Scroll Very Fast Fast ScrollMedium ScrollSlow ScrollVery Slow ScrollEven I had just become the proud owner of a tenth floor apartment in the city, it was magnificent although the view was somewhat marred by the presence of other buildings of equal height. The huge wall length window had no drapes, I guess there was no need as the windows were tinted, but in the evening when the apartment was softly lit I was sure my living room was quite visible to the other apartments facing mine. One evening after I had finished the last of the unpacking, I took a long hot shower and drying myself made my way into the living room to sit in front of the massive window and sip a small glass of ten year old port while I watched the city lights. I was totally naked and stretched out on my couch reveling in the thought that I was most likely being watched by any number of people in the privacy of their own apartments. It was almost as if my window became a wide screen TV, and I was the star of the show. I flicked my fingertips teasingly over my body with a feather light touch that set my senses alight. The other hand parted the lips of my pussy as I spread my legs wide and started to massage the soft sensitive peak of my clitoris into hardness, I continued this until my head flung back and my body arched as waves of pleasure jerked my body into a frenzied orgasm. I continued this show each night after work for the rest of the week, varying my position in the room. My extraverted activities exciting me beyond belief, the thought of those who may be watching and what they might be doing while they watched only served to bring me to greater heights of orgasm. Towards the end of the week I was growing a little bored with just the same old masturbating routine, so I introduced a thick candle using it to shaft my shuddering cunt like a cock as I rubbed myself to climax. This proved to be most exciting, the hard waxy candle stretching my fuck hole open, so that when I orgasmed my cunt would tighten around its thickness and make my hips thrust against my hand as I pumped the candle in and out. During the second week I arrived home to find a package left for me at my door, a little surprised I opened it to find a thick cock shaped vibrator. Reading the note I felt a strange feeling begin to grow in the pit of my stomach, best described as somewhere between excitement and stage fright. The small note attached said "I hope this will serve you better than your current toy, I would think a vibrator is much more exciting than a candle, I hope you agree." It was signed "your distant admirer". Although quite pleased to have received such a magnificent toy, I was a little concerned that it had been dropped at my doorway. I guess the person who had been watching me figured out where I lived, but I couldn't figure out how he would have managed to get passed the security in the building. That evening after my shower I arranged myself on the couch with my legs spread apart and my feet resting on the coffee table. I started to rub the tip of the vibrator up and down the slit of my pussy; the feeling was absolutely intense especially when I concentrated on circling my clitoris slowly letting the buzz send vibrations of pleasure right through my pussy. I imagined my admirer watching me as I slipped the thick tip of the makeshift cock into the pulsing opening of my wet cunt. My lips parted in a silent moan of ecstasy as the thick cock shaped vibrator stretched me open much further than the candle ever had. Driving it deep within me I started plunging it in and out of my dripping cunt until I was gasping with orgasmic bliss as my pussy started pulsing and rippling with and intensely satisfying climax. My movements were frenzied and my hips bucked raising me up off the couch as the muscles in my legs tightened with the intensity of the orgasm that I was experiencing. When the waves of pleasure finally subsided I collapsed back on the couch and with a soft sigh of satisfaction I fell asleep. The next afternoon when I returned home from work I found a note had been slipped under my door. It read "So glad you liked my present, you seemed to really enjoy yourself more than I have ever seen before. If you should need company at any time, please feel free to contact me on the number below, it can be on neutral ground if you like, or if not I would just love to hear your voice." It was signed again "your distant admirer" with a telephone number jotted beneath. I was stunned, the extravert in me wanted to ring him and at least hear what he sounded like, but the cautious side of my personality made me hesitate. That evening I sat on my couch again with my phone in hand, the number for my admirer on the table in front of me. I finally got up the courage to ring and dialed the number, sitting naked facing the window I waited for him to pick up. "Hello, I knew you would call" a