Room WIth A View

She awoke slowly by the alarm on her mobile chiming in her eyes. She did not have to get up early but wanted to make the most of the day, her new boyfriend had just moved in (after 1 day!) and she wanted to tidy the house and cook him a nice meal to welcome him to the house. He had got up early to start work so he could get back early for her, as he got out of the bed and took off his tight white t-shirt and white boxers; she caught a glimpse of his pert bum and thought how great that view would be ever morning.

She had a history of failed relationships behind her and she was just giving up hope before he came along, hitting it off straight away he left his previous girlfriend to see her. In the excitement of that decision, she blurted out that he should move in with her rather than find somewhere else.

They had lived together for five days and many t! hings where still weird between them but she had laughed every one of the past five days and felt stirrings in places she never had before. Being picky about men she had experienced a limited sex life, she was ok with that as she wanted to find a man that could make her pussy tingle without even touching it and anyway she had made peace with masturbation. It was an organism guaranteed, she could imagine any man and any situation, but she missed the male touch and as crude as it sounds; she wanted to grab and stroke a thick cock. She wanted this man that had just stripped off in her bedroom to be the one whose erection she could play with and instead of her fingers caressing her folds, she wanted

his hands to be on her and inside her.

He dived in to the shower and she so much wanted to join him, but so soon into the relationship they had only ever kissed and she thought t! his might be one move to quick. She lay in bed imagining wh! at he lo oked like with the water caressing his naked body, she had felt his toned body under a t-shirt but was yet to get her hands on him properly. As she started to drift off back to sleep, the only thing on her mind was him in the shower.

Moving in on the first day was truly the most exciting, stupid, compulsive, risky thing he had ever done. But he had a good feeling about this and why waste time he thought? As he showed he started thinking about tonight and hoped the meal would lead to desert in bed! He knew what a great body she had and he wanted to properly see her so his eyes could touch and caress her before his hands started. As he thought about this his cock started to grow pumping with blood he was becoming more turn on at the thought of being with her. His hand started to slowly circle around the base of his cock and as he let a finger drift up its length he reluctantly stopped himself. His was eager to! let his horniness take over and finish the job but he knew that was for later and wanted to make sure every last drop of cum was not wasted. 

As he came back in to the room, he noticed she was still asleep so he let the towel drop as his still half erect penis was pressing tight against the towel.

She woke her from the half sleep she was in as he came into the room but she pretended to be asleep. She slightly adjusted her head on the pillow so she could see him and in the dim light of the bedroom he let the towel drop and as he turned round she saw from one half open eye his

hair damp, dripping into his eyes, his tight body still wet and finally his erection, not full but clearly standing away from his body. She could only imagine what had made that happen and as he turned round fully to face her, she shut her eyes and hoped that it had been her that had made that happen.!

As he kissed her good! bye and left for work she was happy that he had thought to do that even though she looked asleep. Wait a minute, what if he knew she was awake and had taken a peek……what would he think of her? What if he had let her see him and his semi hard cock?.....If so, did he expect a response from her? She could not conclude what situation had just unfolded, especially as the longing in her groin was punctuating her thoughts. Her hand drifted over the top of her leg and down the inside of her thigh, as she contemplated relieving herself she looked out from the covers to make sure he had gone and as she did, she caught a glimpse of her George Clooney calendar and that was it, her fingers slipped down and she gasped at how wet she was. As she rubbed herself in a strong controlled stroke of her middle finger George was soon forgotten as she wished for the man who had just left to be back there and doing this to her. The orgasm rose quickly in her and as her body bucked under t! he grip of her orgasm, she relaxed to fall back

asleep.

She woke up much later than intended, rushing to get showered, dressed and ready she remembered the naughtiness that had recently ensued that morning, with a cheeky smile. She switched on the kettle and started to plan out the day ahead.

Under the privacy of his desk, he had so far had two erections. These had sprung up when he had allowed himself to drift off, thinking about her and what he wanted to do to her, to be fair, these had not been thoughts of caveman style sex but to gently enjoy every inch of her. He sent his final email, muttered something about an MOT for his car and left work early for the day.

