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Interesting, she thought.
He slid his tie up over his well-groomed, thick black hair and pulled off his shirt. His chest was tanned with not too much hair on it, and he was very muscular. Not overly buffed out but nicely cut.
Melissa found his unwitting striptease extremely erotic and entertaining. Am I wrong to be watching this stranger undress? As he unbuckled his belt, she knew she was doing the right thing.
His white underwear clashed with his tanned muscular legs. She was hoping he needed to change them also. He turned around and slid them down his legs, kicking them aside. The muscles of his ass flexed and rippled making Melissa salivate. Walking to his dresser, he hung out in all his glory. Melissa grasped her crotch in a reflex, seeing something so beautiful. He wasn't hung like an elephant, but he certainly had nothing to be modest about. From Melissa's point of view he filled out his boxers rather well, especially because as he put on a pair, the tip of his cock peeked out the leg of the shorts. Melissa found herself drooling as she stood motionless in the shadowed window.
He put on a pair of sweatpants and a tank top that clung to his muscular chest and walked out of the room.
DAMN! Melissa thought. I was just getting warm, well, wet from watching him and he left.
A light went on in the next room and she saw him lying on a workout bench. He started bench-pressing and she watched the strain in his muscles as they flexed. He pushed the heavy weights up, making his blood rush through his body and his groin swelled. Melissa licked her lips and her pussy grew moist as the needs of the flesh took control of her.
He suddenly got up, and walked out of sight. Melissa groaned in frustration feeling cheated. She was turning away when just as suddenly he reappeared in the room and began working out again. In the doorway a tall, slender Asian woman loosed her hair from the bun on her head. Her long, silky black hair fell along her shoulders to the middle of her back. She gazed upon the man as he pushed the weights up and down. She too admired his brute strength.
The woman unbuttoned the first few buttons on her business dress and walked over to the man. She said something to him that made him smile and laugh. Melissa was not alone in noticing the swelling in his groin. The Asian woman knelt between his legs and brushed her hand on his midsection as it flexed, and then pressed firmly on his groin.
For a brief moment time stood still. Without moving her hand, the woman closed her eyes, smiling wistfully as she felt him grow. Melissa found herself swept away also. It had been a while since she had felt the pleasures of a man.
Time began again and the woman pulled down on the sweatpants, freeing the stranger’s cock from its confinement. He tried to pull them back up, but she wouldn't let him. The woman's hair fell d
own the side of her face as she lowered her mouth towards his proud, firm shaft.
Although the woman's hair hid the sight of him being swallowed from Melissa, she still felt as if it were her that tasted this stranger. Her mouth watered and she found herself again lost in the erotic mood of the night.
The Asian woman pulled her hair aside, and Melissa stared. Transfixed, she watched the woman draw his large cock into her mouth, her cheeks puffing as it filled her. The tip of the woman's tongue peeked out and licked down the vein along the underside of his swollen hardness.
Melissa felt a twinge of frustration, but she bit her lip and squeezed her legs together. Her pussy started to ache from desire and need. As she looked out the window, she couldn't help but slip her hand into her pajamas. The darkness of the room made her invisible, but Melissa felt as if she were glowing bright red from the heat she had burning inside. She stared intently at the two strangers across the alley and imagined it was herself instead of the Asian woman enjoying this mystery man’s cock.
The Asian woman stood, letting the hardened penis pop free from her mouth and pulled her dress up over her head. A black bra and thong covered the sacred parts of her body. Her black stockings were held up by a black garter-belt. The man smiled ear to ear as the woman turned away from him and unfastened her bra. She teasingly flipped it to him and covered her small breasts, acting shy. The stranger placed the lacy, black bra over his cock and leaned back, relaxing and admiring the woman. She bent over and slowly peeled the thong from between the cheeks of her ass. The woman's hair touched the ground, as she waved between her legs at him.
Melissa whimpered at the way his cock jerked at the sight of the woman bent over in front of him. She moaned at the sight of the woman’s lovely, small breasts and their extremely tight nipples.
The woman walked to the end of the bench where his face was and straddled his head, so that her pussy was hovering over his face. The woman gently caressed between her legs, letting him see her finger disappear into her wet sex. The way she closed her eyes made it apparent she was getting extremely hot. She lowered herself and he slid his tongue into her pussy, while she continued to rub her clit. Her nipples protruded as she became more stimulated. She found his stiff cock with her other hand and she pulled at it, while he delved into her pussy with his snakelike tongue. The Asian woman's face was becoming more pale and awash in perspiration.
Melissa felt her own wetness burn for attention. The tip of her finger grazed against the tips of her nipples as they strained against the fabric. She became hot and beads of sweat accumulated between her breasts. Oblivious to her surroundings, she let her pajama bottoms fall to the floor, clasped her hand onto her labia and fondled the swollen tip of her engorged clit. Her mind wandered and she tried to imagine what the Asian woman's body felt. She watched her fall atop the stranger and ravage his cock with kisses and almost swallow the entire thick shaft. The extreme eroticism of her voyeuristic encounter made it feel less invasive because they couldn't see her and more sexual because it made her free to explore this fetish she discovered.
Melissa felt herself peaking as she gazed out the window. The Asian woman stood up and waddled down the stranger’s slick, muscular body. His body shone with the heat from their encounter. The Asian woman spread her legs wide and lowered herself onto the erect shaft that glimmered from her saliva. She jerked and strained to not scream out, as the large, thickened shaft vanished deep within her. For a moment the woman remained motionless and only panted as she sat on top of him. Then, she looked out the window into space and smiled as she wiggled. Melissa could almost see the woman's pubis constrict when she slid up and his hardness would almost slip free from her.
As she slid two fingers inside of herself and pinched her nipple under her top, Melissa felt herself getting close. She wobbled as she stood up, struggling not fall. She grasped the curtain and leaned against the wall, as she watched the couple making love. The look on the Asian woman's face made her desperate to feel what she felt. The throbbing of a man inside of her vagina and the essence of his loins spilling and spurting and filling her with warmth.
Melissa felt her juices glide down her thigh. Seeing the lovers’ intense pleasures made her close her eyes and picture herself being there, having the stranger bury his cock within her and fill the void of her needs. As her thumb pressed on her clit, she felt the rush of blood from her head and came for what seemed like forever. The burn of desire made her feel overwhelmed and naked. She collapsed to her knees and started to laugh at the trickle of juices from her pussy. She felt totally spent. Her eyes glazed over and closed from the strenuous release, then she finally relaxed and breathed slower, deeper breaths.
Her vision was blurred when she leaned down to pull up her pajamas and adjust herself. As Melissa stood up and looked out the window, she saw the weight-bench empty and the lights dimmed. Nobody was there and she found herself feeling a little uncomfortable with the effect this had on her. She felt alone now, after having shared this with the couple of strangers. It was exhilarating and yet, somewhat empty, because she couldn't feel it for real.
As she climbed into bed the inner peace and relaxation of her body made her almost drift into heaven. In her body the ache was still there. The ache for someone unknown.
* * * * *
The Traffic Ticket
Vicki was on her way home and in quite a rush. She sped through traffic paying little attention to the speed limit, let alone the stop signs. She looked into her rear view mirror and saw the flashing lights.
“SHIT!” she whispered, as she pulled the car over to the side of the slightly deserted winding road.
In the side mirror Vicki could see the officer sitting in his police car, writing something and punching information into his computer. She rustled through her purse trying to find her license and insurance card.
Tap, Tap, Tap. The policeman rapped on the car window. “Excuse me ma’am, I need to see your license, please.”
