# Chapter IV: The House
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Soon enough we got to the house. From the outside it looked big enough to be shared with all of our friends.
It was actually quite lovely, and a bit isolated from other buildings in the surroundings, and a tall hedge shielded the yards and the windows from prying eyes. It even had a hot tub in the back!
Even before I closed the front door, Sophie was already getting naked, again. Although it wasn’t the same as being out there in public, the fact that she removed her clothes in such an intimate place aroused quite a bit. I tried to suppress my everlasting horniness, afraid of what could be a sort of false start.
I mean, in the afternoon she did some… *unusual* things, but I didn’t want to celebrate too soon.
The fact that maybe, *maybe*, she was into me was extremely flattering, but at the same time I was wondering, afraid, if she was just playing with me and not actually meaning anything.
What a fool I was.
For the moment it felt weird to get undressed again. But for some reason this time she wasn’t as pushy as before on the beach.
“As the time passes, you become more and more the weird one” she said, referencing her previous words with a smirk as she flung her purse on the nearby couch.
I groaned and relented, trying to look as annoyed as possible because I felt like messing with her, but she took none of it. She laughed and cherished briefly as I removed my pants and gave me a celebratory peck on my cheek. The only reason she could reach me was because I was actually bending forward to remove the sweatpants.
I couldn’t resist her energy, and joined her laughter.
As Sophie showed me around her house, however, it was clear that the house hadn’t been used for quite a while. Many things were covered in thick dust, and some arrangements should have been made in order to fit all of us .For all the time we were walking around, my not-so-much discreet 6 inch softie was hanging around, swinging with each step. In hindsight, I realized she was constantly ogling at my cock at any chance she thought I wouldn’t notice. On the beach I could have hidden it much better by laying down or using my towel, but not in the house.
“For the moment” she explained, “We only have one bedroom available. It will have to fit both of us, ‘cause the others are filled with junk that needs to be put somewhere else, maybe next morning. I hope you don’t mind?“
“What? to sleep in the same bed?”
“Yeah! Well, it shouldn’t be an issue in the first place. It’s king sized anyway, and…”
She stopped talking as she watched my dick twitching and slowly rising as she mentioned the fact that we would literally “sleep together”.
“…And?” I asked, while closing the door of a random cabinet after I was done looking inside. I was aware my dick was growing, but I didn’t know she was looking (as she later told me, in the next few days). And honestly, at that point, I didn’t even care. I was getting tired of being the prudish guy. If she wanted to look, and/or feel uncomfortably horny… so be it.
But she rebuilt her composure before I could notice, although I managed to see she was blushing as she turned around, walking towards the kitchen.
“And… nothing! wanna cook dinner?”
So we haphazardly made a meal. It was getting late and we were tired, so we opted to stay indoors. Sophie grabbed a bottle of wine as I set up my laptop on the bed to watch something on Netflix. Undecided on the show, we settled for Brooklyn 99 (killer show, btw!!). She already watched it, and wanted me to join her religion.
The evening went on without an issue. She downed a good amount of wine glasses, but she only managed to get very tipsy.
As she got progressively giggly thanks to the alcohol, I could see with my side eye her boobs bouncing more and more. It was a very nice spectacle to see, but I needed to control myself in order to not erect another boner under her eyes, even though my confidence was rising. And even if it happened, I wouldn’t have cared.
As we watched the last episode of the night, she leaned her head on my shoulder. It was very sweet, and I finally remembered how pretty she was. After all of that time we knew each other I got a bit used to her stunning looks, but at that moment I just wanted to take her chin and kiss her.
But I didn’t. My mind got stuck in the loop of self hatred and insecurity, and didn’t want to ruin that perfect moment. She was so beautiful.
**Chapter V: Late night adventures**
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When the credits of the last episode rolled, she sighed and stretched. The moonlight was entering from the opened glass panels. It was hot, but not insufferably: the night breeze was definitely helping.
“Well…” she blurted while laying down. “I’m spent! Goodnight, Brian.”
“Goodnight” I answered. I got up to put the laptop away before joining Sophie; her eyes already closed.
The temperature was so perfect we didn’t even need to go under the sheets.
Some time passed by, and I lost track of the minutes. Maybe even hours? At first I was feeling energetic, but I got more and more drowsy as time went by.
I was laying on my side, not facing towards Sophie, when a sound totally awakened me. I heard something move next to me, maybe it was Sophie adjusting herself. But as I kept my eyes closed, the thing that surprised me was the soft breathing that ran down my shoulder.
It was Sophie?? Checking if I was asleep??
For the moment, tho, I didn’t know. But apparently she was satisfied with what she saw, because I felt the soft blowing going away.
I heard a sigh, followed by the faintest “Oh my god…” as a sloppy but soft noise filled the room.
I was certain. Even though she was doing it in a fairly discrete manner, the sound of fingers slipping in and out of a vagina were easily recognizable.
My body tensed up immediately, getting extremely horny and too afraid to move for the risk of causing her to stop.
