Facebook stalking

Curious to see more of my new flatmate, I went onto Annies profile and proceeded to be greeted by the standard good looking teenage girl profile. It didn't take long before I found what I was looking for, though, her holiday photos. I have to admit I had to re-evaluate my earlier assumption of Annie. She wasn't a good looking girl. She was an absolute stunner. Those baggy clothes from earlier hid the reality-defying figure she had. She was slim, yes but, her breasts were enormous. Not too big, but undoubtedly way more significant than I would expect from a girl her size. Annie also had an excellent rear, from what I could tell, maybe not as good as the girl from the video, but Annie was someone honest, someone across the corridor right now, which made it better.

Almost instinctively, I started to stroke myself as I went through her photo's. Luckily for me, she didn't seem camera-shy, and there were plenty. I began to fantasise again about this girl across the hall from me, all the things I could do with her, how I may get to see her beauty uncovered, the feel of her breast, the scent of her pussy, the soft moans as I fucked her, softly first then progressively harder. I didn't hold myself back this time. I don't think I could. If I tried, my instincts had taken over. I felt a rush of pleasure coarse through me as I began shooting streams of cum. I'm not usually the biggest shooter in the world, but the excitement and the build-up from earlier must have had an effect as one-shot even managed to land on my computer screen.

I began to clean myself up and pull my clothes back on when I heard a soft knock on the door. Quickly making sure I was presentable, I went and opened it. It was Annie. If I wasn't already looking flushed, I certainly was now. The girl whose pictures just made me cum so much just a minute ago was at the door.

Me: 'Oh hey, what's up?'

Annie: 'Are you OK? thought I heard you call my name.'

Shit, I must have gotten carried away and said her name out loud, quick think Alex

Me: 'I did? oh yeah.... yeah, you left one of your bags in here.'

What a save, quick thinking to the rescue.

Annie: 'Yeah, I thought I was missing one. Mind if I come in and grab it?'

It wasn't a question as she walked past me and went and grabbed her bag from across the room. On the way back, I saw her look towards the desk as a cute little smile crept onto her face.

Annie: 'I see you just accepted my friend request.'

Me: 'Huh?'

Annie: 'Facebook, it's on your laptop screen.'

She must have seen me look a bit uncomfortable. Why wouldn't I? I have just been caught facebook stalking a girl I have only known for less than an hour. Worse even, but she didn't know that bit.

Annie: 'don't worry, I already checked out your profile. Gotta know who your living with, eh? You really could do with some more pictures though there were any for me to look through.'

It was true, I wasn't camera shy, but I have never been one to post up stuff on social media. She chuckled to herself a bit, said thanks for the bag, and headed back to the room.

Well, that could have gone worse, I guess. I went and sat back down where my laptop was. Then PANIC, I realised that it wasn't just open on her profile but also one of her most revealing bikini shots. Worse still, there was a trickle of my cum from my earlier explosion that had hit the screen right on her face. A pang of worry hit me. Had Annie seen, god, she probably thought I was a massive creep.

After a moment of worry, I managed to reason that she must not have noticed, she was only in here briefly, and she certainly would have freaked out if she had seen my cum tribute to her on my laptop screen. At least that's what I thought.