warm male voice answered, "I can see you right now, you are so beautiful, I just needed to hear your voice, but don't be alarmed, I'm not a stalker or anything, just an admirer of beauty." He added. "I don't really know what to say, I guess thank you for the present, it's the most enjoyable gift anyone has ever given me" I rambled. My cunt was hot and juicy already and my fingers slowly stroked the soft hairs of my pussy lips as I spoke to him. "Oh yeah, play with yourself while you talk to me, god you get me so horny. Can you see me? I'm on the second floor to the top of the building right in front of yours, the far right window". I squinted out my window and saw a light appear in the window he described, the figure of a man walked right up to the wall length window of his apartment and leaned against the glass. I gasped with surprise as I realized he was totally naked also, his broad shoulders tapering to a narrow waist and although I could clearly see the dark triangle of his pubic hair I couldn't quite make out much more detail. "I see you!" I gasped then giggled at the absurdity of our situation, my fingers continuing to stroke my pussy moving in and out of my wet slit over the peak of my clitoris. "Why are you laughing?" he asked in an amused tone, retreating back into his apartment and sitting on a couch in front of the window that faced mine. "It's just so weird, but it makes me so hot to be able to see the person watching me" I explained as my finger delved into the silken wet depths of my cunt fingering my horny hole deeply. "That's it baby, fuck your honey hole with your fingers for me, I want to hear you cum while I watch you," he groaned and I realized he was masturbating while we spoke. In the distance I could make out the pumping action of his arm as he flogged his cock, the whole situation bringing me to a rediculously heightened state of arousal. I reached down next to the couch and grabbed my toy, sliding it into my pussy I started to pump it in and out of my juicy hole. My moans becoming more rapid as I reached orgasm with an unexpected explosion of pleasure, the whole scene blowing my mind as I cried out in passion. "Yes, yes! Oh god yes!" the voice on the other end of the phone cried as I came, my admirer reaching climax at almost the same time as I did. The silence that followed was interrupted only by the sound of our deep breathing, I couldn't believe how excited I had become and my vibrator was covered in slippery cum juice, that literally ran out of my cunt as I removed it's thick shaft from my hole. "Please let me meet you, I feel so connected to you, my name is Peter, please say you will meet me for lunch or something?" he pleaded, the rich warmth of his voice sending shivers of pleasure and excitement though my whole body. "All right, All right, Cappa's Café tomorrow at 12:30 pm for lunch, oh and my name is Sarah" I managed with a giggle before hanging up. The next day I fussed over my clothes and makeup longer than usual, my excitement following me through the day until finally lunchtime arrived. I hurried to the café and found a table ordering a coffee and flicking through a magazine while I waited for my admirer to arrive. A deep voice made my stomach flip and I looked up into the most gorgeous pair of deep brown eyes. I stood shakily and held out my hand "Peter I presume?" my voice sounding much more steady than I felt at that moment. He was gorgeous, his suit was well made and obviously expensive, I flushed with pleasure as he lifted my hand to his lips and pressed their warmth to the center of my palm. "Sarah, I'm so glad you agreed to meet me," he murmured, as he stared deep into my eyes. We spoke for ages, merely picking at our meals, I found out he was an Editor for a major publishing group. We had a number of similar interests and I agreed to meet him for dinner later that evening. As we left the café, he stared down at me for a moment before raising my palm to his lips again and kissing it gently, the soft sensual feel of his lips upon my skin sending thrills of pleasure through my body. That night I raced home and franticly hurried around dressing myself with special care for our dinner. Meeting Peter had certainly sparked some sort of electrical response deep inside me, just the scent of his aftershave had made my pussy quiver with anticipation at our lunch meeting. When the door buzzer went off I nearly jumped out of my skin, almost running to the door I stopped myself, taking a deep breath as I opened it to a massive bunch of colorful flowers. "What on earth?" I laughed as Peter swept into the room brandishing the floral bouquet with a flourish. "For the most beautiful woman in the apartment block" he grinned as he handed them to me. I laughed and took them from him realising I probably wasn't the only one he watched and we made our way into the kitchen. We chatted as I clipped