Caught With The Neighbor

SamThe next morning, I woke to noisy construction sounds flowing into my open window from across the street, where a new condo building was going up. I groaned and rolled over, pulling a pillow over my head to block the sound. But then my brain put together that construction sounds meant it must be after 7:00 already, and my first class started at 7:30. I pulled the pillow back away and checked the time on my phone. 7:38. Fuck, I must’ve slept through my alarm. I got up and started rushing to get ready, hoping I’d be able to make it in time for the last half of class. I quickly brushed my teeth and hair, got dressed, and shoved the books I needed into my backpack, then ran out the door and downstairs. Somehow, I got lucky and there was a

1 bus approaching our stop just as I got down to the corner, so at least I wouldn’t have to arrive late to class, out of breath and sweaty from running all the way to campus. When I got on the bus, I slid into the first open seat with a sigh, then took a deep breath. I checked my phone again for the time. 7:45, not bad. I also saw that I had a few texts from Mark. Mark: Good Morning 🙂 Mark: Looks like you were up late Mark: ;)Mark: I’m about to take a shower before workMark: I’m going to make myself cum fast, thinking about you touching yourself last night as you imagined your neighbor fucking youMark: Hope you’re having a good morning :-*The timestamps on the texts showed that he’d sent them at different times throughout the morning. I knew he’d probably been expecting me to respond at some point. We’d gotten to know each other’s schedules pretty well, and I was usually up and texting him back earlier than this. I hoped he wouldn’t think I was upset or avoiding him or anything after his interruption last night. Then again, I doubted he’d react any better to hearing I overslept because I was up so late cumming with my neighbor. I was too tired to overthink it, though. Sam: Good morning 🙂 Sam: I oversleptSam: Running late for class lolLess than a minute later, my phone dinged with his response.Mark: Did you stay up and continue after I got interrupted? 😉 I was determined not to lie to him, but I also refrained from being completely forthcoming for the time being, still feeling nervous about how he’d respond. Sam: I did 😉 Mark: Were you still imagining Chris?Sam: Yes Technically, that was the truth. I prepared myself to tell him more, if he followed up by asking whether I opened my curtains, or looked to see if Chris was in his window, or anything along those lines. But he didn’t ask for any more details. Mark: I know you want to fuck him againMark: And I want you toMark: You’ll be allowed to soonOkay, that was a promising response. Maybe he wouldn’t be too upset to hear the truth, after all. Sam: 🙂 Mark: I have a pretty busy day todayMark: I wish I could stop by after work to see you, but I have a late meetingSam: That’s okay Sam: Maybe another day this week? Mark: Yeah, I’ll make it work 😉 Sam: Sounds good 🙂 Then, the bus was approaching my stop on campus. I told Mark I had to go hurry and sneak into class, and we wished each other a good day.  *** I stopped for coffee during the quick break between classes and saw that I had a text from Chris. Chris: Last night was really hot 🙂 I smiled, remembering everything we’d chatted about and how he’d looked, stroking his cock and cumming repeatedly all over his window. The thoughts made me tingly again as I responded. Sam: Yes it was 🙂 Sam: And you might have worn me out pretty well after all – I overslept and was late for my first class this morning lolI got my coffee and took a sip, heading to my next class. I heard the ding from Chris’ response just as I was taking my seat in the middle of the auditorium. Chris: Oops, sorry about that 😉 Chris: Hope it was worth itGrinning, I texted back before silencing my phone again and putting it away in my bag. Sam: I suppose it was 😛 ***Later that afternoon, I walked home from campus at a more leisurely pace, finally allowing myself to relax after a busy day of classes and lifeguarding. I’d only heard from Mark a couple other times throughout the day, so I knew his day must’ve been pretty hectic, too. I hoped he’d have some privacy to talk more later that night, so I could tell him more about what happened with Chris. The more I thought about it, the more I wondered whether he might actually be excited to hear it. Maybe he’d get turned on hearing about how Chris had watched me cumming again