Convincing Madeline That She Is A Fucking Whore Part 2

Sam lived in the apartment next to Madeline. He lived right next to the room that she stayed in, and because the apartments were on the cheap side, he could hear everything that went on in there.

“Open up wide, Mads I am going to come,” the male voice would say. That noise was always followed by his loud moans, and they were typically filled with Madeline’s encouragement. She would tell him how much she wanted his cum, how much she needed his cum, and after a couple more grunts and groans, he would inevitably hear Mads thanking the male afterward for placing his load directly onto her face or into her mouth.

“Thank you thank you thank you!” she would say. The way she said it, with a slight whine in her voice and a streak of excitement mixed splendidly together, would make his cock as hard as it could go. Sometimes he felt like she broke it because it would ache a bit until he stroked it while listening to her. When he would bust his load into his sock or into a random tissue that he had, he would picture her looking up at him. He would picture her begging him, and licking his tip, and then he would shoot a load that felt like a quart was pouring through his penis, soaking whatever he was using to catch it.

This couldn’t go on. It was driving him crazy. The only problem was that Sam was intensely shy. He also was still a virgin. Most people looked at him like he was crazy when he admitted to it. A VIRGIN? People couldn’t believe it that in this day and age, with so much sexual freedom around the world, with Freeuse being practiced so regularly, out in the open no less. But it was true. Poor Sam suffered from crippling anxiety. He had never been able to go through with the act, no matter how much he thought about it.

He thought about it so much with Mads living next door. The walls were so thin he felt like he was sitting right next to her when she was getting fucked. He would see her walking around through the open door sometimes when he passed their apartment. He would see the short shorts she would wear, or sometimes nothing at all, her pink nipples pointing out and making him feel like he couldn’t catch his breath.

Then it happened. One morning he was flipping through the channels and he noticed that he forgot to pick up the paper from his doorstep. He opened the door and when he reached down to pick it up, he saw her. She was just coming in from the elevator down the hall. She was wearing the thinnest sundress he had ever seen. She looked so perfect, with her pale skin and colored hair. He loved the way her tattoos stuck out against her white skin. She was carrying a bag of groceries, and he didn’t even notice what he was doing until he was right behind her as she was opening her door. He had her skirt crumpled in his fist, lifting it while looking at her ass. His free hand was unzipping his jeans and pulling his stem out from his pants.

“Oh, what? Oh, hey Sam…”

Then he could feel her wet lips. He could feel her fucking pussy on him. She was already wet. Was she always this wet? He would hear her roommates say that… He let out some soft moans and grunts as he pressed forward, and before he knew it he was completely inside of her.

She let out a sigh as she gripped the bag against her chest and pressed her face against the wood of the door. She let out a deep breath and Sam saw her hair fly away from her face before being sucked back where it was.

“Sam… You are so big… That was so fast…”

Sam pressed in more… He felt her wrap around his penis, the entire shaft now encased in her. Encased in Madeline… All those nights he had dreamed of her had not prepared him for how good she felt. She felt so good that he couldn’t stop what happened next. He began to come. He knew it was thick and that it was powerful because Mads let out a cry as she felt him begin to fill her up.

He dripped down her lips and down his shaft and completely covered himself. He came so fucking much that she could feel it make her thighs slick almost immediately. She had no idea how long he had been waiting to unleash that load. In his head it seemed like the moment he had first laid eyes on Madeline he was preparing for that. He let out a soft moan as he pumped a few more times into her, wanting desperately to suck that cum back inside his body so that he could do every dirty thing he had conjured up over the past few agonizing months with Madeline living next door.

“Oh…” she said. She picked her head up off the door and turned her head and kissed him. She licked his lips when they pulled away, and then went back in to bite his lower lip hard enough for him to pull away surprised. “Look at what a mess you made…”

Look at what a mess you made…

He heard those words ring through his entire being. He pressed forward and started bucking his hips and he could feel the cum still dripping out of her, but amazingly his cock was not softening. No… It was staying exactly the same. The way she talked about his cum made him feel like a lunatic. He started fucking her cum filled hole as hard as he could, and he saw the groceries spill out of her bag of food all over the hallway while he wailed on her from behind.

A couple of hours later Jake and Claire came home. They were first surprised to see their groceries hastily strewn on the floor right at the entrance of their apartment, but once they came into the living room, they figured out what happened.

Claire was the first to see them. Madeline was covered in cum, almost from head to toe. Sam couldn’t help himself. He kept on shooting loads onto her when he worked himself up, and she would encourage him so much after that his cock would stay hard, and he would just keep on fucking her. They walked in just in time to see him pumping his fifth load into Madeline’s waiting mouth. She took it down her mouth and let the last bit hang off her chin as she smiled up at Sam and then to Claire and Jake.

“This is Sam! He’s our neighbor!” she said before Sam stuck his cum covered cock into her mouth before waving at her two roommates.

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