Lester Locks It

Hearing the moans from Sarah and watching her beautiful angelic face as she came sent Lester over the edge. He stroked his cock faster. His balls tightened as he unloaded load after load of his cum onto his closet wall. They came together in unison like they were making beautiful music.

Who was this woman and how did she get into his lair? She would be his.

He immediately regretted not putting his camera up to the peephole to capture this session to view it later. There will be other opportunities….

His eye still pressed up against the peephole and his mind now clear from cumming, Lester began to think of how he could get more. He needed more. His trance-like gaze broke from Sarah, recovering from her orgasm.

He planned to wait but he had to touch her. He had to feel her. To make her feel his cock.

He tore himself from his peephole and quietly marched out of his room into the hallway beyond. He stood naked at the door to the bathroom. His cock was rock hard again, knowing she was alone in his apartment on the other side of this door.

He grasped the doorknob and began to turn it. It was locked. FUCK FUCK FUCK.

He could pick it. He knew how. She is hot and bothered if he stormed in there she might just take it. He turned around to go back into his room and get the lockpick set hidden in the bottom drawer of his desk.

He noticed the door to Dan’s bedroom was open. He paused. Be smart. Think of the plan.

He remembered Sarah, naked in his bed. Soon she would be back there but underneath him. He just had to pull the right levers.

Speaking of levers. Fuck you for locking your door earlier today Dan.

Lester opened the door to Dan’s room, reached around and engaged the lock, and quietly closed the door. He tested the knob once. It was locked.

Sarah went right to the bathroom after being in his room. If her clothes weren’t in there she would be locked out and in a towel. Time to play the helpful roommate.