Someone’s watching

A young girl gives in to her curiosity and might get more than she bargained for

I loved being naked. It was just so liberating. And I was thrilled to have more time to myself, now that the summer holiday had started. My parents would be away to work all day, and my big brother had a summer job. So he was either working too, or with friends. Anywhere else but home with his annoying twelve year old sister.
I chuckled as I heard the front door slam. The house was quiet. I have had to work hard to prove to my parents that I could stay home alone. After all, I was still young, according to them. But with the promise that I would do chores and with the neighbors on standby, they were willing to try. So here I was. I let myself slide out of bed and made my way to the shower. I quickly rinsed off, but didn’t bother to dry myself off afterwards. It was warm enough and I would dry up eventually. With an ecstatic grin, I made my way to the kitchen to get cereal for breakfast, which I consumed behind the television. Not sitting ladylike, as my mum would have wanted, but sitting cross legged. Feeling how my young, bald pussy spread open like this was just delicious. I had started to explore myself about a year back now. I stumbled upon some porn when I watched tv late at night and curious as I was, I copied the lady’s actions. Rub my little nub, until I felt tingles running down my spine. Stuck fingers in my hole and bite my lip to stay quiet. I knew I had accidentally broken my hymen when I stuck the back end of a toothbrush in there and it came back slightly bloody. It didn’t hurt, but it wasn’t until much later that I realized what I had done. Even though I loved being naked, nobody had ever seen me like this, not since I was a little girl.

I didn’t bother to close the curtains as I made my way to the kitchen to rinse out my bowl. After all, we lived on the second floor of this apartment complex. There was a chance of people seeing me, but they would have to be at the exact right spot, or maybe at the exact right height. Across from our building there was another apartment complex, which had the biggest chance of seeing me. But to be honest, there really was only one spot where someone could see me, and I never saw anyone there. And maybe I wanted to be seen. So I danced along to the music, naked, as I cleared all the leftover dishes, feeling my small, budding titties bounce and my ass shake. After I had finished that, I moved to my parent’s bedroom. Something in there had caught my attention the other day and now that I finally had the place to myself, I wanted to try it.
It still felt like I shouldn’t be here, as I tiptoed to my mum’s bedside table. Opening the drawer, I had to dig a little to find what I had seen before. It looked like something I had seen in the porn on TV. Just a different color. And size. I took the small vibrator in my hand and sneaked back to my room. No, fuck it. I took it to the living room. I felt naughty and a little nervous as I sat down on the couch. I spread my legs and placed my feet on the table. I quickly studied the little vibrator in my hand, and I found two buttons. One would turn it on and off. With the other I could adjust the strength of the vibrations. A thrill went through me as I placed the cool little machine on my clit. I pressed the on-button and immediately the little machine started buzzing. It was set in the setting my mum used, which was intense. I threw my head back and moaned deeply as it felt like hundreds of little fingers drumming on my clit. I shifted it a little until it felt absolutely perfect. My legs quickly started shaking and it only took me seconds before I cummed hard, moaning loudly. A wetness spread between my legs and soaked the couch. I quickly removed the vibrator and opened my eyes, panting loudly. Holy shit. This was even better than using my own fingers! Or even the showerhead! I needed to get my hands on one of those for myself, but I didn’t know how. My mum wouldn’t buy one for me. I didn’t want to ask my mum or my brother. And they would never sell it to me. I sighed as I got up, noticing the big stain on the couch. I quickly grabbed a rag and scrubbed the couch clean. I was glad it was made of leather, but I needed to be careful next time. I cleaned the vibrator too and placed it back where I found it.
When I came back to the living room, I noticed a movement in the building across from us. An older man, maybe in his forties, was staring out of his window, and straight at me. A flush crept up my cheeks, but I pretended not to notice him. Instead, I moved away from the living room and into the bathroom, so I could clean the toilet. When I came back, he was gone.

