The climax she rubbed from her cunt right then was even stronger than the night before.
Even at the most torturous moments during her rehab session that day, her thoughts kept drifting back to the anonymous sounds of the woman having sex and the pleasure she enjoyed on her own hand as she listened. By the time she got to the showers, her panties were soaked with more than the sweat from her exertions throughout the day.
After dinner that night, even lathering the stumps of her legs with lotion to alleviate the chafing from the prosthesis aroused her. She sat in her wheelchair next to the window in the darkened apartment, wearing only a thin t-shirt, hoping to get a glimpse of the woman or couple that so excited her the night before. Of course, she had no idea if she would be able to see anyone given the limited field of vision from her window or even if whoever they were would pick up where they left off.
From her window, Keri had a direct line of sight into the apartment directly across from hers, as well as the ones on either side of that. She couldn't see much in the ones to the sides of those, and practically nothing in the ones on the floors above and below her own. Not that it mattered much since drapes or blinds were drawn closed on all of them and a light indicating anyone was even home only glowed in one at the end. Right then there just wasn't anything to see.
Keri held her breath and sat as quietly as she could manage, hoping to at least hear the woman again like the night before. What was she doing? Was she alone or was someone else touching her, licking her, fucking her?
The memory of those moans reverberated in her head. Her nipple stiffened between two fingers, sending a twinge to her hairy groin. She spread the folds of her pussy lips with two fingers, pulling back on the fleshy hood encasing her throbbing clitoris. In the dark, she couldn't see the moist pink gash framed by her flaming red pubic hair, but she could feel the first drops of her wetness oozing down across her anus.
Her breathing became ragged. She forgot all about staying quiet to listen as the next touch on the hard nub of her clit sent a electric like shock throughout her body. Her back arched and her entire body tensed. She couldn't rub her clit, or pinch her nipple, hard enough as the orgasm surged through her body like a giant rogue wave crashing on a beach, washing everything away in its path.
She woke up still sitting in her wheelchair by the window, the first hints of the gray morning light peeking down the air shaft. The aroma of her own sex again wafted up from the hair topping her pussy, still sticky with her dried juices. She brought her fingers to her nose, deeply inhaling the sensuous scent as she fingered herself to yet another quick, sharp climax.
Keri didn't bother with a shower before getting dressed and going to rehab. She liked the idea of her crusty cunt hair filling her panties and brushing against her mound all day.
And so it went, day after day. She spent most of her waking hours learning to walk on her new legs. Every night she would sit by the window, hoping to see or hear the woman who once awakened her with sensual moans. She would sometimes get so aroused in anticipation, she would masturbate to a sloppy orgasm. Most times she would then put herself to bed but occasionally slept in the wheelchair.
As she edged herself to yet another not quite satisfying orgasm late one evening, a light snapped on for the first time in the apartment off to her right. She stopped with her finger splitting her wet slit, the tip of her clit throbbing against her finger.
For a moment, nothing happened. Then a man in his early thirties she recognized from occasional encounters in the elevator threw open the drapes and raised the tall window as high as it would go.
He stood for a few seconds, taking in the air. His eyes darted back and forth around the air shaft, apparently searching for any prying eyes. Obviously satisfied after a few minutes, he stripped off his shirt, let it fall to the floor and unbuckled his belt. His jeans soon followed the shirt and he stood there in just tight black briefs, made even more snug by the obvious lump between his legs.
The man was no more than twenty five feet away from her as he rubbed the palm of his right hand over the growing bulge several times. With a final look around the air shaft, he hooked his thumbs in the waistband of his underwear and pulled them down over his knees.
Keri's breath caught in her throat. She had no experience with the male member. The time Eddie Alston fingered her, she rubbed the hump in his crotch until he yelped and a wet stain seeped through the fabric of his jeans. She had watched a few porn videos during sleepovers in high school but she had no real world idea about, or experience with, a man's cock.
When the guy took his stiffening dick in his hand and stroked it slowly a couple of times, Keri pressed her fingertip into her own wet pussy hole, the well-known warm prickling growing in her groin. Then he turned around and bent over to open a laptop on the coffee table, his half hard dick and hefty ball sac dangling between his legs beneath his puckered asshole. Keri's pussy twitched against her finger and she pinched one of her erect nipples with her free hand.
Sitting on his couch a few moments later, the guy leaned forward to enter something into the laptop's keyboard then settled back, stroking his cock in one hand and pinching his own nipples with the other. While she couldn't see the screen, Keri imagined he was watching porn...maybe of a woman...a redhead like herself perhaps...riding a cock...her tits flopping wildly as she groaned one orgasm after another while a thick dick plunged deep into her cunt.
Keri pulled her hand away from her pussy, pausing the orgasm threatening to explode from her cunt at any second. She wanted to see what the guy would do clearly. After all, this was the very first time she ever watched a guy jerk off in person.
When his strokes became faster, Keri resumed gently swirling her fingers around her pulsating clit. She didn't know if he was close to cumming but she sure was and she had no intention of stopping this time.
After a couple of more minutes, his body tensed, his legs stretching out as his thighs began to tremble. His fist became a blur stroking his cock until his back arched, his face turned a bright red. Spurt after spurt of creamy white sperm shot on to his chest and belly.
As he collapsed back into the sofa with droplets of his jism dripping down over his sides, Keri massaged her own pussy furiously. When her orgasm began, she bit into the back of her hand to keep from crying out. By the time she was done, the guy got up and stepped to the window, pausing a moment with his now flaccid dick swinging between his thighs before pulling the drapes closed.
Keri sat in a puddle of her own juices on the seat of the wheelchair wondering how it would feel to have a hard cock plunge into her pussy, to experience warm sticky cum shooting inside her cunt before dripping down her inner thighs, to taste warm jism covering her tongue and oozing down her throat. She fingered herself to yet another orgasm before pulling herself into bed and letting sleep take her away.
The next morning, before leaving for her daily torture session laughingly called rehab, she went online and found a variety of sex toys. She ordered a vibrator that looked to be about the same size and shape as the cock of the guy from across the air shaft. Keri wanted that toy buried inside her pussy the next time she surreptitiously watched him jerk off.
Over the next couple of weeks, she secretly observed him from time to time although there didn't seem to be any set schedule. She learned to time her orgasms with the vibrator deep in her pussy to when his cum shot over his hand and belly. It was better than just using her fingers but still left her frustrated and wanting.
Shortly after she watched him cum on his hand again and fingered herself to another climax with the vibrator buried in here pussy, Keri heard the moans again...the sensuous groans of a woman having an orgasm. To her left, there was a dim light from the bath barely illuminating a bed where a woman was riding up and down on a man's hips.
The light was too low to make out much detail, but Keri could see the woman's head was thrown back as she thrashed her hips, her tits flopping about wildly. Keri's pussy clenched even before her finger found her pulsing clit.
Keri's orgasm flooded her body as she watched the woman eagerly impale herself on that dick. Then the woman rolled to her side and got on her knees with her face buried in the sheets. The man crawled up behind her, the outline of his rigid cock silhouetted in the dim light for just a few seconds before he plunged back into the woman's cunt.
