SmokingFap
Gentlemanly pervert
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Not sure if this counts as getting caught or just plain exhibitionism, but here goes.
Jerking Off for Neighbors
I was a newly-divorced 27-year-old in my third-floor apartment. I got drunk and was horny, so I popped some porn into my VHS player (I know, but I'm 53 now), lit a cigarette, and started jerking off on my sofa. I had a sliding glass door that led to a small balcony that faced the interior courtyard, which had a swimming pool. There was another mirror-image set of apartments across the courtyard, also facing inward, so we could all see each other, if you didn't close your blinds, which I hadn't that night.
Anyway, while I was going to town, enjoying a cocktail and a cigarette, the young woman catty-corner from me, also top floor, stepped out onto her balcony for a smoke. I decided, in my drunken state, to stand up in front of my TV and jack off where she could see me. I was both exhilarated and terrified, scared that she might call management on me. But she just poked her head inside her apartment and apparently called out to her female roommate (or lover, I never knew). The other young woman joined her on the balcony, also lighting up a cigarette. I had never met them, or even gotten a close-up look, but they both seemed attractive, if a bit heavy. One was a redhead, which I love.
They both just watched me jack off while they smoked, talking to each other and smiling. I had planned on a nice long session, but I was afraid I might lose their interest, so I masturbated furiously, pretending I didn't see them. They both lit another cigarette, so apparently, my activity didn’t bother or bore them.
I shot a huge load all over my carpet before they finished their second cigarettes. I suddenly got embarrassed and scurried into my kitchen, out of view. But they both cheered and clapped and went back inside their apartment. I never ran into them after that, thankfully, because I was mortified the next morning when I was sober. I never pulled that brazen a stunt again, although I kept leaving my blinds open. I would jerk off on my sofa, in view, but not blatantly showing off. They came out on their balcony to smoke again a couple more times while I was going to town. They moved out a couple months after that night. But I’ve always wished I’d had the nerve to stand up and blow my load in plain sight again.
Jerking Off for Neighbors
I was a newly-divorced 27-year-old in my third-floor apartment. I got drunk and was horny, so I popped some porn into my VHS player (I know, but I'm 53 now), lit a cigarette, and started jerking off on my sofa. I had a sliding glass door that led to a small balcony that faced the interior courtyard, which had a swimming pool. There was another mirror-image set of apartments across the courtyard, also facing inward, so we could all see each other, if you didn't close your blinds, which I hadn't that night.
Anyway, while I was going to town, enjoying a cocktail and a cigarette, the young woman catty-corner from me, also top floor, stepped out onto her balcony for a smoke. I decided, in my drunken state, to stand up in front of my TV and jack off where she could see me. I was both exhilarated and terrified, scared that she might call management on me. But she just poked her head inside her apartment and apparently called out to her female roommate (or lover, I never knew). The other young woman joined her on the balcony, also lighting up a cigarette. I had never met them, or even gotten a close-up look, but they both seemed attractive, if a bit heavy. One was a redhead, which I love.
They both just watched me jack off while they smoked, talking to each other and smiling. I had planned on a nice long session, but I was afraid I might lose their interest, so I masturbated furiously, pretending I didn't see them. They both lit another cigarette, so apparently, my activity didn’t bother or bore them.
I shot a huge load all over my carpet before they finished their second cigarettes. I suddenly got embarrassed and scurried into my kitchen, out of view. But they both cheered and clapped and went back inside their apartment. I never ran into them after that, thankfully, because I was mortified the next morning when I was sober. I never pulled that brazen a stunt again, although I kept leaving my blinds open. I would jerk off on my sofa, in view, but not blatantly showing off. They came out on their balcony to smoke again a couple more times while I was going to town. They moved out a couple months after that night. But I’ve always wished I’d had the nerve to stand up and blow my load in plain sight again.