I shouldn’t be in this place, I tell myself. Up against a wall in my partner’s apartment, my body against their roomie’s. It wasn’t right, after all, my partner was just in the next room, an open door between us, the sound of the television blaring a little from there to here.
I was only fixing to make myself a drink, but the temptation was too much. His eyes had been all over me since the first time we met. I’m sure that at first, he thought I didn’t notice, but sometimes, a girl can tell. But he definitely seemed interested in my ass. Sure, it wasn’t perfect by any stretch of the imagination, but a few regular squats had at least giving it some shape that helped fill out my panties, my miniskirt bouncing when I would walk.
So, when I playfully leaned forward in front of him earlier this evening, he definitely worked out that I was aware. I don’t know what I expected to happen from this, but I shouldn’t have been surprised when he followed me from the lounge, on my way to the kitchen. But it was clear his desire was greater than his restraint, as he gripped me firmly, pulling me close to him.
His lips pressed against mine, his hands cupping my body firmly, and like a fool, I let my lust embrace me, my mind going into autopilot, and returning the embrace. My tongue prised our lips open, and soon our heads were rolling around together. His fingers squeezed my rear, the tips of them pressing in around the flesh, my arms draping over his shoulders. Our eyes caught each other, and I could see the lust burning behind them. Instinctually, my hips pressed closer, rubbing against his body, his jeans covering his bulge.
I pulled my head back, licking my lips as I looked at him. I came close to teasing him with words, but I didn’t want anyone to potentially hear me. After all, they were in just the next room. But I don’t think I could have said anything that my lip licking didn’t already imply. Cupping my ass firmer, he showed me his response, pressing me against the wall. I should have told him to stop then, but I was too much into it, the thrill of the risk of being caught was electric to me.
Pressing his body against mine, he took the time to unbuckle his jeans, sliding them down just enough with his boxers to expose his bulge, his cock rock hard as he grinded it against my panties, his lips kissing mine again, our breath muffled from the mutual motion. Lost in passion, I roll myself against his cock, my panties digging a little against the folds as it grinded against it. My body shuddered as he slipped one hand between us, hooking the dampening fabric, pulling my panties aside and pushing his thick length against me.
God, I felt so alive at that moment, it had been some time since someone had made me feel so… desirable. Pushing my hips upward, I invited his prick into my pussy, my legs locking firmer around him as he accepted my invitation, as he began to thrust in rhythmic motion. Pressed up against me, his cock pressing into me, my arms over his shoulders, I was all his.
Gently rocking back against him, I was only semi-lucid of the fact that we should have avoided making any noise. Instinct creeped into my motions though, and eventually, as we fucked right there against the wall, I felt like I was anywhere but where I was, and deep into the pleasure, his cock going deep inside me, I threw myself into it, and began to moan.
Barely a sound had escaped when his palm pressed against my mouth. His eyes, still burning with desire, locked dead on mine, and he raised a finger to his lips. He was right, we did need to stay quiet. I dared not make a sound, but I nodded, his hand still firm over my mouth, my body tingling from the act, such a simple motion, but with it over me, I was pretty much his plaything right now, and I loved every second.
Keeping his hand over my mouth, he continued fucking me, his cock going deep inside, my hands not leaving his shoulders, want him close to me, the thrill of the moment, the feeling of being lusted after by others, I was so… alive.
Unable to hold back, I had to cum. My legs wrapped around him, my thighs squeezing him as my body tensed a little, my pussy convulsing as I came, my insides squeezing him a little, and soon he was following suit, his prick going as deep as it can, throbbing a little before it unleashed its load inside me. Moments pass as we look at each other, the feeling of his cum inside me his cock slowly sliding out.
I wanted to begin to giggle, I wanted to tell him something flirty. But it was all too risky. So I muffled my urges by pressing my lips against his once more, our tongues wrestling for a while as I loosened my legs from his waist, and finding my footing. Pulling jeans up, I patted his crotch before buttoning them closed for him.
With little shame, I returned to the lounge, not even caring about the mess that may be on the inside of my thighs, and I returned to the couch, resting myself against my partner. A few minutes later, their roomie, my momentary lover, returned, sitting himself back down on the couch, the three of us continuing to watch TV as if nothing had happened.
And that was how I had planned to keep it, but after an hour, he let out a yawn, and stretched, standing up.
“Well, I don’t know about you guys, but I’ve had a bit of a long day. Think I’ll take a long shower than turn in…” he said. He glanced over at me, his eyes giving a knowing look at me, my partner was half-asleep at this point, so they just gave a dismissive gesture.
I could have left it there, and kept snuggling in here. But when his eyes met mine, the fire inside was stoked again. Quickly bounding to my feet, I hurried after him, shouting “Yo, since you take forever in there, let me just use the bathroom quick before you do!”
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