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You thought I didn't see but I did. Boy did I see. I saw everything sweetheart, and afterwards I played it over and over and over in my mind, adding extra details each time, my mind racing with thoughts and my cock hard with excitement. I saw it as if in slow motion. I felt it first, the rising wind. It started slowly and then gained force behind it, blowing the autumn leaves across the streets, bringing up dust and natural debris from the earth. Some people were shielding their eyes from the flying earth-bits, but I wasn't. Thank goodness for that. If I had shielded my eyes then I would not have seen the show you put on, love.
I saw a rogue newspaper going flying past my ankles as I walked the streets, admiring the fine autumnal day we had been blessed with. I felt the strength of the wind gain force and I saw you desperately fighting with the wind to keep your skirt down, but you were in a losing battle sweetheart. Just when you thought you were safe, and just when you walked past me, the wind gained force after a brief moment of rest, and I saw everything. For five glorious seconds I saw that you were wearing the tiniest pair of panties underneath your skirt. I saw the outline of your pussy lips against the fabric, I saw the small, tidily kept patch of dark hair and I could have sworn I saw a small patch of moisture.
You thought you had won your battle with the ruler of the winds, as the wind died down for a small time, but I must have had the blessing of the Gods because as you walked past me, the wind blew your skirt right up. I saw your tanned, smooth thighs and the curve of your ass as you battled with the wind while walking past me. You looked at me to see if I had seen anything, and I quickly looked in the other direction, across the street to the park, trying to play it cool, wondering if you saw straight through my game. Whether or not you knew that I had seen was irrelevant to me as I was eager to get home after that. I quickly walked the half-block to where my car was parked and high-tailed it to my apartment, shutting the door behind me and going straight for my bedroom.
When I got to my bedroom door I changed my mind. No, I decided. If I was going to do this then I would do it out on the small balcony where it was windy and where Aeolus could see me. After all, he had caused me to do this, so why not give thanks to him that way? I climbed through the window that led out to my balcony and sat down in the seat there, removing my pants and boxers so my cock sprang free and bobbed in the wind, which had eased off a bit since the skirt incident, but it was still rather strong.
I gripped my cock at the base and thought of you, as you walked past, looking pretty and sweet in your skirt and cute little sweater, your dark hair tied back away from your face. I re-played the ten seconds over in my mind. As you walked past me the wind picking up and blowing your skirt. I saw your tiny little panties, the shadow of hair and a small patch of moisture. I saw your tanned thighs and the curve of your ass. I re-played the memory once more, dragging it out as I started to pump my fist up and down my hard cock.
I imagined the wind blowing your skirt up, except this time around you weren't wearing any underwear and I really did see everything. I saw your puffy pussy lips and the hint of wetness glistening on them, where they were parted slightly with your arousal. As I walked past you I turned around and saw a red spank mark on your ass.
The third time I played the incident over in my mind, I imagined that you completely naked and walking past me on the street, as if it were the most natural thing in the world. The thought of you naked gave me cause to shudder, and my cock pulsed in my hand, which was gaining speed as I stroked, much as the wind had down as you walked past me.
By the fourth re-playing of this we were speaking, and I invited you back to my apartment, where I ravished you as soon as the front door was shut. I imagined the softness of your lips, the curve of your ass underneath my hands, your body heat against mine. I imagined grabbing and squeezing each of your breasts, feeling the hard nipple dig into my palms slightly. I imagined sucking on your nipples and then exploring further, tasting your pussy, licking and nipping with my teeth and tongue. I imagined your moans as you exploded from my touch and begged me not to stop. I then imagined entering you, your tanned thighs wrapped around my hips, drawing me into you.
I imagined looking down and seeing myself moving back and forth into your warm, wet tightness. I imagined the look on your face as I thrust. I imagined hearing your sweet sighs and moans. As I imagined all that, I could feel my balls tighten with my impending orgasm. I played it over in my mind once more, and just as I saw your skirt fly up and I caught a glimpse of your underwear for those five seconds, I came. I came so hard that it erupted out of me, making a sticky mess in my hand. I leaned back in my seat as I softened and the wind picked up again, reminding me of why I had come out here in the first place.
