Caught at the Beach House: Voyeur Sex Story That’ll Make You Cum

The salty air was thick with heat as the sun dipped low behind the dunes, casting long golden rays through the windows of the secluded beach house. Emily, petite but curvy, with a summer tan, hazel eyes and wild brown hair, stretched out on the back porch lounge, bikini top already unhooked, bare tits glistening with sweat.

Inside, her best friend’s older brother, Tyler—tall, muscled, with that deep tan only surfers have and a cocky smile—watched her through the sliding glass door. He’d been sneaking glances at her all week, savoring every moment she thought she was alone and unobserved. She had no idea her innocent sunbathing was his favorite secret show.

Around the corner, Jamie—Emily’s friend, a statuesque blonde with freckles and a wicked smirk—filled a glass of wine, catching Tyler’s wandering gaze. She knew what he liked to watch. She’d seen the subtle bulge in his swim shorts, his eyes tracking Emily as she untied her top each afternoon.

Jamie grinned, padding outside, settling next to Emily. "You know he watches you, right?" she whispered, trailing her fingers over Emily’s bare stomach. Emily bit her lip, looking toward the glass door. Tyler stood there now, shameless, pulse pounding, hunger etched across his jaw. He didn’t even try to hide the tent in his shorts.

Emily felt her nipples pebble to hard points. She spread her legs slightly. Jamie let her hand drop lower, fabric of the bikini bottoms now tight between Emily’s thighs. She pressed her palm over Emily’s mound, teasing out a gasp. "Should we give him something to really watch?"

Tension crackled like static. Emily nodded, then slowly slid her bikini bottoms off, exposing her shaved, glistening pussy. Jamie leaned down, licking a wet stripe from Emily’s stomach to her clit, circling it with the tip of her tongue. Emily moaned, loud enough for Tyler to hear through the thick glass, hips bucking.

Tyler’s cock throbbed against his shorts; he couldn’t help it. He palmed himself, mesmerized by the sight outside. Jamie’s hands squeezed Emily’s tits, pinching her nipples, while her mouth worked Emily’s pussy—tongue flicking, lips sucking, dragging obscene wet sounds from Emily’s cunt. Jamie pulled back, fingers sliding into Emily’s slick heat, pumping slow, hard, twisting until Emily writhed and whimpered, begging for more.

"Look at him," Jamie murmured, reaching up to turn Emily’s face back toward the window. Tyler had dropped his shorts, cock thick and hard in his fist, stroking in rhythm with Jamie’s fingers. The raw thrill of it hit Emily—being watched, used like a dirty show. It made her pussy clench around Jamie’s fingers.

"You want him to fuck you?" Jamie whispered, voice filthy. "You want him to see you cum all over my tongue first?"

"Yes—oh fuck, yes," Emily gasped as Jamie sucked her clit, tongue flicking mercilessly. Emily came, shuddering, breathless, gasping Tyler’s name. Cum leaked down Jamie’s hand, dripping onto the teak lounge.

Jamie stood, wiped her mouth, eyes glittering. She slid open the glass door. "Come on, Tyler. Come fuck her. Unless you’re just gonna stand there and jerk off like a creep."

Tyler’s cock twitched with excitement. He stepped onto the porch, his thick cock bobbing. Emily opened her legs for him, glistening cunt still quivering. Jamie pulled her own bikini off, soft blonde curls and slick folds revealed. She knelt behind Emily, kissing her neck, hands kneading Emily’s tits from behind.

Tyler dropped between Emily’s thighs, rubbing his cockhead at her dripping entrance, teasing her. Emily arched, grabbing his hips, nails digging into his skin.

"Fuck, you’re so wet," Tyler growled. "That little show got you off, huh? Dirty little slut."

Emily whimpered, grinding against him, desperate to feel him inside her. "Please, Tyler, fuck me—fuck me hard. I want you to watch me cum."

He obliged, thrusting in, thick cock sliding all the way inside with one hard push. Emily screamed, hips slamming up to meet his. He started slow, deep strokes, letting Emily savor the stretch, then picked up the pace until the sound of skin slapping echoed over the porch. Jamie bit Emily’s neck, hands sliding down to play with her clit, pinching, rubbing as Tyler fucked her hard, every muscle flexing under his tanned skin.

"You like showing off? You like being watched while you get fucked?" Tyler grunted, voice raw.

"Yes, god, yes! Don’t stop—fuck me, everyone can watch!"

Jamie giggled, her own hand slipping between her legs, rubbing her soaked pussy as she watched Tyler pound into Emily. "Such a filthy slut. Give him a show, baby. Cum on his cock."

Emily’s moans got louder, body rocking, tits bouncing with every thrust. Tyler slammed deep, pulsing, filling her up, Jamie’s fingers working her clit in fast, tight circles. Emily shattered, screaming, gushing around Tyler’s cock, soaking the base of him with her cum.

He didn’t stop. He pulled out, spun Emily over, ass high in the air, face buried in the cushions. He slid back in, pounding her doggy-style, holding her hips tight, slamming in so hard she could barely breathe, just gasp and take it. Jamie crawled under her, licking and sucking Emily’s clit as Tyler fucked her from behind, spit and cum dripping down Emily’s thighs.

Jamie kissed Tyler, licking Emily’s juices off his lips, then lay back, spreading her legs. "Your turn," she challenged, eyes daring. Tyler pulled out of Emily, guided his slick cock between Jamie’s legs, pushing inside her slow. Jamie moaned, hands in her hair, back arching.

Emily joined, crawling down to consume Jamie’s pussy alongside Tyler’s cock, licking Jamie’s clit as Tyler fucked her deep, watching her tits bounce, her stomach trembling. Jamie bucked, screaming with every thrust, grabbing Emily’s hair, riding both of them.

Tyler was close now, grunting, every muscle tight, sweat dripping onto Jamie’s breasts. "Wanna watch me cum? Want my cum all over you?"

Emily nodded, eyes glued to his cock shoving into Jamie’s swollen pussy. Jamie gasped, begging, "Give it to me, fuck—cover us, Tyler!"

He pulled out, stroking hard, cock throbbing, cum spurting in thick white ropes across Jamie’s tits, splashing her lips, her stomach. Emily licked the salty mess off her friend’s chest, then straddled Jamie, kissing her, both of them smearing Tyler’s cum all over their bodies.

The three collapsed together, tangled and sticky, a mess of sweat, cum, slurred moans and promises to do it all again before the weekend was over.