by Betsy Locke
I held his head between my legs and clenched the side of the lounge chair. His tongue moved higher and found my hard nub. He flicked me and I lost it.
Chapter Six
That first day would be the first of many. Gabriel's appetite for me was unending. I couldn't believe how many times we fucked every single day.
My body was so sore that I could barely walk but that didn't stop Gabriel. He liked what he was doing to me, weakening me slowly over time so I could never resist him.
I joined him by the pool like I always did every day. This time I wore a new swim suit. A two-piece with blue and white stripes. My top couldn't keep my big tits in check but Gabriel liked me that way. He like them bulging out.
I could never wear something like this in public but in our private backyard it was okay.
“How did you sleep?” Gabriel asked, looking at a newspaper.
“Like the dead,” I replied.
I lay next to him on his lounge chair, snuggling up to him. “You're so warm,” I said, rubbing his chest with my hand
“It's time, Abigail.”
I looked down and saw the tip of his cock peeking through the waistband of his boardshorts. It was time for my favorite part of the day...
The End
Story Twenty One
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Description
Isabella can't stand the loud music her new neighbors are blaring at all hours of the day.
When she goes down to confront them she's surprised by two men with perfect bodies.
But what happens when two is two too many?
Chapter One
It was late at night when I heard our new neighbors playing loud music in the apartment below us. I was busying studying for a college chemistry test tomorrow and couldn't concentrate at all. I put on headphones and tried to focus on the study guide.
The bass from downstairs could be felt in my feet. I didn't want to turn my headphones too loud and blow up my ears.
I knew that someone had moved in just the prior weekend. I hadn't seen them yet but I was going hear a lot from them for the foreseeable future apparently.
I sighed and took off my headphones. I couldn't tell what type of music they were playing but it was probably EDM. The beat always stayed the same and there was almost never a break. I looked at my phone and it said 10:30 PM.
Didn't they know that they couldn't play loud music after ten?
I left my bedroom and found my roommate Mia, on the couch with a tub of ice cream. She was in her pajamas with a big sweater on. The TV was turned up very high.
“Can you hear that?” I asked her, sitting down on the arm of the couch. The sound from the TV muffled the music from below but not entirely.
Mia rolled her eyes. “Of course. It's been driving me crazy. Doesn't matter how loud I turn up the TV because I can still hear it.”
“Should we go down there and tell them it's too loud?”
Mia shook her head and waved her spoon. “No way. They control our fate now. Right now this sucks but what if it was worse. They might not take to two women telling them what to do. They could turn the music up even louder.”
“Okay then. How about we complain to the apartment association? They have to be able to do something about it.”
Mia shrugged. “Maybe they will. I'm still waiting for them to fix the leak in the toilet.”
She was right. They always dragged their feet when it came to fixing things. When our air conditioner went out last summer, they waited all the way until the end of August until they replaced our unit. It took so many phone calls and visits to the office for them to finally do it.
“Well I don't think I'm going to be able to sleep through this.”
I returned back to my room and sat at my desk. The noise was still going on downstairs. My ears were ringing and I tried to focus on studying again.
Then the music stopped. I stood still and listened.
Nothing.
I closed my books. I knew I should go to sleep before it started up again. This would be my only chance. I could always wake up early and study some more before the test.
I got into bed and tossed and turned. The silence was now making it difficult the fall asleep. I kept feeling like they were going to turn on the music any second. My stress levels were rising. There was only one way to tire myself out.
I slipped my hand under the covers and into my pajama pants. I found my clit and a rush of pleasure washed over me. I rubbed myself, imagining a big man undressing before me. His huge cock bouncing up and down at the thought of entering me.
I swirled my hard nub around, my legs stretching out. The mystery man entered me, flooding my eager wet pussy with his meat. I stuffed my head into the pillow to keep from crying out.
I didn't want to let Mia know what I was doing in here.
I rubbed myself as the pleasure built higher and higher. I was so close.
