Binoculars

There might be somone out behind one of the many windows, My thoughts are completely focused on Jeff, this mysterious stranger watching me with his binoculars. I imagine his eyes fixed greedily on me, watching every inch of my exposed body with desire. The heat between my thighs intensifies as I imagine him fixating on my breasts, which stand firm and erect, ready to be explored by his hands.

The intensity of his gaze penetrates my body, from head to toe. I can literally feel his lust spreading through my veins as I imagine his hands sliding over my slim waist and gripping my hips tightly. The idea that he desires me like this makes my breathing heavy and my skin tingle with anticipation.

His eyes fixate on my hard nipples as he slowly moves closer. His fingers explore my waist and slide further down to my aroused lap. The touch of his hands makes me tremble with lust and my pearl of pleasure pulsates with desire.

Thoughts of Jeff's hands gripping my hips and taking me in every position imaginable drive me wild with desire. I can feel his strong grip on my skin as he penetrates me in a frenzy of passion. The idea of him owning me completely and using my body as he pleases makes me quake with lust.

The tension between us increases with every breath. Jeff's hands continue to roam, exploring every curve of my body. He presses me against the window, the cool glass kissing my bare skin. His lips find my neck as he covers me with passionate kisses.

His fingers grip my breasts firmly, kneading them. My lust rises inexorably as he licks and gently nibbles my sensitive skin with his tongue. A moan escapes my throat as my womb continues to fill with desire.

Jeff's hand slides insistently lower, touching my wet, aroused pearl. His fingers circle skillfully around it as he sends my body into ecstasy with his kisses and touches. I am so close to orgasm that I can hardly think straight. Every nerve in my body longs for release.

He finally penetrates me with two fingers while his thumb massages my clitoris. His movements are rhythmic and powerful, driving me further and further to the edge of the abyss. My muscles tense up, my breathing quickens and my moans become louder.

I don't realize that someone has entered my apartment. The door closes quietly and a shadow moves silently towards me. I'm so caught up in my forbidden fantasies that I don't notice anything around me.