Mystery Brunette (M/F)

His dick sprung to life the moment he saw her fingering herself in front of her mirror. Gabe was just taking out the trash when through the new neighbor’s window, he saw a beautiful girl with creamy skin and silky brown curls naked in a teenage girl’s room of blues and white. Her window blinds were down but open at eye level. He could do nothing but drink in the sight of her. Her left hand was busy exploring the small mounds of her breasts and the right was engaged below, stroking and encouraging a smooth hairless slit to leak moisture that Gabe thought he could see in the mirror she faced. He wasn’t sure who she was, but this wasn’t the first time he had seen her inappropriately. The neighbors moved in weeks ago, but this was by far the most erotic. Gabe’s dick was already leaking precum in amounts of the first order. He was a few steps from the side door that let into his kitchen and he took them inside quickly. Her slender body and soft pink nipples made him sweat. It almost felt like he had avoided Medusa’s gaze by only seeing her reflection in the mirror. Thinking quickly, Gabe moved to turn out the kitchen lights and returned to the window in the side door. It was dark enough that he couldn’t be seen inside the shadows. The unknown girl had skin so flawless it couldn’t be legal for him to touch her body even if she knew he wanted to. She was maybe approaching her eighteenth year but no more than that. It wasn’t even a few seconds before Gabe found himself in hand without considering much else. The show was meant for him. The petite brunette had even brushed against him once before, passing the ass to pelvic contact as accidental. She had lingered so long that he twitched inadvertently against her slender backside before she laughingly excused herself. The aching for something to come of this teasing brought him to the point that he was stroking himself in the dark, watching carefully with gratitude at the nearness of the houses and the excellent lighting in the lusty teen’s room. She appeared to be trembling, her mouth open on a face that he knew was particularly fine. Her family didn’t seem classy but her looks were classic. She had porcelain skin, now flushed to a becoming shade of pink. Her lips were full and rosy and her cheekbones high with brown deep-set eyes accentuated by thick lashes. He watched now as she brought her right hand up to her face for a slow languorous lick before dropping it below again. Gabe’s pumping became fervent then and he worked the shaft with thoughts of her small hands performing the duty. He imagined how it might take both of those elegant fingers to really grip his girth and how she might drop a lick from time to time on the tip. Gabe’s balls felt tightly clench like they were begging to the word to go. The nameless brunette seemed eager for release herself, her left hand traveling anxiously from her breasts to her hips to her neck in an effort to simulate the hands of a lover. She broke her contact with her right hand but produced something from a place he couldn’t see. His confusion slowed down his climax, leaving Gabe straining his eyes to see what she was holding. It looked pink when she held it still for a second and suddenly he placed the phallic shaped. A vibrator. This was incredible. Here he was in his own home with nobody to see him cum with this forbidden wonder. And she slipped it inside of herself so easily. The change in her expression was visible even from the distance, her eyes closed, mouth breathlessly open. Gabe felt himself hanging on for the moment that looked to be soon coming. He imagined himself with his hands on her body, his thick fingers making her fine bones look delicate and small. She would be sweet to hold, so small and soft. With that train of thought, Gabe felt himself verge on his climax, but he stayed himself by focusing on her face and not the flush spreading across her heaving breasts. Even with his focus, she drew his gaze down again by making gentle thrusts into the vibrator that made him think of her riding his dick. In that moment, he felt himself start coming, the regular pumps of his shaft becoming sporadic thrusts into his hand. The girl looked to have found her moment as well as she crumpled forward in a weak-kneed moment. Her breasts bobbled appealingly in the mirror before she regained her footing and withdrew the pink wand. Gabe stood there mesmerized with his spunk the kitchen floor and his hand a little. It was the most glorious session of self-touching he had ever experienced. She disappeared from the room and Gabe cleaned up the mess he had made before retreating to sleep. It was the next morning that he knew the true damage of the night before. He was looking everywhere for her, leaning against his kitchen counter and snooping like a super creep. The hope was planted that she wanted him as much as he wanted her, and it was driving him out of his mind. But as much as she had driven him to lusting for her, Gabe couldn’t have planned what happened next.

But that’s for next time…

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