“Awh, fuck. Give it to me harder!”
The TV rang out in the background. I was unaccustomed to watching sleazy porn, but when I got the urge, I just wanted to satisfy it.
I was getting myself so close, but I didn’t want to feel release until I had built my orgasm to the point of explosion. I slowed myself for a while, but I soon began to pick it back up. Just as it was getting hotter, the door opened and my roommate walked in.
“Shit, dude, do that in private.”
I covered myself, but not before the two girls that walked in realized what was going on. The first one was Jarrod’s girlfriend, she was hot, but never left his side. The other was Marissa. She was smart, sexy, and way out of my league, but I still had a crush on her. Embarrassing, right? Now she was never going to talk to me.
They looked at the poorly-hidden lump in my pants and tried to be as nonchalant as possible.
“We just came in to get our chemistry notes, and then you can finish your ‘special time.'”
They were in and out in a few minutes, and I was too embarrassed to start up again. I figured I’d wait until later to have the orgasm I’d been planning all day.
I turned off the tv and started to make myself some dinner. When I had finished eating, I walked into Jarrod’s room to see if he had taken my jeans on accident. When I walked in, I saw the playboy posters on his wall. He was never afraid to have them up, I don’t know what he says to people who see his room.
The large-breasted, beautiful, naked models distracted me from my search. Soon, I realized that my blood had started flowing southward. I could feel the slowly hardening skin of my penis start to creep up my thigh; I knew that the orgasm wasn’t going to have to wait much longer. I quickly found my jeans, took them to my room, and went back to the couch, where I turned on the tv and started pleasuring myself to the view of two women exploring each other’s bodies.
Soon, there was a knock on the door. I scrambled and pulled up my boxers, ran to get some pants on, and turned the tv off. When I answered the door, Marissa was on the other side. I saw her almost immediately notice the still-hard cock that my zipper was struggling to hold back. What she said next, though, was the real surprise.
“I noticed that hard cock of yours earlier. It was so infatuating that I could barely hold myself together. It made me so wet that I thought that it would look like I had pissed myself. I came back because I couldn’t stop thinking about you. I wanted to see if you needed help controlling that beast. It appears that you do. Can I be of service?”
Before I could even think about answering, her soft, supple lips were pressing against my own, and her tongue was sensually sliding its way into my mouth. She pushed and pulled her lips all over mine in a rollercoaster spin of opening and closing.
The next moment, she was slowly pressing each sucking kiss into my waiting skin all the way until she reached my now throbbing cock.
Her hand reached around it and squeezed at the base. She slowly pulled her hand away from my body until her hand had left the tip. She looked up and shot me this evil glance like she had been waiting for this for a while.
Her hand grabbed the base again as her mouth opened wide and gave way to the pink, flat tongue that popped out of her mouth. The roigh surface rolled against the soft underbelly of my shaft. Her eyes made me know that she was teasing me. Her other hand came up from under and delicately graced and danced around the two glands that lay below my cock.
She planted a really firm, pressing, sucking kiss on the head, and pulled it ever so slowly away as her hand made a couple jerking, twists at the bottom. Her tongue popped out again, and she slowly rolled her open lips all the way down to her hand, holding her suction the whole way. She eased back away, and slowly came down again, this time taking away her hand and bringing her lips all the way to my pelvis. Surprisingly, her tongue managed to push out and gently rub on my sensitive sack.she stayed there for a lot longer than I had expected, but the interesting sensation really made me excited for what was to come.
The crazy party trick ended, but when her lips dropped from my member, the strand of spit that bridged the two added to my excitement.
After sizing up the large feat she had just pulled off on my length, Marissa stared at the large mass, while gripping it in both hands, as if she was readying herself.
She sucked down hard and fast, really working off of all the anticipation she had caused. Soon, I could feel the liquid release building in my pelvic floor. It seemed that she could, too.
“That’s enough of that. We don’t want this to be completely one-sided, do we?” She said, standing up and throwing off her tank top.
As her bra slid off, the perfect rack she had been carrying only got better. Even in the fantasies where I had imagined the breasts behind her tight shirts, I had never known that they would be in such perfect shape.
So is there a part two or does it just cut off in the middle?