Head downstairs with Chelsea

"We were, uhh, just headed downstairs," I said. I turned to leave, immediately realizing that my erection was still pitching a tent in my shorts. I noticed Lisa's eyes drop as I hurried past her toward the stairs. Chelsea followed right behind. I opened the door to our room then, the moment Chelsea stepped inside, I closed the door and kissed her. We molded together in the dark, our hands exploring each other's bodies as we tumbled onto the bed. Our clothes were off in record time but, once we were naked, we took our time. My hands groped at Chelsea's ass. Hers wrapped around my shoulders. My cock flopped about, bumping around her thighs and occasionally grazing her pussy which was growing hotter and wetter with every touch. She wrapped her legs around me, pulling me tighter to her. My cock was trapped between us, the underside of my shaft pressed into her slit. She leaked honey onto me as I humped her, my hips rocking back and forth until her lower stomach glistened with our combined juices.

We rolled over so I was on top of her, my cock seemingly finding the entrance to her pussy on its own. We both groaned as I slid into her. She grabbed my ass and squeezed, pulling me in until I filled her as deep as I could. Slowly, I pulled out then thrust back in. We both gasped and I picked up a slow, steady rhythm. Our mouths crashed together, our tongues dancing around each other. Her hands roamed across my back. Mine explored every curve of her body.

"Oh, David," she moaned. She arched her back as I kissed a trail down her neck to her breasts. My tongue swirled around her nipples then I pulled one into my mouth, nibbling on it ever so gently. She moaned again, louder, and ran her fingers through my hair. I picked up the pace.

"Oh, Chels." The bed creaked as I drove into her harder and faster. The headboard began banging against the wall. Chelsea looked up, concerned at the noise but I didn't stop.

"Oh... yes! Don't stop!"

I plowed into her, hard and fast as she writhed and moaned underneath me, the headboard providing a solid rhythm section for our vocals.

"Oh, Chels," I groaned, my eyes squinting as I felt the pressure building in my groin. "Oh, fuck, Chelsea."

"Don't stop! Don't stop, I'm so close!" I gritted my teeth, holding on for dear life until, with one last powerful thrust, I gave everything I had. Chelsea snapped, moaning a series of "ohs" and "oh yeas" through a powerful orgasm as I emptied myself into her. I collapsed on top of her, my body shaking with aftershocks. She wrapped her arms around me, holding me tight as we both tried to catch our breath. We laid there for a few minutes, panting heavily, the only sounds in the room our ragged breaths and the hum of the air conditioner. I rolled off her, my chest heaving. For the next ten minutes, we just held each other, enjoying the warmth of each other's bodies.

Then we heard it. Through the silence. Coming from the next room over through the closed doors of our shared bathroom.

Fuck, yea

Oh, baby

Oh, yea

Yes, baby! Just like that.

It was Liam and Lauren, volleying encouragement to each other with a series of grunts a moans. Chelsea looked down at my cock which twitched a few times. A drip of precum leaked from the swelling head.

"Somebody is enjoying this," she said. I tried to fight back the heat rising in my cheeks. Chelsea's amusement took a turn. Her voice lowered to a raspy whisper. "Are you thinking of Lauren... naked... riding Liam's cock... her big, fake tits bouncing around..."

My cock twitched again, visibly inflating with every word. Slowly, Lauren slid downward, somehow without touching me until she settled between my outstretched legs. My cock pulsed twice more, extending upward, bobbing lightly directly in front of her nose. She looked up at me, her eyes glinting in the moonlight.

"Close your eyes," she commanded in a sultry whisper. Reluctantly, I followed her instructions. "And think of them..."

Before I could process what Chelsea had said, I felt the warm wetness of her mouth engulf my cock.

"Fuck," I groaned, my whole body twitching. Flashes of Lauren bouncing on Liam's lap entered then left my brain as Chelsea's lips descended down my shaft.

OH BABY! OH YEA!

Fuck, yea!

Their cries of passion were growing in volume. Chelsea was taking me deeper and deeper, her tongue swirling around the head of my cock as she came up for air before taking me in her mouth again.

OH YEA! BABY! OH FUCK!

Suddenly, Chelsea took me from her mouth. I opened my eyes to find her climbing on top me, guiding my cock inside of her.

"Oh, fuck, Chels..." I moaned as she settled all the way down onto me. She leaned forward, and kissed me then turned her sights to the bathroom door. I followed her eyes, wishing I had x-ray vision so I could see the actions that were the cause of all the vocals. Then Chelsea lifted herself up into a seated position. I drank in the beautiful site of her perfect breasts.

"Oh, yea," she moaned as she began rocking back and forth. After one or two slow thrusts, she kicked into high gear.

"OH YEA!" she moaned, louder. Much louder. "OH DAVID!" She wasn't usually this loud when we were alone in our apartment, let alone in a house full of other people.

She's putting on a performance! She want's them to hear. She's getting off on the idea of Lauren and Liam hearing us from the next room over!

"Oh, Chels!" I grabbed her bouncing breasts and squeezed. "Oh, fuck yea!"

OH YES! YES! I'M SO CLOSE BABY YES!

"Cum for me! Cum for me David!"

It was all so overwhelming. Lauren and Liam's background music combined with Chelsea's urgent riding. She was on a mission and I was right there with her.

"Fuck, Chelsea! Oh, fuck yea!"

"OH DAVID! OH YES! CUM FOR ME!"

One after another, the four of us came, roaring, grunting and shrieking through the silence of the house. After our vocal finale subsided, Chelsea collapsed onto my chest, her sweat mingling with mine. We didn't say another word to each other. I just held her tight as we caught our breaths and eventually drifted off to sleep, tangled in each others' arms.