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You place your work bag on the table, sighing.
It was a long day at work and all you wanted was to lay down, watch some good porn, and then fall asleep. You needed a release to get rid of all your pent up emotions.
Just as you start to walk down the hallway, you freeze. Your roommate, Adam, was home. You furrow your brows when you pick up on the sound of skin slapping skin, your ears perking up and cheeks turning crimson red.
Just to make sure you were hearing things right, you listen for a moment longer. You can hear him groan- or maybe moan. His breathing is heavy and small whimpers escape the crack in his closed bedroom door.
He was jacking off.
You had never caught him in the act before, but you were sure you had heard odd sounds from time to time. Just the idea of him touching himself though excited you, in more ways than it should have. You wondered if he was thinking of you, thinking about the times he's walked in on you changing or getting out of the shower.
You close your eyes, pressing your thighs together tightly at the thought. You couldn't help but let out a shaky breath, whimpering. There was definitely a wet feeling collecting in your panties.
All in an instant, the skin slapping skin and groans stopped. Your heart sunk slightly, disappointed. Sad that the show was over, you made your way to your own bedroom, peeling off your work clothes.
A knock on your bedroom door startles you. "Yeah?" you call out, freezing.
The door cracks open and Adam leans into the bedroom, pursing his lips. He tries to hide his guilty face, sighing. You stare at him awkwardly for a moment.
"When did you- when did you get in, kid?" Adam asks, averting his eyes. A small smirk creeps on your cheeks.
"Long enough. Were you...jacking off?' You asks, laughing. You couldn't help but let your cheeks grow hot at the thought of him fucking his own fist.
He sighs, rolling his eyes. "Jesus Christ, nevermin-" he begin, starting to turn away.
You let out a deep chuckle, shaking your head. "No no, Adam, it's fine, it was kinda...kinda hot." You blurt, your sentence quietly trailing off. He looks up at you, eyebrows raising slowly.
"Did you say it was hot, kid?" he asks lowly.
You slowly nod, looking away in embarrassment. "I..I liked it." You admit in a low murmur.
You couldn't deny it, your mind was running with a million ideas on what you wanted him to do to you. You had never really felt like this towards Adam. Sure, he was hot, but you never felt so deeply about him like this.
He opens the door up slowly, his full body coming into sight. He was wearing nothing but his jeans (per usual), and it was clear that his cock was still hard. It tented at the front of his pants, a small wet spot from pre-cum staining his jeans.
He slowly walks towards you, hesitant at first. His chest hovers inches away from yours, looking down at you from his tall height.
"I..." You begin, mind going into a frenzy at how close he was to you. Your heart was beating in your stomach, a pleading ache in your cunt. You just wanted him to touch you, fill you.
"You think it was hot that I was fisting my own cock? Do you always listen to me fuck my fist, you dirty slut?" Adam murmurs, his large hand moving to wrap around your throat. The pads of his fingers pressed hard into the skin of your neck.
Your eyes screw shut from embarrassment. He was right, it wasn't the first time hearing him. You had never purposely tried to, but couldn't help but listen to him in the dark hours of the night as you fell asleep.
"Y-y-yes." You squeak out, breath hitching.
He lowers his nose along your neck, smelling in your perfume and groaning. You watch his free hand move to palm his cock through his jeans, running the palm of his hand on the head of his cock over and over again.
"I was thinking of you, wishing it was your hand. I couldn't stop thinking about it, your sweet cunt on my cock." He murmurs into your ear, shivers rolling down your spine.
"Please..." you whine out, thighs clenching. You just needed his hand touching you, making you feel better.
He moves his hand away from the front of his jeans, moving it to cover your clothed cunt. You settle into his hand, bucking yourself up on it. You shiver with the friction of his palm on your clit, making you moan for more.
"Sometimes when you'd bring guys over or catch you changing, I would touch my cock. I used to watch you finger yourself when the door was left open a crack." he says, moving his hand off your throat.
He latches his lips onto your neck, sucking the sweet spot between your earlobe and jaw. You melt against him, latching onto his arm for dear life. You arch your back, his fingers starting to trace slow circles on your throbbing cunt through your shorts.
"You fucking whore, you soaked through your shorts like a dirty little slut." he hisses in your ear, starting to move his fingers faster.
You cry out, head resting against his chest. He presses down, causing you to shudder in pleasure. His other hand moves to grip your hair, pulling it back further to suck on your neck more.
All you could do was wither in pleasure, jaw fallen slack. Your small hands gripped onto his big arms, knees going weak. Your cunt clenched in his hand, eyes rolling into the back of your head.
"Fuck kid, I've thought about eating your cunt so much, watching you cum. I just wanted to lick that sweet little pussy until your crying, begging me to stop." he groans.
You let out a moan at the thought of his tongue buried deep into your dripping cunt, licking you dry.
He steps back, hands yanking down your shorts and soaked panties. You step out of them, peeling your tank top off. He pulls you close again, his fingers pinching onto your nipples.
They harden and pebble under his touch, sending need straight to your cunt. He twists one, pulling the other. The motions make your knees shake, mewling under his touch.
"You want me to touch you so fucking bad, don't you? You want me to fuck you on my cock?" He taunts.
"P-please!" You cry out, chest rising and falling quickly.
He lets go of your nipples, unbuttoning his jeans. He steps out of them, his hard cock springing free. The shaft was swelled, his large veins pumping with blood. The head of his cock leaked a pearl of pre-cum, slapping against his belly button with each movement.