She finished the last of the dusting, the stew was in the oven and she decided to have a shower and make a start on getting ready. As she pealed off the d! rab, baggy clothes that she chose for the dull task of cleanin! g, she c aught a look at her reflection in the bedroom's full length mirror. Her breasts bounced clear of her bra and returned to their pert position; she turned sideways on and checked her slender figure. Not because she thought there was anything wrong with it but to reassure herself that he would find her attractive. She ran her hands up the side of her legs

and over her pink knickers following the curves of her bum, stopping on the peachy peak of each cheek. She squeezed and digging in her fingers she started to slowly move them in opposite circles. She felt rude and excited but the vision of him getting out of the bed had been with her all day and now not only did she think she would struggle to suppress it, but she questioned if she even wanted to. She liked this feeling working round from her bum to the edge of her outer lips, it was like the warm water of a shower hitting her and flowing across the contours of her body. That reminded her of the re! ason why she was naked and she reluctantly took her left hand away from herself but her right hand just dug into its bum cheek even harder. If she felt rude before she was feeling very rude now, she knew she had time but she did not want to spoil the intensity of anything that would happen that evening. But her right hand was still firmly massaging her buttocks, as if possessed by the sole desire to explore the deepness of her own body. As she watched herself in the mirror, she was strangely turned on, not by the actual sight of her body but by her physical reactions to the actions of her own hand. She had never watched herself pleasuring her own body, she was not really turned on by porn or other females but she had

been so horny all day that anything sexual would be a turn on to her. As the growing feelings took hold of her, any resistance was finally dismissed and she turned to fully face the mirror so she could revel in the sight o! f her hands over her own body.

He pulled up the driveway and seeing the bedroom light on guessed she was getting ready, or getting up. He opened the door and as his mouth opened to announce his homecoming he tensed his vocal cords. The thought of shouting out to his loved one as he opened the door was one step to early in this relationship, so hanging his coat on the hook he made his way up the stairs.

She stood transfixed on her reflection, she wanted to find out how wet she was but her whole body was enjoying the regular movements of her fingers darting across her bum, then her breast, then slowly and firmly across her nipples, then down to her inner thigh and back over the top of her knickers to grasp at her curves again. This cycle repeated again and again until she felt she could not excuse the longing within her pants.

He could not hear the shower or the hair dryer so she must be pampering herself in! front of the mirror. He climbed the final step and turning the corner he made his way towards the bedroom.

The doorway was situated at the corner and gave a panoramic view of the room well before you entered. It was from this angle that he saw her, he was about to enter but paused to take in the view of her naked back, his eyes followed the line of her defined torso. As his eyes continued their

journey down he realised he was witnessing a very private moment.

Her hands started to tug and pull at her nipples but her pussy was aching to be touched, so she slowly slipped her left hand down and into her knickers. He could see her reflection and the sight of a hand cupping her own breast and the other roughly moving up and down between her skin and the fabric of her pants was turning him on. His groin was stirring and he could feel the blood quickly pumping his cock up to its fu! ll length. He felt wrong watching her but mesmerised by wha! t he cou ld see he just had to stay, so he leaned against the wall and started to rub at the bulge in his trousers.

He wanted to see more of her so he edged further round the doorway and it was from there that she caught the sight of him in the doorway, watching her. She froze with her hand still grasping at her moistness, she had not yet pealed the lips apart to locate her clit but it was throbbing to be touched and just as she could not initially help her self, she just had to continue even now. So she threw her head back and looking up to the ceiling, she allowed her whole hand to circle from one thigh to the other. As she stared transfix on the ceiling, she could not believed she was doing this

in full view of a man, that she had not yet had sex with. She continued to rub across from thigh to

thigh, her clitoris now content as the palm of her hand frequently brushed past it. As the m! uscles in her pussy tightened in response to her hand, she thought about what would happen next.

He did not move, he was unsure if she had seen him and turned on by the voyeuristic nature of this act, he was intent on continuing to watch. He continued to rub his cock, he wanted to take it out so he could feel it throb in his hands but nerves told him to just rub from the confines of his trousers.

She allowed her two middle fingers to glide over her and as she brought her head back to look in the mirror she easily located the ridge above her clit and using that as a starting point, massaged

the area with gentle force. Her eyes fixed on his reflection and she stared intensely at him.

His actions grew more frustrated as he could not get his hand right round the shaft but he want her so much and seeing her in his beautiful pose was the sexiest thi! ng he had ever seen. He could feel this intense warm feeling p! ulsing t hrough his balls right up to the end of his cock.

