Dinner, Emilys POV

As the three of you sit down for dinner, you cooked together, your heart races again.
"He cant guess what im trying to see", you think, trying to calm yourself. Then you say: "Ethan, could you pass me the pepper?"
You closely watch as he gives you the pepper shaker. No...his dick looked bigger than that. "And the bottle of water?"
Smaller than the bottle...anything else would be concerning.
After you spend a few minutes talking, you decide to try your luck again. "The cucumber?"
Ethan smiles as he passes you the cucumber. That was it.
You feel yourself getting wet again, which you know is silly, but you cant help it. You only take a tiny slice of the cucumber, as to not make it too small. Then, impatiently, you wait until dinner is over and ofter to clean up.

Everyone is gone, and after you put the plates aside, you quickly grab the cucumber and make your way to your room.
You exhale on arrival, you know you´re stressing way to much about this but you cant help it.
Then, you grab the box of sex toys you have under your bed and open it.
You take out your vibrators and dildos and lay them down on your bed, comparing them to the cucumber in girth and lenght.
Lenght was a bit harder to guess than girth, you try to think back on how he looked...how _it _looked in his hands.
With your hand shaking you grab your largest dildo, 7 inches long. You had trouble fitting it inside you, you never managed to put it in all the way.
You lay it next to the cucumber and a ruler. Ethan is larger.

You can´t hold back anymore. You basically rip your pants of, you´re in ther middle of your bed, surrounded by your toys, you dont remember if you locked the door but you couldnt care less right now.
Your hand grabs the dildo and puts its tip against your pussy. You felt the cold plastic on the wet entrance of your pussy.
Then you shove it in, deeper and deeper. You moan, and quickly grab a smaller dildo, stuffing it in your mouth, to drown out some of the noice.

There you are, usually so quiet, so polite and innocent, now on your bed, one cock in your pussy, one cock in your mouth, stretching yourself while thinking about your hot roommater.
You began to jam the dildo in and out of your pussy, but you dont manage to take more than maybe 6 inches. You imagine how much Ethans cock would stretch you, hurt you, split you in half. And you would thank him for it. You would beg him to continuer. Beg him to ruin your pussy.
You moan on the dildo in your mouth, saliva runs down your face. You imagine yourself not turning away after walking in on Ethan in the shower, but taking a step into the bathroom, closing the door behind you and joining him.

You imagine Ethan fucking you against the glass wall of the shower. You pressed against the wall, he behind you, hammering you so you cant walk for days.
Your moans get louder while you up the pace until you finally cum.
Your eyes roll into the back of your head as waves of pleasure rock through you.
Your legs shake, your pussy clams down on the fake cock inside of it, your knees feel weak.
You pull the smaller dildo out of your mouth and catch your breath.
Then you slowly begin to clean yourself and the room up, not managing to get Ethan out of your head.