But I needed to look *so bad*.
I started to turn my head ever so slightly in order to peek. Sophie was laying face up, her back arching. Her right hand had its fingers deep down her vagina, as she was grabbing and fondling her huge tits with the other. The pale moonlight was bouncing off her tanned skin, and shivers of pleasure were running down her body as she got more into it. Her eyes were closed, so I managed to get a good look at her before I cautiously got back to my original position.
My penis was extremely hard, so hard that it hurted a bit. And in those minutes, as I heard soft moans, I felt obligated to show her my appreciation. It was the autopilot mode kicking in, more than me making the decision on my own, but I didn’t care.
Pretending to sleep, I turned and layed down on my back, exposing my pulsating cock. As I imagined, I heard her stop for a second, probably wondering if she woke me up.
Maybe she was too intoxicated (or too horny) to even think twice, but she eagerly got back at it, maybe emboldened by the belief that she didn’t manage to wake me up with the previous sounds.
“Oh my god, your cock is so big…” she faintly whispered after a moan.
I wave of happiness and pleasure showered my body.
*“She’s masturbating over me.”*
It was extremely hard to be stoic. Once again, my brain was fried beyond any use, and I felt I could do nothing but to stay put.
I would let her enjoy it.
Brief minutes passed by. Her moans quickly became soft whimpers of pleasure. With my right eye barely opened I saw her back arch one last time. Her whole body, quivering and shaking from pleasure, reached orgasm.
A clear *thump* resonated as she slumped on the mattress, which bounced back briefly. Her right hand, after getting out of her vagina, runned up her body, caressing and indulging briefly on her breast, the eyes still closed.
She made a sigh of relief, turning her back against me.
*“Tomorrow we will have a very funny discussion*.” I thought somewhat wickedly. It was too late to ruffle any feather, but for the moment I took solace by imagining her face when I would have told her about such late-night *escapades*.
I tried to relax too, hoping to get myself to sleep. My brain was running wild, but it eventually slowed down. Finally, my consciousness vanished into the night.
# Chapter VI: Unexpected pay-back
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The rays of morning sunlight were invading the room when I woke up.
I opened my eyes, slightly flinching due to the light. Both me and Sophie were a bit scrambled over the bed. I was still laying on my back, but I tensed up once I realized a bit of pressure was on my body. She was facing towards me, still asleep, but much closer in comparison to the beginning of the night. Her right hand was resting on my groin, dangerously close to my penis still in its mighty morning-wood state.
I wanted to chuckle so bad, but I was afraid of waking her up. It was clear she wasn’t an early bird; at least, not as much as me.
With my left hand I reached my phone – barely within reach – and checked the time.
An “8.14” showed itself on the screen. A bit behind my personal schedule, since I had to work out and everything, but whatever.
And then I almost got scared by the alarm clock, probably coming from Sophie’s phone, which she promptly silenced before getting back to sleep.
I took a breath of relief as she moved her hands away from my crotch, grazing the shaft of my cock with the tip of the fingers. At least I could get a shower and avoid any weird awakening.
I stayed on the bed for ten minutes, then I silently got up. I shuffled in the semi-darkness to reach the bathroom, holding my multi-purpose man-cleaner liquid soap and a towel.
I closed the door behind me and turned the knob in the tall but otherwise small shower stall. Even the room itself wasn’t exactly spacious. A jet of water began to flow, and soon after steam started filling the small room.
While I waited outside, my mind went back to all the events of the previous day, and a small amount of hornyness quickly ramped up in an erect dick. As I entered the shower, I silently celebrated that time of peace where I could finally relieve myself.
The hot water was hitting my pecs, running down my groin and legs. I savoured the moment and grabbed myself, slowly stroking to the thoughts of Sophie masturbating, her pussy soaked from pleasure.
After a while I grabbed the soap and lathered myself up. Lubricant is always nice. My mind wandered to the memory of her stroking my cock.
More minutes passed by before I clearly heard a vibrant “FUCK!”. Seconds later, the door abruptly opened, and I stopped moving my hand.
“Brian, are you in there?”
“Yeah, I’m almost done.” I lied.
“Can you finish quickly? I might risk running late.”
I then remembered that she had to pick her uncle at the airport, and that in fact she never specified when.
“Sure, five minutes and I’m out.”
“Five minutes?!” she remarked somewhat frustrated.
“Make it three!” I exclaimed, but an answer never came.
Silence fell in the room, for exception of the rushing water. Suspicious of the situation, I started to soap myself properly, my dick still rock hard.
And indeed, shortly after, I heard steps getting closer to me.
The stained glass door slid open, exhibiting the now usual sight of a fully naked Sophie.
“Move over.”
“What are you doing?” I asked confused. I instinctively flattened my back to the wall, but there still wasn’t much space left. She entered facing towards me, her belly slightly rubbing against my hard cock.
“Come on. I don’t have much time.” she answered while rinsing her hair with water.
