“The Wet Noises Of Her Mouth”

As he pushes his dick through the open hole in the wall, he patiently waits for her to touch him.

Those moments of exposure can feel like a lifetime, but it’s the most exciting moment of the experience.

Although his eyes can’t see her, he could feel hers studying him. The blood pulses through his hard cock under her surveillance. The anxiety settles in, only adding to the moment. Seconds began to feel like hours to him as he strained his imagination to float through the wall and give him a visual of his stalling seducer. Before his mind could race any further, the chaotic thoughts abruptly ceased, interrupted by a gentle wrapping of her fingers. He felt her hand him, slowly sliding down his dick and twisting to the base, her thumb lightly stroking his shaft.

Ch-Cheeeeeenn.

A flash of light erupts from the hole following a shutter sound, strobing the empty room with a quick splash of white light.

She just took a picture.

Even though it was his wife on the other side, for that second, he felt like he was being documented by a total stranger.

Oh.

The warmth of her wet tongue slices through his anxiety as she slides him deeply into her mouth, her hand gripping him firmly at the base of the wall. He could feel the inside of her cheeks flex with tension as her sucking grew stronger with each stroke.

Silence filled his room, but just on the other side of that thin board, he can hear her. He presses his ear firmly to the paint-chipped wall. The muffled echoes of her licking and moaning filled his vivid imagination. The deprivation of seeing her beautiful face swallow his dick made the experience more exciting, but also excruciating.

With every movement, he wanted to tear the wall down and get to her.

His legs began to quiver, barely able to keep himself up. The wet noises of her mouth no longer needed to be heard by pressing an ear to the surface of the haggard wood separator. Like the growing dynamics of a symphony of sex, the sounds grew louder and immediately began to draw interest.

THUNK.

His head whips to the side as the doorknob rattles.

Someone is checking the lock.

Before he can exclaim out to the mystery person, he stops— mouth agape. The gurgled choke of her throat flexes around the head of his cock as she shoves him to the back of her mouth. With every thrust inward, he feels her soft lips leaving a kiss on the wet skin at the base of his shaft.

Holy fuck.

His hands quickly reach out, pressing firmly to the weathered wall for stability as she continues to ram him into the back of her throat.

A shiver runs from his neck and through his entire body; his dick suddenly begging to throb.

He’s about to cum.

Suddenly, he pulls himself from the hole, stopping himself abruptly from finishing. He waits a moment, composing himself.

He doesn’t want this to end yet.

Just as quickly as his break began, it is interrupted by a soft voice escaping from the hole in the wall.

JEWEL: (disappointment) “Aww, are we done, Sir?”

A smile stretches across his face.

DARREN: “Not even close. I need to fuck your face... now.”

JEWEL: (excited) “Come over here then.”

Tucking his hard cock back into his pants, he unlocks the door, and escapes into the sea of voyeuristic men, to join his beautiful wife in the other room.