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Archive name: lisa.txt (FF, mast, exh, voy)
Authors name: Vikivoierr (LishaVei@aol.com)
Story title : The Watching Game

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The Watching Game (FF, mast, exh, voy)
by Vikivoierr (LishaVei@aol.com)


Hi I'm Shanna. Might as well say right here and now 
that I'm a Lesbian - and proud of it. Might as well say 
also that I'm a friend - a very loving friend - of Lisa 
and that I'm proud of that too. In fact where Lisa's 
concerned it's more than love with me. I worship her. 
To me she's a Goddess in every way. She is everything a 
Big Beautiful Woman should be - and more!

A Big Beautiful Woman yes and how I adore that superbly 
luscious body of hers, the big, full, round fruits of 
her tits with their small sensitive nipples, her ample 
heavy belly, her lovely round ass, her meaty thighs and 
what's between them. Yessss her long slit, the plump 
lips of her juicy pussy. MMMmmmmm. Just thinking of her 
makes my tits tight, my nipples stiff, my pussy lips 
pout and I get damp in my panties. Oh God I moan out 
loud and my fingers twitch, impatient to touch my 
swelling clit. Ohhhhhhh.. 

We met in the laundry room. She was cussing over a 
machine on the fritz. She was wearing black satiny 
pants with a black silk top with gold and silver 
spangly design. She had strappy black high-heel shoes 
on. She looked gorgeous. I had on grunge jeans and a 
baggy tie-dye t-shirt. I helped her sort out the 
problem. We got talking. I was down and lonely. My 
girlfriend Ilona had not long walked out on me. After 
we finished up she invited me into her apartment. I was 
thrilled and excited. She suggested I'd be more 
comfortable in a red satin robe she offered me. I 
agreed. I stripped off my t-shirt and jeans. I had no 
bra on only a tiny pair of panties. "Nice figure honey, 
nice tits," she said. I smiled. "Sit down Shanna I'll 
be right back," she said. She re-appeared wearing a 
white silk robe carrying a bottle of wine and two 
glasses and sat beside me on the chesterfield. We 
talked and laughed and drank wine. We kissed, she 
fondled my tits, she took my panties off and stroked my 
pussy and then she led me to her bedroom. 

There we made love that night in her big round bed with 
the silver satin sheets. She let me take the lead. We 
kissed and tongued, I probed her mouth, I cupped her 
breasts, I rolled them, those big round melons, I 
squeezed her nipples, I kissed them, I nipped them 
gently with my teeth. She returned my passion, stroking 
my tits till my nipples were erect (I have long nipples 
and when roused up they stand out like rubber teats) 
and Lisa kissed them and nibbled them and sucked on 
them. Our fingers were everywhere on each others bodies 
finding all our secrets, feeling between legs, opening 
slits and we were both wet and ready and we teased each 
others swollen clits and rubbed them gently with 
fingers and then together in harmony we jumped and came 
so quickly, shuddering and writhing our hips on the 
bed. We fell apart panting and moaning in a wild 
orgasmic climax And that was just the start!

As I lay there and that first orgasm ebbed away I was 
conscious of her moving and reaching something from the 
bedside table, preparing something maybe. Then she was 
back beside me. "That was sooooooo good Lisa," I said. 
"She kissed me, "What comes next is even better Shanna 
dear," she replied with a throaty laugh. And then she 
lay across me pinning me down on my back and her mouth 
was on my cunt, her tongue licking the lips of my wet 
slit, probing and parting them and tonguing the tip of 
my clit. And then suddenly she pushed a vibrating dildo 
coated in KY up my ass. It was a first for me. "Oh God, 
Oh God," I cried out. I drew up my legs. I waved them 
in the air. I cried, I moaned I wept. I beat the sheets 
with my hands. I raised myself up as much as I could. I 
beat on Lisa's back. It was like nothing I had known 
before. My stiff clit quivered and jumped under her 
tongue. I came and came and still she wouldn't stop. 
She held me down and I felt like to explode with every 
orgasm. At last she stopped and I fell back, weak and 
trembling. She took me in her arms and held me and 
kissed my tears away and I knew that from that moment 
on I was her slave.

