John
And they were at it again. Fucking rabbits I thought as I tried to concentrate on the book I was reading. The sound of moaning and the bed hitting the wall was driving me crazy. The apartment I had rented had such thin walls you could hear people talking on the other side.
I knew that Jenny was alone at home. Her parents had left her for a weekend, and she had immediately invited her boyfriend Mike over. Jenny was a pretty thing of sixteen or seventeen with a tight ass, bouncy tits and a smile that would make your knees weak. Mike was a dork, tall lanky with long hair and bad acne. I had no clue to what she saw in him; maybe he had a good heart or a big dick? Whatever it was they had been fucking for over an hour know.
I got up and decided to go for a walk. Hopefully, they would be done by the time I got back.
Jenny
“Oh fuck, give it to me, Mike,” I moaned as he slowly pushed his cock inside me.
“Oh, oh, oh, here it comes!”
As his body shook he emptied himself into me for the third time that morning. I was on the pill so I didn’t worry about pregnancy and his hot cum dripping out of my pussy was so hot. But still, after three times I felt empty when he pulled out. His cock went flaccid and shrivelled up. I looked at it in sorrow because even though it was quite long, it was thin and didn’t quite get me off. Actually, the only time I came was when he licked me out. I had to fake it with moans and yelps to make him feel better while he fucked me.
“Oh baby, you are so good to me,” he said and rolled over on his back next to me. We both had a film of sweat on our bodies due to the heat, and when I kissed his chest I tasted salt.
“Yeah, you like my pussy?”
“Mm I do, and those,” he added nodding at my firm C cups.
I pinched a nipple, and it went erect. I licked it and then smiled at him. “I’m ready to go again.”
“No, no, I can’t, sorry, but I got to head home. My mom is waiting for me.”
“Oh, okay,” I said a bit disappointed. He was a mommy’s boy, and when she said go, he went.
I watched him get dressed, and then he kissed me goodbye before walking out of my bedroom. I heard the front door open and close, and then the apartment was empty.
I got up, and after a quick shower, I dressed in shorts and a black tank top that sat tight on my body. I got a soda from the fridge and walked out onto the balcony.
I looked over at the apartment next to ours and saw an open book and a half-smoked cigarette in an ashtray. The new guy was a bit of a grumpy fucker I thought. He hardly said hi when I met him in the elevator. I guessed he was in his fifties and alone.
Maybe that’s why he was grumpy, he needed sex. The thought made me giggle.
John
I was back in the apartment an hour later, and after standing still in the living room and listening, I smiled. The fucking was over, and all I heard was some music on low volume. I went back to the balcony where I picked up my book and lit the cigarette again. After a few moments, I heard the balcony door on the other side open and a second later Jenny was leaning against the railing. She saw me and nodded. Her face was still a bit flushed after the fucking, and her hair was wet after a shower. I don’t know what came over me, but I said, “Did you get enough or is he coming back for seconds later?”
At firsts she just stared at me and then her face turned red. “I’m so sorry; I didn’t realize you could hear it.”
I put down the book. “Yes I could, and it’s fucking irritating, young lady.”
Her eyes changed, and I saw she had become angry. “It’s not my fault you don’t get any. Maybe if you were nicer, you would meet a woman.”
“Do your parents know you fuck like a horny rabbit when they are gone?”
That made her look like a fish, her mouth opened and closed and then she said, “Fuck you,” and stormed back inside.
I immediately regretted what I had said. I was just upset, and I hadn’t wanted to hurt her feelings. After all, she did have a right to have fun, and it wasn’t her fault that the walls were thin.
I called her name a few times, but she didn’t come back out.
Jenny
What an asshole, I thought when I went back inside. My parents didn’t know me and Josh fucked at least I didn’t think so. The birth control pills I had gotten from the nurse at the local health clinic.
I was about to put on my shoes and go out when there was a knock on the door. I looked through the security hole, and when I saw John standing outside, I didn’t know what to do.
“C’mon Jenny, open up. I just want to talk to you.”
What could he possibly have to say after what he had said earlier? “Why?”
“Because I feel bad for what I said.”
I opened, and there he stood, tall, broad-shouldered with a flat top haircut. There was plenty of grey in the black. A scar ran from his left eye down his cheek to the jaw. He was dressed in a black t-shirt that showed a muscular body and a pair of blue jeans. A wallet was attached to the belt with a chain, and he had working boots on his feet. For a second I was scared, there was something menacing about him. Then his square face broke into a smile, and he took his hand from behind his back where he had kept it.
“Peace?” he said and offered me a chocolate bar.
I took it and looked at it. Walnut, not my favourite but it would do. “Okay, I’m sorry for being loud.”
“And I’m sorry for being rude.”
“Would you like to come in, maybe I can make you some coffee?”
“Yeah, sure that would be nice.”
John
The apartment was a mirrored version of mine. Two bedrooms to the left with a bath between them. A living room with a large TV, a stereo and a few family photos on a bookshelf. I sat down on the sofa and Jenny walked into the kitchen to the right. As she did, I noted her tight ass and long legs. It had been a long time since I had buried my cock in a pussy and as I watched her move around my dick came alive in my jeans.
“How do you take it?” she called.
“Black, no sugar, please.”
She came back with two mugs. Hers was with milk. I sipped from my mug, and when the hot liquid had gone down my throat, I smacked my lips. “Do you mind if I smoke?”
She got up and brought me an ashtray from the kitchen. “My dad quit a year ago, but we still have plenty of these around.
“Good man, your father, I have tried a few times but can’t get around to it.”
We sat in silence for a moment the only sound was that of the music coming from the stereo.
“John, what do you do for a living?” she said it in a quiet voice like she was scared of the answer.
“Why do you ask?”
She cleared her throat. “Well, you look like if you were in the military or maybe law enforcement.”
“Neither, I’m just coming through this sleepy town. I’m on my way to the east coast.”
“Oh, so you won’t be staying for long?”
“Not if I can help it, I’m not really a small town kind of guy. I prefer large cities.”
There was another silence, and I watched Jenny. She was nibbling at her lip, and her gaze flickered over my face, from the scar to my dark eyes to my broken nose and then down to my chest.
“What are you looking at?” I said.
She blushed. “Nothing, nothing at all. I was just comparing you to Mike, and well, you are such a man.”
I laughed. “Well, he is still a kid, and I bet he will bulk out over the next few years.”
At that moment she leaned back a little, and I noted her nipples were hard under the tank top. They looked inviting, and without thinking about it I licked my lips.
Jenny
Oh my god, he is staring at my boobs, I thought. The room was almost vibrating from the tension. I wasn’t sure what it was, but John had such a raw sexuality about him. The way he had looked at me was like a wolf staring at a lamb. It made me hot but also nervous. If he decided to attack me, I would be putty in his hands. But who was I kidding, the mere idea of him taking me in his strong arms made my pussy wet.
“John, for how long have you been single?”
His eyes left my boobs and centered on my mouth. My lips are quite lush, and Mike often tells me I have a perfect cock sucking mouth.
“If you mean a steady girlfriend it was a few years ago. If you mean sex, it was just last week.”
“Oh, okay, I see. Was she hot?”
He smiled. “It was a hooker I met in a bar. I paid her, and we fucked, end of story. And they don’t really get into it, you know, it’s a job.”
“Yeah, I guess,” I said and noted his gaze was back on my boobs again.
I was used to men looking at me but the way John was staring, it made me feel a bit uncomfortable.