Bedroom Windows

At 6:30am the alarm woke Jennifer Bracken from an incredibly refreshing sleep. The sunlight spread across her bed and warmed her body. As she lay there she recalled the events of the previous night. She still had a hard time believing that she had purposely stripped, oiled her body and masturbated in plain sight of the boy who cut her grass. Nineteen year old Tommy had seen her as no other man had. Not even her husband Mark had seen her make herself cum.

At 12:30 Tommy Willis's mother yelled at him to get out of bed. He rubbed his eyes and sat up. He too, thought of last night. Images of lovely Ms Bracken's oiled naked body laying on the bed, hips bucking in the throws of an intense orgasm. An erection rose quickly. He fought the urge to jack off. He wanted to be fully charged for tonight. Opening the nightstand drawer he pulled out a baggie with small vial inside. It was a vile of firsts. The first chance to touch and kiss a bare breast, slide a tongue between pussy lips and taste, and the feel of them wrapped tightly around his cock. For the first time his load would end up where it was supposed to be.

He shook the sleepiness out of his head, got dressed without showering and headed out to Burger King to cook fries for the next 6 hours. It would take forever to become nightfall.

Jennifer sat behind her computer monitor barely able to concentrate the entire day. One minute she felt stupid and perverse for her actions and the next minute she wanted to slide her fingers inside her panties. She couldn’t figure out what turned her on about being watched. Its not like she wanted to become a stripper or anything.

Later that day she found her answer. From her cubicle she had been observing the office when one of the new young interns came into the office with some papers and stepped into her manager Lou's office. Missy, A pretty girl, she beamed proudly as she placed the papers on his desk and proceeded to point out some things on the papers. Lou, a forty-something man looked at the numbers and then something else. Although her vantage point was twenty feet away, Jennifer watched as the Lou's gaze turned from the papers to Missy's chest. Dressed conservatively her blouse still gapped as she leaned and Lou was taking a good long gaze down her shirt at her hanging titties. Moments after Missy left his office, he closed his door for five minutes. It was then when she realized what a thrill it was for guys to see what they weren’t supposed to see, and it was thrilling her to let them see. Well Tommy anyway.

It was 9:30pm and Mark had just left, as usual. Jennifer had already confirmed Tommy's presence via a pair of binoculars from the darkened guestroom. She could easily see his movements in the cramped treefort. She was already wet. She had also opened the second french door in the bathroom, giving a better view for Tommy. For some reason she even cleaned up the room and vacuumed. It was all her nervous energy.

Barely able to contain himself Tommy tried to remain calm. From his perch he watched Mark leave and knew the show was coming. As soon as her tea was done in the microwave he would slip in his potion while she was still in the shower. He was glad to see that Jennifer didn’t leave the house tonight and things seemed normal again.

As always, his heart jumped when the bedroom light came on. He was pleasantly surprised to see both bathroom doors open. He watched as Jennifer pulled out a bag from next to the bed. God, she was gorgeous, perfect tan lines, beautiful smile, sexy walk. She dumped some clothes onto the bed and picked up a tiny top. Tommy smiled, "Bikini's, nice!." For the next 15 minutes he watched without blinking as the lovely Ms. Bracken stripped off her clothes and tried on at least five different suits. "You're killing me here Ms. B" he murmured as he fought off the incredible urge to jerk off. The last bikini was the smallest by far and Jennifer seemed to be concerned about some hair showing. She stripped off the suit and disappeared into the bathroom.

Jennifer leaned back against the bathroom wall out of view of the window. Her fingers went right to her clit. She knew Tommy had to have cum already, his load splattering against the treefort walls. Her knees trembled as she quickly came. Quickly regaining her composure she opened the shower door and grabbed her razor and shave gel. Then back in view of the window, she sat on the edge of the tub, spread her legs slightly and began applying the gel to the edges of her pubic hair.

Once again Tommy found himself blown away by Jennifer. He zoomed in as best he could, watching every small careful stroke of the razor. When Jennifer put one foot up on the tub edge for better access he could swear he could see her pussy lips part slightly. When she was done she had left only a narrow strip of hair above her slit. "I hope you don’t mind if the pussy examiner takes a closer look at that later? I didn't think so." HE laughed to himself.

