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Patience And Voyeurism

Patience And Voyeurism

by casual_destruction
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Laughter, music blaring from the speakers, and a cool breeze drafting through the car all pulled on Emily's conscious mind to have her invite Ryan to stay for a few drinks and a movie. They'd already been to dinner, and for their first date it was all spark between them.

"That's my stop in there," Emily pointed out, gesturing to a long driveway headed to a white house surrounded in trees.

"It's gorgeous, should I walk you in?" Ryan winked, and let out a chuckle, pulling into the driveway. The backyard was surrounded by forest, and the sound of a rushing creek could be heard not far into the trees. It was an idealistic home, something out of a movie.

"It's fine," Emily replied kindly, kissing his cheek after the fact. "I had a great time, Ryan. It's late though, and I should really get to bed."

"Alright sweetheart. See you again sometime?" Ryan's hand reached out and touched Emily's, pulling it close and kissing the back of her hand. "Maybe next Friday?"

Emily nodded, and drew closer again to kiss him tenderly. Their lips pressed for a moment, and then as Ryan pulled away gently to breathe, Emily stayed close to show him she wasn't done. Instead of parting, their lips connected again and again, until Ryan's hand was in Emily's hair, and her hands rested on his shoulders. Over and over they kissed, time felt like it had slowed, just enough to let them kiss for what felt like a lifetime, and Emily finally parted just enough to whisper to him.

"I think I have to go now. You're great, Ryan."

His smile lit up and he gave her one last kiss. "And you are greater, sweetheart. Have a good night, ok?"

He watched as the woman walked her way to her door, and gave a final wave and smile which he returned. He then pulled out of the driveway, he drove for a couple minutes before pulling over in a parking lot, in the corner of it far from the blaring lights of the lamps of the lot or the street. The blonde man ran a hand through his short hair and wondered to himself.

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Was she what he was looking for?

Was she what he needed?

Was she the one?

It took him a couple of minutes to get his head about him, before getting out of the jeep and locking it to begin his walk back to her house.

He wasn't going to let her just slip away tonight, he wanted to at least see more, understand more, about her. He walked to her long driveway, and paused, before ducking around the house and heading for the fenceless backyard where he crouched in the tall, thick bushes. He scanned the back windows and spotted her, opening the drapes in a nightshirt that went down to her very upper thighs. As she reached up, fixing the positioning of the drapes the shirt rode up, exposing her light blue panties, little white dots covering them.

She tied her long brown hair in a ponytail before sitting on a queen sized bed, and pausing for a moment. Ryan had to wonder where her mind was going, but not for long until she stood up and walked out of view, before coming back a handful of seconds later with a vibrating dildo. So she had been excited when they made out in the car, hm?

He repositioned how he was sitting and stared longingly. He wanted to be there, to touch her and feel her. But watching was good enough the first time around. At first she grabbed a few pillows, and positioned herself to lay back on them, with her legs bent, her chest and head propped up. Ryan found himself waiting intently, leaning forward in anticipation. She was teasing him, just waiting it out until he got the courage to crawl into her window and make love to her.

Her vibrator turned on with a click, and she traced it down her pussy still covered by her panties. Her eyes closed, and mouth opened slightly, she was enjoying it already. The slow rubbing she did on herself made Ryan's breath hitch, feeling himself get hard with every passing second. He held out though, she hadn't put it inside her yet, and he was a patient guy.

Soon enough, she stopped rubbing through her panties and pulled down her underwear, repositioning herself ever so slightly as she did so. While Ryan still didn't have a direct view of her pussy, he could still see the motions she made, as she rubbed the tip of the vibrator against her clit. Ryan's mind dipped into fantasy, his fantasy of knocking on her window and startling her only for her to realize it was him. She'd open the window and he'd climb in, kissing her and pushing her down on the bed to strip down and lift her legs up.

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Back in reality, Ryan couldn't take Emily's teasing any longer and unzipped his fly as she rubbed her clit with the vibrator. She was breathing visibly harder, and gripping the sheets with her free hand, her eyes shut tightly. Ryan began to tease his own cock, rubbing the head and then stroking slowly, determined to edge until she came.

She then switched positions, a perfect side view now and much to Ryan's surprise was on her knees, chest pushed against the bed with one arm above her head and one arm under her. Ryan's stroking instinctually got faster, eyes locked on the woman and his own breathing getting heavier, but not as heavy as hers, as she thrust the vibrator into her pussy, fucking herself with a selfish lust.

Ryan leaned back slightly to jerk himself off better, and Emily didn't disappoint, eventually rolling onto her side, her legs up and pussy on full display toward the window. She was fucking herself stupid with that piece of pink vibrating plastic, and he watched her moan and writhe, stroking his cock harder as she put on a show just for him. Something of a gift to him, a gift he wouldn't forget about anytime soon.

Not long after, her body began to slow to a stop, and Ryan sighed disappointedly. He thought he was getting somewhere with her, as she stood up and walked back out of sight. Ryan's hopes came back up though, and he smirked as he saw what was in her hand. Wow, she was really quite a whore, Ryan began to stroke himself again, this time her ass on full display and that giant black dildo and a cordless hitachi promised no mercy. She assumed the same position as before, only this time her pink pussy and adorable asshole at center stage.

"Oh god you filthy slut.." Ryan whispered through breaths as he watched her lube the dildo and begin to push it deep into her ass, clearly moaning as she did so, judging by the gasping appearance and the tightly shut eyes. Then she began to thrust, and Ryan in turn stroked himself with her same pace, excitedly thrusting his hips up into his hand as he did so. He wanted nothing more than to fuck her tight asshole raw, and she even turned on the hitachi as she screwed herself, pressing it aginst her clit and moaned loudly, enough that Ryan heard it ever so quietly through the window and the bushes. She was a screamer, he noted even more excitedly. Something he could never deny he loved.

The woman's hand moved frantically to thrust the dildo into her, and her body began to shake. Ryan let himself come closer to his orgasm, and finally after what seemed like forever, watched her convulse and shriek again, pushing the dildo as far into herself as it would go as she came. The perfect sight sent Ryan over the edge as well, and he bit back a moan as his orgasm exploded out of him, ribbons of cum going into the bushes in front of him as he reached his climax.

Seconds went by, and he panted silently, watching the woman in the window do the same. She eventually slid the dildo out of her now much looser asshole, and held it off the bed in one hand with her hitachi in the other, clicking buttons to turn it off. She smiled that bright, beautiful smile and sat up, walking out of sight for a few minutes as Ryan recovered and zipped himself up. He took out a handkerchief from his jacket pocket and wiped up any cum on his hand and dick as he did so.

He couldn't wait until the next time he saw her again in person, and next time, there would be no dildos. Just his massive cock and her tight holes. She'd beg for him to go for many rounds with her once she got a taste.

Ryan smirked and crawled out of her backyard and walked back to his car, throwing the handkerchief away in a trash can on the side of the road. Patience would get him what he wanted, and what she really wanted deep down, too. He couldn't wait until next Friday, where he'd show her how much better than a piece of plastic a real man was. But again, he reminded himself, patience. She'd learn in time how much she wanted him, too.

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