each stem and arranged the flowers in a huge vase, I knew he was watching me and I wondered if he had realised that I wasn't wearing any underwear beneath the short silk shift dress. My breath caught in my throat as I felt his hands slide down over my hips, he kissed my neck slowly and nuzzled my ear "I hope you don't find me too forward, but I find you absolutely irresistible" he whispered, sending shivers down my spine. His hands moved up over my stomach until it cupped my breasts and I turned to him wrapping my arms around his neck as we kissed tentatively at first then more passionately. He slipped the silken material up over my hips and his hands kneaded my bare buttocks as he kissed me. My pussy was wet and waiting, our evening out completely forgotten as he slipped the dress up over my head leaving me standing naked except for the four inch spike heeled black sandals that I wore. He groaned as his hands ran over my taunt nipples, I was already busily unfastening his shirt and pants which were unceremoniously flung aside until he was as naked as I was. His hand sought blindly between my legs sliding against the wetness that had gathered in my excitement, he groaned again when he realized how horny I was and lifted me to sit on the kitchen bench. His mouth was between my legs before I could speak, his fingers spread my pussy lips wide, his mouth clamping over the pink flesh inside sucking at my juices, his tongue lapping fast at the swollen peak of my clitoris. I started to gasp and moan leaning back on one hand over the kitchen bench, the other hand entwined in his thick dark hair as he feasted upon my throbbing pussy. As he sucked my clitoris he fucked his fingers in and out of my juicy hole, bringing on a swift climax that made me shudder and grip his hair tightly in my hand. He trailed soft wet kisses up my stomach; spending time on each rock hard nipple until he finally raised his lips to mine, tongues dancing as we kissed long and hard. He kissed me in the most erotic way and I felt him take his cock and press it's hard throbbing tip to my wet pussy. I arched up to meet him, my need swelling inside me and I groaned in pleasure as his thick member opened my cunt and slid straight up inside me. He lifted me from the bench, my legs wrapped around his waist and my pussy impaled deeply upon the throbbing shaft of his cock. A small nervous giggle escaping me when I realised he was taking me to the lounge so he could fuck me in front of the large view window. I gasped as he leaned me up against the cold glass of the window, where he began to fuck me hard, holding my legs up as he drove his cock into my horny snatch. The idea that we were now putting on a joint show for anyone who cared to watch drove me wild, my next orgasm was swift and intense and I dragged my nails down Peter's back as he continued to fuck me through each wave of pleasure. Lowering me to the ground, Peter arranged me so I was kneeling on an armchair in front of the window, my ass sticking out towards him. His cock nudged its way back inside my horny cunt and he began thrusting again, I held onto the back of the chair as he gripped my hips and pounded himself deep inside my achingly aroused pussy hole. I could feel my tits swinging back and forth with each thrust, his cock drilling out my contracting pussy, bringing me to another magnificent orgasm. I cried out, my head flinging back as my buttocks contracted with the intensity, my cunt gripped his steel hard shaft tightly as I climaxed. "Oh yeah baby, fuck... you are so hot, I want to fuck you here too" he groaned as he pushed his thumb deep into the tight hole of my arse. I nearly fainted with pleasure, my subsiding climax renewing with vigor, sending me through the spiraling pleasure of a multiple orgasm. Peter drew out of my contracting cunt and pushed the thick hard tip of his cock against the entry to my arse, it was a tight fit but he made it inside with steady firm nudges. I was breathing hard and fast as he began to corn hole me, my arse stretching wide to accommodate his bulging cock. The tightness of my anal passage proved too much for Peter to bear, and with a long loud gasping moan, he gripped my hips tightly and plunged in deep, releasing hot spurts of cum deep into my squirming bowels. He remained within me for a few moments until I could feel his cock start to soften, then he slid out of me. We held each other stroking our fingertips softly over the sensitive skin of our naked bodies; I looked out of the window over his shoulder, wondering how many of the darkened windows had just enjoyed our show. Peter and I made love in front of the window on many more occasions, eventually he moved in with me. We found even more ways to satisfy our passion for exhibitionism, Peter taking me much further than I would ever have dared to go, but that would be another story best kept for another time.