VI Epilogue 1 of 4

It’s just another night at the Lodge. The FUTA season marches on. You don’t always win and get to spend your weekend here, but it happens often enough that you’re used to it.

The tap at your door comes earlier than you expect. You saw Sheva and Viti sneak out of the TV room and head upstairs together earlier. This was inevitable.

You put aside the parfait that Bee made for you and get off the bed. You were just starting to get into this Marvel movie that you were watching, too.

Sheva stands in the hallway wearing one of the Lodge’s white robes. The scent of sex and Viti’s perfume is strong and obvious. Her hair is a mess.

“Evening,” she says, giving you that look.

She was never subtle, but this is a new level of brazenness from her. You weren’t there, but you know exactly what is going on. Thirty seconds ago, Sheva was riding Viti in bed. Now Viti is snoring after very quickly blowing her load inside one of the hottest players in FUTA. The mental imagery makes your cock stir.

“Can I come in?” Sheva presses.

A part of you wants to say no on principle. A different part of you that’s between your legs does not. You step aside and she enters the room, dropping her robe before you even get the door shut. The sight of her perfect, caramel-colored body is enough to turn the hesitant tingle in your cock into full-speed swelling.

“No small talk?” you ask as you pull off your nightshirt and slide your panties down.

“You know the rules,” Sheva replies with something like a smirk. She points imperiously at the bed. Your lust is more important than your pride. You sit on the edge of the bed, then lie back. You spread your arms, just the way that she likes. You can’t touch her, kiss her, or cum inside her. If you follow those rules, you get this: watching her try not to look horny and embarrassed as she climbs on top of you, her gooey pussy shining in the light of the lamp. You can stare at her hard, dark nipples and the way that her abs twitch as she slides down onto your cock.

She takes you all the way, arching her back and sighing in contentment. Viti has an incredible cock, but that doesn’t do Sheva any good when Viti never makes it past the third or fourth thrust before exploding. She wants to be filled, and you’re willing to help. You’re a helpful person.

There’s no foreplay or lead-in; Sheva came here ready to go. Her hips have a strangely catlike grace as they rock on their own, hard and fast. The slightest lift of your pelvis gets a startlingly loud cry out of her.

“Hey,” you gasp. “Remember the neighbors.”

Her eyes pop open and she looks down at you, surprised and embarrassed. In that long moment, you feel a shudder from her pussy around your shaft. It makes you wonder what thoughts are going through her head. Walking down here was brazen, but she can’t scream her head off while she fucks her team captain when her girlfriend is sleeping just two doors down.

Annoyed, Sheva puts her hand over her mouth and starts again, almost spitefully. It’s weird but hot. You clench your fists and enjoy the view and sensations. The jerky, self-conscious movements are giving you a new kind of stimulation. You’re getting close.

“Hey,” you warn her. “Rules!”

Either she doesn’t hear you through the muffled moaning that she’s doing into her hand or she just ignores you because she only rides you harder. The bed squeaks. The movie on the TV hits a quiet moment that lets you hear your own breathing.

Sheva’s pussy clamps down and her belly flutters. Only molar-cracking teeth clenching keeps you from letting go. She realizes the danger suddenly and climbs off shakily, body jerking. You grab for your cock, but a string of cum flies out over your stomach before you even touch it. Hissing, you jerk the rest out, your legs lifting up and your groin aching from the delayed, interrupted orgasm. You hiss in frustration.

Sheva’s gaze is locked on the spectacle of your climax. You finally go limp and breathe. Your eyes find hers, and that wakes her up. She looks away.

Shining with sweat, you sit up and watch her walk to her fallen robe. As she bends to pick it up, you can see her juices running down both her inner thighs. She quickly covers up and leaves.