cyberfairietale

[cyberfairietale]

Quite A Show (wilbur soot/reader)

CW: cnc, stalking

As nights like these got rather frequent, Wilbur reminisced back to the first night he spent stalking you through your bedroom window. He remembers how you put on quite a show for him, bending over several times wearing nothing, as you just came back from a shower. A bit later on, he watched the way you posed in the mirror with just a pair of light pink panties on. 'Just for me' Wilbur thought as he snapped quite a few photos of you with the polaroid camera, that he had bought just for these occasions, 'I could swear they put on a show just for me'. He palmed his erotic cock through his pants, knowing he had to leave soon - or else he would have brought his whole dick out, you would see him he stayed any longer than he was supposed to.

His first time doing this, watching you after your shower that is, he had left nothing behind so you had no idea anyone was watching. But this time he knew exactly what to leave for you.

At this point, he had known your work schedule by heart and he also knew that you liked to shower as soon as you got home. So knowing you got off at 6.30 he parked his car in the lot of the little cafe you worked at. His phone shone brightly in the dark car with the number 6.29, his face illuminated with not only the light coming off his phone but also excitement. He watched as you stood at the doors of the cafe at exactly 6.33, waving at someone inside before closing the door and walking towards your car. His car was parked almost directly behind yours. Wilbur pretended to talk on his phone so you wouldn't suspect anything, not like you paid any mind either way.

He doesn't think you paid any attention to the car basically following you home either. Of course, he still passed by your house and parked on the far corner of your street and almost nowhere near your house for his own cautiousness.

He waited by your window for nearly 30 minutes and when he noticed you were yet to be in the shower he quietly circled the house trying to find out where you were. Soon enough Wilbur found you, peering through your kitchen window he saw that you were on the phone. your hand laid on the kitchen counter as you shifted your weight from foot to foot. He couldn't figure out what you were saying, as your back was facing him but he took it that you were nervous. Was this another potential lover you were talking to? Who else could make you this nervous? He remembered a conversation he encountered a few days ago when your bedroom windows were open to let the cool breeze in. You were talking to a friend of yours and your feet shifted in the same ways they did now. He doesn't recall much of the conversation, as he came after you had already been talking, but if Wilbur remembered correctly you and said friend were talking about another boy. And in the many months, he spent stalking through your window, never once did you bring home a boy or matter of fact literally anyone! He noticed how you mostly kept to yourself even while going out with friends. So for him to find out that you were talking to someone else was a very obscure experience.

His focus reshifted back to you as you were about to turn around towards the window he was hiding at. Wilbur ducked down right before you could actually see him. But as soon as he uncrouched a few moments later he noticed that the curtains were closed. 'Did they see me?' his mind worried that at this moment you were calling the police 'Well they must have seen something for them to feel to need to close the curtains.' Only once did Wilbur remember seeing you close your kitchen windows curtains and that was because your lousy neighbors were having some sort of get-together and you couldn't stand the view of kids screeching and drunk parents. Right after you closed the curtains Wilbur remembers how you headed for your room and called your friend to complain to them about your neighbors all night.

Now at your bedroom window, he watches as you set your phone down on your bed and you walk to where he presumes to be the washroom to finally take your after-work shower. You take pretty long showers, Wilbur already knew this but he doesn't mind the wait. He doesn't usually wait for you outside of your workplace but he thought since today was a special day it wouldn't hurt. The wait would soon be worth it anyways.

After what seemed like a century, for Wilbur that is, he heard your soft, wet footsteps in the brightly lit room. He knew it was time.

He watched the towel hit the floor softly as you bent over to search your dresser which gave him a perfect view of your plump ass. It beamed in a shade of red from your obviously heated shower but Wilbur liked to pretend it was from him punishing you. He felt his pants tightening within seconds. he snapped a couple of photos with his polaroid and placed them in his back pocket for later before reaching down to unbutton his tight pants with one hand while the camera was in the other. He stroked his half-hardened cock through his boxers not wanting to bring it out just yet. He continued to watch as you followed the same routine as always. Soothing the warm body with lotion and again taking more pictures as you placed lotions within your thighs, near your tits, or even bent down to reach your calves. You have yet to put on some undergarments so he thought he'd wait a bit more before taking his full cock out which was getting impossibly harder with all his stroking even if it was through his boxers.

He noticed that today you paid a little more attention to your private parts while doing your body care routine but Wilbur hadn't really thought it meant much and just took the opportunity to take more pictures. But then something totally unexpected happened as you hopped on the edge of your bed. Sitting in front of your mirror as you watched yourself use one hand to play with your slit and the other groping your tits. He quickly took his hands out of his pants as Wilbur fumbled and almost dropped the camera trying to take the perfect pictures of you at this moment.

You usually pleased yourself while watching porn even then you were usually dressed and never fully naked. And in the months he spent watching you at your place he knew that wasn't very often that you touched yourself, but he never thought you would be the one to touch yourself in front of a mirror. And fully undressed either! With this opportunity he even pulled out his phone so he could take a video of you. Which he never did because of the many people who touched his phone he knew that if he had any erotic pictures someone would find out. He couldn't take that risk even for you.

As you contined to touch yourself in ways Wilbur only imagined you would, he set up his phone to take a video while he stroked his now out cock. More focused on pleasing his hard on he jerked it faster and squeezed a little tighter too. Wishing it was your mouth instead of his hand. He imagined you licking up the precum already spilling from his cock.

The fanstay he most thought of while watching you from afar played in his head.

"Wilbur! Taste s'good!" you moaned out before placing your mouth back on his cock and hands at the base of where you were yet to reach. He pushed your head farther down his length and chuckled as you gagged trying to keep it all down

"Such a good baby. Why aren't you so good for me!" he husked lowly as you nodded still on his dick.

His fanstaies cleared his mind as he watched you plumit your fingers faster into your aching hole. Still watching from the mirror you held up one of your legs from it's joint to give yourself a better view. He knew your orgasm was near, he started pumping a bit faster as he was close too. Wilbur hoped you both could cum at the same time or close enough for it to feel said way.

And with a loud moan he heard you cum all over your fingers, his breath hitched as he came moments after. Still jerking off as he watched you spread your cum around your slit, letting go of the leg you were holding while bringing your fingers up to your mouth before sucking the rest of the cum off.

"That was bloody fanstastic" wilbur whispered under his breath while tucking his soft dick back in this pants and pulling his fly up. He stayed a little longer watching you not even care for the cum still on you or your sheets as you pulled up the blanket and tucked yourself in.

He walked to the front of the house and causally slid a polaroid he took of you earlier where you were messing with both your pussy and breasts at the same time. And on the back he wrote:

- Y/n,

Oh how I adored the little show you put on tonight.

Bet you wish someone was watching you, and I guess I was lucky enough to see it all

Though I do have to say one thing, that being

you are the most gorgeous person I could have ever laid my eyes upon.

I love you

- Anonymous