Messy Roommate 4 - Sex Stories

Messy Roommate 4

... orgasm reached it's edge, but just before he could cum, the room was filled with light. Jenny's car had just pulled into the driveway, her headlights illuminating the room. "Oh shit!" In a panic to hide what they were doing, Paul stuffed his cock away, and closed the laptop, shoving it back under the coffee table. Jim stood up and spun around in place several times, his mind blank on what he should do. "Hide you naked idiot!" Paul whispered urgently. When Jim didn't move, Paul grabbed his shirt and pushed him. "Hide behind the couch!" *** Without knocking, Jenny opened the door and stepped inside expecting to find Jim and Paul together. Instead the room was empty, except for Paul sitting in his boxers on the couch. "Um, hey I forgot my purse." She said stepping in, glancing at Paul's crotch. "Oh it's over there." Pointing to an armchair across the room. "W-where's Jim?" She asked nervously. "Oh he went to bed early, remember he fell asleep at the restaurant." Paul answered. Gathering her purse she had nearly made it to the door before Paul stopped her. "Hey wait, um, Jenny?" She bit her lip and slowly turned, her heart nearly beating out of her chest. She didn't quite expect it, but she wasn't very surprised when she saw Paul's cock out of his boxers. "Jim's out cold, wanna.. Stay a while?" He asked while his cock oozed pre cum over his knuckles. Jim laid quietly behind the couch afraid to breath, but with his dick in hand. As excited as he was he still feared what might ...

... happen to their relationship if Paul continued to fill her head with lies. "Listen we really shouldn't, Jim-" Jenny started. "Oh come on, you know you enjoyed it, forget about Jim, he's an idiot for even thinking of breaking up with you" Paul declared, pumping his cock slightly faster. After a long pause, Jim could hear her sigh. "..Well.." The only sound after that were the springs in the couch squeaking as she sat down. "Oooh, there you go." Paul moaned, and suddenly Jim hated that he couldn't see. A slight giggle from her, followed by the squishy, slapping sound of her hand jerking him off. Jim tried to match the rhythm with his own fist, but his fear of being caught slowed him down until he simply used two fingers to rub his length up and down. "You're so good at that." Paul moaned, putting his arm around her shoulder and pulling her closer. Knowing Jim was listening only turned him on more, so he decided to manipulate her mind even more. "What do you even see in Jim? He doesn't deserve someone like you." Jim's cock threatened to cum on the spot, so he had to bite his lip in order to hold back. When Jenny didn't respond, he worried that Paul's mind tricks might actually be working on her. "If we were dating I would always be there, I wouldn't let some other guy steal my seat beside you." Again Jenny remained silent, but the slapping sound of Paul's hand job had become even faster. "Come on Jenny, why don't you just leave Jim and-" But his sentence broke into a long moan. ...