Diaries The Voyeur

Dear diary, a week ago a new housemate arrived, he's a young single guy named Blake and i'll be honest, he's not a bad looking guy, he's often just back from the gym when I see him, so I assume he works an earlier shift than I do, he's always cheeky when I speak to him. I'm not afraid to admit that his British accent turns me on, the fact he's a bit of a scamp too? Love it.

I had been chatting with him casually about the neighbourhood, work. Usual stuff but nothing too serious. He's often in the kitchen cooking too, maybe he'll share his food with me sometime? (It smells delicious, I hope so!)

Dear Diary, an update. I woke up this morning thinking I had a crazy dream. I don't usually go into much detail, but I feel I have to do this justice! For future reference, I guess?

Yesterday I got in feeling pretty tired from work so I dumped my things down and immediately headed for the shower as you do.

I walked towards the door without paying attention, and when I looked up Blake was in the shower. He was naked and the water was running in rivulets down his toned stomach and dripping off of his thick shaft.

I was shocked, and embarrassed but I couldn't turn eyes away! He leaned against the wall of the shower and I watched in awe as he reached down and began stroking his cock. The face he made as his hand moved up and down his shaft, a look of desire being slowly satisfied was enough to make me feel hot in my stomach. Before long, I couldn't help but join in the fun myself. I slid my hand down my dress and panties and started touching myself, amazed at how sensitive It was and how wet the situation was making me. "what am I doing?" I thought to myself.

I kept watching him, his face was turning slightly red and his hand was moving faster and so was mine. He had that look on his face that men get when they're getting close, I could tell by his twitching cock that he was about to let go and spurt all over the glass.

Suddenly I let out an involuntary moan, I'd been speeding up myself and didn't notice how fast my own orgasm was approaching. He stopped and noticed me standing there.

"Hey! What are you doing?" he said gruffly, climbing out of the shower to cover himself.

I was speechless. I didn't know what to say, I felt embarrassed.

He looked down and noticed my hand coming out of my skirt, and he came closer.

"Don't you know you should knock?" he said firmly as he pushed me against the wall.

"What are you doing?" I gasped.

"Wouldn't you like to know?"

He looked me dead in the eyes as his hand slid down my dress, reaching my wet panties below. I couldn't help but utter a little noise as I felt his hot fingers pressing against my clit through the fabric. I was shocked I didn't expect it at all but I just couldn't resist it.

"What... " I couldn't form sentences. We were still looking into each other's eyes as he pushed aside my panties and began to rub his fingers in circles around my now exposed clitoris.

His fingers were like ballerinas dancing upon the stage that was my sensitive spot. Touching me everywhere I needed to be touched. I couldn't help but lean into him a little, his still erect cock against my stomach.

It didn't take long, I was already worked up just from watching him and I came, hard. I gasped and he kissed my neck as I felt the hot waves pulsing through me, his hot but tender kisses accentuating my throbbing ecstasy.

His began lowering himself, kissing lower and lower down my chest, my stomach, my legs. His hot lips exploring my body, he looked up and me and gave me a wicked smile as he lifted up my skirt, he gripped the top of my panties with his teeth and lowered them, his hands firmly on my hips. When they got to below my knees, he let them drop to my ankles and then began kissing his way back up my thighs, my body tingling with anticipation as his mouth got nearer and nearer to my pussy. I closed my eyes as I felt his tongue start at the bottom, and slowly glide to the top of my sex, caressing my clit as it went. The hot wet feeling made my knees weak again. His hard cock was pressing against my leg, and I was holding myself against the wall to support myself.

Suddenly, he stood up again and turned me around. "huh?" I said in surprise. He had me pressed against the wall and lifted my skirt. I could feel it. His hard member now against my butt. I bit my tongue.

"Time for you to learn your lesson." He whispered from behind me, his cock head now rubbing against my pussy.

"Wait. No-" I was interrupted as he slid into me. Feeling his heat fill my body as he easily reached my cervix in one movement.

My knees gave out. It was too much. But he held me tightly and began moving. I felt every twitch of him as he started pounding me. He covered my mouth with his hand to stifle my moans as his heavy balls hit my clit over and over again, steadily getting soaked by my love fluids.

I couldn't fight it at all. I was powerless. Pinned against the wall and full of his hard cock, I could feel myself slipping into ecstasy. He grabbed my ass and plunged even deeper into me as the waves of my third orgasm came over me. My whole body twitched as the pulsing consumed me. I felt him let out a moan too as he pushed his cock as deep as it could go and let go, filling my wanting pussy with his thick cum.

I was out of breath, a mess. He pulled out and I felt his seed seep out of me, forming at my clit and dripping onto the bathroom floor.

My belly was full of Blake's semen. His heat. It filled me with a primal satisfaction.

He turned me around and kissed me on the lips.

"I shower at this time every day" he whispered.

"Just for future reference."

Dear Diary. Remind me to come home early from work tomorrow