Wheelchair Voyeur: Red Confessions of Raw Hunger for the Neighbor

Wheelchair locked by the window. Leg in resin prison throbs. Mirror angled perfect. There she is. My redhead. Curled hair spilling wild over shoulders. Top white, thin straps slipping. Short denim hugs her plump ass. Coffee steam rises from her cup. Heart slams ribs. Pulse in my cock. She waves. Playful. Knows? Doesn’t care. Feet up on rail, thighs part slight. I trigger remote. Click. Click. Nikon devours her. She rises. Hips sway deliberate. Deep in salon shadow. Turns. Back to me. Top lifts slow. No bra. Heavy tits swing free. Nipples dark peaks. Full turn. Smile? Wave goodbye? Cock strains pants. Hard as concrete stairs that broke me. Sweat beads neck. Fingers itch to grab. Zoom max. Skin glows sun-kissed. Curves beg touch. Heat floods groin. Breath ragged. She vanishes. Door clicks shut. Fever owns me. Body screams. Need her now. Photos download feverish. Screen lights her bare chest. Tits perfect handfuls. Ass cheek peeking shorty white. Heart races wild horse. Urgency claws gut. Possession. Must have. Wheelchair rolls frantic to bedroom. Mirror reflects her ghost. Cock out. Throbs angry. Pre-cum beads. Stroke slow first. Build fire. Eyes on screen. Her strip replay. Skin fever hot. Muscles tense. Wheelchair creaks. Leg cast bangs useless. Fantasy crashes. Her in my lap. Straddling. Tits in face. Sucking hard. She grinds. Wet heat swallows me. Nails rake back. Moans echo park empty. Faster. Grip tight. Veins bulge. Balls ache heavy. Her ass bounces imagined. Fills my hands. Squeeze bruise. Bite neck. Mark mine. Breathless gasps. Sweat rivers down chest. Cockhead swells purple. Edge razor. Hold. Torment sweet. Then shatter. Pump furious. Roar silent. Cum erupts ropes thick. Splatter screen. Her tits coated white. Body convulses. Waves crash endless. Lungs burn. Vision blurs stars. Collapse back. Chair wet sticky. Cock twitches last drops. Skin electric buzz. Heart slows thunder to drum. Photos glow obscene. Her wave mocks. Tits haunt. Wipe cum slow. Taste salt on finger. Linger. Burn fades slow. But embers glow deep. Loneliness creeps cold. Alone again. Cast weighs ton. Yet she lingers. Flesh memory. Skin still hums her heat. Unique. Devoured. Crave more. Always more. Plaster cracks soon. Then hunt real.