Oh man, where do I even start with this? It was like last summer, right after I moved into this sketchy apartment complex cuz rent was cheap and close to my community college classes. Im 19, still figuring shit out, working part time at a coffee shop, and just trying not to get murdered in the big city lol. The neighbor next door was this guy, probably 28 or so, always kinda lurking around the hallway. Hed say hi in that awkward way, like staring too long at my ass when I wore yoga pants to the laundry room. I thought he was a total creep at first, avoided eye contact and all that.
But then one night, its like 2am and Im home alone binge watching netflix in my tiny living room. Theres a knock at the door, super soft, and Im freaking out cuz who knocks that late? I peek through the peephole and its him, looking all sweaty and nervous. I open it a crack, chain on, and hes like "Sorry, my ac broke and its a million degrees, can I borrow a fan or something?" I didnt have a fan, but I felt bad, so I let him in for like 5 mins to cool off by the window. Big mistake, or best mistake ever?
Hes sitting on my ratty couch, shirtless cuz yeah he was drenched, and I notice his bod is actually ripped under that baggy tee he usually wears. Tattoos on his chest, abs that flex when he breathes. Im in my sleep shorts and a loose tank, no bra again cuz fuck it, its hot. We start talking, turns out hes a mechanic, single, hates his job but whatever. The convo gets flirty fast, hes complimenting my legs and I laugh it off but Im blushing hard. Next thing I know, hes closer on the couch, hand on my thigh, and asks if he can kiss me. I say yeah, heart pounding, and his lips are on mine, rough and hungry. Tastes like beer and mint gum.
He pulls me onto his lap, hands sliding up my shirt, cupping my tits and thumbing my nipples till theyre rock hard peaks. I grind against him, feeling his dick swell under his sweats, thick and pushing right against my pussy through the thin fabric. "Fuck, youre so soft," he mutters, yanking my tank off and latching onto one nipple, sucking hard like hes trying to draw blood. It stings sweet, makes me arch my back and moan into his hair. His other hand sneaks into my shorts, fingers finding my clit, rubbing circles that have me soaking his palm already. Im dripping, pussy lips all slick and swollen.
I tug at his sweats and he lifts his hips, dick popping out heavy and veiny, the head purple and leaking precum. Its bigger than I expected, like girthy enough to make my mouth water. I stroke it slow, feeling it throb, and he groans deep. He flips me onto my back on the couch, peels off my shorts and panties in one go, spreading my legs wide. "Look at that pretty pink pussy," he says, voice all gravelly, and dives in face first. His tongue laps at my folds, flat and wide, then flicks my clit rapid fire. I buck against his mouth, hands fisting the cushions, as he shoves two fingers inside me, curling them to hit that spongy spot. Im gushing, juices running down his chin, and he slurps it up noisy, humming vibrations right into my core.
I cum quick, shaking and yelling his name wait no, I didnt even know it yet, just "fuck yes!" He doesnt stop, adds a third finger, stretching my tight hole while sucking my clit like a vacuum. My thighs clamp his head, but he pries em open, keeps going till Im a whimpering mess, oversensitive and begging. Then he stands, dick in hand, rubbing the tip along my slit, coating it in my wetness. "You want this cock?" he teases, and I nod frantic, "Please, fuck me." He thrusts in hard, no warning, bottoming out in one go. It burns so good, my walls gripping him like a vice, and he pauses to let me adjust, kissing my neck all bitey.
Once I relax, he starts pounding, hips snapping brutal, balls slapping my ass with every drive. The couch creaks loud, probably gonna break, but who cares? His hands pin my wrists above my head, and he leans down to suck bruises on my tits, teeth grazing nipples. Im clawing at him when he lets go, nails digging into his back, leaving red trails. "Your pussys choking me, so fucking wet," he grunts, sweat dripping from his brow onto my stomach. I wrap my legs around his waist, pulling him deeper, feeling that ridge on his dick drag inside me.
We switch, me on top now, straddling his lap on the floor cuz couch was too small. I sink down slow, savoring how full he makes me, then bounce hard, tits jiggling in his face. He grabs my ass cheeks, spreading em, one finger circling my tight asshole teasingly. "Ever had it here?" he asks, and Im like "Not yet but fuck, try." He spits on his finger, works it in gentle while I ride, the double stretch making me see stars. It hurts at first, that burny pressure, but turns filthy good quick. Im grinding now, dick in my pussy, finger knuckle deep in my ass, and hes thrusting up to meet me.
He flips us again, doggy on the rug, my knees raw already. Slams back in my pussy, hand fisting my hair to arch my back, other smacking my ass red. Each slap stings, makes me clench harder around him. "Gonna fill this slutty hole," he growls, and I push back, "Do it, cum inside." His pace gets erratic, thumb pressing my clit, and I shatter, orgasm ripping through me, pussy spasming and squirting a little on his thighs. He roars, buries deep, and I feel it hot jets of cum flooding me, thick and pulsing, leaking out around his dick as he keeps pumping.