Seduced by my Stalker

Great. Absolutely fantastic.

Another brilliant decision to add to my pathetic dating-archive.

It’s not you, it’s me.

God, my ex is the most cliche person I’ve ever met. Two months down the drain just to give me a generic breakup line at a dinner I paid for.

I’m just so damn tired of dating at this point.

When did the dating-world become so incredibly complicated?

I can feel it again.

That familiar prickle on the back of my neck. Like someone’s eyes are on me… and not just anyone.

I am 100% sure that my neighbour is watching me.

This has been going for at least two months now. Every time I change after a long day of working, or come home late, or head out to my car…

I see her curtains twitch. I’ve tried telling myself that I’m just being paranoid, maybe even imagining things. Especially since she seems so friendly. She’s always waving kindly when we pass each other in the parking lot, but all I really know about her is that she seems to keep to herself. She seems like the kind of neighbor everyone wishes for.

I’ve only spoken to her properly once. We were both invited to a neighborhood barbeque last month, and she officially introduced herself to me there. We crossed ways before, sure, but we never talked. After that, she just sat at the corner of the garden table and sipped her beer, her blue eyes tracking every movement like a ghost. Sometimes I felt like her eyes were mainly on me, but I brushed it off quickly.

But what if I was right about it all along?

Ugh, get a grip! She is not stalking me - why would she? She barely even knows me. I’m just projecting because I find her insanely gorgeous.

She immediately caught my eye when I moved here.

How could she not? From her messy, dirty-blonde hair falling just above her shoulders, to the age gap between us - she’s the exact definition of my type.

No wonder I’m starting to lose my mind, between this and the breakup…

I need to get out of here. Get some fresh air, before I spend the whole night spiraling in the dark about a woman who probably already forgot my name.

I love going for night walks. It helps me clear my head, and let go of all the things that are bothering me. There’s less pressure at night, less people out.

Exactly what I need right now.

Sometimes I wish that every day could be so peaceful and quiet.

If it wasn’t for the steps following me once again.

No matter how much I try telling myself I’m overreacting, I can literally feel her presence right behind me.

But I can’t see anyone around.

That’s it, I have had enough. This day has sucked enough already.

Let's see how stealthy she actually is.

The whole street is empty, the only thing moving being a figure behind the trees on the side of the road.

I have to put an end to this. It’s making me feel crazy, so I have to find out one way or another.

I round the corner into an alleyway, tucked into the shadows so I’ll be able to see her before she sees me.

Her footsteps move, she’s right behind me, and at this angle, I should be able to reach out and catch her if I…

“Ah!HA!”

“Oh my god, I knew it! I knew I wasn’t going insane!”

“Hi.”

She stands in front of me, a small smile tilting her lips as I try to calm my racing heart.

“Woah, woah, calm down.”

“You’re the one following me! HOW am I supposed to calm down?! What in the actual fuck is wrong with you?!”

“It’s a public sidewalk. People walk on it, all the time actually. You are, right now.”

I can’t believe she is pulling this number. Does she think I’m THAT stupid?

“Don’t give me that shit! Either you admit right now that you’ve been stalking me, or tell me straight into my face that I’m going insane.”

“Which one is it? Speak up!”

Her blue eyes fixate my face. It’s like they draw after every line, every detail that she can find, until she stops at my own eyes. I can see her face harden up and it sends a tingle down my spine.

“Have you been… crying?

Why?”

“Excuse me?”

“Your eyes are all red. Your mascara is all smudged. What happened? Tell me.”

“That’s- That’s none of your business! Why would I tell you who…”

“I said tell me. Who hurt you like that?”

She’s stalking me, and now she thinks I owe her an explanation?

Unbelievable.

“Forget it. Who do you-”

“Was it your date? Did she do this? I knew she wouldn’t be good for you, I should have told you after the first time I saw you two together.”

Oh my god, this woman is unbelievable.

But why is my heart racing? I can hear the beating in my ears, and all that while that familiar tingle spreads in my belly.

I shouldn’t find her attractive. She’s messed up in the head… to follow someone around, to watch every step they take. But why is she so hot then?

Am I really that desperate?

“She will not get away with this. No one is allowed to treat you like this, I can’t just watch and-”

I pull her down by her brown leather jacket and press my lips onto hers. She stumbles slightly, but catches herself quickly and wraps her arms tightly around my waist.

“Shut up. Just… Shut up, before I regret this.”

“I… I would do anything for you.”

Her words vibrate against my lips with a hunger I haven’t experienced before.

My anger hasn’t dissipated, but melted into a thick, intoxicating heat between my legs instead.

“Let’s go back to your place”

“As you wish.”

Her door is barely unlocked before I’m pressing her against it. Her hands are all over my body - from my waist, to my breasts, and then to my hips so she can grab my hoodie and pull it over my head.

She’s full of hunger for me, and I can’t deny that it makes my knees weak.

We tremble over her already mostly discarded clothes to her bedroom. I can’t wait any longer - the pooling of the wetness between my legs is getting unbearable.

I gently grab into her shoulderlong hair and pull her head back to look into her eyes.

“Wait. Look at me.”

“Don’t you have something to say?”

Softly she leans into my touch. Her lips are glistening and slightly apart.

“I’m sorry… I’m really sorry.”

“For what? What are you sorry for?

For following me, stalking me… Or for staring through my window when I change my clothes, even in the middle of the night?”

“All of it. I’m just… So obsessed with you. I can’t focus, I can’t even sleep peacefully, I just… Like to watch your silhouette…”

“Oh yeah? You scared the living hell out of me.”

