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Josephine was feeling very frisky tonight. She wondered if Jasper would notice just how much. She’d been hatching a plan for a few weeks now, and today everything had fallen into place.

When she and Jasper had first met, he’d revealed to Josephine his deepest desire was to be watched  unawares while fucking. And to be filmed without his knowledge. Consensually of course. He’d mused at how he could have that happen without knowing—like organising your own surprise party. Josephine had stowed the information away for a special treat and now had set things in motion to bring the dream into reality for her man.

She knew he liked it rough, so she planned everything meticulously.

That morning after the equipment had been set up, Josephine had found herself so excited by her plan that she sat before the large window in full view of the cameras hidden in the trees outside. She spread her legs wide, hooking her long red nails into her panties and pulled the crotch to the side. Knowing the cameras would already be recording, she stared right down the lens as she pushed the tips of her fingers into her already soaked entrance. Her pussy bucked and spasmed around the beautifully manicured tips and she curled her two middle fingers, pushing them into the first knuckle. It felt so raw and sublime and oh so very naughty, masturbating herself like this. She’d discovered early on in this clandestine journey that she too had a kinky streak and yearned for the moment later when the voyeur himself would tune in to watch their live sex show.

Her nipples puckered and tensed in her bra and she reached up into her blouse and pulled her breast free of the constrictive fabric. She ran her thumb over the tight pucker of flesh at her nipple as she continued to thrum her pussy, smearing her juices all over her lips and vulva. Oh yes, her head fell back, and a groan emanated from her throat, she was overtaken in this sublime seduction of herself. She kept playing the sexual fantasy of watching the film together with Jasper later, after they’d fucked.

She’d told him not to be late and had acted irritated and bossy, knowing this would amp up the atmosphere between them. They both had an arrogant streak, but the difference was, Josephine knew how to work his to her advantage. Her very sexy advantage. They would argue and then fuck like feral things, the make up being rough and passionate and Josephine loved it.

Her juices were now trickling down to the chair soaking through her knickers and the towel she’d laid down.

Ahh, it would be easy, so easy just to flick her finger tip over her clit and make herself come. She was sorely tempted, the ache in her cunt for release had been mounting all day and she was frustrated by it. Heat rose in a flush across her chest and breasts and she clutched harder at her tit and rubbed her pussy faster. Three fingers now pulsing in and out, fucking herself in full view.

Ah, ah, she was close, too close, the light in her peripheral vision had already begun to dim, and she was rising, beginning to ride up that wave of pleasure. It took all her strength, but she managed to stop, just before she came.

Her clit was left buzzing and yearning, and she gulped in air, chest heaving as she tried to compose herself. Pull herself back from the edge. Once her breathing had slowed a little, she tipped her head up and looked through her dishevelled hair to the camera and smiled. Her hands were still firmly clamped to her mound and breast, and she tweaked her nipple one more time.

It was a mistake.

Electricity pulsed through her body straight to her cunt and she couldn’t help but plunge both hands down, clenching her thighs around them as she humped and fucked herself.

Oh fuck, oh fuck, she cried out silently as she tried to hold off but found she was four fingers in, wet and throbbing for release. The sounds of her juicy cunt greedily allowing this plundering had her biting her cheeks in desperation.

I can’t, I can’t… she jerked herself one more time and pulled her hands away, her legs trembling and wide open, her pussy splayed out, dripping and pouting at its audience.

She’d been so on the brink that everything else had fallen away. The world had melted around her and was now beginning to fizz back into focus.
Wow, she’d never taken herself that far without coming before, and she was now riding a plateau of extreme arousal

It was an incredible sensation. Frustration, pure, white-hot frustration, but a floaty feeling of bliss too. Not like an after-sex oxytocin high, more a high of potent potential… mystique.

She knew she’d be on edge all day now. It crossed her mind that by the time she saw Jasper she’d come if he even kissed her neck. Perhaps she should follow through with this now to save everything being over too quickly tonight.

Her phone rang. She sprang up to the vanity where she’d left it and scrabbled to answer.

“I saw that, you dirty bitch.” The voice was low and gravelly, and all Josephine’s senses were on high alert instantly.

