The Neighborhood

V

Keith's POV:

I bit my lip, resting my back against the thick wooden door. A soft sigh left my mouth, the taste of her still heavy on my tongue.

I smiled harder like a little school girl as I made my way to the bedroom.

I can't believe I did that.

I shook my head at the silly thought, slipping my wife beater over my head. Going through drawers as I selected some Calvin Klein briefs and a simple towel, continuing to swallow her creamy taste as I made my way to the shower.

It was a short wait for the hot water to settle into my muscles, layering my body in a mint and coconut scent body wash.

The thought of Nyna still resident in my mind.
Explicits ideas of me and the young girl made a home in my head.

A deep groan escaped me as I couldn't help but touch myself, eyes closed.

Her brown eyes looked up from below, her soft lips wrapped tightly around my member. She smiled softly at me, batting her curly lashes before slowly taking more of me as her eyes still looked into my half open one. Tiny hands wrapped around of what couldn't fit as her paced gradually picked up. Her wet tongue going in circular motion on my sensitive dick.

"Fuck," a quiet moaned slipped, the thumb going over my thick tip.

I cocked my head, heaving as I bit down harder on my bottom lip.

My hands move faster as I was close toy climax, my stomach flex as more images of her rushed to my mind. My body leaning on the wet tile wall, my forearm holding me up slightly.

She moaned a heavenly sound on me, her sucking becoming more hard and urgent, leaving me breathless. One hand left my base as it traveled seductively to my balls, cupping them.

"Oh shit," my breathing was uneven as the warm liquid covered my hand and floor. Feeling it wash into the drain.

My eyes finally open, my bare chest moved up and down unsteadily as I try catching my breath.

The whole session was intense and I could only crave for the real thing.

I never experienced something like that let alone with a girl so young still in highschool. I continued my shower, Nyna seem to be permanent as it appears I couldn't get her off my mind.

Steam covered the mirror heavily, wiping the mist as I looked at my reflection.

I touched my head and pulse, still not grasping my obsession with Nyna when we simply met this morning. What got into me when my fingers were deep into her sensitive walls.

Everything I said was true to her.

I never really had friends growing up and the only thing I achieved was acquaintances that work under me.

I frowned of the thought of my business, suddenly becoming uneasy hoping that everything is going smoothly at my departure.

I flopped on my bed, slowly sinking in the comforters before turning and grabbing my phone on the nightstand beside me.

I searched for ''Manuel'' in my contacts before hitting the call logo.

The phone rung more than I like, my frown deepened as I now sat up at the end of my bed.

I'm sorry, the person you are trying to receive is not available. Please-

I growled loudly before hitting the end Icon as I recalled his number.