Spying on Sarah - Sex Stories

Spying on Sarah

... open, curving into a pleading, hungry smile once I'm fully inside you. More moans would escape from between your lips. You'd clench even tighter when my fingers interlace with yours to both hold you down and feel your hands squeeze mine when your orgasm ripples through you, your pulse beating with mine like erratic tiny drums. I want you to be lost in a place of intense pleasure from being penetrated and dominated while I hold you down. While I have you under my control, the sweet ache throbbing in your pussy is from submitting, being taken over by me and now you're getting closer, fingering at a nearly furious place, your other hand on your clit is massaging fast, body shaking like a fallen power line in slow motion. I'm close, too. The ache in my cock building up more pressure, my balls on fire no matter how much the night's constant cool breeze caresses over me. When the orgasm sweeps through you, your hips arch and your body seems almost frozen in place except for the shudders overtaking your legs, the moaning so loud now that it seems you really are next to me, cumming for me. The sound makes my cock twitch more and in seconds my legs start shaking a bit, too. I imagine myself being buried entirely in your wet tight pussy as I climax, thick white streams of cum ...

... jetting out of me and splashing on the grass over and over, emptying out more of my seed than I ever have when going on these night walks. My heart is pounding in my ears from release, but I make sure to zip my pants back up and keep my eyes on you. You're lying there with your eyes still closed, mouth open and chest rising and falling fast as you catch your breath. One hand remains on your slick, swollen pussy. You look like you may stay like that for a while before rising, or just fall asleep at any moment with that peaceful look on your face. I leave as quietly as I came to your window, part of me wanting to stay and just watch the lovely sight of your body relaxing, but I can never stay. But I always wonder what would happen if I announced myself when you are pleasuring yourself. Wonder what would happen if I tapped on the window and you looked over at me while your fingers explored your pussy, holding my cock out as an invitation. I wonder if you would scream and call the police. If you would just freeze and not know what to do. If your curiosity and lust would draw you to the window and let me in. I always wonder and know that there may always be a chance to find out tomorrow when night comes and you think no one is watching and craving to join their body with yours.