The unfolding story in the next room

[Hotel_lover]

I like to hear a story unfold in the next room. The initial faint sounds of kisses and some laughter. Once he's sure, the sudden loud creaks of bedframe and mattress as he clambers on top of her, the bed now taking their combined weight. The sound of satisfied sighs as he hungrily slides his dick into her. And then silence, particularly if he's young and inexperienced, as he either fights an initial urge to ejaculate or slides an accidentally liberated dick back into her. While timid at first, the furtive sound of the bed and couple takes up a rhythm that can be timed to each of his missionary thrusts. It then goes quiet, with the sound of the bed and couple resuming a second, third and fourth time, each time growing in speed, intensity, and pitch. That penultimate silence, two hearts racing, while he waits for the sensation of cum forming at the base of his dick to subside. Launching into his final act, his face buried in the pillow, his back now arched, his legs flailing uncontrollably, the sound and vibration of the bed matches his frantic pace. Overexcited, their saliva-filled pants, moans and cries signal their end is near. High-pitched and breathless moans then express surprise and delight as she suddenly takes his full weight, his arms wrapping tightly around her, as his engorged fuck-stick begins to empty its load. The sounds of heavy breathing give way to some laughter, then chatter, and then silence.