In front of the living room window (M/F) | 2016

It begins when she's on her hands and knees on the sofa, facing the large window in her living room. She wanted to move to the more private bedroom, afraid of the number of flats in the building opposite that look directly into her lounge, but I made her stay. The lights are on and we can mostly see our own reflections in her window, joined.

I'd been fucking her for a while as she'd pressed her body down into the sofa, trying to minimise how much of her was visible. She looked beautiful, prostate before me, face down and ass up, but eventually I got bored of that and pulled her up by the shoulders. She whimpered and bit her lip, keeping her body up for me but letting her head hang low. I leaned forward and spoke to her, telling her that I knew she liked the idea that we were being watched by a hundred anonymous eyes, even if she didnt want to admit it to herself. I could feel how wet she was, could see how her body shook each time she glanced at the window where we moved together.

I make her raise her head, and as I do I change my movements to slow, deep, forceful thrusts, and she sees herself in the reflection; sees her heavy breasts shake forward every time I fuck myself into her from behind, sees her elbows bend and biceps flex as she minutely changes her balance, sees the strands of hair caught on the sweat of her brow. She hadn't realised it was so clear what she was doing; that her body betrayed her in so many ways. She had hoped she was just a prone form, a person at rest. The realisation that she's this visible - that neighbours she smiles and says hello to each morning might even now be watching her, exposed and utterly obvious as her friend's dick fucks in and out of her finally hits home, and she comes hard through the shame. I smile in satisfaction.

There's not much left. When she's released from the orgasm I make her turn around on her hands and knees and clean her come off of me with her mouth. Whilst she does I remind her that her freshly fucked sex is now on display, like an animal, almost pressed against the glass. The humiliation of being this intimately exposed only serves to arouse her more though, and she slips two fingers between her legs as her lips slide down me. As she comes for the second time, I release myself into her mouth, over her tongue and down her throat.