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o This part of my collection offers a very wide variety of stories. o
o They have been submitted by people from all over the world. Also from o
o alt.sex.stories (Newsgroups). There is no particular order to this o
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Adventures In Dishwashing (MF)
By Calloway (c) 1992
I didn't realise she knew I was watching. My kitchen window looked
directly into my neighbour's apartment, only 4 feet across the gap between
our two buildings. It was never really awkward, though we often caught
glimpses of each other across the way. Sometimes we even waved. From time
to time I'd be lucky enough to see a naked butt, freshly showered, dart
across my view on the way to her room. I found I did the dishes far more
diligently since she'd moved in
One Friday evening as I was doing just that, I caught a flash of
towel as she whisked by the window, water still dripping from her hair. I
was too late for a half decent ogle, though I imagined I'd seen a bit of
breast out of the corner of my eye. It was then that I realised if I
focused on the full length mirror on her closet door hanging slightly ajar,
I could see directly into the room into which she'd just disappeared. I
found a few more dirty dishes and rattled them around in the sink as I
peered through the window, more curious than anything else. A flash of
skin's always a welcome treat, but it's not that big of a deal.
I watched for a while but there wasn't much going on. The mirror
afforded me a fairly limited view of her room. I could see some band
posters on the wall, a dresser, and in front of that, what looked to be
quite a comfortable armchair pointing in my direction. I assumed she was
getting dressed, preparing for an evening out. She hadn't yet come into my
field of vision and I was growing tired of this game. As I was about to
find something else to do, I noticed her standing where I could see her.
She was standing completely naked directly in my line of sight. I
just stared as she stood there till I realized something was up. I watched
as she touched her own breast, trailing her finger along the nipple quite
slowly. They were small breasts, firm and creamy white, with quarter sized
areola and meaty erect nipples. She kept circling her breast with her
small hands, stopping to pinch the nipple between her thumb and forefinger.
As she squeezed them both between her hands I noticed her lips part in a
pleasurable sigh and her tongue dart out to lick the sides of her mouth.
She reached down with her face and tried to lick her own breasts, pushing
them up to meet her darting tongue. They were too small to reach but she
kept at it, twisting her tongue as if she could imagine the real thing
actually roaming the expanse of her flesh, teasing her to greater heights
of arousal.
The height of my arousal was rising at this point as well. A flash
of skin through a window is one thing, but to see this lithe young woman
completely naked and toying with herself had worked its magic on me. I
reached down to my crotch and found I had a massive hard-on straining
against my jeans. I unbuckled my belt, pulling myself out of my pants and
into my hand. I stroked my cock slowly and resumed my vigil from the
kitchen window.
I watched her hands making wider and wider circles across her
breasts, down her torso and over her belly. She was still standing and
wobbled slightly as she slid her hands up and down her thighs, her finger
darting up to where her legs met. Her eyes were closed as she backed up
and into the large armchair behind her, sinking into it comfortably and
spreading her legs across the arms.
She began a lazy action on her thighs with her right hand while the
left one continued to toy with one of her breasts. I could see her jet
black pubic hair was still wet from her shower, and as she slowly coaxed
the lips of her pussy apart, I noticed slick juices beginning to coat her
outer labia as well. It was summertime so both our windows were open, and
I could hear her moan softly as her finger made contact with her clit,
flicking it with her finger as she gently pulled her nipple with her other
hand.
I was still watching, stroking my cock a little faster now, amazed
that I was watching my neighbour bring herself off. I had to stand on my
tiptoes to prop my balls over the sink. I could feel the heat in my cock
rising as I gripped it in my hand, pulling it back and forth. A tiny drop
of pre-cum appeared on my head, and I pulled a little more out before I
brushed it onto the end of my finger and brought it to my lips to lick it
off. The hand that wasn't on my cock was busy too, squeezing my balls, and
pulling at my own nipples, but my eyes were on the hall mirror and the
scene it was reflecting.
By now she had pulled her feet up onto the chair beside her, her
ass coming up off the cushion and her legs spread wide. I could see that
the pink of her cunt had darkened to red with excitement, and her lips were
slick with juice. She had both hands on her pussy and her arms were
squeezing her breasts together. With one hand she was rapidly stroking her
clit as she threw her head back against the chair. She had one of the
fingers from her other hand darting in and out of her charged and slippery
channel. Her hips rocked with passion, and she breathed heavily with her
mouth open, her tongue wiping itself from one corner to the other. Another
finger, and yet another disappeared with the first, and I thought I might
come right there as her other hand continued its assault on her throbbing
and distended clit. She stopped what she was doing then and clambered
around awkwardly around the chair until I saw her pull out what looked to
be a very large vibrator, pink latex with veins and ridges and a
circumcised head. I heard her groan contentedly as she turned it on, and
had to stifle a giggle as the unmistakable hum made its way into my
kitchen.
