Open Window Massage

The heat in the massage studio was so thick it felt like you could chew it. I was stretched out face-down on the table, just a thin towel covering my bare ass. My name's Lena, and the hands sliding up my spine belonged to Sergei—my husband's best friend. Just his breath against my ear was enough to make me soak through my panties.

"You promised this would stay our secret…" I whispered, arching into his palms.

"I did," he rasped, digging his fingers deeper into my muscles. "But you're the one who asked for the massage… by the window. With the curtains open. Right?"

The window faced straight onto a busy street. Sunlight blazed through the glass, bouncing off my tanned cheeks. Every single person walking by could see his friend's wife lying there nearly naked under another man's hands. The thought made my nipples go rock-hard and my pussy clench in a sweet little spasm.

Sergei leaned in closer. His hot breath scorched my neck.

"Look at them staring… See that guy in the suit? That's the third time he's walked past. And the girl with the dog just stopped dead."

I bit my lip and let out a low moan as his hands drifted lower, pushing the towel aside. It slid to the floor. Now I was completely naked, legs slightly spread. Cool air hit my wet slit.

"Fuck me with your fingers… right now," I breathed out, shocked at my own voice.

"That's how you want it, huh?" Sergei dragged two fingers along my slick lips and shoved them inside. I arched up, gripping the edge of the table. "Fuck, Lena, you're dripping like a total slut. Your husband has no idea what a fucking whore you really are."

He finger-fucked me fast and deep, a third finger grinding against my clit. I stopped holding back my moans. They tore out of me, loud and raw, filling the room. A small crowd had gathered outside the window. Someone pulled out their phone. It only turned me on more.

"Flip me over… I want them to see my tits," I demanded.

Sergei roughly turned me onto my back. My legs fell wide open, showing off my pink, glistening pussy to anyone who wanted a look. He dove down immediately, burying his mouth in my clit, sucking at it greedily. I grabbed a fistful of his hair and pressed him harder against me.

"Yeah… just like that… lick my pussy while everyone watches…" I moaned, staring straight out the window. "Oh fuck, Sergei… I'm gonna come…"

His tongue worked furiously—thrusting deep inside me, then flickering fast over my swollen clit. Two fingers slid back in, curling to hit my G-spot. My whole body started trembling. My juices ran down his chin and dripped onto the table.

"Come on, slut," he growled without pulling away. "Let them all see you squirt all over my face."

The orgasm hit me like a freight train. I screamed, arching off the table. A hot stream burst out of me, spraying his lips and chest. My legs shook, my toes curled. Outside the window, someone started clapping. It only stretched out my pleasure.

Before I could catch my breath, Sergei stood up and unbuttoned his pants. His thick, veiny cock sprang free, already slick with precum. I grabbed it eagerly and pulled him toward me.

"Put it in. I want to feel you pounding me in front of everyone."

He didn't waste any time. One hard thrust buried him balls-deep inside my hot, still-pulsing pussy. I let out a loud moan of pure bliss. Sergei fucked me hard and deep, his balls slapping against my wet ass. The table creaked beneath us.

"Look at them," he ordered, grabbing my tits and pinching my nipples. "See that old man jerking off in the bushes? And that girl filming on her phone… You're their shared slut now."

"Yeah… I'm their slut… Fuck me harder!" I screamed, wrapping my legs around him.

He pounded into me faster and faster. Sweat dripped from his temples onto my tits. My pussy squelched around his thick cock, gripping him hot and tight. A second orgasm started building.

"I'm gonna come inside you," he growled.

"Do it! Flood my pussy with your cum… let it drip out of me when I go home to my husband…"

Sergei let out a guttural roar, drove in to the hilt, and started pulsing. Hot jets of cum blasted deep inside me. I came with him, my pussy clenching around his cock, screaming loud enough to echo down the whole street.

He pulled out slowly. Thick white cum immediately leaked from my gaping slit onto the table. I lay there, panting, legs spread wide, letting everyone watch the aftermath.

Sergei leaned down, kissed me on the lips, and whispered:

"Secret, huh? That's not exactly a secret anymore, baby."

I smiled, still trembling from pleasure, and ran a finger through my soaked pussy, scooping up his cum.

"Let them watch… I want more."