City pulses outside my thin-walled apartment. Horns blare. Neon flickers. By day, I’m the sharp lawyer in heels, crushing cases. Night falls. I spot the hole. Peephole into my space. Someone watches. Fear? No. Adrenaline surges. Power ignites. This voyeur is mine now. I strip. Position perfect. Mount Fuji inverted. Pussy bare. Pubic lace on display. His breath hitches through the wall. I own him.
Days blur. Work grind. Thirty-eight hours, paid peanuts. But hole calls. Friday morning. I spread. Fingers tease lips. Slow circles. Moans escape. Tremble builds. He devours every slick fold. Saturday nothing. Tease him dry. Sunday back. Finger dives deep. Wet sounds echo. Hand delicate, nails sharp. Climax crashes. I roar inside.
The Mutation: Dropping the Mask
Monday razor time. Foam crowns my mound. Blade glides. Perfectionist strokes. Pink skin glows. Lotion soothes. Rosemary sting. Finger plunges again. Vagina grips. Bliss whimpers leak. Tuesday off. Fete day. Wednesday empty wall. But evening? Game shifts. I roll note. “Masturbate for me, please.” Watch his cock fumble. Velours pants drop. He strokes. Fails to cum. My laugh bubbles.
Thursday note two. “Want my piss? Two knocks yes.” Raps echo. I squat. Basin waits. Hips circle. Golden stream sprays. Versailles splashes. Endless flow. Drops cling lips. Drip. Drip. He thirsts. Nights stack. Complicity sparks. Giggles pierce plaster. I gift anus. Turn. Spread cheeks. Puckered rose blooms.
Saturday. Toy? No. Marc’s cock. Thick. Real. Slides in. Juicy slurps. Kisses wet. I ride reverse. Hole framed. Voyeur sidelined. Demoralized. But I thrive. Week drags. Boss piles shit. I ignore hole mostly. Then Saturday knock. My move. Door opens. Him stunned. No coffee. Words sharp: “Our wall fire thrills me. You give orgasms Marc can’t match. He’s in. Note for you.”
The Exploit: Mission of Raw Power
Unroll with kitchen knives. “Fuck me in front of hole. Marc watches from his side, aroused.”
He steps in. My lair. Dim light. City hum vibrates walls. I shove him back. Pants rip. Cock springs. Hard now. I mount. Straddle hole-view. Pussy devours him. Thrusts savage. Walls shake. Marc’s eye gleams through. Watches me conquer. Nails rake chest. Hips grind brutal. “Mine,” I growl. Sweat slicks. Breaths ragged. Climax builds. Power floods veins. I explode. Squeeze him dry. He spurts deep. Roar primal.
Marc moans other side. Cums alone. Perfect.
Dawn breaks. Suit on. Briefcase clicks. Court awaits. Colleagues drone. Clients beg. I smile serene. Secret burns inside. Wall hole queen. Stronger than steel. City bows. They clueless. I’m the heroine. Unbreakable.