pajama party for one please

I live on the third floor of a posh apartment complex and I have some very nice views. From my living room I can see the local park where families often go to walk their dogs and toss around a Frisbee or baseball. From my kitchen I can see a mountain range far off in the distance as it rises into the sky. The view from my bedroom is my favorite though, mostly because it provides the most entertainment.

The view itself isn’t that interesting, given that it’s just another apartment building. It’s what goes on in the apartment building that I find most intriguing. On my third night here I had just gotten into my pajamas and turned the lights off when I saw a couple making out across the way. His hands were all over her body and it seemed as though this was going to be a lot more than just a make-out session. He removed her top, slid her pajama pants down, and in the next instant threw her on the bed and entered her from behind. Without even knowing it I had slipped a hand down my pants and begun masturbating to the sight of them having sex.

I lowered my pants as well and kept watching while I ran a finger gently over my clit. My other hand was roaming all over my body. I pinched my nipples, squeezed my tits hard, and moaned loudly as I approached orgasm. The couple across the way switched positions and she got on top of him. I could actually see his cock as it slid in and out of her pussy and at that moment my own orgasm came. As it washed over me I closed my eyes and imagined a cock deep inside my pussy.

When it was all over I felt a little embarrassed at having watched their private moments, but I consoled myself by assuming that they had left their blinds open for a reason. Why would they do such a thing if they didn’t want people to watch them fucking? Still, I resolved that I wouldn’t watch them again, an order that lasted until the next time I saw them screwing a week later. Once again I masturbated while they got off with each other.

For a year now I’ve been sitting in front of my windowsill while they have sex and playing with my pussy. At this point I just assume that they know I watch them; how could they not have seen me once after so much time? I like that we have this special relationship together even though we’ve never met in real life. It’s even more intimate because of that. Just the other day I poured myself a glass of wine, pulled a chair up to the window, and watched as they came into the bedroom at 9pm, like they do most nights, and made sweet love to each other. I took my time that night, slowly rubbing my clit and even using a dildo so I could fuck myself just like my neighbor. I hope our relationship continues for a long time to come.