The buzzer cuts the quiet hallway of my apartment. Heart hammers. Still buzzing from Sandra’s pool, pussy slick under short dress. Wipe face quick. Open door. Pierre stands there, eyes glassy, Hugo limp in his arms. Smells of booze and night out.
“Hi,” I snap, cold. Take son. Soft footsteps on creaky parquet. Lay Hugo in bed. Door clicks shut. Dim light filters under neighbor’s door across hall. Thin walls. Everyone asleep.
The Contact
Back in living room. Pierre sprawls on couch like home. Legs spread wide. Bulge obvious. “Drink?” he grins, sly.
Kitchen. Pour whisky. Hands shake. His gaze burns thighs. Dress rides up. Nipples poke fabric. He sips slow. “You reek of fresh fuck. New guy?”
“No.” Lie weak. He chuckles low. Rises. Brushes past in narrow hall. Cock twitches against hip. Bathroom door shuts. Faucet drip echoes.
Rinse glass. Water splashes. Daydream Sandra’s tongue. Footsteps pad soft. Back. Heat presses rear. Trapped at sink. His erection grinds ass crack. Hard as steel. Breath hot on neck.
“Smiling for me?” Hand snakes hips. Fingers tease thong edge.
“Stop.” Voice cracks. Push back. Futile. He’s muscled. Reunionnais beast. Memories flood. Danger thrills. Neighbors stir?
His palm cups tit. Nipple twists. Gasp escapes. “Horny slut. Feel that?” Cock throbs through pants.
Pants unzip. Raspy. Massive black cock springs free. Veins pulse. Head smears pre-cum on thigh. Dress hikes. Thong yanked aside. Fingers plunge pussy. “Dripping. For me.”
“Pierre…” Whisper hiss. Hugo sleeps ten feet away. Old lady next door deaf? Hope so. Sink cold on belly.
Gland nudges lips. Swollen. “Beg, bitch.”
“Fuck me. Please.” Shame burns. Excites more.
The Indiscretion
Thrusts. Inch by inch. Stretches walls. Groan chokes throat. Bite lip bloody. Parquet groans under weight. Rhythmic creak starts.
Pounds hard. Sink rattles. Plates clink faint. “Shhh,” he growls. But hips slap ass. Wet smacks echo kitchen.
Tits freed. Rough squeezes. Nipples yanked. Waves crash. “Gonna cum,” pant.
“Do it.” Fingers dig clit. Explode. Pussy clamps. Juice squirts thighs. Muffled cry. “Fuuuck.”
Pulls out. Spins me. Couch drops. Legs splayed. Cock slams deep. Second orgasm rips. Scream bitten into cushion. Springs squeak loud. Pray walls hold sound.
Rug now. Doggy. Fists hair. Spanks echo. Ass burns red. “Take this BBC.” Ruts savage. Balls slap clit. Third builds.
“Cum inside?” No. Pulls. Hot ropes splatter cheeks. Thick. Musky. Drips floor.
Zipper rasps. Door slams hall. Footsteps fade stairs. Heart thuds chest. Vomit rises. Dash toilet. Heave bile. Tears stream.
Shower scalds. Scrub cum off. Rip dress shreds. Rage.
Kiss Hugo’s brow. “Only man for me.”
Bed. Sheets cool. Parquet sighs settling. Neighbor’s TV murmurs wall. Footsteps pass door outside. Freeze. Hold breath.
Secret locked. Pulse races dark. Crave Sandra tomorrow. Shame lingers sticky.