Log inStuck in a Window: Ask Trevor for help with the window
“Hey, uh… Trevor?” You squeak, the wind snatching your voice away.
“…what’s going on?” He sounds distracted. Get your mind out of the gutter, Trevor!
“The window is kinda stuck. Can you help me open it?” You feel humiliated, having to beg for help with your ass pointing up in the air.
“Oh shit, yeah, of course!” You hear some scuffling behind you. At least Trevor has always been a gentleman.
“Uh, let’s see…” He mumbles. You realize he’s currently incapacitated with the sling around one shoulder. He leans over you, and you feel him press against you as his left arm reaches over and grips the window.
You hear some grunting as he strains against the window, and you’re ashamed to admit that the sound makes you feel a little tingly down below.
“Damn. It’s really stuck in there. Hold on.” Trevor leans in closer to get more leverage. You try to adjust to give him more space but just end up wiggling your ass back and forth. Suddenly, you feel a hardness press against your thigh. It grows larger. You gasp as you realize Trevor is getting a hard-on.
Trevor steps back, and the hardness with him. “Um. That’s really stuck in there. Should I go get someone?” He sounds embarrassed. He’s probably panicking, hoping you didn’t notice his raging erection.
“No!” The thought of a janitor or maintenance person seeing you this exposed feels even more mortifying than what has transpired thus far. “Can you try again? Please?”
Trevor takes a step forward, hesitantly. “I don’t know if I can…” he says.
‘It’s okay! You can get close me, I just need a couple inches to squeeze out.” You bite your lip as you think about how many inches Trevor’s cock might be. You shake your head, trying to dissipate that thought from your mind. You just need to get out of this position.
Trevor presses himself against you again. You feel a light poking against your nether regions. You can’t help but let out another gasp. Quickly, you clap your hands over your mouth, hoping Trevor hadn’t noticed that. He leans over you again, his good arm resting against your back, straining against the stuck windowpane. You feel a fire begin to burn between your legs.
“Hey, Trevor?” You say meekly.
“Shit, I’m sorry. If I had both arms-“
“Don’t apologize! This isn’t your fault. Just keep trying.” You say. “You can get closer.” Trevor seems to hesitate behind you.
“Please.” You add.
Without another word, Trevor pushes himself entirely against you, almost leaning out the window with you to give his arm the best leverage. The bulge in his pants has now grown into a mountain. It pokes tantalizingly against your ass. He begins to struggle with the windowpane, jostling it back and forth in an attempt to get it unstuck. In the process, he begins to rub back and forth against your ass.
“Mmmm.” The sound escapes you before you can stop yourself.
“What?” Trevor stops moving suddenly.
“Uh, nothing! Keep trying, I think it’s getting looser!” You pull yourself backwards as much as you can, half trying to get unstuck and half straining desperately to feel more of his dick against your ass. You gasp as the tent in his pants suddenly slips beneath your crotch, sliding against your soaking underwear.
“Fuck.” Trevor’s deep voice lets out a groan behind you. Your pussy aches in response.
“Don’t stop - I think it’s working, Trevor!” You say. “Keep going.” On the street below, the siren of an ambulance blares by. You feel so slutty right now, exposed to the world as your fiancé’s best friend grinds against you.
You feel the warmth and pressure at your crotch disappear as Trevor steps away. You think about calling out to him, simultaneously feeling guilty and disappointed about his absence. In the background, you hear the unzipping of a fly. You’re about to ask what’s going on when you feel him forcefully grab your ass with his good hand, pulling himself back up against you.
“Ohmyfuckinggod!” You can’t help but scream into the air as you feel Trevor’s naked cock head rub against your pussy lips through your drenched underwear.
“Do you think this is helping?” Trevor asks.
“Fuck yes, please!” Your reservations have been depleted. You need something to fill your sopping wet pussy. A primal animalistic urge fills you that you haven’t felt since you first started dating Rick.
Trevor’s big hands slip down the sides of your ass, and slowly pull your underwear down to your ankles. You feel the head of his cock tease your slit, hesitant to enter. You wiggle your ass, trying to force yourself backwards onto his cock. But the window remains tightly stuck, securing everything from the breasts up outside the building.
Wham! In one sudden movement, you are thrust forward, such that you yelp and your hands snatch at the window to catch yourself. He sheaths his cock fully inside your vagina, filling you up completely. His is definitely a little bigger than Rick’s dick. And, oh my god, it feels so fucking good!
He holds his cock there for a while, enjoying the feeling of you enveloping him.
“Please fuck me.” You whimper.
“What was that?” Trevor says, a hardness to his voice.
“I said please fuck me.” You repeat.
“I’m sorry, I didn’t quite catch that.” You can hear the smile on Trevor’s face. He is getting revenge on you for teasing him earlier.
“Please fuck me!” You say a little louder.
“LOUDER!” His voice shocks you. You’ve never heard him be anything but softspoken.
“PLEASE FUCK ME! PLEASE FUCK ME NOW!!!” You scream.
He begins to rock his hips back and forth, slowly at first. Drawing back until just the tip of his cock is inside of you, and then slamming forward with such roughness that you have to brace yourself against the side of the building.
He builds up momentum quickly, fucking you against the windowsill. It feels so fucking good – his hardness penetrating you deep, filling you up, making you squirm.
He slams against you harder and harder, faster and faster. He slaps your ass. Then grabs it and uses it to fuck you harder. He pulls on your dress. You can’t help but let out a moan of satisfaction.
You suddenly feel your dress slipping as he pulls on it, using it to draw your ass and pussy closer and fuck you even deeper. It doesn’t take much pulling for the dress to slip and for your boobs to pop out the top, exposing you to anyone who dared to look up.
“Trevor! I- f-ff-fffuckkkkkk.” He just picks up the pace as you say his name, fucking you harder. Your protests get lost in the city air.
You hear sounds from down below. People on the sidewalk. What if someone sees you?? Panicked, you grab the top of your sundress and pull it up as far as it will go. Unable to get your boobs back inside, you hold up the fabric of the dress and cross your arms, using your arms to cover your nipples. To an onlooker, it just looks like you’re wearing a provocative crop top.
“Rose!” You hear a yell from below. “Is that you?”
Who has noticed you?
