One morning in suburbia, a short story by bag2slit. Date added: 2012-07-15. Times viewed: 6116.
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Hi. My name is Patty (Patricia, but am called ..). I Moved out of my folks house when I was 20. A big step for a young lady but I needed to be on my own, do my own thing. You know. Be me. I use the term 'lady' very loosely, as, although I am female, I am no lady.
I have always been interested in sex. Mind blowing statement, I know. Are'nt we all? My interest started way too young. Found a sex mag my brother left lying around and was amazed that men had such probing parts; how women could open their legs and have men gasping and blubbering like babies. Such power between our legs.
Then I discovered that we peed unlike men. We had to sit, squat, lean to the side, etc. and get half naked, just to rid ourselves of water. This, I found out, was a turn on to some men, and women, if I amy be so bold. Of course, everything elongated found its way up my vagina , and bum, truth be told. I cannot begin to think of the number of hair brushes, toothbrushes, clothes brushes, even the odd toilet brush, has been inside me. This was the main reason why I had to move out. I also love being naked, with whatever object I happened to have inserted inside me, dangling out, my pussy muscles pulled tight, trying to hold it in.
The day in question started as usual. I got out of bed, naked. I always sleep naked. Opened my curtains, stretched, made sure he little pervert next door was watching me, and went to pee. My bathroom is directly oposite his window, so every morning he had a view of me peeing, pooping, wiping, getting ready to shower, getting dressed - the whole bang shoot.
He is unmarried, about 40, and works from home. Lucky shit. I realised he was watching me soon after I moved in, at that stage I only saw the curtain moving slightly. Being a girl who has no inhibitions, I did a jiggle. I was wearing a bra and panty at the time, and decided to let him watch me remove them. Since then, I have simply opened my curtains and let him watch. The toilet part was quite difficult for me, it is rather private for a girl, but then I thought "what the hell" and let him see all.
I know he loved watching me on the toilet, and I always made a show of wiping, sometimes lifting my bum from the seat, so he could see my pee coming out, then spreading my legs to wipe myself. I am one of those lucky women who, when they pee without opening their vulva's, pee all over my bum, legs and any other part. I also dribble before peeing, then dribble at the end. I dont mind, because I love touching myself. Sometimes I even forget the paper and just wipe my pussy, then wash my hand.
This day was no different, but I woke up feeling my pussy, and was already wet and quite horny. Pervert was going to get a little show, I decided. These days, his curtains were always a little open, obviously so that he could see me better. I half stood, wiped my dripping pussy, then stood and ran my finger up and down, over my clitoris, shuddered, and thought that I should get myself off, before showering. I hoped pervert was watching, because, for the first time ever, I was going to allow someone to watch me orgasm. The thought turned me on even more. I know I would need no lubrication.
I wondered what I should use. I had all the usuals, and since moving out, had bought an assortment of dildo's, vibrator's, clit stimulators - the usual for a horny girl like me. I also had an assortment of brushes. Then I remembered that I had been shopping, veggies and fruit abounded. I could shove banana's, carrots even a cucumber in my willing hole. I decided to clooect everything I wanted to use, then start from small to as big as possible, before rubbing my clitoris so hard that I would have trouble standing. Delishious thought!
I lay everything down on the bed, pulled some pillows over so that I could elevate my hips and lay with my backside on the pillows. My naked pussy was visible to anubody looking in my window, which, fortunately, only faced pervert's house. I started by rubbing my now drenched pussy with all her juices, spreading the juice to my bum hole. I rubbed there for a whilke, slowly letting my finger enter. Mysphincter is always tight, and I am wary of pushing there too quickly. I picked up a little hairbrush, small handled, and slid it slowly into my anus. I am not big on hurting myself for pleasure. Soon it was as dep as I could get it, and it felt fine. I knew that it would not be long before my bum ached for something bigger, but my pussy was demanding attention too.
I squished two fingers straight into her. She was wet and ready. My clitoris was already standing to attention, wanted some loving. I left it alone, because I wanted to really work pussy first. First was the clothes brush. I rubbed the soft hairs up and down my slit, the bristles rubbing over my clit making me jolt everytime the soft hairs went over it. It felt like a burst of electricity. I was hot. My nipples were sticking out like signposts, screaming "pull me, pull me". I rubbed the bristles over them. My butt cheeks clenched so tight and I almost pulled the brush up to my guts. My pussy felt like she had been jolted closed, tits and pussy connected, and as she reopened, I felt my juice run out of her.
