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Authors name: T. Frottage (tfrottage@aol.com)
Story title : House Guest
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House Guest
by Thomas Frottage (tfrottage@aol.com)
I moved into my friend's apartment only two weeks into
my senior year of high school. Problems at home with
my mother, father and younger brother were simply too
much for me to handle. I was struggling to redeem
myself and get into something other than the local city
college. I knew I wasn't headed to Harvard or any-
thing, but some four-year institute of higher learning
had to see what a turn-around I made and let me in.
And if that didn't work, well, Martinez isn't such a
bad last name!
I had met Marissa when I was about twelve. She was
like a big sister to me; a big sister that I had an
enormous crush on. How could I not? She was like a
walking goddess. Her ample C-cups jetted out of tight
fitting sweaters that she seemed to always wear. And
those incredibly muscular and toned legs she beautiful-
ly covered with tight cotton/Lycra stretch pants did a
number on my eyes trying to see what if anything she
had underneath.
Marissa did little to help quash my crush. No matter
how old I was she always flirted with me, sometimes to
the point I wasn't sure it was just flirting. Needless
to say, I spent many lonely nights remembering her
flirting and those incredible tits as I pleasured my
adolescent self to gushing orgasms. So when she and
her boyfriend offered to let me use their extra room
until I finished school, I jumped at the chance. Not
only was I glad to get out of my bad household situa-
tion, but also I was sure at some point I'd be able to
sneak a peak at Marissa with nothing on. Maybe even
turn some of that flirting into action. I was almost
18 - stranger things had happened.
The first week in my new digs was a little bit of an
adjustment for me. It was very strange not to have
someone telling me how to do things all the time. As
much as I liked the new living arrangements I really
didn't spend that much time at home that first week.
As with anything new, I basically abused the fact I
didn't have to be home at any certain time. Besides
I was studying most of the time with a small study
group. Not to mention I desperately wanted to get in
the pants of one of my classmates.
One night when I came home late after studying I
noticed all the lights off in the house and assumed
Marissa and her boyfriend had already gone to bed. I
quietly let myself in and let my eyes adjust to the
darkness before I moved through the living room to my
room. I was feeling pretty horny (the girl I wanted
to fuck in my study group had been teasing me all
night) and I was looking forward to stroking my cock
for some relief.
As I moved toward my room I noticed Marissa's door
slightly ajar with a dull blue light flickering off
the white walls. Not wanting to be too much of a
voyeur I only stole a quick glance through the open
door not really expecting to see anything. I expected
that the two of them must've fallen asleep and left
the television on.
My eye caught a sudden movement from about the middle
of the bed. I froze in my tracks. Could this be what
I thought it was? A low throaty moan filled the silent
house and instantly I knew I was right. I instinctive-
ly moved forward toward the door hoping I could get an
unobstructed view of Marissa.
The light from the television was enough for me to see
that she was on top of her boyfriend riding him with
slow rhythmic hip motions. Her tan back arched as her
hands reached back behind her supporting herself on his
muscular thighs.
His cock jetted up into her as he tried to match her
hip motions. I had never actually seen someone having
sex live before. I'd seen lots of porno, but this was
absolutely amazing. I could hear her wetness as her
boyfriend's cock moved in and out of her. I could
smell the thick pungent aroma of her musk. The scent
was so alluring I actually felt my rock-hard cock
twitch every time I inhaled. It was going to be great
living here.
Marissa increased her hip motion and I could see her
boyfriends hard cock penetrate her deeper and deeper
as he raised his hips off the bed and started humping
forward with all his might. I could see Marissa's
tight ass bounce back against his hard thighs as his
assault continued. Her moans became louder and louder
and her breathing had suddenly become deeper and much
faster.
My cock strained painfully against the fabric of my
jeans begging for freedom. I didn't want to move from
my prime spot, but I had to get out of my clothes. I
was ten times hornier now than I was just five minutes
before. Stroking my cock was now no longer a simple
pleasure; it was a necessity.
Marissa's moans grew louder and louder and I could hear
the two of them slapping their tight bodies together as
she sped up and he obviously matched her speed. I could
hear his breathing getting louder and louder and I knew
he wasn't going to be able to handle it much longer. I
was surprised he had lasted as long as he had. I know
I would've shot off as soon as Marissa's top came off.
I quickly, but as quietly as I could, raced into my
room and stripped off my jeans and boxers. I could
feel the pre-cum wetting the side of my leg as my cock
rested against my thigh. I don't think I had ever had
so much pre-cum before. My cock was as hard as it had
ever been. The swollen purple head was glistening with
pre-cum and I was afraid if I touched it right now I
was going to explode. I could feel my balls tighten
up, cum boiling up ready to blast-off when I stroked
myself.
