I could feel him, his eyes measuring me up through our windows. The rod to shut the curtain was dangling just inches from my fingers but i just couldnt bring myself to close it. He had been growing bolder, my peeping Tom, first only walking pass our windows and throwing me a sparing glance. But now he had no shame, standing directly in front of our parallel windows, stroking his cock through his jeans as he watched me complete my simplest tasks. Washing the dishes, cooking, etc. I loved watching him stroke himself and tonight, being exceptionally horny, i decided to give him a show.
Turning my stereo on, i switched to a heavy metal station, the song I get off by halestorm blaring. It couldnt be more appropriate. I placed my hands on the counter, and started rocking my hips to the music, soon flowing into a dance so sensual i even turned myself on. My body became my favorite plaything and i just didnt want to leave it alone. i ran my hands through my hair, gyrating all the way down to the floor. looking over my shoulder, i could see my tom stroking himself harder, his mouth open and wanting.
You like that baby? i asked, knowing he couldnt hear me. i couldnt help it, i lifted my shirt slowly over my head, then drug my jeans down my legs. I could see that he had blown his load, the cum sliding down the glass. Smiling, i crooked my finger, beckoning him to come over. I was in the mood for some real cock tonight and i hadnt used my swing in months.
We met each other in the back yard, wrapping ourselves in each other's arms. His mouth was hard and greedy and i challenged it with mine. Biting his lip and raking my nails over his shoulders.Like me, he was already naked, and his erection was thumping against my stomach. "Swing," i muttered into his mouth, not wanting to break contact.
His strong hands gripped my ass and picked me up so i could wrap my legs around his waist, his cock so close to my wet opening i moaned when he didnt reposition. Instead he walked towards the swing and sat down on the seat. His hands moved to my hips and positioned me right over his dick. "Slowly", he muttered, easing my hips down, letting his cock fill me tightly, slowly, until he was in to the hilt.
"Hang on to me," he instructed, gripping his hands around the chains and kicking off the ground, sending the swing into motion. Ohhh yes, this was so much better than me teasing him in my kitchen! When i had first walked out i was expecting rough break neck sex but this...this was so much better! because of the limited space we were forced to go at a slower pace, but his dick felt amazing when he thrusted with every sway of the swing.
Our mouths stayed locked, my hands, like claws, were holding onto his neck and back tightly as we sailed in and out of the air as we fucked each other in a most relaxing motion. I could feel my body washing close to an orgasm and for the first time, i didnt want it! I just wanted this motion, this feeling, to go on forever, i didnt want anything to change. But my body betrayed me and soon i screamed out an intensely strong orgasm. Seconds later, through gritted teeth he followed, his hands grasping the chains so hard they cut into his skin.
Eventually the swing came to stop, and for a while we just sat there smiling at each other. Finally i spoke up. "My name is Katya, nice to finally meet you!"
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