“Maybe we should get this ‘getting to know each other’ bollox out the way and just fuck?” Brad suggests to Lucy as they leave the cinema.

They had been on two dates since they met in a bar in downtown Seattle and didn’t have much in common, except both their pent-up sexual frustration.

The second date was tonight’s over-the-top action flick which had gone on way too long. Brad had only found it bearable for the last hour as Lucy had her jeans undone and his fingers were inside her panties playing with her pussy.

Lucy had cum twice during the film, Brad had magic fingers that rubbed her clit in just the right way. She in turn had her hand on his balls and gave them a constant rub. But Brad could be more subtle with his groin invasion. There were too many people watching the shit film for her to yank his cock fully out.

As they walk back to the parking lot, Lucy agrees with Brad’s suggestion, but she has an early meeting tomorrow. His place tomorrow night and she would be dressed ‘dressed to thrill’. Plus, she had already got ‘hers’ tonight, twice!

Brad drops Lucy home and goes back to his place. He bumps into Gerry, one of his neighbours. They exchange pleasantries. Gerry works from home, doing something in IT, but he also had a Toyota Prius, so did some shifts as an Uber driver.

Once inside his apartment, Brad makes a rum and coke. He pulls off his shirt and sits down. He could still taste Lucy’s sweet pussy on his fingers. He hadn’t seen her vagina but imagined what it looked like. He didn’t feel much hair so was assuming Lucy was completely shaved. He grew hard as his mind raced. He continues to suck his fingers and jerks off thinking about her.

The following evening, there is a knock at Brad’s door. He opens it to find Lucy in a short Lavender dress with little white flowers on it and deep purple suede high-heel sandals on.

Her toes are newly pedicured a fresh, clean white and she had an anklet and two rings to add to the sexiness of her long, bare legs. She has a small black G-string on, which Lucy assumes will soon be around her ankles. Lucy’s hair is a redish-blonde colour, her skin is soft with a tattoo on her arm, and she has curves in the places where they are needed.

Brad is shirtless in just a pair of jeans. He is in his late twenties, very fit and muscular. His dark hair is messed up with some styling cream. His face is rugged.

After the formalities of general chit-chat and organising drinks. Lucy’s G-String is pulled down to her ankles and Brad is immediately between her legs licking her sweet pussy. He takes a good look at her slit; he was right. Completely shaved.

He unzips her dress and pulls it down. He takes her into the bedroom. The lights are kept on and the shutters open. Lucy is soon on all fours with Brad’s cock penetrating her snatch and getting submerged in her sweet juice.

Brad’s bedroom has a large bay window which with the lights on and shutters open offers his neighbours a good view of his antics. Lucy likes the potential attention and people watching them.

They have found their common ground. Brad and Lucy meet up a few times each week to fuck, each time with the lights on. After a few weeks, Brad has cum on every part of her body, tits, arse, stomach, in her mouth, over her face, in her pussy, on her pussy, up her legs, on her toes. He has filled every cavity, apart from her ear. Was that even a thing, ear fucking? Well, Lucy wasn’t up for it if it was.

Gerry notices Brad and Lucy’s activities. The first time he saw them he couldn’t believe it and assumed they didn’t realise. But by the second and third time Gerry knew their exhibitionism was deliberate. They wanted the neighbours to watch. His apartment is directly opposite Brad’s and also overlooks the car park. He starts to look out for Lucy arriving in her car, a blue mini.

As soon as the fucking starts Gerry watches intently. Brad seems to just wear jeans. Lucy was normally dressed in a short dress or skirt and heels. By her outfits and the fact all they do is fuck, Gerry assumes Lucy is an escort.

Seeing the blue mini was the trigger, Gerry would go up to his office, this is the room with the best view, and keeping the lights off would wait for the show to start. As Brad and Lucy start Gerry undoes his trousers and pulls out his cock, he rubs his shaft as he watches Brad fuck the shit out of her. It is always quick and vigorous. No foreplay just straight in there.

Gerry’s stroking would lead to him ejaculating just at the right moment of seeing Lucy cum, he normally made a canopy with his boxers to catch his spurts.

Gerry had considered buying some binoculars but felt that was creepy! Instead, he has a camera with a long lens and uses that. He also takes some pictures. This of course isn’t creepy at all!

It was working like clockwork two or three times a week. Then one night the lights go on in Brad’s bedroom, there is no car, so Gerry thinks nothing of it. It is probably just Brad walking around showing off his torso, that guy never seems to wear a fucking shirt!

Then Gerry notices Lucy in a brown dress. It catches him off guard. He runs up to his office and trips over in the dark. He grabs his camera for a better look.

Brad sits on the bed as Lucy stands in front of him. He glides his hands along her legs and up her dress. He pulled down her back lace panties and buried the head between her legs. She unzips her dress as Brad kisses and licks her pussy out.

Naked she bends down, undoes Brad’s jeans and takes his cock in her mouth. His tip hits her tonsils as he grows harder, her teeth lightly scratching his skin. She slides her ruby lips along his shaft and licks his swollen bell-end.