Jennifer stood up and admired her work. She fought the urge to look at the window as she knew eyes were trained on her. She wondered if he had cum a second time. Wrapping a towel around her she went downstairs and popped her tea cup in the microwave and headed back up to shower. Under the steaming beads of water Jennifer made herself cum again. She had done her job well, she knew she had satisfied her voyeur.

Or so she thought.

She hardly gave it a second thought that the microwave clock showed 10:05 rather than 'DONE' as it usually read when finished. By the time she thought about again in a minute she couldn’t be sure what it had read. She shrugged her shoulders and picked up the phone and dialed her sister. As she spoke she cleaned up the kitchen and closed and locked the sliding door. The warm breeze had felt nice blowing through the house.

Tommy watched and waited. When she locked the sliding door that he had used to get in the kitchen he smirked. "Don't forget about the back garage door. I think somehow it unlocked itself."

As Jennifer chatted with her sister her mood about her actions changed and she again felt slutty and swore to herself that this couldn’t possibly go on. She soon finished her call and her tea and sat on her couch clutching her robe closed tightly and wished Mark was home. She also began to feel funny.

She headed upstairs and sat down on her bed. Maybe she'd just close her eyes for a few minutes until the dizziness passed.

Tommy watched her as she lay back on the bed. When thirty excruciating minutes passed without the slightest movement he slowly climbed down the tree. His knees were shaking, his cock was hard.

When the alarm went off at 6:30am Jennifer woke with a start. She had a slight headache but more than that she had a weird feeling about her. Her body tingled and she rubbed herself all over. When her hand reached her pussy she realized it felt like it was, crusty. She pulled off her panties and sat up. The little hair that she had left on her mound was matted down. It was as though Mark was home and had fucked her. She put on her robe and called for Mark. There was no answer. She took a long hot shower to wake herself up. Maybe she had masturbated before going to sleep. She couldn't remember. When she finished drying off she went back to the bedroom to get dressed for work. As she stepped into the bedroom she looked down and froze in her tracks.

Indented in the freshly vacuumed carpet were large sneaker footprints. She only noticed them because the low angle of the sun through the window gave even the tinniest ridges a shadow. That's when she realized that Tommy Willis had been in the room. Somehow he had snuck into the house, drugged her, stripped her, took out his fat cock and fucked her.

Tommy sat in front of his computer and began to download images to his screen. Images of pretty, perfectly tanned, innocent Jennifer Bracken filled the screen. At first dressed, then an agonizingly slow sequence of clothing removal. Eventually full screen images of Jennifer totally naked appeared. Close ups of her face, her tits, her ass and finally her cunt. He took at least two dozen shots of her pussy, spreading her legs wide for some, his finger inserted for another. Tommy couldn’t help but whack off.

Jennifer didn't mention a thing to Mark as they spent their brief 15 "Hi I’m home,"

"Hi I gotta leave" minutes in the morning. She knew she would get no work done today.

As Tommy watched the images scroll by on his screen he replayed last nights scenario in his head. He remembered how beautiful Jennifer looked, how peaceful, how innocent. All aggressiveness was gone. After he had removed all her clothes and photographed every inch of her body he stripped and lay next to her. He felt big and fat seeing his bloated white body next to her trim fit figure. He knew he would never have a girl like this so he was going to enjoy it now.

Jennifer had never budged when he had massaged her tits and then sucked on them. He spent forever kissing every square inch of flesh. He spread her legs and clumsily licked her pussy, noting how her titties jiggled slightly with any movement.

Tucked away in her cubicle Jennifer sat in disbelief of what must have happened. This had gotten so far out of hand it was scary. She pictured Tommy's large body on top of her pumping away until he released his load inside of her. Jennifer sat ashamed at the fact that she was now wet with excitement. The image returned again and again.

Tommy's hardon wilted slightly when he thought of how long it took him to get his cock inside her and when he had worked it in he had starting cumming before he even got a chance to fuck. His smile returned as well as the stiffness to his cock when he thought how easily it slipped inside her twenty minutes later. How incredible it was to fuck someone. As he thought of his two loads inside her he was about to cum.

"What the fuck are you doing?, you little shit"

It was Tommy's older brother Jake home unexpectedly. Being quite muscular he easily tossed Tommy out of his seat. "What have we got here?" He began flipping through the images on the screen.

