“I didn’t lock the door. I never did.”

This actually happened last night in my friend’s apartment. I don’t know how or why it happened but I am so glad it did. Enjoy.

Marley and I met in the first week of our college and since then we were always hanging out together. Studying, drinking or smoking the occasional cigarette. After a few months of coming to her apartment I noticed a guy. Her roommate was named Thom and we’ve become the closest friends in these few years.

I had always found Thom an attractive guy – he had long blonde surfers hair <3 – , but I always heard him talking about the girls he had pulled the night before, so I figured to just be friends before I broke my heart once more. Although he never really tried anything with me he was always very touchy – not only with me btw – and he would always make jokes of how he would steal my clothes if Marley wasn’t sitting between us (we were obviously high).

Last night we had the plan to go out with some friends. I decided to go take a bath at Marley’s after dinner to freshen up, get all the sweat out of my hair and maybe take a tub nap.

I felt so dirty when I walked into the shiny white bathroom, I really needed to clean myself. I didn’t lock the door. I never did. As I slowly started to undo my hair, I heard people getting out of the apartment. With a more eased feeling I slid my little white dress to my feet and looked at myself in the mirror. I didn’t feel comfortable only wearing a thong. I was never really confident with my body so I quickly got rid of the last piece of clothing I had on and made my way into a nice warm bath.

After ten minutes of soaking in some nice hot water and under a layer of thick foam, I heard someone entering the apartment again. He opened the door – it turned out to be Thom – and with a combination of desire and surprise he found me laying in his bathtub. I felt lucky, because of the few centimeters of white foam covering my body. He could only see my smooth legs and my quirky smile. As a few moments passed, we learned to embrace the awkwardness and he eventually said he also had to freshen up before going out. Without shame he unclothed himself and without shame I tried to sneak a peek. First his shirt, revealing his not so surprising surfers torso. Then his pants. He gave me a short glance in the mirror. And eventually also his underpants, freeing his dick. He was completely naked, he took his towel and went to take a shower (the shower was behind a wall so I couldn’t really see anything).

He started to have casual conversation with me like we always had, but I couldn’t get the picture of his body out of my mind. All I wanted was for him to join me right now. To lay on top of me and feel his warmth. We were alone and both naked, how perfect was this. The more I kept thinking about his body (and that huge cock hanging between his legs), the more I felt the urge to rub myself. After a while I couldn’t resist any longer and just started to touch my vagina and hoped he was doing the same thing in the shower behind the wall.

As the conversation went on, he mentioned – very casually again ;) – how he noticed I wasn’t wearing any bra today and how the look suited me. The subject changed into boobs and what sort of stuff he liked until he asked me after a brief silence: “Violet, what’s your size?”. At this moment I could have chosen a number of things to say. I could say that it wasn’t his business to know or I could lie about my already big breasts being even bigger, but instead I said: “Why don’t you come and have a look?”

He said nothing for a few seconds, but then I heard him turning off the shower and opening the door. I couldn’t believe my eyes. His flaccid dick from before had turned into a thick pole pointing directly at me. He was dripping wet and walked towards the bath to say “hi” again. He looked down at me and I knew he had been doing the same thing behind that wall as I had been doing in the tub. I promised to show him my boobs, so I sat right up and took them out of the water for Thom to admire. “Double D, not very original” I said. “Well as you can see, they are working great for me” he said when he slowly began jerking his growing cock.

The faster he went, the more I played with my pussy and juggled my tits around in the water. I kept staring at his masculine hand rubbing his huge penis. I graved to touch his cock and I had the feeling that he wanted to touch my breasts, so I looked at him with big eyes and asked him “wanna switch?”. He did want to switch. He moved his hand slowly toward my boobs and played with nipples while getting closer with his face to kiss me softly. Meanwhile I had my left hand stroking my pussy and my right hand jerking his dick. I loved the feeling of the thickness – I could barely wrap my hands around it – and the way I could feel all those veins. Every pulse of tightening I could feel. He was moving a bit with his hips and kissed me more passionate. He was forcing his dick to glide in between my soapy fingers.

As we both grew hornier and hornier, he took the back of my neck and slowly guided me to his dick. I loved the way he was in command and knew what he was doing. I could now feel his hands on the back of my head and slowly thrusting his cock deeper inside my mouth. I used my lips for his shaft and tried to open my throat and mouth as wide as possible, so he could go as deep as he wanted. Above me, I heard Thom groaning. He was loving it. And he kept thrusting his hips and forcing my head deeper down my throat. I loved feeling his little dick spasms at the back of my mouth. At my last attempt I was only a few hairs away from touching his balls with my chin.

At one moment he pulled my head back. I looked at him with some cum still between my lips and the top of his penis. He swiped his hair away and slowly went into the bath with me. I was still sitting right up, so when he came in, he pushed me down with his hands under my tits. When he was sitting on his knees he moved his hands down my horny body, took my hands away from my pussy and pushed them up as he moved his face to my breasts. He jerked his dick a few more times and then began rubbing my clit with the head of his dick. He was holding my arms up next to my face, kissing my tits and slowly sliding his cock down into my vagina.

The water was moving all around me. He held me, so I could do nothing else but close my eyes and grind my wet pussy on his thick cock. He was thrusting so hard, I could feel my huge boobs bouncing against his face. He was moving quicker and deeper. I was almost there and I could feel his spasms, he was also getting closer. I started moaning and he started kissing my neck. He slid his hand down and he was now holding me by my hips to push himself deeper into me and to help me slid deeper onto him. When he took out his cock, I could see the water getting blurry with sperm, but he hadn’t come yet. I took his huge dick in both hands and after a few seconds of aggressive jacking, he came all over my stomach, tits and parts of my neck. He also wanted to help me finish by putting his thumb inside me and almost lifting me with his force. He went deep and fast and it didn’t take me long to come all over his thumb. I could feel my body spasm and his thumb slowly wiggling inside me. I dripped all over his thumb into the water and gave a last moan.

He helped me clean. He said it was his pleasure to help me clean myself. He added some soap and moved his hands thoroughly over my whole body. As a true lady, I also helped him clean his penis. With long and passionate strokes from his hard abs all the way down to the top of his hanging dick I made sure to not miss a single spot.

When we were both clean he gave me two last kisses (one on my mouth, one on my left boob) and said “Hope I can find you again tonight.”

-The End-

P.S. We did find each other that night, but I think that’s another story.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/35f8ue/i_didnt_lock_the_door_i_never_did