Brad then gets off the bed and spins Lucy round, he pins her against the wall and pushes his wet tip between her legs. Her buttocks are pressed against his groin. He lifts one of her legs and manoeuvres himself into her wet pussy. He pounds away as Lucy throws her head back in orgasmic ecstasy.

All the time Gerry is watching, playing with his cock and taking pictures. He wonders if they know he is watching. Are any of the other neighbours watching? It is the best free porn show in town.

After they have finished Lucy goes to the bathroom. A few minutes later she comes out wrapped in a towel. She lets the towel drop to the floor and walks naked across the room. She picks up her brown dress and slides it up her body. She steps into a pair of high heel brown sandals and does them up. Gerry keeps sliding his hand along his cock, he hasn’t finished himself off yet. Watching her put her clothes on was just as hot as watching them get taken off.

Suddenly his mobile comes to life. It’s Brad! Fuck, he must know. Does he care? There is no time to think. Gerry just picks it up.

“Hi, Brad.”

“Gerry, are you working tonight or up for a fare?”

“Yeah sure. Where do you want to go?”

“It’s not me. But my friend, she wants to get home.”

“OK.”

Gerry watches as Lucy walks through the apartment and out the door. He rushes, picks up his car keys and heads downstairs to meet her.

Lucy looks shocked as she gets a glimpse of Gerry. In his rush and panic, he still had his cock out and his camera in hand.

Lucy nods and gestures to Gerry.

“Oh, fuck, I am so sorry, I was in a rush,” he says putting his cock away.

They get in the Prius, and Gerry puts the camera in the door pocket. Lucy sits in the front and gives him the address.

As they drive Lucy explains her car is in the shop. Gerry can’t help glancing at Lucy’s perfect body. Her short dress is a combination of brown leather and suede. Her long, bare legs are toned, and her high-heel sandals are pure sex, arching her feet in an alluring way that says, ‘do you want to finish masturbating here Gerry?’

It occurs to Gerry he only saw Lucy put on a dress and no underwear. The thought of Lucy not wearing any panties excites him even more in his trousers.

“So, were you taking pictures of your penis?” Lucy asks teasing Gerry.

“Mmm, no I was just in the toilet and just hurried out.”

“Ah, right.”

“The camera is also a dashcam, so I use it when driving,” Gerry says, confident he has explained it all away.

“You live opposite’s Brad apartment, don’t you?” Lucy asks.

Gerry nods.

“Have you seen us? Brad likes to keep the lights on?” Lucy says.

“Seen you? No, not really. I see the lights on sometimes. But I don’t look. Watching people have sex isn’t my thing. I am more of a doer than a watcher. And…”

“You should stop talking now,” Lucy interrupts.

Gerry stops mumbling.

“You have seen us, it’s OK. It’s Brad’s thing. But I am happy to be watched, otherwise, we wouldn’t do it. Tell me, did we turn you on?”

“Fuck, yes. You are very hot.”

“Thank you,” Lucy smiles.

“Does Brad have any other peculiar kinks?”

“Well, he wanted to keep my underwear as a souvenir tonight.”

“So, you aren’t wearing any panties?”

“No. Please can I look at your photos?”

“What?” Gerry says.

“You have been taking pictures, haven’t you? I don’t care but would like to see.”

Gerry hands Lucy the camera. She giggles as she looks through photos from several different nights. Seeing herself in this raw sexual state is turning her on.

She is just about finished perusing when they arrive at her house by the beach.

“How would you like payment? Cash or maybe something else?” Lucy says as she hands Gerry the camera back and puts her hand on his leg.

“What do you mean?”

“Well, you know I am not wearing any knickers,” Lucy replies in a hot, steamy manner.

“We only went five miles. I am not sure I can afford everything I would want,” Gerry says sheepishly.

“Afford?” Lucy says looking stunned.

“You are very hot, and I imagine high end. I have only paid for sex once; she wasn’t as attractive as you as I was down $180 for an hour. What do you charge?” Gerry mumbles.

“You think I am a hooker?”

Gerry confirms his suspicions by staying silent.

“Fuck you! That should cover your fare,” Lucy says handing over twenty dollars.

She gets out of the car, slams the car door and walks off.

Gerry wants to punch himself in the face. He had sort of overcome the dick-out situation and somehow a shag was on the cards, but then he fucked it right up.

However, Lucy shouldn’t dress quite like that if she doesn’t want to give the wrong impression. He is kicking himself all the way home. He could have had that sexy, woman for free or the price of driving for five miles in an electric car (pretty much the same thing). And she wasn’t wearing any panties. What a complete fucking idiot!

Over the next few weeks, Gerry didn’t notice Lucy round Brad’s. Then one night he got another call.

“Hi Gerry, do you fancy coming round?” Brad asks.

“Yeah, sure I am not up to anything.”

“Cool, Lucy is here, she says can you bring your camera.”

Not knowing what to expect, Gerry walks over. He assumes Lucy must have forgiven him. He notices the blue mini is back but parked on the other side of the car park.

