Spotted Observing
A while ago, I transferred to a new neighborhood and recognized that frequently, a couple of nurses from the nursing home adjacent to my house would sit on my garden border to have their smoking break.
They were aged approximately late 40s to early 60s. I had begun to conceal behind my drapes to view them smoke. For some explanation, I discovered watching ladies smoking cigarettes incredibly appealing. I would remain undetected in my dwelling, manhandling my erection as they had prolonged drags on their smokes.
At some point, a gust of wind opened the window, and it had to have shifted the drapes, as two of the nurses peered inside observing me holding my hard dick. I was pretty embarrassed at being observed and swiftly masked up and moved away from the window.
The next day, I unexpectedly returned home from function earlier to find a few of them sitting on my wall.
One of them referred to me,
"Hello pervert, are you going inside to wank off currently?"
I laughed cordially and stated no and walked into my building. After approximately ten mins, there was a knock on my portal, I opened it to find one of the nurses standing there, she inquired if she could talk to me. I agreed and started to apologize for the day before. She raised a finger to interrupt me, and asked me what my identity was, and I disclosed it. She introduced herself as Donna and said she was the leader of the local nursing home.
She said that she and the women outside were really aggravated by what they had seen the day previously. She requested if I'd venture out to redeem myself to them for what they had observed. Hirally concurred and went outside to satisfy the bunch of females who were remaining on my wall smoking.
There was Donna who had been to see me, she appeared to be in her late 50s, she had dark hair and donned glasses, she was generous. Tricia and Lisa, presented themselves, I brainstorm they were in their mid-40s and eventually Debbie joined, she believed in her early 60s. I conversed to each one independently and rendered sincere regrets. They were all quite amused by it and acknowledged my regret.
Tricia inquired regarding the collection, or individual in the collection, that stirred such tension in me. I smiled and disclosed "It was all of you. You're all impossibly stunning women, and I take pleasure in viewing you smoke. I perceive it as highly erotic."
This provided them with chuckles. Lisa inquired me to sit down on the wall.
The four women positioned themselves near me and Tricia passed around a box of cigarettes, each lady procured one and placed the cigarette in the midst of their lips, they all took out their own lighters and lit their own lighters, ingesting a deep breathful of smoke. They sparked at each other and, with a twisted grin, each commenced to exhale their smoke directly at me.
"Is this favorable perv?" Questioned Lisa, "Does it stimulate you?"
I acquented with nods as the smoke wrapped my whole body.
"Indeed, it does," I uttered.
Lisa explored the vicinity while the others attended their smoking.
"Take your cock out and wank for us," she ordered..
"Outside, in broad daylight?" I inquired.
"Yes, we long to consider how outsized you are, and if a group of elderly females could induce you to expel your load".
She addressed the others,
"We long to behold you masturbate don't we ladies?,"
They all endorsed with nods.
I had never done this ahead of time, but someway the concept of these elderly women observing me stripped, watching me punch myself, and producing my orgasm seemed exhilarating.
I'd never done anything akin to this previously, but somehow the concept of these elderly females perceiving me stark naked, viewing me touch myself, and driving me to orgasm seemed extremely stimulating.
I undid my jeans and extracted my manhood. There were appreciative grunts from my audience. One by one, the ladies elaborated on their smokes and cleared them with their shoes. They spontaneously illuminated another. Tricia amassed down beside me and extracted a long drag, exhaling a plume of smoke into my face.
"Masturbate for us whore," she aimed.
I observed at her and considered how attractive she was for her age. She possessed appealing eyes and a well-formed countenance. She brought the filter tip of the cigarette to her lips and inhaled deeper. She beamed at me, enabling her jawbone to project as she exhaled into my face.
"Intensity it for us," she aimed. "We don't have all day, we have to get back to function".
I commenced to pound my cock. The remaining three continued to smoke and exhale upon me. Debbie, who had yet to cultivate a word, bent over and procured a grip of my jawbone.
"Straighten your mouth," she charged. I appeased her command and she ejected an immense amount of fouled smoke into my mouth.
"Swallow it, whore," she proclaimed.
It launched a repugnant taste, not something I'd regularly execute, however, I dwelt in the scenario.
Can't resist anymore, I climaxed and doused Debbie's shoe with my semen.
"Gross!" she exclaimed, "I can't go back to work like this. Lick it off, fast."
"No way!" I argued.
Tricia panicked, "Someone's approaching. If you don't do as Debs says, we'll all leave you with your dick out for everyone to witness. Yuck!"
Debbie pushed her foot up to me, "Hurry up pervert, before you get caught again with your hand down your pants, just remember they might not be as understanding as we've been."
Feeling my tongue, I grabbed Debbie's boot and started cleaning it by licking the semen off.
It was repulsive, but my unbridled excitement fueled by their teasing overcame me. As soon as I was done, they all walked away saying, "See you tomorrow!"
The following day arrived, it was Saturday, so I was off from work. The weather was terrible, strong winds and heavy rainfall. To my surprise, the ladies were out on their smoke break, despite the grim conditions. At 10:30 am, I heard the door knocking.
When I opened the door, I saw all of them on the porch, the rain dripping from their clothes.
"Hi, Perv!" said Donna. "Let's have some fun. It's a shitty day outside, so we're going to come in for our break."
