Exploring Her Kinky Voyeur Sex Fantasies with Her Hung Partner by Nicola Diaz

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Exploring Her Kinky Voyeur Sex Fantasies with Her Hung Partner

(Nicola Diaz)


I had never been on top of a water tower. It was incredible that we even had the stamina to reach the top, but somehow, we did. Jamal grabbed my hand and yanked me up over the lip of the towers edge, then hoisted me on top, where we both ran along the cement floor, listening to the echo of our feet, laughing at the sheer lunacy of it all. When we made our ascent, a few passersby gathered, holding their hands above their foreheads, squinting to see what we were trying to do. We paid them no mind, and instead moved rung by rung up the attached ladder until we were both safely on top of the circular tank.

"Look at all them people. They must think we're crazy." Jamal swung his arm around my waist and then smiled. He was a big, muscular guy with deep, alluring brown eyes. I hadn't expected to be this attracted to him, but like many surprises, he proved to be one worth waiting for. I closed my eyes and kissed him on the cheek, still aware of the fact that we were not exactly romantic lovers. I smiled and then looked down over the edge of the tower. People were waving and snapping picture, and someone even pulled out a large, expensive looking video camera.

"Well, we might as well give them what they came for." I winked at Jamal and then pulled my tank-top over my head. I had decided not to wear a bra today, and my firm, pink nipples stood erect under the bright California sun. Jamal couldn't resist, and he squeezed them with his fingers. I gave him a seductive look and then waited for his next move. He knelt down and played with them in his hands, then sucked them with his soft, silky mouth.

I let out a moan that all of the onlookers could hear from below. The louder I was, the more attention we received, so I kept at it. Ever since my initial meeting with Jamal, exhibitionism had become an integral part of my life. I knew from his first email that he wanted something from me that would require a great deal of enticing. When he offered to pay off my entire six- figure debt by becoming his sexual prisoner, I knew that I had finally found my way to financial freedom.