Day 1: Someone’s Watching - Sex Stories

Day 1: Someone’s Watching

... women and six other men. When push came to shove, the women chose to pair off straight away meaning the men had to pair off too. While the women were comfortable enough in their own skins to share a bed without any barriers the men formed walls of clothes and pillows to prevent even the slightest hint that they were anything less than manly, straight men.

Meanwhile, the lead politician in the room remained balls-deep in his new favourite person, who in turn was only too willing to enjoy the feeling of the country’s most powerful man preparing to ejaculate, albeit into a state-sponsored condom, inside her.

They remained tight-lipped, managing their breath as quietly as seemed prudent. Even though they were aware the public (ie voters) could watch their naked copulation, the two midnight lovers weren’t interested in letting their fellow housemates make a big deal about it.

George grasped Emma’s thighs and squeezed, crunched his abs and held his pelvis in an upward thrust, letting her know his climax was imminent. She tilted forward on her hips so her clit was fully pressed against him when he came. His body spasmed a couple of times making it clear his semen was shooting into his latex sheath. Emma rode the wave of his orgasm and enjoyed the pleasure ringing through her body from her mound to her ...

... mind. It wasn’t a full orgasm, but it was still an enormous thrill to have made the Prime Minister come, just hours after meeting him.

With one hand she held onto the ring of rubber at the base of his shaft and lifted herself off him. The sound it made was unmistakable if anyone else in the room was paying attention. The smell too would have been recognisable if it wasn’t disguised by the unfamiliarity of the new surroundings everyone was in.

Emma grabbed the PM’s damp boxer briefs and carefully wrapped them around his penis as she removed the condom, cleaning up the excess mess around his member. There was something special about the weight and feel of a cum-laden condom, he took the condom from her and tied a knot in it while she wiped around his genitals with his shorts. She used them to wipe her wet vagina clean and then wrapped the used condom in them. She tucked the soiled garment under the bed for the time being and snuggled in with him, pulling the covers over to hide their nudity from the world of voyeurs glued to their phone screens.

As he climbed down from his crescendo, George was confident he’d learn at his morning briefing, how his ‘Prima Nocte’ in The House had been received by the public. But one thing was certain. The front page headlines were not going to be about anything else.