Disclaimer: The story, the characters are purely fictional. Any resemblance to someone is co-incidence. The author at any point shows no discrimination either by race, colour, gender, identity or ideology. All fictional characters are at least 21 years of age.

Warning: Contains adult themes, sexual content. Reader’s discretion is advised.

Sean: 34 year old writer. Single and gay.

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CHAPTER 1

He loved the new apartment and the sunlight was pouring in through the eastern window. The room was spacious and the window was tall and wide. Sean placed his Mac on the coffee table. He sat down on the chair positioned towards the window and thought if he would be able to write again.

Sean has a writer’s block and he came down to sun filled Miami to see if the town can help him write. He wanted to turn an idea into a novel about urban emotions and real feelings. Unknown feelings and a great idea weren’t getting translated into lines, without expounding any meaning.

A week has passed since Sean arrived but he wasn’t been able to finish a full page. The evening was still bright and the sun didn’t go down yet. Sean came out of the shower, covered in just his towel. He came over and stood at the window to feel the warmth of the evening sun. His hairy chest was glowing in the sun and his V cut abs grew warm. He quickly realized a stranger starred at him from the apartment, just opposite the eastern window, with the street separating these two apartments. The stranger was over five foot tall with gleaming eyes. Sean waved at her and she returned a generous smile. He waved at her again and he disappeared back into his house after the woman went into her house.

CHAPTER 2

Two days later, struggling to discover better choice of words, Sean rose and walked to the eastern window. His view fell directly on the house opposite with windows, across the street. He was able to see the young woman’s windows open and she was sleeping. It appeared he could see her bedroom. She wasn’t wearing any clothes as she tossed over. Sean moved away and pulled his curtains and it obstructed that view. He immediately went back to his Mac and began researching.

The next day Sean passed by his window while having a conversation with his editor. Sean saw the house opposite and its lady occupant was resting on the bed and he immediately moved unsteadily backwards. He saw her again. It appeared that she was wearing nothing. Sean thought the hot weather made people go to bed wearing absolutely less or nothing.

Sean woke up in the middle of night to speak with his editor. After the call he began to pour himself some scotch and drifted towards the window. He stood nearly 6 foot tall and wore only his gray boxer briefs near the window. His legs were long with muscular thighs. The beard was short and his dirty blonde hair still looked groomed from the hair wax he used earlier. He looked like a sunkissed cowboy with pale blue eyes and a hairy torso that reminded he had to get it waxed. He got very close to the window and felt his moderate bulge press against the window glass pane.

Sean witnessed the view of the lady occupant in her bedroom through his window. The young woman was on the bed with another blonde. They were making love and their tits were colliding against each other. Sean flinched after few seconds but both women took notice of Sean standing at the window. Sean got a glimpse of more than what he expected to see. The familiar young woman smiled at him. A vile smile and she didn’t fringe at her neighbor’s distant presence. She pierced her eyes at him and went back to kiss her blonde partner. Sean immediately covered the window with the curtains and it blocked the lights pouring in from the street.

The next evening Sean stood at the window after concluding with his editor that he should write about a woman for his next novel. He thought how he can create a fictional character and he knew very little about women. He knew his story would have to show stronger emotions but he never had a girlfriend since school. It was in school he came out as gay. He knew he never had sex with a woman or tried to get another girlfriend after school.

Now after many years, Sean is seeing this young woman walking again to her window and waving at him with a grin on her face. Standing divided between the windows, Sean smiled and nodded once, like an acknowledgement to her grim. She turned around, dropped her pink bathrobe and climbed into the bed. Her ass was visible and then the light went out.

Sean stood there the next evening to create a deeper storyline. He loved that spot to look over the narrow street. The tall street lights were waiting to be lit. He loved the view of the street, the evening sky but it did not helped him to get better story lines. Literature ran through his head. That’s when the young woman appeared again and came by her window. She came straight out from her bath. She was wet, her black hair was dripping and she wore only her smile. She saw Sean across her window and immediately grabbed a bottle of moisturiser. She did not smile and she went out of view. Sean stood a little bewildered after seeing her curly black hair, enlarged breasts, and little bit of hers something below.

