Watching [M]y Roommate Have Some [F]un

I shared this story in a PM with someone who liked my first one and wanted to hear about another voyeur experience. This happened a few years ago, and had never been told to a soul before. Enjoy!

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A sound stirred me from the hazy confines of half-drunk sleep. I knew what the sound was as soon as I heard it again.

The night had taken our group of friends from bar to bar; new friends were made and others wandered into the night. My roommate, Sam, made one of those new friends. She was blond, short, and possessed of generous curves. Her face dimpled when she smiled and her eyes were blue like mine. She made me wish I was single. I stole glances at her as Sam worked his charm, I could tell she was into it. More drinking, wandering, and eventually five of us pile into a cab. The details at this point are blurred. Two friends crash out on my futon downstairs, I fall into my bed, and through my door I can hear Sam take the giggling blond (Ashley? Alison? Something with an A) into his room next to mine.

Sleep.

Then the sounds.

I don't know how long I had been passed out, maybe a few hours. Long enough for the fog to clear my sight. A moan. I definitely heard a moan. Not a loud one, but unmistakable. I lay motionless, ears keen to hear more. There it was again, the sound muffled through my wall but clear enough. Carefully, I climb off of my bed, careful not to make the hardwood floor creak. Although if they were busy in the way it sounded, it probably wouldn't matter. I inch closer to the wall, holding my breath. A slap? It definitely sounded like the slap of skin on skin. My mind fills with images. I know what they're doing, but I want to see. I press my ear against our adjoining wall. I could hear a prolonged feminine "oooooooh". I swallow hard and realize I'm fully erect. I hear more moaning, and another slap or two as I hold my face against the cool wall.

Maybe I was still buzzed, but I'm definitely horny, and I decide I want to take advantage of the opportunity. I pull away from the wall, an occasional sound of pleasure still leaking through. I take off the pants I had passed out in and grabbed some lube. My cock sprang free of my loose boxers and I begin to work it slowly, closing my eyes for a moment and letting the sounds spark my imagination again. But I have to see. Slowly I creep to my door, my free hand slowly, slowly turning the knob. I hold my breath again as I open the door. My heart begins to race as I see light spilling out underneath my roommates door. They left the lights on.

Now out in the hall, I can hear the sound of a creaking bed, the soundtrack of sex clearer than ever. I take the few steps to his door more slowly than any before, stroking myself as I inch closer. I stand in the dim hallway and press my ear against his door.

"Fuck, fuck, yessssmmmmm" I can hear the girls voice clearly before it's muffled by something. I hear my roommate groan and grunt more or less in sync with the creaking of his bed. Another loud slap, and then another. I finally remember to let out my breath and feel suddenly light-headed. But I don't stop stroking my cock. I can't stop. I'm feeling brazen. Should I risk opening the door? Just a crack? Just to see some of what I'm hearing? I need to see. As if I'm using someone elses hand, I reach for the knob. It turns slowly in my sweaty hand. I swallow hard again as the latch freed itself of the doorjamb. I pushed. Only a crack. Just a crack open before I slowly let the knob turn back. But the crack was enough. I could see.

She is on her knees, ass in the air and face buried in his sheets. They are positioned on the bed so that she is angled slightly towards me, Sam thrusting from behind. I watch his face, flushed and twisted in pleasure and effort, as he hammers himself into her. He doesn't open his eyes; I'm not sure he'd see me even if he did, but he might. I can only see one of her arms, but she's reaching back underneath herself, rubbing her clit as Sam's cock drives into her repeatedly. I take long slow strokes as I absorb the scene, my heart still pounding. I watch one of his hands leave a bright red handprint on her left ass cheek with the loud slapping noise I had been hearing. I take in the softer slapping noise of his hips hitting her ass as he fills her. She moans loudly into the bedsheets again and again, biting hard into the soft fabric. Sam reaches out to her and pulls her head up by the hair. Her moaning is much more vocal now. "Yes, yes, yes" she almost yelps. I spare a thought for the sleeping friends downstairs but I can't hear them stirring. Sam pulls back and brings her up as he lays down. His cock stands stiff and upright, wet with her juices. Catching her breath for a moment, upright on her knees, I finally see her in all her naked glory: The curves of her back and hips; her large breasts sweaty and bright in the light of the room; her neatly trimmed public hair. I can feel orgasm approach, so I slow down.

But she doesn't slow down, and reaches back to take my friend in hand before carefully sitting down on him. His cock disappears into her. She uses her legs to drive herself up and down on him. The bounce and sway of her tits is mesmerizing, but the look of unbridled pleasure on her face is what truly captivates my attention. I begin to stroke harder, wondering if she would be able to see me if she opened her eyes and saw at the crack in the door. "Oh fuck" she cried out, and I freeze. But she changes the movement of her hips to a fast grind and I realize I haven't been spotted. My face burns and I work my hand faster and faster, watching her bring herself closer and closer to orgasm. Suddenly she thrusts her hips down hard into his, eliciting a load groan from Sam, and throws her head back with a pronounced "ooooooooh". I can't stop myself. I cover my mouth and nose with my free hand so I can't be heard and cum right there, my pulsing cock shooting thick gobs on the floor outside his door. Once my head clears I quickly and quietly shut the door, taking one last peek at the girl slowly climbing off my friend, presumably to finish him off. Silently I clean up and tiptoe back to my room, ever mindful of the creaking floor. I lay in bed awake for a while, but no more sounds can be hear through my wall. I drift off with a smile on my face.

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