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Andromeda part 3

"A story for voyeurs"

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I wake up to the sound of people laughing and water splashing. I am in a room with white washed walls and there is an old fashioned night stand with a gold pitcher on it. There is no door, only a pink and orange gauzy curtain, with beads and bells woven into the fabric. I sit upright and swing my legs down to the mosaic tiled floor. Although I am barefoot, they have dressed me in cool blue pants and a white soft shirt. No bra, and my nipples are visible through the gauzy fabric. I still feel a little drowsy, and I carefully make my way towards the doorway where the sound is coming from. On first glance I see only the 4 women, sitting next to the Olympic sized pool, talking and laughing while their hands are busy with the bussiness of weaving. Then I see a blonde haired man at the other end of the pool. His fingers are doing another kind of weaving, inside the body of a red haired girl. She is sitting on the edge of the pool, moaning in ecstacy, kneading her fingers in his hair. He is standing in the pool itself, and even from this distance I can see his shoulder flexing as he is working her up to a frenzy. Suddenly he drops his head into her lap, and I can feel my own muscles contract involuntarily. If I want to see more, I will have to get closer. I am worried that if the women notice me, they may take me away from here and I will miss out on what is happening with Irish girl and pool boy. Now the ladies are giggling about something. They seem to be oblivious to everything around them. This is a beautiful space. There are plants everywhere, with broad leaves and lilies.  There is a pretty water feature that reminds me of my favorite waterfall in the sunset habitat aboard the ship, "Resistance is futile." Only 2 steps, and I shall be hidden from view, and I can get a bit closer to see what I want to see. I go down on all fours and crawl until I get behind the rockery of a water feature. The girls haven't stopped chattering. Haven't looked up once.  I keep going, now getting up to walk, still hunched down. I am about 3 meters away from the lovers and I can hear them much better now too. There is a step leading to another open doorway, and I sit myself down on it, careful not to make a noise, so as not to startle the love birds. I can see very nicely now from behind the bushes. She seems close to cumming. "You may not cum now!" He orders her sternly. You can see it takes great effort on her part to obey, but when he praises her for being such a good girl, it is obvious how much she likes to please him. He has his finger inside of her and when he pulls it out I am reminded of my own hunter, who morphed his finger into a cock. How long ago that was, I have no way to tell.  Oh that it so hot. Back in his finger cock goes into her pussy ... In and out, in and out, in an age old dance, the sound of wetness and slapping of the hand against her eliciting more of a sexual awakening in myself. She can't seem to control herself much longer. She is holding her legs impossibly wide open for him, her intent to grant him full access clear. "Please Sir! Please, my Prince please!" begging, moaning in between and making sobbing sounds. He must have given her some signal of consent, because suddenly she let's go and makes her own little fountain with her squirt. I am breathing fast and my hand is fondling my sex, feeling the wetness there. "Enjoying the show, are we?" Oh my! His hand on my shoulder is the only thing stopping me from jumping up from fright. And there he is again, the most handsome man I have ever seen. My Prince. It's like his features are burned into my conscience. "You scared me!" I berate him. "I did, but can you blame me for wanting in on some of the fun?". I feel myself starting to smile. I shake my head at him. He holds out his hand to me and without question, I take it. He pulls me up on my feet and gently escorts me to another hallway on the other side of the pool. To be continued...
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Written by Ladyhawk

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