Inner Desire
Copyright© 2009 by Bonnie Ghurl
Chapter 2
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 2 - Shell is woman who realizes something is missing and goes in search of what is in her inner desire
Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/ft Consensual DomSub MaleDom Spanking Light Bond Masturbation Slow
Jon watched his neighbour close her laptop and put it away. By now he was familiar with her routine.
Shell would go use the washroom then come back and strip before getting into bed.
Jon watched as she came out of the washroom, brushing her long blond hair, even from this distance he could see it shimmer in the light of the bedside lamp.
Shell gathered her hair and tied it into a ponytail. Jon smiled as he pictured his hand wrapped in that ponytail, pulling just enough to show her who was in control while she was bent over, then entering her from behind. He could almost hear her moans now.
Jon glanced over at his cell phone, almost willing it to ring now, as his left hand reached down to adjust his hardening cock in his shorts.
His eyes quickly went back to Shell's window. She was now standing at the foot of her bed, lifting her small top up over her head. Her rounded breasts easily fell out of her shirt, and stood out while her arms were lifted. That would be a delightful position also, Jon thought.
Jon loved the look of her dark areolas, and loved even more when they dimpled and puckered up in the cool air of her room. From this distance he couldn't see them very well though.
Soon, he thought. Soon he would be able to see the effect up close as he would begin to tease her into a climax.
As shell bent over to remove her black panties, Jon watched her breasts hang low and jiggle delightfully as she moved.
He could only imagine how she would look as he took her from behind again and again in front of a mirror so he could watch them jiggle while he fucked her.
Jon had to put down the binoculars for a moment as he pulled his cock out of his shorts and began to stroke himself. His cock was fully hard now, and loving the show.
When he turned back to the window Shell stood slowly, obviously stretching and Jon's eyes travelled up her milky white skin. Her calves were a good size, obviously strong; likely from all those walks he had seen her take. Her legs were always shaved smooth.
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