Roommate - Sex Stories

Roommate

A dream is sliding away, one you can't remember, but you must have been enjoying it because your panties are soaked. Your nipples are hard to the point of pain, straining against your tank top in the breeze from the ceiling fan.

Your breathing is heavy, loud in the dark, and it turns you on even more. You are tangled in the sheets, a pillow between your knees, as always. You tighten your thighs and begin to rock against it. You are even wetter than you thought. Your cotton briefs slide against your clit, making a mess of the sheets, but the warmth of your own arousal is all-consuming. Everything else ceases to exist.

The pillow is too soft, it doesn't provide enough pressure, but you can be patient.

For now.

You tease your nipples through the fabric of your shirt. Your panting brings your breasts into your hands, and then away again, a torturous game with yourself. Fingertips are itching for something more. Harder. Faster. With a gasp, you pinch the sensitive tips and buck forward, a low moan escapes your lips. You've never been this aroused, ever. You feel like you're ready to burst out of your skin. Every touch, every sensation is overwhelming and you're lost in a sea of longing, need, and ache.

Your breathing is erratic as you squeeze and play with your chest, fabric sliding between your hands and body, creating a rush of tingles and extra stimulation.

The pillow isn't cutting it anymore.

You shove your hand between your legs, and the sudden change of ...

... pressure elicits another obscene moan. You don't even sound like yourself.

In some distant part of my mind, you remember that you share a wall with the room next door. Im probably not up yet, and I sleep like the dead. The possibility of being overheard by your roommate isn't enough of a concern to make you stop.

I'm a good roommate in all the ways that count. It's fun to hang out with, helps around the house, and gives you space when you want it. Living with me is a thousand times easier.

The hand between your thighs is slick, sliding along your panty line. Your pussy is swollen with need, pulsing in time with your heart, hot and slippery and sensitive. A quick flick causes your whole body to clench. Your trying to take your time, to make this feeling last, but you're losing control.

You rub your knuckles against your clit, circular motions that send you into spasms, your legs are twitching, and you're trying to hold back, but you can't. This is beyond consciousness now. An orgasm rocks through your entire body, lifting you off the bed for a moment as you writhe and gasp for air.

You realize that you're making a high-pitched moaning sound, something you've never done before. Oh, god. Before the shuddering stops, another orgasm follows the first. You clench your teeth together, trying to quiet the scream that wants to escape.

It still isn't enough. You've cummed twice, and feel even hornier than when you woke up. You don't know what's going on with you, but ...