Her slave. She lets me do her laundry. She lets me do 
chores around her apartment. Her marketing. I love it. 
She isn't the tidiest person and I thank her for it 
because it gives me more to do. I love to pick up after 
her. The clothes she drops. Her bras and panties. How I 
love to press them to my face. To breathe in her 
perfume and the scent of her sex. I carefully wash her 
lingerie by hand now. I tidy her clothes away. I love 
to see all her lovely garments on their hangers in her 
clothes closet. All her lingerie, her panties, her 
thongs, her glittery g-strings, her basques and 
corsets, her garter-belts, her spangly pantyhose which 
I neatly fold away in their drawers. All her silks and 
satins, white, cream, red and black. The lacy body 
stockings, the spangled and sequined leotards. These 
lovely things that are so close to Lisa's luscious 
body, her perfumed skin. Heavenly for me. And her 
precious toys, her dildos and vibrators, I take care of 
those too. I wash them and sterilise them and arrange 
them neatly in their special case, which Lisa keeps 
beside her bed. I am happy to be of service to her.

And then sometimes we play the Watching Game which Lisa 
loves. She loves it because it is teasing and 
tantalizing, because it confirms our mistress/slave 
relationship. It goes like this. First I strip down to 
my panties. Then I have to sit on the Punishment Chair 
which is placed facing Lisa's bed. Ah! the Punishment 
Chair. This is a straight legged, straight-backed plain 
chair of black steel. The seat is cold and hard. It has 
other refinements and purposes but those don't concern 
us now except that it has leather restraints at various 
points. My arms are restrained at the wrists to the 
back of the chair and my legs by my ankles to the front 
legs of the chair.

Lisa goes over to the bed, silver satin sheets today. 
She takes her tray of toys from the bedside unit and 
puts it on the bed. She drops her robe. She is wearing 
a white French basque, a white thong, white lacy 
stockings and white lacy long sleeve mittens which 
leave her fingers free. She climbs onto the bed, 
sticking her lovely big ass out at me as she does so. 
Oh God she's so lovely I long to touch her fair soft 
skin. She lies on her back and wriggles sexily, 
teasingly, on the sheet. She sighs and stretches out. I 
can see that Lisa is intending to indulge in a long, 
long session of self-loving and believe me she is a 
true artiste in this. She unlaces the front of the 
basque to free her big tits. And then she begins. 
Light, feathery caresses alternate with firm, intense 
strokes as squeezes and rubs her heavy melons. When not 
playing with the full, rounded mass of her breasts, 
rolling them round, pushing them up, she is pinching 
and pulling on the hard little nipples (those sweet 
nipples I so love to kiss) and which are standing up 
stiff under her fingers, which should be my fingers. As 
she squeezes her breasts and pinches her nipples I can 
see from her quivering belly and the movement of her 
hips that she is already experiencing a pleasant 
arousal. I squirm on the chair as I feel my cunt juice 
wetting my red satin panties. I pull at the restraints. 
	
**

Meanwhile Lisa keeps on caressing one hard nipple with 
the fingers of one hand whilst the other hand moves 
down across her belly and the fingers scratch lightly 
over the taut strip of thong covering her pussy. She 
moans out loud and I can tell that the sensations she 
is getting are ecstatic for her. Up and down the length 
of her slit her fingers trace the outlines of her cunt 
lips. I can swear that a rich, earthy female scent 
fills the air. Mmmmmmmmm an aphrodisiac perfume that 
drives me wild. Lisa raise her hips and hooks her 
thumbs into the waistband of her thong and works it 
down over her big beautiful butt. She then pulls up her 
knees and gets the thong down to her ankles pulls it 
off over her feet and throws it in my direction. It 
lies at my feet but I can't pick it up even though I 
know it's damp with her pussy juice. Even though I want 
to hold it to my face and sniff it, inhale her sex 
perfume, that musky aphrodisiac. 