Üsküdar Escort last night, and how we’d made each other cum so many times. He didn’t get mad when he found out about it the first time, when I’d put on a show touching myself in the window for Chris. Maybe this wouldn’t be any different. So, I texted him again and planted the first seed of truth. Sam: I can’t wait to talk laterSam: I have a fun story to tell youSam: At least I hope you’ll think it’s a fun story 😛 Then, my thoughts were interrupted as I heard someone calling my name and approaching from behind me. “Sam! Wait up!” I turned around to see Chris jogging towards me and smiling. Fuck. “Hey,” I greeted, as casually as I could. Though I already felt myself blushing, and my clit tingling, so it was not a very successful attempt. “I was hoping I’d catch you. My last class got out a little early, and I remembered you said you’d be done with work around this time.” Oh boy. Something told me I was in trouble. “Good memory.”“Heading home for that nap?” I laughed. “I think the two coffees I had earlier did the trick.” “Not too tired, then?” he asked, looking at me intently. I felt myself flushing and smiling, but resolved to brush off his flirting as long as I could. “How were your classes today?” Chris laughed at my deflection. “They were fine. Interesting enough to keep me awake too, thankfully.” Before I could respond or keep guiding the conversation to casual topics, he spoke up again.“So, what are your plans for the rest of the night, then? You must have some free time now that napping is off of the agenda.” I smirked in spite of myself. “Probably just doing homework. And I might go keep Molly company at the bar. She’s working tonight.”“Ah. Well, you’ll probably run into Josh there. He’s been going to hang out with her quite a bit lately.” I was surprised to hear that revelation. Molly hadn’t mentioned that Chris’ roommate had been visiting her during her shifts. “That must be why she hasn’t been bugging me as much about coming down there the past couple of weeks. That slut!” I joked. “I’ll have to give her a hard time for that later.”Chris laughed. We kept talking and laughing together the rest of the way home. When we got to our street, Chris walked me to the front door of my building. “So it looks like both of our roommates are probably going to be busy tonight,” he said. “I think we should probably get busy, too.” I couldn’t help laughing at his typical forwardness, but I was intent on saying goodbye, having already prepared my excuse. “I have some homework I really need to get caught up on. Maybe I’ll text you later if it doesn’t end up taking me all night,” I said noncommittally as I let myself in the front door.“You know that’s not what you really want to do,” Chris challenged with a cocky smirk, stepping closer and holding the door open as I stepped inside. I rolled my eyes, but felt the heat rising in my cheeks, giving me away. Before I could come up with a response, Chris took another step closer so that our faces were just inches apart and he had one foot inside the door, preventing me from shutting it on him. “I know you want everything we talked about last night, too, Sam. You want to feel me inside you again, fucking you, making you cum again and again. Don’t you remember how good it felt? I still remember hearing you moaning and yelling so loud as you were cumming on my cock.”Chris’ dirty talk was having a much stronger effect on me now that we were face to face. I felt my pussy tingling and getting wetter, aching to be touched. He leaned in even closer until our lips were just about touching, but stopped just short of a kiss, his lips moving towards my ear. “You smell so good,” he said softly, his warm breath on my neck. “I remember that from last time, too: how good you smelled. And tasted.” I knew I was losing it, squirming and struggling between pulling back or leaning in. I glanced down and saw the massive bulge in the front of his shorts. My hand twitched, wanting to reach out and wrap around it. Chris apparently had no plans to make the final move, leaving it to me. Tempting me. He could clearly tell how much I wanted it, too. Finally, his gamble paid off. I gave in and leaned towards him until our lips met, one hand cupping the back of his head while the other gripped a fistful of his shirt and tugged him closer until our bodies were pressed together. He groaned into my mouth and pushed me back as he Üsküdar Escort Bayan stepped into the building with me, then held me against himself, grinding his giant