Behind the neighboring wall

We enjoyed the feeling of each other's body heat so much that after our first accidental sex, we decided to keep in touch.

We both loved risk. He invited me to his place and introduced me to his parents as his girlfriend. I didn't mind. Already at the table, I felt a pleasant heaviness pressing in my lower abdomen in anticipation of the night. We sat opposite each other. A pleasant, meaningless conversation slowly spread over the table. I smiled sweetly, giving the impression of a sensible and serious girl. And only the two of us knew what dirty details of our shared night I was replaying in my head, while my neatly painted little mouth politely answered with clichéd

phrases to questions of a similar nature. I silently took off my shoe and stretched my foot towards the opposite chair, carefully touching his knee. He didn't let on, taking a sip of wine from his glass.

My foot moved forward, which wasn't too difficult as the table was narrow. Slowly moving further up the inside of his thigh, I devoured my object of desire with my eyes. When my foot bumped against his cock, I carefully pressed down and began moving my foot over the surface of his trousers, sometimes speeding up, sometimes slowing down the pace. He, as if by chance, lowered his hand under the table and unzipped his fly, and now my foot was touching his underwear and what was beneath it. As I continued, I felt his breathing quicken more and more noticeably and his cock swell harder. Soon, he couldn't take it anymore.

"It's late, I'll make up the sofa, and SHE can sleep in my room, as we agreed," — his family had traditional morals and didn't recognize or condemned premarital sex, but his charm, which he had used before dinner, convinced them that sending the girl home at such a late hour was unreasonable.

His parents went to their room, and a few minutes later we heard the sound of the TV.

"I can't wait any longer," he whispered, pouncing on me right there in the living room.

I was silent. I couldn't wait for the moment his cock would be inside me.

He tore off my dress, and I knelt down and, pulling down his pants in one swift motion, took his hard penis into my mouth. He moaned sweetly, with one motion making me take his little friend completely into me. Taking it fully out and then swallowing it down to his balls again, I felt an uncontrollable fire ignite within me

I couldn't last long and whispered pleadingly:

"Enter me"

He, growling softly, pushed me away and lay down on the sofa, pulling me to him. Taking off my panties, I obeyed and quickly sat on top, taking on the role of the follower assigned to me in our little game. The feeling of his body inside me made my head spin and I moaned loudly

"Have you gone crazy?" — my beloved whispered in horror, digging his nails roughly into my soft skin. — "You're insane!"

We heard someone heading towards us.

"Pretend you're asleep," he ordered me, and I obeyed. He covered us with a warm blanket. All this time, his cock was inside me. The door opened.

"Are you asleep?" — his mom asked quietly. — "Is everything okay?"

"Yes, I just bumped into something"

I felt his cock pulsing wildly in my vagina and surrendered completely to that sensation. His frightened, frantic heart was pumping blood, which beat furiously against the walls of my insides, as if trying to fill him too. I trembled and rather felt from my friend's relaxing cock than heard that the door had closed. He abruptly flipped me over and put me on all fours. I didn't resist. He grabbed my scarf from the table and in one motion shoved it into my mouth as a gag. I didn't make a sound.

"Not a peep! You dirty bitch," he whispered viciously, accompanying each syllable with a powerful thrust that drove his cock deeper into me. He grabbed my hair and pulled it back forcefully.

"You deserve this, you know it yourself," he whispered, holding the strands and forcing my head back. Moving his body faster and faster, plunging into me with such passion and fury as if this sex were the last, he breathed heavily and pulled my hair back harder and harder. Soon I felt his ecstasy approaching.

He let go of my hair and, digging painfully into my hips, roughly impaled me on himself, forcing me to move to meet him, disregarding my desires and sensations. A minute later, he came. His warm seed streamed down my legs, making them break out in goosebumps of bliss

"Now go," he threw at me indifferently, turning away and heading to the bathroom as if nothing had happened.