My Roommate's Boyfriend - Sex Stories

My Roommate's Boyfriend

... larger as I stroked him thought his briefs. He reached down and grasped the hem of my sweater. I felt the night air against my skin when he pulled it up over my head and tossed it onto the trunk of the car, leaving me kneeling before him in my bra. If anyone would have walked or driven through the parking lot we were easy to be seen, but neither of us were thinking that at the time. He grabbed the back of my head with one hand as his other hand freed his cock from his briefs. He pulled my head to his cock roughly. “Suck it,” he commanded. I needed no encouragement. We both wanted the same thing and I reached up and eagerly took his cock in my hand, opened my mouth and wrapped my lips around the head of it. He pushed forward and I felt his long round sausage slide over my tongue on its way to the back of my mouth. I wanted him to remember me and I worked my oral talents on getting him off in the best way I knew how. I reached up and cupped his heavy balls as my mouth moved up and down on his shaft, nearly engulfing his entire length. I could hear him moan every time I pulled him into the back of my throat. His hands held tightly to my head as I sucked him eagerly for several minutes. “Oh, fuck yea,” he screamed as he pulled my head towards himself, “I’m gonna cum.” I opened my mouth so that he could watch his cock spew on my tongue. I watched his cock twitch and spurt white jets of semen from its dilated meatus. I felt it landing on my tongue. It was nasty but I loved it ...

... because it made me feel dirty taking it in my mouth. More landed on my lips, chin and cheeks. After a few moments I caught the last string of cum that hung from the end of his cock with the tip of my tongue. Kneeling on the pavement, I finished licking Steve’s cock clean when I sensed we weren’t alone any longer. Before I could move I felt hands on my back quickly unclasping my bra and tugging it away from my body. I didn’t have time to react to the quickness of those hands that moved under my arms and lifted me up and pushed me toward Steve. “Give her a big kiss, Steve,” the voice taunted. “Taste your cum on her lips.” “What the hell, man!” Steve said, “Get the fuck out of here. I ain’t going to taste my jizz. You want to taste it, you kiss that slut,” he finished, looking embarrassed in front of his friend. He quickly walked away and headed for the bar. By the time that Steve got to the door of the bar I realized what he called me. “You called me a slut? Fuck you asshole!” I yelled out drunkenly. It was Ken who pulled off my bra and lifted me to my feet. He was laughing like it was all too funny to him. “Want your bra back?” he asked, dangling my bra from his fingers. “What the fuck was that,” I screamed at him, “I don’t walk up on you and Jan like that and acting the way you are.” I was pissed. I pulled my sweater off the trunk of the car and put it on, then I turned and walked back to the bar. “You can keep the bra,” I said over my shoulder. “I’ll be interested to know how you ...