It must be sometime after 2 a.m. Why wasn’t I asleep, I was having such a nice dream too? I was flirting with a handsome stranger at a coffee shop. He’d look at me with his deep brown eyes; I’d look away. It was classic. But now I’m awake. “Why am I awake?”
I rolled over and laid on my back. Frustrated, I slowly opened my eyes as I did, they drifted towards the ceiling. The room was dark, except for the moonlight trickling in through the blinds. I threw the blankets off and wandered over to the window, opening the blinds, to peer out into the city lights.
It was a clear night. The full moon hung close to me in the black, starless sky; I could almost reach out and grab it. Being near the top floor was a pleasurable experience at night. I could look down at my city, but the city couldn’t look back at me. She was still awake even at this time. The cars buzzing around in the streets below, workers in the offices across the way; the city never truly sleeps.
I liked looking out my window into the offices across the way. This was a form of entertainment, especially at this time of night. Luckily to my delight, in the same building tucked away in the corner, a couple had hastily cleared off a desk and were deeply intertwined.
I rested my elbows on the edge and leaned in closer. “It’s not weird to watch, is it? I mean they have to know that other people can see them, right? They left the office lights on, yeah, they want to be watched.”
He had the woman on her back, her skirt pulled up and her shirt ripped open. It appears that she had been wearing a garter attached to her black stockings. From this distance I couldn’t tell if her panties were still on, or if she had any on at all. “Hmm, dirty woman.”
The man was well dressed, well, the half I could see was well dressed. He adorned a black suit, “probably pin stripped” but still had his jacket on. “This little distraction must have been unexpected. Or if anything, anticipated.”
He leaned in and began to suck on the woman’s breasts. Quite the handful they appeared to be, I’d relish a chance to taste. With his torso showing through his dark dress shirt; I caught a glimpse of his baby blue tie as it dangled pathetically around his neck in between each mouthful. Not going to waste a single second.
My window began to mist over as my private show continued. I stood up and could feel that my skin was warm; this was turning me on. I wiped away the fog and leaned in closer once more. I watched as he continued to slam himself into her. Her hands grasping the edge of the desk above her head.
Watching her get fucked made me envious. I felt a strong and painful ache from the walls of my pussy. I started to slide my hand down my shorts, it was soaked with the slippery juice that was seeping out from deep inside. I ran my fingers up to my clit and spun a few hard, sloppy circles around it.
I retracted my hand to look at the shiny juice on my fingers. “Heh, yummy.” I slipped my fingers into my mouth and then returned my eyes to the couple.
They had moved from the desk now. The man was now fully undressed, as was the woman, except for her garter, stockings and black heels. “So no panties it was then.”
She was pressed to the window, her delicious tits squished against the cold glass. He took his place behind her, holding her leg up. He wasn’t inside her yet, it appeared he was teasing her pussy with his cock. I had to wipe away the growing fog on my window once more. My heart was starting to race faster.
Her arms clawed the glass above her head. He must have just penetrated her. “Mmm.” For each thrust her skin squeezed against the window. The glass fogging and defogging.
I wanted to be fucked like that, hard, deep, pure pleasure. “Mmm.” My hand slowly worked its way down my shorts again finding the wet, slick opening that craved to be stretched and punished like the woman was.
Sliding two fingers inside myself, my pussy gripped them as if it was never going to let go. I curled them forward and began to rub a small spot at the front with my fingertips quickly. I kept increasing the pressure and pace until I could no longer contain my moans.
I rested my head against the glass to peer out towards the office. He continued to pound away at the woman’s body. His body pressed right against hers, pushing himself deeper, harder into her.
My fingers rubbed the spot harder now. Using my other hand I ran circles around my swollen clit, it felt so good. I wished that it was me getting fucked. That’s when I saw her start squirming. The man had reached in front of her and began rubbing her clit. I closed my eyes and imagined his hand rubbing mine.
Her body was shaking as the man slowed his thrusts. He slowly pulled out of her as she leaned against the window for support. It was a fleeting moment before the man turned her around and instructed her to a kneeling position.
He was stroking his cock, his thick… wet cock. I pushed my fingers deeper inside myself, moaning loudly into the glass. I braced myself against the window, pushing hard, grinding the air, imagining getting fucked by that man.
The woman was sucking his cock now, one hand gripping his hips while the other was firmly around his shaft, pulling it towards her mouth. The man’s hands grasped the back of her head as he tilted his own backwards, enjoying her mouth on his cock.
“Fuck, it feels so good.” I stopped curling my fingers, instead I lifted my leg up onto the sill and started fucking my pussy, hard.
Both of the woman’s hands were on his hips now as he pushed his cock into her mouth over and over. The man drove his cock deep into her throat. Every so often I’d watch her body jerk. “Must be gagging her. Fuck I bet it feels good, she’s such a slut.” I moaned. “I want to get fucked like a slut.” My finger spun around my clit causing my pussy to grip my fingers fucking it.
“Oh, God yes. I’m going to cum.” I released another moan into the window, fogging it again. The man was pulling the woman’s face to his body with one hand as he was jerking off with his other. “Yes. He came in her mouth. Fuck, I bet it tasted delicious.”
My body was getting hotter now. I could feel my pussy tighten as I felt a flood of pressure coming from the pit of my stomach push it’s way out. My pussy contracted and released over, and over, a warm, tingling, sensation that filled me. I let my body go, feeling every second of this until it was over. I slowly pulled my fingers out and saw that they were covered in thick, hot cum.
I put them in my mouth and I looked back down at my entertainers who were now getting dressed.
I watched them clean up and hide their evidence. Once they were done I turned back and returned to my bed. Yawning widely and stretching I felt sleep finally come to me. Pulling the blankets up to my neck I snuggled in and fell into a deep sleep. I dreamt that I was a secretary, with black stockings and a tight skirt.
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