You Can’t Show This On a YouTube Abandoned House Tour! – #Erotica

The ghosts get a good show as we fuck in abandoned houses around the world!

I had a kink for two things in this world.  Making videos of abandoned houses for my YouTube channel and then having sex in those same abandoned homes after the guided exploratory tour ends.  Gerald and I were a team.  We traveled for a few years from desolate location to desolate location seeking out the most unique, well-hidden abandoned houses we could find.  Over the three years, we’d traveled to around One-hundred-forty-four houses, approximately one house and location a week.  We started as friends who had a college videography class together.  Then Gerald and I quickly hit it off, and within about six months of shooting footage and starting our channel, we were full-fledged dating.  In the beginning, our subscribers would leave comments stating how we should totally be a couple.  They’d send DMs saying that they loved watching us and our chemistry was evident; you name it; it seemed the viewers had it set in their hearts that we made the “cutest couple,” and at some point, we began to believe it too.

“Gerald! Come take a look at this odd hole in the wall behind this painting!” I yelled down from a ladder in the upstairs bedroom of an abandoned house situated deep in a balmy Georgia forest that we were covering about six months into our time together.  “Well?  Whatta ya think?” I asked for a second time while keeping my stare fixed on the long narrow tunnel carved into the wall behind the painting I had slid aside after I heard the floorboards squeak behind me as Gerald entered the room.  “I’d love to tell you, but something else more beautiful has my visual attention right now,” Gerald said, standing behind me, staring straight into my ass that was eye level with him at my height on the ladder rungs.  “Oh yeah. What is it?” I asked, apparently as naïve as they get to my partner in crime’s advances toward me.  I spun to see what it was. I caught him grinning from ear to ear, staring straight at me.  I squinted in confusion and cocked my head to the side trying to understand what was happening. Until now, we had kept this pretty professional and were only just college buddies and YouTube partners.  But now, we were becoming something else.

As I turned to verbally express my surprise at my friend’s words and his clearly portrayed sexual interest in me, my foot slipped on the ladder step, and I began to fall down.  I screamed as I came plummeting down the ladder toward Gerald who luckily moved quickly and broke my fall when I landed in his arms.  Covered in dust and embarrassment, I coughed and tried to roll myself off of him when all at once, we locked eyes.  I know it’s pretty cliché, but that abandoned house is where he and I discovered we wanted so much more than friendship with one another.  “Are you okay?” Gerald asked me, concerned as he brushed the dust from my hair and out of my face, which just happened to be staring down over him on the old hardwood floor beneath us.  I was a little shaken, but I was okay, and I was grateful to him for catching me.  “The only thing that’s bruised is my ego.  Thank you, Gerald, for breaking my fall.” I stammered as I went to push myself back to a standing position.  Gerald stopped me before I could, though, grabbing my cheek with one hand and pulling my face into his for a long deep, and unexpectedly passionate kiss.

There is always a certain exhilaration with sneaking into and going through an abandoned house.  The charge that sends through you from the adrenaline of being somewhere that you’re not really supposed to be, as well as all the exciting history surrounding you there, simply fills you with a surge of adrenaline that makes you crave more and more excitement.  From time to time, it did cross my mind; I’m not going to lie about the idea of taking things further with Gerald.  I mean, we flew together, we explored so much amazing territory together, and we already had a pretty deep connection, to begin with.  The feel of his hand on my face, the sensation of his warm lips pressed against mine, and his tongue twirling inside my mouth, maybe forget all about the complete humiliation I felt three seconds ago from falling in front of him, let alone landing on top of him.  All that swept away with the feel of his touch.  We began to kiss and roll around on the floor, his thigh went between mine, and my hips began to grind instinctively back and forth on his leg. His hand pulled my round as covered in tight jeans, trying to help me hump him harder.  My hand slid around the back of his neck and ran my fingers through his hair as we kissed and fumbled to remove one another’s clothing.  I gasped as his hand slid up under my shirt and reached a hard nipple under my bra.  He gave it a little tweak causing me to moan deeply and arch my head back in pleasure.  I ached to feel more of Gerald, and I soon got my wish.

There on the floor of the abandoned house that we were filming, he pulled off my shirt and quickly pulled my chest to his mouth where he could suck on my hardened nipples, going back and forth between the two as his stiff erection pressed into me down below.  “I want you, so god damn bad, Chrissy,” Gerald whispered into my ear as his kiss trailed up and down the side of my neck.  “I’ve wanted you since the moment I first laid eyes on you,” he continued, moving downward toward my belly with his soft lips.  He unbuttoned my jeans and pulled them down over my hips throwing them in a ball next to us on the floor.  I had always wanted to have sex in an abandoned house, and today was the day I was about to do so.  Gerald’s head was finally between my legs, and I reached down and grabbed a handful of his hair as his mouth suctioned around my swelling clit. “How about we move this over to that bed over there where we can be more comfortable?” Gerald said, taking a breather from eating my throbbing pussy.

He helped me up, and we kissed as we made our way to the dusty old squeaky bed on the side of the great big bedroom.  I didn’t mind the dust as our bodies, and his weight landed on top of me on the bed’s surface.  All I wanted was more of him.  I wanted him to fuck me right there in that abandoned house.  Gerald moaned as his fingers plunged inside me, rapidly going in and out as my back arched deeper from the orgasmic pleasure pulsing through my body thanks to his hypnotic touch.  “I want you inside me!  I want you to fuck me, Gerald!  Right here, right now!” I cried out, pulling at his hips, aching for that big hardness to be stuffed inside my tight hole.  I had thought about him this way many times before, and his beautiful cock was just as perfect as it was in my fantasies.  I opened my legs and looked into my friend’s eyes as he became so much more than that to me and slid inside…. deep inside me.  My body bounced underneath him as his thrusts pummeled my pussy, opened and stretched by his thickness.

“I’ve ached to do this to you for so long!  Every time we have traveled, every time we part, I lay in bed and think about what it would feel like to be right here, like this, with you.”  Gerald said as he stroked the top of my head and stared into my eyes with the tip of his cock tapping against my cervix deep inside nonstop as he spoke.  His words were such a turn-on; they made me love it even more, and my pussy clenched around him as I began to cum for him.  He brought me there so easily, and I had never felt anything like it before.  He began to moan as he swelled inside me a little bit. “Let me see you cum all over my tits!” I cried out, begging for his load.  I watched as spurt after thick spurt shot out, covering me in a sexy thick coating.  I’d never been so turned on or wanted anyone more.  We rolled over onto our backs, breathless and in disbelief, after it was over.  “You know what I think?” Gerald said, smiling at me and caressing my face. “I think it’ll be bad luck if we don’t do this in every abandoned house we film from here on out.”  He said with a mischievous little laugh.  And we haven’t missed fucking in a single one since!