CHAPTER 3

A fortnight had passed by in Miami. Every evening, the window was Sean’s favourite corner to stand and contemplate. He refrained going out before dark. He barely knew anyone from Miami and stuck to just writing. Sitting by the window with a drink in his hand helped him type words into his new novel. By the end of the week, he now wrote nearly 70 pages but he didn’t know how to proceed further. The writer’s block seemed like a giant wall.

Suddenly, the window on the other side of the street was now open and the curtains were pushed apart. Sean saw the same young woman come to her window. She smiled at Sean and leaned against the wall. She twirled her hair and it distracted Sean. She was beautifully dressed and waved at him. Today she waved like she wanted to throw something at him. Sean saw her move away and finally exiting her apartment. He appreciated his neighbor’s gesture of grin and smile.

An hour later, Sean went to the supermarket, got some frozen pizza and beer. He came back to his apartment. He baked the pizza and dined alone. Soon after that he wanted to go to bed to rest his heavy eyes. Sean poured himself a drink and removed his clothes. It had been a warm day. He was in his black briefs, sat down to drink and he heard a loud knock. It was almost 10 in the night. Sean opened the door after trying to quickly wear his pyjamas. The young woman stood at his doorstep. The face and the height were familiar. In few seconds the face looked more good-natured. It is the same young woman with whom Sean had the liberty to smile and wave at.

The young woman said, “You know who I am. From that window over there. Right there.” She seemed confident and pointed at his big eastern window.

She said, “I’m Layla. Wont you let me in?”

Sean let her in.

“Wanna introduce yourself now? What’s your name and what do you keep doing at the big window all the time?” Layla asked.

“Can I have that drink please?” Layla noticed the bottle of scotch.

Sean introduced him and explained what brought him to Miami. He poured her a glass.

Layla said, “You write? Are you a professional writer? What do you write Sean?”

Sean answered, “Yes, I write. Nowadays I write fiction. Mostly I write romantic dramas with some suspense but also love.”

“What brings you to Miami?”

“I am putting an idea into a novel. I have a writer’s block. I needed a change of scenery and It could help me with my writing.”

She took notice of his drawl. She asked, “Did it help you? Did Miami help you?”

“Yes. It is helping. I draw ideas from people, things around me.” he answered back in his drawl.

“Inspiration from around you? Did you get any idea from me and will you write about me? You saw me so many times. I am living just across the street.” She chuckled.

“You saw me and you… you saw me naked. I know that” She chuckled and ended with a smrik. Sean adjusted his pyjamas as his underwear was slightly exposed.

He added, “Sure why not? I can write about you” He smiled like a cowboy.

She asked, “Tell me now. How can I help you?” Sean stood silent and explained that he is trying to find out what women like, dislike and what they hate. He’s currently researching.

Layla said, “I needed some company tonight. My friend she couldn’t come to my apartment tonight. I wanna hangout here. I always wanted see my apartment from here”. She ran towards the window and she opened the curtains and Sean followed her.

Sean informed, “Layla I need to get started early in the morning. I need to interview someone for my book.” Layla understood Sean was meeting some woman for his book and it is about knowing women for his novel. She kept looking at his hairy upper body in the yellow light.

Layla quickly added, “Let’s fuck and you can interview me Sean. I will tell all that you need to know.” Sean was startled when Layla sat on his bed, dropped her shoes and fell on his bed.

“Come here handsome. Grab my bag. I have a condom in my bag.”

“No. Get up. I’m gay. I’m gay.” Sean howled.

Layla woke up, “What? Why didn’t you tell me?”

Sean went on, “You are my neighbor and we just met. That wasn’t required. It wasn’t needed but Layla, you need to leave now. Please.”

Layla moved to him and said “I’m sorry. I thought you liked me from the window.” Layla grabbed her shoes and moved to the door and said, “Good night.” Then, she left.

CHAPTER 4

The very next evening, Sean was busy writing after his strenuous morning interview. He wanted to masturbate but he went back to writing thinking he would jerk off to his favourite porn later in the night. Layla came back and knocked. He again let her in with some reluctance. Layla came in and asked about what he was scribbling and he said, “It is a story of this woman who works for this company. The story is set in Miami. I can’t tell you much now.”

Layla said, “Whatever, you need to make her character very hot. There has to be emotion, love, sex, hate, success. You cannot make her some damsel in need of a dude.”

Sean swallowed and said, “What should I write? Maybe you can tell. Layla, are you gonna tell me something about yourself and I can transfer some into my novel? I need different ideas.”

