u/Admirable-Living7855

My roommate’s boyfriend has been eye fucking me for months. Every time she turns around or leaves the room, his eyes go straight to my ass or my tits. He doesn’t even try to hide it anymore. I always pretended not to notice, but secretly it turned me on so much. I started wearing tighter shorts and thinner tops around the apartment just to tease him.

Yesterday morning my roommate left for her 9 AM class. About fifteen minutes later, there was a knock on the door. It was him. He gave me some lame excuse about forgetting his laptop charger. The second I let him in, the tension was thick. We both knew why he was really there.

I was standing in the kitchen in just an oversized shirt and tiny pink panties. He walked straight up to me, no hesitation. He grabbed my waist and pulled me into him, kissing me hard. His hands immediately slid under my shirt and grabbed my tits, squeezing them roughly while his tongue was in my mouth. I could already feel how hard he was through his sweatpants.

I dropped to my knees right there on the kitchen floor like a eager little slut. I pulled his sweatpants down and his thick cock sprang out, heavy and already leaking precum. I looked up at him as I wrapped my lips around the head, swirling my tongue around it before taking him deeper. He groaned and grabbed my hair, pushing more of his cock into my mouth.

I sucked him like I’d been fantasizing about for weeks... sloppy, wet, and hungry. Spit ran down my chin as I bobbed my head faster, taking him all the way until he hit the back of my throat. He started talking dirty, calling me his dirty little slut and telling me how much better my mouth felt than my roommate’s. That only made me suck him harder.

He fucked my face right there in the kitchen, holding my head with both hands while thrusting into my throat. I gagged and choked but kept going, looking up at him with watery eyes. My pussy was absolutely soaked. I slipped one hand into my panties and rubbed my clit while sucking him, moaning around his cock.

After a few minutes he pulled me up, bent me over the kitchen counter, and yanked my panties down. He rubbed his thick cock along my dripping slit, teasing my clit before pushing inside me in one deep stroke. I moaned loudly as he filled me up. He fucked me hard and fast, one hand gripping my hip while the other reached around to rub my clit. The sound of his hips slapping against my ass filled the kitchen.

He kept calling me filthy names his sneaky little whore, his roommate’s slutty side piece. Every dirty word made me wetter. He pulled my hair and pounded me deeper, hitting spots that made my legs shake. I came hard on his cock, my pussy squeezing him tight while I tried to stay quiet.

He wasn’t done. He spun me around, lifted me onto the counter, and spread my legs wide. He fucked me like that, deep and rough, while we made out messily. My tits bounced with every thrust. I was so lost in it that I didn’t even hear his phone buzz at first.

My roommate had texted him, “Babe where are you? Did you find the charger?”

He read the message while still buried inside me and smirked. Instead of stopping, he fucked me even harder. The risk of her coming back early made everything ten times hotter. A minute later he groaned, pushed deep, and came hard down my throat after pulling out and shoving his cock back in my mouth. I swallowed every drop like a good little slut, milking him clean while looking up at him.

He quickly pulled his pants up, grabbed a random charger, and left. I stayed sitting on the kitchen counter for a minute, panties around my ankles, his cum still warm in my stomach, and my pussy still throbbing.

My roommate came home an hour later and had no idea I’d just let her boyfriend use me like a cheap whore in our kitchen.

I’m still soaked thinking about it. I don’t know if I feel guilty… but I definitely want it to happen again

My roommate’s boyfriend has been eye fucking me for months. Every time she turns around or leaves the room, his eyes go straight to my ass or my tits. He doesn’t even try to hide it anymore. I always pretended not to notice, but secretly it turned me on so much. I started wearing tighter shorts and thinner tops around the apartment just to tease him.

Yesterday morning my roommate left for her 9 AM class. About fifteen minutes later, there was a knock on the door. It was him. He gave me some lame excuse about forgetting his laptop charger. The second I let him in, the tension was thick. We both knew why he was really there.

I was standing in the kitchen in just an oversized shirt and tiny pink panties. He walked straight up to me, no hesitation. He grabbed my waist and pulled me into him, kissing me hard. His hands immediately slid under my shirt and grabbed my tits, squeezing them roughly while his tongue was in my mouth. I could already feel how hard he was through his sweatpants.

I dropped to my knees right there on the kitchen floor like a eager little slut. I pulled his sweatpants down and his thick cock sprang out, heavy and already leaking precum. I looked up at him as I wrapped my lips around the head, swirling my tongue around it before taking him deeper. He groaned and grabbed my hair, pushing more of his cock into my mouth.

I sucked him like I’d been fantasizing about for weeks... sloppy, wet, and hungry. Spit ran down my chin as I bobbed my head faster, taking him all the way until he hit the back of my throat. He started talking dirty, calling me his dirty little slut and telling me how much better my mouth felt than my roommate’s. That only made me suck him harder.

He fucked my face right there in the kitchen, holding my head with both hands while thrusting into my throat. I gagged and choked but kept going, looking up at him with watery eyes. My pussy was absolutely soaked. I slipped one hand into my panties and rubbed my clit while sucking him, moaning around his cock.