“Well, I was in the middle of-”
“…something?” she completed, acknowledging my eager dick. Her face, initially showing she was focused on the task at hand, got one of her evil smirks.
“Uhm… yeah.” I said hesitantly.
My mind went blank for a second. Incredible how a horny brain can bring down the IQ by so many digits.
“Oh, I’m sorry. Then let me help you with that *something*” she responded playfully.
Her hands, already filled with soap, grabbed firmly my cock. She began slowly stroking, this time looking directly in my eyes.
I shivered in pleasure. It wasn’t like the other day, where she stopped after a few moments. She was indulging a bit more. But when I felt her grip loosening, in a moment of lucidity, I decided to play my card.
I leaned forward and pushed her on the wall. Her hand still held onto the shaft of my dick, maybe trying to not lose her balance. The tip touched and rubbed one of her tits as I moved forward.
“I heard you last night.”
Her face went blank from the surprise, flustered.
“What?”
“Yeah, that’s right. You thought I couldn’t hear you?”
“Doing what?” she said, trying to play the fool. But her smile appeared again, and a bit of confidence emerged from her eyes.
“Playing with your pussy.”
“Oh, I can’t believe it. How?” she asked, somewhat sarcastic.
“Like this.” I answered, my hand reaching for her vagina.
My already wet fingers runned down her pussy, gently rubbing her clitoris before inserting two fingers inside.
An immediate gasp of pleasure came out of Sophie, who bent forward from her shaky legs before putting her head on my chest. with one hand on my cock and the other on my shoulder, she moaned as I started stimulating her g spot.
“Does it feel familiar?” I asked with a smirk on my face.
She just looked up, with longing eyes.
“Please, don’t stop…” she said, between one moan and the other.
“Oh, it’s just the beginning.”
For all that time, the other un-occupied hand was just resting on the wall, but I gladly made it useful by cupping and fondling her breasts. Her pleasure clearly intensified, and I felt her pussy was already soaked. Not happy, I continued by gently twisting and playing with her nipples, giving the occasional sucking.
Shivers were running down her spine, but eventually she apparently found enough willpower to speak in a soothing voice.
“I’m loving this already… But let me pay you back.”
And then I felt a warm sensation on my cock, as her hand ran up and down the shaft. It was different this time. She had a purpose. Pure electricity of pleasure ran up my body, making it difficult to remain focused. Her eyes glimmered when she noticed the effect she was having on me.
“You wanted this…” she said, before moaning loudly. “…for a long time, haven’t you?”
“Fuck you.” I answered, playfully. “You are such a cock teaser.”
“Well, be glad I’m not anymore.”
Without stopping her hands, she removed mine from her pussy. She started to kneel, maybe trying to give a blowjob, but I stopped her.
“I can do you one better.”
Sophie looked at me confused before I picked her up and pinned her to the wall.
Finally my muscles were useful to something other than giving a show. Besides, she was pretty light, but that didn’t stop her from being amused.
I moved my pelvis forward, and one of her hands guided my cock inside her warm and wet pussy.
Thank god to all that lubrication. The walls of her vagina were quite tight, and my oversized dick didn’t have any problem filling her up.
The feeling was sensational, not even close to what I fantasized before. She gasped, as the tip of my cock reached in deep.
Her eyes rolled back, moaning in pleasure, as I started to pick up the pace.
Rhythmic and fast trusts made us both crazy, her tits bouncing violently. Our mouths got close and we kissed for the first time, but she was so much into my dick that she mostly moaned inside my mouth.
I felt her pussy clenching, she was probably so riled up that she was already cumming. I gave all I got, and pounding got very heavy. Her ass clapped with each thrust, and she started screaming in pleasure.
“Oh my god, I’m cumming so hard! …”
Her arms almost strangled my neck, as she gave in and I saw her body relax and tense up in a convulsing manner. I was close too, but amidst the pleasure, she had enough time to whisper: “You can cum inside me. I take the pill.”
It was at that moment that I spurted my generous load, since my balls were filled for so many days.
My mind went blank from one last time, as I pushed even deeper inside her and a warm sensation filled my entire body, making my dick ecstatic.
We both stopped, gasping, the hot water still hitting my back. With my dick still inside her, Sophie gently grabbed my chin and made me lean forward to kiss her once again.
This time, with passion.
After a minute or so I stopped for a second, and looked intently in her eyes.
“Didn’t you have to pick up your uncle?”
# Epilogue
I was resting on the bed, relaxed as I have never been for a long time. Sophie was to come back in half an hour, so that gave me a chance to think and elaborate what just happened.
But then, my mind explored the future.
The next friend of the group that would reach us would be Diane. She was cute and shy, the perfect combination.
“*It’s going to be so much fun*.”
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So that was it!! I hope you enjoyed it.
It’s my first time trying this kind of stuff. If u upvote enough, i might decide to write the sequel with the others friend.
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Just Adorable
Excellent! Amazing! I need more. There must be more, right?