Clock hits 7 PM. Sophie late at work again. Thud echoes in the hallway. I peek through the peephole. Dim stairwell light filters in. Young guy wrestles a heavy box. Sweat beads on his neck. Nineteen, cute. I crack the door. ‘Need a hand?’ He looks up. Eyes lock. Deep brown, piercing. ‘Yeah, thanks. I’m Camille. Just moved in.’ Smile flashes. Too warm. I grab the box. Muscles flex. Our hands brush. Electric jolt shoots straight to my cock. Skin tingles. He stares longer than needed. Cheeks flush. We haul it to his door. Threshold tempts. ‘If you need anything…’ Heart pounds. Door clicks shut behind me. Back in my flat, dick half-hard. Sophie comes home. I spill it. She smirks. Hand slides to my crotch. ‘He got you stiff, huh?’ Unzips me. Mouth engulfs my swelling shaft. Sucks slow. ‘Go for it. Suck his cock for me.’ I cum hard down her throat. Seeds planted.
Days blur. Hallway glances ignite fire. Elevator rides press bodies close. Breaths hitch. Sophie nags. ‘Invite him. Movie night.’ I text. He comes. Door barely shut. Living room couch creaks under us. Sophie wedges between. Film drones. Air thickens. She grabs our hands. Presses mine to his thigh. His to mine. Pulse races. Fabric tents. She whispers, ‘Touch.’ Light from hallway slips under bedroom door later—no, stay here. Risky spot. Thin walls. Neighbors sleep. Old lady next door hates noise. Sophie stands. Dress drops. Black lace bra hugs tits. Slips off. Nipples hard peaks. Panties slide down. Shaved pussy glistens. ‘Your turn.’ Guides my hand to his bulge. His to mine. Zippers rasp soft. Cocks spring free. Mine veiny, thick. His arched, smooth, leaking pre-cum. She kneels. Sucks him first. Slurps echo muffled. He groans low. ‘Shh,’ she hisses. Tongue swirls his head. Saliva drips. My turn. Heart hammers. Lean in. Lips meet his hot skin. Musky scent hits. Salty taste floods mouth. Suck deeper. Veins pulse under tongue. He thrusts gentle. Couch springs squeak faint. Neighbors might hear. Fuck. Excites more. Balls tighten. Sophie fingers her wet slit. Moans stifled. He grabs her thigh. Fingers plunge her sopping hole. She bucks quiet. I bob faster. His cock throbs. ‘Gonna…’ Grunt choked. Hot spurts fill my mouth. Thick, bitter cum. Swallow gulp. Shocks good. Sophie jerks me. I explode ropes on floor. She cums on his hand, bites lip hard. Bodies slump. Sweat slick. Parquet creaks under shifting weight.
The Contact
He slips out later. Hallway dark. Footsteps echo soft. Heart thuds wild. Cross to my door. Neighbor’s TV murmurs through wall. Did they hear groans? Bed creak? Cum taste lingers. Sophie hugs me. ‘Secret’s ours.’ Door latches. Breath steadies. Night swallows thrill. But craving burns.