The Second-Floor Window’s Lit and the First-Floor Shotgun’s Loaded [MF] [Part 1]

# The Second-Floor Window’s Lit and the First-Floor Shotgun’s Loaded

*^(By Meade Gunn)*

It was like any other cookie-cutter home on Maple Avenue. Like the other’s it came in three colors, but offered only one of two floor layouts. Roselyn lived in one and Jake lived in the other. Besides their mirrored floor layouts, every inch of the house was the same, even the color.

When Jake saw Roselyn’s second-floor window lit with a red lightbulb at the top of the cul-de-sac, he knew she was aching for some late-night action. On the first floor however, he knew was her father. Happy for his shotgun to get just as much action that night.

Little brain called the shots tonight.

Jake’s Air Jordans whispered across the grass of his backyard as he made his way toward their shared fence line and toward Roselyn’s house.

Just yesterday, Jake’s mirrored aviators hadn’t fooled Roselyn’s father as he studied her bikini-clad body poolside on their property while he sipped on beer from his. He’d stolen the beer from his father and slightly-underage drinking was a mark of character not appreciated by that man.

As Jake had watched Roselyn emerge from the pool and how the water dripped over her large breasts and down her slender figure, he’d nearly jumped out of his skin as her father whistled behind him.

“Didn’t think you’d heard me.” Her father said through a chuckle. “Something must’ve had your attention.”

“Midterms.” Jake said, wiping spilled beer from his close. “What are you doing—er… how can I help you out, sir?”

“Dad home?” He replied. “Went shooting this morning, but the gun store was closed before I made it back. Need to clean up my shotgun something awful.” He leaned in. “Gotta keep it ready for anything, ya know?”

“He’s out.” Jake said. “Gun stuff’s locked up in a safe so you’ll have to wait for him to be back in a few hours. Maybe around 9 PM.”

“Makes sense.” He said, grabbing Jake’s beer and pouring it out over the side of the deck. “Kids get into everything.”

Jake smirked as he remembered that conversation. Guy pours out his beer one day and he’d be inside his daughter by the next.

Jake squinted in the dark as he made out Roselyn’s backyard through the fence boards. It was dark, with a motion-activated light, but he knew the upstairs light being on with a red-bulb meant they’d been deactivated.

Coast clear, he jumped the fence. He landed as the lights activated. He froze.

He saw a dark silhouette briefly fill Roselynn’s window and what seemed like a lifetime later, the lights turned off.

All the while, Jake hadn’t moved a muscle. He knew Roselyn’s father wasn’t a bluffing man and there were rumors around town about him. Dark ones. His life had been flashing before his eyes ever since his feet touched the ground.

He took a few moments in the dark to compose himself. He found his arms were still outstretched from balancing his landing, he shook them out now. Took a breath.

If the lights had caught the attention of Roselyn’s father, buckshot would’ve greeted him by now. He needed to stay focused. Stay quiet. The red light upstairs was still on and so was his mission.

He approached the deck in their backyard. On it was a hot tub that he could use to jump to the roof. From there, all he needed to do was slide through her window, and fuck the tightest pussy in town. All the adrenaline had him hard already.

Crickets were the only noise that filled the crisp evening air as he climbed onto the hot tub and then pulled himself onto the roof. Just as he was approaching the window, Roselyn changed her smart light from a red light to a regular one. Jake stood tall and brought his back up against the wall. With the window cracked, he heard her door open inside the room.

“Did you turn off the lights in the backyard?” Roselyn’s father asked her.

“Why would I do that, dad?” Asked Roselyn.

“Just checking, sweetie. It was probably your mother, then. Sometimes the cat sets them off and it wakes her.”

“Well, you did get the brightest ones.”

“Guy at the hardware store said it’s just what you need for creeps like the one next store. Wish they were brighter.”

“Boys at my college are a lot cuter, dad.” She said. “Why would I waste my time with that greaseball.”

“I don’t want you wasting your time with any of them.” Her dad replied. “You’ll find a doctor or a lawyer. You know he’s the one when he agrees to wait for marriage.”