It was the second day of my new found freedom. I started the day with rubbing my clit, but it just didn’t feel the same as the vibrator. Yet I didn’t stop until I cummed, mewing softly in my bedroom. Not bothering to put on clothes, I grabbed breakfast and went back to the living room. I glanced out the window and it didn’t take long before I saw the older man peeking through his curtains again. Had he seen everything yesterday? My whole first encounter with the vibrator? I didn’t know why, but the thought alone made my pussy tingle. Somehow I liked the idea of someone watching me, while I pretended I didn’t know. So I sat down on the couch, just like yesterday, and slowly ate my breakfast as I watched TV. This time, I didn’t waste time on washing the dishes, but I went straight to my mum’s drawer, taking the vibrator out. I was also smart enough to get a towel. My heart was pounding even more now. I knew what to expect with this thing, but I wanted to see if I could hold out for longer.

I placed the towel on the couch and carefully sat down. I placed my feet on the table and glanced through my eye lashes. He was watching. I knew he was, cause the curtain was now open and I could see his silhouette. I opened my legs a little wider and slowly let my fingers slide down my body, until I reached my pussy. I gently stroked my pussy lips, moaning softly. He couldn’t hear me, but I didn’t care. I loved teasing myself like this, with slow, gentle touches. I then opened myself with my fingers, finding the wetness inside my folds. I found my clit and tickled it a little bit, as I let one finger slide inside my pussy. It felt so good, knowing the man was watching me play with myself. I pulled my finger from my pussy and gently licked the juices off me. I had never done that, and I didn’t know why I did it now, but I loved the taste. I widened my legs a bit further and let my body do what it wanted to do. My hips rolled and bucked against my fingers and I leaned my head back on the couch. I wanted more. I was hungry for that all consuming orgasm that I had yesterday. Without opening my eyes, I felt on the couch next to me, until I found the little vibrator. I turned it on and pressed it directly on my clit. Immediately my body reacted. My hips moved up against the machine, my breathing became hard and I moaned loudly. The peeping man was forgotten as I quickly felt the tension inside me build up, and up, and up, until it came crashing down. It almost felt like I blacked out as my whole body became rigid, and fluids coated the towel under my butt. I then pulled the vibrator away and let my body relax. Fuck, that was even better than yesterday. This time, I didn’t stand up and clear the stuff. Instead, I let my fingers explore. My clit was a little swollen and sensitive, my lips were wide open and hungry, everything was coated in this slippery fluid. I let my fingers wander, sliding slightly down. Even my little asshole was wet and I moaned softly as I rubbed over it. That felt… forbidden. Good, but forbidden. I shouldn’t. Yet I kept petting the little rosebud, as my other fingers gently rubbed my clit. My heartbeat finally slowed a little, but the tingles in my pussy weren’t gone. Could I do another one? I grabbed the vibrator again and turned it on. Without hesitation, I placed it where it belonged. Immediately my body bucked and thrashed, and I gritted my teeth. I really was super sensitive, and again, it didn’t take me long to reach that earth shattering orgasm again.

