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Voyeurism / Mutual Masturbation

He watched them, palming himself as the large man thrust into his buxom beauty. Soon, he thought.

He'd been watching her for the past year. He'd first seen her when she was on her way to work. Her purple dress, red glasses and green shoes made her stand out, like the brightest star in the cosmos. She was an angel on Earth.

He'd watched her, to and from work she went diligently, every morning and evening at the same time. He'd seen her out on a Friday were her work colleagues. He'd even seen her on a Wednesday night when she went to that support group she ran. She was wonderful and beautiful.

Or she used to be until she let herself get tainted by the new agent who came to work for the FBI. Luke Alvez was his name and he was scum. He'd waltzed into the bureau and that was it. Everyone fell in love with him, including her. Penelope Garcia. The woman of his dreams.

She resisted at first, he'd seen them arguing as they went into the building and then as the left at night. But somewhere it changed. He began to take her out during the week and then one weekends and one morning when he was watching her in her apartment, Luke Alvez came up behind her in a towel and kissed her. He was almost sick in his mouth. He thought she might push him off, slap him or call the police. But no, she got down on her knees, unwrapped the towel from around his waist and took his cock into her mouth. She sucked him until he protested and then she got to her feet and bent over the counter, letting Luke take her from behind. It was disgusting and vile. His cock still got hard from it though. He imagined it was him pounding into her. His hands grasping at her plentiful buttocks, his cock buried deep inside her sweet folds and his name she screamed out as she came.

But she didn't even notice him. Luke Alvez became her world.

He'd followed them to a club tonight. Watched as they danced and laughed with friends. She'd gone to the toilet and he wanted to approach her. Tell her that he could satisfy her just as well and that he was a better match for her. He knew he routines, he knew that she liked cats and he knew that he could pleasure her in all the right ways. He'd watched Luke Alvez do it; studied his movements and techniques.

But he got shy. She was so beautiful. Blonde hair, blue eyes and a curvy body, what more could a man want?

He'd continued watching them throughout the night; they both drank and the more they drank, the more their hands wandered. His hand went up her dress and she let out a gasp, turning to look at him with desire in her eyes. They shared a look and then they disappeared.

He followed them, staying a respectable distance as they wound their way to the exit, holding hands and exchanging longing glances.

He got held up by a group of youths who tried to make him dance with them but he growled and bore his teeth, soon making them leave him alone.

When he got outside, the couple were nowhere to be seen.

With a frustrated sigh, he turned down an alley, head down with dejection until he heard the unmistakable sound of skin slapping against skin and the breathy moans of two people in the throes of passion.

Simultaneously, his cock hardened and his heart broke.

There she was, allowing him to taint her in such a public place. She was up against the dirty alley wall, one hand in his hair as the other gripped his leather jacket tightly in her hand. She was moaning loudly as he thrust into her, face buried between her breasts. Her thigh was around his hip, creamy skin bearing itself in the moonlight.

Reaching down, he palmed himself through his jeans and drew the zipper down, pulling his cock out of his underwear and exposing the sensitive flesh to the cold night.

When he grasped his cock in his hand he pretended it was her. He pumped himself to their rhythm. If he closed his eyes, he could pretend he was balls deep inside her, pretend it was his cock making her moan like a wanton slut and his kisses on her breasts that made her cry out with pleasure. He could pretend he was holding her thick thigh up as he pumped into her and it was him giving her everything he had.

With a pitiful whimper, he emptied himself into his hand, embarrassed at his stamina as the couple continued their furious fucking. He refused to call it lovemaking. Only he would make love to Penelope Garcia.

He watched as they eventually came together, swallowing each other cries of pleasure.

When Luke pulled his cock out, anger surged through him when he realised they hadn't used a condom. Now she really was tainted. His seed was inside her, dripping down her thigh and into her underwear, infecting her with his essence.

They laughed, kissed and redressed themselves before heading towards her apartment where they would no doubt deface more surfaces and she would be further tainted.

It disgusted him. He would have to step up his actions. Their relationship was progressing faster than he thought. She was being consumed by him and he needed to save her.

He walked quickly home and upon entering he headed straight to his bedroom. He lightly fingered the picture of Penelope he kept by the bed, stroking a finger across her cheek.

Turning, he opened his closet and dug around in the back, moving clothes until his safe was revealed. He entered the passcode (her birthday) and opened the door, smiling when he pulled out the knife that he kept in there. It was a hunting knife, nothing special. It was the same one he had killed his sister with when she betrayed him and fell in love with someone else. It was the same one his father had used to teach their mother a lesson when she tried to escape their farm. It was a family possession.

He ran his fingertips across the sharp edge, wincing when it cut his skin and blood oozed from his digits.

Soon, he thought. Soon he would free her from Luke Alvez and they could be together. Soon it would be him thrusting into her as she cried out in pleasure. Soon she would marry him and bear their child, her body growing round with their life force.

The more he thought about their future together, the harder his cock became.

Soon - it became his mantra.