I knew what was happening as soon as I stepped into the corridor leading to my room. If the rhythmic creaking of the bedsprings didn’t give it away the regular panting, which I recognised as my ex girlfriend’s, would have. The panting got louder and louder as I got to my door and paused slightly with the noise of it opening.
“No, it’s okay. Don’t worry about him just put it back in”
I felt a twinge in my gut at hearing these words and then my cock gave an involuntary twitch as I heard three loud slapping noises followed shortly by a loud moan as the bed springs started up again. It sounded like whoever it was that was fucking my ex girlfriend had just slapped his dick on her clit before sliding it back inside her. I couldn’t blame him, Gemma had a huge clit that stuck way out past her lips which made the perfect target for your dick. I had waited until the second time we had sex to try it and she had laughed and in between panting told me that every boy she had ever fucked loved slapping her huge clit. She must have been thinking the exact the same thing because as I put my college books down on my desk I heard her whisper: