She could see nothing but the outline of short black hair and the slight glimmer of the moon reflected in dark eyes. He had broad shoulders. She couldn’t believe how he stayed there. She hadn’t been subtle, freezing so suddenly. She was horrified. She couldn’t remember if her window was even locked. But as she watched him and he watched her, she felt her pussy throbbing under her hand.
It made her so horny all of a sudden, the terrible nakedness and fear she felt. Had his eyes woken her up? How long had he been there? Was he in love with her dark hair, her blue eyes? Maybe he’d come before, or watched her earlier that night as she’d undressed and read and fallen asleep. She was scared, but then the fear became something else.
She imagined being naked in that car again, and thought of how great it had felt. This man outside the window was like a wolf, watching her through the bars of a cage. As long as they were separated she could feel how hungry he was for her, and she wanted to be chased, and to feel him sink his teeth into her neck.
She sat up in bed, slowly, like a seductress. She felt the quilt slide off her bare tits. She raised herself up until he could see her down to just past her bellybutton. She slid her hand under the covers. As she started to rub her fingers up and down her pussy she felt her arm push her tits together. She wondered if he liked her body. She had perky tits, and they were big, and now that nothing covered them she felt her nipples getting hard and it felt good. With her other slender hand she reached up and squeezed her tits and let out her first desperate, heavy moan.
Her pussy was so wet now she could feel it on her fingers, so she took her hand away from her pussy for a second to lick her fingers. She put them deep in her mouth, so he would see. She loved having fingers down her throat, and her cum tasted sweet. He didn’t move and she wondered if he was hard, if he wanted to fuck her. Her hair was messy and her tits were resting on her pretty little chest and her face looked drunk with how horny she was and with the pleasure she was feeling. She needed to touch herself more. She reached down again, her fingers were wet with her spit.
She pulled her panties to the side and rubbed her pussy with her whole hand. With the other hand she rubbed her neck and her tits and then she reached down with that one too and put it under the covers and ran it over her pretty pussy and her soft thighs. She moaned more because her body felt so good and she knew he was so horny watching her touch herself in the dark like this.
She slid a finger inside her pussy and fucked herself gently, then put another finger in and thrust harder. She could see her hand rise and fall under the covers. She wanted to show him more. She could hear her pussy getting fucked by her fingers because it was so wet. She pulled her panties down her long legs and then up from under the covers. She let them fall beside her bed.
It felt so good to be naked. In that moment Mary wished she could just be naked forever and that she could lay in bed all day and fuck all the men that stared at her through her window.
She wondered if this one would choke her like the man in her dream if she let him in, or if he would fuck her from behind and spank her, or pull her hair and make her suck his cock.
She wanted to be a slut for him. She pulled the covers off and showed him her pussy and her long, soft legs. She could see how wet her pussy was. It looked delicious and she spread it open with her fingers before touching it again. Her clit was swollen and touching it made her whimper. She couldn’t stop herself like this, the more she touched herself the more she wanted.
She had two fingers in her pussy and with the other hand she rubbed her clit and she moaned and squirmed and came all over herself while he watched her. Her eyes rolled back in her head while she came, and when she could see again and focus again she looked right at him. She felt triumphant. She wanted more.
Her whole body was glistening a little with sweat and her hands were dripping with her cum. Her sheets were soaked. She licked some of it off her fingers and reached for her bedside drawer. She needed to be stretched out. It was all she could think about.
She took out her dildo and sucked on it to get it wet and to feel his eyes watching her while she played with him. She pushed it into her mouth, down her throat, and held it there until she was desperate for air, then she pulled it out and spat on it. It was dripping when she rubbed it on her pussy, from her clit down and down until she could slide it inside her.
She could feel it pushing against the walls of her pussy. The pressure grew. She wanted it to rip her apart, but her pussy sucked it deeper and deeper and she moaned and pinched her nipples and started to fuck herself.
She started slow, then went faster and faster. It almost hurt and it felt so good. With every stroke she felt his eyes digging into her, combing over her body, her messy hair and red cheeks and puffy tits and heaving chest and shaky legs and warm, wet pussy.
She shoved the dildo as deep as it could go and wished it could go deeper. She thrust her hips and fucked herself and started to breathe hard and heavy. She wanted to cum again. She imagined the dildo was a real cock as she fucked herself, and as she got closer and closer to cumming with each thrust she wished she could feel it tensing up too. She imagined it was cumming inside her, covering her pussy with thick cum, so much that it leaked out and ran down her legs and stained her sheets. With her eyes open, staring madly at the stranger who was so lucky to see her and made her feel so hot and so scared and so horny, she let herself cum.
She felt it start in her pussy and spread down her legs and up her chest. Her cum leaked all over her dildo and soaked her sheets and when she pulled the dildo out of her she squirted all over her bed. She groaned, and her back arched, and her arms went limp and her legs shook.
She lay in bed and looked at her pretty body covered in sweat and cum. With one of her little fingers she traced down her thigh and made herself shiver. Cold air tickled her, made her naked pussy feel a tingle and made her hard nipples send waves of pleasure across her chest.
She was exhausted, but proud of what a show she’d put on for this stranger. In 2 hours she would have to wake up. She was so graceful and sensual as she covered herself with her sheets and quilt, still naked and wet, and let him watch her fall asleep again. Or maybe he’d left now.
Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/10u7y7k/a_dream_and_a_man_at_the_window_pt_2