Hallway light flickers dim. Apartment building quiet. Everyone asleep. Or pretending. Sylvie grips my arm tight. We’d just parked downstairs. Her mouth still tastes my cum from the car blowjob. Swallowed it all this time. Eyes wild. Sex shop bag crinkles in my pocket. Dildo inside. Her idea too.
Door creaks open slow. Neighbor’s TV hums low through wall. Footsteps? No. We slip in. Elevator ding echoes far. Her hand dives to my crotch. Hard again. Presses me to mailboxes. Cold metal bites back. ‘Now?’ she whispers. Breath hot. I shake head. Too close. Light under Mrs. Lefevre’s door glows yellow. She peeks sometimes. We bolt to our door. Key scratches lock. Click. Inside. Safe. For now.
The Contact
Bedroom. Parquet groans under shoes. Kick them off. Clothes rip. Naked. Her 95D tits bounce free. Nipples hard. I pull her close. Lips crash. Tongues fight. ‘Lick me,’ she hisses. Pushes head down. Sheets rustle. Dive under quilt. Pussy wet. Salty. Tongue laps clit. Two fingers plunge cunt. One probes ass. Tight ring yields. She squirms. Moans muffled in pillow. Hand grabs dildo. Silicone thick. Matches my cock. Rubs lips. Slides in deep. ‘Fuck,’ she gasps.
I rise. Lube spits. Her legs high. Knees to chest. Ass winks. Push in slow. Hot grip. No resistance. Dildo buried in pussy. I thrust. Grab base. Ram it too. Double stuffed. Her holes full. Bed frame taps wall. Rhythmic. Too loud? Neighbors hear? Thin walls. Always.
The Indiscretion
She bites lip. Eyes roll. ‘Yes… both… fuck me,’ whispers fierce. I pound harder. Ass clenches cock. Pussy squelches around toy. Juices drip. Soak thighs. Parquet cracks under knees. Quilt slips. Light from street filters blinds. Shadows dance. Someone walks by outside? Freeze. Listen. Nothing. Pump faster. Her hand claws sheets. Body arches. ‘Oh god… coming!’ Muffled scream. Pillow chokes it. Cum floods ass. Hot spurts. She gushes. Pussy pulses. Dildo slips wet.
Collapse. Sweat sticks us. Hearts hammer chests. Breathe ragged. Wall silent. No knocks. No voices. Neighbor’s light out now. Asleep. Unaware. We did it. Right next door. Her head on chest. ‘Loved it. Risky. Hot.’ Fingers trace cum-leak. Kiss slow. Promise more. Door to hall looms dark. Secret locked tight.
Stairs creak later. Midnight piss run. Cross path with night-shift guy. Nods. Eyes down. Heart skips. Does he know? Smell sex on us? Grin inside. Back to bed. Her curves spoon. Sleep comes. Dream of next time.