Day 13 · Tik Tok

THE HALLWAY INCIDENT

You and your boyfriend came home after a nice dinner, and as you were getting out of the elevator on your floor, you ran into someone. You had never seen this woman before, but considering the exchange of pleasantries taking place, Chris had already met her.

“Hey, Lina!”

“Hey there,” the stranger reciprocated the greeting, then looked you up and down, “And this is the pretty lady you can’t shut up about, I presume?”

“Yup, in the flesh.”

Well, god—damn…

You had heard of people having spellbinding charisma before, but you never thought you would see the day to experience it in person. Unreal beauty aside, she was exuding a very strong aura—massive boss bitch energy for sure, but also copious amounts of elegance, undeniable brilliance, and the rawest form of sensual allure all in one.

Introductions were in order, but one look at her, and you completely forgot what words were. You were just gawking at this Aphrodite incarnate with your mouth agape as she shook your hand.

“Absolute pleasure,” she teasingly emphasized, then gracefully waved her perfectly manicured fingers, “I’ll see you guys around, yeah?”

Two seconds after the elevator door closed behind you, you remembered how to talk again.

“Holy shit!” you loudly exclaimed with your eyes as wide as they could be while walking to your door, “Who is she?”

“That would be our new neighbor, Lina Lee.”

“And you couldn’t be bothered to tell me a sex goddess moved across the hall,” you slapped his arm, “Intel. Stat.”

Chris was having too much fun watching you lose your whole entire shit, but he also wholeheartedly agreed that it was the only right reaction.

“You’re gonna cream your pants when you hear what she does for a living,” he turned the keys and opened the door, “She’s a university professor.”

You whimpered.

“What does she teach?”

“Creative writing.”

You whimpered louder, and Chris burst into proper laughter.

Hey, some people had a thing for brunettes or green eyes or Scorpios for no reason, and you happened to have a thing for people indulging in artistic endeavors.

That was how you and Chris ended up together in the first place.

Jesus fucking christ, this Lina Lee… She was a Woman. With capital W. With a trademark symbol right after it. With a patent that declared she invented eroticism. From that day forward, you could actually tell if she had recently walked in the hallway because you could smell her pheromones all the way from your apartment.

And your brain was properly rotting with the thoughts of her.

THE ROOFTOP POOL INCIDENT

You and Chris had this thing where you occasionally snuck into the rooftop pool as if you owned the goddamn place, always at some godforsaken hour of the night since everybody would be fast asleep. In your defense, no one told the architects of this building to create an atmosphere radiating intense sexual energy—not only the pool was heated, but the pretty neon ligths inside and dim illumination all around made it look like a very classy stripclub. Of course some fucking was going to take place.

“Fuck, I forgot the wine opener,” you quietly hissed right before reaching the exit, “I’ll be right back.”

When you returned shortly, you found Chris still by the door looking outside. Hearing your footsteps approaching, he gestured you to stop and pressed his index finger on his lips. 

“Listen.”

Go figure. You weren’t the only ones after committing a misdemeanor that night.

You closely listened, and it was obvious that someone was moaning outside. Once the realization hit, your jaw dropped all the way to the floor.

“Now check this out,” Chris extended his hand to you to hold and pointed outside.

Lina Lee. Black heels discarded to the side, black dress slid up all the way to her chest, legs spread wide on a sunbed, black nails peeking through some platinum blonde girl’s silky hair as she’s bobbing her head between her legs.

That slippery feeling on your underwear couldn’t simply be described as wet.

“Damn, where were you when I was in college?” Chris whispered quietly through a smirk, “I would have graduated summa cum all over your face.”

“Good girl. Just like that,” Lina moaned outside, not giving a shit whether she would be heard or not, “Eat mommy’s pussy.”

Your oh my god face became even more contorted with surprise and arousal, and you found yourself in the middle of an accidental discovery of things you didn’t even know existed within you.

“This is like your daddy thing all over again,” you addressed Chris with a semi-taunting smile.

You attempted a joke, but in reality, you were electrified from head to toe, and Chris happened to know what those hardened nipples meant. You felt his thumbs stroking them first, and then one of his hands slid down your underwear to caress you.

“You want a mommy, too?” he placed an open mouth kiss on your neck, “Is that why you’re so wet, baby?”

You couldn’t say anything partially due to sudden stimulation on your clit, but you were blushing, and it quickly became a source of entertainment for Chris, making him quietly chuckle against your skin.

“I have an idea,” he kneeled in front of you and dragged your bottoms down, “Keep watching them.”

Chris’ lips on your pussy felt too good at any given time, but having tunnel vision for Lina’s wet cunt getting sloppily eaten right in front of your face was about to drive you insane. 

You were too turned on.

“Come up,” you tapped on his shoulders, “Fuck me. Hard.”

You were concerningly wet. He got right behind you and pumped himself to full hardness, then slid inside your dripping folds with complete ease. Before you knew it, you found yourselves narrating your rabid fantasies about Lina to each other.

“Imagine she’s between your legs right now. Sucking on your clit while I’m blowing your back out,” he hissed into your ear, “God, you would cum so hard all over my cock.”

