Julia gets an orgasm, gives a sex-show

Julia tried to ignore the fact that the window had no drapes and was overlooking the court. With a building on the other side of it. She pulled on the covers and pushed her fingers under her panties.

She closed her eyes and remembered the dream. She could still feel the feeling she got as Master Eryk licked her dirty cunt. But not because she liked it, not as a gentle fore-play.

No.

It was just to satisfy his own perverted lust, to make his dick hard which would otherwise stay limp for her - and for his wife. She continued to imagine herself, pushed against the kitchen table. Shivering at the thought that someone else will come in and find them. At best she'll be spanked by the lady - and at worst fired without references.

In reality - her fingers were dancing around her clit now, still not stimulating it directly but getting closer and closer. Julia's other hand was kneading her left breast. She loved the breast play, although many guys ignored her breasts for some unknown reason. Sure they were not milkers but she always thought that they fit her lean body perfectly, and they didn't sag! No reason to ignore them! She certainly wasn't going to!

Julia moaned and arched. Her now wet fingers taking turn penetrating her fissure, while her palm rubbed her mound. The sheet she was under fell off and that's when the door ring rang.

She opened her eyes and looked out of the window. A neighbour from across the yard was sipping slowly his morning coffee looking out of his window. He met her gaze and gave her a thumbs up - smiling. In any other set of circumstances she'd have probably stopped, but at this moment she was far to invested in that heat that was growing between her thighs.

She tried to recall a dream - that fleeting feeling she felt when Master Eryk spread her pussy-lips with two fingers and burrowed his long tongue into her inner sanctum. How he licked all the juices leaking out of her cunt.

Both of Julia's hands were now between her legs. While fingers of one were buried deep in her vagina, the fingers of the other were dancing around her clit, spreading her own juices over it and lubricating, so they slip gently and caress instead of irritating. She changed hands and got ready for the final push.

With three fingers inside her, she rubbed herself from both sides with the remaining two. Her heart starts beating like a drum, she could hear it reverb in her ears when she pushed her head deep into the pillow. Her breath became shorter, she was almost gasping for the air.

She closed her eyes again and came spilling all of her juices onto her sheets. Only after a minute of intense breaths and heartbeat she dared to move again.

Riiiiinnnnngggggg

"Motherfuckeeerrr" she screamed out loud frustrated at something disrupting her post-orgasm bliss. "Now what?"

Frustrated she jumped out of the bed, and put on her oversized t-shirt to quickly dress up and check who's at the door.

Of course she was aware that she might still be watched, and indeed - when she looked up - she saw a neighbour still admiring her from across the yard, having finished his coffee. He saluted her with the empty cup, and disappeared into his kitchen. The black cat who was sitting next to him on the windowsill has given her a stern look and followed her master inside.

He was cute. She though to herself, as she walked to the door.

This chapter was inspired by the excellent song about exhibitionism Martyna Jakubowicz - W domach z betonu. A decent translation can be found here, but I still might do my own as a bonus content :)

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