Forbidden Glances

Chapter 1: Caught in the Heat

Hey Johnny, you’re not gonna believe what fuckin’ happened last night. I’m still shaking just thinkin’ about it—uhhh, fuck, I can’t even sit still. So, I’m in my room, right, door cracked just a sliver, and Jenn’s out there in the living room, totally clueless. She’s wearin’ these tight-ass shorts, man, like they’re painted on her fuckin’ curves, huggin’ every inch of that perfect ass. No bra, either—her nipples are pokin’ through this thin tank top, just beggin’ to be noticed. I’m already so fuckin’ horny I can’t think straight, and I’m just… I’m rubbin’ my clit through my panties, slow at first, watchin’ her bounce around while she’s dancin’ to some shitty pop song. Mmmfuck, the way her tits jiggle with every step—

I’m tryin’ to be quiet, okay, but—oh god—it’s so hard when she stretches up, arms over her head, and I swear I can see the outline of her pussy through those shorts. I’m drippin’ wet, Johnny, fuckin’ soakin’ through my fingers as I slip ‘em inside myself. I couldn’t stop! I’m pantin’ like a damn dog, bitin’ my lip so I don’t moan out loud, but then she bends over—oh my fuckin’ god—right in front of the TV, ass up like she’s teasin’ me on purpose. I’m fingering myself so fast now, I’m gonna cum right there, and I don’t even care if she hears me—

Then she fuckin’ says, ‘Pam, you okay in there? What was that noise?’ And I’m like—uhhh fuck—‘I’m fine, just… just drunk or whatever!’ My voice is all shaky, I’m sweatin’ bullets, and my pussy’s throbbing so hard I can’t think. She just laughs, fuckin’ oblivious, and goes, ‘You’re such a mess!’ Meanwhile, I’m two seconds from screamin’ her name. She licks her lips—Johnny, she fuckin’ licks her lips while lookin’ right toward my door, and I lose it. I moan so loud, I’m like, ‘Ohhh fuck yes!’ and I cum right there, fingers deep, legs shakin’, the whole damn house could’ve heard me.

And then—fuckin’ finally—she notices. She’s like, ‘What the hell, Pam? What’re you doin’?’ And I just lean out the door, still pantin’, still drippin’, and I grin at her like, ‘What, you never seen a girl get off before? I don’t care, Jenn, you’re fuckin’ hot.’ Her face, man, she’s stunned, mouth open, and I’m just baskin’ in it—still so turned on, I could go again right now. Uhhh, god, Johnny, I’m still hard for her just thinkin’ about that look. What the fuck am I gonna do next?