The New Apartment - Sex Stories

The New Apartment

... we were all loaded up and ready to go to the apartment, I felt really vulnerable and very turned on. Everything- from the AC of Damien’s truck blowing on my skin through the skintight white tank top I was wearing, to the vibrations of the truck’s motor were making me sexually frustrated. Damien noticed my frustration, and decided to take advantage of the situation by putting his hand on my thigh. I felt an instant rush of electricity run through me, but shook my head and pushed his hand off of me stuttering (through my intoxication and frustration), “W-we can’t do this, I am in a s-serious relationsh-ship.” Damien responded, “Moriah, nobody has to know, and you can’t deny that you want me right now. You want a cock inside you right now, don’t you? You are a filthy slut, aren’t you, Moriah? James told me all about your other exploits, I don’t think he would mind if you just…” Damien stopped talking abruptly and unbuttoned and unzipped his pants, revealing his cock. I couldn’t help but feel drawn to it, my body needed to be stimulated, and in my drunken stupor, I thought Damien was right about James not caring…I mean, after all, he did arrange me to fuck a stranger, and we did have a Halo tournament in which I became the prize…It didn’t seem all that bad. Damien pushed down on my head until my mouth was barely touching his cock. “Suck me…Moriah, Suck me like the damned slut you are.” My mouth enveloped his member and I found myself in the familiar routine of bobbing my head up ...

... and down and swirling my tongue around his cock. I felt his grip on my head tighten and I assumed his grip on the steering wheel did as well. He forced me all the way down his member, until his entire cock was in my mouth. He wasn’t quite as large as James, so I didn’t gag on the first few bobs. Damien grunted and thrusted upwards a little, while still managing to hold control of the truck. Without any warning, he finished in my mouth, and I expertly sucked all of it clean. I wiped up my mouth before fixing my hair and finding that we were only five minutes away from the apartment complex. I was too intoxicated to feel any real remorse immediately. So I just stayed quiet during the rest of the ride. When we arrived, Damien was the first to get out and begin unloading the truck. He didn’t help me out this time though, my guess was because he was too ashamed. James parked his car beside the truck and opened my door, a troubled look on his face. “What were you doing?! I could see your head coming up and down every few moments, and…” “He said you told him about the other times, and that it was a good idea. I thought it was a good idea…I am sorry.” “Moriah, it’s okay. It was kind of hot…actually. Now that you have done that, I dare you to fuck him.” Just as James helped me out of the car, Damien came back for another load. He looked a bit worried as soon as he saw James talking to me, but seemed relieved as soon as James asked him to help him with the flat screen TV and sound bar. ...