condo – Phantacee

‘Oh my god! You’re NatSins? No one else here knows!’

‘Shhh! They only know I’m a reader of your blog.’

The group dispersed after the BBQ I organised for a meet-and-greet, the last two guys leaving after Natalie shooed them away. We tided the place up and washed whatever needed before resting on a bench, under the shelter overgrown with crawling plants. The few sticks of satay and hot dogs were finished quickly and we were left with a quarter bottle of Jack Daniel’s, sponsored by one of the participants.

‘So do you know the girls that came tonight?’

‘Nope. I thought they were friends of the guys or something. I’m just glad I ordered enough food.’

‘Haha. Thought you have a lot of flings since you write that much.’

‘Nah.’

We sipped the cocktail from plastic cups and she dropped a hand over my lap, squeezing and rubbing me with an obvious hint about an idea. I chose this particular corner in my condo because it was dark enough, for those who were planning to get drunk and still appear presentable. Since it was a public place with that big a gathering, I didn’t really thought about having any fun here.

Nat, on the other hand, was different in terms of her open sexuality. It didn’t take her long to unzip my shorts and fondle that neglected rod, probably grilled by the long-term close proximity to the charcoals. The short tennis skirt she wore rose to her hips easily, and my fingers were busy rubbing her out in the similar g-strings she sold through her blog.

As the lights went out at eleven, she got brave enough to straddle on top of me and spent some time to cap me on, placing safety above lust when the time came. When she started riding me, I was astonished by her graceful hips movements that was stroking me on all the right spots.

The ‘belly dance’ really made me groaned so daintily that I was soon bewitched under her control. She knew how to moan and it did caused me to grow bigger, a sign only she could confirm. The slender waist, twerking on my groin, could never be forgotten no matter how drunk I was.

‘Let’s try doggy here. I’ve never done it on a bench.’

She stood up in the middle of my enjoyment and stood over the wooden plank, supporting herself on her elbows resting parallel to the ground. I kneeled on the narrow width and slid right into her pussy, meeting the vicious back-thrusts I recalled watching on her site before. There was no way I could break free from her when she bumped me back and forth, drilling my cock balls-deep into her.

The moans coming from her got stronger in the whispers, and I was completely dazzled by her strong hips movements. She was slowly getting tighter on my dick and I was sure she kept me at a near-cum state given how skilled she was.

‘I can’t take it anymore.. gonna.. cum..!’

Her ass slammed on my groin flat and it set off my bomb as well, purging my load into the rubber that filled up with heat quickly. Her back was bending up and down to the orgasm and I just kept pumping to every squeeze of her vagina.

We spent a good minute in that pose before I pulled out of her, and she climbed back over the seat to readjust her skirt. The kind lady helped with the ballooned condom and dumped it in the bin, while I dried the joystick before clothing it.

‘You can tell everyone you fucked NatalieSins now. They’re too late.’

And that’s why I wrote this for her. ;)

Claudia: ‘Dear, I’m going to walk my friend out of the condo. And chat up with him too.’
Husband: ‘Sure. Go ahead. See you soon man!’

One of my best friend at the first job I had, we were actually close on the spiritual level, talking about life and deep stuff while we worked together. Now that she is married to her dream guy, a rich and smart guy, their luxurious house did not disappoint me at all. According to her, I was the one who pulled her together during the most complacent time of her life, pushing her to strive for more. Granting me with the honour to privately dine with her husband and her as part of the house warming, I could tell he was thankful I had been part of her life.

Claudia: ‘Want to take the stairs? It’s only four stories.’
Me: ‘Sure.’

We pushed the heavy wooden door into a vacant stairwell, filled with a stale scent of concrete. Well, there was completely no airflow at all. I took the first step down and saw that she wasn’t following, standing on level ground right after entering the door.

Me: ‘Changed your mind?’
Claudia: ‘No. Something else. Come up first.’

I curiously walked back to her and she lifted my forearms to her waist, planting her lips harshly onto mine. Her hands were quick to slip under my shirt and easily went into my shorts, digging right to my underwear and handling my cock delicately.

Me (whispering): ‘Hey hey.. You just got married man.’
Claudia (whispering): ‘That’s why I am doing the one thing I wanted to do before my future is set.’
Me: ‘Please.. ‘

The lavender scent from her was mesmerising and my cock was long erected to her fondling hands. As we made out, I casually raised her shirt above her chest, to feel a pair of unprotected boobs firm and perky in my palms. Her finger on my lips forbidden me to say or do anything, while she went down on her knees before me, licking the sides of my shaft with vigour.

