Warm dawn breeze licks my skin on the Port-Bou apartment balcony. Thin white robe clings, nothing underneath. Pussy still sore from Jean’s pounding last night. I doze, legs slack, robe slips. Left tit pops free, nipple stiffens. Footsteps crunch below. Neighbors stir? Eyes flutter open. Adjacent balcony, he’s there. Tanned local, early 40s, shirtless, eyes glued to my bare breast. Stare locks. Heat rushes my core. Don’t fix it. Part lips, smile wicked. He smirks, dirty hunger. Nods toward his door. Invitation clear. Jen’s inside, asleep after her migraine night. Quarter dozes, beach quiet. Pulse races. I tug robe loose, stand. Bare feet pad across terrace. Slip inside, heart thumps.
Hallway dim, parquet creaks underfoot. Light seeps under his door from streetlamp glow. Knock faint, knuckles whisper. Door cracks. Strong hand yanks me in. His place mirrors ours, beach view. No words. Mouth crashes mine, rough. Hands rip robe open. Naked now, pressed to wall. His cock hard through shorts, grinds my wet slit. ‘Quiet,’ he hisses, Spanish accent thick. Fingers plunge pussy, two at once. I gasp, bite lip. Bed looms in corner, sheets rumpled. He shoves me down, mattress sighs soft. Shorts drop. Thick cock springs, veined, dripping pre-cum. I spread wide, knees tremble. Gland nudges folds. Thrusts in raw, bare. No condom. Fuck it. Fills me deep, stretches. I claw sheets, stifle moan.
The Contact
Pounding starts slow, bed frame groans low. His balls slap wet pussy. ‘Shh, vecinos,’ he growls, hand over mouth. Neighbors’ murmurs drift through thin walls. Fear spikes thrill. Faster now, hips slam. Parquet cracks faintly under bed. My clit throbs on his pubes. He flips me doggy, ass up. Cock re-enters, brutal. Thumb circles asshole, slick with my juice. Pushes in knuckle-deep. Fire sparks, new. I buck back, silent cry. Waves build. His grunts muffled in pillow. Light filters through blinds, stripes our sweat. Orgasm hits, pussy clamps. Legs quake, juices squirt. He rams harder, floods me hot cum. Pulls out, seed drips thighs. Collapses beside, panting quiet.
Minutes tick. He nods door. I snatch robe, slip out. Hallway empty, but stairs creak ahead. Heart hammers chest. Tie robe loose, cum leaks down leg. Footsteps echo—Jen? No, shadow passes. Balcony again, air cools slick skin. Neighbors’ chatter rises. Wipe thighs discreet. No one saw. Secret throbs inside. Jen returns soon, clueless. Smile creeps. Quarter wakes blind.