[M + F] Issues with the girl next door…. Part 1

*This is my first post, hopefully you enjoy! Let me know what you think in the comments :)*

It’s been weeks and we haven’t spoken about it, a palpable tension filling the air when the three of us are in he room. It all started about a month or so ago. My girlfriend lay sound asleep at 7:30 in the afternoon after taking half a bottle of NyQuil, not a volcano erupting outside our window could wake her at that point, and I was relaxing on the couch. That’s when you walked in, grabbed a bottle of wine from the fridge and collapsed onto the couch.

“What a day,” you said exasperated. We discussed your day for a few minutes before I headed out to the gym, as I complete my work out and look down at my phone there’s a new text.

“Hey! Can you swing by and pick up a couple of beers??? :)”. It was from you, when I got home with a 12 pack you were there on the couch, the contents of the bottle gone, and a look in your eyes I didn’t recognize. We stayed up for a few hours, drinking and talking about your past relationships, maybe between that and the drinks the mood turned a little more personal between us that ever before. That’s when you rested your head on my shoulder with your hand on my leg, then an innocent peck on the lips, followed my a slow crawl into my lap…. There was only one problem, you live next door, but not in another apartment, you live in the next room….

Your hand moved down as we softly kissed down to my shorts, no doubt feeling my increasing hardness through the soft mesh. Before we could stop ourselves I felt your hand guiding my waistband down, gripping my shaft firmly. Our tongues intertwining slowly, and the pace of our breathing quickened. You calmly moved your shorts to the side, and then gently took me into your wetness, the warm embrace causing my hardness to hit its peak. You pulled back your lips and placed your forehead up against mine, as we locked eyes. Your hips moved slowly, grinding and twisting. Our breaths quick and low, no words needed to be said. I could feel you dripping down my balls, reaching a slow controlled orgasm. The feeling took me over the edge. “I’m going to cum,” I whispered in a labored voice.

“I want to feel it,” you whispered back, embracing me tightly. “Cum inside my pussy.”

That was more encouragement than I needed, as I held your hips down so I would be deep inside of you. Stream after stream pumped deep inside of you, warm, filling. You collapsed on top of me for a few minutes. Then with a soft peck to my lips you stood up, said your goodnight and calmly closed your bedroom door behind you…

Now we’ve come to this, not a word has been said, we don’t know where we stand. All we know is that there is still a tension in the air that can’t just be swept under the rug…

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/4bjtyp/m_f_issues_with_the_girl_next_door_part_1