"No!" I objected, "you're not allowed to smoke inside!"
"Let's go to the garage then," suggested Debbie.
I ushered them over to the garage, and from her purse, Tricia took out a packet of Berkeley SuperKing cigarettes and passed them out. Each woman selected one and lit it.
Watching me, Tricia took her cigarette out of the pack. She jammed it between her lips without lighting it, and from her purse, she fetched a red lipstick. Applying a thick layer of color on her lips, she then made them moist by licking them with her tongue. She then deposited the lit cigarette between her moist lips and inhaled deeply, smoking while staring straight at me, blowing the smoke between her red lips and out at me.
I stood there mesmerized. The other three followed suit, each of them lighting up and adopting Tricia's approach.
"Smoking hotties," she said with a cheeky wink.
They all giggled.
"Turns you on to see me with a cigarette in my mouth?" Tricia asked.
"Yes," I replied.
Tricia walked towards me and exclaimed, "Strip!"
I complied, dropping my clothes and took a seat on the workbench. Standing beside me, Tricia brought the still-lit cigarette tip and gently touched the filter tip to my nipple, making it erect. She pointed to the filter and demanded, "Watch me do this to the other women."
Then she backed away, sitting down on her heels.
"Cut it out, you're being too rough," Lisa said to Donna, who had been roughly playing with me.
"Let me do this," Lisa said.
Donna obeyed, stepping aside to let Lisa take over. She attracted my attention while Donna stepped back. She took a drag, exhaling the smoke around me as she flicked her nails over my sensitive nipples. Gently pinching them between her fingers caused me to make a startled noise.
"Weak as a mouse," Lisa smirked. "We need to make you much stronger."
Lisa fetched a small black bag from her purse, reaching in to retrieve clamps.
"What are those?" I asked with curiosity.
"Watch and learn," Lisa said, twirling the clamps in her hand.
They were curious, so I shrugged my shoulders, and Lisa proceeded to show us all.
"Relax and enjoy this, Perv," she taunted.
Donna took charge of me, kissing me gently on the lips. She took a long drag from her cigarette and inhaled deeply before blowing the smoke toward my face.
Tricia instructed Debbie, "Be gentle with him, don't hurt him too much," in a whisper.
Debbie held one of the clamps in her hand, attaching it to my left nipple. I winced at the pain. Proceeding similarly, she applied it to my right nipple as well. She lit up her own cigarette and gave me a gentle kiss before retreating to her spot on the ground. As she sat down, she took another deep inhale and then exhaled in my face.
"Glad you like our old but smoking personalities," through Debbie after extinguishing her smoke. "Now put your hands behind your back, let me have some fun."
I followed the instructions and positioned my hands behind my back. Debbie donned a rubber glove and extracted a bottle of lubricant from her pocket afterwards. She grabbed a cigarette and held it in her mouth before applying some of the gel to her gloved palm. She took hold of my erect penis and began gentle massaging it with the lube. She took a drag from her cigarette and blew the smoke into my face while stroking my penis.
"Doesn't that lube feel nice?" asked Debbie.
I could only nod in agreement with the approaching group of women. They held lit cigarettes in their hands, blowing smoke onto my penis and into my face.
"He likes harder and faster," said Donna.
"It's time to show me how much you like it," implored Donna.
With the other women standing beside us, Lisa grabbed the chains attached to my nipple clamps, tugging on them fiercely. As I gazed down at the secure clamps, I grunt slightly.
"I love how you react," Lisa said.
Tricia took a deep drag from her smoke and then moved closer to me, spreading her lips against mine and forcing her tongue into my mouth. After a while, she removed her tongue, spat a mouthful of saliva into my open mouth, and then spat again into my face. The other women mimicked her actions, which further aroused me.
"I hope you're almost done because we don't want to wait too long," expressed Debbie.
My penis throbbed with an intense heat. The lubrication and gloves were doing their job.
"I'm cumming, I'm cumming," I voiced my pleasure.
"Shoot your load for us," beckoned Debbie.
My penis twitched as I felt my orgasm approaching. I shouted for her to stop just as she started stroking faster.
"I'm losing it," I yelled.
Unexpectedly, Lisa got carried away and yanked on the chains so hard that the nipple clamps broke off. I let out a scream of agony.
Debbie slowed down before I had potentially finished, allowing her to watch as I emitted multiple strands of sperm onto her gloved palm. But as she manually stimulated my erection, I shouted for her to stop because the stimulation was becoming too intense.
"All right, use your own hand," Debbie told me.
As I did, Lisa continued to yank on the chains that were formerly associated with my nipples, resulting in two loud explosions of pain.
Debbie then took her final drag of her cigarette, holding the lit smoke between her lips as she directed her hand towards my penis. "You got to get all that cum off me."
I stuck out my tongue to clean the cum-coated surfaces of her palm, licking her gloved hand meticulously. Upon finishing, Debbie wiped off her Cum-covered hands on my face. "Thank you," she said.
After delivering a hard slap to my cheek, Debbie and the other women left me to reflect upon our playtime encounter. She expressed her regret that they might not be able to engage in a group erotic activity for some time.
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- Lisa's Milk Issue: Chapters 6-7
- Boot Him Out Part 3
- Dominant Futanari's Life: Chapter 34
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