The walls in this house are made of paper, so hearing my housemate fucking isn’t something new. But until not too long ago she had a long term boyfriend and I was used to just hearing the same old thing. Hearing other people is hot but once it gets repetitive you learn to drown it out.
But since they broke up Ashley has been spreading her wings. And her legs. She’s doing the sensible thing and fucking around a bit. Good for her. She’s had a few hookups and it’s mostly been pretty vanilla. I’ve still listened, but it’s been nothing crazy.
Until last night. I only caught a glimpse of the guy as the second they were through the front door they were straight to the bedroom. But from the little I saw I knew she was going to have a good night. He was gorgeous.
For the next hour I listened closely as he fucked her brains out. Both were loud and having a great time and when it came to finishing he was giving her one of the best poundings I’d heard through the wall. I masturbated along kinda wishing it was me.