Risky Obsession Ch. 10

"Is she jerking him off?" Amy asked.

"I think so," Charlie whispered.

After a few minutes, Cynthia kissed Peter again before returning to the other part of the kitchen. Peter was left, once again exposed to the other two. His cock was a rock hard and sturdy nine inches now.

"What the hell?!" Amy asked. "That's fucking enormous!" The normally innocent and reserved girl let out a cuss like a pro. "Look at that thing!"

Having seen his friend erect for the first time, Charlie was amazed. He didn't quite know how to react. His penis was both large and fat. Even as a male, Charlie couldn't help but be drawn to it. The moment was a bit uncomfortable for him to see his friend in such a sexual scenario.

Amy continued to marvel at the sight of Peter's erect penis. He continued to tell his story to Cynthia across the room, seemingly unphased by his apparent significant arousal. Amy felt herself become wet between her legs. Watching Peter was turning out to be a very sensational experience.

"Is it weird seeing your friend like that?" she asked as she turned to Charlie.

They made eye contact. "What do you think?"

She giggled, covering her mouth to ensure she wasn't too loud. "I'm sorry. You can go if you want. I think it's safe."

"No way. I'm here till you've got what you need."

They both turned back into the window to watch what would happen next. Cynthia returned to Peter as they chatted and laughed with each other. Cynthia occasionally would stroke his cock while they hung out together. Eventually, they were locking lips and making out right there in the middle of the kitchen.

Peter then picked her up and placed her on the kitchen island. All that could be seen from Amy and Charlie's standpoint was Cynthia's back. They couldn't even make out either of their faces. But it was clear Peter was fucking her. Her body shook in rhythmic motions. She wrapped her arms around his neck as their bodies rocked back and forth.

They could even hear her moans. It was clear she was either orgasming or very close.

"Whoa," Amy said as she watched, breaking a long silence between the two. "He's making her cum already!"

"Are you gonna take a video or whatever?" Charlie asked, feeling a bit awkward watching the scene unfold.

Amy zoomed in with her phone. "I can't see anything. Both their faces are blocked."

Charlie was growing frustrated. "This isn't good enough?"

"No," Amy said, putting her phone back down. "This isn't gonna work from here. We need to get closer. What's on the other end of the house?"

"Over there? It's like a side room thing. I think they use it when they have company or something."

"Can you get in through the garage?" Amy asked as she stepped down from the storage container.

"Are you fucking kidding right now?" Charlie asked, nearly bursting out laughing.

"Dead serious. Let's go watch from there."

"Inside the house?!" Charlie looked back into the window to see Peter continuing to fuck the daylights out of Cynthia. He turned back to Amy who was impatiently waving him down. "C'mon let's go! Hurry!" she called out as she ran towards the other end of the house.

"Jesus Christ," Charlie said to himself as he climbed down and followed Amy towards the garage. "You're nuts," he said as they dashed across the lawn.

The two of them quietly and carefully opened the garage and stepped into the house. Knowing the layout well, Charlie led the way. He stopped before entering the door and peered in. He could see all the way down the hallway and into the kitchen. Peter was still thrusting deeply into Cynthia as she belted out loud moans. He turned to Amy, made a shoosh indication, and then beckoned for her to follow him in. Amy rolled her eyes, as if anyone would hear them over Cynthia's moans.

They dashed down the hall, in full view if either Cynthia or Peter were to turn their head. But they were clearly preoccupied. Charlie led her into the sitting room where they briefly collected themselves. They caught their breath, smiling at one another. The thrill of the situation was remarkable.

After a brief break, they resumed the mission. As they peered out from the sitting room, they could clearly see Cynthia and Peter fucking each other no more than fifteen feet away. From this angle, both were visible.

"Oh fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Yes! Peter! Right there! Oh my God I'm gonna cum again!" Cynthia was nearly brought to tears as she came a third time. Peter's balls smacked against her as he pushed his entire cock deep inside her. Both were covered in sweat. The various items on the counter top were pushed aside. It was a frantic and passionate love-making session more intense than ever.

Charlie and Amy watched closely. "He has it all in her," Amy whispered. "He has the whole thing inside."

Charlie stared as well. He couldn't believe what a machine Peter was. The man clearly had a gift for pleasing women. And Cynthia wasn't just any woman. She was a bombshell ten out of ten. Charlie couldn't help but get hard as he watched them fuck.

