astronomical-attraction
EXHIBITIONIST VOYEUR

Astronomical Attraction

Astronomical Attraction

by avocadotoast
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The first time I saw your telescope I thought it was to see the stars. It was just an innocent astronomy instrument pointed at the sky, behind your window.

The day after, it was slightly lowered. Not enough to be suspicious but still not in the direction of the immensity of the sky.

I saw you in passing, you were taking your trash out while I was walking my dog. (Little chuckle) I can't believe how attractive you are, even with a trash bag in your hands.

You waved back, a shy little movement on my part but you smiled and... You knew something I did not. Didn't you?

The following day I was stressed, my back all knotted in worry by work and life. I could have chosen to take a bath, go to the gym to relieve some energy, sing, and dance... But I chose another kind of dance I guess.

Maybe it was conscious of me to {dΓ©boutonner} my shirt near my window. The soft fabric glided down on my arms, freeing my shoulders, my collarbone, and my chest still encased in my brand-new bra. The lacy red one. The one I should wear on a date... But ended up with a day of boring meetings.

My hands started rubbing at my nape. It felt nice, the warm gentle touch relaxing my muscles.

A look on the right and I swear I could feel your presence. Your house was dark, with no sign of life inside, but I can't help but think of you behind your telescope... Watching me.

It's like it lightened a match. I feel myself getting warmer, a delicious heavy feeling invading my lower body. Thinking that you might be watching me get naked, watching me caress myself and... It's like an illumination, I know what I need.

The Idea of bringing myself to a climax in front of you, despite that street as a barrier, is like fire in my veins.

I never tried anything like that you know. Thinking about showing my naked body to a stranger never aroused me like that.

If I focus hard enough I can imagine your gaze on me. It's the push I needed to unbutton my pants. I leave it there, open to reveal the red fabric of my underwear. Not even a matching set with my bra, just a happy accident I suppose.

My hands are full of my breasts. I caress along the lace, savoring the contact on my skin. How I wish it was your fingers making their way into the cup to caress my neglected nipples. They are so hard and sensitive, part cold, part excitement of giving you a show.

I bother them both, leaving them aching and my underwear wet. With haste, I take that beautiful bra off and leave it on the floor. How I wish you were here, to suck on my nipples, to give me bruising hickeys all over my tits... To bite.

I don't even know your name but I dream of your mouth doing wicked things to me.

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It's still dark in your room, but I can guess where that telescope is aimed at. Me. Me in my pants, pleasuring myself for your enjoyment.

I can barely wait, the fire in my veins burns any doubt I may have.

I throw away the dark jeans, with my wet panties.

How can you turn me on so quickly? How the mere thought of you watching me masturbate is making me that feral?

Are you touching yourself?

That realization made me gasp out loud and clench my thighs together. The picture is in my head now. You, slightly bent with your eye on the glass, one hand in your jeans to stroke your cock.

A whimper escapes my throat, the picture in my head is too much of a turn-on. While my eyes try to pierce the darkness, my hand disappears between my legs.

I can feel my arousal between my fingers, and I slowly coat my clit in my slick. The soft circles make me shiver in anticipation, I know what I want. I want an orgasm, for your eyes only. I want to give you such a show that you'd come banging on my door for a chance to fill me with your cock.

I put one finger in my pussy, then a second and I sigh in relief. I need to feel full! My fingers are clearly not enough but they'll do for now.

I start with slow thrusts, savoring all the sensations until I *need* to go harder.

I swear, I sigh, I moan... I'm quite vocal during sex and self-pleasure IS no different.

Oh god I missed this, the shivers running through my body when my fingers curl a little and hit a delicious spot.

My hand is covered in my juices. My pussy is aching and sobbing to be filled by something, anything.

I take my hand away and hungrily lick the wetness away. Did you like that? I hope you did. I go to my bedstand and violently open the drawer to take my favorite dildo. With haste I sit on the edge of my bed, facing the window, and open my legs. Wide. The show is about to start, Sir.

I feel like teasing you first. So I bring that silicone toy to my mouth, a fake cock that brings me very real orgasms, and lick. I lick and suck and drench it with spit, before bringing it in between my parted thighs.

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The first thrust is always a struggle with that one. The big head making its way into my cunt, stretching me with a delicious sting of pain. Just enough to make me want more.

Would your cock make me feel that way too? What I wouldn't give to feel your hips hump, your hard dick pushing until we can't tell where your start and where I end.

I feel my pussy stretch and relax, accommodating my toy size. There's no time for a soft and slow tango, I need to fuck myself until I'm spent and unable to fucking move.

I'm so wet, the sounds of my breathing and those lewd sounds are the only thing that exists.

I need it hard, dirty, and full of heat. I use my dominant hand to thrust the dildo in my aching desperate pussy, the other roaming over my skin. Breasts, belly, thighs, ass... I'd love to feel your hands on me, to be your popsicle to lick and suck.

I open my eyes, not realizing that I closed them and I stop. I feel like a deer caught in headlights. Your house is not in the dark anymore, one light is on. In that very room.

You're not watching the sky tonight. Oh no. The eye of the telescope is looking at me, and you with it.

Do I continue? Even in the distance, I can the hand movement in your pants. Stroking your cock for me.

I resume my pace, caressing my clit while I fuck myself with that dildo.

Moans escape my throat and I can feel it coming. I want to cum so bad for me, for you, in front of you.

It's building up, the arousal in my veins runs like wildfire and I can only whimper "please, please, please" as I get closer and closer.

I moan loudly "Yes, please, Sir!" as my cunt twitch and clench and drool.

My back arched, eyes closed in bliss, I let the excruciating warmth of my orgasm take me.

When I open my eyes, you're gone. But the light is still on. I try to catch my breath when you come back, a mini whiteboard in your hand with the words

"Tomorrow.

Same time?"

I smile.

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