The sound of the headboard banging against the wall in tune with the motion of the ocean could be heard through out the apartment and also probably to the neighbors downstairs. But I didn't care; who could when you are as deep as you can go in a warm wet snatch, with a pair arms tightly wrapped around your body?
I had been doing a lot of fucking lately, as I was newly in a relationship with a nympho-maniac! And I mean that in every sense of the word. I could ask for it anywhere, (well with in reason) and she would pull my cock out and lift up her skirt, or lose the pants. I loved it! On my car, (a couple times, and in different places) in my car, at the mall, in the park, and a plethora of different other places.
But anyways, that particular day, I was fully engulfed in my newly found play toy and I was loving it! I looked her in her eyes and the climax inside me was building like a boiling volcano. The feeling inside me made me feel as if I was going to rocket straight into outer space. I started to fill her as my impending boiling orgasm over took my body. I expelled jet upon jet of fresh baby batter into the soaked and soiled flower that surrounded my hard cock, and I kept thrusting as not to lose the erection that I had. This felt too good, as she always did, and I had to go another round!
The blonde rats nest that was her hair, was sloppy on top of her head, and there was blonde hair everywhere. Beads of sweat were lining her head, and her mascara was a smeared mess on her face. The red lipstick that was supposed to last for a full twenty-four hours; didn't, and it too was smeared across her freckled face. And I'm sure I looked a hot mess too, but I can't see my own face, so we'll just leave it at that.
The text message ring on my phone scared the piss out of both of us, as we were in a euphoric state, and the light from the screen lit up the room.
"Who's bad timing is this?" my lady asked me sternly.
"Beats the piss out of me, it's probably one of the boys, it's late, and they don't care if they bother me in my sleep." I said picking my phone from the bedside nightstand.
"Hey Sam, Sorry it's so late, I was out at the bar, and realized that I still had your clothes in my car. I'm sitting outside if you'd like to come to the door, I have it."
"It's Amanda from work honey. She picked up my new uniform and jacket for me the other day, and I haven't gotten it from her yet. She's harmless, I will just grab the stuff and I can pick up where we left off when I get back. Ok?"
My girl rolled her eyes, but complied and slapped me on the ass playfully. "Just put on at least your boxers, I don't want this 'Amanda' (said really sarcastically) to get any ideas about my man."
I just laughed and got out of the bed.
Truth be told, Amanda did have ideas about her man, and I had ideas, and even fantasies about her too! My friend Gabe had introduced the two of us at work a couple of months prior. We talked a little, laughed a little, and at the time, she was single, and so was I. But I met my lady and although Amanda and I talked about it, and even fantasized about it, I hadn't been able to find the time to go and see what this girl was all about.
I went to the door, and when I opened it, she was standing there in all of her glory, with the big smile that she was famous for, plastered across her face. "I'm sorry I'm coming by so late, but the bar that I was at with a friend of mine is just down the street, and I figured I would drop by. I'm sorry if you were sleeping, or busy..." she looked down noticing my boxers only, hiding a half aroused snake just from her view.
"I was busy, but it's nothing I can't get right back into." I said as she laughed lightly and absent-mindedly licked her lips.
I blushed lightly when her eyes met mine again, and I looked her up and down. Just then, Amanda stepped closer to me to hand me the clothing that she was cradling in her arms. I reached out for my belongings, and as I did, I felt a small hand slide into the hole in the front of my boxers. My cock lunged forward, filling her hand fully and my body responded also as I jerked. My eyes got big, and my mouth dropped open, and although I wanted to speak, I couldn't.
She didn't say anything either, but pulled her hand back out of my shorts, and wiped the wetness that was still on my cock onto my boxer shorts, all while she never broke eye contact.
"I wanna watch." Was the inaudible sentence she mouthed to me as I still stood there in awe.
What do you say to that? My girl would kill me. Some of them would leave over this, some of them would freak out on the both of you ... I didn't know I had never been to this bridge to cross it!
"I can't. She'll kill me!"
"I got this, trust me." she mouthed back.
I didn't know what to do. My heart was beating a million miles a minute, and I was starting to sweat again, but most importantly, my cock was standing at full attention, through the hole in my boxer shorts.
I didn't want to do this, didn't want to hurt the girlfriend, didn't want to upset my friend, but most importantly, and I guess the biggest deciding factor, I didn't want to lose this moment, or my erection for that matter! It may never come again! (The moment, not my hard-on)
The worst my girlfriend could do was leave right? And in this current state, with Amanda feigning over me the way she was, I would win either way! Maybe I could see more of her. Well that is assuming that ... the worst my girlfriend could do is leave. She was known to have a temper, maybe she wouldn't just leave, and maybe she would start an all out war in my bedroom that night? I didn't know, and didn't have time to care.
I set the clothes down on the kitchen table, thanked Amanda out loud, and bid her farewell as I closed the door behind her. When I turned to greet her eye to eye again, I mouthed, "I trust you, don't get us killed!" And with that, I walked into my bedroom and dropped my boxers to the floor.
The lady was lying just as she was when I left her and her eyes were closed as she was lightly snoring. 'Perfect, ' I thought.
I padded lightly across the bedroom floor, and knelt onto the bed between her legs. I stroked my cock a couple of times as I was getting ready to enter back into her, and lay between her legs, sliding my chocolate meat into her. Without opening her eyes, a moan escaped her lips, and the walls of the Venus Fly Trap tightened around my hammer.
I got into rhythm and started thrusting to meet her body's responses. I peppered kisses all over her neck and face, leaving love bites in my war path all over her neck, ears, collar bone and chest. I pounded into her slowly and deliberately. Each thrust meant something and my heart was still pounding out of my chest. I couldn't stop thinking about the fact that I had Amanda in my house, about to spy on my girl and me fucking! And sure enough, as I was pounding away, I looked up at Amanda, who was in the room now with her hand slowly rubbing and pinching her own exotic flower.
My head was fucking spinning. I didn't know what to do, or even what to think! This type of stuff never happened to me. And now, here I was, entertaining one, and pleasing another!
Amanda was now pinching her round swollen nipples while she was rubbing her wet engorged lips and hard nubbin. Her pants were in a denim pool at her feet with a spot of hot pink in the center of the pool. Her shirt was up and a very full globe was out in the open as she pleasured herself to the sight of me pleasuring my girlfriend.
And there was me, thrusting as deeply as my cock could go inside of the tight walls that surrounded it. I was giving it all that I had, as if it were the last fuck I'd ever have! (Because it very well could have been! But if it were, who would be telling the story?)
And when I didn't think it could get any more crazy, my mind was totally blown from my head. Amanda walked over to the bedside and knelt beside it right above Stephanie's head. Steph's eyes were closed and she was moaning loudly and rolling her head back and forth. Amanda reached her hand out to stroke Stephanie's blonde hair, but I was able to reposition my hand to grab hers and pin it to the bed. Fire shot across my pupils and I looked Amanda in the eyes, and again, she mouthed the words, "Trust Me!"