“Dad.” She turned the word into a full-sentence. “I was just about to sleep. I’ve heard it a million times.”

“You’re right. Sorry sweetie.” The door creaked loudly as he began to close it. “Good night, sleep tight. Don’t let the bed bugs bight.” The door closed, then opened. “Or the creeps.”

“Dad.” She groaned.

“Night.” He said, creaking the door shut.

Roselyn’s light went off. Jake felt his phone vibrate in his pocket, probably a text from her, when he heard the backdoor of the house open and her father jog down the steps.

The yard lit up again as he passed by below, just to Jake’s left. Jake was still standing tall, not daring to make a peep by adjusting himself into any other position.

He saw the top of her father’s bald, shaved head reflecting the bright lights as he scanned every inch of the yard. Jake closed his eyes and concentrated on slowing his breath.

“There you are!” Her father declared.

Jakes heart skipped a beat as he peeled open his eyes. He was no longer in his sightline.

“We haven’t seen you in days, Baby Girl.” Her father’s voice had a sing-song note to it as he passed by below with a cat in his arms. “Let’s get you some food. You’ve been eating scrap long enough, huh. Yes, you have!”

The backdoor closed and Jake’s heart found its next beat. He gasped louder than he would’ve wished and choked down as much air as he could.

He jumped slightly as the window opened to his right. Roselyn’s pretty blue eyes pierced through the dark night and eased some stress.

“Guess you didn’t get my text, huh?” She teased.

Jake pulled out his phone and opened it to read it. ‘DUCK!’ He shook his head, taking deep breaths. He wasn’t back to remembering words just yet.

Roselyn bit her lip as she watched him under the half-open window. “Give him ten minutes to feed the cat and fall asleep in his chair. I’ll turn on the light when he falls back asleep, k?”

She slid the window shut before he could say anything, which was fine since he would’ve needed the full ten minutes to form the words for an answer.

He laid flat on the roof just as the lights once again turned off. Concealing him in the darkness. Thanks to trees in this yard and the neighbors, he was perfectly hidden from the street and any windows. It’s why he’d chosen this route in the first place.

Before he knew it, the light went red, and Jake picked himself up to get his dick sucked. Close calls with her dad always got Roselyn hungry for a mouthful.

He slid through the window and closed it behind him. As he turned around, Roselyn was right there. He began to make a startled sound, but it was muffled immediately by her cupped hand which was ready for it.

She raised her other, shushing him.

“Stay there.” She whispered. “And stay quiet.”

She danced backwards across the carpet, swaying her hips seductively to each side with every step.

Roselyn’s nipples were hard and poking through her spaghetti-strap top. She locked eyes with Jake and wasted no time pulling it over her head, letting it fall to the floor.

Her breasts were perfect and her ghost nipples were Jake’s favorite feature. They were large, but not overly so. You couldn’t tell where they ended and the breast began. Despite her long hours sunbathing in the yard, she had no tan lines. Jake always wondered where she went topless to soak in the rays. Perhaps the other side of the house was also protected from the view of neighbors.

She grabbed her breasts and lifted one, then the other. Pressing them together and then letting them fall.

With one long stride, she closed the gap between her and Jake in nothing but her lacey, black panties. She unbuckled his belt and unzipped his jeans, quietly dropping them to the floor.

Roselyn dropped to her knees in front of him, grabbing his firm buttocks, and then tracing her fingertips down his legs. Jake’s hair raised on the back of his neck, it was an electric sensation. She could always get him hard in seconds and tonight was no different.

Tracing her fingers back up Jake’s legs, she cupped his balls with one hand and rubbed his cock with the other. Jake’s breath quickened as her tongue playfully licked the tip of his penis.

Roselyn ran her tongue in circles around the tip of his cock until taking it fully in her mouth. She bobbed slowly up and down his shaft. Each time she reached its base, she stuck out her tongue and licked his balls. Within moments, his penis began pulsating violently in her mouth and filling it with cum.

The door creaked open loudly behind her.

Roselyn whirled around as Jake jumped back into the window loudly.

“Baby Girl!” Roselyn stammered through a mouthful of cum. She swallowed it and stood up, shooing the cat out and followed it into the hallway. Jake pulled up his pants and climbed out the window.