Jennifer's rational seemed all but lost. How could she not be freaked out by what happened? Why was she turned on? She put herself in Tommy's shoes. If seeing her naked would cause such a thrill how incredibly exhilarating it must have been for him to have fucked her. Even as she sat there some of his cum was still inside her. It felt so good to feel so dirty. She only wished she could have watched it. At the same moment her phone rang.

Five minutes later she hung up the phone. Mark had just informed her that his dad would be coming the next day for a short visit. He would of course be bringing Bently, his intimidating but brainless Rotweiler. She sighed as she knew that would be the end of Tommy's nightly viewing as Bently liked to sleep outside. That was okay she thought, she had taken this far too deep and this would be a quick and easy end to it.

Her thoughts turned to Tommy. Again she wished she could have watched it. Then a terribly wicked idea formed in her pretty little head. She still had one more night. But would Tommy be coming back again?

It was 9:30 and Mark kissed her goodbye. She reassured him that his dad's visit was fine, he was a nice old man and she'd feel safer with ol Bently around. Mark smiled and left.

Jennifer slowly climbed the stairs and turned on the bedroom light. Stepping out of the sight of the window she walked to the closet. She had already placed the video camera on the upper shelf. Reaching up she pressed the record button. The image of her bed flashed on the view screen. She adjusted the picture and zoomed in slightly. Carefully then she placed some clothes around it, virtually hiding it from sight.

Her mind was running like a freight train. She still had many chances to change her mind. She popped her cup in the microwave and looked at the screen door. She left it unlocked. Maybe he wasn’t even here tonight. As she stepped in the shower she knew he was. Was she really going to allow this to happen? She had never been into sex that much and was always looked upon as the good girl, but she had to see his look, his reaction, his pure enjoyment that he got from using her body. She loved that phrase, using her body.

As Jennifer approached the microwave she knew he'd been there. The microwave read 9:58 instead of DONE. She didn’t call her sister, just took out the cup, sat down at the table and looked at it. Five minutes later, it was empty.

At first she thought that maybe there wasn’t anything in it, but when she stood up a wave of dizziness fell over her. At that moment she panicked. She had to make it upstairs, if she passed out down here he might just fuck her on the couch. The dizziness passed for a moment and she quickly made it upstairs.

She wanted to look sexy as hell without looking slutty. The best way would be to lay a pair of old pajamas on the bed as though she was going to wear those but never had a chance to put them on. She knew Tommy would get a kick out of the tiny thong panties and cropped tee-shirt she wore under her robe.

She laid down on the bed and smiled knowing that she couldn’t turn back now if she tried. She fell asleep thinking about what she might see on the tape.

It would be nothing that she had ever expected.

She almost screamed when she felt a hand on her. It was Mark. She looked at the clock. It was 7:30, she had slept through the alarm. He laughed and said he could tell she was tired as she had never even gotten her pj's on. "I think you've been drooling too." He then said something about being starving and was going to eat something while she showered. She watched as he stepped out of the room.

The next thing she noticed was the pain. Her tits hurt, her thighs hurt, her pussy hurt and god her ass burned. What had Tommy done to her? She staggered out of bed and stumbled to the closet. She popped out the tape and hid in the pocket of an old winter coat. She then shut the bathroom door and looked at herself in the mirror. A thick crusty white streak ran from the corner of her mouth down her neck. She then removed her robe and massaged her breasts. Her nipples were red and sore. As she looked downwards she almost cried out when she saw the large bruises on the inside of her thighs. Again her bush was matted and tiny white streaks ran down her leg. She quickly got the shower going and cleaned herself.

By lunchtime she felt better although it was a little uncomfortable sitting. As the day wore on she became more and more curious of what was on the tape. At some point Mark called and said he was heading out to the train station to pick up Dad. Jennifer quickly replied that she was getting out early and would meet them home later.

At 3pm Jennifer shut off the car and flew up the stairs to the bedroom. Mark would be at least an hour so yet. She pulled out the tape and popped it in the VCR. She pulled off her pants, blouse and bra and laid back on the bed. Zipping past the beginning she got to the part where she fell asleep. Her fingers were already in her wet pussy as she prepared to watch herself get raped. What the hell had happened to her?

After 5 minutes of watching herself sleeping she began to zip in short bursts until she saw something enter the frame. It was Tommy alright. He sat on the bed next to her and opened her robe. He leaned over and kissed her belly. He then lifted her tiny crop top up exposing her titties. He then leaned over and began sucking them, his hand cupping her pussy.

