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Flashing at my neighbor

Erotic fiction inspired by Veel in “Vogue

I’m an exhibitionist. The thrill I get from flashing at strangers is sometimes better than actual sex. On warm days, I love sitting on the windowsill in the bedroom of my top floor apartment, stroking my naked body, more than happy for neighbors or sharp-sighted passersby to get an eyeful.

Yesterday, my mid-morning naked display triggered off an unexpected, but wholly satisfying incident. I was sitting in the window with my eyes closed, lazily running a middle finger up and down between the lips of my shaved pussy. My body tingled with so much sexual electricity, I knew it wouldn’t take me long to reach orgasm.

I looked around to see if anyone was watching me. It makes it so much better when I have an audience. I was overjoyed to see a blonde girl standing in the window directly opposite mine – naked. I smiled at her and she held up a piece of card with Apartment #12 scrawled on it in big letters, beckoning me to join her. I gave her the thumbs up, threw on a dress and some shoes, and raced over to her apartment.

She buzzed me in and I ran up the stairs two at a time. Introducing herself as Sandy, my neighbor led me through to the bedroom. Close up, she was gorgeous. She sat on the bed as I pulled my dress off, slid her hand between her legs, and started stroking her shaved pussy, really slowly. I smiled, and Sandy smiled back with a mischievous glint in her beautiful blue eyes. She opened her legs wide and using both hands, splayed her labia so I could see all the beautiful wet folds of her pussy.

“I’ve watched you before,” Sandy said. “But from behind the curtain, so you couldn’t see me.”

“That really turns me on,” I replied.

Sandy looked me straight in the eyes then down at her pussy and said, “I’ve been dreaming of your fingers and mouth down there for ages.”

I could see her pussy was already slick with juices, her fingers sliding over her clit and swollen lips easily. I joined her on the bed and kissed her cheek, her mouth, her neck, as I swept my hand down over her stomach and between her legs. She moaned with pleasure as I began sliding two fingers in and out of her hot, slippery pussy, simultaneously rubbing at her clit with the flat of my thumb. She was so responsive, rocking against me to chase the sensations.

“Eat me,” Sandy said. “Please, eat me.”

I trailed my tongue down from her neck, over her heaving breasts, down her flat tummy, until it flicked teasingly across her clit. I took a moment to savor the sight of her pussy close up. It was so beautiful, all pink and puffed up with arousal, shiny with juice and ready for me to taste.

I leaned in and took my first long, slow lick of Sandy’s pussy, before flicking my tongue back and forth over her protruding clit. Her groans increased in volume as I began sucking hungrily at her soaking wet slit, pressing my lips tight around her clit. Sandy parted her legs wider to spread open her honey hole, letting out a loud gasp of delight when I held her plump lips open and slid my tongue as deep as it would go inside her. She wriggled and squirmed beneath me. Incredibly aroused, I started rubbing my own pussy, which was as wet and slick as Sandy’s.

I slid two fingers right into my soaking snatch, stirred them around to coat them in my sticky goodness, then pulled them out and slid them into Sandy’s receptive mouth. She sucked them hungrily, stroking her tongue over them as if she were giving a blowjob. Now drenched in her saliva, I slid the fingers into her pussy alongside my tongue. Her breathing became heavier and faster and I could tell she was getting close to her climax. I started driving my fingers harder, faster, and deeper, in and out of her pussy, pressing my tongue over her clit.

I felt her sugar walls tightening around my fingers, as she started to rock her hips in rhythm with the thrusts of my hand. Her breath was coming in short, sharp gasps, her pussy squelching as I worked my fingers more forcefully inside her. She arched her back and started trembling uncontrollably on my fingers, her thighs and stomach tensing. I held my fingers still, embedded inside her, watching her face. She looked gorgeous, totally lost in pleasure; her expression was one of complete rapture as she rode out the waves of her orgasm.

I kissed and cuddled Sandy as she caught her breath, exploring her soft skin, breathing in her scent. As she regained her senses she started kissing me back more passionately, grabbing and squeezing my breasts, teasing my hard nipples. Her hand moved down between my thighs, tantalizingly slowly; the exact moment that her thumb and forefinger made contact with my clit, pinching a little to make it throb, a bolt of powerful sensation shot through my body.

“Come on, my little exhibitionist… show me how you touch yourself!” she purred, sitting back and watching expectantly. Masturbating for someone sitting so close felt very different from putting on a show at a distance, as I did when I flashed. It felt so intimate. My cheeks burned under Sandy’s intense scrutiny as I shoved a couple of fingers into my dripping wet pussy, circling the fingertips of my other hand on my clit. Her eyes raked over my body, taking in every twitch and tremor.

“Damn, I can’t keep my hands off you,” she said, her voice shaky. “Get on your knees, keep rubbing your clit.” I did as she asked, going face down, ass up, fingers skating over my clit, feeling it pulse. She pushed her face into my crotch from behind, licking a stripe from my asshole to my soaked pussy hole, dipping her tongue in, then doing it again and again. When she pushed three fingers into my pussy and ground them against my G-spot I came so hard I actually squirted in her face. That was a new sensation for me, and it felt incredible.

Sandy pulled her fingers out of me and sucked them clean, then kissed me so I could taste myself on her lips. As we held each other and kissed some more, I had the feeling that it would be the start of an ongoing affair. Which is why I’m sitting naked, looking over at Sandy’s window right now – waiting for her to appear and beckon me back for more.

 

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Members Comments (2)

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My Comment 8 months ago

I can see this made into a movie. I love the story and the quoted wording. Perfect.

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Sydney 8 months ago

I'd love to see this made into a movie too