She rubbed the vibrator up and down her slit, gently poking herself
and returning to her clit to let it vibrate against the humming already
inside her. A look of concentration graced her face as she started to feed
the throbbing latex up into herself. She settled back on her heels, and
with both hands started to shove the artificial penis to her depths and
back out again. Her pace increased and she started to buck on the chair,
getting closer and closer to the brink of her climax. Her breathing got
louder and her low moans became heavier and more insistent as I watched the
pink cock, all shiny with sap appear, then disappear back inside her. My
own pace was quickening as well as I stood with my pants around my ankles,
pounding my cock over the kitchen sink. There was a bottle of olive oil on
the counter, and I grabbed it and poured it over my cock and my hand making
it slippery and more comfortable to get my entire fist around. She was
rocking harder now, the vibrator a blur as she bucked and swivelled her
hips, meeting each thrust of her hands with another from her thighs. They
were coated with her juice, and little rivulets ran down the insides as she
got closer to her release, her moans getting louder, her hand dicking the
vibrator faster and further into herself. All of a sudden her body tensed
and a stifled cry broke form her lips. She shuddered once, twice, stiffened
and collapsed into the chair, the vibrator still humming inside her. I
came too, spilling my sticky wad into the sink with the coffee cups and
breakfast bowls. My knees buckled as my orgasm hit full force out of its
intense build, and I had to hold on to the counter to keep from stumbling
or knocking something over. She pulled the vibrator out, and where it had
been I could see the gaping slit, dark red and pulsing. She sat still for
awhile, perhaps unable to move and I too stayed where I was. Then she got
up and left my field of vision.
I decided to have a cigarette before I got back to refilling the
sink and finishing my dishes. I sat down at the kitchen table to do just
that when I heard a quick knock at the door as it flung open. It was my
neighbour, a hastily thrown on raincoat covering her sweating body. I
could smell her as she came around the table, dropped down to unzip the
jeans I'd replaced, and pulled out my still half-erect cock. She nimbly
licked the come off the head and put it into her mouth. "Don't you
remember your grade 10 physics class?" she asked as I just sat there
dumbfounded. "The angle of reflection is equal to the angle of refraction.
If you can see me, that means I can see you." It seems I'd been had.
"It took me ten minutes to arrange that mirror just so," she
confessed. "There's nothing I like better than to perform for an
appreciative audience. It's nice to know I have someone so close at hand
who likes to watch," she murmured as she licked up and down my stiffening
penis. She took a couple of deep strokes of my rod and released me from her
mouth. Grasping it in her hand, she whispered, "Such a nice big cock. I
wish I had time to finish what I've started, but I can't." She looked up at
me, my cock wrapped tightly in her fist, and said, "If you're around
tonight, I can arrange to have something more interesting for you to watch.
I'm going out on a date, and chances are we'll be coming back here
afterwards. You can watch that if you'd like." She hooked a finger between
her legs and scooped it through her damp and musky folds. Bringing the
finger up to her lips, she said, "It would really turn me on to know that
you're there." Standing up, she replaced the raincoat she had dropped on
my floor. "I have to go now. Be here at 11:30." She bent down to give
the head of my cock one last kiss as she promised, "I'll make it worth your
while." Then she left.
I cancelled the plans I had made for the evening and settled in for
the long wait in front of the TV.
True to her word, at twenty to twelve I noticed the lights come on
across the way. I hurriedly switched my own lights off so I could see into
her apartment. I unzipped my jeans and sat down in the bar-stool I had
placed in front of the sink and waited.
For almost twenty minutes there was nothing going on at all. From
this angle I couldn't see into the living room and I hoped I wasn't missing
all the fun. Then I saw my neighbour whisk past my window on her way to her
bedroom with a young man in tow. She had already lost the dress I saw her
leave in and was wearing only a pair of white lace panties and a bra. One
of her breasts was poking out the top of the fabric and the man was already
naked from the waist down. From the angle of his erection, I could tell
he'd been receiving some attention, and he followed eagerly as she pulled
him along.
