Would anyone like to watch?

I have a confession – I love being watched

I have a second, less shocking, confession – I am a problem solver.  Present me with an issue and my mind immediately wants to solve it.  My Dom and I generally meet in a hotel – due to the distance apart we live.  Yesterday, we were discussing the problem of when hotels will open again

Overnight, my mind set to work on the problem, drafting the advert in my head:

“Bedroom and bathroom required for a day.  Considerable wild sex will take place (likely to include oral, vaginal, and anal penetration; use of toys; spanking and/or caning; use of restraints).  The provider of the room is welcome to watch (note: watch, not join in) throughout and may make suggestions of what they would like to see.  Some private time will be required for cuddles.  Rooms must be spotlessly clean with fresh bedding.  A fee will be paid to allow for cleaning up afterwards”

The idea of a stranger watching my Dom use me is incredibly arousing

I remember many years ago having a lover who would whisper in my ear about the idea of someone watching us as we had sex.  This felt like such a naught idea and it felt wonderful to hear

One night he and I had stayed in a swanky Paris hotel.  We were enjoying some play the following morning including a rather intense teasing session.  I was naked on the bed, wearing only a blindfold.  My hands were tied about my head to the bedrail and he had slipped a slim vibrator inside me.  The buzzing toy was stimulating me as he teased my breasts and clit, bringing me to the verge of orgasm, but preventing me from actually climaxing.  I was incredibly wound up and needy

Then there was a knock on the door and a male voice announcing, “Room Service”.  We froze – too much champagne the night before and we had clearly forgotten we had ordered breakfast in the room

My lover hopped up and pulled the corner of the sheet just over my sex, but leaving me otherwise bound and naked, and with the toy audibly buzzing inside me.  I panicked but could not utter a word.  I assumed he would just take the tray at the door.  I could hear the rustle as he pulled a towel or some clothing around him

He opened the door

I trembled, hoping the waiter would not glimpse me as he handed over the tray

I heard his words “Yes, please do bring it in”

A jolt of fear and a jolt of utter lust shot through me

The footsteps pounded loudly in my ears as he walked across the room and set down the tray

I hid my shame behind the blindfold.  The naughtiness of our play very clear, my naked breasts and legs on display, the buzzing sound audible from between my thighs

I wanted to weep as they discussed whether we required the coffee served for us

My heart was pounding, and my body was burning with arousal

Finally, I heard “Thank you, Sir” and the door closed behind the waiter

My lover’s fingers moved to my clit and I screamed, an incredibly powerful orgasm ripped through me.  I came over and over until I almost sobbed with the intensity

He lifted my blindfold.  “I knew you would enjoy that” he smiled “and the waiter certainly enjoyed the view”

Maybe that was my first inkling that I like being watched!

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More recently, I was fooling around on a sex chat site.  I saw a message appear for the group from one of the guys (I will call him Fred for the purpose of the story)

Fred: Any girl want to masturbate on cam and let me watch?

I spluttered into my coffee with laughter

Clearly, he was Mr. Unrealistically Hopeful

I couldn’t help but reply

Katie: Lol, have you ever had a yes to that message?

Fred: Umm, well no not really

I giggled to myself as I thought about the unlikelihood of someone saying yes.  I felt my nipples start to harden

I thought about the idea of some girl just saying yes to that request from a stranger.  I felt the tell-tale clench inside my pussy

Katie: What exactly do you want to see?

Fred: Honestly, whatever she is comfortable sharing

My clit started to throb needily.  I slid one hand inside my knickers, my pussy smooth and very recently waxed.  The idea seemed so intoxicatingly naughty

Katie: Okay, no face, but you can watch as I play with myself

Fred: That sounds awesome.  I don’t want to speak, I just want to watch

The use of the word awesome almost made me change my mind, but I was too excited now, pumped on the adrenaline of what I was agreeing to do

We agreed the video method and other uninteresting details which I will spare you from

I sat down on the floor and spread my legs wide, my favourite toys within easy reach.  I positioned my phone, propped up, between my legs

I took a deep breath and I pressed the button to accept the video call

His camera was blank but I knew he was there and I could see the view he had – my exposed pussy on screen for him.  I felt terrified and amazingly turned on

I parted my sex lips and started to gently rub touch myself

I dipped my fingers into my opening and smeared the silky juices over my clit

I took a vibrator and started to massage that sensitive nub

He didn’t say anything but I could hear his breathing getting faster, heavier

I took my dildo and pressed it against my opening

I moaned, I was so wet and needy, I felt such a slut

I pushed the thick toy into myself

The sound of his hand working his flesh was audible

I started to work it in and out of myself

I bucked my hips in time, taking the toy deep

I ground my clit against the vibe

His grunt was raw and animalistic.  I could picture the mess in his hand

I came, a delicious sweet orgasm, combining the joy and embarrassment of being watched

It was a wonderful introduction and Fred was very complementary afterwards.  But I wanted more

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More is definitely what I now have with my Dom.  We generally video call when I want to masturbate.  (Assuming he is free – I like to masturbate a lot and he does have other things to also do with his day!)

