When I was 25, I lived alone in a one bedroom apartment in a rather large apartment complex with 1, 2, and 3 bedroom units. I had moved there after breaking up with a long-time girlfriend, and was enjoying being a single, independent adult for the first time in my life.
One Saturday night, I had decided to stay at home, mainly because I had just paid the rent, and my cash flow situation was not very good at the time.
I would much rather have gone out and tried to get laid, but my better judgment told me it was not a good idea that week.
After fixing myself dinner, I stayed up for a while and watched a couple of movies on cable, then decided to call it an early night and get a good night’s sleep. I showered and went to bed at about 11:00 (too early for a Saturday night, I thought), and after a little tossing and turning, I drifted off to sleep.
I woke up to hear someone knocking on my door, and when I looked at the clock on the nightstand, it read 2:00 in the morning. I threw on my jeans, and answered the door.
The last thing in the world I expected to see was what I saw when I opened the front door.
Standing right in front of me was a tall, slender, gorgeous brunette, and she was dressed to kill. She was wearing a short black leather skirt, platform shoes, and a black leather jacket, under which I could see a low-cut white tube top that she obviously had to keep pulling up, because her tits were big enough to keep working it down.
“Hi”, I said, “what can I do for you?”
She said, “I’m Marie…Did Starkey get here yet?”, and I could tell that she’d been out drinking. I could smell tequila on her breath, and she was not only slurring her words when she spoke, but she was slightly swaying back and forth as she stood there.
I quickly figured out what had happened….she had gone to the wrong apartment. I knew Starkey was a pot dealer who lived in the same apartment complex, and obviously this girl was looking to buy some pot from him.
“Starkey’s not here”, I said, and I was about to tell her she was at the wrong place, when she started walking (or rather, weaving) thru the door.
“Cool, I’ll just wait for him – he said he wouldn’t be very long. You must be his roommate. He said you’d let me in and fix me a drink if I had to wait for him”, she said, and before I could react, she was inside and heading for my couch. She sat down and put her car keys on the coffee table, then looked at me with that glazed look that people get when they’re drunk.
I decided that I had to get rid of her…this just had too much potential for trouble, for several reasons. For one thing, I knew enough to know that Starkey was definitely not somebody to mess with, and if he found out that I had caused him to lose any business, he’d come after me. If, on the other hand, I just told her to leave, in her inebriated state, she could very well get in an accident, and I wasn’t so sure that I would not be found liable for sending a drunk driver on the road.
I decided that my best course of action would be to get dressed, leave her here for a few minutes, and get either Starkey or his roommate to come over here and get her out of my apartment.
“I’m going to go get Starkey, I’ll be back in just a couple of minutes, ok?”, I said as I put on my shirt and shoes.
“Okay”, she said, “but why don’t you fix me a drink before you go?”
I figured that another drink wouldn’t do her any more harm at this point, and it would also assure that she’d stay put long enough for me to come back with someone to take her out of there. I went into the kitchen and looked in the cupboard. All I had in there was a pint bottle of tequila, and it was only half full, but I figured it would be more than enough to occupy her for the short while that was needed.
“Is tequila all right?”, I asked.
“Yeah, that’s what I drink…I like straight shots.”
I didn’t have a shot glass, and I just wanted to go get someone to get rid of her, so I just handed her the bottle and told her I’d be right back.
I left her there on the couch with the TV on, and she seemed to be settling in with the tequila and a movie that was just starting, so I walked out the door and headed to Starkey’s apartment on the other side of the complex.
When I got there, I noticed that Starkey’s car wasn’t there, but I knew that his roommate didn’t have a car, so I tried knocking on the door anyway. After getting no response, I decided to come back in a little while and try again.
I was almost back to my apartment when I heard a car driving into the complex. I turned around and saw Starkey’s car pull in and park. As I started walking back, I saw him and his roommate get out of his car and run into his place.
I was just about to cross the driveway to get to Starkey’s when two police cruisers pulled up with their lights flashing. I immediately side-stepped behind some bushes that were next to the driveway, and I knew that there was no way they could have seen me.
The officers got out of their cars and walked to Starkey’s door, and after a while they came out with Starkey and his roommate in handcuffs, put them in the two cars, and drove off with them.
“Great!”, I thought as I walked back to my place, “What the hell am I supposed to do now?”.
I got back to my apartment, and walked in to find the girl was still sitting on the couch, but she had passed out. I looked at the clock, and realized I was gone quite a bit longer than I thought I would be.
The tequila bottle was standing on the coffee table empty.
I tried talking to her, and got no response.
I gently tried to shake her to wake her up.
