(I wrote this as a short piece a while ago so wanted to test it, enjoy and give me feedback if you want :))
You come by my place most nights. Through a small group of trees you could see perfectly into my bedroom – at least in theory. Most of the time the curtains were shut. Only a few times over the last few weeks had you got a glimpse of me, the English girl that had moved into your neighbourhood a few months ago. The couple of times we’d spoken you’d noticed my dark red hair, my accent and my tendency to smile a lot. Thinking about me had taken you to this spot the first time wondering why you were there. Twice, you had seen me in my underwear, seen me strip off and then move out of sight, a thong the only piece of fabric on me. God you’d been so hard! But so many times those curtains were shut.
Tonight, though, the curtains were wide open, the lighting in the room was ideal and you could see inside perfectly from your vantage point.
After a few minutes you saw me, and I looked like I’d been out. Tight, short black dress, my now hair done into a braid that only just reached my shoulder blades. You saw me looking into the mirror, then go and get a chair setting it in the room facing the window. I adjusted it and then looked up as a man came into the room. He looked younger than me and had an athletic look to him, but didn’t look like my boyfriend. Your only seen him once, but you were sure he was shorter than this guy. I smiled and you saw him kiss me, at first tentatively then with more passion. One hand was sliding up my legs under my dress and groping at my ass while the other reached behind and undid the button, the dress slowly coming open at the back. You saw me hesitate slightly then let him pull the dress off and toss it onto the bed. I wasn’t wearing a bra underneath but you saw a tiny black thong, perhaps the same as the one you’d seen me in before. We spun slowly and I sat down on the chair, my naked tits on view perfectly from your position. I sat on the chair in a wide open-legged way, a tiny triangle of material the only thing covering my pussy.
I was looking up at this man as he took his own clothes off, with a look of nervousness. Or was it apprehension? You weren’t sure. I looked turned on, my chest rising and falling with undisguised lust. He stripped to his underwear, his cock clearly swollen in them and then came over to me, standing me up and kissing me again before sucking my tits one at a time. The look on my face as I writhed made you want me even more than you had before, your cock straining hard against the material of your pants.
I turned him around and sat him down, turning so you could see my buttocks and beginning a slow, seductive lap dance, coming close but not touching him, grabbing my own tits and ass or slapping it in front of him, tossing my hair and bending over. Your cock twitched as I bent over in front of him, my barely covered ass and pussy fully visible to you. Slowly I danced back into his reach and he pulled me into his lap, where I kept writhing and dancing. Suddenly I slid down to a kneeling position on the floor and though you couldn’t see what I was doing completely clearly at first, it seemed like I tugged his underwear down and dropped my head. I was slowly moving up and down and I moved slightly, you suddenly seeing clearly that I was giving him a blowjob. Your cock twitched again as you watched me suck another man’s cock, his hands moving to my head guiding me, my head bobbing faster. You watched carefully as my head moved smoothly up and down, my lips pulling over the thick length and my cheeks with that unmistakeable look as a woman blows a man’s cock. You saw him guiding me faster, eventually almost facefucking me with his pace, but I kept my mouth on his cock as he suddenly jerked in the chair thrusting his hips upward slightly.
You weren’t sure if he had came, but I stayed there unmoving for half a minute. If he had, he’d came in my mouth. He pulled my up after a few minutes and I turned around, sliding my pussy over his cock, getting it between my ass cheeks, letting it stick between my thighs. His hands were all over me, all over my tits and pulling me to him so he could kiss me. After a few minutes I turned around and put my legs either side of him, bouncing a little on his cock until I reached for it. I put the head of his cock on my pussy and let myself drop onto it, the thick length impaling me. We grabbed at each other for a minute in passion – this looked like the first time we’d had sex – and after a while I slowly started to move my hips, pushing his cock deeper into me, fucking his cock while he ducked my bouncing tits for me. After another minute I was really into it, my hips pumping his hands on my hips and my hair jumping as I shook my head with pleasure. My legs were wide and I pumped my hips even harder as you watched, unable to hear anything until I suddenly suddenly jerked and threw my head back, a scream audible even from where you are signalling an amazing orgasm. My hips bucked into him over and over and you were sure he had just came inside me. Just like you desperately wanted to.
You watched us kiss and talk for the next few minutes, still in that position with his cock inside me. After a while I slid off him and dropped my head to his lap again, sucking it and enjoying his length in my mouth again, from what you could tell. God it had all looked so good…you had wanted me before already but now? You had to have me. Very soon. I came to the window, naked, and opened it a little. You saw me turn my head, then get pulled back into the room before the curtains closed, ending my little peep show.
Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/pbiv3s/the_peep_show_mf