WildfIower
Boo I'm a ghost
- Joined
- Nov 3, 2019
Fall had come, the air was crisp and cold, the street became emptier and the days were getting shorter, but none of that would stop Ava from sitting in her window nook, fully exposed in the broad daylight. She sat up against the wall, her back arched with a throw pillow behind her, tan skin soft and smooth. Her profile faced the tightly packed street, sprawled out with legs forward and her phone resting atop her naked thighs. Curve charmed every inch of her petite figure, with full, round, heavy breasts, pink, sensitive and hard nipples, a little stomach, hips that swayed and a butt that jiggled with every single step. The only thing not currently on display was the toy between her legs, and long, wavy, dark brunette locks, though not for lack of trying. This position was something tamer, a tool to seek the attention of her desperately sexy new neighbor. Ava had been after him from the day he moved in, and she would stop at nothing to make him notice her.
The phone in her lap vibrated, causing her to squirm and smile, before reaching down for it. She opened the device and read the provocative message he sent her, before giggling and beginning to type out her answer. "You should look out your front window." She giggled again, peaking across the street to see if he would, to see her sitting there in the nook. They had been playing these games for weeks, and she couldn't get enough. Her entire day at home consisted of naked lounging, showers with an open window, nude strolls in her backyard, to the car, even to the mailbox and to tend to her garden. It took some time, but eventually he answered her messages, and her exhibitionist ventures only grew riskier, influenced ever so much by his words. Ava still craved more, desperate for his body and control, the continued attention and games. She wanted him more than anything and she had no doubt in her mind that he knew it.
Moments after sending the last message, she stretched out in the nook, arms up and over her head, chest heaving a deep breath in and out. Her little toes curled and her feet pointed outward, before she relaxed her muscles again and brought up her knee closest to the window. Her fingers trailed down her tummy and into the slick warmth between her legs. She bit her lip, back arching as she teased herself. Obviously, she didn't hesitate to send a closer video of the act to him, only hoping still that he was watching her from across the way, making her own body writhe and squirm. Her toes curled and curled, body moving unintentionally, to give the street a better view of what was dripping between thighs, while she made herself moan. And still, she hoped, after days and days of putting on these shows for him, that he would finally come over, despite these days being full and full of his torturous teasing.
The phone in her lap vibrated, causing her to squirm and smile, before reaching down for it. She opened the device and read the provocative message he sent her, before giggling and beginning to type out her answer. "You should look out your front window." She giggled again, peaking across the street to see if he would, to see her sitting there in the nook. They had been playing these games for weeks, and she couldn't get enough. Her entire day at home consisted of naked lounging, showers with an open window, nude strolls in her backyard, to the car, even to the mailbox and to tend to her garden. It took some time, but eventually he answered her messages, and her exhibitionist ventures only grew riskier, influenced ever so much by his words. Ava still craved more, desperate for his body and control, the continued attention and games. She wanted him more than anything and she had no doubt in her mind that he knew it.
Moments after sending the last message, she stretched out in the nook, arms up and over her head, chest heaving a deep breath in and out. Her little toes curled and her feet pointed outward, before she relaxed her muscles again and brought up her knee closest to the window. Her fingers trailed down her tummy and into the slick warmth between her legs. She bit her lip, back arching as she teased herself. Obviously, she didn't hesitate to send a closer video of the act to him, only hoping still that he was watching her from across the way, making her own body writhe and squirm. Her toes curled and curled, body moving unintentionally, to give the street a better view of what was dripping between thighs, while she made herself moan. And still, she hoped, after days and days of putting on these shows for him, that he would finally come over, despite these days being full and full of his torturous teasing.