After a moment of recomposing myself I leaned forward and picked up my boxers and pants from the ground. I saw a small bead of pearly white cum on the concrete below. That was my libation to Aeolus ruler of the winds, thanking him for the gift of those five seconds. The best five seconds of my life.
I saw a rogue newspaper going flying past my ankles as I walked the streets, admiring the fine autumnal day we had been blessed with. I felt the strength of the wind gain force and I saw you desperately fighting with the wind to keep your skirt down, but you were in a losing battle sweetheart. Just when you thought you were safe, and just when you walked past me, the wind gained force after a brief moment of rest, and I saw everything. For five glorious seconds I saw that you were wearing the tiniest pair of panties underneath your skirt. I saw the outline of your pussy lips against the fabric, I saw the small, tidily kept patch of dark hair and I could have sworn I saw a small patch of moisture.
You thought you had won your battle with the ruler of the winds, as the wind died down for a small time, but I must have had the blessing of the Gods because as you walked past me, the wind blew your skirt right up. I saw your tanned, smooth thighs and the curve of your ass as you battled with the wind while walking past me. You looked at me to see if I had seen anything, and I quickly looked in the other direction, across the street to the park, trying to play it cool, wondering if you saw straight through my game. Whether or not you knew that I had seen was irrelevant to me as I was eager to get home after that. I quickly walked the half-block to where my car was parked and high-tailed it to my apartment, shutting the door behind me and going straight for my bedroom.
When I got to my bedroom door I changed my mind. No, I decided. If I was going to do this then I would do it out on the small balcony where it was windy and where Aeolus could see me. After all, he had caused me to do this, so why not give thanks to him that way? I climbed through the window that led out to my balcony and sat down in the seat there, removing my pants and boxers so my cock sprang free and bobbed in the wind, which had eased off a bit since the skirt incident, but it was still rather strong.
I gripped my cock at the base and thought of you, as you walked past, looking pretty and sweet in your skirt and cute little sweater, your dark hair tied back away from your face. I re-played the ten seconds over in my mind. As you walked past me the wind picking up and blowing your skirt. I saw your tiny little panties, the shadow of hair and a small patch of moisture. I saw your tanned thighs and the curve of your ass. I re-played the memory once more, dragging it out as I started to pump my fist up and down my hard cock.
I imagined the wind blowing your skirt up, except this time around you weren't wearing any underwear and I really did see everything. I saw your puffy pussy lips and the hint of wetness glistening on them, where they were parted slightly with your arousal. As I walked past you I turned around and saw a red spank mark on your ass.
The third time I played the incident over in my mind, I imagined that you completely naked and walking past me on the street, as if it were the most natural thing in the world. The thought of you naked gave me cause to shudder, and my cock pulsed in my hand, which was gaining speed as I stroked, much as the wind had down as you walked past me.
By the fourth re-playing of this we were speaking, and I invited you back to my apartment, where I ravished you as soon as the front door was shut. I imagined the softness of your lips, the curve of your ass underneath my hands, your body heat against mine. I imagined grabbing and squeezing each of your breasts, feeling the hard nipple dig into my palms slightly. I imagined sucking on your nipples and then exploring further, tasting your pussy, licking and nipping with my teeth and tongue. I imagined your moans as you exploded from my touch and begged me not to stop. I then imagined entering you, your tanned thighs wrapped around my hips, drawing me into you.
I imagined looking down and seeing myself moving back and forth into your warm, wet tightness. I imagined the look on your face as I thrust. I imagined hearing your sweet sighs and moans. As I imagined all that, I could feel my balls tighten with my impending orgasm. I played it over in my mind once more, and just as I saw your skirt fly up and I caught a glimpse of your underwear for those five seconds, I came. I came so hard that it erupted out of me, making a sticky mess in my hand. I leaned back in my seat as I softened and the wind picked up again, reminding me of why I had come out here in the first place.
After a moment of recomposing myself I leaned forward and picked up my boxers and pants from the ground. I saw a small bead of pearly white cum on the concrete below. That was my libation to Aeolus ruler of the winds, thanking him for the gift of those five seconds. The best five seconds of my life.
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