He pushes you back until you fall on the bed, tits jiggling in the process. He looks down at you like prey, wetting his lips. He leans forward, his hands peeling your knees apart to look at your wet and aching cunt.
"Fuck kid, this pussy is all mine, got that?" he sternly hisses, hands gripping your thighs.
You nod in response, twitching in anticipation for his touch.
He lands a sharp slap against your cunt, hitting your clit and sending shock waves of pleasure through you. Your hips jolt off the bed, a sound coming from you that's half yelp half moan.
"You answer me when I ask a question, slut." He barks, slapping your cunt again.
You cry out, gasping. "This cunt is all yours, this cunt is all yours!" You answer, chest heaving.
"Good little slut." he murmurs, moving to hang above you. His eyes trail over you for a moment, eyes sparking with a familiar hunger.
"Please, A-Adam." You choke out.
"I know, I know princess." he murmurs, his hand moving to stroke his cock. You can't help but stare, watching him move up and down his shaft, making a show of running his finger over the head and smearing a pearly bead of pre-cum.
He guides it along your wet folds, shivering when the head of his cock strokes against your clit. The two of you were breathing heavy, lips hanging inches away from each other. Your eyes were crazy, trying to memorize everything about him.
You gasp loudly when you feel the head of his cock sink into your slick hole, jaw falling open. You look down, watch his cock sink into you inch by inch. There's a light sting and stretch around his size, causing you to groan for a moment.
"hmphnn You're so wet, f-fuck." he hisses, lips pressed together tightly. "Do you think of me fucking you on my cock when you finger yourself? Do you think of my fat fucking cock in you when you cum?" he taunts, voice hoarse.
"hnnnmn Yes, Adam! Y-yes- fuck!-" You wail, the feeling of him bottoming out sending you over edge.
You could feel him buried so deep in you that you were sure his cock was touching your cervix. You had never felt so full by another man in your whole life. You were struggling, mind scrambling to think straight.
He places his hands on your hips, gripping them tightly as he slowly pulls out. All at once, he slams back into you, filling you up all over again. Your head snaps back against the mattress, a defeated and small whimper coming from your lips.
He gains a good pace, fucking his hips against you over and over again. All you could do was wrap your legs around his backside, arms hooking around his neck. Your lips connect, his tongue exploring your mouth.
You moan into his mouth, causing him to thrust faster. He pulls away from the kiss, looking down for a moment. He sucks in a deep breath, a wave of pleasure rolling over him.
"Shit, I've thought about fucking your cunt for so fucking long." he admits loudly, mouth hanging open in a small "O" shape. "Touch your clit, let me see how you play with it." he demands. voice dark.
Too braindead to protest, your hand snakes between the two of you and latch onto your clit. You use your two fingers to trace slow and small circles around it, sending more shocks of pleasure through you. You clamp onto his cock, gritting your teeth.
"Jesus fucking Christ- Is this what you'd do when you thought of me? Touch yourself like a dirty slut?" he mindlessly murmurs, snapping his hips back faster and faster.
You couldn't even form words. You just let yourself go on the feeling of his cock, fingers moving quicker against your clit. It didn't take long before you felt that familiar coil start to tighten in your chest.
Your breathing becoming shorter- coming in quick pants, more shallow. You were so close to cumming, so fucking close. Adam could feel it too, your silky cunt gripping and clenching at his cock, feeling you spasm around his big size.
"Your close, aren't you? You want to cum on my big cock so bad, don't you?" he grunts.
You open your mouth to begin speaking, not even able to form one word. Your eyes are rut shut, your body is some sort of pleasure-paralysis. Your lack of answer makes him mad, his big palm grabbing your jaw.
You open your eyes in shock, jaw hurting from how tight he was holding it. "You stupid fucking slut, don't want to speak? Fine, I'll give you a reason not to speak then." he seethes, yanking your jaw and mouth open.
Before you can protest, his tilts his head back and aggressively spits into your open pit of a mouth. Your eyes widden in surprise, your lips pressing together as you swallow his spit. The action makes you clench tightly around him.
As much as it surprised you, it was all you needed to be sent over the edge. All at once, your muscles tightened and you arched your body and hips off the mattress. Your head snaps back and a string of shouts and inaudible noises leave your lips.
You were sure you shouted his name a few times as white flashed behind your eyes, stars dancing on your eyelids. Your hips twitched against his, his cock fucking deeper into you as he neared his own orgasm.
Starting from your neck and all the way down to your toes, your body loosened back up and you gasped for air. Your throat was dry and all you could do is lay there, body numb with euphoria.
"Fuck kid, oh god, I'm going to c-cum, I'm fuck, fuck- Fuck!" He shouts, peaking his own orgasm.
Adam's hips thrust at an ungodly pace until he froze completely, sucking in a deep breath. You watched his face contort into a expression made of half pain half pleasure. After a moment or two, his hips started to jolt and spasm, his cock twitching inside of you as he emptied his hot load, rope after rope of his cum filling you.
He finally relaxed, face dropping and a small pent up groan leaving his lips. He pulls out with a shy pop , leaving you more empty than you had felt in your life. He collapsed beside you on the bed, eyes fluttering shut.
He turns to you, pulling you taught against his large figure. He practically wrapped his whole body around you.
"You did so good for me, I've wanted you for so long." He murmurs against your neck, lips grazing it softly.
After you re-gain yourself, you sigh. "I did?" You croak, eyes fluttering closed with exhaustion.
"You did, so good, so good. Sleep, kid." his deep baritone voice hums.
And you did. You fell asleep with his hands playing with your hair and a mixture of both of your cum dripping down your thighs and onto your bedsheets.