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From: pdmm@interlog.com (P. D. Michael)
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Subject: A Fly On The Wall Story
A Fly On The Wall
by P. D. Michael
The first time I saw her sitting on the concrete bench in front of the
apartment I was infatuated. The sunshine shimmered off her shiny black
hair and bathed her bare arms in a golden light. Two nicely rounded peaks
pushed at the front of her blouse pulling the fabric tight enough to give
more than a hint of the nipples beneath. A short skirt struggled to reach
mid thigh on her shapely legs.
She hadnıt noticed me and I walked slowly, soaking in the sights,
hoping sheıd cross her legs and give me the wink of her panties as I
passed. The regal tilt of her head gave the impression of someone sniffing
the breeze, preoccupied and oblivious to my approach. I slowed again,
expecting her head to turn at any moment and catch me looking. Her eyes
were closed. From beside her, a long slender white rod rolled off the
bench and rattled onto the path. It came to rest only inches from her
sandalled foot. She uncrossed her lovely legs and patted the ground with
her fingertips. Her gorgeous ass slid forward on the bench and her skirt
rode all the way up. In her haste to retrieve the cane she kicked it and
it rolled a few feet away. A grimace crossed her lips and she crouched
onto her haunches, searching the ground with sweeping fingertips. She was
blind.
My offer to help startled her. She stood abruptly, tugging modestly at
her skirt, and straightening her blouse. The thin material clung to her
breasts like paint when she reached to tuck in the back. They were the
nicest tits Iıd ever seen.
She chatted nervously while I helped her gather up her things and we
walked toward the elevators like old friends. Her apartment was on the
same floor where I lived with my grandparents, and she invited me in for a
cold drink. I was in heaven. I couldnıt take my eyes off of her as she
moved around the apartment. Thanks to the air conditioner her nipples were
poking out like thimbles. It was a treat to be able to stare at them
without her knowing and being uncomfortable.
My drink finished, I thanked her politely and showed myself out. On an
impulse, I didnıt leave. Instead, I let her hear the door close then
waited in the foyer while she made her way to the bedroom. My heart was
pounding so hard, I was sure she would hear it. I held my breath and
watched her pass by naked on her way to the shower. No photograph Iıd ever
seen matched the beauty of her naked body. The moment she was out of
sight, I eased quietly out the door shaking with passion and filled with
carnal intent.
A few mornings later, I was in the hallway. Her apartment door was ajar
and Copeland was coming back from the garbage chute. She was wearing a
long terry robe and slippers and I knew sheıd soon be getting dressed.
Without much thought I stepped into her apartment and made my way to the
bedroom. It seemed like an eternity while I waited. She was cleaning up
the kitchen and puttering around while I cooled my heels in a corner of
the bedroom where I wouldnıt be in the way. At last she swept into the
room. I held my breath as she hung up the robe. Her pajamas were short and
translucent. Light from the window outlined her firm body through the
cloth as my eyes followed her about the room. The shower was running in
the bathroom and I could scarcely wait until she stripped. The top came
off first and Copeland sat on the edge of the bed massaging her breasts.
Naked, they were even more beautiful than I had thought. Their fullness
exceeded what her delicate hands could contain and they spilled out of her
cupped fingers like golden dough. Nipples that Iıd only seen outlined in
her shirt were nicely formed and stiffened under her touch. Sculpted by
exercise, her flat belly widened into firm, shapely hips.
My cock, already straining at my jeans, jerked noticeably when she
reached inside her pajama bottoms. She leaned back on the bed, propped on
one elbow while her hand explored the place I yearned to be. The pants
were in the way and she pulled them off. Lying back against the pillows
she spread her legs and stretched like a pampered cat. Between her parted
thighs, her graceful fingers combed lovingly through the wedge of ebony
hair. Hips rising and falling in cadence with her pleasuring touch, she
luxuriated in waves of compelling sensation. Each caress deepened the grip
of her lust and weakened her self control. Little sounds of longing
escaped her throat and an urgency overtook the movements of her belly. I
had to release my cock when she moaned to an unseen lover urging him to
kiss between her legs. Fingers glazed with her own liquid, she begged him
for his tongue. Suck my cunt,ı she pleaded. Lick my clit and let me
come.ı Her hips arched up off the bed against a face that wasnıt there,
and shuddered through an anguished climax.