Still no response.
Then I noticed that she had taken off her shoes and jacket after I’d left, and her tube top had slipped down quite a bit, showing some serious cleavage and then some.
I stood there and looked at her, and thought it over. Nobody knew she was here – and in the morning, she wouldn’t even remember being here herself. Starkey wouldn’t have any gripe with me, since he had bigger things to be worrying about now.
I hooked up my headphones to the stereo, and placed them over her ears. I turned them up to full volume with the stereo off, then turned the stereo on for a full minute. The music in the headphones was loud enough to wake the dead, but she never even flinched. She was out of it, big-time!
I figured that I’d be safe if I took full advantage of the situation, and decided to go for it.
I went to my bedroom and came back with my polaroid camera. I took a shot of her lying there on the couch, then I pulled her tube top down to her waist and took another shot of her lying there with her tits out.
She had slid down on the couch from her sitting position, and her short skirt had slid up her thighs. I pulled her farther off the edge of the couch until I could flip her skirt up around her waist, and saw that she wasn’t wearing any panties.
I stood back for a moment to survey my unexpected gift.
Her tits and her pussy were pale, with tan lines showing the style of bikini she wore during the day. Her tits were fairly large and perfectly smooth, with good-sized nipples and a slight bit of sag to them. Her pussy was very hairy, and obviously had never been shaved or even trimmed before.
I rolled her tank top farther down, then folded her skirt up over it, so that it looked like she was naked except for a wide black belt around her waist.
I took another picture of her lying there like that, then moved her feet on top of the coffee table with her legs spread wide open, then took another one.
Then I picked her up in a fireman’s carry and took her to my bedroom, rubbing and squeezing her bare ass on the way. When I walked thru the doorway of my bedroom, I misjudged the distance, and her head thumped against the doorframe…she’d have a pretty nice lump on the back of her head from it, but nothing serious.
I set her on my bed face down, and took another picture of her splendid bare ass. Then I rolled her over and moved her legs apart, bending them at the knees, so her pussy was as wide open as it could get. I got on the bed, and was about to start eating her pussy, when I had an idea.
I decided to shave it first!
I went to the bathroom, and got some towels, a razor, shaving cream, and a bowl of warm water. I folded one of the towels and put it under her ass, then I took a couple more pictures, one showing her on the bed from head to toe, and another one a close-up of her pussy. I decided to take a series of pictures while I shaved her – before, during, and after.
I covered her pussy with the shaving cream, took more pictures, and went to work, taking my time and making sure I was very careful and very thorough, pausing at various stages to document it on film.
As soon as the last of her once-thick bush was gone, I got a brand new razor and went back over every bit of it, feeling for any rough spots I may have missed the first time and smoothing them off.
Once I was convinced that she had nothing but smooth skin, I used the water and the other towel, and gently got her clean and dry.
I took the ‘after’ pictures, and then picked up where I had left off. I started eating her pussy, gently at first, then as I got into it, I worked my tongue over her smooth little slit like a starving man, which I suppose I was, since I hadn’t been laid for a few weeks.
I scooped my hands under her ass, and used my thumbs to peel her pussylips apart. I had sucked her clit in between my lips, and ran the tip of my tongue all around it while keeping the sucking pressure on.
That had never failed to get a good response with any of the other women I had done that to before, but she never even twitched. She was totally out of it, so I sucked and fingered her pussy to my hearts content.
By this time, my cock was so hard I thought it would scream, but I resisted the temptation to fuck her right away – I figured I might as well take my time and enjoy myself.
I moved up and straddled her chest. I put my cock between her tits, pressing them together, and started tit-fucking her, tugging on her nipples as I pumped my cock between her boobs.
After a couple minutes of this, it was just too much for me. I felt that final build-up of pressure from my cock, and I started to come. The head of my cock was right above her chin, and the first shot landed on her forehead. I kept massaging my cock with her tits as I covered her face with come, rolling her nipples between my fingers as I did.
When I was finished, I took the by-now obligatory pictures, and laid down next to her for a few moments, thinking about my situation.
Here I was, unexpectedly in bed with a beautiful girl from out of nowhere that I could do anything I wanted to with, with no hassles, no repurcussions, and – best of all – no arguing or hesitation!
As I lay there looking at her and thought about it, my cock started getting hard again. I got between her legs and lifted them up onto my shoulders as I eased the head of my now-hard-again dick into her pussy.
Once I had it in just enough to be sure it would stay in, I moved up, lifting her legs up, and then I pressed down, putting her bare feet together just above her head and right in my face. I noticed that she had a small tattoo of Mickey Mouse right above her left ankle.
