Rooftop Kiss
The city lights blurred below us like scattered jewels, but all I could see was Elena’s mouth. My married neighbor stood two feet away on the empty rooftop, her sundress fluttering against her thighs, and the way she kept licking her bottom lip made my cock twitch hard inside my jeans. Tension crackled between us the second she’d texted me to meet her up here after her husband left for his night shift.
“Mark……我不该这么做，”她低语，声音沙哑，眼睛盯着我的嘴唇。她的脸颊已经泛红。“可我他妈的就是忍不住想亲你。”
I stepped closer, the warm night air carrying the faint scent of her vanilla shampoo and the distant hum of traffic. “Then don’t stop, Elena. I’ve wanted your mouth since the day you moved in next door.”
Our bodies collided. My hands slid around her waist, pulling her against me as our lips crashed together. The first kiss was greedy, open-mouthed, tongues sliding hot and wet. She tasted like the red wine she’d been drinking earlier. I groaned into her, sucking on her lower lip until she whimpered.
“God, your tongue… mmm, deeper,” she gasped between kisses, fingers tangling in my hair. She pressed her full tits against my chest, nipples already hard through the thin fabric. I cupped her ass, squeezing the soft flesh as we devoured each other.
露骨的热度迅速升温。我把她抵在低矮的水泥台沿上，二十层楼下城市灯火闪烁，手滑进她的裙底。没穿内裤。我的手指摸到她的小穴已经湿滑，肿胀的阴蒂渴求着爱抚。
“Fuck, you’re soaked,” I growled against her mouth, kissing her harder while I rubbed tight circles over her clit. Her hips bucked, and she moaned into my lips, the sound vibrating through us both.
“Mark… yes, right there. Kiss me while you finger my cunt,” she begged, voice breaking. I plunged two fingers inside her tight, dripping hole, pumping steadily as our tongues battled. Wet, filthy sounds filled the night air—her juices coating my hand, her breathy cries swallowed by my mouth.
She came fast, pussy clenching around my fingers, thighs shaking. “Oh shit… I’m cumming on your hand!” Her kiss turned sloppy, desperate, teeth grazing my lip as her orgasm ripped through her.
I didn’t let her recover. Spinning her around, I bent her over the ledge, yanking her dress up over her juicy ass. The cool night breeze hit her wet pussy while I freed my throbbing cock. It slapped heavy against her ass cheek.
“Tell me you want it,” I demanded, leaning over her back, lips brushing her ear.
“I want your big cock inside me,” she panted, pushing back. “Fuck your neighbor’s married pussy right here where anyone could see.”
I thrust in hard, burying every inch in one stroke. Her walls gripped me like velvet fire, so wet it dripped down my balls. We both groaned loud. I started pounding her from behind, hips slapping against her ass with rhythmic smacks that echoed off the rooftop walls.
“Harder… fuck me harder,” she cried, twisting her head to find my mouth again. We kissed like animals while I railed her—messy, biting kisses full of spit and moans. I reached around, pinching her clit in time with my thrusts.
The position changed when I pulled out, spinning her to face me. She jumped up, wrapping her legs around my waist. I held her tight, sliding back into her soaked cunt as her back pressed against the ledge. Her tits bounced with every deep stroke, nipples brushing my shirt.
“Kiss me, don’t stop kissing me,” she whispered frantically, sucking my tongue as I fucked up into her. The wet squelch of her pussy taking my cock mixed with the wet sounds of our frantic kisses. I could feel her getting close again, walls fluttering.
“Cum on my dick, Elena. Let me feel that married pussy squeeze me.”
She shattered, kissing me wildly as she squirted around my cock, juices running down my thighs. The spasms pushed me over. I buried myself deep and unloaded, thick ropes of cum flooding her spasming cunt. We kept kissing through it all—slow, lazy, cum-drunk kisses as her pussy milked every drop.
Afterward we stayed locked together, breathing hard, lips still brushing softly. The city kept glittering below, unaware.
“Round two in my apartment?” she murmured against my mouth, smiling.
“Only if we keep kissing the whole way down.”