Then the music came back. This time louder than ever.
I screamed into the pillow and collapsed into a sweaty mess. My body was aching with desire. I was so close to the finish line but not able to cross over. Not with the racket going on below.
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Nine hours later and the music was still going. It didn't stop for a second during the night. And I didn't get a wink of sleep. I lay on my bed and stared at the clock until the sun rose.
It had been a very long time since I got a sleepless night. And this one had to happen before a huge test.
My brain was working at ten percent and I needed to get some sleep before the test. My only option was my car.
I went to the bathroom and brushed my teeth. Mia walked into the bathroom looking just as much as a zombie as I did.
“No sleep?” I asked.
She nodded and splashed water on her face. Her eyes were glazed over as she looked into the mirror. “I'm going to go down there and kill them.”
“I'm going to go complain to the office after school. We'll see if that does anything. I'm going to go to school and try to get some sleep in my car.”
I parked my white Jetta in the college parking lot and leaned my seat back. It was still really early and there was barely anyone out. I took in a deep breath and exhaled slowly. My eyes were heavy and I couldn't keep them open any longer.
Sleep never tasted so good.
Chapter Two
It's fair to say that I bombed the test. Not only did I not study enough but I went through it too slowly and I ran out of time.
The bright side was that I would be able to retake it and get a little bit more credit.
I still needed more sleep and I knew the chances of that happening at my apartment were very slim. I went back to my car and took another little nap before my next class.
I woke up when it was dark out and the parking lot lights above were on. “Fucking fuck,” I said out loud. I had skipped my next three classes.
But at least I was more rested.
I went back home and realized that the office for the apartment complex was already closed. I wouldn't be able to complain to them today.
For all I knew, our new neighbors wouldn't be playing loud music anymore. So I might not need to even worry about it.
My hopes were dashed when I began walking up the steps to our second-floor apartment. I could already hear the noise coming through their door. I slammed my feet down on each step as I ascended the stairs. I knew it wouldn't make a difference.
I opened our front door to find Mia asleep on the couch. She opened her eyes when I shut the door, and sat up, wiping her tired eyes. “Your complaint to the office didn't do much, Isabella. I've maybe gotten five minutes of sleep,” she said.
“I'm sorry but I wasn't able to make it to th
e office before they closed. I'll have to go tomorrow,” I replied.
“I don't think I'm going to make it another night,” she said.
“Maybe you should sleep in your car like I did. I was able to get a few hours in. It was better than nothing.”
“I might just have to.”
“I think I'm going to go down there and politely tell them to turn it down. I don't think it can get any worse.”
Mia yawned. “I agree with you this time.”
“Okay wish me luck.” I turned back to the door.
“Wait a second,” Mia said, stopping me in my tracks. I watched her get up and go to the fridge. She came back with a bottle of Tequila. “This will sweeten them up. Telling them to turn it down will be easier when you come bearing gifts.”
“Great idea. You sure you don't want come down with me? If it's college guys, they might warm up to the fact that two pretty women live above them.”
“Not going to happen when I look like this. I haven't gotten any sleep and I'm not letting anybody see me like this. Good luck, I'm rooting for you.”
I walked outside and down the stairs. I was more nervous now than I was when I took the chemistry test earlier today. I came to their door and knocked. I waited and nobody came. It was foolish of me to think that they could hear me with all that music playing.
I rapped on the door harder this time, banging my fists against the wood. The music turned down a notch and I realized that it worked. Somebody was coming to the door.
A man opened the door. I mean a real man. He was in his early twenties. Every muscle rippled under his tight white t-shirt. He had a dark short beard that framed his face really well. I lost the breath in my lungs at the sight of him.
“What can I help you with?”
“Uhh...” I immediately flushed. I had completely forgotten what I came down here to say to him. All I knew was that this man was perfect.
“Who is it?” Another man came over, cresting over the first guy's shoulder. This man was just as good as the first, short hair and tattoos covering his arms. They both looked like they spent all day in the gym.