Jennifer watched transfixed as the surreal scene unfolded on the TV. She had to pull her hand away from herself as not to cum just yet.

Tommy then slowly and carefully pulled down her panties and then licking his fingers he spread her lips and rubbed her clit. He then stood up and took off his pants. His stocky legs were sunburnt below the knee and white as milk above. She could see his short fat cock standing at attention. He then kneeled on the bed between her spread legs and shortly thereafter he was laying on her, fucking her. Her body seemed to disappear beneath him, only her tanned legs and arms were visible under the disgusting, rocking mound of flesh.

Jennifer’s fingers were deep inside her again in anticipation of his orgasm. It was so hard to believe that that body was on top of her just last night. She heard him moaning and watched as came inside her. Jennifer came too, moaning loudly herself. Then something odd occurred. Tommy climbed off of her, grabbed a towel from the bathroom, wiped her pussy clean, put her panties back on, pulled down her shirt and closed her robe. He then got up and a second later shut off the light.

Her pussy still tingled and she continued to rub it slowly as she tried to make sense of the scene. It was such as slow gentle fuck it couldn’t have left those marks, not to mention the pain. Something else must have happened. She zipped through forty five minutes of blackness when suddenly the light flicked back on again. Jennifer almost dropped the controller.

Tommy had walked in the room, but was followed by someone else. Someone larger, well tanned and muscular. Then she heard his voice.

"Fuckin unbelievable!" The larger boy she barely recognized as Tommy's older brother Jake who had accompanied him the first day last year. She watched Jake walk over to the bed next to her. "You sure the bitch ain’t gonna wake up?" Tommy replied softly. "No, not a chance." Jake undid her robe and flipped it open revealing Jennifer’s scantily clad body. "holy Shit! She's fuckin smokin!" He then turned and grabbed Tommy's shirt collar. "You sure you didn’t fuck her tonight?" Tommy replied meekly, "no, no I didn't."

"Good, now get the fuck outta here!" He shoved Tommy out the door. "And make sure there's a cold beer for me later!"

What followed on the tape, Jennifer could hardly believe. Jake began exploring her body, stripping her naked. He grabbed her tits and began pinching her nipples. "Nice nips, but they could be bigger fer sure." Jennifer winced as she watched him pinch and pull at her tits. After exploring her body for a few minutes Jake pulled off his shorts revealing a rather large cock. For a moment Jennifer marveled at his naked body. Then she watched as he pulled her head to the side of the bed put his cock to her lips. "How about a little taste of cock, babe?" He laughed. He positioned her body on her back and placed a pillow behind her head. Jennifer then watched in horror fascination as he mounted her chest, opened her mouth and began to face fuck her.

A few minutes later he climbed off her upset. "Goddammit bitch I hope you suck better when you're awake" He then spit on his fingers and started finger fucking her hard. "But I'll bet you're still a good fuck!" He then put her ankles on his shoulders and his cock at her hole. Again Jennifer watched her body disappear, her tiny feet pointing to the ceiling. For the next ten minutes he pounded relentlessly into her until finally with a loud grunt he pulled out of her and crawled up to her face. Kneeling above her face he stroked his cock hard with his right hand and held her mouth open with the left. He then began spraying cum into her mouth and on her face. "Mmmm, tastes good huh?." He wiped his cock clean on her lips then left her spread eagled on the bed as he left the room.

Jennifer had already cum twice more as she watched the brutal pounding she got. Never had she been fucked so hard, how good that must have felt. She had a feeling it wasn't over yet. She was right. She zipped for twenty minutes until Jake re-appeared.

After tugging on her tits again he rolled her over and pulled her back on her knees so her ass stuck up into the air. Jennifer refused to believe what she thought he was going to do. Using some her own lotion he got from the dresser he began to work his finger inside her ass. He then put some lotion on his cock and then slowly worked it into her ass. Jennifer had of course never been ass fucked, never even let Mark go near there, it was just not right. Now she watched aghast as Jake had a grip on her hips and was plunging his cock into her tiny hole. Fortunately he came quickly and again let her limp body alone on the bed like a rag doll. A few minutes later Tommy came in, cleaned her up, dressed her and put her in bed. She heard him whisper, "I'm really sorry about that." He then kissed her cheek and left.