I woke up feeling super excited the following morning. Another day was waiting for me, another day where I would play with myself. It was like I had won the lottery. My brother was home for the first few hours, so I had no choice but to wait until he left. I was just wearing a thin summer dress and panties. As he hung around the house, I slowly did my chores. So far, my parents were very happy with how they found the house at the end of the day. It was clean and I often started preparing dinner. They officially allowed me to spend the rest of the summer like this.
For now, they had left me some money and a small grocery list. Whistling a popular pop song, I grabbed a bag and walked towards the supermarket. The warm sun on my skin felt nice, as well as the gentle breeze on my naked legs. For a second, I was wondering what it would feel like if I didn’t wear panties. If I could feel the breeze against my wet pussy. It was too late now. I took my time browsing through the long aisles in the supermarket. I didn’t need much, but I enjoyed it either way. Just as I was bending down to grab something from the lower shelf, I felt a hand slide over my ass. Like someone passed just a bit to close, except I did feel fingers. It was intentional. I glanced up to find a man walking away, not looking back. In the next aisle, it happened again, only this time I wasn’t bending down. Again that hand that moved over my ass and a man that walked away. I swallowed hard as I watched him move. He seemed familiar. He could be the man I had been giving a show yesterday. I found him again in the next aisle and this time, I decided to push it. We were in the back of the supermarket and it was quiet here. There was nobody but him and me. So I turned my back to him and bent down. I stayed like that as I heard him come closer, pretending to read something. I watched his shoes through my legs and just before he came close, I pulled my dress up a little, showing him my panties. This time, he didn’t touch my ass, but his hand slipped between my legs, feeling my wet pussy through the thin fabric. It was only seconds, but it felt amazing. I moaned softly and I knew he had heard me. I wanted to feel his rough fingers on my clit, and maybe even buried in my pussy. I flushed deeper and stood up, turning around quickly. Now I saw his face. He was younger than I expected, but still around my dads age. So around forty. I bit my lip and looked at him innocently. Before I could speak, he opened his mouth.
“You’re the girl that lives across from me, are you? The one who gave me a show for two days in a row?” My crimson cheeks answered for me, and I nodded.
“Will you give me a show if I pay you for it?” I blinked, still not answering. The thought intrigued me. If he was just watching, what difference would it be if it was from his home, or in the same room?
“I will pay you fifty dollars if you do what I say.” Fifty dollars! That was a lot. I nodded softly.
“What apartment number do you live in? And are you alone tomorrow?”
I cleared my throat before I finally spoke. “Yes, I am alone from 9 to 3 tomorrow. I live…” Was I really going to do this? “I live in apartment number 584.” The man nodded, turned around and walked away. What have I done?
When I came home, my brother was gone. So I did what every sane twelve year old girl would do. I walked towards the window, pulled off my dress and panties and flashed the man my naked body.

It was just a couple of minutes before nine. My mum had just left and I was counting down the minutes. I was terrified. I didn’t know what the man had in mind, I didn’t know him. And I just gave him my address, he even knew I was alone. When the knock on the door came, I took a deep breath. With shaking fingers, I opened the door to find the man standing there. He held a bag in his hand and he had a kind smile on his face.
“Hi. You look beautiful.” He complimented, as he stepped inside the house. As if he owned the place, he moved to the living room and sat on a chair across from the couch. He placed the fifty dollars on the table, showing he was serious. Now it was my turn. I slowly peeled off my dress. I wasn’t wearing panties right now so it was only seconds before I was completely naked.
“Gorgeous,” he breathed. He then grabbed something from his bag and handed it to me. It was a box, which I opened. Inside, I found a small vibrator.
“I figured you didn’t have your own and used one of your mum’s toys. This is a wand. I hope you don’t mind, but I took the liberty to charge it. It is yours now. Please.” He gestured to the couch, and I sat down on the towel. With my heart pounding hard in my chest, I turned the thing on. It buzzed softly and I quickly figured out I could change the setting with the little wheel.
“Start slow. Softly. I want to see everything.” I turned it down to a soft setting and sat down on the couch. Now that it was actually happening, I didn’t feel nervous anymore. So I leaned back on the couch and placed my legs on the couch, widening myself for him. Careful, I placed the wand on my clit. Immediately I moaned. This felt so much better than mum’s vibrator. The head was thicker and softer. But the vibrations were too soft, I wouldn’t be able to cum from this. The man had shifted closer, his eyes set on my pussy.
“Open yourself with your fingers as you play with yourself.” I did, showing him my pussy. “You can turn it up a little,” he said after a minute or two. he didn’t have to tell me twice! Immediately I changed the setting and my moaning became deeper, my hips bucking a little against the toy.
“A little up,” he whispered and I complied. I knew I couldn’t last much longer now. The tension was building and building. And just before I cummed, the toy was snatched from my fingers.
“Not yet,” the man said, as he turned the machine off. He placed it on the table in front of me. I whimpered, wanting to complain. I had been so close. So damn close. I took something else from the bag. It was a dildo. This too was vibrating, as he took the toy from the box and turned it on.
“Put it in your pussy.” I took it from him and pushed it against my opening. It was tight and it didn’t really fit. The man was now sitting on his knees in between my legs. He hadn’t touched me, but right now he placed his hand on my hand and pushed it down. I groaned deeply as the toy suddenly slid in and the vibrations filled me from the inside. The slight pain I had felt from it stretching me was quickly forgotten as he turned the vibrations harder. Now I was gone. My hand went limp, but he held a firm grip. Slowly, he started to move the dildo. In and out. Gentle at first, bit slowly he went harder. Faster. I didn’t hear anything other than the buzzing and my own deep, primal moans. Other than a toothbrush and fingers, I never had anything else inside me. Suddenly there was a second buzzing to be heard, and the wand was placed back on my clit. That was it. I screamed as I cummed hard, coating both the toys and his hands in my juices as my world turned black. He didn’t stop though. I continued his assault. Kept the toy buried inside me. In fact, he even turned up the vibrations from both the toys. I tried to stop him as it was too much, but he kept going. And going. And going, until I reached another peak. This time I fell completely silent as I held my breath, wave after wave of pleasure washed over me.

