Bar Conversation by Sid Whiskey
Dan set his beer down and palmed some nuts from the bowl at the bar.
“You seem pretty smug this week, Dan. Or at least less bitchy. What’s up? You jack off to some porn before coming here?” John asked.
Dan smirked.
“What? See, now your smiling. Something’s up. Tell me.”
“Yeah, I got a story, but you can’t tell anyone, okay? It stays between you and me. Got that?”
“Got it. Spill it.”
“It’s about these girls who moved in above me. They’re loud. Really loud. They can’t do anything without their music up high and they don’t just walk from room to room. They dance. Or hop or something. And it’s all hours of the day and night. It’s like they never sleep.”
“Okay…so why the smirk. Did you get back at them or something?”
“You could say that. In a manner of speaking.”
“Enough with the cagey talk. Spit it out already.”
“I’m trying. They’re loud. Which is a letdown because I honestly got hard the first time I saw them. I was in my car after I drove up and saw them and a couple of muscle-y guys lugging boxes to their second floor apartment. They’re both tan and stacked. And I was pretty sure the short one’s tits were fake because headlights were perpetually on. Always on. Even that day when they were nice and sweaty from moving, her nipples were sticking out through her tight tank top, just asking to be squeezed.
“And the tall one had the clearest camel toe. It was like she wanted me to see her lush little lips sticking out, protecting her cunt.”
“Nice.”
“Yeah.”
Dan took another swig of his beer and licked his lips before continuing.
“They’re moving in and I introduce myself and actually help out with some boxes for an hour or so. I just wanted a chance to see in their place and stare at their tits a little more. The other guys didn’t care I was there cause I’m fifteen years older, right.
“We finish up and I go back inside my place. That night I swear I could hear both of them being fucked by those guys. Those apartments are built really shitty because I can hear everything. I never noticed before since it was Mrs. Dwyer living there before. She was real quiet most of the time.”
“Man, I don’t care about your old lady neighbor. Get back to the girls.”
“I’m getting there. So, I’m real excited at first since they’re so hot and all, but over the next couple of weeks is when the loud everything starts. Honestly, I tried not to let it bother me, but I gotta sleep. I have to work, you know?
“After the first few nights I’ve finally had enough. I go upstairs to complain. When they answer the door, the nipple girl was practically naked. I’m not kidding. She was only wearing a thing and a bra and was doing some kind of workout routine along with the tv. I guess that explained all the noise that time. The tv was blaring and she was bouncing.
“So I see her when camel toe girl answers. Only this time camel toe girl is dressed up for a date or something because she was smokin’ hot. I’m standing there in the doorway checking out the camel toe girl and her almost naked roomie and I almost hard to turn back around I got so hard so fast.”
“Don’t tell me you got to fuck them or something.”
“Uh, not that time.”
“What?! You did not!”
“I did. Yesterday, in fact.”
“How the hell did you pull that one off? Was it a threesome…were they tight?”
“Yes and yes.”
“What the fuck! Well, god damn. Good for you. Did you show ‘em how it’s really done, then?”
“You could say that. They both came…a lot.”
“Yesterday, huh? Well, get to it. How’d it happen?”
“Yesterday was like the fifth or sixth time I’d gone up to complain. And I’d about had it up to here with their noise. I didn’t care how hot they were. A man’s gotta sleep. Oh, and, I’d already complained to the manager twice. They love me there cause I pay on time and help out for free keeping the place clean. The manager already assured me they would take care of it, that the girls wouldn’t be causing me or anyone else any problems. Who knows who else had complained, is what I was thinking.
“Anyway, they’re at it again and instead of going to the manager for a third time I decide to give them one last shot.
“I head to their door and this time, they are both half naked doing their Jane Fonda or whatever. I explain that I’ve already complained to the manager and that I’m about to do it again if they don’t keep it down.
“I guess those were the magic words because they dragged me inside and begged me not to saying anything else to the manager. The little one was practically in tears. And I’m listening, or trying to, anyway. Their tits kept bouncing the tiniest bit when they were talking. And I was staring. Man, I was staring. I know that’s rude and all. But it was better than looking at her tears. I hate it when they whip out the tears. It’s unfair if you ask me.”
“You know, I see your mouth moving and I hear your voice. But I still haven’t heard how you fucked these girls. Get to it already!”
“Okay, okay. So they are kind of all over me, begging me to be quiet with the manager. And I’m turned on because they’re almost naked and their hot. But I’m still mad, you know? I mean, It’s like midnight and they’re doing aerobics.
“I say that to them and they say they understand but then go into some sob story about not being able to afford a gym and having to study all the time and needing to work out to stay in shape.
“At this point, I’m losin’ patience. I’m tired. I’m horny and they’re all teasing me. But not saying they’ll stop or they’ll be more quiet. Just giving me excuses. So I jump up and start yelling all of this to them.”
“You yelled at the almost naked girls before you fucked them?”
“Yeah, I did. It freaked them out and they looked at each other and that’s when it started.”
Dan paused to take another drink. This time he downed half the beer.
“What? What started? Put your beer down and finish the damn story!”
“Been awhile since you been laid, huh?”
“Dan!”
“Okay, don’t get your panties in a bunch. So, I yelled at them and that was the other magic key because then they are both on me whispering in my ear, hands on my crotch, unbuttoning my shirt. There wasn’t much talking after that. I pretty much nodded and let them do the talking. They were promising they would try to be quieter and that they were going to make it up to me.
“I was naked and they pulled me to the couch. The little one with the headlights starts licking my cock and the tall one who was whispering in my ear comes around starts kissing me. They both had good tongues. It was good.
“But I only let that go on for a couple of minutes. If they were going to buy my silence with sex, then I wanted the real thing, not just a bj.
“I pushed them both off and told them to get naked and get on their hands and knees on the floor next to each other. It was sweet. They just did it. No questions asked. I got on my knees and started fucking the little one first and, god, was she tight. Her little cunt hugged me so sweet.
“Then after a couple of minutes I moved over to the taller one. She wasn’t as tight but her tits were real and shook when I fucked her. And while I was fucking her the little one started kissing on her. It was great. I just stayed with her, holding her hips and banging her real hard.
“And she was loving it. She was moaning and squeezing me. And she was really wet. Her juices were gettin' all over me. I wanted to keep it going for an hour but I couldn’t help myself. I was pounding the shit out of her sweet pussy and came so hard. I mean, seriously hard. It might have been the longest cum of my life.”
“That’s saying something since you’re pretty old.”
Dan shakes his head.
“I’m just messing with man. Cut me some slack. I didn’t get to just fuck my really hot neighbors like some people. But wait up, I have one question for ya.”
“Oh, yeah? What’s that?”
“Do you need a roommate?”
[THE END]
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