After a few minutes he pulled me up, bent me over the kitchen counter, and yanked my panties down. He rubbed his thick cock along my dripping slit, teasing my clit before pushing inside me in one deep stroke. I moaned loudly as he filled me up. He fucked me hard and fast, one hand gripping my hip while the other reached around to rub my clit. The sound of his hips slapping against my ass filled the kitchen.

He kept calling me filthy names his sneaky little whore, his roommate’s slutty side piece. Every dirty word made me wetter. He pulled my hair and pounded me deeper, hitting spots that made my legs shake. I came hard on his cock, my pussy squeezing him tight while I tried to stay quiet.

He wasn’t done. He spun me around, lifted me onto the counter, and spread my legs wide. He fucked me like that, deep and rough, while we made out messily. My tits bounced with every thrust. I was so lost in it that I didn’t even hear his phone buzz at first.

My roommate had texted him, “Babe where are you? Did you find the charger?”

He read the message while still buried inside me and smirked. Instead of stopping, he fucked me even harder. The risk of her coming back early made everything ten times hotter. A minute later he groaned, pushed deep, and came hard down my throat after pulling out and shoving his cock back in my mouth. I swallowed every drop like a good little slut, milking him clean while looking up at him.

He quickly pulled his pants up, grabbed a random charger, and left. I stayed sitting on the kitchen counter for a minute, panties around my ankles, his cum still warm in my stomach, and my pussy still throbbing.

My roommate came home an hour later and had no idea I’d just let her boyfriend use me like a cheap whore in our kitchen.

I’m still soaked thinking about it. I don’t know if I feel guilty… but I definitely want it to happen again

My roommate’s boyfriend has been eye fucking me for months. Every time she turns around or leaves the room, his eyes go straight to my ass or my tits. He doesn’t even try to hide it anymore. I always pretended not to notice, but secretly it turned me on so much. I started wearing tighter shorts and thinner tops around the apartment just to tease him.

Yesterday morning my roommate left for her 9 AM class. About fifteen minutes later, there was a knock on the door. It was him. He gave me some lame excuse about forgetting his laptop charger. The second I let him in, the tension was thick. We both knew why he was really there.

I was standing in the kitchen in just an oversized shirt and tiny pink panties. He walked straight up to me, no hesitation. He grabbed my waist and pulled me into him, kissing me hard. His hands immediately slid under my shirt and grabbed my tits, squeezing them roughly while his tongue was in my mouth. I could already feel how hard he was through his sweatpants.

I dropped to my knees right there on the kitchen floor like a eager little slut. I pulled his sweatpants down and his thick cock sprang out, heavy and already leaking precum. I looked up at him as I wrapped my lips around the head, swirling my tongue around it before taking him deeper. He groaned and grabbed my hair, pushing more of his cock into my mouth.

I sucked him like I’d been fantasizing about for weeks... sloppy, wet, and hungry. Spit ran down my chin as I bobbed my head faster, taking him all the way until he hit the back of my throat. He started talking dirty, calling me his dirty little slut and telling me how much better my mouth felt than my roommate’s. That only made me suck him harder.

He fucked my face right there in the kitchen, holding my head with both hands while thrusting into my throat. I gagged and choked but kept going, looking up at him with watery eyes. My pussy was absolutely soaked. I slipped one hand into my panties and rubbed my clit while sucking him, moaning around his cock.

After a few minutes he pulled me up, bent me over the kitchen counter, and yanked my panties down. He rubbed his thick cock along my dripping slit, teasing my clit before pushing inside me in one deep stroke. I moaned loudly as he filled me up. He fucked me hard and fast, one hand gripping my hip while the other reached around to rub my clit. The sound of his hips slapping against my ass filled the kitchen.

He kept calling me filthy names his sneaky little whore, his roommate’s slutty side piece. Every dirty word made me wetter. He pulled my hair and pounded me deeper, hitting spots that made my legs shake. I came hard on his cock, my pussy squeezing him tight while I tried to stay quiet.

He wasn’t done. He spun me around, lifted me onto the counter, and spread my legs wide. He fucked me like that, deep and rough, while we made out messily. My tits bounced with every thrust. I was so lost in it that I didn’t even hear his phone buzz at first.

My roommate had texted him, “Babe where are you? Did you find the charger?”

He read the message while still buried inside me and smirked. Instead of stopping, he fucked me even harder. The risk of her coming back early made everything ten times hotter. A minute later he groaned, pushed deep, and came hard down my throat after pulling out and shoving his cock back in my mouth. I swallowed every drop like a good little slut, milking him clean while looking up at him.

He quickly pulled his pants up, grabbed a random charger, and left. I stayed sitting on the kitchen counter for a minute, panties around my ankles, his cum still warm in my stomach, and my pussy still throbbing.

My roommate came home an hour later and had no idea I’d just let her boyfriend use me like a cheap whore in our kitchen.

I’m still soaked thinking about it. I don’t know if I feel guilty… but I definitely want it to happen again