6 Sexy Three Can Play Stories Read Online Free PDF

fill yet,” Jenny informs
me in a tired groan from where she's been recovering at the end of
the bed. “A guy like you must have more than one load in there,
right?”
    I roll my eyes skyward. These girls...
Absolutely crazy.
    “I'm sure I can find some for you,” I relent
with a long sigh.
    Six times later I give them all that I had
in me. Some women in Miami are on another level.

The Filthy Window Cleaner
    (His Voyeur & Public Glory Hole
Experience)

Through the window I get a
glimpse of heaven. It's definitely not what I expected to see
hanging off the east side of the 12 th floor. And it's most
certainly not what I'm being paid to see. But, my god, even you'd
have to admit that that right there is a sight... Right here is the
best mid-work day surprise I've ever had. That's for
sure.
    My brow is covered in a light sweat
that isn't taken away one bit by the faint spring breeze that's
brushing my fringe to the left over my forehead.
    I wipe some away and wonder how could
I not sweat while admiring what is going on through the single pane
of glass – probably less than one centimeter thick – that separates
the view from me? This kind of amazing doesn't come about every
day.
    I take a second to reach down and
adjust my harness a little to the left before looking back. An ache
was growing down the center. It's due to the blood flow to my lower
regions having increased significantly – uncomfortably so actually.
I'm now full and thick and god, my, my, my, am I horny!
    The cause of all this is swaying left
to right about five feet in front of me. Honestly, could there be
anything more gorgeous than a blond, small in stature, huge in
chest, slim and toned to bikini model definition – if somewhat
lewdly dressed in nothing but black lingerie – doing a dirty little
dance like this?
    She's the most beautiful thing I've
ever seen. The woman twirls 90 degrees on long shiny black stripper
heels – inches and inches of height given to her small frame –
twists her rear out super wide with flexibility that baffles, spins
enough that the hip, golden brown, high class ass right there,
nearly touches the glass that my hands are now pressed to and comes
to a rock solid halt, her eyes locked on mine, exhilaration
apparent on her face.
    “ Whoooo, girl. You aren't
going to...?!?” I murmur, fogging the glass in front of me, as she
shifts into position.
    Bam! Pop, lock and roll. I nearly fall
the 12 floors to the wide avenue below to be rolled under on of the
cars lazily trailing along the concrete below.
    My voice is low – heated – rabid – as
I murmur to her, “I have never seen an ass like that. I swear to
that, honey.”
    My words don't reach her, but that
doesn't matter. We have got some good communication going on here
without any talk needed.
    That booty shivers with the ripples of
sweetness that are the composition of those perfectly muscled,
strongly composed, butt naked, ass cheeks.
    Again, I need to adjust the harness.
That might have just grew me an inch.
    The mystery hotty maintains her daring
pose as I stare on without any thought to safety, sanity or
appropriate behavior. She's bent over at the waist, hands on knees,
pretty much straight bent to the black flooring of what is probably
her home. I'm totally focused on her as the young woman – probably
25 at best and not much older than me for certain – shimmies back
and slaps her ass cheeks against the window.
    “ What!”
    They jiggle. A long
wobble. Seconds of waiting pass. I lick my lips. The heat of the
warm summer New York daytime hadn't touched me before, but now
everything seems too hot. I want to strip off. To throw my clothes
aside. To be naked. With her? If possible. Freedom : This girl understands
that.
    I reach out and caress the glass that
I was cleaning several minutes ago.
    She turns back and she smiles.
Something moving in the background catches my eye.
    “ Awh... shit.”
    There's a guy. He's huge. The white
titanic sinking my hopes.
    She