Couple's Room

The car was a bit too adventurous for me at the moment. Kaylee might have had the self-confidence to do something bold like that, but that was too much for me. When I told her as much, she shrugged and brushed it off with a casual, “It was only a suggestion.” It might have added an extra thrill to the mix, but Kaylee was after one thing. It didn’t matter much where she got her fix, so long as she got what she was looking for.

With a confident saunter, she cut past the people standing in line like she owned the place. There weren’t many people, but I felt a bit embarrassed cutting. Even if we were seniors, there was something wrong with going in front of people who had been waiting before you. No one said anything though as Kaylee dragged me along behind her. Inside was set up a lot like the clinic. Some less well-off schools had little more than cots with curtains around them for privacy. Fortunately, this school had some money behind it. There were fewer rooms than the other schools, but these had actual walls around them. While you couldn’t see anything happening, you could certainly hear it. Still, no matter how thin the walls might have been, they were a huge improvement over curtains.

The teacher on duty looked up as we approached. She looked a bit flustered as she smiled at us. I probably would be too if I was surrounded by the sounds of horny teenagers going at it. The place had eight rooms. From the sound of it, most of them were in use.

“Kaylee,” she said as my girlfriend knowingly walked up to the desk. “Been a while since I saw you here.” Her eyes moved towards me as Kaylee signed in on the sheet. They widened slightly. “And with Scott!”

“You sound surprised,” Kaylee said with an amused smile.

“I didn’t realize you two—” She stopped abruptly, clearing her throat.

Kaylee glanced over her shoulder at me, beaming a smile. “We’re dating now.”

“So the rumors were true!” The teacher sounded overly excited about the news.

“I didn’t realize teachers cared so much about student love lives.”

Chuckling, the woman rolled back in her chair. “Not normally, but you know how it is.” Her voice lowered into a conspiratorial whisper. “There was a bet on whether or not you two would hook up or not before graduating.” Kaylee was as surprised as I was, her eyebrow raising. “Needless to say, you just won me twenty bucks!”

With a low chuckle, Kaylee shook her head. “Well, I’m glad my love life brings joy to so many.”

Laughing, the teacher rolled back with a folded towel. Setting it on the counter, she gestured down the hall. “Room six. Normally I’d tell you the standard spiel, but I figure you know the drill by now. Enjoy you two!”

“Thanks!” Kaylee said, grabbing the towel and heading down the hall. I noticed the teacher’s eyes following me as I walked after her.

“Um,” I said as we passed a set of doors with noisy occupants inside.

“Hmm?”

“What’s the towel for?”

“What do you mean? Have you never—” She caught herself. “Oh right. I suppose you haven’t used one of these before.” She paused to open a door. I quickly followed after her and closed the door. There was an overpowering smell of something floral. It reminded me of a bathroom scent that was trying hard to mask other unpleasant smells. While Kaylee moved with confidence, I hesitated and looked around. The room was tiny. The bed, if it could be called that, was shoved against the far wall. There was hardly any clearance between it and the walls on either side. There was a small metal door on a hinge sitting about chest height with a sign above it saying, “Used towels here.” There was another large sign above the bed that read, “Clean up is mandatory! Couple’s Rooms are a privilege, not a right!”

“The towels make cleanup easier,” she said as she expertly spread it over the rough-looking cot. When she turned back to face me, I saw she was already in the process of undressing. Seeing I was still standing there, she paused. It looked like she wasn’t expecting me to be frozen in place. “What’s wrong?”

“Thinking on my life choices.” Her eyebrow rose. “Starting to think the car was the better option…”

There was a quick eye roll. “You baby. Come on. Off,” she said with a gesture at my clothes.

I glanced towards our wall with our neighbors. Whoever was in the room was… vigorous. The girl was certainly having fun at least. There was a rhythmic thump and the thin wall shook from every impact. God, you could hear everything. Here I’d been freaking out about windows. Here, it was practically like having someone in the same room with you.

Kaylee mistook my interest in our neighbors wall. “Great, isn’t it?” she said with a big old grin on her face. The excitement was there. The hunger and need burning in her eyes as she quickly continued undressing.

“I don’t—”

“Scott.” My name pulled my attention back to her and my breath caught. I’d seen her naked countless times by now, and every time it took my breath away. By the grin that was forming, she knew the effect her body had on me. “You going to fuck me, or am I going to have to ask him?” she asked with a gesture to the wall.

I don’t think I’ve ever undressed faster in my life.

The cot was super uncomfortable. It was lumpy and stiff from the plastic covering. I suppose it made sense considering what it was used for. Pushing me back, I watched as Kaylee straddled me. One thing I learned early was that Kaylee liked the dominant role. She wanted to be in the position to control the pace and what we did. Not that I was complaining. Cowgirl Kaylee was super fun, but it was also one of those problem points. The girl only seemed to know two things: ‘go,’ and ‘go fast.’

