Masturbating In View Of Neighbour

I had been married at the time for about 10 years and although the wife and I had a pretty uninhibited sex life, I was still an unabashed jackoff addict. I absolutely loved jerking off, usually two or three times per day, reveling in the amount of semen I would shoot off and in the pulsating pleasures I would give myself. I worked a lot from home at the time and as my wife worked in an office, I had lots of time to indulge in my habit.

I had long followed the practice of patiently edging myself as I lay on my back in bed, building up my juicy cumloads by bringing myself repeatedly to the point of orgasm while reliving episodes of my perverted past and then backing off. Our bedroom was upstairs facing the street and especially in the summertime I found it exciting to stroke off with the window open so I could hear people passing by on the street, unaware of the handfucking going on above them.

One afternoon I was lying there working myself into a semi-frenzy as my slow, patient jacking left my cock dripping in slick precum that lubricated my meat so beautifully. I had backed off from cumming several times over the course of at least an hour-long masturbation session and was red-hot to attain my sweet, wet release. Then I heard the voice of our next-door neighbour as she discussed driving an older lady down the street on a grocery shopping expedition. I kind of had the hots for the neighbour as she was in her mid-forties, pleasantly plump with big boobs and curvy hips, a physical type I found and find most attractive.

I had long lost any vestiges of self-control and decided to blow my load in front of a mirror that leaned against our bedroom wall - I very much enjoyed watching my huge ejaculations spurting out the end of my dick as I hammered away on myself. I stood up and went faster for my nut, and I was standing far enough back that nobody could have seen me from the street. Then the two women moved back towards the curb and it became possible to see me whacking off. The older lady had her back turned to me, but the neighbour woman was in direct line of sight of my frantic meat-beating.

I rubbed my nuts and came like a pig. Multiple ropes of thick, warm, gooey cum erupted from my cock and I plastered that fucking mirror in rivers of jizz that dripped down towards the floor. Even though I shot off quietly, I was pretty sure the neighbour saw my hand flying up and down my shaft and perhaps even my volcanic emissions. Totally drained, I fell back on our bed.

The next few times I saw the neighbour, she kind of had subtle grins for me but never said anything. One fine day I was mowing our back lawn and noticed her through the fence slats on one of those long sun-lounging chairs as I moved up and down the lawn. About the third time I passed, I excitedly noticed her hand pressed up into the crotch of her shorts as she humped against it with her eyes closed. I stopped pushing the mower and took up position with my eye over a knothole. I fished out my hard, throbbing cock and masturbated in time with her. She got her fingers down the front of her shorts and made herself cum. I wasn’t far behind and hosed down the fence with one of my big loads of jism. I was kind of sad when we moved and I lost any opportunity of watching her jill off. Of course, I didn’t actually know if she knew I had seen her get off…