I was finally able to force my brain to say something. “I live upstairs,” I said in a low voice. The music they were playing could still be heard.
“That's cool,” the first guy said. “I'm Jayden and that's Oliver.” He pointed to Oliver with all the tattoos. I said their names in my head over and over again so I wouldn't forget them.
I gulped. “My name is Isabella.” I felt like I was introducing myself in a foreign language. Luckily for me they understood my sloppy English.
“Nice to meet you,” Oliver said. “What can we do for you?”
I balled my hands into fists and steeled myself. I needed to stick up for Mia and I. I couldn't go back up there and face her if I didn't do something about the noise.
“I was wondering if you guys could turn down the music a little.”
“Oh shit,” Jayden said. “We didn't know it was too loud. We thought the walls were really thick here. We're sorry.”
“Sorry about that,” Oliver chimed in.
“My roommate and I didn't get much sleep last night. But thank you. I brought you guys a bottle of Tequila.” I handed it to Jayden and he apologized again.
“Why don't you come in and help us drink this?”
“No I couldn't. I have a lot of studying to do.”
Oliver was hanging on Jayden's strong arm. “Come on. We owe you for being such dumbasses. It will make us feel better.”
I relented. They were way too good looking and that need from the night before returned. “One drink,” I said with my index finger sticking straight up.
Chapter Three
Their place was the cliché college guy's apartment. There was a couch and TV with giant floor speakers flanking each side. There wasn't any other furniture.
Jayden walked into the kitchen and took out three shot glasses. He poured the tequila into each one. It had been awhile since I had taken a shot of alcohol.
Don't get me wrong, I did my fair share of drinking in college but it was mostly mixed drinks. I was never good with hard liquor.
Jayden passed the glasses out to us. We formed a triangle and raised our glasses.
“To new friendships,” Oliver announced.
We clinked our glasses together and I downed the shot. The tequila melted my throat on the way down. I leaned over onto the kitchen counter, coughing up a lung.
“I think our new friend needs a Sprite,” Oliver told Jayden.
Jayden ran to the fridge and grabbed a can. He snapped the tab and handed it to me. I sucked on the soda until the searing pain finally died down. My eyes were tearing up and I felt so embarrassed. “Very smooth,” I said.
Jayden and Oliver looked at one another and burst out laughing. I had redeemed myself with a good joke.
“I assume you go to the college,” Oliver said, his eyes glanced down at my cleavage with immense desire.
I realized that my low-cut purple top was probably not the best thing to wear around two horny college guys. I couldn't help it if my breasts were way too big for my body. I liked the size of them and I liked the way they looked.
I nodded. “Last time I checked.”
“What are you majoring in?”
“I haven't exactly decided yet. I still have until the end of this semester to declare my major.”
“Anything you're leaning towards?” Jayden asked.
I got lost in his ocean-blue eyes for a moment. Both of these men were perfect specimens in every way. I'd never seen guys so hot before. And there were two of them right here in front of me! I didn't know what to do with myself.
“I was thinking of maybe doing communications. What are you both majoring in?”
“I'm majoring in computer science and Jayden is majoring in getting laid.”
Jayden punched Oliver in the shoulder as hard as he could. That didn't seem to faze him. “Don't pay attention to him. I'm majoring in business.”
The two of them didn't look very smart to me but appearances could be deceiving.
“How about we do another shot?” Oliver asked.
I weighed the options in my head. The alcohol was already hitting me and I felt really good. Plus I had already told them I would only do one drink.
Jayden caught on to my apprehension. “You didn't do too well with your first shot, Isabella. Maybe you shouldn't.”
Jayden had thrown down the gauntlet. I never backed down from a competition. “Pour the damn shots,” I said with straight face.
Oliver poured us all shots and passed them out. I kept my hand on my Sprite as a chaser. It was the only way I would make it out of here alive. “What should we toast to?” I asked.