed, Uncle Mark came back, and we picked up our games. Then my boyfriend, Jake, called from my hometown, saying he’d visit. I asked my aunt and uncle if he could stay. Uncle Mark wasn’t thrilled, but Aunt Lisa said sure, he could use the guest room. When Jake arrived, I told him everything about Uncle Mark – we’re super open. He laughed and said Aunt Lisa was hot and he’d love a shot with her. I just shoved him playfully.

One afternoon, Jake and I were fooling around in my room when I noticed Uncle Mark watching. I asked Jake if we should invite him in. He said yes without hesitation. I got up, opened the door, and told Uncle Mark to join us.

And that’s how it happened. Suddenly, I was on the bed, switching between two guys while they groped me all over. I climbed on Uncle Mark, riding him hard, while Jake stood in front of me, letting me work him with my mouth. Then they took turns with me from behind. It was wild – Jake lay down, I rode him, sucking Uncle Mark off, then begged Uncle Mark to take me from behind. He got into position and pushed in slow. Double-teamed, I lost it, coming five times. But it got too intense – I was sore everywhere.