bulge into me. My hand slid down to rub him through his shorts, cupping and squeezing his covered cock in my hand and earning another groan. We made our way upstairs and into my apartment, taking our clothes off, kissing, and touching all over. Once in my room, Chris laid me down on the bed and pushed my legs open as he knelt down between them. I was already moaning and cursing as I leaned up to watch his lips and tongue exploring my pussy. He was licking, sucking, and probing; flicking up and down my lips, teasing my clit, darting all around and into my opening. Then I watched his hand slide down to his hard cock. “Fuck!” I cursed, watching as Chris stroked his big cock while he went down on me. It was so hot to watch that, knowing that it was turning him on to taste me. My hands held his head in place on my clit as my hips started grinding. I felt more than heard Chris moaning into my pussy, the distant traffic, car horns, people yelling to each other and laughing on the sidewalk below, and other city sounds flowing in through the open window and distracting me momentarily as I realized I must have left the window open in my rush this morning. Then the vibrations passing into me through his lips brought me right back to the moment. As I got close, my fingers tightened their grip on his hair. I heard the moans and curses flowing almost unconsciously from my lips, my chest heaving as I was practically panting with need. But then Chris pulled back, wiping his face with the back of his left hand and stroking his hard cock with his right. “Turn so your head is hanging off the bed like you did last night,” he directed, getting up and moving to stand beside the bed. I nearly groaned with disappointment, having been so close to cumming. But I followed Chris’ directions eagerly, still breathing hard as I slid sideways, letting my head drop back over the side of the bed in front of him. I took some deep breaths and tried to brace myself for what I knew he was going to do, preparing to breathe through my nose. He stepped up to me, stroking his cock in my face, rubbing his tip on my lips and coating them with his pre-cum as his free hand massaged my breasts. Then he cupped my head as he pressed himself between my lips, groaning as the wet heat of my mouth enveloped him. He moved slowly at first with shallow thrusts. Then his hands came to my throat as he suddenly pushed deeper, forcing his cock down until his head bumped the back of my throat. I gagged and coughed as his cock filled my mouth, pressing back on his thighs instinctively. But Chris’ grip on my neck held me in place. “That’s it, Sam. Take it. Take my whole cock down your throat. I’ve cum so many times thinking about fucking your face like this. It was so hot to see you lying on your back sucking on your dildo last night. I knew I was going to have to feel you like this.”I struggled to keep breathing as Chris kept fucking my throat, his balls slapping me between my eyes with each thrust, sometimes covering my nose and obstructing my airway. He alternated faster, shallow thrusts with slow, deep, hard ones, which caused me to gag every time. I rubbed circles over my clit as he built up a rhythm, fucking my mouth, his thumbs rubbing up and down my throat as his thick cock made it bulge. After a few more minutes of thrusting, I could tell Chris was getting close. I was expecting him to cum down my throat like that, or maybe on my face. But instead, he pulled back. “You want this big dick inside you now?” he asked, standing back and stroking. I struggled to catch my breath as I sat up and turned around.Chris got on his back beside me on the bed, his giant cock standing straight up in the air as he gripped it around the base. I grabbed my t-shirt and used it to wipe up the saliva and pre-cum that had gotten all over my face. “A little messier than with the dildo,” I joked, getting to my knees and climbing on top of him. He laughed along, helping to guide my hips until I was sitting and grinding on him. I moaned as his big cock slid between my lips, the swollen head rubbing my clit. “That’s it. Grind on my cock, Sam. I want you to ride me until I cum. This time, I only want to fill your pussy. I want all of my cum inside you to see how full your pussy gets, like we talked about Escort Üsküdar last night.” I sighed and moaned, my head rolling back as I sat up on top of him. Reaching down, I rubbed my hand over the head of his cock and held it against me as I kept grinding my clit on him, feeling