Crashing the couch of my neighbor was not my plan, but I decided to take her offer just to avoid my father's rant. I got into a fight, I was all bruised and a little swollen from the punches, and lucky me, Grace, my neighbor was there to give me a hand. The only problem was that she was hosting her daughter's best friend in the house, and I hated her to my guts. She was the typical L.A. bratty bitch that a country boy like me could never understand, she is very shallow, but staring at the ceiling I couldn't stop thinking of her beautiful hazel eyes. She did have beautiful eyes. Then, I began to think of Megan, her lips that had me enchanted while I was almost passed out in the back of the truck, and her bright eyes. The truth is that Megan was a beautiful girl, there was no doubt about that, but fuck! She can be quite a bitch when she wants to which is 24/7.
If only she wasn't as annoying as she is, maybe... maybe what? I would fuck her? Not even an L.A. rich asshole would stand sticking his dick in her and hearing all that Facebook bullshit, the girl is fucking annoying. "Dude, you are ruining your night thinking of her," I said to myself.
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Suddenly I felt an urge need to go pee. Fuck! This is going to hurt, I sat up slowly, trying not to feel the frigging pain in my head or ribs, and began to walk down the hallway, the bathroom door was next to the guest's room.
I limped my way there, but then, something caught my attention. Right when I was about to grab the knob of the bathroom door, I noticed the guest room's door was slightly open. The warm light leaked through the gap in the door. I knew Megan was there, and having Grace's voice repeating in my head over and over again that I should say I'm sorry, I kind of felt like I had to apologize for bleeding on her clothes, or at least let Megan know I would fix her coat or take it to the dry cleaner, just whatever I could do to ease the mood between us.
I slowly stepped forward, towards her door. I wanted to knock first before peeking inside, but my eyes couldn't resist, I guess is a natural reflex. My eyes widened, and my face burned with heat when I saw her, she wasn't doing anything wrong, she was looking for her pajama in her luggage, bent over it, with her butt pointing at the door. But what had my mind going crazy was the fact that she was only wearing a tiny pantie that had a side tucked between her buttocks.
Just that. Nothing else. Fuck me! I thought when suddenly she stood up and turned around, no bra, just her naked breast bouncing a little. My mouth watered at the sight of her pink nipples, pointy and hard from the cold air, I instantly felt my cock hardening inside my jeans. Megan truly had a killer body, I mean, she looked like a goddess! She was fit, her arms and shoulders were thin but muscled, her breasts made me swallowed hard a couple of times as I watched them, they seemed to fit perfectly in my hand, not to say my mouth; her skin looked incredibly soft, golden, just like damn honey pouring down a tree, ready to be licked by me, the hungry bear.
I knew this was wrong, I hated Megan with all my guts, but I can't deny she was damn hot. Her hair was tied up in a bun and her little curves looked fucking delicious. As I watched her walking slowly around the room, my hand stopped at the hard bulge on my jeans, I couldn't help but rub it just a bit, to ease the tension from the blood pumping towards the head.
Megan sat down on her bed, her perky and juicy tits pointed at me and then, she began to apply cream on her chest. Holy shit! I thought, my cock was about to explode, I wanted to be her hands sliding over her torso. The way Megan rubbed and caressed her tits had me drooling, I began to imagine her staring at me at some point and inviting me inside, but I knew she hated me as well, probably a lot more than I hated her, so that was never going to happen.
I watched the way her nipples shrunk, I guess the cream and the cold air made them that hard. The whole sight was incredibly exciting. Then, something must have felt good for her because she began to rub her nipples pretty nicely, until she slightly pinched one of them.
"Mmm..." I heard her pleased voice hum with a hint of pleasure and I felt my cock throb pretty hard. Oh, fuck! I thought as I unconsciously lowered the fly on my jeans and pulled out my throbbing and aching cock. I watched her hand slowly going down her belly, and reach that warm spot between her legs.
As I fisted my cock, my mind kept insisting on taking me right there, in front of her, slowly taking off her silk panties down her honey hips and discovering her warm wet cunt. I kept on watching her, peeking through the door at the way she rubbed her thighs and spread the cream around, Megan had my breath going choppy. My hand went up and down as I saw her and imagined how she would feel like sliding on my cock. Damn... my mind was drifting away, and my eyes were closing, just to make my imagination more vivid.
My mind took me into a moment where I had her on her knees, taking my cock into her mouth, I moved my hands at the same rhythm she sucked my cock in my head. I wished that was fucking real, I thought, and I began to jerk off rapidly.
I was getting lost in ecstasy as I watched her and imagined her, her delicate hands kept caressing her legs and arms, then her tits and belly, and I was starting to lose control, I never felt my cock so desperate. Megan then did something that made my head spin, she laid on the bed and slid her panties down her legs. My jaw dropped when I saw her pretty pink pussy in all its glory, rosy lips, wet and slippery entrance, and her fingers reaching for her little clit to tease herself.
I was drooling when she stared circling it, I watched the way her entrance slowly moistened and a little bit of her cream slid out of it slowly, as slow as honey. My cock twitched so hard beneath my grip and I kept on moving my hand up and down while I watched her, then she slid a finger, and began moving it in and out slowly. I watched her delicate finger exit her body coated in a thin layer of her deliciously looking juice. I was losing my mind, and suddenly I closed my eyes, and everything surrounding me drifted away. I was so into my own pleasure that I started jerking off faster and in the midst of my climax I accidentally bumped my head against the damn door.
Oh, shit! I snapped my eyes open and looked inside, straight at her. Megan was looking at the door, frowning, for a second I thought her hazel eyes connected with mine and got pretty scared. Did she see me? I quickly stepped back into the shadows, feeling stupid and like a pervy asshole. I was ashamed, I still had my cock out and hard as ever, then I peeked inside again, and she was wrapped in her quilt and walking towards the door. I quickly ran back to the couch, as fast as my bruises let me and as silently as I could.
Fuck!! I thought when I sat down. How could I even do that? What the fuck? I placed my hands right on my face, covering it all, I needed to calm down, specially what was going on with my body, my cock and my mind, but I knew that pair of perfect tits were going to be tattooed on my head for a long time.
I laid down on the couch, feeling all the pain on my ribs, perhaps taking it as a punishment for what I did, but I couldn't stop thinking about her. Megan truly had the body of a goddess, I've never seen someone like her, so incredibly sexy, so attractive, damn...
I stared at the ceiling, but all I could see was her pout, her tits, her legs, her hair. If only she wasn't a bitch. With that thought, I quickly began to fall asleep, hoping she wouldn't find the little puddle of cum I had to leave at her door.