“I can’t tell it out like a book. You need to see and experience.”

“See? What? I wanna hear your views.”

Layla starred at him and said, “Sean… see me. You need not fuck me but can watch me. I wanna get on your bed and you can watch me. You feel these 24 year olds burning desires. I wanna express everything on your bed. Don’t say no to what I want to do now.”

Sean said, “Layla, are you gonna sleep on my bed or what’s on your mind? I’m gay and what can I possibly understand from you when you hop on my bed?”

Layla said, “You are a human and try to connect with my desire. Your desire to know and my desire to show. I wanna to put on a good show.”

Sean said, “Well, if you insist. It can be my research.”

“I bet.”

Layla slowly pulled out her top and her all of her clothes.

“Why do you have to get off your clothes? Keep them on.”

“Feel it as you see, Sean. Don’t you expect your readers to understand the full depth of each line you want to write? The full depth. Feel it naked and my clothes should not hide it.”

Layla called Sean to come and watch her closer. Sean came closer and watched her. He read her like a good actress with deep desires. She showed her big breasts and her arms open wide. She opened her legs. He saw her pussy. It wasn’t the first time, given that he saw her pussy once she came out of her shower when she appeared in front of her window. Now it was closer. Much closer.

He asked, “I thought vagina would be ugly.”

She answered, “Everything about Layla is beautiful. Look at my pussy. Keep looking and it is where my stronger desires emerge.”

Layla touched herself and stuck two fingers into her pussy. She pulled it out showed him her pussy juices. Sean knew she was very excited and then Layla said, “Come on closer and hold my breasts and feel the warmth.”

Sean initially refused but she said, “Without feeling it, my eyes will imagine you.”

“Sean, without some feeling and a little messing around, the real feeling is incomplete. Touching my tits won’t burn your fingers. Feel them. They are soft and you can write how a tit feels.”

Sean moved closer, sat on the bed and placed his hand on her warm breast. His hand grabbed her big breast. They were fleshy and he was getting an experience. A warm tit experience.

Layla said, “Now kiss me and hold my breasts.” Sean got up and said, “No Layla. No. Thanks.”

Layla added, “Without kiss you cannot wake up a deep desire and you know that. Come here.”

Sean wondered about it and he agreed. It was just a research kiss on an unfamiliar woman’s lips. He gently sat down and kissed her. He was a good kisser but her lips weren’t any different. Layla kissed him back with her tongue and Sean knew how to react. Layla carefully placed his hands on her breasts and made him squeeze. His shut eyes suddenly opened.

This was the first time Sean squeezed something other than a man’s ass. Layla knew he liked the squeeze but Sean’s desire was surrounded by his book’s research. She knew that she can not stop kissing and quickly she tried to pull his shirt up.

Layla said, “Kiss me all over. Hug me. Your body should squeeze my body. Pull the tee shirt off. Hugs are different with me, so hug me. Feel the heat travel from my body. Feel it Sean.” Sean removed his shirt to reveal is gym fit, white, hairy torso. He was feeling hot now.

Layla hugged him and he felt her big breasts squeeze on his hairy chest. It was a different squeeze. She detached and saw his pale blue eyes. She opened her hair and kissed his eyes clenching his arms. The feeling was very weird and sent a different echo all over his body. All these feelings were just a new sensation but incapable to give him an erection.

Soon Sean said, “I think it’s enough.” He began to rise. She held his arm and made him sit down.

Layla said, “You need to feel more Sean. Otherwise you will write a book that only you can relate. You won’t properly understand and you cannot even write a decent sex scene.”

Sean seemed angry and pounced at her saying, “Now, what do you want me to do?”

“Get off the jeans and your briefs.” She said

“Why remove my underwear?” he added.

Layla said, “I want to hold your dick. I believe my touch is different than any other mans. You called it research. It’s also a very important part to feel. Very important.”

“Layla I am not getting naked.”

“I want you to feel my pussy too. It would be incomplete. I would call it an enormous mistake if you shy away now. Feel it. If you like it, I’ll continue. If you don’t, we can stop. Should we stop, Sean?”

CHAPTER 5

The bedroom was bright with the luminescence streaming from the street light and from the light across in the kitchen. Sean looked at Layla and then at the light falling on her body.