Roselyn stuck her head out it a few moments later. “Pretty quick tonight.” She giggled. “In a few ways.”

“It’s been a night.” Jake confessed.

“About to be a longer one.” Roselyn said, grabbing his shirt and pulling him back into the house. “Daddy’s still asleep and his little girl needs you to fuck her brains out before something else wakes him up.”

“I guess I could do that.” Jake whispered as he began pulling off his clothes and placing them in a pile next to the window.

Roselyn climbed onto the bed, raising her ass into the air. “How long do you need?”

“I’m ready now.” He said, pulling her thong down to her knees. “Adrenaline’s got my blood pumping in all the right places.”

“Fuck hard and fuck fast.” Roselyn said. “I’m not sure how long we have.”

Jake grabbed his girthy cock and rubbed the tip along her pussy. Roselyn’s hadn’t ever been this wet and he hadn’t ever been this hard. The adrenaline rush had done them both favors.

Without warning he slammed his cock into her. There was no resistance, despite her tightness. He grabbed her hips, holding them tightly. There was nothing like being deep inside the girl next store. Her hourglass figure was stunning from this view. The sides of her large breasts flowing into a tight waist that curved back outward into a bubble butt.

“You ready?” He asked.

“Fuck me already.” She yelled into her pillows.

Not wanting to press his luck further with sound, he obeyed. Using her wide hips like handles, he slammed himself into her again and again.

He’d fucked her plenty of times over the last year, but tonight her pussy was on a whole new level. Maybe it was just the tense night leading up to this moment, but it felt better than any he’d had in his life.

Roselyn hadn’t ever felt Jake this hard or been fucked so violently by him. She smiled and then bit her pillow to keep quiet.

He picked up pace, trying to last as long as he could. He was doing everything he could to make sure he’d pull out in time.

“Cum in me.” Roselyn rasped into the pillow.

Hearing her say that for the first time brought him immediately over the edge and he filled her with it. They’d been pulling and praying for months so he hadn’t been expecting this.

He gently fucked her cum-filled pussy for the first time. If heaven was on Earth, he’d found it. He pulled out and watched as the cum dripped down from her and onto the white sheets, darkening them.

“I didn’t say you were done yet.” Roselyn said as she turned over and lifted her legs. “Fuck me until I get off.”

Jake grabbed her legs and pulled her pussy to the edge of the bed, entering her slowly.

Roselyn played with her clit as Jake gently fucked her soaked cunt. He looked like he was in a trance above her. She’d never seen him like this and it made finding her orgasm easy.

Her pussy squeezed Jake’s cock tightly. He buried his cock deep inside her, feeling each convulsion of her orgasm around it.

Her pussy slicker than ever, Jake began picking up the pace and fucking her as hard as she could. Roselyn threw his legs over his shoulders as Jake’s hands began grabbing her breasts and playing lightly with her nipples.

He pulled out of her and pushed her further into the bed. He climbed on top of her now in a missionary position and began licking her nipples lightly while he fucked her. Running his tongue around one nipple and playing with the other with a free hand, Jake fucked Roselyn as deeply as he could until they both orgasmed together.

Catching his breath, Jake remained inside of her until his penis went flaccid and fell out on its own, a river of cum following it and spilling onto the bed.

They kissed.

The next night, Jake saw a red light on the second floor. He couldn’t believe it. Roselyn could fuck once and be good for weeks at a time. Last night must’ve turned a new leaf in their tryst.

Air Jordans glid across grass. A quick hop over his fence—no lights. Hot tub to rooftop. A quick slide through the window.

Jake closed it behind him and turned.

“Five minutes and thirty-seven seconds.” Roselyn’s father said, snapping his eyes from his watch to Jake’s eyes, who were looking down the barrel of his shotgun. “Goddamn. You make good time.”

Jake mouthed words, he wasn’t sure which. Or if they were even real ones.

“You left a size 12 shoeprint on my hot tub.” The father cocked his shotgun. “Guess what you’re about to leave on my walls.”

*^(To be continued…)*

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