“I never meant to scare you. I’m sorry… I didn’t mean anything by it, I couldn’t help myself…”

“You actually drive me insane, do you know that? I’m pretty angry with you…”

“Tell me how to fix it. Tell me what I can do.”

“Just make me feel good.”

She rolls onto her side next to me. With an almost shy grin, she nods towards my panties.

“How about you take those off then?”

“Only if you do.”

My eyes wander over her beautiful, naked body. She looks better than I could have imagined. The view, combined with the air hitting my naked skin, makes me shiver.

“You look gorgeous.”

“Don’t let me get started on you.”

“I want you to sit on my face.”

“What did you say?”

“I said, sit on my face, please.

“I’ve never done this before.”

“Then let me be your first, baby.”

I can’t help but grin at her. She is so eager and desperate for this, and it’s been so long since I tried something new.

I already feel like this night is going to be exciting for me as I crawl up her body and let my hips hover over her face.

“Like this?”

“I said…”

“...Sit.”

Her strong hands grip my hips and pull me fully onto her face. I can’t help but roll my eyes back when her tongue starts to explore my pussy.

Cunnilingus start

This is probably the best feeling I have ever felt in my whole life.

“Fuck, that feels… That feels so good…”

Her hands clasp the skin of my ass and hold me down strongly against her face. She licks eagerly, like she’s a starving woman.

From all this time just watching what she wants so badly, I would be this hungry, too.

My clit twitches as she wraps her lips around it and sucks harder.

“You like to watch me so bad… Now you finally have the front-row seat you wished for.”

“Mhm, don’t wanna stop…”

“You taste so sweet…”

“Then… Just don’t stop…”

The pleasure floating through my body is something I have never experienced before. Of course I already had sex with multiple women, but nothing ever led me to such ecstasy like she does right now.

Maybe it’s the fact that I shouldn’t want her like this. That this is absolutely taboo. I should be scared and not melt onto her face like she has all the power in the world over me.

“God, I can’t… hold back anymore…”

“Cum for me.”

My hips start moving on their own and every time I try to lift them up just slightly, she pulls them back down again. Her licking speeds up and makes my vision blur right before my eyes.

Cunnilingus slowly fading out

Cunnilingus stop

I drop down next to her on the bed. My whole body is shaking from this insane pleasure that is flooding through me in waves.

“You taste absolutely incredible.”

“Better than I could imagined.”

“The way you devoured me certainly seemed like you enjoyed it...”

“How could I not? I thought about this so, so… SO often.”

“If you wouldn’t be so hot and so skilled with that tongue of yours, I would probably be scared of how obsessed you are.”

“But… You’re just turning me on. Unbelievable, right?”

“What was I supposed to do instead? I just can’t get enough of you.”

She grabs after my wrist and flips herself onto my hips. Having her weight on top of me feels somehow grounding, yet incredibly arousing.

“What are you doing?”

“You didn’t think we were done, did you?”

I spread my legs almost automatically and she seems to get the hint. Her lips pull into a grin as she wraps her arms around my thighs.

She pulls me against her as she starts rubbing herself against me.

Scissoring start

Her wet pussy touches mine with every movement of her eager hips.

God, she’s just as drenched as me.

“Oh, fuck… I needed this so bad…”

My hands try to grab a hold of her at the overwhelming feeling. The previous orgasm already made my legs shake, and feeling her on me again after such a short time overstimulates all my senses in the best way possible.

“I… I don’t think I can… Can take this…”

“Oh my god…”

“Is this okay? Do you want me to stop?”

“Oh, no, please don’t stop.”

“I just don’t think I can…”

“Hold on for long…”

I can already feel how I’m getting closer and closer to the edge again and she barely even started moving.

“That’s okay, baby. Just try to hold on a little bit longer for me, yeah?”

“I’ve been thinking about how you would feel for so long. I want to enjoy this as long as possible”

“Of course you did, you didn’t stalk me out of…”

“Out of boredom.”

“How could I not?”

“Oh god…”

“Your pussy is soaking wet for me…”

“You just make me feel so good.”

“I… I am gonna…”

“I can’t hold back anymore.”

“ ‘Atta girl, let it all out.”

Scissoring stop

“You look so…”

I don’t let her finish as I grip her hips and press her back until she’s beneath me.

In one swift motion I flip her down from me and land on her hips. Having her splay out beneath me is something I didn’t know I needed this badly.

“You don’t think I am done with YOU, do you?”

“You cheeky little thing.”

She pulls me down by my neck and kisses me eagerly. I am just as eager to finally taste her on my tongue.

As I slip between her legs she grabs into my hair and holds it up in a messy ponytail. My hands dig into her plush thighs and lift them up against my shoulders. She looks incredible and I can’t help but grin up at her.

“Fuck, look at you…”

“So eager to please, hmm?”

“You gave me two orgasms…”

“I think you deserve one, too.”

Cunnilingus to VO2 start

Her taste clouds my head and makes me dizzy. She tastes so GOOD.

“Such a good girl…”

“Yes, right there.”

Hearing her call me a good girl does undescribable things to my body - if she keeps doing this, there won’t be an end to this night.

“You mean… There?”

“Yes, don’t stop.”

“I won’t.”

“I want you to cum on my tongue.”

The grip in my hair gets harder and her hips begin to twitch beneath my relentless attack.

“Yes, oh, fuck…”

Cunnilingus stop

“That was… Incredible.”

“I agree.”

“Can I tell you something?”

“Of course. You can tell me anything.”

“You could have just told me that you’re incredible in bed.”

“Would have saved you a lot of effort.”

“Well… I’m still sorry. I really didn’t mean anything bad with what I did…”

“I forgive you. But only if you keep making it up to me and show me that you’re serious about your apology.”

“I have plenty of time for that, darling.”