December 31, 2008

• The Exhibitionists

  
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     She was a very successful executive, living in the hills of Barcelona now for the past six months.  She was living here for just one year as part of an accelerated management program the company had created to develop potential global leaders of the future.  Her spacious apartment looked out over a beautiful view toward the harbor and the main city.  It was a beautiful place, for sure, and she enjoyed the Spanish lifestyle.  But living in a foreign country could be a little hard on one’s love life and while she spoke the language fluently, she had yet to meet anyone she was serious about.

     She did have a game she played, however, with a couple of voyeurs.  When she arrived in Spain and saw this apartment, she quickly bought a telescope and a pair of binoculars to enjoy the view, of course.  After a couple of days of scanning the sky and the horizon, she found herself scanning the collection of apartment buildings below her.  She was caught by a man behind a telescope doing the spying directly at her.  At first she put the binoculars down but soon decided if he was staring she could too.  She picked up the binoculars again and focussed them on his window.  He was still staring directly at her and once he realized she had locked on him, he backed up from the telescope and bowed to her, then gave her a little wave.  She didn’t respond but at this distance she could see that he had a broad grin on his face.  He did a little dance shaking his hips and his arms opened his hands in a pleading motion.  She wasn’t sure if he was asking her to dance or if he was asking if she wanted him to dance.  She just continued to stare wondering what he would do next.

     He was a handsome dark haired man who looked to be about 30 with a well proportioned body.  As she stared, he began to dance slowly to an unheard rhythm, rotating his hips.  In fact, the dance appeared to be all exaggerated hip and arm movements.  His legs never moved which made it easy to keep the binoculars focussed.  In a very smooth motion, he slowly removed his Tshirt and continued dancing in just his tan shorts.  He was clearly putting on this show for her, and she found it more amusing than titillating, but it engaged her nonetheless.  Soon he stopped his dancing and peered through his telescope at her as though awaiting her response. 

     She wasn’t sure how comfortable she felt in giving him a show.  Perhaps it was that she thought others might see, because she did like to show off once in a while.  Perhaps it was that he knew she was in on the show.  Most of her exhibition had been done under the guise that she didn’t know the other person was looking even though she always did.  When she showed off it was always in a discreet way. 

     She was standing in front of the full length front window looking through her binoculars.  She was wearing a black blouse buttoned down the front and black slacks to match.  She grazed her free hand from her stomach up lightly across her one of her breasts.  The movement was almost unconscious and innocent enough, but he responded as though she was onstage at a strip club, giving her a rousing ovation.  She let out a laugh.  And then she decided to open the buttons of her blouse exposing her black bra against her pink skin.  She did this quickly and only let him look for a quick second before she put down the glasses and left the room. 

     When she returned she brought back her folding “Directors” chair.  This made the sitting much more comfortable while she watched him dance.  As he danced for her he got more and more into it, stripping off his shorts, stroking himself over his shorts and eventually rubbing his cock which was stretched out the top of his jockey shorts.  She sat back and enjoyed watching him.

     That was a month ago.  The next few times she did her peeking in the dark, and canvassed the whole landscape.  She found one other peeper who was off to one side and could see best into her room on the left side of her window.  She guessed that there was another women who gave them shows in her building since the two of them were often training their eyes that way.  Once she caught her dancing friend dancing and fully exposing himself for some unknown viewer.  But more interestingly he spent quite a bit of time just staring into his telescope fully nude, playing with himself.  This got her quite excited and she decided she would join the game the next time.  On progressive sessions she flirted with him.  She would touch herself and enjoyed playing with her breasts while he watched.  Taking off her clothes to expose her underwear, she would rub her white panties making sure not to move too much, so he could clearly see her with his high powered telescope.  Often she would put down her binoculars and take turns watching with him.  He would go further than her.  He usually wound up squirting his load while she had yet to remove her panties.