And then it was over. The toys fell silent, but I swore I could still feel my pussy vibrate. The wand was removed, but the dildo was still buried inside me. Slowly, he pulled it out of me. I could tell he was close, because I could feel his warm breath on my legs. As soon as it was out of me, I heard him gasp. My pussy felt like it was spread wide open, gaping as it tried to recover from the assault. And then I felt something else. It was warm, and slippery. Gentle even. I pried my eyes open and saw how the man had his head buried between my legs. His tongue was softly sliding over my clit and my pussy, licking me. I didn’t even have the energy to fight him. Instead, I moaned again. I was stuck in this world of bliss and orgasms. There was nothing else but the feeling in my young pussy.
Suddenly he was gone. My cunt felt cold but before I could respond, something pressed against me. His cock slid inside me without any resistance.
“What are you doing!” I tried to push him away, but he just pushed me down onto the couch. His cock was way bigger than the dildo, and way longer too.
“I paid for this,” he grunted, as he slammed into me. I winced, still trying to push him away. In a quick movement, he grabbed both my wrists and pinned them into the couch, before picking up his pace.
“You paid to watch, go away! Get out!” I never felt so helpless as he kept fucking me hard. There was nothing I could do. I was not strong enough to fight him. My body was betraying me. So overly sensitive from all the orgasms it had, it now just thought this was another one. He moaned harder and leaned down to kiss my neck. Everything just felt so perfect. So painfully perfect. I exploded again, as his cock just kept pumping in and out, claiming me fully.
“That’s a good girl. Cumming for me. I’m close, baby, get ready.”
“Don’t, I’m not on the pill. Please! Let me go!” My voice was weak and hoarse, but he cared nothing for it. In fact, it seemed to spur him on. He moved harder and faster, before he stilled. I felt his thick, warm seed flood my fertile pussy as he moaned deeply, burying his face in my neck. He let go of my hands, knowing fighting was useless now. And he was right. My eyes fluttered close as he kissed the side of my neck softly, murmuring words of endearment.

“Have you had sex before?” he asked softly, as he pushed himself up, not pulling his cock out of my pussy yet. I shook my head. It seemed to please him, as he leaned forward and kissed me softly on my lips. He then pulled out and stood up, pulling up his pants.
“The toys are yours to keep.” He placed another fifty dollars on the table. “And that is for being such a good girl for me.” I didn’t close my legs. It didn’t matter anyway. His cum slowly slid out of my wide open pussy.
“Tomorrow, same time?” Before I could respond, he walked away.

It was about five minutes later that I saw the curtain move again. I was still in the same position, trying to process all that had happened. He stood proud in front of his window, watching me.
I am a woman now. And I could do what I wanted. So I took the dildo from the table and jammed it in my pussy, setting it to high. He had not broken me. In fact. He had freed me.

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