After, she fell back wasted on the bed. Silent tears trickled from her
sightless eyes. Tortured sighs heaved from her naked chest. For the
longest time she lay thinking while I stood bingeing on the splendor of
her nakedness. Thighs strewn wide, the vista of her cunt held me
mesmerized. I could think of it in no other terms with her own words
still so fresh in my thoughts. It held me there long past when good sense
would have had me make my retreat. At last, when she seemed to sleep, I
edged silently toward the door.
Dismay gripped my gut and stopped me cold when she spoke.
Are you leaving now?ı she asked with a calm disappointment.
No words came from my fear constricted chest. The impulse to bolt,
escape while I still could, blared in my thoughts. It was already too
late. The sense that she already knew who I was made running away futile.
I could only wait for what was next.
Are you naked?ı she asked matter-of-factly.
No,ı I croaked, cursing myself in case she recognized my voice.
She giggled at my quavering reply. Then take your clothes off and come
over here. I wonıt look. I promise.ı
Tentatively, I sat next to her on the bed and she unbuttoned my shirt.
The buckle on my jeans posed some problems for her but she managed to get
it undone. Her fingers grazed my rock-hard bulge and she patted it with
approval. Naughty! Naughty!ı she chortled, reaching into my shorts to
draw it out through the opening. Her fingers felt cool and delicate as
they explored along its length. In no time my prick was straining at full
distention, eager for more than just a feel.
Copeland was anxious to get my underwear off and she tugged at the
waistband. I pushed them down myself and her hands went immediately to my
balls. She handled them like fragile eggs, weighing them gently and
measuring each one between her finger and thumb. When her hand finally
circled my impatient cock it was all I could do to keep from coming on her
fist. A few strokes up and down and I had to take her hand away and put my
mouth on hers. It was already open before our lips touched and her tongue
sprang into my mouth like a striking cobra. Her thigh slid up between my
legs until my nuts rested on her well turned flesh. I want your cock,ı
she moaned. I want your cock inside of me.ı She was rubbing herself
against my leg and whimpering with an uncontrollable compulsion. My leg
felt wet from her humping. In my wildest dreams Iıd never imagined a woman
so horny. I knew the second I was inside her I would ejaculate. But
Copeland was even quicker. Her pussy jammed against my leg and her mouth
opened with a shuddering gasp. Oh fuck. Ohh fuck! Iım coming!ı she
wailed, her mound pounding against my leg and her fingers digging into my
flesh. For several seconds she thrashed in the throes of her orgasm before
dropping back limp and depleted on the bed. Iım sorry, Iım sorry,ı she
muttered over and over as she panted for breath. I wanted you to come. I
wanted you to so badly.ı
A few minutes rest was all she needed. When I slipped my penis into her
she sighed with a contented smile. Her belly moved against mine in a slow
sensuous dance that dragged her soft, wet tunnel up and down my cock. She
loved to fuck and it showed in every joyous expression, every encouraging
word, and every move of her talented ass.
³Donıt come in me,ı she begged, and I thought she was afraid of getting
pregnant. Then, I want to taste your come. I want to feel it shoot from
your prick into my mouth.ı
Her beautiful lips closed around my glistening cock and triggered the time
bomb in my balls. My hands coddled the back of her head while I filled her
mouth with come. She groaned as if in ecstasy and made wet, sucking
noises as she milked me dry.
After, we laid in each othersı arms. She told me she had been engaged
for eighteen months and her lover broke it off. She still wasnıt over him
and hadnıt had sex since he left her.
When I began to tell her about myself she was stunned to find that I
was only seventeen. She asked me if she was my first fuck and seemed
disappointed when I said that she wasnıt. Her hands never stopped moving
on my prick as she asked me if Iıd ever gone down on any of my
girlfriends. Before I knew it, I was getting a lesson in tongue. She
taught me how to lick the way a woman likes. I knew I was doing it right
because her ass couldnıt stay still and she came easily and often.
Throughout the summer I saw her almost every day and I stayed over with
her many nights. She has a boyfriend now so I donıt get to fuck her as
much. I wish I could be a fly on the all again and watch him give it to
her. But this guy has two good eyes and a mean disposition.
-30-
Comments are most welcome. If you have any of your own work that youıd
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