Struggling to get comfortable on the tiny cot, it was still a tight fight with Kaylee straddling me. I could feel her powerful legs squeeze at me as she lifted herself. She never stayed that way long. It was like she had an innate sense of how far she could go before dropping herself down again. I would have a chance if that was all, but it was never the case with Kaylee. No, she was an overachiever who always went above and beyond. Her hips rocked against me as she rode my cock. Each time she rose, it was like she was squeezing at my cock. Combine it all with her hammering pace and it was no wonder no one could last with her.

Today was different than normal. Even though she was going full throttle, I was managing to keep up—for the most part. That had a lot to do with the location more than anything. Through the pleasure I was feeling, there was a mix of fear and embarrassment that was cutting my enjoyment down. Kaylee’s sharp movements were causing the cot to move, thumping against the wall. Add in her loud moans and we were like every other couple here.

The only saving grace to my erection was Kaylee. My eyes couldn’t stop eating up her reaction. She was beautiful even in the worst of times, but seeing her in her element was a sight to behold. The way her blue eyes lit up when they looked down at me. The way her bottom lip rolled between her teeth as she grunted and groaned with effort. This environment was bringing out a side of Kaylee I hadn’t seen before. It was like she was competing with the people in the rooms next to ours. I swore she was purposefully moving in a way to make the cot hit the wall harder.

“Scott,” she gasped loudly. There was a slight shift in her attitude as she towered above me. “Right there, Scott.” Her moans got louder and more exaggerated. In moments like this, a storm of cursing left her pretty lips. The only thing that broke them up was when she mixed my name into the flow.

Everything about this moment was theater. She could fool everyone else, but I knew her better than that. Kaylee made it seem like she was mounting a sex god. While that might have been a much-needed ego booster, I had a frame of reference to know I wasn’t at that level. Not yet. There was only one reason for all this, and that was our neighbors. It was difficult to tell what she was enjoying more right now, bouncing forcefully atop my cock or letting others know she was doing it.

I loved Kaylee, and it would take a lot for those feelings to change, but it was moments like this that I saw how blinded I was by my feelings towards her before. I wasn’t sure if I had refused to acknowledge anything negative about her or if she was relaxing her guard around me now that we were dating. Regardless, I recognized now that she had a cruel side of her as well. It wasn’t remotely in the same realm as someone like Zoe or anything like that, but it was there. I recognized the expression she had. This whole, ‘This is the most amazing sex ever’ wasn’t for me, and it certainly wasn’t for her either—not outright. It was all a show for those who might be listening in from the other rooms.

I hated it because it hit too close to where I had been. Not that long ago, I had been in their place. The situation wasn’t exactly the same, but the intent behind it was. Being on the other side of it wasn’t any better.

“I’m so close,” Kaylee moaned as she rocked her hips against me. Shit. I was too. It seemed this race was going to be close, though I had a feeling I was closer. No amount of math or distracted thoughts would change the inevitable. In her rush to the finish line, she sent me over first.

Head pressed back against the cot, I grunted as I came. The pleasure quickly turned to pain as Kaylee desperately tried to push forward. I could tell she was close, but my body was done and letting me know it was done now.

“K-Kaylee,” I gasped as I grabbed her hips and forcefully stopped her.

“Fuck.” Adrenaline spiked through me as her fist slammed against the cot inches from my face. Shocked, I watched as anger and frustration danced across her face. Closing her eyes and taking a deep breath. Her emotions instantly cooled as she took control, but it was too late. I already knew the depths of her disappointment. Terrible as it was, it wasn’t something new either. I had gotten her closer than most previous attempts but had come up short once more.

“I can—”

“Forget it,” she said with a huff as she got off me.

“But—”

“I have to get ready for practice.”

Grabbing her arm, I stopped her. “Kaylee.”

Hesitating, she finally sighed. “It’s fine, Scott. Really.”

“Clearly it’s not.” I held her arm when she tried to move towards her clothes. I gave her a look that showed I wasn’t going to let her go until she talked to me. She responded by leaning forward and kissing me.

“We can talk later, okay?” she whispered. “Coach is going to kill me if I’m late.”

“Promise?”

“Promise.”

We did an awkward dance as we dressed. Before I could stop her, she had already grabbed the condom and drained it of its contents. Every time. She gave me a grin when she noticed my stare. Smacking her lips, she winked. “A protein boost before practice.”

I rolled my eyes. “Gross.”

Chuckling, she headed for the door. “Can you toss the towels there? Thanks. See you after practice!” I nodded as she quickly left.

Running a hand through my hair, I sighed and sank back onto the cot. I still had homework to do, but I no longer had the energy to work through it. With a deep breath, I collected myself and quickly cleaned up. Grabbing my bag, I left the room and headed off to the gym—doing my best to ignore the sounds as I passed.