Lisa lowers her beautiful fat ass back down onto the 
bed keeping her legs raised and spread she slides a 
hand inward over her rounded hip and bouncy belly, her 
fingers play in her silky fair muff, tugging gently at 
the hairs, down they move towards her chubby, pouty sex 
lips. Down over these protruding folds her fingers 
dance light as a feather. Her body shivered in response 
as her pussy trembles under the tender tickling touch. 
Her fingers pause at the center of her slit, she lifts 
her hand, she brings it to her mouth, she sucks her 
middle finger and then her hand is back, stroking the 
pouting lips and suddenly it goes between, parting them 
and slipping deep into that warm, tight, moist place to 
find her clitoris. Her body squirms and her hips roll 
as she experiences new feelings and waves of sexual 
delight grow and surge through her nerve-endings, like 
electric pulses through the fibres of her tingling 
cunt.

She reaches into the tray of toys and takes out her 
favorite, her most treasured pleasure giver, the White 
Dolphin vibrator. No man's cock could ever do for Lisa 
what this plastic candystick will do. She cradles it in 
her hands and puts it to her mouth. Her mouth opens and 
her tongue flicks out and runs up the length of the toy 
from its spiral head to the far end of its shaft. She 
licks it and sucks it as though giving it fellatio. And 
then, having lubricated it with her saliva she lowers 
it and positions the head against the bulging lips of 
her wet and waiting pussy. With one hand she holds open 
the moist folds and slowly and gently she works the 
rigid tip around the pink honey pot opening of her deep 
vagina, gaping and ready, lubricating her plastic lover 
even more with her sticky juices. Once both her cunt 
and her surrogate cock were sufficiently prepared, I 
saw her slide the shaft slowly, slowly up deep into her 
vagina switching on the whirler, fucking herself, 
moving it in and out and side to side and I saw the 
look of pleasure on her face. Her hips and body bucked 
and twisted as she worked the magic White Dolphin, 
which seemed to have taken on a life of it's own, to be 
in command, to be fucking her spontaneously. The White 
Dolphin leaped and plunged in the deeps of Lisa's cunt, 
like its animal namesake in the ocean depths. 

Forced to watch all this I am wild with sex 
frustration. I rock and struggle on the chair as I am 
meant to do. Then I press back hard against a round 
knob set in the back and this releases the restraints 
on my wrists and ankles. Stiffly I lurch to the side of 
the bed. As I reach it Lisa thrusts the plastic cock 
full in and cries out wildly as the orgasm hits her, 
thrashing and convulsing on the sheet. I fall on my 
knees beside her and pulling out the buzzcock bury my 
head between her thighs and lick her juices from her 
cunt and try to push my tongue up where the vibrator 
has been. Slowly Lisa's orgasmic shakings and twistings 
subside, she lies back limp, exhausted almost. "Oh 
honey I'm all fucked out," I hear her gasp. I lie down 
close beside her and caress her hair and kiss her cheek 
and she sleeps for a while.

On many occasions after we play the Watching Game Lisa 
gets out a strap-on dildo, one that really looks like a 
man's cock, flesh-colored with a big purple head, and 
puts it on. "Come on Shanna honey gonna fuck you good. 
I feel like a real butch fuck" and she laughs her 
throaty laugh. I kneel down and take the dildo in my 
mouth and suck it and lubricate it and then I get on 
the bed on all fours and she gets behind me in between 
my legs. I feel the head of the dildo pushing at me and 
Lisa guides it up my cunt, sliding it all the way in. 

Then she goes at it, slowly at first with long in and 
out strokes, squeezing my hang-down tits the while. 
Gradually she begins to work it in and out faster. Soon 
I am swaying backwards and forwards and we get up a 
good rhythm, "That's it hon, that's it, ooooh yesss 
that is good Shanna, making me feel good, fucking you, 
fucking you hard," Lisa says as she works away, "You're 
gonna cum soon now. Real soon hon. You're gonna have a 
big one." And she gets two fingers into my slit and 
rubs my throbbing clit and I cry out, "Yessssss 
pleasssssssssse Lisa, Ohhhhhhhhh pleasssssssse" and 
then I go off like a shooting star and fall forward on 
my face all fucked out too.

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Please keep this story, and all erotic stories out of
the hands of children. They should be outside playing
in the sunshine, not thinking about adult situations.

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