     Tonight she was prepared to go all the way.  In fact, she had been looking forward to another session for a few days now, thinking about it all day at work, running home and looking for him with no luck.  As the days wore on, her anticipation grew and she had created many different ways to respond to him.  But tonight he was home.  She flew through the door and ran to the window without putting the lights on and she could see his lights on.  He wasn’t at his window but she knew he would be checking, so she turned on the lights and began to settle in.

     She removed her business suit, blouse, shoes, and stockings.  She was looking out her window periodically to see if he was watching yet but he wasn’t.  She stood in front of her open window and rook off her bra slowly with no one watching and then her panties.  It could be awhile, he must be eating or have guests, she thought.  So she went to her bedroom and threw on her sleepwear which was a while Tshirt and panties to match.  She left her earrings and necklace on.  Patience she thought but she was feeling like this was going to happen sometime tonight and she was excited thinking about it.

   

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  It took about an hour before he showed up at the window.  She immediately pulled her panties down around her thighs as a signal to him and she could feel the juice between her legs.  He spotted her and made it clear he was alone and ready. 

     She turned on her CD player and began to dance to the music.  Her panties still around her thigh, she wiggled and thrust to the sound of the music.  She put the glasses down on the table.  Both of her hands ran along all sides of her Tshirt.  She cupped her breasts and the movement of the Tshirt caused it to lift a bit, exposing the bottom of her clean shaven pussy.  She shaved it fully bare just a few days ago and touched it up again in this mornings shower.  She grabbed each side of her panties and ran them down her legs and then back up and into their rightful place in her crotch.  She pulled them up higher so that the white cotton fabric pressed hard against the flesh of her pussy.  She couldn’t see him too well with her binoculars off, but she could see he was watching.  He was sitting, staring into his the lens of his telescope – she could see that.  But she wondered what he was looking at since the telescope may not allow him to look at all of her.

     She turned around and retrieved her glasses but quickly slipped her Tshirt.  Armed with her binoculars, naked except for her white cotton panties, she turned the chair around and with one kneeling knee, took a careful look at him, signaling it was his turn as well.

  
  

     He stood back from his telescope, got on his knees, and pleaded with her to continue.  He made a series of motions with his hands to indicate that he wanted to watch her continue.  He went over to the seat where he was sitting and stood next to the lamp, looked at her and pleading one more time before he turned off the light.  There was still enough light for her to see him move into his seat.

     She put the glasses back down.  And started to dance but she moved very slowly and in a small area.  She turned around and leaning on the chair, she flashed her white clad buns right in his direction.  She reached around and pulled the edges of her panties together, bunching them up in her crack.  She wiggled it around slowly, giving him ample time to adjust his viewer.  Then she stood up and turned around.  Standing for a moment she slowly moved her hands down from breasts toward her panties.  Sliding them off, she thought he would have trouble focusing on one area since her she was lifting her legs.  She immediately knew what would work best.

     She was already feeling very hot and she knew if she sat in a certain way that he could focus on her pussy while she played with it.  She sat completely naked in the chair and began to rub her pussy.  She put one leg up and opened her legs, and then spread eagled her pussy lips with the fingers of both hands so he could focus.  She fiddled a bit with her clit while continuing the spread eagle.  She felt like her juices were just going to run right out of her gaping hole.  She had done this before in front of a mirror and so she knew how to get the best effect on both her vagina and her clit.  Now that someone was watching her, she was even hotter than when she masturbated in front of the mirror.

     She knew he was looking at her pussy and she released the outer lips and ran a finger over her pussy.  As she did this, she began to look around the landscape to see if anyone else was looking.  The lights were now out in the apartment window closest to her.  It was on earlier but the shades were pulled.  The residents appeared to be a newly married couple who was very conscious about their privacy.  Her heart raced as she thought of others watching her.  He fingers worked their way inside of her.  She knew she was ready to come and she could imagine him watching her close up as though his face was right between her legs.

     Her finger moved in and out and as it came out it carried her juices.  The bottom of her finger lubricated her clit and her finger rolled along her clit and into her slippery opening, reaching in as far as one finger would go.  Deep and then out and along her clit again.  As he watched, she came lifting her hips as she did. 

   

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