I reached my hands down and grabbed her asscheeks, gripping them and pulling them apart just as hard as I could, keeping just the first two inches of my cock in her.
Then I eased my middle finger into her ass, slowly sliding it in and working it as far in her ass as I could get it.
I made a few minor adjustments to ensure that I’d be comfortable in this position, then in one long, smooth thrust I buried my cock in her pussy just as far as I could, then held it there, moving gently back and forth as I pressed down to get every last bit in.
I held that position for a few moments, and I could feel the head of my cock pressing up against the very bottom of her pussy, but she still was completely unresponsive.
I started pumping both my cock and my finger in and out of her simultaneously, pressing my finger along the underside my cock thru the thin membrane. I’ve done that many times before with other women, and I’ve always been told that it feels like having one giant cock in both places at the same time.
Slowly and steadily I picked up the pace of my fucking, until I was slamming her with long, hard, deep strokes that actually were bouncing her ass up off the mattress as her bare feet were wobbling in my face.
Finally, the inevitable occurred, and I pressed down as hard as I could, feeling the head of my cock mushrooming against the bottom of her pussy as I used my finger to massage my hard-spurting rod while I emptied my balls in her.
Once I was done, I pulled my cock out and put her legs back down as I got off of her. After lying next to her and catching my breath, I got the camera again, and my timing was perfect. I got a couple of shots of her lying there with a come-covered face, and more come seeping out of her pussy.
As I lay next to her on the bed, I noticed the time, and realized that it would soon be sunrise…but I had just enough time before then for one more go at her.
Sure enough, my cock soon started to get hard again, and I knew what I wanted to do for my grand finale!
I got back between her legs, and put them back on my shoulders, and started easing the head of my cock into her ass. The combination of lubrication from fucking her and having her ass stretched out slightly from my finger made it fairly easy to get it in.
Once I had my cock-head in her ass, I stayed in the kneeling position I was in, and grabbed her by the ankles. Holding her ankles up and as far apart as I could reach, I started pumping my cock in and out of her ass, working it in a little more each time until I had it buried as far as I could get it.
Keeping in mind that time was of the essence, I fucked just as fast and hard as I could, and the continuous hard thrusting was gradually sliding her up the bed towards the headboard. I didn’t even notice she was moving until I heard her head hit it with a ‘thunk!’, but by then, I didn’t care!
I kept up my fast-paced fucking, and the combination of watching my cock sliding in and out of her ass, watching her tits bouncing crazily from the fucking, and the constant thump-thump-thump of her head hitting the headboard finally put me over the edge again.
I moved my hands down, dropping her lower legs over my arms, and grabbed the tops of her thighs as I pulled her tight up against me while I filled her butt with the last of my come.
I stayed right there for a few moments while my cock began to shrink in her ass, and soon it slipped out of the once-tight hole all on its own.
After a few more pictures, it was finally time for her to go. I stepped into the shower and thought about what to do next. When I got out and got dressed, I got her shoes and jacket from the coffee table, and went into the bedroom.
I put her shoes on her, then flipped down her skirt and pulled her tube top back up. As I began to put her jacket back on her, a piece of paper fell out of one of the pockets. I picked it up and had to laugh at what I saw.
Below the name of the apartment complex, someone had written ‘Starkey Apt. 32’, but whoever wrote it was either drinking or had poor penmanship, because the way the ‘3’ looked, it could easily be mistaken for an ‘8’.
I lived in Apt. 82, on the opposite side of the complex.
I took an eraser and rubbed out just enough to make it clearly look like a ‘3’, then put it back in her pocket. I put her jacket back on her, and got her car keys from the table, leaving her on the bed for a moment. Then I walked outside and looked in the parking lot, and saw one car that was unfamiliar, so I tried the keys on it. They fit.
I went back inside, scooped her up from the bed, and carried her to the car, putting her on the passenger side. Then I started her car and drove it over to the opposite side of the complex, parking it right next to Starkey’s car. I pulled the keys from the ignition, and put them in her jacket. Then I pulled her sideways so that she was laying down across the seats, got out of the car, locked the doors, and looked all around, making sure that nobody saw me.
As I started walking across the complex to go home, I couldn’t help but wonder what she would think when she woke up in front of Starkey’s with a face full of dried come, lumps on her head, sore nipples, a bald pussy and a sore ass both full of come, a hangover, and no pot.
Just as I got to the door to my own apartment, I turned and looked at the horizon. The sun was just starting to come up. I got inside and crawled back in bed, making a mental note to myself to pick up another bottle of tequila as I eased into a peaceful sleep.