I live in an old two-story apartment building built around the turn of the century. The building itself is brick and mortar; it's a beautiful old building. The apartments themselves are wonderful: high ceilings, crown moldings and rich hardwood floors. Every apartment has a large sun-room with windows from floor to ceiling on every exposed wall. Every room has a radiator; the building was built before central heat or air and the landlord never bothered to update the apartments. In the basement was a large boiler that served to heat everyone's home.
My apartment was on the second floor. I'd been living there for two years when David and Eden moved in. They were newlyweds and Eden was just completing pharmacy school. We were on friendly terms but never made time to do things together. We said hello when we saw each other and they invited me to a couple parties, but that was about it.
That is, until they had lived below me for about a year and a half.
It was a Friday night and I was sitting at home alone. I'd recently broken up with my girlfriend, Heather, and really wasn't in the mood to hit the bars or anything like that. I was sitting down in front of the TV watching a program I don't remember at this point when there was a knock on my door. I answered it to find Dave and Eden standing in the hall.
They said that they were walking down to the Points for a couple of drinks and asked if I wanted to go with them. At first I refused, but they sweet-talked me into it. Fifteen minutes later we were at a club with beers in our hands and having a good time.
We were getting pretty plastered together and I was certainly getting more and more relaxed as the night wore on. Eden asked me to dance, and I took to the floor with her. She put her arms around me and when the slow song came on, held me close to her, her lips almost touching my neck. The press of her body against mine was intoxicating, and when we finally left the dance floor, I felt more drunk from her presence than from the beer.
Dave and I sat at a table and Eden excused herself to go to the bathroom. Dave watched her weave her way through the din and the dark to the back of the club. The waitress brought us more drinks and Dave stared at me intently.
"Jeff," he said. "Do you like Eden?"
I wasn't exactly sure what he meant. "What do you mean, do I like her? Of course I like her."
Dave tried again: "Listen, I don't want to be too forward. But I've got a favor to ask of you. If you don't like it, just say so."
"OK," I said.
"Well, it's always been a fantasy of mine to watch Eden have sex with another man," he said. He was fidgeting with his coaster, clearly nervous. "And Eden likes you," he continued. "And:"
I interrupted him: "Dave, let me get you straight. Are you seriously asking me to have sex with your wife?"
He looked me in the eyes and grinned. "Well, when you put it like that, yes."
Eden came back from the bathroom, sliding into the booth next to me. Her body was warm and inviting. I looked at her, imagining her naked, imagining her going down on me, imagining plunging my hard cock into her. I looked back at Dave. "OK," I said.
We went back to our apartment building. Dave invited me into their apartment on the pretense of having a nightcap. He put on music and then disappeared into the kitchen to "fix drinks." Eden and I sat next to each other on the couch.
We looked at each other and then melted into each other's body. Our hands, mouths, tongues and fingers were everywhere. I barely remember unbuttoning the buttons of her blouse, unclasping her bra and taking her full breasts into my hands. In a daze I felt her hands fumbling at my belt, straining to release my hard cock. My hands slipped under her skirt, pushed away her underwear and plunged into her warm and wet depths. In the back of my mind I knew that Dave had to be watching. Somewhere he had his dick in his hand and was jerking himself off. I didn't care. The woman next to me was warm and enticing and willing. My hands were all over her, exploring every inch of her body.
I bent my head forward, taking on of her hard nipples into my mouth. I bit and sucked gently as my hand caressed her cunt. I slid a finger along the cleft of her sex, sliding the tip inside of her and pushing against her clit with the base. She moaned at my touch, spreading her legs apart to pull my finger more deeply inside her.
She reached over and, with considerable effort, managed to undo my belt and pants. I took my hand from her pussy and, raising my hips off the sofa, slid my jeans and boxers off. My cock was hard and erect, standing proudly away from my body. Somewhere Dave was watching. Eden lowered her head to my cock and took me into her mouth. I groaned loudly as the tip of my cock entered her hot wet mouth. She was warm and good: her tongue fluttered softly around the head of my dick. One hand she wrapped around my length, slowly pumping my cock into her mouth. The other hand she used to cup my balls, gently rolling and massaging them.
I felt my orgasm approaching and gently pushed her away. I wanted more of her. I got up off the couch and knelt on the floor in front of her, pushing her skirt up to her hips. At some point, her underwear had been removed. I didn't remember when and didn't particularly care. I knelt down and, with the vague knowledge that I was being watched, pulled the lips of Eden's pussy apart with my hands. They were pink and glistening with her arousal. I lowered my mouth onto her nether lips, licking up and down their length. Concentrating on the entrance of her pussy and her little clitoris, she raised her hips, rotating them against my face. Her hands ran through my hair as I ate her. Her moaning became more insistent, more needing. I pushed a finger inside of her and began stroking the inner wall of her cunt; she came loudly and forcefully.
I knelt back, moving away from her outstretched legs. Her pussy remained open for the briefest moment after I withdrew my finger. Quickly, in a hoarse whisper, Eden said: "There's a condom in my purse." She was almost growling at me. "Put it on," she said.
I looked on the floor for her purse and found it. I opened it and grabbed the condom. I put it on and positioned myself between her legs. Somewhere Dave was watching and I honestly hoped that he was enjoying himself. I knew that I certainly was!
Eden moaned again, wanting me inside her. I took my cock in my hand and rubbed it up and down her moist slit. Then, slowly, I pressed the full length of my cock into her.
Eden reached around to grab me by the hips. As I fully penetrated her, she clasped them, clutching my body to hers. When I was fully inside, we lay still for a moment, enjoying the sensation. Then I took her legs and put them above my shoulders. I started to thrust in and out slowly, enjoying the feeling of every inch of my hard cock disappearing and reappearing from Eden's tight hole. In the back of my mind I wanted Dave to be enjoying himself, to watch and love it as I slowly fucked his wife.
I couldn't keep the slow rhythm for long, and Eden didn't want me to. She held my body by my hips and repeatedly pulled me into her. Every time I moved away and out of her cunt, she would pull me back into her with more force than the previous thrust. Every time I plunged into her she grunted and moaned. With her cunt pulling on my cock and her hands pulling my hips, our pace quickly increased until I was pounding into her with wild abandon. I felt the tell-tale signs and knew that I was going to come, and I wanted Dave to see it, I wanted him to see me come. Just as my orgasm hit, I pulled out of Eden and ripped off the condom. I took my cock into my hands and jerked it only a few times before I started coming. My warm white cream shot, jet after jet, from the tip of my dick all over Eden's thighs, stomach and pussy.
I collapsed on the couch next to Eden. Both of us were breathing hard, panting in our own orgasms. We sat there for a moment before Dave walked into the room with two glasses of water. From the grin on his face, I could tell he wasn't disappointed.