Mom 6 - Window of Opportunity

The sound of Zoey's zipper behind you is unmistakable and anticipation running through your system is rivaled only by the fear of embarrassment. Sure, you still have your top on but you are also bent over your windowsill and what really are the chances no one's gonna see anything.

Zoey certainly doesn't mind but for one, she doesn't live here and secondly, she's standing behind you, way better hidden. You feel her hands on your asscheeks, groping and squeezing to her heart's content. In your tipsy state, you had gotten rid of your pants a while ago and now, the only thing between Zoey and her target is a flimsy tho-

Snap. Oh for fuck's sake, not another one...

"Geez, Zoey, how many panties is that now?" you whine, looking over your shoulder and back at her.

"Please, this thing here?" she retorts with a grin and holds up the broken thong. "This is so soaked, you could've thrown this away anyway."

It's black, so it's hard to see wether her claims are true but to be fair, she's gotten you pretty damn wet so the odds are in her favor. Still, she's gonna get reminded of that next time you two go sho-oahhh, that's a few fingers...

"Hoohhh shit..." you groan, feeling her digits probe your dripping entrance.

"Hey, you should probably moan a bit quieter into your neighborhood, don't you think?" Zoey teases you and curls her fingers inside you.

"Hhhah, fuck you." you pant, smiling in response to her teasing. Your remark earns you a firm smack to the ass, making you jump a little.

"Heh, watch yourself." Zoey smirks and slides her fingers out. What those fingers do afterwards is unclear for a moment until you hear the sound of a lighter.

"Really? Now?" you ask and look back at her as she stands there, still topless, a new cigarette between her fingers, and her dick out.

"Shhh." she hushes you before taking a drag. Meanwhile her unoccupied hand grabs her massive erection to line it up. Something about all that was unreasonably hot.

"You ready, princess?" she asks with a smirk and hey, she hasn't used that nickname in a bit.

"Y-Yeah." you reply a bit hesitantly and turn your gaze back outside. Just last weekend you two fucked at the lake and it was really hot, but this different. This is YOUR neighborhood. People have seen you on the street and stuff. And someone's definitely gonna see you now.

"H-hold on, maybe we should- ohhh fuck!" you begin, but when half of Zoey's ten inch beast is suddenly shoved inside you, the words die on your tongue.

"Come again?" the futa prompts you but begins thrusting at the same time. Of course, all the different times she has fucked you over these past few weeks have helped you getting adjusted, but the sheer size is still a lot to take in. It's such a throwaway porn term, but her length and thickness really do make it feel like your insides are being rearranged.

"G-god ahh fuuck..." you groan while Zoey is still just slowly moving into a rhythm.

"Ahh, what a pussy." she sighs delighted and by the sounds of it, she takes another drag from her cigarette. Meanwhile, as you lay your head sideways onto your folded arms, you see your dead one hanging halfway out of the ash tray next to you. Hell, maybe the smoke Zoey's blowing is at least covering you a little. Ugh, you tell yourself that as if all this wasn't insanely hot...

Ever so slowly, Zoey increases the speed of her hips and it really is just a matter of time until you have **** but to let your voice fully free. Right now, you manage to limit yourself to a series of moans and whimpers, but she's banged you often enough for you to know how quickly her ridiculous dick can change that.

"Yeah, so much for innocence, huh?" smirks your lover and you feel her hand leave your cheek and slide upward, across your lower back. Then, they travel over your top and soon find your luscious, red mane. She doesn't grab a fistful yet, but the mere promise of it is already exciting.

"F-fuck, Zoeyy, ohh my g-god..." you pant and moan and in anticipation, you already arch your back. You hear another drag from her cigarette, but just as you somewhat let down your guard back down, she tugs. Hard. You yelp as your entire upper body is jerked backwards. You are pulled up and pressed against her toned body. Her tits are squished flat against your back and her hand remains in your hair, forcing your head backwards and onto her shoulder. Oh, this must be a show for anyone in the opposite building.

You hear another, deep and long drag right next to your ear, followed by the exhale and the cloud of smoke that travels past your face. When it fades a second after, you see her hand let the butt fall into the ash tray before it moves to your chest. And all the while, her thrusts never stop Jesus fucking christ, is she sexy.

"Ohmygod yes... like that, l-like that, yess..." you gasp and feel her lips move along the side of your neck.

"Damn, I love the noises you make." she breathes in response and after another few seconds off thorough squeezing, her hand leaves your boob, but only to grab the hem of your top.

"H-hey, what are- o-ohhh ffffuck..." you try to object, but the continuous movement of her hips has made you too weak to do so. And god dammit, if the thought of her exposing you to any potential spectators doesn't turn you on.

"Oh please. This ain't no different from the lake." she taunts and pulls the fabric up and over your tits. With your back arched and your head pulled backwards, only your bra keeps your bouncing breasts from giving the best show possible. But alas, that doesn't last for long either. Zoey's hand works fast and deftly and likely as a result of countless bras undone before, the clasp is opened in no time.

"You're so fucking gorgeous, god damn." growls your girlfriend as your bra falls to the floor. The generous display of your jiggling tits doesn't go on for too long though, before Zoey's strong hands grip them tightly. To do so, she obviously has to let go of your hair, but her hands on your chest keep you in place anyway. You just don't have to look at the ceiling anymore. Instead, you can watch the blurry sunset outside, including more than one silhouette of people in the windows of the opposing building.

You are filled with shame but that only makes you all the more horny, needy, perverted. You have already loved the feeling of her massive cock so deep inside you, but the added factor of the exhibitionism and the voyeuristic thrill make you feel fantastic. It has started at the lake last week and today, you feel it even more. Even more intensely. Even more depraved.

"Oh my g-god YES don't s-stop d-don't stoop!" you plead at her even though she's not even showing signs of slowing down anytime soon. If anything, she speeds up, the slap of her balls against your clit resonating not only through your room, but likely out of it as well.

"Ugh, hah, look at yourself." Zoey pants and when one hand leaves your boob to grab your face, she turns it towards the glass of your open window. It's a weak reflection but still enough to show your naked, messy self, getting absolutely pounded from behind. Oh, tops a minute until you'll cum so fucking hard.

"God ohmygod fuck me FUCK ME ZOEY god YESS!" you cry out, forgetting all about decency. Meanwhile, her hand rejoins the other on your chest and both sets of fingers dig deep into your soft mounds. Ughh, she's so fucking good...

Just a couple of weeks ago, you had never cum from penetration alone, but then came Zoey who just threw all that aside. As a matter of fact, you're pretty sure you have yet to have her inside you WITHOUT an orgasm. She's such a fucking machine and your body loves it, loves her, loves her ridiculous cock. You know it's coming. Oh boy, is it coming. Rapidly. Strongly. And most likely very very loudly. In a moment of fractured clarity, you take one hand off the windowsill and put it onto one of Zoey's. You want to beg her to cover your mouth, to hold your voice, to stifle the impending scream, but you can't. All you can do is try to take her hand off your chest and bring it upwards, hoping she gets the message.

"What do you... what?" she groans, hammering away at your 'poor' pussy.

"P-ple-please... I'll- I'll cuu..." is all you can utter, desperately tugging her wrist.

"Then cum, baby, ugh, cum." Zoey breathes into your neck, but her hands stay exactly where they are.