The Walled Garden - Sex Stories

The Walled Garden

... from Roberto's thigh and began to rub between her legs.

Roberto's legs were trembling, I noticed, and I swept the binoculars up to his face. His mouth was open and his eyes were clenched shut. I could see Rosa's wetness still glistening on his chin. He seemed to be muttering something to himself.

"He's cumming," I whispered. "He's going to cum in your mouth!"

As I spoke, Roberto's body stiffened. Rosa pulled her mouth from his cock and tugged at it with her free hand. The other was still between her legs. From the movement of her arm, I could tell she was rubbing at herself.

Roberto clutched at her head and gave a roar that I could hear from where I was standing. Through the binoculars I saw a spurt of something white shoot out and land on Rosa's face, followed by another.

She opened her mouth and sucked him inside again. His body was shaking, shivering almost. Then Rosa gave a muted cry and her own body stiffened. She let him slip out of her mouth and collapsed onto her side in the grass. Her arse was pointing towards me, and I saw her hand cupped around her pussy, stroking softly. The glistening wetness spread all the way along her crack.

Placing the binoculars on the window sill, I ran my hand down across my stomach, through the short hairs on my mound until I felt my clit peeping out between my lips. I leaned against the window frame and surrendered myself to the pleasure of my fingers.

This time my climax came slow, but hard. It began with a tiny ...

... spark that I fanned with my fingers until it blossomed into flame, burning inside me and waiting to explode. I controlled it, shaped it, let it build and build until it burst free, like a star being born, reaching through every inch of my body to set it afire. I bit down hard on my lip to contain my scream, and the pain contrasted sharply with the pleasure until the world around me seemed to go black.

By the time I recovered, Roberto was back at work, carefully pruning one of my roses. Rosa was nowhere in sight. Through the bud in my ear I heard regular breathing.She's fallen asleep! Was I disappointed? Relieved? I wasn't sure.

But I left the phone on and listened to the sounds of her sleeping as I pulled my trousers back up. I left it on as I went downstairs to pour myself another glass of wine. I left it on as I made myself dinner and ate, until the battery on my bud died and the sounds in my ear went silent.

III.

"Rosa!" I answered the phone immediately. I could barely keep the excitement from my voice. "Is he there?"

It was Friday again, and I was pulling into my driveway. I'd managed to get away from work early, if only a few minutes.

In fact, it had been hard to get any work done at all, and I'd had to force myself to stay until the end of the day. Anticipation had been simmering inside me all week. Now it was boiling over.

"He's just arrived, rica." Things with me and Rosa were more comfortable now. She'd come round to the house a few times and we'd ...