I immediately hit pause and ripped the headphones from my ears, straining to confirm what I thought I'd caught in the gap between songs. There it was again; the unmistakable sound of a woman moaning in sexual pleasure. I glanced at the clock on my laptop - 2:27am. I hadn't even heard Jake come home, but it was clear he'd picked himself up a girl. My cock quickly hardened as I listened; it wasn't unusual to hear him doing an unidentified college chick through the thin walls of our tiny apartment, but I couldn't believe the amount of detail I could make out; the girl seemed to be especially vocal, and every lovely moan was clearly audible, along with a good amount of heavy breathing, high-pitched giggles and the distinct slap of flesh as they fucked.
Unable to resist, I pulled my now-rock hard cock from my boxers and sat up in bed, smiling to myself at the erotic sounds as I began to stroke. Focusing intently, I was able to hear the mystery girl next door give out a low, desperate groan and pay Jake's endowment a rather explicit compliment as clearly as if I were right there in the room with them. The steady slap of skin on skin combined with the lack of creaking springs or thudding headboard made me wonder as to what position he had her in - standing and bent over his desk, maybe? The desk was closer to my room than his bed; maybe that was an explanation for how clearly I could hear them?
I rubbed my thumb over my tip as I considered this, biting my lip and closing my eyes from the intense pleasure as I spread precum over the head, getting it nice and slippery before I resumed my steady pumping. I generally do well with women, but I'd been in a dry spell for a few weeks since my main fuckbuddy started seeing someone more seriously, and I'd been too busy to really pursue random hookups. Some combination of this and the delightful moans and panting I was hearing from this stranger Jake had brought home had my cock especially hard, and I wanted more. My curiosity quickly got the better of me and I closed my laptop and slowly stood, rising from my bed as quietly as I could and creeping over to the door in the darkness, determined to hear as much detail as possible.
I closed my eyes and held my breath as I eased the door open; my heart pounding in my chest and my cock throbbing in my hand. I silently gasped at the sudden increase in volume and clarity. Her blissful moans, his labored breathing, the incessant, graphic and immediately identifiable sound of tight, wet pussy being deeply and consistently fucked - how could it all be so loud? I opened the door in the tiniest increments I could, revealing the hallway in virtual silence.
The mystery of the volume was instantly solved; the hallway was filled with flickering light. Jake's door was wide open; they must have gotten down to business in a drunken hurry. I grinned to myself, slowly stepping out from the pitch black of my room and backing across to the other side of the hall, easing to the right so I could see into his room from as far back as possible so as to remain out of sight. It was clear from what I was hearing that they had no concern about being overheard and weren't likely to hear me moving around either. Jake's room, glowing in the half-light from a lamp in the far corner, was slowly revealed as I moved back. A trail of clothes - a shirt, jeans, what looked like a little black dress, a flash of purple lace that could only be a thong - lay discarded on the floor, leading to the bed. My theory was clearly correct - it lay unoccupied and messy. To see the desk I would have to step further into the light from his room, but a glance down at my straining, dripping wet cock confirmed that there was no going back at this point. Giving it a firm squeeze mid-stroke and taking a deep breath, I took a step to my right.
My jaw dropped as I took in the utterly pornographic scene before me. They were nowhere near the desk. I had totally forgotten about the armchair Jake kept by his bed. Right there, maybe ten feet from me, in plain sight, was a truly perfect, round, juicy ass. An ass which - totally defying any expectation I had - was absolutely smothered with oil. Slippery and shiny, lube dripped down her gorgeous cheeks and onto his thighs as she rode him, her hips and thighs working together to bounce that unbelievable booty up and down in his lap, her back beautifully arched to push her ass out and her dainty feet hooked over his thighs to anchor her. I exhaled slowly, barely keeping my composure, my hand a blur on my iron-hard dick as I focused on the action. Her moans were briefly muffled, replaced by the sound of wet, enthusiastic kisses as they made out, his hands gripping her thighs as she continued to slam her thick butt against his muscular thighs.
I edged closer, taking in the details. Both of them were completely free of pubic hair and dripping wet with oil and sweat. Jake's balls were visibly swollen; huge and pulsating, while his cock stood straight upright as he slouched low in the seat; he looked to have about an inch on me, making him approximately 8" or so, and impressively thick. Her exaggerated bouncing revealed a flash of thick, purple-tinged tip at the top of each thrust - he was clearly also a fan of this girl's moves. For her part, she too was visibly enjoying herself; his cock, already glistening with the oil they had liberally applied to their bodies, was coated with thick, white cream. As I watched, a drop of it ran slowly down over his balls and dripped into the small pool of lube on the hardwood floor between his feet. Each time she slammed her bubble butt down on him it smeared her cum over his cock; her deliciously wet pussy was clenched tight, her juicy pink lips wrapped around his fat cock, visibly gripping on her upstroke as if it didn't want to let his dick go. And just above that, her cute little pink asshole winked enticingly, as shiny with lube as the rest of her.
