Chapter 68: CREEP

Something in my chest pulled tight. I let her legs slide down from my shoulders, leaned forward, and sank into her open arms. She wrapped them around my back immediately, holding me close while I kept moving inside her. The new position pressed us together completely, chest to chest, her soft stomach against mine, her breath warm against the side of my neck. I buried my face in her hair and fucked her in shorter, deeper thrusts, arms braced on either side of her head.

Sarah’s lips brushed my ear.

"I can feel you’re about to cum," she whispered. "Your dick is twitching like crazy inside me. Every time you push in it jumps. You’re so close, aren’t you?"

I couldn’t even form an answer. A rough sound left my throat instead. She was right, I was right on the edge, the condom already feeling tighter as more precum leaked into the tip. Her voice stayed low and intimate against my ear while I kept thrusting.

"It’s okay," she murmured. "I want to feel it. Let go. Fill the condom for me. I want to feel you pulsing."

That finished me.

I drove in hard one last time and came with a broken groan, forehead pressed to the mattress beside her head. The first pulse was so strong I felt the condom stretch around it. Rope after thick rope emptied into the latex while her pussy kept fluttering and squeezing, milking every spurt out of me. Sarah moaned softly at the feeling, arms tightening around my back, holding me through it as my hips jerked helplessly against hers.

It went on longer than I expected. Heavy, pulsing waves that left me shaking. I kept thrusting weakly through the last of it, chasing every drop, until finally the intensity faded into oversensitive aftershocks. My cock gave one final, hard twitch inside her and then stayed buried, still semi-hard, the condom heavy and warm at the tip.

I stayed like that for a few seconds, breathing hard against her neck, her arms still loosely around me. Then I carefully pulled back.

My cock slipped free with a wet sound. The condom was stretched and sagging, the reservoir tip completely filled with thick white cum. A little had even forced its way up along the shaft from how hard I’d finished. I pinched the base carefully, rolled it off, tied a quick knot, and tossed it onto the floor beside the bed.

Sarah lay there looking up at me, still flushed, still breathing unevenly, the sheer babydoll twisted uselessly under her breasts. Her legs were open, pussy glistening, a small wet spot darkening the sheets beneath her. She watched me dispose of the condom with an expression that was equal parts satisfied and a little shy.

I sat back on my heels between her thighs for a moment, just looking at her, the residual pulses of the orgasm still flickering through me.

The room smelled like sex and her skin and the faint latex of the used condom on the floor.

Sarah reached up and brushed her fingers lightly down my forearm.

Neither of us spoke right away.

There wasn’t much that needed saying.

I got up, dropped to the floor, and dug another condom out of my pants pocket. My cock was already twitching again, still shiny and sensitive from the last round.

"There’s still hours before Hubert is due back." I panted.

"Y-yeah..."

I looked at Sarah and smiled. "Believe me, when I’m with you, I could go for hours."

"Oh..."

She scoffed, a shy little sound, but the flush on her cheeks said she liked hearing it. Then she shifted on the bed, turned around, and got onto her hands and knees near the edge. The babydoll hung uselessly from her. She glanced back over her shoulder and gave her ass a slow, deliberate shake.

"Good," she said quietly. "Because I need to remember I’m still a woman."

My cock went so hard it almost hurt.

I rolled the new condom on fast, stepped up behind her, and lined myself up. One push and I sank into her heat again. The sound that left me was pure relief.

"Ooh... fuck..."

I gripped both soft cheeks, squeezed hard, and started driving into her. The angle was perfect, deep, steady strokes that made her ass ripple every time my hips met hers. Sarah dropped to her forearms and pushed back to meet me, the wet sound of it filling the room all over again.

I kept the pace firm but controlled, watching myself disappear between her cheeks over and over.

"I kinda want to slap your ass," I said after a while, still thrusting.

Sarah let out a breathless little chuckle. "I’m too old for that now, cowboy."

I grinned and squeezed harder instead. "Well... you didn’t say no straight away. So there’s a chance."

She didn’t argue. Just moaned and pushed back harder.

I fucked her deeper after that, hands locked on her hips, pulling her onto every stroke. The bed creaked. Her soft thighs trembled. I could feel her starting to tighten again, those little fluttering squeezes that meant she was climbing fast. I reached around and found her clit with two fingers, rubbing in time with my thrusts.

"That’s it," I muttered. "Let me feel you cum again. You’re gripping me so hard already. This pussy doesn’t want to let go."

Sarah’s answer was a high, broken moan. Her arms gave out a little and she pressed her face into the sheets, ass still raised for me. I kept the same relentless rhythm, fingers working her clit, cock driving deep.

She came with a muffled cry, whole body shaking, pussy clamping down in hard pulses around me. The squeeze was almost enough to finish me too, I was still sensitive from the last orgasm and the way she milked me made my vision blur for a second. I grit my teeth and forced myself to keep moving through it, dragging her climax out as long as I could.

I was right there myself, heat coiling tight and dangerous... then someone knocked on the front door.

We both froze.

"Oh shit..." Sarah whispered, still breathless. "Who...?"

I pulled out immediately, already moving. I crossed to the bedroom window and checked the street below.

"Hubert’s car isn’t there," I told her quickly. "It’s not him."

She scrambled off the bed, yanked on the first clothes she could find, the gray shorts and the thin tank top from earlier, and hurried to the front door. I followed naked, staying out of the peephole’s line of sight. Sarah put her eye to it, then stiffened.

"Karim?" she called through the door, not opening it. "What happened?"

His voice came back lazy and amused. "Hey. I noticed you’re all moaning up there... but your husband’s gone, Sarah."

Her face went pale. "W-what?"

"Paper-thin walls, remember? If you’re desperate for some real dick and not just your fingers or a dildo, you can always ask me."

"H-how dare you!"

Karim laughed on the other side. "Open the door, come on. I’ll rearrange your guts properly. Make you forget Hubert even exists."

I stood a few steps behind her, completely still, cock still hard and condom still on, fury rising so fast it made my hands curl into fists. I forced myself to stay quiet. Stay out of sight. One wrong sound and this turned into something much uglier.

Sarah’s shoulders were rigid. She kept one hand flat on the door like she needed the barrier.

Karim was still talking, still laughing, completely unaware that I was standing three feet away from her, listening to every word.

"Alright, well... I’m downstairs if you need me. But I’ll be sure to jerk off to the moaning if you keep going."

"CREEP!"

Footsteps retreated down the hall. A moment later his door closed downstairs.

I stood there naked, still half-hard, and slowly closed my hand into a fist.

"That bastard," I muttered. "That fucking..."

"Just forget about him," Sarah said quietly.

"Oh, I won’t." I walked toward her. "I’ll..."

"Just... no." She exhaled hard. "I’ll talk to Hubert about him."

I stopped, forced my shoulders to drop, and nodded. "Okay." I slapped my hands lightly against my sides. "I, uh... I think I should go."

"I’m sorry," she said. "That was... unexpected."

"Don’t be." I peeled the condom off and tied it. "This wasn’t your fault."

She nodded, still looking shaken. "I’ll leave first. Make sure no one’s outside, especially that creep. Then you come out, okay?"

"Yeah."

"Mm."

Fucking Karim. Cockblocked out of nowhere and had the balls to talk to her like that through the door. How did he think she wouldn’t tell Hubert? Unless... Hubert and Karim never seemed to clash. Not even once. Maybe they were closer than they looked. Or maybe there was something else going on.

Either way, the afternoon was ruined.

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Sexual Encounter Completed

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REWARD(S): 480 EXP (+50)

CASHBACK: 96 SIN POINTS

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