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My name is Jack and I don't lead a very interesting life. As a matter of fact, I lead a rather dull life. I am an educated, middle aged, middle class, balding man, with a bit of ponch and I'm not very tall. I'm embarassed to say that I actually where lifts in my shoes...not surprising is it? No...I didn't think so. I rarely ever date, as the women that I find attractive, would never dream of even looking in my direction and so I say why bother?
I have a nice predictable job at a very cold and officious looking bank, with very cold and officious co-workers, who would rather ignore me, than to be seen talking to me. Well, as far as I'm concerend, they can keep their clicks and I'll keep my solitude, thank you very much.
At days end, I leave at 6 o'clock sharp, to catch the 6:30 train home. I go home to a nice, but empty one bedroom apartment in a very quiet and quaint neighborhood in the Village. Oh did I mention that I live on the second floor? Ah...yes, well I do and here is where my story really begins.
I came home on a Tuesday, much as I always do, to my little dark and dank space in the city, my one bedroom apartment on the 2nd floor. I sluggishly dragged my carkus in, tossed my car keys on my kitchen counter, kicked off my shoes and turned on the 8 o'clock news, finally slumping down into my favorite chair. A man needs his comforts in life and for me, it's my Lazy Boy chair and the 8 o'clock news.
Well, it wasn't even 20 minutes into the news cast, when I fell asleep during the weather report. I was suddenly awaken by loud music coming from another apartment building accross the way. I was annoyed and frustrated, as I had worked a full day and by my watch it was almost 12 midnight, and so I was in no mood to play games with some insolent teenager, up past his bed time.
I quickly rose to my feet adjusting my trousers, as I peered out my window to see who was causing all the ruckus. I saw a young woman, who appeared to be dancing around her living room. I went to my computer desk drawer to retreive an old pair of racing binoculars, that I had bought on impulse, on some late night infomercial, and turned off the lights as I moved in closer to get a better look. The young woman looked to be in her early twentys I would say. She had a long flowing main of red hair, that moved freely with her as she moved and swayed to the music.
She was a young girl in a woman's body, with real full curves. She didn't look anything like the waify, strung out, heroin starved models that you see plastered all over billboards and magazines these days; and her breasts were full and bounced hard and heavy with every happy and playful turn she made, as she danced the night away.
She was wearing a very thin see through, sexy white night gown and so I could see quite easily, all of her marvelous endowments. I also noticed that she had a full red beaver mound to go with the red hair that danced on her pretty little head.
Watching her big bouncing bettys, as they moved freely in their own world of rhythm, quickly made my huge uncut cock with thick forskin, that stands 9 and a half inches when fully erect. I smiled at my good fortune and continued to watch my little revelation, in all her glory.
I put the binoculars down for only a second and had the idea to move my chair closer to the window. "Ahhhhh, I thought...that's much better". I unzipped my pants and let them fall to the floor, letting my huge errect dripping wet and twitching member free at last. I reclaimed my binoculars and continued to watch the show unfolding, right before my eyes.
As I contued to looked through my binoculars, I could not believe my eyes. She was standing directly in front of her window and she too now had a pair of binoculars in her hand and it appeared that she was now watching me. I quickly brought the binoculars down hard into my lap, my face flushed in complete surprise and embarassment.
My cock was raging and in need of release and so I decided to take my chances and continue on with my Peeping Tom adventure. I found my nerve and raised my binoculars up to my eyes and there she was...waiting for me. She now had a phone in her hand and she appeared to be dialing a number. Soon I was surprised to find my phone ringing. "This couldn't be happening...not to me...this kind of thing only happens in the movies," I thought. I was filled with an excitement unlike any I had felt before in my dull vanilla life. I was covered in sweat from head to toe and I found myself smiling from ear to ear. I laughed outloud to myself in my tiny one bed room apartment.
I reached over to my left and picked up the receiver. "He...hello?" There was silence from the other end at first. I was admittedly shaking in my boots or I would be if I hadn't been wearing cheesy loafers that were on sale. "He...hello is anyone there?" "You were watching me weren't you?" A voice on the other end whispered hot and low, which quickly made me want to stroke my meat. I turned back to the window and it was her and I could clearly see through my binoculars, that she was rubbing her pussy hard as she spoke to me over the phone.
"Yes, I...I'm sorry I...I hope that you aren't upset." My voice was shaking, as I struggled to gain control, so that I wouldn't make a complete fool of myself. I could hear her smile and prayed that she wasn't mocking me. "You like what you see Daddy...you like watching me play with my hairy wet cunt?" I watched her as she slowly began to minipulate her clit, taking her fingers up to her mouth to taste her sweet and musky flowing juices. I could see it all clearly through my trusty old binoculars and it made me stroke my hoarse sized cock, even harder.
She moved the phone down between her legs and pushed the fat end of the receiver deep and up her cunt, using the hard shape to fuck herself hard. I could hear and see as she vigorously pumped her aching wound full of hard plastic and it
nearly drove me mad. "You like the way I fuck my bitch hole, you LITTLE NASTY PEEPING PIG...are you hard, is your dick nice n HARD?" I could hear voice rising, as she pushed the phone receiver in deep, moving it in and out, in quick and hard
thrusts.