“Would you fuck her into me, baby?” 

“I would wreck her until she made you cum.”

“Fill her up so I can eat it out of her.”

Chris’ thrusts went berserk at that point as if he was trying to pass through you. He grabbed your ass with both large hands and gave it a firm squeeze.

“Just ask her if she wants to come play sometime. Ask her if she’d like to be your mommy, too,” he maniacally laughed, “We both know how nasty you are. Maybe she and I can finally teach you a lesson.”

The filth that was spewing from his lips got to your head so bad that one wrong move and you were going to explode on the spot.

“Don’t— Don’t make me cum yet!” you urgently pleaded, “Let’s go back home. Right now.”

“Why not here?”

“Because I don’t want this to stop,” you clung to his arms, “Tie me to our bed and edge the shit out of me.”

THE ROOFTOP POOL INCIDENT (Remix)

You and Chris had discussed it, and he suggested that it was better if you approached Lina first, but you were overthinking it beyond humanely possible. You decided to head to the pool, hoping cooling yourself down could help you think better about what you were going to say to her.

Well, maybe you shouldn’t have.

Lina was right there sunbathing topless, naturally drawing a lot of attention on her from the handful of people around as well as the waitstaff. You said fuck it and walked to the sunbed next to her with determined steps.

“Hey! We finally ran into each other,” she casually greeted you, “Mimosa?”

“A lot of it, please.”

She gestured to someone in the distance and tapped her finger on the glass to ask for another. She at least had the courtesy to put on her kimono so that you could have your mental faculties intact when addressing her. Her charismatic charm was still there and slightly intimidating you, but with the mimosa ratio increasing in your bloodstream, you found it much easier to talk to her. You told her about your job, she told you about her life as an academic, and the entire time you daydreamed about barging into her office and eating her pussy right before class.

And at some point, you just forgot what it meant to be subtle.

As you were headed back in the elevator, you didn’t even notice how you were staring at her breasts. So full. So perfectly shaped. You wondered if she had any milk in them. You wondered if she would let you suck on them, and all you repeated to yourself was I’m no better than a crass, horny man right now.

“You like them?” she finally asked you with a knowing smile and scared the daylights out of you.

“S–sorry, I didn’t mean to stare,” you attempted a red-handed apology, “They’re just… Wow.”

“For a woman my age, you mean?”

“No, for a human being, period,” you shared your honest thoughts while getting out of the elevator, “You’re like insanely sexy.”

Lina was very amused at how blunt you were being, but that only meant she could be more forward with you.

“You can touch them if you like.”

No segue or anything. No invitation for some privacy. She just dove right into it. You could touch them. Right in the hallway.

And you did.

The urge to feel her under your touch got the best of you, and before you knew it, you were actually fondling her. When she closed her eyes and heaved a sigh, you started salivating. 

You wanted to suck them. You wanted to suck them. You wanted to suck them.

“Is Chris going to be home soon?” she questioned all of a sudden.

“Yes.”

“Why don’t you fuck that beautiful beast for me first? Then come over for coffee.”

She touched right under your chin, then turned around to unlock her front door. 

“I like my coffee with extra cream. Lots of it,” she smiled at you right before she disappeared into her apartment.

Not too long after you were home, you heard the front door open, and Chris headed straight into the bedroom.

“Whoa, hot stuff alert,” his vulgar whistle echoed in the room when he saw you naked in front of the wardrobe, “but I need to go back to the studio, so it’s gonna have to wait. I came all the way home to pick up a fucking USB.”

“Actually, it can’t” you stopped him in his tracks, “I’m gonna go over to Lina’s for coffee and she has a request.”

“What request?”

“She said she likes her coffee with extra cream.”

Chris’ momentary blank stare morphed into a sleazy grin, and he started walking towards you with unrushed steps.

“A woman of taste,” he acknowledged arrogantly, then turned you around to face the vanity table, gently pushing on your waist to make you arch, “Wants the original frosting so you’ll taste better.”

He dropped his pants and immediately got to work. No foreplay meant you would be tighter than usual, perfect to get him to blow on short notice.

“I’m late. Don’t have too much fun without me,” Chris kissed your lips after finishing and bolted, “I love you.”

You threw on whatever was lying around and knocked on Lina’s door. She greeted you with her everalluring smile and promptly cut to the chase. No playing games, just guiding you to her bedroom rather than any other place appropriate to drink coffee. All of a sudden, you became acutely aware of what was about to happen and you were getting overwhelmed with how much you wanted her.

“Fuck, you’re like a wet dream come true,” you inadvertently uttered while trying to control your breathing.

She pressed her soft lips on yours, and her hands reached the hem of your shirt, peeling it off of you in one go while walking you towards her bed. The deeper your kiss was becoming with each step, the more hurriedly you were stripping each other bare. Once you laid on the mattress, she admired your naked body as if she hadn’t seen it barely clothed less than an hour ago, touching your breasts, kissing them, tasting the salt on your skin with her mimosa lips to her heart’s content.

Lina was so damn beautiful that it made you wanna die.

“So are you,” she nestled between your legs and kissed your inner thighs before landing that fatal blow.

