I went over to a friend’s place this weekend. They live a little while from campus but close enough to walk, if you don’t mind the exercise. When I arrived my friend’s boyfriend Scott greeted me at the door. I was not expecting to see him, since we were meeting up to do a girl’s night, so I was kinda flustered. We exchanged quick greetings and he invited me in to sit on the couch. My friend had to fill in for their Biology lab partner, for a fly experiment, and was running late. Her boyfriend was instructed to let me in, but stay out of my way until she gets back. He asked if I needed anything before mumbling that he had something to do. I paid him no mind and crashed on the couch.
I’m doing some light browsing when I start to hear water running. I looked up from my phone for a moment. It must be Scott showering for whatever guy’s night he was heading out to. I tried to go back to browsing when I heard a panicked scream from the other room. I jumped up to try and see what was wrong. Scott came scooting down the hallway with a cup in his hand with a bit of paper as the lid. He was frantically repeating “spider, spider, out of the way” so I stepped aside and followed him. He stepped outside and tossed the spider into the yard. I tried to get a look at what species it was but had to guess that it was maybe a pumpkin spider. I then noticed that Scott was standing with nothing on but a pair of gym shorts. I mean NOTHING but gym shorts.
He must have been completely undressed and about to go in the shower before the spider struck. I know this because Scott was going without underwear. He definitely had underwear on before. I would have noticed the distinct outline of his cock silhouetted through his shorts if he was going commando before. I definitely noticed it now. My face reddened a bit and Scott made a comment about all the commotion making me flushed. He quickly went back to taking his shower and left me alone with my thoughts.
I flopped onto the couch and closed my eyes. Scott’s muscular body appeared before me. His dark tousled hair. Those long toned calves. The shape of his abbs and of course the impressive shape of his cock. I tilted my head back and pushed myself into the many pillows surrounding me. I grabbed a particularly soft pillow and pressed it to my chest. I traced the shape of Scott’s member with my finger. It was rather large. Nothing ridiculous but definitely larger than I had ever seen in person. I imagined placing my forearm against Scott’s shorts. Measuring his girth against my wrist. I suppressed a moan thinking about rubbing against his shorts to make his dick twitch erect. In the distance I heard water starting up again. My thoughts wondered.
I could get off the couch and check on Scott. Maybe he noticed that I was ogling his cock. Scott could even have left the shower door open on ‘accident’. The thought of checking got my heart racing. I could feel it beating as if trying to escape. My face felt warm and my whole body began to tingle. I could open the door, just a crack. I wouldn’t stay long, all I needed was a peek. If Scott left the door open he expected as much. Right? I knew the answer was no. Scott cared about his girlfriend and would never do anything to make her distrustful. Also, Scott could accidentally forget to shut the door completely. That kind of stuff happens all the time. Lustful daydreaming does not care about non-horny logic though.
My hand would tremble as I pulled the door open. It would creak a bit, making my heart jump, but the shower would hide the sound of my approach. Scott’s foggy silhouette would appear across the room. My chest aching and urging me to be brave. I pulled my pillow down to my hips. My hands sliding underneath. Scott would be busy lathering soap with his broad masculine hands. My lude thoughts luering me closer to the shower door. His strong hands began to lower to just above his crotch. I pulled my pillow into my crotch as I slid my fingers across my pussy. Scott would wrap his meat with soap drenched hands. His dick hard pushing definitely against the downpour or water. I would bite my lip, conflict. Should I watch or join in? My chest is tight with anxiety. My trembling hands slid my dress off. Scott moans as he strokes his meaty shaft. I let out a soft whimper as my underwear and bra slipped off and fell to the floor. One last deep breath before plunging in. No turning back. Nothing but shame and lust inside my stupid little head.
I pull the shower door open and Scot lets out a pleasant little squeak. He grins, definitely expecting my intrusion. His eyes lingering on my naked body. I can’t take it anymore. I pull Scott against my body. His cock pressing between my thighs as warm water crashes against me. It feels almost cool to my body boiling with an intense desire. I guide his massive dick towards my lower lips. My mouth pressed against his neck. He begins to thrust, grabbing tightly to my ass. I let out a soft gasp. Forcing his cock against my pussy but holding him tight so he only slides against the surface. It feels soooo good. His girth is more than I imagined. It feels hard against my drenched cunt. I let his tip slide into me before backing away. He smiles as I smirk. He is so handsome, I want to just let that hunk fuck me to his hearts content.
My crotch is starting to ache as I grind fearlessly into the pillow locked firmly between my legs. I’m so hot and horny I just barely noticed the sound of my friend’s appointment door being unlocked. I quickly sat up with a jerk, just soon enough to see my friend come inside. My friend notices me and begins to apologize for being late. She stops dead in her tracks and makes a comment like ” I knew you would make yourselves at home, but judging by your flushed face you definitely made yourself veeeerrrryyyy comfortable” she draws out the letters in as teasing tone she can muster, between first of giggling. I try to laugh it off and tell her to stop it. She smiles and begins to get ready for the night. The shower continues to run. After a while my friend and Scott came down the hall. They both have wet hair, making me incredibly jealous. Definitely during our girls night I will try to get the courage to tell my friend about what I was doing earlier. At the worst she will tease me but who knows, maybe she will be down for some shenanigans later.
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