He accidentally makes his neighbor orgasm

Barry scoffed as he stared down at the notepad. His girlfriend must have left this behind when she left. If only he really could just write what he wanted to happen, that would solve so many of his problems.

He sighed and looked up from the notepad. The young man stared out his bedroom window as he tried to think about what he needed to do to get out of this rut he was in. As he stared out through the glass and across the street until his gaze landed on the large window of an second story apartment directly over from his. He would do this sometimes when he needed to think, stare out at the other apartments across the way to try and get some sort of inspiration from the small glimpses he could get of the varied lives of others just going about their day.

In the apartment he now looked at, he saw a well built dark haired woman dressed in yoga shorts and a cropped sweater slowly pacing around her living room as she watched something on the smartphone held out in her hands. A small smirk twitched up Barry's face as he observed her. He did not know the woman's name, but he had seen her a few times before. For a woman whose looks could garner a lot of attention, hers was always focused down on the small black rectangle that seemed to be glued to her fingers.

Barry glanced down at the notepad then back up to the woman. What the hell, might as well pretend...

"I bet this could change your attention if it actually worked." Barry chuckled as he picked up the notepad and a nearby pen.

Make the woman I'm looking at orgasm immediately. He quickly scratched out onto the paper.

Still chuckling to himself, he tossed the notepad aside and looked back up to the apartment across the street. Through the window, the dark haired woman once more came into view. When she did, her slow pacing suddenly jerked to a shuttering stop.

"Wait, what..." Barry suddenly sat up straight in interest.

The phone slipped out of the woman's trembling hands as she bent forwards with what appeared to be a gasping moan.

"No fucking way." Barry was standing now as he continued to stare.

The woman pressed her hands down to her crotch and arched her back with what had to be a cry of ecstasy.

"That's...that's not possible..." Barry muttered in awe.

Barry continued to stare transfixed at the sight, and the woman's orgasm seemed to miraculously continue. She stumbled over to the wall directly across from the window and clutched it for dear life. She stuck her shapely ass out towards Barry and seemed to be begging as her fingers scratched and gripped at the wall. His eyes stared transfixed between her legs as the woman's thighs began to tremble at the unrelenting ecstasy wracking her body.

With more effort than he would care to admit, Barry tore his eyes away from the window and looked back down at the notepad in wonder. Gingerly, he reached down and picked up, rereading what he had written.

"That's impossible..." he muttered to himself, and looked back out the window.

After a moment, his gaze fell back on the woman in the apartment across the street. She was standing next to the wall with a bewildered and frazzled look about her. As soon as Barry's eyes fell on her again, he could see her gasp loudly before spinning around to grab the wall again as another orgasm began to wrack through her.

"Ho-ly-fuck." Barry muttered.

She clawed and ground against the wall, her mind and body going feral from the unrelenting pleasure wracking through her. Just before it appeared that her legs would completely give out beneath her, Barry tore his gaze away from the window to give the poor woman a reprieve.

"This is insane!" He laughed as his eyes swept the street before him.

While trying to avert his eyes from the girl in the apartment, his gaze landed on another woman, a good looking middle-aged blonde, seated in the passenger seat of a sedan idling at the red light. As soon as she came into the focus, Barry's eyes widened as she visibly jumped against her seat belt with a gasp as her nails dug into the passenger door with a vise-like grip. The man driving the car turned to look at her strange behavior, and Barry quickly looked away before he caused more of a scene.

"Fuck!" He laughed, quickly snatching up the notepad. "I may want to make that stop if I ever want to look at a woman again." He chuckled as he picked the notepad back up.

He stared down at what he had written in ink. He could not erase it, at least not with any tools he had, and he was not sure if he could just cross it out.

"Let's see if this works..." Barry muttered as he began to scribble down some more words.

When he was finished, his entry now read, I have the ability to make the woman I'm looking at orgasm immediately on command, I can make it start or stop and I can control the intensity of the orgasm.

"Now let's see if that hopefully worked..."

Barry glanced back across the street to find the woman still thankfully in view of the apartment window. She was talking animatedly on the phone with somebody and seemed to be laughing incredulously. As he stared, Barry happily found that the woman did not immediately double over in another intense bout of sexual ecstasy. He let out a little sigh of relief. Not being able to look at women without them cumming their brains out would have been a pretty annoying problem.

He was about to look away, but he stopped. He obviously had to see if what he had written would actually work. He stared across the street at the at the woman as he tried to manifest another orgasm in her. Nothing crazy, just a pleasurable little aftershock. He felt some sort of thrill course through him, and then the woman across the street jumped slightly with a little twitch of her hips as the phone almost fell out of her hands again.

"Ha!" Barry laughed, spinning around and scooping up the pen and notepad in unbridled excitement.

He was about to get into a whole lot of trouble.