Sunday
I awoke the next morning to an insistent knocking on my door. Groggily I sat up, noting that Cindy, still in the crook of my arm, was only just waking up under the pounding noise as well.
"What?" I called out to whoever was so rudely interrupting my sleep. Bad mistake. Keisha took that as an excuse to come straight into the room. I scrambled to get all of my limbs under the blanket. Cindy, apparently more used to Keisha's presence, just sat up dropping the blankets so that my morning wood almost peeked out.
Bare chested before her flat mate - who didn't fail to notice my frantic scrambling or how close I had come to showing my pecker - Cindy greeted Keisha. "Hey, is it 9:00 already?"
"Yup," Keisha replied, bouncing slightly with impatience - or was that excitement - those massive knockers jiggling up and down for me. My leg twitched involuntarily at the sight against Cindy who, without looking, snaked her hand under the sheets to envelope my pecker.
"Ok, Keisha. Keep your hair on. We're just getting up." Cindy replied evenly, "how did you even get in?"
"Luckily Irina isn't as lazy as you two." Keisha growled playfully. "Come on, we've all got work to do!"
"Yeah, yeah." Cindy retorted. "But he's not going to be of use to you until he's washed. Let me give him a shower, and then he's all yours until the afternoon. Ok?"
"Fine." Keisha pouted, "but hurry up!"
She stalked out of the room leaving me and Cindy alone in the bed, naked.
"Are you planning on making me Mayor today as well?" I quipped.
Cindy grumbled in reply. She pinched my foreskin between thumb and finger, and used that to tow me onto my feet. "Get in the shower."
I followed Cindy into the hallways, still pulled by my foreskin, but thankfully somewhat covered by a towel. There was no-one to see between my room and the bathroom anyhow.
We each took our morning leak, me with some difficulty through my morning wood, and got into my less roomy shower together. With both of us in there we were pressed close together under the water stream. I loved it. "When I build my own house I'm installing a shower just this small."
Cindy grumbled slightly again, still not in the best of moods, grabbed my shoulders and heaved herself up on me. For a moment she tried to find our sexual connection without using a hand to guide me, but under the slippery water there was no chance, so I quickly helped out.
As she sank onto my pole Cindy sighed "good! I can't have you fucking everyone in sight but me! Now give it to me hard."
I followed the command, pushing Cindy up against the shower wall and pummelling into her with a vengeance. I had to agree with Cindy, it had been far too long since we had copulated.
I threw myself into the sex, experimenting with the pace and depth of my strokes. I would have tried to change the angle as well, but holding Cindy up with her legs wrapped around my hips gave me little enough room for movement as it was. Suddenly I felt the water that had been pouring down on us from the shower head above move, and before I registered it Cindy had stretched so that she could spray the water straight at our sexes from below. It was a sensuous feeling, the water massaging my dick and balls as I thrust into Cindy. She must have gotten pleasure from it as well, as it stimulated her nether erogenous zones.
Soon enough she came hard, muffling her screams of ecstasy against my shoulder.
I let her calm down a bit, no longer making any movement but still feeling the walls of her vagina twitch around my cock. "Damn you." She whispered, "I said fuck me!"
As much as she could she bounced up and down to get the friction going again. I helped out to resume the wet slaps of skin against skin. Cindy kept right on using the shower head to great effect on both of us. Very soon she was burying her face in my neck again and breathing very heavily.
Again I stopped to let her ride out the orgasm. The first indication I had that she was done came when she grabbed the hair on the back of my head roughly and looked deep into my eyes, our foreheads touching. "I must have been unclear the first two times: Ram. Your. Cock. Into. My. Pussy. Until. You. Come." She explained as though explaining to an imbecile.
"Yes ma'am" I saluted one armed. I did just as she commanded as well, pushing up into her repeatedly even through her next orgasm. On that third one, shortly after it began for her I joined in, spilling what seed I had to give deep into her.
We calmed down, and I realised I'd been holding up Cindy for a long time. My exhaustion finally overcoming the adrenaline I sank to the floor of the shower dragging Cindy involuntarily to sit in my lap. I pulled a wet strand of hair out of her face and tucked it behind her ear. "You're too good for me." I told her.
Cindy smiled beaming at me.
After regaining some strength we completed the shower, actually getting clean, and returned to my room to dress. Keisha was at the door giving the both of us the stink-eye and a knowing look on her face. Still, she had a teacup in her hand so I assumed Alex or Irina had provided her with some kind of sustenance.
Cindy and I took our time getting dressed, me because I knew Keisha was going to judge me the moment I walked out that door so I wanted the most wrinkle-free shirt and the least faded pants I could find. Cindy took her time because she was deep in thought. Halfway dressed she stopped, still only in her bra and skirt, sat on my bed and fixed me with a stare.
"I want to tell you what I dreamt last night." She said, sounding very serious.
"Mhm?" I replied, only lending her half an ear.
"Remember that faceless angel I told you about the night we met? He came back last night."
"What?" I asked, confused.
"In my dream." Cindy explained. "I was standing in a meadow, and there was this table there. The angel was on the other side of the table, and he brought out his sword again. He pointed it at my forehead, and suddenly there was a birdcage on the table, with a beautiful blackbird inside it. I opened the cage and the bird hopped out onto the table. I tried to pick it up but it hopped away from me. Every time I tried to coax it closer it would cheep shrilly at me and hop away as though it was scared of me."
"The angel then pointed the sword at my heart, and pricked me lightly as before, and suddenly the bird could fly. It soared away into the sky and vanished. The angel waved his other hand and the cage vanished to be replaced by a small box with the sign of a heart on it. The blackbird was suddenly on my shoulder. It cheeped at me, and flew away again. I could see it wheeling and whirling all around the meadow with almost every type of bird you could imagine, parrots, nightingales, hummingbirds, ravens, parakeets, sparrows, crows, hawks, eagles, falcons, red breasts, herons, simply everything. But after each time it would fly off to dance with a bird it would come back to me and sit on my shoulder and chirp in my ear."
"The angel then placed his sword against my pussy again, and I got instantly wet. I guess that's why I was so desperately horny this morning, and why I jumped you in the shower. But when the angel touched me there the blackbird came back to me a last time, then flew off to dance with the other birds, but didn't come back to me. I looked at the table and the box with the heart was gone, and in its place was a pair of binoculars. I picked them up, and looked through them at the blackbird wheeling in the distance and I was suddenly sad because I knew the blackbird would never come back to me. When I put down the binoculars the angel nodded at me, and began beating his sword against the table. Lightly at first, then harder and harder."
Cindy stopped talking then, and I - now fully dressed - sat down beside her. "And then what?" I asked.