Lucy is sitting in a short white skirt and black leather top. After she had calmed down from her last meeting with Gerry, she realised how he got the wrong impression of her. She was a bit of a slut after all.

Brad is obliviously shirtless in jeans. Gerry is a bit older than Brad and doesn’t have the same physique. Looking at Brad’s pecks makes him want to kill himself. Gerry has brown hair, which he is losing a bit on top, medium build and wears glasses. His face is kind rather than rugged.

“We wondered if you wanted to watch up close and take some photos of us?” Lucy asks as she sits swinging her legs on a bar stool.

“Mmm, is this a trick?” Gerry enquires.

“No. And you can join in if you want?” Brad adds as Lucy nods in agreement.

“Join in, mmm, well. No, I’ll just take the photos and watch,” Gerry says mumbling again.

“Let’s get started and you can direct us,” Brad shouts as he comes back with some beers.

Gerry takes a few shots of Lucy on her bar stool. She then gets up and goes into some poses. The more photos Gerry takes, the more Lucy gets into it.

“How about a cheeky one,” Brad says.

Lucy lifts her skirt and bends over flashing her bare buttocks for Gerry. He snaps away. With her skirt still pulled up Gerry sees her microscopic black G-string; she then turns and puts her hand between her legs and teases. Gerry takes another couple of shots. He gets on his knees closer to her legs.

“Wow, you want a close-up, don’t you?”

Lucy slides her underwear down and shows off her perfect pussy. Gerry takes some pictures. He gets on the floor so he can get better upskirt shots of her bare flesh.

She lifts her skirt again and pulls her arse cheeks apart. Gerry takes shots of both her holes. She stretches her anus and bends over.

She then moves to sit back down on the stool, giggling as she covers her dignity.

Seeing her up close was amazing. Gerry is completely turned on. He stands by the bar, under her spell.

Lucy uncrosses and opens her legs again, Gerry watches as she starts to stroke herself. She rubs herself as she moans. Gerry watches as she puts two fingers inside herself. She takes them out and licks them.

“I can still taste Brad’s cum inside me.”

“I’ve already fucked her once tonight,” Brad leans over and whispers in Gerry’s ear.

Lucy runs her fingers down her nose and lips before putting them back in her mouth.

Brad then moves between her legs. They kiss, and Lucy’s tongue gets lost in his mouth as he puts his arms around her. She undoes his trousers, and his hard cock jumps to attention. She pushes him inside her waiting wet pussy.

Brad grabs her buttocks as he eases himself inside and pumps her willing snatch. All the time Gerry is snapping away.

They go into the bedroom. Brad strips Lucy naked and takes off his jeans. He gets on the bed and goes back inside her pussy. Gerry sits on the bed and takes some close-ups as he watches Brad’s dick go inside Lucy.

Gerry switches his camera into video mode and starts filming, it’s like he’s making a porn film. He gives them some ques. He wonders if they would mind him taking out his cock and wanking, but he decides he is too focused on filming. He can knock one out later looking at his work.

Brad gets on top of Lucy in a missionary position and rides away. She yells as she cums, Brad doesn’t slow down, he keeps pace as she cums again, streaking like a wild animal, begging him to fuck her harder. Everything is rushing through him, and he finally releases and fills her cunt.

Gerry has it all on video.

Three of them look at each.

“Shall I get some more beers?” Gerry asks.

Brad and Lucy start laughing, and Gerry joins in as he walks to the kitchen.

Weeks passed and Gerry didn’t see Lucy’s blue mini. He bumps into Brad and asks after her. Brad tells him it hadn’t worked out with her. He did have one of Gerry’s pictures blown up and framed on his bedroom wall though, his cock going into Lucy’s pussy.

Brad goes on to tell Gerry, that he has a new shag now, Amelia. But she isn’t down with doing it with the lights on and shutters open for all to see. She did like Gerry’s video though. Got her very horny. By the end of the conversation Gerry feels quite sorry for poor Amelia, was watching your boyfriend fuck his ex a turn-on?

A few months later Gerry is grabbing a burger at one of his favourite stops by Alki Beach, the best spot in San Diego in his opinion. He watches the surfers, tourists and locals. He was sticking to just plain people watching these days. A girl walking past in a denim skirt, t-shirt and flat thong sandals catches his eye. It’s Lucy.

“Hello, how are you?” he says as he runs after her.

“Gerry, what are you doing here?”

“I love this beach,”

“Me too, Gerry,”

“I am sorry it didn’t work out with Brad.”

“Don’t be, we only had sex in common. That only lasts for so long,” Lucy says as she walks off.

“Lucy, wait,” Gerry says catching up with her.

“Do you like Italian food?”

“Yes,” Lucy confirms.

“Well, I like pizza and Italian food. Not olives though. I know a great place downtown,” Gerry mumbles.

“Are you asking me out?”

“I was just confirming what we had in common.”

“I may not be a hooker, but I’m also not a cheap date. I will make you work for your slutty dessert.”

“Not a problem, I am a doer,” Gerry says.

“I remember you saying. Text me the address,” Lucy says as she walks off.

“Ok, Lucy.”

“And don’t forget your camera, Gerry.”