The Show - Sex Stories

The Show

... thinking I was caught, but she just moved onto her knees with her ass high in the air. Her sweet hot ass was pointed right at me and she reached behind her and shoved the dildo into her ass! She was fucking her ass with the dildo, her fingers were buried deep in her pussy from underneath and she was screaming and moaning her pleasures. It didn't take long with all this going on for her to reach an even bigger orgasm than the first - this one took everything from her and she collapsed, panting and trembling on the bed. She lay on her bed for several minutes before she was able to get up and leave the room, turning off the lights and heading for the living room. I headed home again, still in awe of the show I had witnessed. That night was one with very pleasant dreams! The next day, I was walking past her apartment on the way to the grocery store when I heard my name. I turned to see who had called me and it was Annette standing in her doorway. She motioned for me to come over, so I walked up her sidewalk. "Hi Annette how are you today?" I said casually. "I am ...

... fine, how are you?" she asked. "I'm doing pretty good. I was just on my way to the store," I told her. "I see. Well, I won't keep you. I just wanted to see how you liked the show." "The show?" I said, gulping. "Relax honey... I know you've been watching me. I like it - it turns me on to know that you are out there watching me. I've got a bit of a naughty exhibitionist streak in me, and I get really hot when I am putting on a show," she said. So I hadn't been as sly as I thought I was! She giggled at my discomfort, but she laid her hand on my arm. "Stop by tonight around 11:00... I got some sexy new lingerie and a new toy to show you." Then she gave me a kiss on the cheek and turned and went inside. Oh I would definitely be in the "audience" that night! The above story is a work of fiction. The names, characters, places and events in it are products of the author’s imagination and are used as fantasy. Any resemblance to actual events or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental. All characters portrayed in this story are over sixteen (16) years of age.