08/08/2025
I have a thing for being watched, but I never told my girlfriend because I thought she’d find it weird. Turns out, I was way off.
We were visiting her place last weekend and her roommate was hanging around the apartment in a tiny tank and nothing else. Just vibing.
I thought nothing of it, until my girlfriend leaned in and whispered, “You keep staring at her. You want to fuck her?”
I froze. She wasn’t mad. She was smirking.
That night, after a few drinks, she asked her roommate to come chill in the living room with us. Lights dim. Music low. My girlfriend was curled up beside me, slowly rubbing me through my pants while pretending to scroll her phone.
I was rock hard. Then she said, out loud, “He’s been thinking about you all day. You should let him.”
Her roommate laughed like it was a joke. Then she looked at me, bit her lip, and asked, “Do you want me?”
I looked at my girlfriend. She nodded.
I fucked her roommate while my girlfriend sat right there, legs crossed, eyes locked on mine. She didn’t touch herself. She just watched. Like it was a performance. Like she owned both of us.
When I came, my girlfriend finally walked over, kissed me, and said, “Next time, I want her on your face while I ride you.”
I don’t think I’m ever getting out of this relationship. And honestly? I don’t want to.
Poster:
Dan Orchid