Sean wondered with hesitation and slowly got off his jeans. He was wearing brown briefs and he did not remove. He sat comfortably on the bed. Layla slowly moved and asked him to lie down. He rested like a marble sculpture. His thighs looked strong and all the corn fed muscles were sturdy.

Layla soft fingers touched his legs and her breasts touched his bulge. She moved up and kissed his beard. He was country handsome and very desirable. Her desires were too intense now. She slowly moved her hands over his briefs and felt the dick from outside and said, “Touch my pussy.”

Sean’s lady neighbor sat down and widened her legs to show her a pink tiny hole. Sean gawked and he wondered he might throw up now but he continued to gawk, stare at it. He heard her chuckle and say, “What are you thinking? Do you like it? Get off that underwear now. Will you?”

Sean removed it and she saw his shrivelled dick. His pubes were visible but short. She quickly grabbed his dick and stroked it with her left land. Her breasts were pressed against his dick and it was gaining in strength; 7 inches leftwards.

“I want you to feel your big dick my hands and in my mouth”

Sean said, “In your mouth? You want to blow me?”

“Yes, I want to blow that dick now.” She quickly took in his cut dick in her mouth and started sucking. She was good and his shark was fully hard between her jaws.

Layla slowly stopped and asked, “How does it feel? So do I suck our dick well?”

Sean took a loud breath expressing his pleasure and said, “It’s a weird but a good feeling. All in the name… in the name of research. You are helping me write my next fifty pages.”

“Enjoy my mouth while I blow you.” She swallowed an inch more.

Layla got up and lied down. She asked him to lie next to her. She saw his dick was stiff against her cleanly shaved pussy. She looked into his eye and said, “Your lips touched mine, your chest hugged my breasts and now touch your big dick against my wet cunt.”

She saw his hesitation, she said, “Bring it closer.”

Sean said, “If I do that, it will be like having sex and I cannot do it. I don’t have a condom to wear and then touch the vagina.”

Layla purred, “Just bring it closer for a good dick and pussy handshake. Make the meeting be in the flesh…. Why bring in a barrier?”

Sean said, “You cannot make them meet because I am gay Layla. I told you before. Let’s conclude the research. Is it done now?” He looked for his briefs.

Layla felt annoyed and said, “No. It’s not done. Not yet handsome.”

Sean sat up. Layla was still lying down and she spread her legs. His ears were focused to her voice that asked him to come between her legs.

“Come between my legs. Come right here Sean.”

Sean reluctantly landed in between her legs and she instructed him to gently touch, move and rub his still erect dick on her pussy. Sean he touched his erect dick on her wet pussy, up and down and slowly he didn’t seem to mind. Flesh over flesh. Heat over heat. Increased wetness. Sean felt the pussy wasn’t the only one that was lubricating now. His precum came out.

Precum and pussy fluid emanated from each other.

“Your dick is so hard.”

Sean’s hard dick was coated with her lubricating fluid. Layla used her fingers to open her pussy and Sean felt the dick was now touching her inner pink pussy lips. He rubbed and he liked it. Suddenly she said, “Push it in a little.”

Sean asked, “Push inside?” and Layla said, “Touch a little more. Your flesh inside my flesh. Just a little push, inside.” She was commanding.

Sean kept rubbing and then he slowly pushed inside. Then he slowly pushed in and it landed completely in. Sean felt a wet, warm attraction, a stiff and lubricated pull. This special softness was worth touching and researching. It’s softer than any ass and his dick adored this new tight place. He immediately knew he had to pull out. He reluctantly pulled his penis out.

Layla said, “Push it in again once again. Feel inside my pussy. Feel it again until I reach orgasm. You have to give it a few times. Go on now.”

Sean knew he wanted to go in again because his first experience was incomplete and he wanted to touch her inside, fully 7 inches deep again. He adjusted his body and then sunk his big dick again into the pink, lubricated hole. He groaned.

Sean puffed, “Fuck… this feels good.” Sean thought about the smoothness of the natural lubrication. Sean pulled his dick out just to unconditionally plunge it back inside it again.

Sean slowly plunged deeper a few times and saw the desires scream out of Layla. At one point Sean felt an intense pressing and as he plunged inside again. She orgasmed and she moaned. Her pussy convulsions began and these intense convulsions sent Sean on a greater arousal mode.