Hallway shadows stretch long. Late July night. BMW purrs outside my building. Parents gone. Sister Laura spies from window maybe. I buzz Jacques up. Door buzzes soft. His footsteps echo. Crisp suit. Gray temples. That flashy red tie loose.
Eyes lock. Hungry. ‘Élodie,’ he whispers. Hand grips my waist. Pulls me into dim light. Lips smash. Tongue thrusts deep. Wet. Urgent. Fingers hike my short green skirt. No panties tonight. Like he ordered. Brush my slick pussy lips. I gasp. Muffled.
The Contact
Parquet creaks under heels. We stumble toward stairs. Neighbor’s door light filters under crack. TV murmurs inside. Heart hammers. His hand cups my braless tit through yellow blouse. Nipple hardens. Pinches. I whimper. ‘Quiet,’ he hisses. But pushes me against wall.
Stairs groan. One step. Two. His cock strains pants. I palm it. Long. Thick. Gray pubes peek when zipper rasps down. Cool air hits my thighs. Skirt up. He fingers my wet slit. Squish. Slow circles on clit. Legs shake. ‘Want this cock?’ Breath hot on neck.
Door to my floor. Light spills from across hall. Old lady’s TV laughs low. We freeze. Then bolt. My door clicks open. Inside. Dark apartment. Rush to bedroom. Streetlight filters blinds. Squeaks stripes on bed.
Rip blouse. Tits bounce free. He sucks nipple. Mustache scratches tender skin. Rough. Teeth graze. I arch. Hand yanks skirt off. Naked now. Pussy drips. His cock out. Veiny. Proud. I drop. Knees hit floor. Plop. Mouth engulfs. Slurp. Gulp. Saliva drips. Balls slap chin. Poivre et sel hairs tickle nose.
The Indiscretion
He groans. Too loud. ‘Fuck, your throat.’ Fingers tangle hair. Thrusts hips. Gags me. Tears well. But wetter down there. Pull off. Strings spit connect. ‘Bend over.’ Bed creaks. Ass up. Face in pillow. Door not locked. Laura could walk in.
Cockhead nudges pussy. Slips in. Inch by inch. Stretches. Fills. ‘So tight.’ Pounds. Wet slaps echo. Muffled by pillow. But building hears? Neighbors fuck too? His balls smack clit. Rhythm builds. Faster. Harder. ‘Gonna fill you.’ Grunts low.
I bite sheet. Orgasm crashes. Walls clench. Squirt juices. He swells. Buries deep. Hot spurts flood cunt. Rope after rope. Leaks out. Drip on thighs. Collapse. Sweat slick. Breaths ragged.
Pull apart. Cum oozes. Wipe quick. Dress hasty. Blouse sticks to tits. Skirt crooked. He zips. Kisses forehead. ‘Good girl.’ Slips out first. Hall empty? Footsteps fade.
I wait. Heart thuds. Creep door. Peek. Clear. Stairs down. Creak. Cross Mrs. Dupont in stairwell. ‘Evening, dear.’ Smile tight. ‘Night.’ Pussy throbs. Cum trickles leg. Secret safe. Buzzes all night. Neighbors sleep. I transgress.