A Voyeurism Fantasy. My Fantasy became reality.
I live off-campus in an apartment complex for students at that time. One evening a few months ago I happen to walk past a ground-floor apartment and as I did I glanced in and what I saw made cold chills run all over my body.
Inside the semi-darkness, I saw a couple having sex on the living room floor. She was white and he was black. Although the light was poor I could see them plainly. He was on top of her and I could also see his dick going in and out of her. Through the closed window I could hear her moaning and begging him to fuck her harder. I don’t know if that was even possible.
I stood still and watched for several minutes with every instinct screaming at me to not look. Decency required me to avert my eyes and not be a voyeur, but I didn’t move. My feet seemed rooted to the spot. I have seen some of my friends with black guys and it has always had the feeling of ‘wrong’ in a naughty and exciting way,
I admit I had some fantasies about it and now I am seeing it in person! Watching them I felt my nipples stiffen and grow hard.
I could feel moisture forming from deep within my pussy. Then I realized that my fingers were playing with my nipple while I watched the couple inside. Suddenly I jerked my hand away, but it returned as if it had a mind of its own. I looked back inside and saw the young woman looking directly at me. I had been seen! That knowledge shocked me into action and I hurried away from the spectacle, I hurried on to my own apartment. I was shaking like a leaf from the, maybe from being caught.
It was the following weekend that I had occasion to actually meet the female half of the couple. I was in the laundry doing my weekly wash, but didn't see her come in. “Hi, did you enjoy the show?” a woman’s voice said beside me. “Pardon me,” I said looking up at her. I recognized her immediately because her lust filled face was imprinted
on my mind. “I asked if you enjoyed the show Monday night,” she said smiling at me. “You looked like you did.” I wanted to leap to my feet and rush out of the laundry room but I couldn’t make my body obey my brain’s command.
“Why didn’t you come in so you could see better?” I was aware that my mouth was moving but there was no sound from me. “Ike does love an audience,” the woman continued. I realized that she wasn’t angry at me and I started to relax a little. Not much, but some. “Why didn’t you come in so you could see better?” I was aware that my mouth was moving but there was no sound from me. “Ike does love an audience,” the woman continued. I realized that she wasn’t angry at me and I started to relax a little. Not much, but some. “Hey, don’t worry about it,” the woman said laying a hand on my arm.
“Like I said, Ike likes to be watched,” she laughed. “I suppose I do too or I would have closed the curtains. My name is Jody.” " I’m Nicole, I usually don’t peek in windows." Hey, don’t fret about it,” the woman said with a laugh. “Maybe I can watch you get it on sometime and we’ll be even.” I didn’t know if she was speaking in jest or not, but her words sent a tingle through my body. “Did you like what you saw?” I nodded quickly, my face hot from the embarrassment I felt.
My first inclination was to deny it, but that didn’t seem like the right thing to do. “Yeah, I thought you did,” Jody said laughing and giving me a friendly punch in the ribs. “You stayed for a long time, didn’t you?” Again I nodded my head. “Have you ever fucked a black man?” I shook my head quickly. She laughed at my shyness. “But you have thought about it haven’t you?” She didn’t wait on my answer.
“There’s nothing like having a hard black cock in your pussy. Ike isn’t the only black man I fuck. I’ve never met a black cock I didn’t like,” she laughed again. “Actually, I never met a cock of any color I didn’t like. However, black is my color of choice. Ike is probably my favorite. He can fuck forever.”
I knew my face was bright red. But I wanted to flee from this crude talking person. I looked around to see if there was anyone close enough to overhear Jody. Fortunately, we were the only people in the laundry room. “Why don’t you come over to my place tonight around eight o’clock and see me and Ike up close and personal? We’ll have some wine. I went and really enjoyed the show.
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