1. The Sound Of Dirty Laundry


    Date: 6/23/2016, Categories: Straight Sex, Author: L8LastNight, Rating: 4, Source: LushStories

    rear end. "Oh, god! Fuck!" And she was clearly loving it. Caitlyn chewed on her upper lip. She felt tension all over her body, right down to her toes. She had to consciously remind herself to blink as she continued to watch from behind. She narrowed her eyes when she realized that Jae held the woman's arm behind her back in a firm hammer lock. The woman wouldn't have been able to move even if she wanted to, exposed to his aggressive, disciplined thrusts for as hard and as long as he desired. The sound of the clunking laundry machine and the steady moans of the woman swelled, the cacophony drowning out everything else and sucking her in deep into the lurid moment. It unnerved her to be thinking of Jae this way, to see him so sexually demanding. It dawned on her, from what little she gathered of her silent, elusive neighbour during their passing glances, that she hadn't really thought that he might be like this when he was... “Oh, fuck!” Ka-dung! Caitlyn suddenly fluttered her eyes and shook the unexpectedly heady thoughts swirling through her skull, like she had just shrugged off a dark cloak creeping over her. She took a sharp breath of warm air and stepped back. Through the narrow of the door crack, she could see the couple reaching their crescendo just as the washer was finishing its gasping spin cycle. Ka-dung! "Oh! Oh!” Ka-dung! “Ahh!" Ka-dung! Dragging her teeth together, Caitlyn pushed the door shut. Back in the darkness, she still closed her eyes and slowly leaned ...
    forward, tapping her forehead against the door. She swallowed once and breathed through her mouth, steadying the unexpectedly quickening beats of her heart, and listened to them peak. Over the groan of the machine, she heard the woman call out with an ecstatic, belly shuddering moan. As the motor cut and the washer's tub rattled to a stop, gasps and lusty coos continued to voice her pleasure. Caitlyn deepened her concentration and was rewarded by the sound of Jae's heavy, satisfied breaths and stilted, deep grunts. It actually sent icy, pin-tip tingles through her skin. With the hums of pleasure and sounds of hungry kisses seeping through the door, Caitlyn leaned back. Looking aside to a black corner of her room, she could feel the flush in her cheeks. Pausing for thought with quiet concern etched on her brow, she finally pulled herself away from the door, walked across her room, and burrowed herself beneath the blankets on her bed. Lying in the suddenly deafening silence surrounding her, she didn't sleep the rest of the night. * “Hair-dryer,” Caitlyn said, her perfectly deadpan face glistening with perspiration. “Yeah, I know, right?” Krista replied. Caitlyn couldn’t tell if her friend was grinning from sheepishness or pride. As the two of them marched side-by-side on their respective treadmills, Caitlyn repeated, with stern incredulity, “Hair-dryer?” “Necessity is the mother of invention,” Krista said, sweeping her fingers through her curly, rust-red hair then tapping a few ...
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