I needed something in her fast and settled on the cucumber. I was so wet, it slid right up. I could feel the handle of the brush up my bum, rub against the cucumber. Something thicker in my bum. Now. I found a dildo, penis shaped. I pulled out the cucumber, soaked the dildo in my pussy juices, banged it up my bum hole and reinserted the cucumber. All this only took a couple of seconds, but I could feel an orgasm building and it was going to be hard. My pussy was squeezing the cucumber so hard, but it kept feeling as though it was going to slide out. The dildo in my bum was going nowhere, but the two rubbing inside me was excrutiating pleasure.
I ran the hairbrush over my nipples again. It was almost as if my body was in pain, my clitoris screaming for attention. I ran the bristles over my clitoris again and felt my body, jerk as my orgasm exploded. I thought I heard screaming from somewhere, then realised it was me. My body was jerking, I was trashing, everthing was still plugged in me. It was fantastic; mindblowing. My legs were trying to close, to keep the orgasm going for ever. The cucumber prevented them from closing completely. Every movement while trying to close my legs, brought on another wave of orgasm, as the penis in my bum and the cucumber up my pussy vied for attention. I had to shut my mouth. It was amazing but pervert might call the cops. I sounded as though I was being murdered, and I was murdering my pussy.
Wave after wave was going through me. I was bighting my lip, trying to keep quiet, although, the way I was feeling, I wanted the world to know. I was hovering between the ceiling and the bed when I saw movement. I struggled to focus and brought my eyes down to the window. There was pervert, staring at me. When I say me, his eyes were glued between my legs. This made me start all over again, He was watching me orgasm. the cucumber, big as it was, started sliding and I grabbed it and shoved it back inside me. His eyes bulged and I orgasmed again. His mouth was hanging open. I was weak and sweating, juices leaking all over, my pussy was throbbing, clenching and releasing. I wished I could see what he could.
While he gaped, I was slowly coming in to land and I pulled the cucumber out of me. Juices were sloshing all over my pillows, buright now, I could not care less. My pussy must have gaped back at him. He was swallowing like a fish. I still had the dildo up my bum, so I pulled that too. There was no way my legs were going to hold me, and no way that I could close them. There I was lying with my bum in the air, quivering like a leaf, legs wide open and shaking and I needed to pee. I tried to speak, to tell him sorry, or watch out or something, but although my brain was more or less functioning, my mouth was nor doing anything, except whimpering. All I could do was release my pee, ther was no way I was going to stop it, not in this state.
It must have dribbled, ir maybe that was just my cum running out, then I sprayed a stream of pee towards the window. "sorry, pervert" I thought, and suddenly started giggling. The more I giggled, the more my pee streamed out of me, at him. At last, it started slowing, and I squeezed the last drops out. I know he was watching as my bum pulled and the last drops fell. I managed to struggle to a sitting position and looked at him, legs still spread. He started at me, his eyes going over my body, from my face, my tits, down to my crotch, which was still dripping. My bed was soaked, my pillows were drenched, my pussy was red and swollen and my bum was sore.
He stuttered that he had heard me scream and thought I was in trouble. I just shook my head. I was still coming down. What a high. It was the best I had ever orgasmed and I wanted to keep that feeling as long as possible. I had to get up, have a shower, get dressed, go to work. Why do these shitty things come into your head when you have just experienced heaven? My legs stopped shivering and I moved to the end of the bed. Pervert was still watching. He had not moved. I could not see his pants, but I am sure that his cock was hard as a rock, either that or he had come a dozen times watching me, I managed to stand, weaving a bit and kept my legs open slightly. I picked up the cucumber and handed it to him.
"For your lunch, or whatever" I said. "Thank you for caring, but I am fine." " Please excuse me, as I have to clean up this mess and I will definitely need to shower after this. Would you like to come in, or watch from there?" without waiting for an answer, I began pulling the sheets from the bed, removing the pillow slips and pacing the pillows one side. I bent over and picked up the dildo that had been in my bum, placed it on my bedside table. The various other things I had taken out for insertion were placed on the table next to it. The whole time, I could feel my fluids running down my legs. I looked over to the window. Pervert was still there, watching me. I grabbed some tissues from my tissue box and wiped between my legs, soaking them. I handed them out the window to pervert. Then took another handfull, wiped again and repeated the proces. He ehld them like they were fragile pieces of bone china, open, just like I had given them to him. I was waiting for him to lick, or snmell, or something. He gazed at me, then said thank you. I smiled and said anytime.
I finished picking up and putting things in the machine to wash, strolling around naked. Strolling may be a strong word, staggering maybe. Pervert just stood and watched me. It was flattering and quite a turn on, but I could not start again - could I?
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