“You said you weren’t going to tune in until later,” she replied, another thrill of the illicit coursed through her body. She knew it was wrong for him to be talking to her this way, but she was molten with desire. “Tony, that wasn’t right.”

“I was just checking everything was set up ok.”

“Sure…” Josephine rolled her eyes and turned to look up at the camera with a stern expression.

“Don’t give me that, you know I can see everything…”

“Yes, well I do now.” She softened and went back to the chair and sat with her legs spread, phone held fast to her ear. Tony’s breathing turned ragged; she knew his cock was hard. She shouldn’t be doing this… but she was becoming completely unravelled in her lover’s fantasy.

“Is your cock in your hand,” she asked staring directly into the lens. By the way, his breathing stuttered she knew it was. “Good.” She put her free hand down to her crotch and pulled the sopping fabric aside to flash him her cunt. “Look good does it?”

A mumble was all Tony could seem to manage, and Josephine laughed, a little cruelly perhaps, and snapped her legs shut.

“Well, you’ll just have to wait,” she said and hung up while rising to leave the room. She knew fine there was no place she was out of shot, she’d made sure of that, but she simply had to move around to shrug the lust from her body. A cold shower, that might help. It was bad enough to have Tony watching for technical purposes, let alone fucking herself and putting on a bloody show for him. Guilt hovered at the edges but she decided to banish them. She was doing this for Jasper. It was purely for him that she’d arranged all this—well, perhaps not 100% for him, but still… she’d never have even thought of it had he not suggested it. She was simply an innocent party swept up by the moment—who knows, maybe he’d like the little scene that had just almost happened. Josephine was suddenly aware that she was walking very slowly to the bathroom and rubbing her thighs very tightly together… her body was in such desperation for release it was trying all the tricks to get off.

She turned on the shower to warmish rather than cold; the last thing she wanted now was to be physically irritable after such a delightful glow had risen throughout her.

Letting the water cascade over every part of her body, Josephine lathered up the soap and began to wash herself languorously. Her head tipped back into the jet stream and she rubbed the foam over her breasts and down to her abdomen. It was divine. She really was on some sort of sexual plane, every move contributed to her arousal, keeping her body primed,

She remembered about the cameras again, amazed at how quickly she’d forgot. She snapped back into efficiency, shaving her legs and quickly finishing her ablutions before getting out the shower and towelling herself off. She checked the time. Less than an hour before he’d arrive. He usually turned up early so she’d better be ready.

She chose her leopard print tight dress that showed her tits to perfection without a bra and laid it out on over the side of the bath before choosing the perfect underwear. Black and white panties with hold up stockings.

She put on her lipstick, and as she pulled up her dress, she felt a presence… he was already here, she could sense it. She ran through trying to hold her nerve and abruptly asked him to zip her up as if everything was normal.

Her skin puckered with goose bumps at this first touch without him knowing that Tony was watching from the cameras in the trees already. It was too much. She stalked off to the bathroom again and threw on a large scarf trying to disguise her nerves and excitement by giving off an arrogant air. If she somehow acted like he’d done something wrong she could explain her strange heightened mood. God knows they were used to the fight so it wouldn’t be a surprise to him if she was angry about something. They rarely knew straight away what they’d done to cause the other annoyance.

He seemed ready for an angry fuck already, and it was playing right into the fantasy. He grabbed her and spun her around to face the bed, his body looming behind her, causing her to tense everything in excitement. Oh yes, this was going perfectly. With a slight glance over her shoulder to check the angle was good, she let him manhandle her to the bottom of the bed before roughly shoving her onto the mattress. He climbed up on top of her legs, pinning her down and pulled up her dress to expose her behind. He paused for a split second then yanked down her underwear and clutched the flesh of her buttocks in both hands.

Josephine flinched as a sharp slap stung her bottom. Oh my my, this was getting very good. She arched her hips up to him like a cat in heat and trembled when she heard the clink of his belt buckle being undone. She held her breath, eyes wide as he drew the leather through the loops, that delicious slide then crack as it slipped free of his trousers. She braced herself for impact, and it came; one hard strap with his folded belt then he disregarded it, apparently too impatient for a spanking tonight. Josephine was a little disappointed; she would have liked to have seen the rose lines rising on her pale flesh when they watched later.

