The Wrong Door [MF]

I share this old house with a housemate Trevor and while I’m single, he has a girlfriend who he can really only spend time with on Thursdays. This works out great as it’s my training night, so I clear out, giving them the house to themselves for a few hours.

One Thursday I got home and as I was walking down the hallway heard sobbing and quiet talking from my housemate’s door.
‘Great’ I thought to myself ‘relationship troubles, exactly what I need’ but as I got the living room Trevor was on the couch playing his PlayStation.
“What are you doing out here?” I asked “And then who’s in your room?”
“One of Bonnie’s friends got broken up with tonight, so instead of our date night, I’m out here listening to 12 year olds talk about fucking my mother while they’re in my room doing girly things”
“Fun, fun, fun.” I said while grabbing a drink from the fridge “Well you have fun showing those 12 year olds who’s boss – I’m going for a shower”

I walked back down the hallway to my room chugging my drink with the phrase ‘girly things’ swirling around in my brain. Maybe it had just been too long since I’d been laid, but my mind drifted very quickly to the thought of two attractive woman having all sorts of sexual adventures.
Bonnie’s not normally the type of girl I go for – she has a very indy hipster vibe, short black hair, Doc Martens, I’m sure you know the type – but she was undeniably attractive. She was very pretty, petite with small but perky tits and a tight arse. Again not really my normal type, but I’m not too proud to admit I’ve had the odd wank fantasy about her. So thinking about her eating out another woman had me hard before I made it back to my room.
I finished my drink thinking about some soft lips sucking on Bonnie’s large nipples and headed to the bathroom for my shower.

By now I was full mast over my little fantasy and considered having a quick tug in the shower to take the edge off. The idea of pulling some lesbian porn up in the comfort of my room for a proper wank was too appealing though so I finished my shower and dried off.
This is where I realised my fuck up.
I’d been so distracted in my room that I hadn’t grabbed clean clothes, which left me with 3 options. One, make a mad dash to my room in just my towel, hoping no-one came out to see the tent I’d be making with my cock. Two, wait until my hard-on subsided a little and make the same towel-only dash just with less tenting. Three, put my sweaty training gear back on to hide my boner.
Option 3 was never going to work for me – I hate putting on sweaty clothes once I’m clean – and Option 2 wasn’t going to happen in a hurry giving I was still thinking about lesbian sex, leaving only Option 1.

Breaking it down, my room was right next to the bathroom on the same side of the hallway, so I had 4 maybe 5 steps to cover, Trevor was engrossed in Call of Duty and from experience wouldn’t move very far, and the girls where in his room across the hall, hopefully still deep in each other conversation.
Option 1 sounded doable, so I wrapped my towel around my waist – very aware of the bulge at the front – grabbed my clothes, and dashed to my room.
I made it without incident, dropped my clothes in the basket, and went looking for my laptop. Though I’d barely made it two steps before my door opened behind me.
I whipped around to find the sexiest woman I’d ever seen standing in my doorway.
She was a little shorter than me with long blonde hair that tumbled over her shoulders in waves. The tank top she was wearing showed off smooth lightly browned skin, and a pair of tits that I will remember until my dying day. They were C cup minimum, obviously bra-less under the tank top, perfectly shaped, and straining against the top that contained them. Her ensemble was completed by the smallest short shorts imaginable, putting on display an amazing pair of legs, shapely and trim without being too skinny.
“Oh, I’m sorry, I was looking for the bath…room…” She trailed off as she realised I was naked and her eyes drifted to my erect cock.
I’ve had a few exes tell me that I have a good looking cock, but the way this chick was looking at it was way beyond that. She was looking at my cock that way I was looking at her tits – with absolute, complete lust.

