Nakedness, You, Secrets & my Neighbor

So you are reading this – what are you wanting to find? Anything to push boredom aside? Or, a reason to procrastinate something? Are you horny, and what will cure that affliction? For now there’s just this stream of consciousness. What, expecting to hear my secrets? Psha, pluheeze, what do have to tell me?

About that guy you flirted with and brushed your breasts against on that girls weekender you and your girlfriends took? About your ex boyfriend from way back – the one who was the best in bed – who you still fantasize about on occasion – who’s going to be in your town for a conference next month?

As for my secrets, what do you think they could be? I’m really just shy, introverted unless you get me horny. When I finish the stories you’ll know most of my secrets. Or, perhaps you mean the secrets I don’t write about? You’re wanting to dive deep – asking a lot of this posting. What will it do for you if I tell you? How deep will you share with me?

Why am I rambling and what are we avoiding? We should confess to each other, or maybe make secrets together? You tell me and I’ll tell you? You do it to me and I’ll do it to you? Tell me what you won’t tell your man? Did you have a three way before him? Is he too polite too often?

Does this sound like someone who’s uninspired? Wandering words in place of a topic? Not true, we’ve got secrets to do. Perhaps you’re my neighbor, up late again, in her home office. I can see her at her desk through the shudders. Her office is above her garage, overlooking my backyard, with a view through the sliding glass doors to where I’m sitting right now at my dining table.

Did she see the other week when I was with someone on my couch? Does she look when I walk around? Does she see me taking my clothes off now? Does she assume I’m at my laptop watching porn, because my dick is getting hard? Could she be you who’s reading this – know exactly what I was doing? Don’t worry, she’s seen enough before – if this was offensive she’d not leave her shudders open. There not closed much anymore – I wonder to death what she’s thinking. Hold on while I get up and walk past the glass over to my kitchen – help her wonder what the hell I am thinking.

I knew this game really started, about a month ago when I saw her working in her bra. That night her shades were up – not just open. She has a bathroom in her office – I can tell when she’s in it because its little window lights up. Sometimes the light is on for a while. Anyway, after three months of doing this dance, there she was – up late about this time, wear a bra. After over an hour like that, she got up. I saw all the lights go off and she came out her door wearing a shirt again, then walked down the stairs to go back inside – to bed with her husband I guess.

She works hard – what ever she does it must be lucrative – she drives a Porsche SUV. Her office is very intrusive – if it was anyone else I’d probably not like it. So, here I am naked and unobstructed – come here neighbor and we can do this.

So there you have it – what’s going on with me – are you less bored now or think I’m creepy? Now It’s your turn to comment or message me – with secret things you’re up to – I’ve got boredom and hornyness of my own to subdue.

 

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Chuck

(what the dick you let into me did to me)

I love you man you’re a horny Fuck
I married you eight years ago
You let a friend put his dick in me
So you could watch and get off.

I was content with having no other
You compared with the best I’d had
We were fine with what you’ve got
Big enough for what I sought.

I knew it was risky fucking your friend
But we both wanted to spice things up
You said it would be crazy hot to see
Promised no issues with jealousy

So easy would it have been to pass
Our sex was basically problem free
You had to see another bowl in your lane
He bowled all strikes like a champion.

Its not my fault that your friend was huge
And his dick stayed hard for so damn long
Blowing thrice playing me an hour non-stop
He made me come so hard I lost my tongue.

If you wanted to see less
You might have checked first
That he didn’t fuck like a God
Nor have a cock from heaven.

You probably didn’t think it through
And told me you wanted me to enjoy
Said you’d get off if the friend made me come
You’d stroke off a load and all would be done.

I said no thanks, I’d feel like a whore
It’s you and not your friend I adore
What if one time just wasn’t enough
Who next would you be having me fuck?

But you begged and pleaded and wanted it so
We’d fuck once, you’d come – end of the show.
You said you could handle seeing us fuck
And not end up hurt or jealous of Chuck.

Chuck was safe and attractive enough
What the hell, what harm could it do
I wanted to please you and bring you to life
So I agreed to do it and be a good wife.

We should have had rules or contingency plans
And learned much more about this friend of yours
Had we only known chuck would bring what he brought
Would have known we would lose to the game that he’s got.

By the look on your face when he started to grow
I knew you hadn’t planned for a donkey show
Did it also surprise you he could last for so long
or that so much cum came out of his dong?

Was it how hard I came or that it didn’t take long
or that I came more than once that bothered you
Maybe my moans turned this engagement so sour
You came right away and we came for an hour?

Did you want me to tell you I was faking it?
You must know I wish you could fuck like him
Why didn’t you say stop if it bothered you
Once he got me off you and I were through.

Watching Her Come

She’ll surrender
Control and decorum
With orgasm inevitable
Locked upon her

Eyes will open
She’ll look inward
With vulnerable awe
overtaken

Whole Body
Around her clit
She’ll clench
Hold on tight

See her coming
Uncovered
Her innermost self
Lusting

Emerging
Spasms released
In her eyes
Honesty

The Lisa Coming

The Lisa Coming

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