She smiled to herself, her body was on fire with lust and arousal, and she wriggled her hips back to show him. He was so hard already, she could hear it in the way his trousers skated and strained across his cock. He pulled her back and dove down plunging his face between her ass cheeks and licked her tight pucker once before quickly kneeling back up to free his cock and ram it right into her open, eager cunt. They fucked like feral animals and he she sucked her fingers groaning and delighting in all the sensations, losing herself, coming unravelled in this crazy fantasy.

Her cunt bounced up to meet him, and she thought of Tony, breathing hard as he watched remotely. She imagined he was actually in the trees, looking for real, ragged breath with cock in hand as Jasper lifted her hips and worshipped her ass and cunt with his mouth. Oh, how she loved his clever deft tongue spearing her pussy, owning her. Her clit buzzed with excitement and just as she was about to come in his face, he ducked back up and pulled the shoulder of her dress down and devoured and bit at her shoulders.

It really was a rough hard fucking, and as he pulled her tits free, she imagined them bouncing around for their audience. He rolled her to the side, and she rode him back as he spanked her flesh.

Splaying her legs wide open for her voyeur, Josephine was treated to Jasper’s fingers curling around her clit, frigging her off. But it was her cunt that was giving the sensations—so feral and wanton; she could feel the ridges if his cock all the way deep inside her hitting all the right spots.

She was getting too close and pulled herself off him, flipping him over so she could feast on his beautiful dick. But her cunt was hungrier—she took a few more gulps then jumped aboard, sinking down onto his thick meat before fucking him hard and fast, shrieks echoing through the room.

She wondered if Tony could hear them from outside then remembered. Of course, he could, he was in his studio with headphones listening to every fucking sound. But she simply couldn’t shake the sensation that someone actually was there, watching live from right outside.

It drove her wild, and she fucked Jasper again, and this time he held her hips fast, taking the lead and fucked her from underneath. Her back curled and she leaned down to kiss him hungrily, greedily, as he opened her up from behind. The thought of what the voyeur could see tipped the sensations in her cunt into overdrive and her pussy convulsed around the pounding cock. It wasn’t often she had a climax purely from penetration, but when they did happen, it was all-consuming, starting from deep within. She visualised a black hole of seduction pulsing and twitching, warping the worlds into one tiny mass of seething pleasure until the weight of it got too much, and it exploded out into the expanse of the universe. Josephine really felt like she was collapsing in on herself over and over again, spiralling into different realms while her cunt sprayed her sex juice over Jasper’s cock.

Panting, she came to, hearing her own groans and as her cunt still gaped and twitched, she slithered down Jasper’s body to take his cock in her mouth once more.

He tried to slow her pace, he was so close. Taking him in her fists, she masturbated him hard, imaging Tony with his own cock in hand, breathing hard and watching every single move. Jasper’s dick was delicious and she relished the control she had over him as the jerking and rising of his balls started—the tell-tale signs of his impending climax. She pondered for a moment whether she should hold off, tease him the way she’d teased herself earlier but it was a split second too late. Hot silken come pulsed into her throat filling her mouth and she gulped it down eagerly. The taste of him had her tongue prickling with delight and she licked and sucked every part of his cock head clean.

They paused together for a moment before Josephine sprang up and skipped through to the bathroom to continue getting ready. The big reveal wouldn’t happen until later; they had dinner to get through first. A tremor of apprehension ran through her as she wondered how Jasper would react to his ultimate fantasy actually taking place.

That was certainly a nice rough fuck for the cameras, and as far as she could tell from looking from the garden this morning, she’d orchestrated the absolutely perfect angle.

And yet… as she smeared another layer of lipstick over her lips and pulled up her stockings, the feeling of being actually watched prickled over her shoulders. Was Tony really out there after all? She wondered if Jasper could feel it too or if she was just being paranoid. Someone watching remotely felt safe somehow, like it might not actually be real, but somebody outside, with no technology or screens to separate the reality from fantasy…

Josephine held her breath and paced back through to the bedroom to see Jasper on high alert standing at the window, peering out into the darkness