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My Roommate's Boyfriend

My name is Beverly. Friends call me Bev. I’m married, no kids, and I teach as a profession. This incident took place when I was working my way through college. I was twenty years old, single at the time, and like most girls my age, I was horny and sexually active. I had a roommate at the time. Her name was Jan and we often went out together and socialized. Jan knew this guy named Ken that she had been getting friendly with at a bar near our apartment. So it seemed every weekend Jan was dragging me to the bar so she and Ken could flirt. Week after week we went to the same bar until Ken and Jan finally got together and started dating. I knew the guy was scum. I knew that for a fact because he tried hitting on me when Jan wasn’t around. I kind of hated him right from the start. I kept him at arm’s length for a number of months. I always noticed when he was looking me over, and always making sly sexual comments to me when Jan wasn’t around or close enough to hear. I knew he wasn’t going away. Ken didn’t live with us but he spent every weekend over. Jan was in love with him and would have wanted him to move in, but for some reason he kept putting her off. Whenever Jan and I went to the bar on nights when Ken was there with his friends, I would leave her with Ken and flirt with his friends, and they’d buy me drinks. On one certain night that I hazily recall, I got a bit drunk and I was making out with someone. His name was Steve, one of Ken’s friends. After about an hour of ...

... sucking down suds and feeling each other up in a dark corner booth, I needed some fresh air. Steve walked with me out into the parking lot and we ended up next to his car. We stood next to the rear of his car and traded saliva. His hands went down to my ass and he pulled me tightly against his body. I could feel the huge bulge in his pants pressing against my crotch. However, I liked his lips a lot more and felt myself getting aroused by his kisses. His hands roamed over my body and I felt my nipples harden when his hands rubbed my tits. We kissed, groped and dry humped while we stood next to his car. Aroused and high on alcohol, I returned his passion with a passion of my own. I ground my tingling pussy against the bulge in his pants as his tongue probed my mouth. I pressed my tits against his hard chest and found myself wanting to get closer to him. After several minutes of passionate kissing, I stepped back from him. I looked him in the eyes and said, “I want to suck your cock.” Well needless to say, he was all for that! I lowered to my knees in front of him and he quickly tugged at his belt. I reached up to unhook his pants and pull down the zipper. His pants fell to the ground and I faced his white cotton briefs supporting his huge bulge. Enthralled, I ran my hand over the bulge and felt the heat of his cock seeping through the cotton, straining to be freed. He moaned as my fingers clenched his cock through his briefs and gently stroked. It was thick and getting harder and ...