Claudia: ‘Mmm.. yummy.. ‘

I mind instantly went blank when I entered her saliva-filled jaws, lips focused on teasing the ring under the ‘hood’. Not before long, I was groaning my lungs out as she sucked me dry (or wet), swirling around my tip with that nimble tongue.

I could bear no more pleasure and I picked her up, pinning her against the wall and taking her nipple into my hungry mouth. Nibbling and grinding my teeth on them, her hand never stopped stroking my cock despite my bent back, headed for the edge together just like how we argued our own beliefs in the past. Same act, different perspective, but a satisfying competition, except this time, it was orgasms we were exchanging.

When she finally took a step away from me, she was still wearing her shorts. But a minute later, she had removed it and let her tight, long shirt cover part of her ass. The moment she bent over the concrete parapet of the stairs, her pussy appeared from between her ass cheeks, as if hurrying me to plug her hole.

Me (whispering): ‘Raw?’
Claudia: ‘He’s the only guy I fucked, and I am on the pill. I trust you.’

Walking up to her standing doggie pose, I spread my legs to get on the same playing field, before sticking my rod into her. Our lips went back to mixing salivas as my hips worked hard, thrusting deeply in a rhythmic tempo.

Claudia (panting): ‘Ahh.. (catching her breath) I’m cumming! Arghh!’

I sank my cock deep into her and held my position, embracing the closure of her vaginal walls around my shaft. Her cervix blocked any blood escaping my rod and made me swell even more, my mind experiencing all of that in real time.

Claudia: ‘Keep going.. ‘

I dragged her two feet away from the parapet and she held onto the edge, while I increased my speed and depth, hitting her sensitive spots repeatedly. As my own climax approached, her muscles were growing stiff and I could no longer pull her body against mine.

Me (panting): ‘You alright?’
Claudia (panting): ‘Yeah. Let’s try something exciting this time.’

She stood upright and let my cock slip out of her, turned to me and did a little hop to kola bearhug me. I quickly changed my hands to hold onto the wall behind her as she adjusted her height, still sitting comfortably over my dick.

Claudia: ‘Don’t throw me over the edge k?’
Me: ‘This is actually quite dangerous.’
Claudia: ‘No support behind me huh?’

A little half-squat mounted her on my thighs and I bounced her up and down, shoving my cock way deep into her tight pussy. She was moaning wilder than before, probably affected by the ‘nothing’ behind. Gradually, my cock suffocated from the shrinking meat wrap and I was moving even faster.

Me (groaning): ‘Claudia.. ‘
Claudia (smiling): ‘Keep going baby.. ‘

My legs finally gave up and she took over the chore, rocking up and down until I went on my knees to put her against the wall. She remained in the air as I came with all my might, draining all of my energy I recovered from dinner.

The dismount was an awkward one, but nonetheless a relief for my legs. I flipped myself around to lean against the wall, panting out of my lazy body which had not gotten any exercises in a long time. As for Claudia, she insisted on making me stand and went down on me again.

This time, she reversed the back flow of blood by sucking even harder, and driving me crazy with the heightened sensitivity. Given there was no space to back off, my dick went from high, to numb, and back to normal in the three minutes she blew.

I could only hold her long hair away from her face as she brought me to another climax, emptying me into her mouth for the second round. She stood up and swallowed it with her mouth wide open, giving me another surprise for that night. After wiping her mouth with the back of her hand, she pulled me in again, for a final peck.

Holding me by my hand, we went out the door and were in time to see her husband taking out the trash, in our perspiring state.

Husband: ‘So you told him?’
Claudia: ‘I showed him.’

He gave me a wink and Claudia dragged me into the card access lift.

Claudia: ‘You are the one person I cannot thank enough for what you did. And he is cool about you doing me too.. that’s why.’
Me: ‘I thought I was going to keep that secret for the rest of my life.’
Claudia: ‘Only from your future wife. But anytime you want to fuck, you can come find me.’

I had no idea how opened minded he was, or how she convinced him to let me have sex with her. We continued to meet after that night, and he was absolutely cool about us having sex, just never in their place. A reasonable request I must say.