Im 19 and still live with my parents in this boring ass suburb in ohio, going to community college part time for nursing and working at starbucks like 4 shifts a week. our houses are super close, like the windows in my bedroom basically look right into the house next door. the guy who lives there is 21, just graduated college or something, home for the summer i guess. hes kinda tall, always wearing those gym shorts and no shirt when he mows the lawn, got that v line thing going on that makes my brain short circuit.
it started like a month ago. i had just got off a closing shift, it was hot as balls even at night, like 85 degrees and humid. i was sweaty, my black polo sticking to my tits, apron still tied around my waist. i kicked the door shut behind me, peeled everything off without even thinking. stood there in my room in just my pink thong, hair in a messy bun, trying to cool off. my fan was blowing but it wasnt doing shit. i grabbed my phone to put on some music and thats when i saw movement out the window.
he was in his room, lights on, sitting on his bed scrolling on his laptop. but then he looked up. straight at me. our eyes locked and i froze like a deer. my heart was pounding so hard i thought it was gonna bust out my chest. instead of ducking or closing the curtains like a normal person, i just... stood there. he didnt look away either. he had this smirk, like he knew exactly what he was looking at. my nipples got hard instantly, not even from the air, just from him staring at my bare tits.
i shouldve been embarrassed but i was so turned on. my pussy was already wet from the heat and now it was throbbing. i pretended i didnt see him and turned around slow, bending over to pick up my shorts off the floor, giving him a full view of my ass in that tiny thong. when i stood back up i peeked over my shoulder and he was still watching, hand down his shorts now, moving slow. holy fuck.
that night i couldnt sleep. kept thinking about his hand on his dick while looking at me. next day i wore the shortest shorts i own to "study" by the window. sure enough, his light flicked on around 10pm. i had my desk lamp on, pretending to read but really just waiting. he waved. i waved back, biting my lip. then he held up a notebook. big black sharpie letters: "nice ass"
my face burned but i laughed. grabbed my own notebook. wrote "perv" and held it up. he wrote back "you bent over on purpose" and i couldnt even deny it. my pussy was soaked again just from the words. i wrote "whatre you gonna do about it" and he wrote "show me more"
i stood up, heart racing, peeled my tank top off slow. no bra underneath. my tits bounced a little when they came free, nipples hard as rocks. he wrote "fuck" and i saw him pull his dick out right there. it was thick, bigger than i expected, veiny, the head all shiny already. he started stroking slow while staring at me. i slid my shorts down, kicked them off, stood there in just my thong. the fabric was soaked through, clinging to my pussy lips.
i turned around again, bent over the desk, pulled the thong down to my knees. spread my legs a little so he could see everything. my pussy was dripping, literally, i could feel it on my thighs. i looked back and he was jerking faster now, mouth open. i wrote "cum for me" on the notebook and held it up. he nodded, eyes locked on my ass. i reached between my legs, started rubbing my clit in circles, moaning loud enough i hoped he could hear through the glass.
he came hard, ropes of cum shooting onto his stomach, splattering his abs. the sight made me lose it. i shoved two fingers in my pussy, fucked myself fast while watching him milk every drop out. my orgasm hit like a truck, legs shaking, pussy clenching around my fingers, juices running down my hand. i had to bite my arm to not scream.
after that it became a thing. every night around 10 wed text through the notebooks. hed tell me what to wear, id tell him how to stroke it. one night he wrote "open your window" and i did. the screen was still there but we could hear each other. he told me to sit on the windowsill, legs spread, finger myself while he watched. i did, pussy lips swollen and pink, clit peeking out. he stood at his window, dick in hand, telling me how tight i looked, how he wanted to bury his face in my cunt.
"spread it open baby" he said, voice all rough. i used both hands, pulled my pussy lips apart so he could see inside, my hole all pink and wet. "fuck youre gonna make me cum already" he groaned. i was dripping onto the sill, fingers slipping everywhere. "cum on my pussy" i whispered back, not even thinking. he shot his load against his window, cum sliding down the glass in thick streaks while i came again, squirting a little, making a mess.
weve been doing this for weeks now. sometimes hell write "leave your curtains open when you shower" and ill "forget" to close them. he watches me soap up my tits, finger myself under the water. i watch him jerk off in the morning light sometimes, cum dripping off his dick onto his floor. its so fucking dirty but i cant stop. my grades are slipping cause all i think about is his cock and how bad i want it inside me. community college can wait. this is way more important.
last night he wrote "tomorrow night. meet me outside. 2am." my heart stopped. weve never touched. never even spoken in person. but my pussy said yes before my brain could catch up. im writing this at 1am, shaved everything, wearing the sluttiest lingerie under my hoodie. gonna sneak out in 30 minutes. if i dont update... assume im getting railed in his backyard.