Eros 369: The Window
The Window
SweetPea
What a beautiful fall day. I decide to take a stroll. Leaves are changing a crisp breeze in the air. My nipples are hard and standing erect. I reach under my shirt and gently twist them. I feel myself getting wet, excited, wanting nothing more than to feel the warmth of another body next to mine. It has been so long as I fantasize wanting nothing more than to feel your hard shaft enter me one more time.
It is starting to get dark. I am new to the area and not familiar with my surroundings. Daydreaming, I find myself staring into a window. Dear God, what a sight; such beauty as I watch as he gently caresses her beautiful body. I start to touch myself, oh my.
What am I doing? Have I gone completely mad? I can’t stop. I move close to the window, the flame from the candle flickers. I hear you moan as his tongue moves in and out of your pot. I lick my lips and can almost taste you. His manhood is so hard. I want to ride him and never let go. I feel faint, my knees are weak. I moan as you are about to reach your peak. Beads of perspiration are forming under my swollen breasts. I open my eyes to see you look into mine .He turns his head, smiles at me, as he enters you. His body so hard and firm; I could smell the sweetness of raw lovemaking.
I wanted nothing more than to crawl through the window and taste your flower… to suck on his crown so swollen and hard. To have him suck me, love me, and make me scream. Let me ride till I can no longer hold on…
I watch as you release all of your manhood into her cavern of love. Her body is moving and thrusting in such a way that I can no longer stand to be just an onlooker. I crawl into the window and grab your ass as you plunge into her garden of sweet divine love. You reach behind and place your long stiff fingers into my sweet wetness of joy.
In and out. Harder and faster… Is this a dream? If it is, please do not wake me. I look at you and you gently pull yourself out. You reach into the third drawer of your dresser and pull out a big black vibrator. You say, “Baby, we have been waiting for you.”
You, my sweet goddess, smile at me and say, “I have seen you… fantasized about you… and tonight you will make my fantasy become reality.”
I lean ever so slowly to you and you grab my hand, pulling me closer to you. Your sweet scent is that of a Hibiscus in full bloom….
Read more in
EROS369: An Anthology for Adults. Available $10 plus s&h
Share this:
Like this:
This entry was posted on February 21, 2009 at 1:35 AM and is filed under Short Stories with tags A Sacred Female, anthologies, author, Delicious Johnson, Eros369, Erotica Unveiled, jamie laverick, Short Stories, Stacey L. Moor, SweetPea, the window, What's Past is Not Forgotten, writing. You can follow any responses to this entry through the RSS 2.0 feed Both comments and pings are currently closed.
One Response to “Eros 369: The Window”
Comments are closed.

February 21, 2009 at 6:36 AM
ummm, is all i can say about the window. Well, i’ll add that windows can be a fun tool. lol