“Were you waiting for me to return home tonight, so you could carry on with your watching of me? I can see you the faceless man behind the curtain, do you know or care that I can see your every move?
Can you hear the slow sounds of Chris Deburg drifting across from my window to yours, as I move seductively to the beat, will I perform for you, be your own private dancer?
“Are you watching as my hands reach up to release my hair, letting it flow around my shoulders? Flicking it backwards and forwards as my body moves to the music.
Can you see my hands caressing my face, running my fingers through my hair?
Do you like the way I am stroking my neck, do you wish it were your fingers stroking me, your lips kissing it. Can you see my hips slowly moving backwards and forwards, round and round, as I move to the beat, undoing the buttons on my blouse, removing it as I dance?’’
“Are you watching as my hands unhook my bra, as I turn my back on you. Do you like the way I move with my arms above my head, using my bra as a dance partner, swaying side to side, throwing it down as I cup my breasts? I turn to face you once again, my hands massaging the mounds under them, can you see my nipples as they swell and push their way between my fingers? Are you dreaming of taking them into your mouth, sucking and licking on them, flicking your tongue over them. Now you can see them properly as I move my hands up and down, my body stroking the tanned flesh, my fingers slipping inside my waistband as my whole body rocks side to side. I let my skirt slip down to the floor, are you looking closely, do your see the darkness of my pubic hair as it strains against my virgin white panties, the sticky wetness that that is forming between my legs as I slowly rub the special spot given only to women”
Turning my back on you once again I push my panties down bending over, spreading my legs ever so slightly, sliding a finger deep into the warmth of my body do you want me to leave on the stockings and suspenders or shall I take them off?
I turn back to you raise my leg on to a chair running my hands up and down it, releasing the stocking top, rolling it down my leg repeating on the other leg, will I continue with my dance now,? “ Is your breathing getting heavy can you feel your cock growing? I can see your hand moving down, see as you pull down your zipper, releasing your throbbing hardness into the cold night air. Can you see me running my tongue across my lips, pushing my finger inside the wetness of my mouth, see it slipping in and out, my tongue licking the tip. Do you wish it was your cock sliding in and out forcing it’s way in to my throat, I bet you do, but it will never happen, because you are just some sad faceless little man ”
“Are you having fun my friend, do you want to shoot your cum from your body, must I give you more? Watch my hand disappear between my legs, see me parting the lips allowing my fingers into the depth of my body, pushing them in and out, the wetness leaking out running down my arm, smell the lust as I thrust them in deep rubbing on my clit with each trust. I can see your hand moving, your hips bucking as you rub your cock up and down in time to my movements. Listen to my moans see me thrusting my body out to you,hear me scream as my orgasm takes over my whole body.
“ Did you cum my faceless friend, did you cum? ”
All this dancing has made me hot and I need to clean away the stickiness between my legs. You like seeing me in the shower, don’t you, like seeing me rub the foam over my body, watching the hot steamy water running in rivers over my breasts, down my body, my hand cleaning away the remains of my cum. I need to wash it real good don’t I .Are you watching as I dry myself ,see as I lay my hot steamy body down on my bed,spreading my legs as I face the window. Are you wishing it was your mouth in between them, your tongue licking away the last bits of my cum. Do you wish it was yours,not my fingers exploring the warmth, do you wish it was your cock plunging into me and driving its self home”
“Are you rubbing your cock as you watch my hips moving up and down as my fingers push in and out my body, see me writhing as I finger fuck myself to orgasm. Can you see the wetness of my love juices glinting in the moonlight as it gushes from my body, is your hot creamy cum spurting out of your cock, my faceless friend ,do you want me to take it in my mouth suck the last drops letting it slide down my throat or do you want to ram it inside my body and feel it hitting the walls of my cunt as you shoot your load into me .Dream my faceless friend, for you can never have me”
“Where are you, why aren’t you in your window watching from behind your curtains? I am looking for you, don’t you know I need my fun as well, where are you?
A hand clamps over my mouth as I am pulled back from the window, as I am pushed to the floor I see the mask covering your face, see the lust in your eyes and suddenly I know where you are tonight and as I feel the cold steel of the blade at my throat I know I am going to suffer for my games. I beg you not to hurt me but you are lost to my pleading as you begin your assault on my body, ripping my dress from me, cutting my bra off with the knife as your mouth closes over mine. I gag from the stale smell of your breath, the smell of a sweaty unwashed body grabbing my breasts roughly in your hand, pinching and pulling my nipples, sucking one in to your mouth, biting my nipple as you suck it greedily into your mouth .