He is very much in control and I love the thrill of him instructing me.  He tells me which toy to use; whether to tease with it or use it more intensely; he decides when I am allowed to orgasm and how many orgasms I will have.  He encourages me to do the things I enjoy, clit play, clit play and more clit play.  And makes me do the things I don’t like, like licking clean my dildo once it is covered in my juices

All the while, he is watching me – and that heightens everything for me

But we also both like the idea of another man watching as he uses me.  This led back to Fred again!

Katie:  Hi Fred.  I know you enjoyed watching me before.  I wondered if you would like to see me actually getting used and filled with cock?

(Yes, it did make me cringe writing that.  Yes, I did delete and re-write it repeatedly.  Yes, I did eventually hit the send button)

Fred: Smiley face

I was not sure if the smiley was better or worse than the word awesome, but….

Again, some logistical bits were shared, and we were ready to video call again

I lay on the bed and my Dom held the phone.  He moved it around to ensure Fred got a good view of my breasts and then of my pussy.  Fred still did not wish to speak, but typed responses

Fred was very charming about what he had seen, but also requested I move position so he could get a better view of my arse.  Obviously, we obliged

My Dom then decided it was really about time he started using me and reminding me of my purpose.  He put a mask on me (a sexier version of the sort of thing you might wear to rob a bank!) ad told me to get on my knees.  He positioned the phone, and growled “Open wide, Little One”

I obediently opened my mouth and felt his hand grab hold of my hair.  Being watched was clearly a turn on for him as well.  He thrust deep into my willing mouth, his hand controlling me head.  This was no gentle cock sucking session, I was clearly going to be well and truly face fucked.  “Say Ahhhh, Little One” – I did so, opening my throat for him.  He thrust in again, deeper and more powerfully.  I gagged as he pushed into my throat.  He pulled at my hair, working my mouth up and down his thick shaft.  Slobber drooled from my mouth.  Tears moistened my cheeks.  My arousal levels were off the scale – him using me so powerfully, the sound of Fred groaning in the background, the knowledge that he was watching me getting used

A message pinged up on the screen and my Dom paused.  He read it and smirked.  “Okay Fred” he said conspiratorially

He pulled me off his cock, but kept his hand in my hair, dragging me back onto the bed and positioning me on all fours.  “Apparently Fred wants to see your little arsehole get stretched” he laughed.  I whimpered

(By the end of the session it had become clear, Fred has something of an anal fetish.  In future I will always check these things in advance, because it meant my poor arsehole got very well used that day and I was sent home very sore)

My Dom played to the camera.  “Lucky she is such a good slut, Fred and likes cock in all her holes”

He pulled my arse cheeks apart, giving Fred a perfect view of my tight hole.  I felt the thick head of his cock press against it

I used my best little girl voice. “Gently please Daddy, you know I find you so big in there”

He slapped my arse cheek hard.  “Good try, Little One”

I felt him press harder, pushing against my opening, the head of his cock starting to open me up

An audible groan came from the phone

My arousal flamed

He pushed harder in to me

I yelped as his cock stretched me

More groans, pushing and yelps followed, and he was fully inside my tight arsehole

I felt wonderfully full

I felt wonderfully naughty having another man watch my arse get filled with cock

My Dom’s hand stayed in my hair, pulling at it, forcing me to arch my back as he started to pump in and out of me

I felt a complete slut and I loved it

A message pinged up on the screen.  My Dom stopped.  With his cock buried deep inside me he showed me the phone screen.  I moaned and felt my cheeks flush with humiliation

Fred: Pull out and show me how her arsehole gapes from your cock

And the humiliation flamed my arousal further as my Dom showed Fred exactly what he had asked for

As he held the phone with a view of my arsehole and pussy, the fingers of his other hand found my clit and he whispered “Good Girl”

My orgasm was immediate and incredibly intense.  I squirted hard, soaking my Dom’s hand.  My mind filled with Fred’s grunts as he watched my arsehole gaping from cock and my pussy squirt my juices

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But there is a but to this story (and not just my well used butt thanks to Fred and his fetish!)

I only wanted to be watched by someone who wants to watch – which may sound obvious.  But the idea of a quickie in the woods with the risk of a granny and her dog walking round the corner at any moment does not really do it for me

And my Dom uses this to his advantage.  Punishments for bad behaviour may include standing for a set period of time – like standing in the corner – but against the window, either standing with my breasts against the glass or bent over with my arse and sex against it

He also has a penchant for fucking me in front of the window (and the mirror, but that is a different story).  He particularly likes to pull my hair, forcing me to look up and out of the window.  He will point out the people who will see us if they look up

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And hence I now find myself writing adverts for a room that comes with a willing voyeur

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