Her tongue on you… Impossible to properly describe, much like how cameras couldn’t grab what your own eyes could see. So warm. So wet. Movements so unrushed and exploratory as though she was trying to draw a map of you, contently humming against your skin like a happily purring cat.

“You taste fucking perfect like this. Your man’s cum all over your pretty pussy,” she brushed her thumb on your folds, “You two are so cute together.”

And there was your chance. You propped up on your elbows to watch her closer.

“Would you say he’s objectively hot?”

“He’s a very handsome young man, yes.”

“Then you should know, we both like you,” you finally confessed, “A lot.”

“Do you now?” Lina softly chuckled and buried her face deeper into you, prompting you to throw your head back.

“We saw you a couple of nights ago,” you clumsily segued, “By the pool.”

“I know. I saw you too,” she casually responded, “You look incredible while fucking each other.”

She felt how you clenched on her tongue at the sudden admission. You were being a little too cute now.

“There was a girl with you.”

“And?” she continued her slippery ministrations, “I like having my pussy eaten by pretty girls.”

You were trying to direct the conversation to something else. To what she said to that girl. You wanted to hear Lina address herself as mommy again but for you.

She was already right between your legs. What were you trying to be subtle about?

“Please, mommy,” you quietly pleaded in a barely audible voice.

Once that word reached her ears, she stopped and looked at you, and her tone was a tinge different, almost commanding.

“Is that what you wanted all along?” she tilted her head, “You wanted to be mommy’s girl, too?”

Shit, it was happening. It was really happening. You knew you wanted it, but you had no idea it would happen this soon, and you felt massively underprepared for some reason.

“Yes.”

Lina smiled again, but there was something curious about it. It was a little dangerous.

“Have you eaten pussy before?”

“Not too many times.”

“Then mommy’s going to teach you how to properly do it,” she descended between your legs again, “Never with a single move. You need to mix and match.”

The tip of her tongue rapidly fluttered on your clit first, and the sensation was almost ticklish. Then she relaxed her tongue and started drawing long, wet lines on your folds, occasionally ending them right on your clit and sucking on it with her plush lips. She eventually slipped two fingers inside you and collected as much cum as she could on them.

“Look it’s both of you,” she showed her digits covered in white slick through and through, and smeared it on her pussy, “Let’s make you cum now.”

With her fingers back inside you, massaging your engorged walls deliciously, Lina started lapping at your clit so fast that it snapped you pretty hard. You instinctively pushed her face deeper inside you as you were cumming, and she punctuated your orgasm with the softest sucks on your clit, careful not to overstimulate you more than you could bear.

“Your turn,” she traded places with you once you came down, “Eat mommy’s pussy.”

You took your time feeling the supple skin of her legs under your touch, then admired how heavily her folds were coated with her arousal. Simply mouthwatering, ready to drip on your tastebuds.

“God, look at this, so fucking tight,” you furrowed your brows at the beautiful sight then looked up at her with a shit-eating grin, “Why don’t you grade my oral presentation skills?”

You kissed her clit and covered your mouth on her pussy, slurping on all the excess slick your tongue could land on. That intense that fast and your hands reaching to fondle her full breasts, it wasn’t that long before Lina started moaning loudly with her fingers in your hair.

“Very fast learner. Nothing less than full score. Tastes better with him, right?” she began to ride your face in earnest as you eagerly nodded at her, “I want him fuck your tight cunt when I’m licking your clit. He’s going to fill you up, and your creamed pussy will be all mine to eat.”

You moaned so loudly into her pussy listening to the lewd vistas she painted for you that Lina let out a hearty chuckle.

“You like cum that much? Then we’ll get you soaked in it,” she spread her pussy lips for you, “Finger me. I’m gonna cum in your mouth.”

You prodded her entrance with two of your fingers and slowly sank them into her. You were rubbing the spongy texture inside her hard with your lips wrapped around her, yet the obscene squelches coming from her pussy were making you wet again. You kept sucking on her swollen clit, but it wasn’t until you started teasing it with your tongue as well that Lina arched on your face, soaking your entire mouth and chin with herself all over. She pulled you up from your shoulders to kiss you, to find out what all of you mixed together tasted like on her tongue.

“If you think we’re done, we’re so not,” she smiled into your lips and laid you down again.

Close to midnight hours, as you were both lying down in Lina’s bed, you heard the jangling of keys signaling Chris’ arrival. She took one glance at you, and when you smiled at her, she threw on her black silk robe and opened the door.

“Your girl’s inside,” she crossed her arms over her chest and leaned against the doorframe, “She said something about you wondering if I want to come play?”

“And?” Chris broke into a satisfied smile.

“Wanna come in for coffee?”

“I don’t drink coffee.”

“I also have pineapple juice.”

He put his keys back in his pocket and crossed the threshold of the apartment across the hall.

“That, I love.”

After she closed the door behind her, Lina turned around to head to her study.

“I’ll give you a head start,” she flashed a beguilingly serene smile at the insanely attractive man right in front of her bedroom door, “I have some papers to grade.”

A bombshell indeed, and that time she allowed you was how much you had left before that bomb went off on both of you.

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