Pamela and Thomas

It was near midnight when Thomas discovered Pamela alone in the attic. He stood aghast at the door when he saw her, the poor girl lost in a frenzy of self-pleasure.

He knew immediately what was wrong: it only took one glance for him to know that she’d gone two months without sex. How she managed to function for that long, he didn’t know. Still, despite being his roommate, Pamela was still a girl in clear need of sex; as evident from the fact that she was three knuckles deep into her pussy.

He cleared his throat. “Um, Pamela? I-“

At her name, her head shot up. Her eyes locked with his, and something passed between the two roommates.

Upon seeing him, she wasted no time getting up. When she started running towards him, his first instinct was to run away from the naked girl. He didn't, for obvious reasons.

“Thomas!” she yelled, “I need you to fuck me. Now!”

She tackled him to the ground, landing hard on the wooden floor. She didn’t feel it.

“God, it’s been so long since I’ve been fucked. I don’t care who it is, just do me!”

In the little time Thomas had to process what was currently happening, he only managed to make sense of one thing: a naked girl had just thrown himself as him, and was begging for sex.

And not just any girl. Pamela.

He was instantly hard.

The Latino girl noticed that fact as well and grabbed his cock through his bottoms. She held his shaft in her hand, relishing how it pulsed with anticipation, and shivered. “Fuck Tom, I need this in me.”

By now, his shirt was already off and he was fumbling with his bottom button. Pamela, at first, tried to help him with his endeavors but took to simply stroking her soaked pussy when she saw her fingers were complicating the matter.

She soon saw why her fingers were in the way; Thomas was packing an eight inch behemoth. She’d never thought her perverted roommate was hiding such a large dick, but there it was; nice and hard in the midnight light.

To his luck, his cock barely felt the cold air of the attic. The moment it sprung free, his clothes were scattered throughout the room, Pamela climbed on top of him, and sunk onto his naked form, sending his cock deep into her willing pussy.

She sighed as she lowered herself onto him, riding him like an animal in heat. Everything she did was for his pleasure: she fucked him cowgirl so that he could have an unobstructed view of her olive skin, slim figure, and large dark breasts as they bounced before him. She teased and tweaked her nipples, while a finger circled her clit. She moaned and begged him to cum, talking about how his large cock was the biggest she’d ever felt.

Everything she did was for his enjoyment, his pleasure. She needed him to cum so that she could achieve release herself.

That moment came all too soon.

“Oh fuck, I’m about to cum!” he moaned, the pleasure, thrill, and suddenness of the act nearly consuming him. “Can I cum in you?” he asked, hopeful.

“God no!” she yelled, wrapping her arms around his neck and pulling back. She fell onto her back with him above her. “You’re bathing me in cum tonight Tom. I need my cum-gasm and I’m not taking no for an answer!”

“But an orgasm would-“

The glare she gave him made him freeze, his words lost. An awkward moment passed between them, the only movement being Pamela’s hips, who moved on their own accord trying to reconnect with Thomas’ wet shaft.

“Alright then.” He mumbled before repositioning himself at the writhing girl’s soaked entrance.

He thrust his cock back inside her pussy, determined to enjoy this as long as he could. However, her earlier words rang in his mind, and he was already so close to that explosive peak. He barely got five thrusts in before he withdrew from Pamela completely and aimed his cock her a naked form.

"Oh fuck, I'm cumming Pam!"

A cup of cum left his balls and covered the olive skinned girl with pure whiteness. Strands of baby juice covered her from pussy to forehead; the valley between her large breasts filled up with Thomas’ cum, and a wave of pleasure coursed through the needy girl, her cum-gasm finally hitting, from the first moment she was blasted up until the end.

When the bliss from her cum-gasm left her system, Pamela immediately sobered up, the realization of what had just transpired making her stand. She knocked Thomas over in the process, sending the still naked man to the ground. Panicked, she glanced around for her discarded panties, putting them on without a second thought the moment they were found.

Thomas’ cum still hadn’t begun to dry on her when she turned around, gave him a hard look, and spoke with a tone that dripped poison. “You tell anyone about this and you’re dead. That only happened because I was horny as hell and my standards were abysmally low.”

After he’d nodded, he simply sat on the attic ground, naked, as he watched his housemate leave the room.

"Holy shit" was all he said.