"I told you the locks on these old doors don't actually catch," Dex muttered to himself, tossing his keys onto the hallway table. He was exhausted. His shoulders felt heavy from ten hours of corporate bullshit. He just wanted a drink and a shower. He started toward the kitchen, but a soft, rhythmic sound caught his ear. It was coming from the guest wing.
He stopped in the hallway. Kylie's bedroom door was cracked open about three inches. He didn't mean to look, but the angle was perfect. Kylie was sprawled across her bed, her back arched. She was wearing nothing but an oversized white button-down shirt. It was completely open, framing her pale breasts. Her white lacy panties were shoved haphazardly to the side, leaving her soaking wet and fully exposed.
Dex froze. He watched her fingers dive deep inside herself. She was breathless, her hips jerking in small, frantic circles.
She looked completely lost in it. Her nipples were hard, peaking through the fabric of the shirt as she rubbed them with her free hand. The sight of her dripping cunt and the raw, desperate way she was fucking herself made Dex's throat go dry. He didn't move. He couldn't.
His hand went to his belt. He unbuckled it slowly, the metal clicking loudly in the quiet hall. He pushed his trousers down just enough to let his cock spring free. It was already rock hard.
He gripped himself, stroking in time with her movements, a low moan escaping his lips.
He was staring at her, completely exposed, when Kylie's eyes snapped toward the door. She didn't scream. She didn't cover up. Instead, a slow, hungry smile spread across her face. "Come here, Dex," she breathed. "Join me."
Dex didn't need to be told twice. He strode into the room and sat heavily on the edge of the mattress, his cock still twitching in his hand.
They stayed like that for a few minutes, locked in a heavy, charged silence, just watching each other jerk off. The tension was suffocating. Finally, he crawled up the bed, sliding between her thighs. He didn't say a word as he buried his face in her heat.
He used his tongue to find her clit, licking her wide and wet while she arched her back, fingers tangling in his hair and pulling him closer.
She let out a jagged scream as she peaked, her walls pulsing around his tongue and a spray of fluid soaking into the sheets. Still shaking, Kylie suddenly surged forward, shoving him onto his back with a strength born of lust. She stripped him of the rest of his clothes in a frantic blur, tossing her own shirt aside to reveal her breasts fully. She crashed her lips onto his, the kiss tasting of desperation.
As they made out, her hand slid down to his cock, gripping him tight. She started to stroke him, her hips grinding slowly against his thigh, her panties still pushed to the side, teasingly close to his skin but not quite touching.
He couldn't take the teasing. Dex gripped her hips and flipped her over in one fluid motion, pinning her on her knees in a deep arch. He reached down and ripped those white lacy panties off her, tossing them across the room. He lined himself up and slid deep inside her in one heavy thrust. She gasped, her head snapping back as he filled her completely.
He wrapped one arm around her waist, his other hand squeezing her breast, as he began to pound into her from behind, the sound of skin slapping skin filling the room.
He didn't slow down, driving into her with a raw, rhythmic intensity that had her whimpering.
After a few minutes of relentless fucking, he suddenly pulled out, sliding his body next to hers. He spooned her, his chest pressed against her back and his cock grinding firmly into her glutes. He leaned in, kissing the shell of her ear and whispering something filthy while his thumb found her clit, rubbing it in fast, tight circles.
Kylie's body began to seize up, her breath coming in short, sharp hitches until she exploded into a second orgasm, her walls clamping tight around the air where he had just been.
Without giving her a second to recover, Dex flipped her onto her back. He gripped her thighs, hoisting them up and shoving his cock back inside her with a forceful grunt. He reclaimed her lips, their mouths locking in a messy, open-mouthed kiss as he hammered into her.
He went deep, hitting her cervix with every plunge. He could feel her beginning to clench around him again, the internal pressure building. He pulled his face away, staring into her glazed-over eyes and watching her mouth hang open in a silent scream of pleasure. As he felt her start to squirt around him, flooding his shaft with her heat, Dex hit his own limit. He didn't pull back. He drove in one last time, burying himself to the hilt as his balls pulsed.
He shot his load deep inside her, a hot, heavy flood of seed breeding her. He stayed there for a moment, panting, before slowly sliding out. A thick string of cum dripped down her thigh and onto the sheets. He leaned down to kiss her one last time, while she lay there trembling, her fingers instinctively stroking her own dripping cunt.
The end.