Marissa had moved forward now and was resting her tits
on her boyfriend's chest as her hips and ass bucked
wildly on his erection. I took up my position just
outside the door again and slowly pinched my pierced
nipple. I had found out by accident that I got really
turned on when I played with my nipple-ring while jerk-
ing off.
My gaze was glued on Marissa's soaked pussy stuffed
with hard cock. Her boyfriend had bent his knees and
was thrusting upward with his hips as Marissa was
bucking down. Even with the bad light from the TV I
could see droplets of moisture on Marissa's swollen
pussy lips as she enveloped her boyfriend. As she
moved upward I could see her pink lips stretched to
their limits and wrapped so tightly around his cock
that part of her seemed to be stuck to him. I couldn't
imagine how wonderful a feeling that must be. I had
had sex twice, but it was nothing like what I was
watching now.
My hand slowly wrapped around my swollen dick, I
couldn't take it any more. I was starting to feel
pain deep down in my balls that told me I needed to
cum. I started at the tip taking some of the pre-cum
and massaging it over the very swollen rim feeling a
sudden rush shoot through my entire body. I was
standing up and I swore my knees almost buckled. I
worked the head of my cock and the rim with pre-cum
for a few seconds as I watch Marissa begin to buck
harder and harder.
I knew she was going to explode at any minute. The
underside of my cock was really sensitive; I only
touched it once and knew if I did it again I was
finished. Consciously I avoided direct contact with
the most sensitive part of my erection and began
stroking my smooth shaft. God it felt good! Almost
as good as the first time I discovered what stroking
my cock could do.
I slowly rubbed up and down the length of my pre-cum-
lubricated rod stopping at the rim and returning down
to the base. I had to do it slowly as any speed
would've sent me over the edge. I wasn't ready to
shoot off just yet.
Marissa's head was now buried against her boyfriend's
shoulder. Her blond hair was hanging down over her
face and her hips moved at a top speed. Her powerful
ass was smacking so hard against her boyfriend that
it sounded like someone was getting slapped. The sound
was so erotic that I started stroking my cock faster
and faster. I had never heard anything like it before.
Suddenly I heard a loud crack and I saw her boyfriend
reach out and smack Marissa's hard ass with his hand.
He did it again and again while Marissa started bucking
wildly spasmodically on top of him. He sat bolt up
right and her low moans became so loud I was sure
people down the block could hear her.
"I'm cuming!" she shouted and arched her back pointing
her huge tits toward the ceiling. I was mesmerized as
her body convulsed on top of her boyfriend's cock and
without even knowing it I began stroking the underside
of my cock at warp speed. My knees buckled and I had
to hold my breath or I would've surely shouted out in
ecstasy as I exploded all over the rug. I shot out
like a cannon, hitting the floor about ten feet away.
My cock twitched and twitched as it pumped out more
cum then I thought I could hold. The feeling that
overcame me was so overwhelming I thought I might pass
out. I could feel my thighs screaming; my whole body
was one tense mass of muscles.
I steady myself against the wall peering back into the
room. I wasn't sure if they had heard me and frankly
at that point I didn't care. I had just experienced
the best orgasm of my young life. When I looked back
into the room I noticed that Marissa had slid off her
boyfriend's chest and was now bobbing her head up and
down on his huge erection.
I had not realized how big he actually was until I saw
his full length not buried inside Marissa. Her hand
worked up and down his shaft as her full lips concen-
trated on just the tip. I knew he must like that; his
head was thrown back against the pillow and it was
obvious he was about to explode. Marissa kept up her
pace and I could hear her powerful mouth sucking hard
on his wet cock. He was groaning and moaning loudly;
his body suddenly went as stiff as his cock and he
exploded with a loud grunt.
I expected Marissa to move off his erupting erection,
(the three girls who had blown me moved so fast I was
sure they had developed whiplash) but to my surprise
her head never moved and she never missed a beat. She
kept stroking his cock, milking all his cum from deep
inside his balls as she expertly sucked him all off.
She didn't let a drop go to waste.
I was fully aroused again, but didn't want to take a
chance on getting caught so I quickly crawled back to
my room to blow off another load. I was about to close
when I heard Marissa calling my name. Not sure if she
knew that I had just watch her in the most amazing
fuck-fest I had ever seen I decided to just stick my
head out from around the corner of the door. I
tentatively touched my cock as I looked at her.
"Next time why don't you come in and give us a hand.
I'd like to see your hard cock explode all over these."
She smiled an evil seductive smile and squeezed her
enormous jugs together, then disappeared back inside
her room. I came against the door jam without even
realizing I had started stroking my cock again. Was
she serious?
I knew living there was going to be great.
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