I noticed the mirror had been shifted to afford me a view of her
four-poster bed. I had dug my binoculars out of the closet and was ready
for some pretty good close-ups of the action
She sat him down on the edge of the bed and knelt beside him I
could see her lips wrap around the crown of his cock and watched as his
eyes closed and his mouth opened with pleasure. She was kneeling so that I
could see a profile of her body, her small perky breasts still encased in
the fabric of her bra. Her long dark hair fell across his thighs but she
brushed it back so I could see her mouth working. She extended her tongue
and licked up and down his shaft. With the binoculars I focused on a
close-up of a milky drop of cum already beading on the hole of his cock,
and watched as she deftly licked it clean. I could tell that she was
controlling the action in the way she arranged their bodies so I could get
the best view. I noticed her hand reach under him to squeeze his balls as
she wrapped her mouth around his shaft and began pumping her head up and
down its length. I saw his hands roaming across her back and squeezing her
tits until he finally managed to pop the clasp on her bra and set them
free. She turned in my direction as she lifted her arms to allow the
straps to be pulled up and over her head and offered me a full frontal view
of her small but firm and pointy breasts. She stretched lazily and turned
back to the cock she was working on.
By now my own cock was rock hard and I applied a liberal coating of
the lubricant I had brought from my bedside table. I grasped it firmly in
my fist and stroked it slowly, careful not to work it too hard before the
action got hotter.
She bent back down to take his straining rod in her mouth and
busied herself with deep sucking strokes. I could tell he was close to
coming from the motions of his hips as he thrust up to meet each downward
stab of her mouth. She had her fist wrapped tightly around the base of his
cock and pumped it in rhythm with her throat lunges. She started pumping
faster, her mouth a piston on his shaft and I heard him call out as his
body shuddered. When he came she pulled her mouth away and held his dick
like a nozzle, splashing his load on her face and across her breasts. She
caught a few jets of spunk with her mouth while the rest of it smeared her
cheeks and ran down her neck. I watched each pulse arc out of the end of
his cock with the binoculars, and when I trained them back up to my
neighbour's face she was looking directly at me. I doubted she could see
me in my darkened kitchen, but she knew I was watching her. For my
benefit, she made a show of licking the traces of semen from around her
mouth as she massaged the drops that had spilt on her breasts into her
skin.
I still had my cock firmly in my hand, though I hadn't made myself
come yet. I was anxious to see what would happen next. I watched as she
pushed him down on his back with his head nearest this end of the bed.
Still kneeling beside him, she positioned her breasts above his mouth and
lowered one to his lips. I zoomed in as his tongue swirled around her
nipple and sucked it into his mouth. She pulled out and I could see a
trail of saliva stretching between them until she lowered the other breast
onto his face.
She pulled off her panties, shifted over and straddled his face,
her small tight ass pointing directly at me. She wiggled it suggestively as
she doubled over and lowered herself onto his face. I could see the folds
of her pussy spread open and zoomed in on the beads of moisture that
collected on her dark and tender flesh. She curved her spine upwards as
she rocked back and forth across the tongue that was scraping her clit and
darting up between her lips to poke at her opening.
I could hear her cries coming from the across the way, soft
delicate cries of pleasure. My cock was throbbing, demanding release, but
I kept holding off so I could come with her. I pulled it just to just
below the peak of my arousal and then slackened off with a quick squeeze
between my fingers, just below the head, to avoid ejaculation.
She spun around and knelt straight up so I could have a frontal
view of her body as he continued his tonguing. She rode his face and
arched her back while her hands roamed across her own body. She stroked
and squeezed her breasts together and ran her hands up her neck to play
with her hair . I could see his tongue drilling her hole, but when he
brought his thumb around to rub at her clit, she brushed it away and
replaced it with her own. Her whole hand vibrated on her pussy and she held
herself up with the other as she bounced on his stiffened tongue. I
watched her face, her mouth open and her eyes closed, shaking her head and
clenching her teeth as she came. She shook violently as her orgasm overtook
her, shouting out as waves of pleasure washed over her.
As she wound down, she looked directly at where I sat in my
darkened kitchen, held her hand in front of her face and waggled her index
finger in the universal signal of, "Come join us." She took the finger
into her mouth and fed it in to the knuckle. She threw her head back and
pulled it out slowly, licked delicately at the tip and signalled me again.
I threw on my jeans and a shirt, put my shoes on without socks and
hustled out my door. I walked up the stairs across the way to where her
apartment door hung slightly ajar. I went down the hall to where I thought
her bedroom must be. I entered the scene I had just witnessed, my
neighbour straddling a young man's face as he stretched out on the bed.
