Post college I worked a job with some weird hours. My roommate worked a 9-to-5 (which was more of a 7-to-7, gotta love the corporate life), but it left me with a lot of free time during the day. Swiping through one of the dating apps, I found someone in the same boat.
Liz was a cute little bartender and we hit it off quick. She had golden blonde hair that fell just past her shoulders, big blue eyes, a nose ring, and, I was happy to later discover, a pierced tongue. She stood maybe 5 foot 3 with a slim-thick build that gave her a great ass and two perky B cups.
We went out for drinks one night and had a good time, but she had work after so the date ended early. A few days later, she texted me around 11am to see if I wanted to hang out. To my surprise, the address she texted me was two blocks away; we lived on the same street.
I tossed on a pair of shorts and a t-shirt and walked over.
Liz's house was a worn down little college renter with a big front porch. I knocked and she answered the door in a pair of black athletic shorts and a tank top with a t-shirt bra underneath. Nothing sexy, but it was the middle of summer, so we both went the comfy-casual route.
I followed her inside and she took an immediate left. Her room was at the front of the house, a spacious one right off the porch. It was probably intended to be a living room of some kind, but turning it into another bedroom made sense for the rental company.
After a little bit of casual chitchat, I asked what she wanted to do. Liz walked up to me and pressed her body against mine.
"Sorry I had to cut our date short," she said as her big blue eyes stared up at me. "Want to finish it now?"
My growing cock provided a clear answer, but I did it one better by leaning in to kiss her. Our lips locked and our hands began to explore. I ran mine down Liz's back to her ass while she moved hers in the opposite direction. We stood in the middle of the room making out before she pulled me to the bed.
The blinds on the windows were turned up slightly, but not fully closed. No one was going to see us from the street, but anyone that made it to the porch would only need to peak between the upturned slats to see in clearly. The window was also open, but a rocking chair had been placed in front of it on the porch, so while it provided a nice breeze, no one was seeing inside that way.
Liz let out a gleeful squeal as I picked her up and tossed her on the bed. It was a higher setup than normal, but perfect for what I had in mind. I pulled her hips to the edge and removed her shorts, revealing a red lacy thong. Dropping to my knees, I began to kiss up Lizzy's smooth thighs until I reached her pussy. I teased her with a kiss over the lace and could taste the wetness. Gently, I pealed the thong to the side and ran my tongue over her slit. Liz let out a low moan as I pressed my tongue against her swollen clit.
For the next 10-minutes, I worshiped Liz's pussy. Working my tongue between her folds, tracing small, tight circles over her clit, and generally driving her wild. She moaned, tugged at my hair, and when I inserted two fingers to massage her g-spot, she arched her back and came in under 60-seconds.
Liz was not a particularly quiet person in bed. Anyone walking down the street knew her toes had just curled and I absolutely loved it.
"Wow, I should have skipped work for that," she joked as she sat up, her face flushed. She pulled her top and bra off, letting her perky pink nipples pop free. "My turn."
I tossed my shirt and dropped my shorts, letting my cock spring free. A string of precum hung from the head and Liz wasted no time gathering it in her hand and rubbing it down my shaft. She pushed me onto the bed, my head by the window, and crawled between my legs. Holding my cock at the base, Liz ran her tongue up and down my throbbing shaft.
Slowly, she pushed her lips down and my cock began to fill her mouth. It was the first time I'd ever received head from a woman with a tongue piercing and oh my god, it was amazing. As she bobbed her head, taking most of my length, the piercing ran up and down the bottom of my shaft, hitting the spot at the base of my cockhead and driving me insane. I lasted maybe 5-minutes before I told her I was going to cum, so if she wanted me to fuck her, she'd better slow down.
A wicked grin spread across Liz's face, satisfied with her work. I took it as a queue to grab the condom from my pocket and slide it on before returning to the bed. Liz positioned herself over me. I propped myself up on my elbows and began to lick, suck, and gently bite her nipples as she worked my cock into her extremely wet cunt.
For the next 10-minutes, Liz rode me like a pro. She started slow, working me inside as her walls stretched around me. She loved the nipple play so I kept it up as she ground her hips on mine, moaning, and sighing the whole time.
"Fuck you feel good," she cried as she began to bounce up and down. I grabbed her ass with both hands and watched as she lifted her hips right to my tip before slamming back down. "If you live this close, we're doing this a lot."
Music to my ears.
Soon, I felt the familiar tightening in my balls followed by the euphoric release of my orgasm hitting. I buried my cock in Liz, unloading a torrent into the condom.
She rolled off me to catch her breath as a pleasant breeze filtered in through the open window.
I hopped to my feet and pulled off the rubber, tying it in a neat knot while looking for a garbage can. Now, I need to pause for a moment to explain some personal biology. I, like every man, have a refractory period. (The amount of time it takes to recover from an orgasm and be ready for Round 2.) I am not superhuman, mine is a pretty average amount of time. This day though, my body said fuck that and I was ready to go again immediately. The kicker? I'd only brought a single condom.
I turned back to the bed, my stiff manhood pointing directly at Liz, when suddenly we heard a voice.
"Oh it's just my roommate," she said. It sounded like the roommate was talking on her phone. Rather than come inside, though, she sat down in the rocking chair on the other side of the window.
I walked over to where Liz was laying on her stomach at the foot of the bed, her head a few inches from the window. I got on my hands and knees over her and kissed from the back of her knee, up her thigh, to her ass where I playfully bit each cheek before trailing a line of kisses up her spine to her neck, a move that made her shiver. She arched her back and let out a whispered "oooo" when her ass found my hard cock.
"I only brought one condom," I whispered in her ear.
As my manhood slipped between her cheeks, she looked back at me and smiled.
"You don't need one."
That was good enough for me as I lined myself up and in one thrust, filled her again.
I love prone. It is my favorite position and Liz's ass was perfect for it. I laid my body over hers and began to slowly thrust in and out of her pussy. Meanwhile, her roommate continued her phone conversation a little over a foot away, separated from us only by a window screen and the chair she sat in.
"You're going to have to stay quiet," I whispered in Liz's ear. She was already struggling as small moans and gasps slipped from between her lips with every movement. I decided to test her by alternating my rhythm, slowly pulling out before slamming myself back in, pulling out completely and teasing her slit before sliding back in, but only giving her half my length.
Every change in pace made Liz squirm.
"Fuck me baby," she cooed in a raspy whisper. "Fill me up."
Her pouty face was hard to ignore, so I began to pound her. Liz gripped the sheets as I worked myself as hard and as deep inside her as the position would allow.
"Fuck fuck fuck fuck..." she began to moan, each one slightly louder than the last. The rocking chair was still occupied, but Liz was losing her ability to care.
"Where do you want me to cum?" I whispered in her ear before gently biting her shoulder.
"Cum in me," she pleaded. "Please give it to me." Assuming her roommate wasn't deaf, she definitely heard that.
Seconds later, I granted Liz's wish, sending a second flood of cum into her cunt, this one unobstructed by a condom.
I collapsed on top of her, my dick still throbbing inside Liz, right as her roommate said goodbye, hung up her phone and walked into the house.
Liz and I would go on to fuck many, many more times and I did eventually find out that her roommate had been listening the whole time, her bag on her lap preventing anyone who might have walked past the porch from seeing her hand in her dress, gently rubbing her clit.