Amy was deeply aroused too. As they each watched the display in front of them, it was impossible to not get swept into the moment. She peeked over at Charlie and noticed he was sprouting an erection. She then reached between her legs and caressed her vagina, feeling the strong warmth emanating from within.

"Psst," she whispered. Charlie didn't hear her as he watched the others. "Psst!" she said a bit louder. He suddenly snapped out of it. "What?" he whispered.

Amy giggled. She was flush red. "I'm so freaking horny!" she laughed. "This is really intense!"

Charlie smiled and nodded. He pointed to his erection and gave the thumbs up. Amy looked down and her eyes got wide. "He's excited!" she joked. Charlie then motioned her over so they'd be right next to each other. Amy slid over and got comfortable up close to his body. She placed her hand over his cock. He did the same between her legs.

They continued to watch Peter and Cynthia making love while they mastrubated each other in the doorway.

"Ahhh fuck, babe!" Peter grunted. "Fuck, I'm gonna cum. I can't hold it anymore!" Peter withdrew his cock and held it firmly at the base. It glistened from Cynthia's wetness. He stood perfectly still as Cynthia slid off the counter and knelt before him. "Cum on my face," she said. "I wanna see you explode like you always do."

"Holy shit," Amy said. Charlie's fingers were now under her panties. Her hand stroked his exposed cock. "He's gonna cum."

To say Peter doused her would be a severe understatement. His cum came at her with such force, she had to eventually shield her face as the blasts continued. Peter felt so much pleasure, he stomped his feet. He groaned so loud, it was as if he was in agony. He finally aimed his penis towards the cabinet next to Cynthia as she struggled to recover from the mess.

Charlie felt he was about to cum as well. But he stopped and frantically pointed towards Amy's phone. She had yet to take a picture or video and now they were done. She released Charlie's cock and grabbed her phone. She held it up and aimed, trying to get Cynthia covered in cum as well as Peter's still hard cock in the frame. She also had to make sure to get their faces.

Charlie impatiently waited for her to get the clip as he stuffed his dick back in his pants. Amy hit record and made sure to get everything she needed in the frame.

Then suddenly, a voice was heard.

"Give me the phone."

Charlie and Amy turned around at the same time. As if out of a horror movie a large, dark shadow of a man stood before them. He held his hand out.

"Give me the phone," a deep voice said.

It was Frank.

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"That's enough, guys," Frank said quietly as he emerged into the kitchen. He was followed by the very nervous Charlie and Amy.

"Frank! What the hell!" Cynthia screamed. Peter was standing before her, clutching his cock as she knelt on the ground. He turned around in a panic to find Frank walking past them towards the refrigerator. Charlie and Amy stood tentatively, frightened and not looking directly at them.

Cynthia stood up and quickly put her panties back on before frantically trying to re-secure her bra. "What the fuck are you doing, Frank?" she asked in a stern voice as she wiped cum off her face and body while getting dressed.

Peter's clothes were halfway across the house. He began to make his way for the other room, but Frank interjected. "You're gonna stay right there, pal," he said as he took a sip of beer. "You too, Nancy Drew," he said, nodding towards Amy.

Peter froze in place. He made eye contact with Charlie who was white as a ghost. He looked at Amy before turning his attention back to Frank. They feared what would happen next. Having just had aggressive and passionate sex, Peter was unfortunately stuck naked and still sporting a raging hard-on. There was nothing he could do but try and conceal his dick and balls, but that proved to be nearly impossible.

"I know you two little lovebirds have been fucking for months," he said as he took another sip. Frank was calm, collected, and exhibited an outwardly comfortable demeanor given the circumstance. "But I come home to find these two taking pictures of you while diddling each other. Now isn't that adorable?"

No one said anything. Cynthia stared at the ground, ashamed, embarrassed and angry with her husband. "What do you want, Frank?" she said quietly.

"What does it matter what I want?" he scoffed. "What does anyone give a shit about me? You certainly don't as you let this little shit deep dick you in the kitchen I paid for."

"Fuck you man," Peter said angrily. "Everyone knows you sleep around."

"Fuck me? Fuck me?!" Frank said as he approached Peter. In response, Peter raised his fists, revealing his still erect cock for everyone to see. It was almost impossible not to laugh as Peter braced for a fight while sporting a massive hard-on.

Frank stopped short of hitting him, instead looking down at his cock and laughing. "You think you're pretty special, don't ya pal. You think you can prance around with a ten inch dick and just fuck anyone's wife, huh?"