She looked up at me and spoke to the man beneath her, "Ted, this is
my neighbour, uh.."
"Darryl," I interjected, realizing we'd not been introduced.
"Nice to meet you," he said from his position below her. His face
was bathed in her sap from the licking he'd been giving her.
"Darryl. Nice to meet you neighbour, I'm Sherry," she said to me
then turned back to Ted, "He's the guy I was telling you about. The one
who likes to watch. So how has it been so far, has our performance turned
you on yet?," she asked.
I pointed to the bulge in my pants to confirm that it had indeed
turned me on.
"Well, I can see that it has," she said appreciatively, "You know,
I told you earlier that I love to perform for an appreciative audience. I
also love cock. I was thinking, if just one feels so good, then two must
be even better,. It seemed such a shame to leave you there in your kitchen
window when I could have you right here. I've always wanted to arrange a
Sherry sandwich. Do you think you can help me with that?
As my reply, I unbuttoned my shirt and dropped it to the floor. I
unzipped my jeans and let them fall to my ankles. I stepped out of the
legs and ran the length of my cock through my neighbours sopping trench.
The underside scraped across Ted's lips as she hovered above his head.
And so the three-way fun began.
She arranged us both on our backs pointing in opposite directions.
My hips scissored underneath Ted's and as she pushed us closer, she took a
cock in either hand and pressed them together. She stretched her mouth to
take them both in and treated us to a double-barrelled blow job. She
gripped the two of them together at the base and worked her mouth up and
down our shafts. The underside of my cock rubbed gently across Ted's as
her lips slid along the outside of my rod. Ted came first, and I could
feel the surges pulsing through his cock against mine. That sensation,
combined with my neighbour's tongue work, brought me off too, and we both
splashed the back of her throat together.
Sherry raised her face from our thighs, two loads of come smeared
across her lips. I clambered out from underneath and she lifted her hips to
straddle Ted's face again. I moved around behind her as she bent over his
body and lowered her sodden pussy onto his mouth. Ted flicked at her her
clit while I tongue-fucked her from behind. Sherry bent over to wrap her
tongue around Ted's cock, teasing it to another erection. Mine didn't need
any teasing, so I stood up and pressed the tip against her pussy and slowly
shoved in to the hilt. She moaned loudly as I fucked her, Ted's tongue
snaking across her button and up to where my cock thrust in and out of her.
She came as I fucked her from behind, slamming back against my pelvis to
bury me deeper inside. I could feel her muscles contracting around my rod
as her orgasm hit full force.
She didn't bother to wait for a breather, and spun around to
straddle Ted's hips, rubbing the head of his cock up her gaping slit.
Slowly she lowered her hips, sinking him to her depths. I knelt before her
so she could take my cock in her mouth, slick with her juices, as she rode
him. She fucked him as she sucked on my cock, her moans vibrating through
the length of my rod.
She was having trouble keeping my cock in her mouth with her
bucking. She also had something else in mind. "Put it inside me. Fuck
me.," she cried. Looking down, I could see that my usual way in was
occupied. It seems I'd have to take the road less travelled. She pulled her
feet right up on the bed, squatting over Ted's hips with her ass jutting
over the edge and I moved around to slather her tight muscle with saliva.
I stiffened my tongue and prodded at her hole "Just fuck me," she
shouted. "Please!" I stood behind her and brought my cock up against her
puckered sphincter. She cried out as I slowly pushed my way in, but soon I
was inside and stroking deliberately. I could feel my balls slapping
against Ted's as we found a rhythm to our thrusts. Sherry ground her hips
down onto Ted's cock while I thrust mine into her ass from behind. I had
my hands on her breasts and Ted's covered mine as we squeezed the nipples
and stroked the flesh. Sherry had one hand on her clit and reached between
her legs with the other to squeeze our balls together Our three voices
raised in rapture as we all came together. Sherry's erratic thrusts
pushed me out of her and I splashed my cum on her back and her ass. She
collapsed against Ted's body as he thrust his hips upwards to fill her with
another load of jism.
The three of us rested on the bed for a while before we could move
again. We weren't finished yet, however, and over the course of the night,
Ted and I filled her every orifice with our cocks, tongues and fingers,
while Sherry used her body and mouth to please us in every way she could
think of.
Since that first time when my neighbour and I discovered our shared
penchants for watching and performing, I've been invited to quite a few of
her private window displays. Sometimes she calls me over to join in the
fun, while other times I'm just a willing spectator. Either way, I can't
think of any reason why I'd ever want to move.
THE END