I literally froze, my blood roaring in my ears. I must be hallucinating, or i must have gone crazy to even think i just voice out loud my secret fantasy to the hearing of everyone in the apartment.
My tiny fingers lingering on my pussy as I stopped and listened again. The moan’s I’d just heard in my fantasy had actually come from reality.
I listened hard, straining to hear it again. And then, there it was again, and I felt my pulse jump like lightening in my chest, it’s not coming from me like I had thought, it’s actually coming from–
“Oh God!”
“Yes! fuck me harder, Chase!” I heard a familiar feminine voice.
Oh my fucking God!
It was a voice coming from my stepuncle apartment, obviously, and I whirled to peer out my window. I had a view of their bedroom from the back of our house where my bedroom was. I gasped and felt my body clench up tight with excitement at what I was seeing.
Never in my wildest dream had I imagine getting to see this alone. Not when I first met my uncle and certainly not when I found out they would be staying in the other apartment adjourned to our house with their bedroom window open widely for my viewing pleasure.
My stepuncle’s body glistened under the bedroom light with the summer heat as he grunted, his ass muscles bunching and clenching as he pumped his hips rhythmically against his wife, who was bent over the makeup
table in front of him.
I gasped and brought my hand quickly to my mouth as I stared out my window. I almost couldn’t believe what I seeing few feet away from me! My stepuncle, in all his glory was fucking his wife hard from behind, right there in their bedroom with the window wide open. He’s fucking her like an animal. Hard, strong and powerful
At first, it felt like something in my heart was breaking apart; tearing inside of me as the sick feeling in my gut sank into the pit of my stomach as i watched the man of my fantasies fucking another woman with reckless passion
They didn’t notice someone else is watching their passionate moment. The bedroom window was opened for one thing, because of the summer heat, I don’t think they intentionally opened their window while having
sex
I’m not supposed to feel so jealous while watching them, he is fucking his wife, that’s what a husband is supposed to do. Hell! That’s what couples do.
It feels so wrong to get mad at seeing him fuck someone else. I shouldn’t even bother about it, but it made my skin crawl with envy as he pounded her cunt with reckless abandon.
It feels so wrong watching their private moment secretly. I gasp at the way his hand grabbed her neck, pulling her back as he pounded her pussy. I could hear their bodies slapping together as they bask in the euphoria of their vez making
But, as I watched, I realized I was becoming more and more mesmerized by the whole thing. The more I watched with wide, shocked eyes, the more I couldn’t look away.
I’d been close as I rested my back on the wall, my eyes glued to the scene in front of me. And as I masturbated right there, hiding in my bedroom and watching them making love, I could already feel myself close to coming.
I started to finger my pussy harder and harder as my uncle pace picked up as well. I could see his jaw gritting tightly and the heavy concentration in his eyes as he rocked his hips back and forth.
“Oh fuck! yes baby!” i heard her cry out. ” Come inside me! Fuck my pussy!”
Like a rocket, that did it – for both of us, apparently. I bit my hand hard as my own orgasm began to clench and ripple through me, but I forced myself to keep my eyes open and watch as my uncle’s face did the same.
He let out a heavy grunt, and with a final, powerful thrust, he slammed forward into his wife. He groaned, and I knew he was coming right along with me! My own body clenched and convulsed, my tight pussy seizing up
around my fingers as I bit my hand hard trying not to scream as I came.
As I came down. I suddenly gasped again as my stepuncle slipped wetly out of his wife, and his thick, throbbing, glistening cock bobbed into view. Still hard, long, and veiny. I could see the cum dripping down his cock. I could see the little throbbings of his magnificent cock.
Sara Lili is a daring romance writer who turns icy landscapes into scenes of fiery passion. She loves crafting hot love stories while embracing the chill of Iceland’s breathtaking cold.

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