Unexpected Changes-My Junior Year Part 6 - Sex Stories

Unexpected Changes-My Junior Year Part 6

... wet from Stacy’s saliva but needed more lubrication. I squeezed out some lotion I always had on my desk for when I watched porn. I rubbed my hands together and began masturbating. My hands were used to my cock and were moving like a bullet train. I felt my dick get bigger as I rubbed my dick. I thought about Stacy as I moved my hands, about stuffing my dick in her tight pussy or pumping it into her mouth. Soon, I felt my balls loosen as streams of cum came flying out of my dick. I cleaned up and put on a fresh pair of shorts. I headed downstairs, towards the kitchen. I opened the fridge and grabbed a soda, then headed to the couch and turned the TV on. Erika came downstairs and joined me in the living room. “Aren’t you going to work?” Erika asked, joining me on the couch. As usual, she was wearing extremely form-fitting clothes. Her top was a Mickey Mouse T-shirt which was too small for her. It didn’t cover her stomach and I could see her belly button. Her cleavage was very clearly seen as the t-shirt pressed her boobs together. The t-shirt followed the curve of her boobs, hugging them tightly. Her nipples pressed hard on the thin t-shirt and they poked at her shirt, revealing their exact position. She was also wearing a pair of extremely short sports shorts, which covered very little. They weren’t as tight as her shirt, but it hugged her perfectly formed butt, revealing her smooth curves. Her legs were gleaming and smooth as she sat them on the coffee table. “I’m going in ...

... late.” I replied, looking at her. She was one hot Swedish hottie. I took another sip from my soda and put it down. “Wanna watch a movie?” She asked. “Yeah, sure. What do you have in mind?” I asked. “Well, you have a fairly well stocked DVD collection. Maybe we could watch something from there.” She said, getting up. “Yeah, sure. You choose.” I replied. I hadn’t used the DVD player in a long time. Now everything was available on the internet, I rarely watched TV. I guess Erika was more used to it and enjoyed watching TV. “What kind of movie do you want to watch? What genre?” She asked. “Let’s watch a comedy.” I replied. Erika bent down, looking into the TV console. Her ass was pointed towards me, propped up, almost as though inviting me. Erika chose a movie and played it. It was an old comedy that my parents had bought. I had never seen it before. Erika headed into the kitchen and got us some more sodas. She asked if I wanted popcorn but I said no. She didn’t bother to make any for herself. The movie was pretty good. It had a good plot but still had a funny factor to it. The characters were well-developed and had dimension to them. Somehow, watching the movie made me remember mom and dad. The comedy was well apparent and I was laughing most of the time. It was in a laughing fit that I laughed too hard and knocked Erika’s soda. It was knocked out of her hand and it fell. Luckily, it wasn’t full, but there was still some soda inside. It spilled on her Mickey Mouse t-shirt and ...