Street lamps buzz outside her building. Quiet night. Neighbors’ windows glow. We climb the stairs. Fourth floor. Each step groans under our feet. My heart thuds. Sweat beads. Door clicks open. Her studio nestles under beams. Air thick, hot. Piano squats in the corner. Sheets of music scatter the stand. I spot the four-hands opera book. ‘Let’s try.’ She grabs a stool. Slides close. Right side. My basses. Her trebles. Tristan prelude. Wagner’s tension hums. Fingers brush. Arms graze. Bermuda shorts ride up. Her black skirt hikes. Thighs press. Skin sticks. Heat rises. Notes swell, chromatic fire. Breath shortens. We finish panting. Legs fused. Fingers linger. Eyes feverish. Light filters under the door. Neighbor’s radio murmurs faint.
Our mouths crash. Tongues tangle. Stools scrape wood. Hands dive under shirts. Fabric rips free. Shirts sail. Her small tits firm. Nipples hard peaks. I suck one. Bite soft. Hand slips down. Fingers probe her slick slit. Wet heat grips. She moans low. Muffled. ‘Shh, walls thin.’ Her agile fingers yank my shorts. Cock springs stiff. Veins pulse. ‘Want my mouth?’ Voice trembles. Whisper. I nod. Dumbstruck. She kneels. Between thighs. Grips balls gentle. Strokes shaft slow. ‘Gentle guy. Not like those conservatoire pigs.’ Tongue flicks tip. Circles glans. Saliva drips. Kisses up vein. Sucks head. Cheeks hollow. Hand kneads nuts. Other pumps base. Deep throat. Gags soft. Eyes lock. Innocent pout. Balls churn. ‘Fuck, gonna cum.’ She pops off. ‘Cum. Take me after.’ Dives back. Sucks frantic. I erupt. Thick ropes flood mouth. Last spurt hits cheek. She swallows. Stands. Sips tea calm. Floor creaks. Someone stirs below?
The Contact
I grab her waist. Pull to bed. Neck kisses trail spine. She bends. Ass up. Round cheeks perfect. Pussy glistens. I mount. Doggy slow. Tender thrusts. Then rhythm builds. Slaps echo soft. Bed frame whines. She bites pillow. Moans choked. ‘Quieter… neighbors.’ Walls paper-thin. Footsteps pad hall? Light slits under door wavers. Shadow passes. My cock swells. Pounds deep. Her fesses jiggle. Juices squelch. Wagner rides in my head. Climax nears. She quivers. Cunt clenches. We cum synced. Shudders rip. Seed pumps hot. Collapse sweat-soaked. Breaths rasp. Minutes tick. Heart hammers.
She smiles sly. ‘Again soon.’ I dress quiet. Slip on shorts. Door whispers shut. Stairs down. Creak betray? Heart slams ribs. TV drones apartment two. Old lady shuffles past. Nods vague. Eyes miss cum-stain on my cheek? Street swallows me. Secret locked. Fantasies burn. Neighbors sleep oblivious. Our sin echoes in my pulse.