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walking out onto the balcony to clear my head. its been a long day and i seek a diversion. looking across the courtyard i can look into a room. a young woman in wet clothes, groggily taking her pants off
 
the young woman in question

I have had much too much to drink today.

I wanted to pull a guy from work in the bar but made a fool of myself so have had to come home alone.

So drunk I forgot to close the curtains.
 
I quickly move to one side so that she can't see me looking at her.
I haven't seen her in the nighbourhood before. She must have moved in recently, I guess. She is quite tall, about 5.10, long blonde hair and a stunningly pretty face. She is wearing a white linen dress that is now plastered to her skin like a second skin. Through the dress I can see the outline of her bra and panties.
She moves to the window and slowly unbuttons her dress.:) :)
 
Note
I thought I was taking my pants off



I ran my hand through my hair and with the other scratched at my groin area - it had been itching all day long and at last I was on my own where I could relieve the itching.
 
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walking out onto the balcony to clear my head. its been a long day and i seek a diversion. looking across the courtyard i can look into a room. a young woman in wet clothes, groggily taking her pants off


It is late afternoon. The sun just going down.
After work I joined a couple of my friends from work for a couple of drinks.. One drink turned to 2 and then a third in a short period of time. The alcohol went to me head fast........
I was happy it was a warm afternnoon.. I wore my white linen dress today. The hem comming about mid thigh of my 5'4" frame....the front cut to show some of my chest but no cleavage of my 34C breasts....
Walking out of the bar....the air is warm compared to the cool air inside...The last of the sun warming my body...I let the pony tail of my waist long blonde hair out.....
Not more then a block from the bar the sky begins to darken...The rumble of thunder in the distance. I figure I have time to make it home before it rains...If not..well it is only water..
I make it another block when the first drops of rain begin to fall.... Those big fat heavy drops....the first drops on my face feel refreshing....Others are running into buildings or their cars. I just continue to walk for home.....
By the time I make it to the end of the third block, the rain has started to come down much harder....The water beginning to drip off my face....I can feel it dripping down my shoulders...My hair clinging to the side of my face.. My dress becoming wet...the coolness of the rain making my nipples hard...I can feel them pressing against the silk material of my red bra...Which is also becoming visable through the dress the wetter it becomes......
I love the feeling of being wet...I love it when my clothing becomes wet...It is a fetish of mine.....
By the time I reach the entrance to my building, the rain is just pouring down...The drops bouncing off the pavement....Puddles forming in the streets....I am the only one still outside walking.....The water dripping off the top of my head....down my blonde hair....My dress dripping wet....the water running down my thighs...My legs shine from being wet.....My dress clinging to my body....Pressed against my breasts....As I walk it clings to my small but round firm butt.....My red bra and red silk thong panties visable through the material of the dress......
I walk into the entrance of my building...Feeling refreshed from the rain...Feeling turned on by the feeling of my wet clothing.....I enter my apartment....Turning on a light....Walking to the window I open the curtains....Loking out at the rain......Running my hands across my shoulders....Down my arms.....Squeezing my upper arms so they press my breasts together....The water from my dress dripping down into my cleavage......Between being soaking wet and the drinks still making me a little tippsy....I continue to rub myself....Enjoying the sensation.
Looking at the building across from me .....I notice some one standing at their window......I guy.....A rather good looking guy.....Looking right at me.....Ours eyes meet for a split second....He then moves quickly away from the front of the window.....Not away....just to the side....I can still see he is peeking my way.....
It must be the alcohol....My hands move from rubbing my arms to slowly running over the front of my dress.....Over the curves of my breasts....Cupping them in my hands.......Letting my hands drift down.....Across my stomach.....below my waist....I can feel the waist band of my panties through my dress....letting my hands press between my thighs....pushing my dress so it rubs with my hand move ments....
I see you still peeking....still standing to the side of your window......


Any Good?????
Debbie
 
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Don/Deb said:


.......Letting my hands drift down.....Across my stomach.....below my waist....I can feel the waist band of my panties through my dress....letting my hands press between my thighs....pushing my dress so it rubs with my hand move ments....
I see you still peeking....still standing to the side of your window......

Debbie

My dress, clinging tightly to my body, my nipples hard and pressing against the fabric. I know you are watching and slowly, ever so slowly, I start peeling the fabric from my wet skin. I slide my dress down over my breasts, cupping them in my hands, squeezing them gently. I am now standing with my dress in a puddle at my feet...wearing the red bra and panties. I continue my slow strip tease, sliding the straps of my bra down off my shoulders, dropping my breasts out of the cups. I drop the bra to the floor along with my dress. I stand there in front of the window wearing nothing but my red thong and high heeled shoes. I shiver and rub my hands over my body. I hook my fingers in the waistband of my panties and shimmy out of them. I go and pick up a towel and come back to the window...gently rubbing the towel across my breasts, my nipples tingling and becoming erect from the sensation. YOu have stepped out from behind the curtain...I watch as you undo your pants and grasp your hard cock.

I want you to watch me. I walk over to the refrigerator and get a handful of ice. I then walk over to the bed and kneel down facing the window sitting on my knees with my knees spread slightly apart. I pick up a piece of ice and suck on it. I trace the ice along my neck and slide it down to my breasts. I circle my nipple with it, the sensation exquisite. My nipples harden and I slide the ice between my breasts. I moan softly as I slide the ice down my stomach.The coldness is stimulating and in contrast to the feel of the heat of my fingers. The ice melts quickly leaving trails of water across my breasts, down my stomach....

I pick up a new piece of ice. I lick the ice and lean back placing the ice between my breasts and letting it go. It slides down my stomach and slowly...the ice stops right above my clit, droplets of water gliding down the valleys on either side.

I look over to you. Your hand is slowly stroking your cock. I can imagine the glisten of pre-cum on the tip. I imagine leaning forward and running my tongue across the tip of your cock. Can you imagine me slipping another piece of ice in my mouth and sliding my mouth over your cock, taking you deep into my mouth? You can feel the ice along your cock, in contrast to the heat of my mouth wrapped around you. I imagine my mouth sliding up and down the length of you, sucking gently on you, then taking you deep into my mouth and slowly, sliding back up the length of your cock, running my tongue around the head of it. I slowly slide back taking my mouth off of you.

Imagining sucking on you makes me hotter. I pick up another piece of ice and slowly run it down my body, running it down between my legs, teasing the lips of my pussy with it. Running it across my clit, sliding it down and back up, circling my clit. The coldness and the pressure are exquisitely erotic and I feel myself becoming wet with the sensation. I close my eyes and lean back on my left hand. My hips start to thrust as I rub my fingers against my clit. The piece of ice melted quickly. I lie back, spreading my legs so that you can watch my fingers sliding over myself, slipping a finger between the lips of my pussy and sliding it into myself.

You move so that you are in my full view now. I love watching you watching me. Your hard cock slipping between your fingers, the head of it slick and wet.

My left hand rests right above my clit and I place my right hand on top of my left one. I begin to rub with my left hand and add pressure with the right. My leg muscles tense up as I continue rubbing. My breathing increases and then I look across at you. You are watching me intently...My pace becomes faster. My muscles tense up and my back arches. Before I come, I look at you again. Then I push my head back into the pillow, close my eyes and gasp. My climax was wonderful and my body quivers after it. I rub my clit softly to produce after shocks.

Next....
:)
 
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