I later found out that in the almost 3 years she’d been with her now ex-boyfriend he’d never managed to make her cum so she was fem-blue balling it really bad, but all I knew in that moment was an absolute goddess was walking towards me, her tits bouncing delightfully in her tank top, nipples hardening. When she reached me she reached out slowly and took my throbbing cock in her hand, her fingers soft as they lightly stroked it. I let out a light moan of pleasure at her touch and closed my eyes for a second. When I opened them I looked down at her, her breasts, her nipples then up to her eyes. They locked with mine for a second, and we came to an unspoken agreement. She pushed me back onto the bed and slipped of her short shorts, showing off a neatly trimmed landing strip. I climbed to a better position on the bed as she followed, climbing onto me. Her hand took my cock and inserted it into her waiting pussy. She was dripping wet, but tight around my cock as show lowered herself me fully and we both let out full bodied moans. Slowly she started rocking her hips, grinding them into mine. My hands ran up her back, but her tits bouncing in my face were too much of a temptation, so I brought my hands around pulling up her top and setting them free. Her reaction as I cupped her breasts in my hands was electric and her tempo increased, breathless moans escaping her lips. I squeezed her tits and tweaked her nipples, her pace increasing as I turned her on. Her moans were getting deeper, her orgasm building as I took a nipple in my mouth. She went wild, grinding her hips with fury, until her whole body began to shake. Deep guttural moans escaped as her orgasm overtook her.

I love lots of things about the cowgirl position, like the ability to lie back to enjoy what’s happening and being able to play with the woman’s breasts, but the thing I like the most is how even though it feels so damn good, it doesn’t bring me to orgasm as quick as other positions. So even as her orgasm faded and I could feel her pussy juices leaking all over me I wasn’t anywhere near ready – I was just getting started.
Leaving her nipple in my mouth, I put my hands on her hips and started to fuck her. Not just lightly – I was pounding that tight pussy for all I was worth.
And she loved it.
She arched her back, pushing her nipple deeper in to my mouth, and the moan she let out was almost a scream.
I slipped my hands down to her arse and started playing her firm cheeks while I continued to fuck her. Her whole body was ridged, not wanting to move away from anything I was doing to her pussy, arse or tits.
“Smack me” she moaned out “Smack my arse”
I gave her arse a light tap.
“Harder”
I left a hand-print this time, and she moaned in extreme pleasure. Her body started to convulse as her second orgasm of the night ripped through her, and she collapsed onto me.
With her lying on me I no longer had the angle to really pound her, but was able to keep a good pace, while kissing her neck as her convulsions subsided.

She was good to go again immediately and fully sat up on my lap. Slowly at first, she started bouncing on my lap. With my hands on her hips, she increased her pace and height until she was almost pulling off my cock, before dropping back down impaling herself on it. I was now building to my own orgasm fast as I was watching her tits bounce in time with her thrusts. I ran my hands up her hips and cupped her tits, tweaking her nipples. She was almost full on screaming in pleasure by this stage, then she put a hand between her legs which sent her over the edge. The bouncing stopped as a third orgasm shook her body, her hand still diddling her clit the whole time. I was right at the edge of my own orgasm but she was longer moving so I lay there caught in that pleasurable agony. When she collected herself she must have realised how close I was as she started gyrating her hips ever so slightly. It was just enough to tease me and keep me at the edge but not enough to send me over. I tried to flip her over so I could pound her into my mattress, but she was ready for me and pinned me to it instead.
Slowly she lifted her hips up, coming off my cock, then looked deep into my eyes and slammed herself down. I groaned and pushed up into her. She repeated the manoeuvre again and felt everything tighten as I raced toward my own orgasm. My face must have told the whole story as she didn’t wait any longer and she started to fuck me through my orgasm. The whole world condensed for a few moments as I came deep into her pussy.

I lay there breathing heavily while she leaned over me looking pleased with herself.
“Holy shit guys, that was the hottest thing I’ve ever seen.”
We both looked over to see Bonnie, leaning against my door-frame, a hand down her pants pleasuring herself watching us.

It turns out our night was only just beginning…

Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/sypvit/the_wrong_door_mf