Moving day

You are exhausted after moving all of your stuff into the apartment. Mandy had gone to visit her parents, so it was just you moving everything in. You crash on the couch and turn on the TV to relax a bit before you start unpacking.

You notice the TV has pretty much every channel and streaming service. Including many of the adult ones. You look at the time and realize you still have a few hours until Mandy is due home.

You decide to indulge yourself for a little bit, scrolling through the channels and land on one of the more vanilla porn sites. After a while, your eyelids start to grow heavy as the exhaustion catches up to you.

You wake up with a jolt when the elevator door creaks open, revealing Mandy’s adorable face. She had grown even cuter since you last saw her, dressed in a cute sun dress that accentuats her perky C-cup breasts and shows off her long legs. “Oh! I didn’t think you would be back so soon,” You apologize sheepishly, quickly switching to the food channel.

“How long have you been asleep.” Mandy winks at you and saunters over to the couch, sitting right next to you.

“Looks like you’ve made some progress,” she says taking a look around the apartment. You clear your throat nervously, trying to mask the obvious arousal in your voice. “Uh, yeah, I was just finishing up, when I decided to take a break.” You focus on pretending to organize some magazines on the coffee table as Mandy leans closer to you. Close enough that her cleavage is practically pressed against you.

You can feel the heat radiating off of her body, making it nearly impossible for you to concentrate on anything but how badly you want to reach out and touch her—to feel those perky breasts rubbing against your chest. “So,” she says teasingly, running a finger down your arm, “what do you think about our new living arrangements?”

“Uh... they’re... interesting.” You manage to muster up a shaky response as her fingers continue their seductive dance along your forearm, igniting a firecracker trail of electricity wherever she touches. “I mean, it’s definitely going to take some getting used to having cameras everywhere.”

Mandy giggles lightly, her breath brushing against your earlobe as she leans in closer. “Well, we did sign up for this, didn’t we?” She slowly slides her hand downwards until it brushes against the bulge growing noticeably in your pants.

“John... I think you like it more than you’re willing to admit.” She teases softly before stepping back with a playful smirk. “Besides, we can make some decent money from it if we play our cards right,” she adds casually, before standing up and walking towards the kitchen.

You follow her like a puppy on a leash, unable to resist the intoxicating mix of arousal and curiosity she effortlessly evokes within you. “I... uh... I guess so.” You stammer out lamely as your mind races with all the forbidden thoughts Mandy’s teasing has conjured up.

“So, what should we do first?” She turns back to face you with a mischievous glint in her blue eyes, inviting you deeper into this erotic maze they’ve both unknowingly stepped into.

You swallow hard, “Uh... well... I mean, we could start by... um...” You rack your brain for something sexy yet innocent to say but all you can think about is how much you want to explore every inch of Mandy’s body.

“Come here,” she says softly, taking a step closer and placing a delicate hand on your chest. Her touch sends shockwaves through your entire being as she tilts her head upwards slightly, inviting you to lean down towards her. Your heart is pounding in your chest like a drum as your lips slowly, tentatively brush against hers in the sweetest of kisses.

Mandy moans softly into the kiss, her body melting against yours like chocolate on a warm summer day. You wrap one arm around her waist and pull her even closer, deepening the kiss as your other hand finds its way down her dress, cupping her perfect ass cheek through the thin material.

She moans again even louder this time, arching her back into your touch as your tongues dance around each other’s mouths in a sensual tango of desire and need. The kiss seems to go on forever, until finally they have to break for air. Mandy is panting heavily, her chest heaving up and down as she gazes into your eyes with a mixture of lust and apprehension. “John... I’ve never felt this way before,” she whispers softly.

“Neither have I,” you manage to croak out between gasps for air yourself. The desire coursing through your veins is almost overwhelming now, and all you can think about is tearing each other’s clothes off right here in the middle of the living room. “Mandy... I want more.” You lean in towards her again, but this time she steps back slightly, a playful smirk forming on those plump pink lips of hers.

“Oh, you mean like this?” she asks teasingly before slowly, seductively sliding her hand downwards until it reaches the bottom of her dress. In one fluid motion, she lifts it up over her hips revealing a pair of black lace boyshorts that barely contain her juicy, plump ass cheeks. “How ’bout these?” She winks at you mischievously as she begins to gyrate her hips in time with the nonexistent music.

Your cock jumps to attention in your pants, straining against the fabric as you watch Mandy tease you like this. “Fuck... Mandy...” You groan out between ragged breaths. Your hand reaches down to tug at your own pants, yanking them and your boxers down around your ankles before you step out of them completely free now.

You rush forward towards Mandy, grabbing her by the waistband of her underwear with both hands. In one swift motion you yank them down, revealing a trimmed bush that leads your eyes downwards to her perfectly shaved pussy lips. “Mandy... I need...” You embrace her and lower your head towards her waiting body, kissing and nibbling along her neck before finally sucking one of her plump nipples into your mouth, feeling it hardening as your tongue dances around it.

A soft moan escapes Mandy’s lips as you ravish her body with your touch. She wraps her arms around your neck, holding onto you tightly as she tilts her head back in pure bliss. Her hips gyrate faster now, grinding against your hard cock that is practically begging for entry.

“John... oh God... John,” she gasps out between pants of pleasure, arching her back even more, offering herself fully to you. You can’t get enough of her—not now, not ever.

With renewed determination, you break away your mouth from her breasts reluctantly. In one swift motion, you lift Mandy up into the air with ease, a small gasp escaping her parted lips in surprise before she wraps her legs around your waist and presses her soft, round ass against your aching cock.