High Rise Exhibitionist

Kay's fingers slammed into her pussy over and over, as her free hand squeezed and rubbed at the swollen clit above her glistening fingers and pussy.

I began feeling that incredible burning sensation in my balls as my seed started to boil from the depths of my loins.

Kay threw her head back, and I thought I heard a faint groan from across the street as her self induced orgasm peaked. Her hips convulsed against her fingers as she rode them to the pinnacle of pleasure. Just as she appeared to regain control of her pelvic muscles my masturbation reached its ultimate goal. My climax was fast and intense cum shooting from my cock and splashing on the balcony between my feet and coating my fingers.

Kay's fingers slid from her swollen slit and she again brought her hand to her lips to lick the fluids from them.

She licked and sucked her fingers clean before smiling at me and again letting me read her lips.

"I wish this was your cock Allen." Her smile telling me that in the very near future it would be my cock she was licking.

At that very moment I wanted to pick up my phone and call her. But my poor planning had left me with a cum coated hand, and nothing to clean myself up with. I stood and quickly went inside grabbing the napkins that came with my chinese take out and cleaned my self off.

By the time I returned to the balcony Kay was gone, retreating to her apartment to I imagined clean up herself.

I picked up my cell and pressed the right combination of keys to call the last caller, but her number was blocked and I couldn't connect. I few moments later the light in her apartment switched off.

I sat for the longest time hoping she would call me or return to her balcony but minutes became hours and she never made contact.

I finally gave up, knowing that she was supposed to be at my place the next morning when I could thank her for bringing my voyeurism back to the fore-front. I fell asleep early and slept with the thought of making love on one of our balconies for the entire world to watch.

Bright and early the next morning two young studs delivered my living room suit. They were followed shortly afterward by the woman I'd dreamed of the night before, dressed in a very sexy sundress and wearing an equally sexy smile.

Kay and I christened my living room that morning, but that's a story for another time.