An itchy nose greeted me as I awoke on Kevin's couch again, my 'home away from home' this past week. As I began blinking my way slowly into consciousness amidst the dark, dank single story flophouse Kevin called his home, I noticed immediately that I was alone on his sagging couch and not accompanied by Amber. I glanced at my phone and noted that it was still much too early, 8:18am, for her to have gotten up yet, especially given her recent activities. I leaned back on the couch, accepting that she must be using the bathroom.
Closing my eyes and getting in a good stretch I suddenly paused, possibly hearing something coming from behind me on the couch. I waited a moment and when no one entered the room I sat up and looked over the back of the couch, down the hall, and tried to make out any movement. Despite it being nearly 8:30 in the morning, the whole house was still very dark, all the windows having been covered up and no lights yet switched on.
I couldn't see anything or anyone but could definitely detect some movement and noises down the hall, possibly coming from Kevin's room. I hesitated just charging down the hall and peering into his room, as even being a drug dealer's flophouse, I couldn't abandon all my good manners. Instead I quietly stood up and crept down the hall a few steps to determine what exactly I was hearing.
Holding my breath momentarily I focused all my energy on listening and could make out a few rustling noises and light breathing. What I was almost sure of, however, was that at least some of those sounds were feminine. I doubted Kevin had another woman in the house and decided, because it was likely Amber, that I had at least some right to investigate. I crept a few more paces towards Kevin's room on the left side at the end of the hall and noticed it was ajar about 6-7inches. It was a shade or two darker in the room but I peered in and let my eyes adjust to the darkness and tried to make out what I was seeing.
What I saw both surprised and delighted me, but also raised a few questions that I would have to address at some point. Kevin was seated on the edge of his bed with his legs on the floor, spread open wide enough for Amber, who was seated on the floor at his feet. His back was arched and his hands placed on the bed, holding himself up with his head tilted up towards the ceiling and eyes closed. Amber meanwhile was bobbing her head up and down between his legs, making soft slurping and sucking sounds, obviously sucking him off.
Given the situation my senses were heightened to an almost superhuman level and the tiny details of the spectacle began to stick out. I could make out a small pipe on the bed, next to Kevin's right hand. Kevin's shirt was still on but his pants and boxers had been hastily discarded and lay crumpled in a heap a few feet from Amber. From all indications it looked as though Amber had ambushed him while he was smoking something and this little meeting was both impromptu and of Amber's making. Both of which filled me with nervous sexual energy that prompted both questions and fantasies to bubble up in my mind.
Amber was really taking her time sucking Kevin's dick, taking him deep in her throat with a slow deliberate pace and keeping him there until she choked softly. Then she would catch her breath while licking and kissing the head and despite not being able to see it well, I could hear her smiling through a good portion. My view was from behind Amber but angled enough that I could still see bit of her face and occasionally Kevin's cock disappear into her mouth when she leaned back a bit. My approach had been quiet enough that I seriously doubted anyone had heard me and my spot mostly behind the door ensured I was basically invisible to them from my vantage point.
I knelt down on one knee slowly and carefully, trying to avoid cracking a joint or breathing too hastily and settled into watching the events unfold with a conflicted anticipation. As if on queue, Kevin grabbed the small glass pipe and accompanying lighter and sat up a bit while lighting it. The pipe was different to the one Amber had been using to smoke crack and had a little circular bowl at the end of it, where Kevin was placing the flame of the lighter below. He twisted the pipe between his fingers while holding the flame under it, which caused the bowl to rotate back and forth about a quarter turn. After a few seconds a small stream of smoke began to rise from the bowl out of a hole that I couldn't see in the low light.
Amber noticed this and stopped sucking, sitting up on her knees and leaning towards Kevin and the smoking pipe between his fingers. Kevin turned the pipe around and placed the end in Amber's mouth, continuing to intermittently twist the pipe and hold the flame under the bowl. After a few moments of this he removed the flame from the bowl and motioned to Amber to breath in. She took the hint and visibly arched her back, breathing in as deeply as she could while Kevin continued to twirl the pipe that was still at Amber's lips.
Finally, Amber leaned away from the pipe, clearly having no more space in her little lungs and tilted her head up. What came out was the biggest, thickest cloud of smoke I had ever seen get exhaled from her delicious lips. At first it cascaded from her mouth and nose, an almost uncontrollable release of dense white smoke that slowly thinned out into an even stream slowly released from Amber's mouth over the course of 3-4 seconds. I wasn't entirely sure, but I hazarded a guess that Amber was in fact smoking meth. I was a bit hurt that she would get tweeked for her first time without me, but I was having difficulty focusing on that disappointment with how hard my cock had gotten.
I watched in awe as Kevin lit a few more bowls for Amber, each cloud coming out bigger and thicker than the last, turning me on to the point where I was stroking myself through my jeans just to achieve a measure of release. After Amber's fourth hit off the meth pipe Kevin placed the pipe and lighter back down on his dirty comforter and beckoned Amber to the bed. She wasted no time and climbed on top of him, placing her hands on his shoulders and kissing him with a feverish intensity. Kevin reached his hands out and gripped her hips, guiding Amber's glistening, meaty pussy lips over his surging penis.
As the tip reached the opening of her cunt he adjusted his grip so both hands were cupping her ample ass and began teasing her by pressing his cock in just a little and then denying Amber full penetration. All the while Amber was fighting against him, trying to force her meager bodyweight down onto his rigid member with no success. She was actually begging to be fucked by another man, right in front of me, while she thought I lie asleep down the hall. I pushed the less appealing aspects of that reality aside for the moment and tried focusing on how sexy it was. Gauging from the discomfort of my painful erection, I'd say I was more than a little bit conflicted.
"Give me your cock. Please.. give it to me..," whispered Amber through labored breath.
"What do you want? What do you want me to do?" Came Kevin's taunting reply.
"I want you to give me your baby. I want you to breed me," answered Amber unexpectedly.
Amidst all the action in front of me only now had the unanswered questions about it actually caused a stir of panic and confusion that took me out of the moment. I desperately searched my mind to try to piece together some meaning or reasoning behind Amber's words that added up to more than the simple truth of what she had just said. A baby? She wanted a child? I was utterly dumbfounded at this revelation. But while I remained confounded out in the hall, the action hadn't ceased to progress inside Kevin's room.
Amber was now riding Kevin's cock with a torrid pace, rocking her hips with an expert fluidity and rhythm that again clouded my ability to keep my arousal at bay. I continued watching as Kevin's fingers dug into the soft flesh of Amber's milky white ass cheeks, squeezing and kneading them as they crashed against him and rippled with each thrust. Amber was taking any opportunity she could to kiss Kevin and whisper to him, but I was unable to make out the words. I would occasionally catch the words 'baby' and 'breed' and had little doubt she was continuing to beg for Kevin to impregnate her.
It didn't take much encouragement, though, as Kevin seemed to have given in to her demands and grabbed her around the waist and stood up with her still impaled on his dick. He slammed her down on the bed and began pounding her with reckless ferocity, clearly focusing on reaching climax sooner rather than later. Amber had her arms wrapped around the inside of her thighs and was holding her legs out as wide as she could manage. Her entire body was continually being rocked by Kevin's forceful thrusts and her legs would shake and bounce off the bed each time he pounded her. I could see her looking up at Kevin, wordlessly mouthing things to him, obviously begging for his seed.