myself building up again. Then Chris pushed up on my hips, sliding towards my opening. I felt him slip into me and leaned back slowly, feeling his thick cock stretching me open. I kept going until I was sitting all the way down on his cock, moaning and grinding as he filled me deeply. “Fuck, that feels so good!” he said, his hands on my ass, guiding me to slide up and down on his cock. “Oh my god!” I yelled out suddenly, feeling the ridges of his cock rubbing inside me. My nails dug into his chest as my back arched, and I felt myself squeezing around his cock already. “Fuck Sam, I’m so close,” he groaned, reaching up and groping my breasts as I bounced up and down on him, his hips thrusting up to meet mine. “Me too!” I moaned and reached down to rub my clit as I clenched around him, riding faster and harder, squeezing tighter. “That’s it, rub that clit. Cum on my cock,” Chris breathed, hands sliding back down to my hips. His eyes pored over me as I touched myself, about to make myself cum on his giant cock. And then I was. My soft panting erupted into much louder, moaning and yelling as I writhed on top of him, my fingers moving fast on my clit, thighs squeezing around his waist. “Ohhhh fuck, I’m cumming!” Chris yelled before I’d finished, holding my hips and thrusting up hard, his cock throbbing and pulsing inside me as I felt burst after burst of his hot, thick cum shooting into me. I felt an involuntary smile forming on my flushed face as tingles continued to course through me, causing my toes to curl, a ringing sound in my ears and plenty of shivers in between. Chris pulled me down to him, kissing me deeply as I felt his cum seeping out, our combined juices leaving a sticky mess around the base of his cock. Before I had a chance to pull back or try to move off of him, Chris flipped me over onto my back, moving on top of me and leaning down for another deep kiss as he held behind my neck, holding me to him. He was still inside me, and then suddenly pushing deeper, sinking himself into me and pinning me down with his hips, grinding himself against my cervix. I’d never felt anyone so deep inside me before. “Oh, fuck!” I groaned into him, breaking the kiss. “God, you feel so good,” Chris breathed, his face hovering above mine. “I’ve been dying to feel how deep I could get inside you.” It felt so intense having his big, thick cock stretching me in all directions. I couldn’t help noticing the contrast to how it felt when Mark pushed into me like this. That thought brought up some guilt, but I also remembered Mark getting turned on to hear how much bigger Chris was. I suspected he might enjoy watching my reactions as Chris filled me, or hearing me describe how it felt. So, I started imagining Mark there in the room with us, stroking his cock and watching as Chris fucked me so deeply. That thought caused my pussy to clench again. I moaned, squeezing around Chris’ cock as my back arched and I reached up to hold on around his waist, my nails scraping over his smooth skin. Chris groaned and picked up his pace as my pussy squeezed his cock, his first load of cum serving as lubricant and allowing his cock to slide faster and deeper into me. “Fuck, I’m going to cum again! Your pussy feels so good gripping my cock like that.” “Yes!” I moaned. “Do it. Fuck me and fill my pussy with more of your cum! I’m going to cum again on your giant cock! You feel so good filling me so deep like that!” I thought about Mark sitting in my desk chair, watching, hearing me demanding Chris’ cum. With an animalistic growl, Chris leaned up and pushed down on the backs of my thighs, holding himself up and thrusting faster into me. True to his word, he only made it through a few thrusts before he was grunting and slamming in deeper, and I felt fresh pulses of cum filling me. The intensity of Chris’ hard thrusts and the feeling of his hot cum flooding my pussy got me closer. I felt myself clenching around him again and reached down to rub circles over my clit as he kept pumping into me, not slowing his thrusts. “I’m cumming, too!” I panted, my head rolling back. “Yeah, cum on my cock, Sam! Make me feel it.” I rubbed my clit fast, my eyes roaming over his body as he hovered over me, then meeting his gaze, my eyebrows furrowed in pleasure. I glanced over to my desk chair, still imagining Mark there watching, stroking. And then I was cumming. My head rolled back again and my whole body arched and writhed beneath him as my pussy contracted around his still hard cock.