She continued to stare at him, wondering if he actually knew she could she him, it was then that she got her answer. His hand stopped and his face dropped with guilt! Worried but insanely horny she took the initiative and turned round to face him, her fingers still working their magic and in an act both to turn herself on further but also to show him that this was ok, she leaned back slightly on her dresser and pulling her knickers to one side she exposed herself fully to him. He took the hint and immediately unzipped his trousers and freed himself from the confines of his trousers. With his hand gripped tightly round the full girth he started to wank while he watches her play with herself, his hands rough from gardening added a joyous contrast against his penis' smooth skin.

Their eyes drawn to each other, she did not ev! en avert her gaze from his to quickly pull her knickers off. Now she could properly let her fingers work away, freed from the constrains of her underwear and in turn he could also see with more detail her frantic movements. She wanted to turn him on even more so she started to play with her nipples, pulling and teasing them in alternating actions. Her eyes moved, hypnotised by the stroking movements that he was performing on himself. She was so turned on, never before had she seen a man pleasure himself. It had been the fantasy of many self induced orgasms but the real thing was by for more of a turn on and as she continued to stare he moved further into the room so they where facing each other not more than five feet apart.

His hands now slowed their rhythmic action and she could see in more detail his thick cock, the veins running down it, its large head red from the attention. Her fingers just worked harder into her clit but now ! she wanted him to touch her as well.

"Touch me; I want to feel your hands on me". She instructed him.

He came close and ran both hands over her body, starting at her belly and moving frantically over her breasts then her neck and back to her breast. He was rough and far from gently, but she wanted to feel the passion and his touch was like electric in her skin. He placed one hand

round to the small of her back and pulled her close to him, she felt his penis crash into her and with him so close she felt giddy with orgasmic rushes.

"I want to be inside you, I want your moist pussy spread wide as I push myself into you." He pleaded. She moaned in pleasure as his words spiralled around her head.

"Take your clothes of then, but I want to see you wank yourself some more first".

The sight of him, coc! k in hand was immense and she wanted some more to finish the visual feast. As he undressed, she took in his toned body. She moved round to the bed, sat down and open her legs as wide as possible and with her fingers buried deep in her tunnel, she looked up and took further control.

"Come here, stand just in front of me and I want to see you dick being wanked as you watch my finger fucking my pussy ready for you."

He did as he was ordered and stand there naked with both his hands rubbing his at his cock. Pulling the foreskin back further he thrust his hips forward so he was only inches from her face. She sat there and thought about allowing him to wank himself to orgasm so he came on her face but her pussy was aching for something more filling than her middle finger so she moved up the bed and beckoned him on her. She took in the sight of his pounding cock one more time and then lay her hea! d back on the pillows so she could enjoy the feeling of him in! her.

He moved over her and thrust deep, she bucked with pleasure and he relaxed all his weight on her so to force himself further in to his full length. His sex induced gravely voice spoke. "Continue

to play with yourself".

His words just took her to another level and as he lifted his body up and supported his weight on his hands she moved her finger to caress her sex. She could she him looking down at her finger as it played and toyed. His fixed gaze was only broken by the faster and deeper thrust that he was now building up. She could feel her pussy muscles tighten over this thick intruder and as her

fingers tempted the orgasm from deep she looked up at him.

His thrust grew faster and she could feel his body starting to go into the male orgasm ritual, she felt so dirty, dirtier than she had ever been and she want! ed for one filthier act. 

"Come on me, I want to see you come on my body"

There she said it, she could not believe it but she gasp in joy when he pulled his length out and glistening with her love juice he grasped it tightly and started his rhythmic movements again. She took in his intense look and shifting her body down slightly, she felt her orgasm roll round her, pulsing and gripping at the muscles round her fanny. She could not believe how hot this was and as her orgasm started to take hold it gave her clarity of thought. There she was awaiting this hot guy with his cock in his hand, running his clenched fingers repeatedly over the end, to come on her. She wanked herself as fast as he was, her orgasm was close, and it was taking over every part of her, lifting her up to a euphoric state. She was close; just waiting to be tipped over the

edge and concentrating on his fast actions she had never felt! so horn y.

She could see in his eyes he was close. "Cum on me, baby". That was enough for him and he shot his white cum on to her. She watched it fly from his cock and felt its warmth land on her, she looked at it continue to ooze from the end and drip down on to her light dusting of pubic hair and run down her groin in on to her outer lips. She incorporated it in to her own juice and taken by the spectacle of his cum on her she pressed her clit as hard as she could and welcomed the sexual flood running up through her. She let out a groan as she climaxed deep and more intensely than ever before.

THE END

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