I see you sitting there in the darkness, the moonlight casting
your perfect shadow onto the wooden floor. It's unusual; you
being up this late. It's usually only me at this hour as I
observe your form encase beneath the sheets: Your pretty face on
the soft, fluffy pillows, your bare arms flailed out, your gentle
twists and turns as you dream.
From across the road I watch from my window as you stir, grasping
gently at your body as you awake. I see you stretch slightly and
crawl blurry eyed from your bed.
I watch you padding gently down the hall to the next room, your
silky nightdress shimmering in the gloom, waving unheeded around
thighs, the moonlight grazing your smooth, lily white skin, and
then evaporating into shadow.
For countless nights I have stayed up late to watch you as you
undress, unaware of the excitement you are causing. The curves of
your body reveal an hourglass like figure with a flawless stature
and unblemished skin. Your short, blonde hair exposes your
neckline, your delicate back and the firm rounded buttocks of
your backside that causes my blood to rise. And when you sleep
you look like an angel in the night, a statue of beauty, that
even a master would fail to reproduce.
I am intrigued now, never before have I seen you leave your
slumber before dawn. It's a chilly night, I am wondering how you
do not feel the cold in your thin, blue negligee.
As you enter the next room, it is as if you have brought the moon
in with you as the darkness dissolves to grey. You are
illuminated further as I witness a glow forming in front of you.
Flickering it makes your form glow as well and reveals the
outline of your underwear.
You sit. Turning so that I can make out your profile as you reach
up to caress an object. I adjust my lens and look closer, to see
you staring at a computer screen as your delectable fingers work
the mouse. You have already found your web site of choice.
You barely move, but I can imagine your deep brown eyes
fluttering back and forth between your long lashes as you read
the text on the monitor before you. The moon shifts and casts
more light on to your glowing features. I see you smiling, you
beautiful lips curling and I notice you briefly bite your lower
I am unprepared for the sight of your long leg stretching out,
your painted toes gripping the wood of the desk, searching for a
grip. It finds one on the corner as you bend your knee, the
negligee riding up, falling to your waist. I get a glimpse of the
waistband of your simple, black, cotton panties above your thigh.
You lean forward trailing your hands from your toes to your calf,
up to your knees and down your thigh. I see your head turn to
look as you explore and then back to the screen to read more.
I hold my breath as you raise the other leg, placing you foot
firmly on the desktop on the other side. You straighten the
other. I see you mouth something, your eyes fixed on the erotica
on the screen as your palms massage your inner thighs. The hand
closest to me started to move and I am paradise as I witness your
I imagine I am there, standing behind your chair, my hands on
your bare shoulders, rubbing gently, squeezing them as you roll
your head back, it's as if the chair isn't there as I push my
body up against your back. I lean into you and plant a soft, warm
kiss at the base of your neck. I hook my fingers under the straps
upon your shoulders, and pull them down your arms, taking your
negligee with them, revealing your ample, coned shaped breasts.
Perfectly shaped with nipples that blend in with your skin, and
protrude out in front of you. My strong arms close around your
waist, my lips on your neck again as I hear a contented sigh.
My hands close around your breasts, cupping them as I hold them
tight, crushing your hard nubbins into my palms. I let my tongue
trail up your neck and I peck your cheek. Taking your earlobe
into my mouth I feel the heat radiating off of you and your
womanly scent is intoxicating. I feel a stirring in my
You moan gently a I caress and fondle your breasts, letting the
nipples, so erect and hard get trapped between my fingers so that
I can pull and twist them as I lean over to kiss your chest.You
cheek pressed against me.
You turn slightly and I release my embrace as you turn around to
face me, still sitting in the chair, your eyes have a sultry look
as I stare down into them. Even in the shimmering darkness they
gleam with seduction.
You pull off your negligee over your head, leaving only the
solitary panties on your form. You lean your head back on the
chair and I come closer so that I can plant my lips on yours. You
readily accept my tongue as your hands clasp around my neck. They
travel down my back and under the waistband of my pants. You
grasp my buttocks and my manhood finishes it ascent, bulging out
I kiss your lips, your cheeks, your neck, your smooth skin and
sweet aroma turning me on further. As you hands travel around to
clasp my bulge, I let my tongue explore your cleavage, down the
centre and then beneath your breasts. I take a nipple in my
mouth, holding it between my teeth as my tongue works its magic.
My hands are on your thighs, yours are now on my bare chest.
Your pierced belly button makes me linger at your tummy, working
the indented jewel you hold within with my mouth. Finally I get
to your panties, I waste no time gripping the sides at your hips
and in once swift motion pulling them over your ass, and down to
the floor. You gracefully pull one foot from the delicate cotton
and open your thighs.
The beauty of your womanhood is indescribable. Neatly hidden, so
rounded, so flawless with a thin bead of wet covering the
opening. All encased in a dark mound of downy hair, groomed to
perfection: Thick, sexy and inviting. I stare in wonder and
satisfaction, maybe a little too long, but then I run my thumb up
over your pussy lips, letting them part and feeling the hard,
swollen bump of your clitoris between the folds.
I place my lips gently to yours, my thumb now replaced by my
tongue. I force it between them, running it up and down and
flicking your clit before delving deeper. My mouth clamped to
your pussy I feel your hands in my hair, stroking my head as I
lick and nibble, drawing your clit into my mouth and sucking
gently as you start to moan loud. I feel your grip tighten on my
head and you hips push up into me as I taste your sweet nectar.
My hands grip your hips, your legs in the air I raise your ass
from the chair, allowing me to lick deeper than before, your
breathing becoming gradually heavier as I work your slit.
As the heat builds your thighs clamp over my ears and my hands
reach up for those cones. I pinch a nipple as you start to buck
against my tongue. I can feel you holding it back, but I won't
let you as my oral pleasure forces you to release. As you climax,
you erupt. Your pussy quivers against my lips, your clit pulses
in my mouth as a warm slick forms upon my lips and cheeks. Even
with your thighs against my ears I can hear you scream, you are
practically pulling out my hair as you cum.
You go tense as you howl into the night, and then relax, laying
back and letting go of my head. I continue to kiss you pussy and
lick the outer edges, letting you enjoy the aftermath of your
And now as I watch you in that chair, one hand now beneath your
negligee fondling your breasts, the other inside your panties, I
can only imagine the pleasure you are giving yourself and wish
that it was I with my fingers working your pussy and teasing your
clitoris. I to am giving myself pleasure as I stand naked at my
telescope watching you masturbate. My boxers were removed a while
ago as I witnessed your flesh in the dim light, and imagined the
taste and feel of your skin. My hand works on my manhood,
stroking gently up and down the length, and then speeding up as I
grip it tightly. My hand is sticky with pre cum and my pleasure
almost reaches its height as I see your movements quicken pace,
The door crashes open and two large policemen burst into my
apartment. As they take me away in handcuffs, I have been allowed
only to pull on my trousers and a T-shirt. I glance back at your
windows as they take me away and see you smiling and licking your
fingers slowly and deliberately at the window; the moonlight now
illuminating the beautiful features of your face.