I was sitting on my favorite spot at the rooftop, feeling the cool breeze blowing through my hair. I had just moved into this apartment and it was my first time experiencing the beautiful city view from this height. It felt like a new beginning for me, and I couldn’t be more excited about it.
My name is Clara, and I had recently started dating Mark, the guy who lived on the ground floor of this building. We met through his best friend, Jake, whom I knew from college. They had been friends since they were kids, so when I began seeing Mark, I naturally became close to Jake as well.
One day, after a long night of partying at the club, I came home and found Jake waiting for me in the lobby. He said Mark had called him earlier, asking if he could stay over at his place that night, and they were going to hang out together. I didn’t think anything of it, and so I went up to my apartment alone.
Later that night, as I lay in bed trying to fall asleep, I suddenly heard footsteps coming from the stairwell outside my door. It sounded like someone was carrying something heavy, which was odd because our building had an elevator.
Curious, I tiptoed over to the peephole and peered through it just as the footsteps stopped right in front of my door. To my surprise, it was Jake! He must’ve taken the stairs instead of the elevator, probably trying to be quiet so he wouldn’t wake me up.
I quickly stepped back from the door, not wanting him to think I was spying on him or anything. But then I remembered that Mark had told me earlier that they were going to spend the night together. Wasn’t Jake supposed to be with him?
Before I could figure out what was going on, there was a soft knock at my door. My heart started racing as I hesitated for a moment before finally opening it up. There stood Jake, holding a six-pack of beer and a pizza box. He smiled at me and said, “Hey Clara, hope you don’t mind if I crash here tonight. Mark is snoring so loud I cannot even think, let alone sleep.”
I nodded and let him in, feeling both excited and nervous about having him in my apartment all by ourselves. We sat down on the couch and started chatting while we ate pizza and drank beer. As we got more comfortable with each other, our conversation began to take a flirtatious turn.
At one point, he reached over and brushed some crumbs off my shirt, accidentally grazing my breast in the process. My body tensed up at his touch, but instead of pulling away, I found myself leaning into it ever so slightly. He noticed this change in my reaction and grinned playfully, running his fingers through my hair as he continued talking to me.
As the night went on, we started getting closer and closer to each other, our bodies touching more frequently and intensely with every passing minute. The tension between us was palpable, and I knew that something was going to happen between us tonight – whether either of us wanted it to or not.
Finally, as the clock struck midnight, Jake leaned in for a kiss. My heart pounded in my chest as our lips met, but it felt so good that I couldn’t resist giving myself over to him completely. He pulled me onto his lap, running his hands up and down my back as he deepened the kiss, exploring every inch of my mouth with his tongue.
I moaned softly into his mouth, feeling a familiar warmth spreading through my body at his touch. He slid one hand under my shirt, caressing my bare skin with his fingers while the other slid behind, tracing the curve of my ass cheek. I ground myself against him, feeling his erection growing harder beneath me as I did so.
He broke off the kiss long enough to pull off my shirt, exposing my black lace bra underneath. He wasted no time in unhooking it, revealing my full breasts to his eager gaze. He cupped them in his hands, teasing my nipples with his thumbs until they were hard and aching for more attention.
His lips found their way back to mine as he continued exploring my body, running his hands over every curve and contour. I felt him tugging at the waistband of my jeans, unbuttoning them and sliding them down over my hips. He pulled them off completely, leaving me lying there on his lap in nothing but my panties and bra.
He slid his hands underneath the fabric, rubbing my pussy through the thin material until I was begging him to take it off. He complied, slipping two fingers inside me while continuing to kiss me passionately. His fingers moved in slow, deliberate circles, driving me wild with lust as they brought me closer and closer to orgasm.
When he finally decided I’d had enough foreplay, he pulled his fingers out of my pussy and began unzipping his own pants. His cock sprang free, hard and erect as it slapped against his stomach. I reached down between us, wrapping my hand around its length and stroking him slowly.
He groaned into my mouth as I continued touching him, moving faster and harder until he was thrusting wildly into my fist. He was close now – so very close – but he wasn’t done with me yet.
He pulled away from our kiss long enough to tell me what he wanted next: “I want you on your knees.”
Without hesitation, I did as he asked, sinking down onto the floor in front of him while he stood over me. He grabbed hold of my head, guiding it towards his cock until it was just inches away from my face.
“Put it in your mouth,” he growled, and before I could react, he was shoving himself inside me, filling my mouth with his thickness as he began fucking my face relentlessly.
I gagged and choked on his cock, struggling to take him all in while he held me firmly by the hair. His hips moved faster and harder with each thrust, slamming into the back of my throat.
But then, just when I thought I couldn’t take it anymore, he pulled out suddenly, leaving me gasping for breath on the floor below him. He looked down at me and grinned wickedly before saying, “Now it’s your turn.”
He reached down and grabbed hold of my arms, pulling me back up onto the couch beside him. He pushed me back against the cushions, spreading my legs wide open as he positioned himself between them.
He slid one hand under my ass, lifting me slightly off the couch while he used his other hand to guide his cock towards my entrance. He pressed against it gently at first, then harder and more insistently until finally, with a single sharp thrust, he was inside me completely.
I screamed out in pleasure as he began pumping in and out of me, slamming into my body with such force that I could feel every inch of him deep inside me. My pussy clenched around his cock tightly, trying desperately to keep him from pulling out again as he continued to fuck me harder and faster than ever before.
He leaned down over me, kissing me deeply while his hands moved all over my body – cupping my breasts, running through my hair, slapping my ass cheeks until they were stinging with pleasure. He was relentless in his pursuit of my orgasm, pushing me closer and closer to the edge with every thrust.
Finally, just when I thought I couldn’t take it anymore, I felt the familiar warmth spreading through my body as my pussy began to spasm wildly around his cock. He groaned loudly into my mouth, pumping even harder into me as he chased after his own release.
In that moment, everything seemed to blur together – time itself slowing down as we both lost ourselves in the sheer intensity of our pleasure. And then, just when I thought it couldn’t possibly get any better than this…
He pulled out suddenly, leaving me lying there on the couch with my legs spread wide apart and my pussy throbbing wildly around nothing but air. He looked down at me and grinned wickedly before saying, “Now that was fun. But you know what else is fun?”
Before I could even react to his words, he had grabbed hold of my arms again, pulling me back off the couch and onto the floor below him. He spun me around so that I was facing away from him, then grabbed hold of my hips and yanked me backward until I was lying flat on my stomach with my ass up in the air.
I couldn’t believe what was happening – how could Jake be doing this to me after all these years? And yet, as much as I tried to resist him, I found myself giving in more and more with each passing moment. It felt so wrong… but oh, God, did it also feel so very right.
He positioned himself behind me now, running his hands over my ass cheeks while he spread them wide apart. He leaned down over me, kissing the back of my neck gently as he began sliding his cock across my pussy lips from behind.
I moaned loudly into the pillow beneath me, arching my back up off the floor in an attempt to get even closer to him. He laughed softly at my desperation, then grabbed hold of my hair and yanked my head backward so that I was staring straight up at the ceiling above us.
“Look at me,” he growled, and when I did, his eyes were filled with a wild, almost feral hunger that sent chills down my spine. “You want this cock inside you again?”
I nodded eagerly, unable to form words as I continued to stare deeply into those cruel, calculating eyes. He smiled wickedly before sliding one hand between my legs from behind, rubbing my clit gently while he continued to tease me with the head of his cock.
“Beg for it,” he demanded, and although every instinct within me screamed against doing so, I found myself complying without hesitation. “Please! Fuck me again!”
He laughed softly at my desperation once more before finally giving in – shoving himself inside me hard enough to make me scream out in pleasure as he began pumping in and out of me from behind.
As he continued to thrust into me from behind, I could feel my orgasm building deep within me – a slow, steady pressure that grew more intense with each passing second. My entire body trembled beneath him as I struggled not to let go too soon, but the sensation was simply too much for me to bear any longer.
With a final, powerful thrust, Jake pushed himself all the way inside me one last time before holding still as he felt my pussy clench tightly around his cock in the throes of my orgasm. He let out a low, deep groan of satisfaction as I screamed out in pleasure, my nails digging into the carpet beneath us as I tried to hold on tight enough not to be thrown off balance by the force of my release.
As I came down from the high of my orgasm, Jake slowly began to pull himself out of me – leaving a trail of his cum behind him that dripped down between my legs and onto the floor beneath us. He then reached down and grabbed hold of my hair once more, pulling me up off the floor so that he could kiss me deeply as we lay there together, catching our breaths in the aftermath of what had just transpired between us.
“That was fucking amazing,” I panted against his lips, still trembling from head to toe with the lingering effects of my orgasm. “I can’t believe how good you make me feel.”
“Oh trust me, Clara,” he replied with a wicked grin, running his fingers through my hair gently as we lay there together on the floor. “You haven’t seen anything yet.”
And as I looked into those cruel, calculating eyes once more, I knew deep down inside that he was right – this wouldn’t be our last time together, not by a long shot.