Peter didn't respond. He gritted his teeth. His fists remained clenched and ready to fight. Frank continued to laugh. He turned to Charlie and Amy. "And these two over here just trying to get off to the whole thing."

The room was dead silent. Frank commanded the group with forceful intimidation. The tension was so heavy, it felt as if chaos would ensue any minute. Frank calmly sipped his beer, smiling at Cynthia. He took a seat on the counter. "Well, I'll tell you what. Getting off to the whole thing doesn't sound so bad, now does it?"

He took another swig, this time chugging the remainder of his beer and tossing the bottle aside. He then unzipped his pants. "Why don't you two just go ahead and continue what you were doing?"

"Or... how about this," said Cynthia as she approached Frank. She wore nothing but a bra and panties. Cum was still plastered on her stomach from earlier. "You stand up. Walk out that door, and never come back here again."

Frank scoffed. "Oh yeah? The house I paid for? Heh.. fat chance."

"I agree with Cynthia," a familiar voice called out.

Everyone turned to see Kevin standing in the doorway. "Get out, Dad. Pack your shit and leave."

Kevin and Amy made eye contact. She looked away, deeply embarrassed by the situation. But Kevin remained vigilant in his approach. He stared down Frank who, for the first time that evening, looked vulnerable.

"Yeah? And why should I do that, son?"

Kevin gulped and took a deep breath. He looked around the room. Everyone was staring at him. He looked back at his father. "Because I've been sleeping with Cynthia for two years. While you cheated on her nightly. I was there for her. Peter was there for her. I can sink your entire career in seconds with this news. I suggest you get out."

Frank turned bright red. "Son..." he said in a whimper. "Son, you're lying."

"Get out."

Silence filled the air. No one made a move. Frank slowly pushed himself off the counter and walked over to Kevin. He didn't say a word, except sighed. He was defeated. He was betrayed. He had no choice but to leave.

After one glance to Cynthia, he quietly walked out and shut the door. Everyone breathed a sigh of relief. Peter finally put his underwear back on.

"Well, that's done," said Kevin as Cynthia hugged him. "I'm sorry about that."

"Don't apologize, man," said Peter.

"Yeah dude, that was badass, standing up to your pops," said Charlie.

Kevin cracked up laughing. "Do I wanna know why you two are here?"

Amy blushed. "I think it's best we sit down and talk," she said. "Drinks, anyone?"

"You guys go ahead. I need to regroup after what happened," Cynthia said as she poured a glass of wine."

"I'll stay," said Peter. "You shouldn't be alone."

"Well, fuck it. Let's all stay. No sense splitting up after that," Charlie added. He squeezed Amy's hand.

Kevin saw them holding hands and knew he had lost Amy. He saw Peter stand by Cynthia and knew that was over too. There was no place for him. "I'm gonna go."

"Kevin, no," said Cynthia. "Stay."

He shook his head. "No... no, Cynthia. I need to do some soul-searching. I'm ok, believe me. You guys have fun."

Kevin left in a hurry, despite Cynthia's pleas for him to stay. Peter comforted her by giving her a hug and holding on tightly. "Let him go, it's ok," he said as he kissed her on the head.

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"I still can't believe I wanted to get you in trouble," Amy said as the four of them sat in the living room, sipping wine, recapping the crazy evening. "I'm so sorry. I don't know what came over me."

"Love can make us all do crazy things, honey," said Cynthia as she poured Amy another glass. "Really, really crazy things."

As the four of them recovered from the near disastrous incident, they all got more comfortable with each other. Peter and Cynthia sat together on the love seat while Charlie and Amy snuggled on the couch. It was becoming apparent where the night was going, but no one was certain how it would start.

Unsurprisingly, Charlie, having been left with blue balls earlier, was anxious to get started. He and Amy got cozier on the couch until they found themselves making out. Their bodies rubbed on each other as they locked mouths.

Cynthia and Peter smiled at one another, happy for the two of them before they passionately began making out themselves.

Before long, things were escalating. Clothing was being shed. Without each couple even realizing it, everyone was naked. It was Amy who first opened her eyes to see the others across from them. Cynthia's hands were wrapped tightly around Peter's cock which looked achingly hard.

"Oh my God," she said, stunned. Charlie turned to see and laughed. "Fuck, man."

Peter laughed. "Can I help you two?"

Cynthia smiled as she continued to jerk him off. Her tongue hung out the corner of her mouth while she concentrated.

