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I had been in love with her my whole life.
“Fuck. Fuck. Fuuuuck!”
I could hear her and the stud through the thin walls of our shared apartment.
“Fuck! Fuck, it’s too big. Hold on, lay on your back. I’m going to try to sit on it!”
I laid in my bed in nothing but my boxers. My noise-cancelling headphones were on but once my erection became undeniable, I changed strategies. I turned my headphones off and continued to listen to the rhythmic beats of my best friend bounce on a big dick. I grabbed my hard four-incher and stroked it with my thumb and forefinger. It was only like thirty seconds, and I was already close.
I reached over to grab some tissues. But there were none. I had run out of time and busted on my own stomach.
“Pathetic.” I whispered to myself.
How long had Sheila and her man been going at it? An hour now? And it sounded like there was no sign of slowing down.
I heard the spank of her ass and her soft resistance turned to louder cries of passion.
“FUUUCK!” She cried, “Go slow! My ex was a shrimp dick compared to you.”
I could not find anything to wipe myself with. I got up and went to my door. I cracked open a narrow viewport and saw the paper towels waiting for me on the kitchen counter.
I opened the door, and with cum dripping down my belly, I tiptoed over to the kitchen counter. I wiped my cum off of me. The noises coming from Sheila were even louder than when I was in my room. I saw that, in the throes of passion, they had left the door slightly ajar. I crept toward it, once again looking through. There she was, the most beautiful woman, one I had known all my life, bouncing on one of the biggest dicks I had seen outside of porn.
Since I left my room, she had gotten better adjusted to it. Getting into a fuller range of motion. She was no longer in pain, completely full with the cock as she screamed so loud, surely the whole apartment building could hear. My dick was already hard again. I closed the door gently and grabbed a glass of water.
After about ten minutes, Sheila had reached her final orgasm. I could hear murmurs as the two lovebirds exchanged soft-spoken words. Then, the door opened and the stud came out.
Muscular, chiseled, and without a shirt. He was slowly sliding his exposed weighty penis back into his jeans. What was sticking out, even though soft and shrunken, was bigger than I was hard.
“Woah!” He said, “Sorry dude. Didn’t mean to sneak attack ya. I’m Braden. What’s up?”
He stuck his fist up and I fist bumped him.
“She’s a total she-devil, huh?”
“So I hear.”
He chuckled, “Sorry about that. What about you? You ever…?”
He didn’t need to finish the sentence. I knew what he was going to say, “No. We’re just friends.”
“Ahh. She told me a little about you.” His cocky smile pissed me off. We stood in awkward silence before Sheila’s voice carried past the closed door.
“Bestiiiiie!”
“Sounds like you’re needed. See ya.”
Braden left through the front door. I opened the door. A wall of must and sex smells affronted my senses.
“Come in here.”
“You want me to get you anything before I do? Water?”
“Some water would be nice.”
I grabbed two cups and filled them up with water. I came into her room where she was lounging in her underwear. Her bed sheets were covering her legs but she was clearly cooling down. She was still covered head to toe in sweat.
“Come snuggle in the covers with me.”
I pulled the sheet and there was a big wet stain right on the bed. It took Sheila a little bit to notice what I was looking at.
“Hmm? Oh, the wet spot. Here, I’ll sit on it.”
“N-no! It’s totally okay. I don’t mind. Really.”
“Really? You don’t?” She batted her eyes at me.
“No. It’s no problem. See?”
I climbed in. Since I was in nothing but my boxers, I could feel the wetness of their juices on my legs. I could feel their combined sweat on my back.
“Woah.” She said, splaying her arm over me, “That was amazing, bestie! He was such a stud.”
“I, um, saw a little of his cock when he stepped outside. It was pretty big.”
“I know, right!? And he could last for so long! I thought I was going to get ripped in half! Ugh, it was so hot. At one point, I was like this…”
She rolled up and straddled me. Her pantied underwear resting on my groin, “And I just kept bouncing on it,” She started bouncing on me to show me, “But no matter how high I went, there was still more cock in me! It was fucking legendary!”
She slid off of me. I covered myself with the sheets so she wouldn’t see my growing erection. It was small enough that she wouldn’t be able to tell it was under the covers.
“Truthfully,” I started, clearing my throat, “I saw a little bit. Because I was out in the kitchen and you left the door open. It looked like you were… really enjoying yourself.”
Her mouth dropped open, “You pervert!” She slapped my chest, “You deserve the wet spot.”
She giggled, “I’m just kidding, bestie. I know you’re not like that.”
She leaned in and gave me an incredibly sloppy kiss on my cheek. Then she grabbed a crumpled tissue from her nightstand and wiped my cheek, “Whoops. Sorry, that was *my* gift. Not yours.”
“Are you going to see him again?” I asked.
“Uhh, duh! You know how hard it is to find a dick like that!? And on such a gorgeous body too! I’m hitting him up tomorrow. God, actually, maybe I’ll wait a day. My jaw is like… so sore.”
“Y-you… you sucked his dick?”
“Hm-mhm.”
“I thought you didn’t like giving blowjobs. You said with your ex…”
“Oooh, yeah. No, I didn’t like giving Mark blowjobs because he had such a tiny dick. Made it feel wrong. Like I was a pedo or something. But there’s something about seeing a real man’s dick that makes you feel… like a woman. God… I need to call him again.”
She wrapped her arms around me and placed her head on my chest, “I think this could be the one, bestie.”
“N-nice.” I said.
“Yeah,” Sheila said, closing her eyes.
“W-what did his cum taste like?”
She opened her eyes and came awake again. She stared at me, smiling. Then she took her finger and rubbed it on the inside of her cheek. She held it out in front of me, “Why don’t you try for yourself?”
I looked at her finger. There was a little stream falling off of it. A pearlescent white that no doubt came from the stud. The truth was… I did not care about the cum. I only cared that the finger had been in her mouth and she was giving me the opportunity. I reached over and placed her whole finger in my mouth, sucking on it. It tasted salty, and bitter.
“OMG, Bestie! What a menace! I always thought you might be a little fruity. Honestly, that might be why you’ve had no luck with girls. If you want, I could set you up with some guys.”
I let out a nervous laugh, “No. You know I’m into girls… I was just curious was all.”
“Riiight,” She said as she settled back in, placing her head back on my chest, “But, honestly, I really appreciate these little girl talks.”
“I do too… bestie.” I said, trying to ignore that, with her head now on my chest, she would notice if I tried to touch my rock hard erection.
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