I head into my room to chill out, not particularly wanting to face any possible awkwardness or tension in the house right now. My mind’s still racing, thinking about my other roommates lips around my cock. She has a boyfriend, and I didn’t want to make anything more complicated. But I can’t deny what my body is telling me.
Thoughts of her petite naked body rush through my head as I feel myself getting hard again. God, I can’t stop thinking about her perfectly perky tits and gorgeous little pink nipples. They’re barely a handful, but god she’s gorgeous. I only caught a glimpse of her pussy. I can’t believe I blew my load on her. I couldn’t control myself, but all I wanted to do is see her legs spread for me as my throbbing cock stretched out her pretty little hole. As she was sucking me off I just wanted to feel her wetness around my cock. I thought I had been able to compartmentalise the weeks of hearing her cum and get spanked by her boyfriend, burying it into my subconscious, but in that moment every muffled scream, every time she wore yoga pants, every intoxicating orgasm came back. I start stroking myself thinking about how much I want her. Her having a boyfriend made it even hotter. Dreaming of just using her as mine.