"That's enormous," said Amy. "You are a gifted man."

"Hey!" Charlie said as he waved his cock at her. "What about mine?"

She smiled, tucked her hair behind her ear, leaned forward and kissed his penis. "I love it. But it's no whopper like his." She began to softly caress his dick while they both watched Cynthia work on Peter. After she stroked him for a little, she began to suck his cock, barely getting two inches in.

Even Charlie couldn't peel his eyes off his buddy's giant phallus. "Good for you, dude," he said as he watched Cynthia struggle to take him in her mouth.

"I'm worried about her teeth!" Amy said, concerned that Peter's girth may pose a problem.

"She's a pro," he said as he ran his fingers through Cynthia's hair. "She's so good at this."

"Do you care if I get a little closer?" Amy asked Charlie while still holding his cock. "Be my guest," he responded. Amy released him and quickly jumped over to the couch to join the others. She sat right next to Peter and crossed her legs. She watched Cynthia nearly gag as she sucked on his long pole. "That's so cool," Amy said in disbelief.

"It feels so cool," said Peter, stretching his arm across the back of the couch to make room for their new guest. Charlie opted to jerk off solo from the other couch. "She can't even get half of you, man," he said.

"She's doing great," said Peter.

"Feels good?" Amy asked as she eagerly looked up at Peter.

"Feels perfect."

Charlie stroked his cock while watching Amy being a little voyeur. By now, it was clear she liked to watch and even clearer she liked Peter's equipment. Charlie didn't mind using his friend as stimulating material for his new fling. He alternated watching Cynthia blow Peter to watching how aroused Amy was sitting next to them. It was almost too much for him to handle as he had to repeatedly cool down.

"It's so thick at the bottom," said Amy, leaning in and getting a closer look. "I love it."

"Grab it," said Charlie. "Go ahead and try it."

Amy turned to Peter who was already smiling and nodding. Of course she can grab it. She held onto his cock from the bottom of the shaft, squeezing it. "You're so hard," she said, nearly whispering in disbelief.

Cynthia finally popped her mouth off and jerked Peter, smiling proudly at Amy. "What do you think?" she asked.

"I love it. How's he taste?"

Cynthia angled Peter's penis towards Amy, indicating for her to give him a try. Amy looked at Charlie who nodded. His own throbbing cock looked ready to burst.

In an instant, Amy's lips were open wide for Peter. Cynthia steadied it while Amy sucked the tip. She closed her eyes as she blew him, overcome with arousal. She moaned softly as she tried to take as much of him in her mouth as possible.

Charlie took advantage of the opportunity and slid over to the couch next to Amy. He reached between her legs to feel that she was already soaking wet and burning hot. He plunged his fingers inside her as she moaned louder.

They carried on like this as Amy tried to go further. Charlie dug deeper. Cynthia watched in admiration, filled with feelings of arousal and sex. She loved being surrounded by such a young and lustful group.

Amy finally came up for air as she leaned back, spread her legs and forced Charlie's head between them. As soon as he plunged his tongue inside, she nearly came.

"Ohhhhh fuck!" she screamed, begging for an orgasm.

Meanwhile, Peter stood up and swapped places with Cynthia. She sat back, next to Amy, and spread her legs. Peter knelt down and teased her with the head of his cock. Both Charlie and Amy watched closely as he penetrated her, sliding his cock inch by inch, deep into Cynthia.

It was too much for Amy. She came aggressively and quickly as Charlie ate her out and Peter fucked Cynthia.

"Oh fuck! Shit, honey, you're so deep. Oh my God, baby!" Cynthia moaned. Peter bit his lower lip while actively fucking her harder.

Not to be left out, Charlie snapped into action. He tentatively placed his cock on Amy's pussy in an attempt to tease her like Peter did. But Amy wanted no part of the tease and pulled him closer. In an instant, his entire five inch cock was inside her while she moaned.

And just like that, both boys fucked the daylights out of their girls. Amy was so turned on watching Peter and Cynthia, she had a second orgasm. "Oh my God, I'm gonna cum again. You're gonna make me cum!"

Charlie slid his dick all the way in and left it there to feel Amy's vaginal muscles tense as she came. He was afraid to move it even an inch for fear he'd lose his rapidly boiling cum load.

They took a break to watch the others. Peter's cock was going so deep, it was visible underneath Cynthia's tiny stomach. Amy took particular interest in that as she stared, mesmerized, at the slight visible bulge.