So, during this whole quarantine situation, plenty of people are out a job, having to worry about unemployment, unable to go out, etc, etc. Today, my roommate, let’s call her “Olivia,” wanted to vent to me about how much stress this has been causing her. So we sat down, put some Parks and Rec on, and she started talking. At one point, she had something “super juicy” or whatever to say, so she got super close to me and whispered in my ear. I mean, really? As if anyone else in the world could hear her? It was just the two of us in the apartment. But anyway, after she got close to me, she stayed there. Then she started touching my leg to accent her words. She’d say “and I can’t believe Jess would say that!” and with every word she’d touch my thigh.
She kept at this touching for the rest of her monologue, however kept reaching higher up my leg. Her initial taps meant for emphasis turned into a full-on inner-thigh massage. Of course, I naturally started pitching a tent while she did this. However, I did manage to slide my hand in my pocket to slip my pole under my waistband in the meantime.
Nevertheless, she was eventually about an inch away from my huevos, and I felt myself reaching a sexual point that I entirely didn’t expect to get from Olivia. I mean, I haven’t been able to get laid in over a month because of a pandemic, but surely I thought my daily masturbation time was enough. But evidently, as soon as she got that close to my gonads, it was over.
She kept telling her story about how “Jess and Marie are arguing and it’s not my fucking problem to mediate.” But when she ran her hand over the lower part of my trouser snake, it just pushed me over the edge. I didn’t even recognize that I was that close to the edge.
I was still listening to her so I had to pretend like I wasn’t blowing baby batter everywhere. And by everywhere, I mean, I had tucked my problem pencil in my waistband. I extend a little over an inch past my waistband. So it was shooting upward on my chest. And partially through my shirt as well because of the sheer force of not getting touched by a woman in a month. So mid squirt I excused myself to use the bathroom. Now I’m sitting in my bedroom cooling off, but probably have to go listen to more girls’ problems in a moment.
It was really hot to be honest. Just didn’t know I could cum in my pants at 24 years old.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/gazl76/my_roommate_made_me_cum_from_conversation_and
This was kinda cute. Your descriptions are so creative and funny!
I love this, also “problem pencil” almost made me spit out my drink
Return the favour! Get out of your room!
Great euphemisms!
She’s most definitely trying to flirt lmao if you want it go for it big dog
You could cross post this to r/prematurestories