Bi-Sexual Female / 28
Lilly Gave Me 'the Taste Of Europe'
I accepted a posting to Amsterdam for a year, and took a unit in a high rise close to my office. I wake early, showered and dressed. Not used to living in such tight quarters I kept my blinds up and window open for ventilation.
One day when I got home there was an envelope under my door. Three pictures, one of me masturbating on my bed, and two of me nude dressing in the morning. Somebody was watching me.
It was when I wanted to masturbate that I turned the light in the closet on to illuminate me better, and took my time with a vibrator and a dildo. I had my most intense orgasm, not knowing whether my watcher was there. For weeks I took my time getting dressed, did my morning exercises and enjoyed the thought of a man watching me.
After a while the thrill went away and life returned to normal. I got my second envelope, me masturbating, and a closeup of another woman's pussy with an identical dildo in her. It scared me and turned me on. Was a girl watching me?
Over the next month I got pictures of a breast with a nipple ring, a silhouette of a girl's ass, a crotch shot. On that picture, written in a girl's hand with lip stick "EAT ME".
I started watching while I came and left, eating out, buying groceries. Did I see the same girl. I got a picture, the first one in nude, the second of me in the street. With a note to be at the bar on the corner at nine that night.
When my assignment was up, it was hard to say goodbye. But I knew it was always a girl at play, and I had accepted that one day I'd be leaving. Lilly opened my horizons and taught me how to play, and that's what I remember. And that's OK.
I really didn't weigh the issue, I dressed up for the bar. She came up and addressed me by my apartment number and asked me to dance. We danced a little, she told me her name was Lilly, and I told her my name. She laughed at seeing me in the window, but the more she watched the more she wanted to meet me.
We maybe shouldn't have become lovers, but we did. She is much more open and I am more reserved. In the weeks that followed we found our ground and I decided to surrender, let it go where it goes, I was on for the ride.
One day when I got home there was an envelope under my door. Three pictures, one of me masturbating on my bed, and two of me nude dressing in the morning. Somebody was watching me.
It was when I wanted to masturbate that I turned the light in the closet on to illuminate me better, and took my time with a vibrator and a dildo. I had my most intense orgasm, not knowing whether my watcher was there. For weeks I took my time getting dressed, did my morning exercises and enjoyed the thought of a man watching me.
After a while the thrill went away and life returned to normal. I got my second envelope, me masturbating, and a closeup of another woman's pussy with an identical dildo in her. It scared me and turned me on. Was a girl watching me?
Over the next month I got pictures of a breast with a nipple ring, a silhouette of a girl's ass, a crotch shot. On that picture, written in a girl's hand with lip stick "EAT ME".
I started watching while I came and left, eating out, buying groceries. Did I see the same girl. I got a picture, the first one in nude, the second of me in the street. With a note to be at the bar on the corner at nine that night.
When my assignment was up, it was hard to say goodbye. But I knew it was always a girl at play, and I had accepted that one day I'd be leaving. Lilly opened my horizons and taught me how to play, and that's what I remember. And that's OK.
I really didn't weigh the issue, I dressed up for the bar. She came up and addressed me by my apartment number and asked me to dance. We danced a little, she told me her name was Lilly, and I told her my name. She laughed at seeing me in the window, but the more she watched the more she wanted to meet me.
We maybe shouldn't have become lovers, but we did. She is much more open and I am more reserved. In the weeks that followed we found our ground and I decided to surrender, let it go where it goes, I was on for the ride.
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