Monday night. Building dead quiet. Everyone asleep. I slip out for smokes. Hallway dim. Single bulb flickers. Bare feet cold on creaky wood floor. Shaved head prickles in draft.
Door across cracks open. Églantine. Fresh from shower. Towel clings to her wet curves. Big tits strain fabric. Green eyes lock mine. She smiles. Mischievous. Knows my stare.
The Contact
“Can’t sleep?” Whispers. Voice husky. Steps closer. Towel slips an inch. Nipple peeks. Heart slams. Parquet groans under her.
I nod. Dumb. Pull her note from pocket. Her invite reply. But now? Here? Light under neighbor’s door glows faint. Old M. snores muffled.
Her hand grabs mine. Pulls me back. Into her flat. Door clicks shut. Soft. Breath hot on neck. “Quiet,” she hisses. Lips brush ear.
Inside dark. Curtains drawn. Streetlight filters stripes. Couch shadows. She drops towel. Naked. Perfect. Shaved pussy glistens. Tits bounce free.
I freeze. Then lunge. Hands cup ass. Squeeze hard. She gasps. Muffled. Presses against me. Feels my hard cock through pants.
“Fuck me now,” breathes. Urgent. Guides hand to wet slit. Fingers slide in easy. Hot. Tight.
Hallway echo in mind. Any sound carries. Neighbors walls thin. Risk burns sweet.
Pants down. Cock springs out. Thick. Veiny. She kneels. Quiet. Tongue swirls head. Sucks deep. Gags soft. Saliva drips. Eyes up. Wicked.
Pull her up. Bend over couch. Ass high. Pussy lips part. Begging. I thrust in. Raw. No rubber. Balls deep. She bites arm. Stifles moan.
Parquet creaks. Rhythmic. Fuck slow at first. Build. Her juices soak thighs. Slap wet. Muffled. “Harder,” whispers. Claws back.
The Indiscretion
Ramp up. Pound. Couch shifts inch. Groan wood. Her tits swing. Nipples hard. Grab hair. Pull head back. Neck arches. Bites lip bloody.
Window blinds rattle faint. Someone walks street? Shadow passes. Freeze mid-thrust. Heart pounds. Listen. Nothing. Resume. Deeper.
She cums first. Shudders. Pussy clamps cock. Squirts little. Wet floor. Gasps choked. “Don’t stop.”
I flip her. Face me. Legs wrap waist. Pin to wall. Thrust up. Savage. Tits mash chest. Mouths crash. Tongues fight. Swallow moans.
Door downstairs slams? Footsteps stairwell? Pause. Sweat drips. Eyes wide. Terror thrill. No one. Fuck harder. Balls tighten.
Cum builds. Pull out. She drops. Knees. Mouth open. Jerk cock. Rope hits tongue. Chin. Tits. Swallows rest. Licks clean.
Collapse. Pant quiet. Hold her. Sticky. Tremble.
She stands. Towel quick. Kisses cheek. “Go. Before seen.”
I dress fast. Slip out. Hall empty. Heart thuds loud. Creep stairs. Cross Mrs. L. in lobby. She yawns. Nods. No clue.
Back apartment. Lock door. Lean wall. Grin. Secret safe. Cock twitches memory. Neighbors sleep. We didn’t.