Eternal Apprentice

Sometimes it seems that Ellie and I have almost separate sex lives. In addition to our life together, of course. It is not uncommon to find us in separate rooms, on our respective computers, talking to various interesting people.

Tonight that created an odd and wonderful situation.

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I was online, chatting with a very nice girl about politics and polyamorous dating. Eventually we decided it would be fun to get together for some drinks. I told her that Ellie might want to join us. She agreed, so I left the computer to check on Her Royal Sweetness.

I came to Ellie’s bedroom door and knocked quietly. There was no answer, not even a sound. A moment later I knocked harder, but still nothing. I went back to my computer to send her an instant message.

“Hey sweets, I’m ready to pick you up for our date”

No response. At this point I assumed she had fallen asleep, it was nearly 1am.

I came back to the door, knocked very loudly and asked, “Are you awake?”. After a moment I pushed on the door and it creaked open.

I could see her, splayed out across the bed on her side. At first, I could only see her feet dangling off the end of the bed. I pushed the door open further and stepped lightly into the room. Her back was facing me, and I could see that she was wearing her favorite pair of headphones and nothing else. That’s was the point that her sounds first started flowing gently into my ears. Faint at first, rising and falling, high pitched squeaks and moans.

A second glance into the room revealed that her webcam was on, although I couldn’t make out the screen. Aware that I might be interrupting a wonderful orgasm, I pulled the door shut again, quietly and carefully.

I walked back to my computer to confess the sight of Ellie in masturbatory ecstasy, no doubt talking sexily to a lucky British guy. I thought the sight of her, her fingers sliding across her wet pussy.

My online chatpal suggested that I join Ellie. I turned the thought over in my head for a moment and realized that I was more turned on by the fact that she had no idea that I saw her. I wanted only to watch her get off. I wouldn’t ever have to tell her. She wasn’t doing anything wrong, and she probably would have wanted me to fuck her while her British friend watched, had she known I was there.

I could feel my cock rising in my underwear. I can’t remember the last time I became so hard, so fast. I typed “brb” to my friend and walked down the hall stroking my rigid tool.

This time I could hear her from outside of the room, her moans were exquisite. I gently pushed the door open a few inches so I could peek in. She couldn’t have lined herself up on the bed better. I had the most wonderful view of her ass, and I could see her hand rhythmically thrusting down to her clit. I strained my ears to make out little fragments of her seductive words, “Yes..”, “please”, “fuck me”.

It was amazing to hear her moaning those words, but the thing that got me off most was that she didn’t know that I was watching. I could jack off right in the doorway looking at her ass. Watching it tighten with each caress of her sweet pussy. There was nothing she could do to stop me from watching.

She started to get even louder. She had to know that I was there, it almost felt like she was putting on a show for me. Maybe she could see my reflection in the window. Was the door open too wide? Was the webcam pointed in my direction? Maybe the Brit could see me, a dark figure in the doorway stroking my iron hard member.

This was all too much for me. I slunk away from the door, my cock spasming, warm semen pouring into my hand. Her image was pounding in my head with every heartbeat. It’s still here in my mind even as my pulse slows. Not even five minutes passed before I got to the keyboard to type this, and my cock is rising again as I recount the memory.

I could hear her in the kitchen behind me after she came. She was still naked, now sans headphones.

I greeted her, “Hi, naked!” pretending I didn’t expect her. She smiled widely and timidly confessed, “I just masturbated with a British guy online, but I was hoping you would come in there and fuck me in front of him on the webcam.”

I smiled.