She was standing with her legs spread wide, as she continued to ram the phallus like object up her begging hole. She bagan sucking on one of her fat pink nipples, with her eyes on me the hole time. She sucked and nibbled on her hard errect nipples, biting them and flicking at them gingerly, as I watched locked and lost in my own erotic fever. By this point, I was stroking my sasauge so hard, that my balls were bouncing heavy and making flip flop slapping sounds as they hit the vinyle of the chair where I sat.
I could hear her screaming now in the back ground, as she continued to tear into her cum hard...REALLY HARD...OH GOD, I'M GONNA CUM...RAISE YOUR LEGS UP AND SPREAD THEM WIDE...I WANNA SEE YOUR BALLS BOUNCING AS YOU JACK OFF...DO IT HARD PIG, DO IT!"
I quickly did as I was told and lifted and spread my legs in the air, my balls bouncing, precum dripping profusely from my angry red knob. I continued to spank my wet monkey, my heart beating in my chest, my butt cheeks clinched hard, as I pumped into my hand; my climax building and promising to be the hardest that I've ever had. "KEEP STROKING YOUR PORK, DON'T STOP...OH GOD, I'M...I'M CLOSE...LOOK AT ME...I'M FUCKING MY HOLE FOR YOU!", she creamed at the top of her lungs.
She was wildly licking her lips, moving her hips in a circular motion where she stood, pushing the phone receiver so far up her box, that I couldn't see it any more. Just then I could feel my balls tighten, as a climax of a lifetime, was quickly approaching.
I heard myself scream and curse as I never had before in my life, as the scene was so hot and erotic, I couldn't help it. I said the first things that came to my fevered brain. "FUCK YOURSELF YOU DIRTY BITCH...GET IN IN DEEP...THAT'S NOT DEEP ENOUGH, I WANT IT DEEPER...POUND YOUR PUSSY...FUCK YOURSELF HARD CUNT..HARD!"
At this, she pushed the receiver in for one last thrust and throwing her head back, came hard cursing as she did. "I'M CUMMING....BITCH IS CUMMING..OH GOD, MY NASTY wet pussy IS CUMMING YOU NOSY LITTLE BIG DICKED FUCK!!"
At this, I shot off the hardest load that I ever have and I'm sure ever will again. I could feel my body convulsing and my mouth dripping with saliva, as my cum hit the window hard with a "SMACK" and I was sure that the window would crack from the impact. "IM CUMMING BITCH...I'M CUMMING...YOU NASTY BITCH..FUCK..SSLLLLLLLLLLUTRRRRRRR...YEAH....FUUUUUUUCK...OOOOOOOH!"
When opened my eyes, her shades had been drawn closed and the music had been turned off. I struggled to catch my breath and even went so far as to pinch myself, making sure that what had just occured wasn't all some incredable dream.
Night after agonizing night, I would visit my living room window with binoculars in hand, in hopes of seeing that incredablely hot creature looking back at me again, ready for a repeat performance, but to my dissapoinment, she was nowhere to be found.
Days later, I got it in my head to visit her building. I just couldn't get that night or that woman, out of my head and so my curiosity simply got the better of me and before I knew it, I was on my feet and out the door.
I quickly found her building and as I approached, I looked up at my window and then back to where I thought hers was and couldn't help but smile. I panned the panel where the names and room numbers of the tennants were, with my finger and there it was, Room 214 and her name was Maxine Collins. I don't know how I knew it was her, I just knew.
I suddenly became fully errect, as my finger hovered over her room buzzer and my mind recalled in quick hot flashes, the night Ms. Maxine Collins, made me into a new man. I quickly pulled my finger away, reconsidering whether I was not making a terrible mistake and whether or not I should just leave well enough alone. I looked back up at my window and decided that for once, I would go with my first impulse and dive right in. "After all I thought, "What have I really got to lose anyway, besides a little pride?"
I closed my eyes tight and pressed the buzzer, preparing to run for my life if she decided that she wasn't too happy about my showing up at her door unanounced. I waited and in a matter of seconds, a very sexy voice came through the intercom. "Yes?" I steadied myself and nervously responded, "Ah...hello, I ah...well, I'm the guy who lives in the apartment building across from yours and well, do you remember me..I'm the guy with the binoculars???," I said, in a low but audible whisper.
There was a long pause on her end, that seemed to go on forever. Just then, that beautiful voice came back and said, "Oooh yess, I think I remember you, but why don't you come on up and help inprove my mememory?" I was flabergasted and could not believe my luck. I swallowed hard, adjusting my trousers, along with a full blown errection and headed to her room. As I arrived at her door, I knocked and she answered, wearing that very same white see through gown that I first saw her in. She smiled at me and extended her very warm and delicate hand, guiding me into her apartment. As I walked in, I glanced at the the number on her door which read, "214". I thought to myself, "214 indeed," and with a knowing smile broad across my face, I closed and locked the door behind me. "All work and no play, makes Jack a dull boy." Not anymore.
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