My Room ( Kaylee PoV [Unwanted-Empathy/Vox121] )

I held Scott's gaze, wondering if he would go through with this. My heart was racing as I thought of the possibilities. There were a few videos of me having sex out there in the world. Some I recorded, other’s were the guy wanting something to remember the event by. I didn’t mind and I had to admit was an erotic thrill knowing that more than a few guys had gotten off to those videos knowing they didn’t have a chance at the real thing.

This situation was different though. Scott was actually here. In my room. This would be my first time in front of a live audience—in such an intimate setting that is. He would have his own private show.

Wow. Things hadn’t even gotten started and I already felt my arousal starting to flare. The puttering of my heart was making my body light. Usually a guy had to start touching me to get this reaction out of me.

“Would it bother you if we used my room?” My face heated as an unexpected rush of excitement and embarrassment ran through me. My arousal spiked, going way off the charts. Sean was a man who could flip switches and press buttons better than most, but this was something new.

His approval made me giddy in a way I hadn't felt in a long time. That peak didn't last long, plummeting to a crash as he began gathering his supplies and work saying he'd give us space.

“You don’t have to do that,” I said as I watched him pack. Scott seemed resolute about leaving though. Panic flooded through me as he reached for his bag. I desperately wanted him to stay. The why wasn’t clear, but I knew that thrill I’d felt in the beginning wouldn’t be there if he left.

Moving on instinct, I reached out and gently placed my hand on his arm. The simple touch sent a jolt through me as I felt his warm skin against my fingertips. My heart was pounding in my chest, almost making me lightheaded. Scott looked at me with a surprised expression on his face.

"Stay," I pleaded. The state of my heart and shallow breath made it so I could barely get the words out. "Please."

I held his gaze despite the difficulty to do so. This wasn't me. Begging like this? Usually it was the guy pleading for a chance to prove himself to me. I could hear how weak and **** my voice sounded. I didn't care. In that moment, all I wanted was for him to stay. Not just for thrill and arousal that him staying evoked in me, but maybe, as strange as it sounded, help sort out my feelings toward Scott. Things... were in an odd place. I always figured we would hook up at some point or another, but it never seemed to happen. It always felt like there was a barrier or distance between us. It was clear that he liked me, but each time I took a cautious step forward, he would immediately match that in the opposite direction. I didn't know what to make of that. The closest we got to sex were tales of my exploits where I got to enjoy his adorable reactions as he pretended he wasn’t turned on by them.

Scott said nothing to my plea. He just slowly placed the packets back on my desk. I flashed him a grin, unable to hold it back from the surge of positive emotions. My body moved on its own as I pressed myself up against him to give him a peck on the cheek. I could feel his body stiffen as my breasts pushed against his shoulder and arm.

“Thank you” I whispered in his ear. I hoped he didn't hear the relief in those two simple words. I gave his arm a small squeeze and stared into his eyes, hoping to convey how glad I was at his decision to stay. As I held his gaze, I knew I had his complete undivided attention. For a moment, I felt myself contemplating what would happen if Scott decided he wanted a turn after Sean finished.

Oh god. What a thought that was. Pretty sure my engine went from a low idle to full-throttle. I desperately needed a release for this building lust and excitement before I burst.

Fortunately, I had just the man to take care of it.

Stepping away from Scott, I gave myself fully to Sean. A sultry smile appeared on my face and in turn, Sean flashed me a confident smile. I stepped up to him and pulled him into a kiss. Normally I avoided such needless actions, but even this bit of release was badly needed. My core was on fire and nothing mattered but finding an outlet.

Our two tongues dueled for dominance with mine winning out. Sean was as eager as he always was. At this point, it almost matched my own as we moaned and groaned in ecstasy from our intense lip-locking. We clawed at each other's clothes in frantic desperation. Warm air hit exposed skin as layer after layer was removed. In no time at all, we were both naked.

As we continued kissing, I ran my hands through Sean's stylish hair, caressing up and down his muscular chest and back, and gave his hard cock a firm squeeze. Holy hell. I couldn't wait to have that wonderful thing inside me. It was the key to Sean's success. It was right in my sweet spot. Thick and big without being too big. And the things he could do with it...

My efforts were rewarded by his lust-filled groans. Sean wasn't idle and as I caressed him, he pawed and fondled me. Another thing that set him apart from others. It was always nice to have a guy who gave as well as he got. He groped and fondled my breasts, giving my nipples light pinches. The stimulation had made them erect as I breathed deeply, enjoying the pleasure his gentle hands brought.

Unfortunately, Sean did as so many others did and lost interest in that area just as it was getting good. It was a bit frustrating how no one seemed to give my boobs any proper stimulation or attention. Maybe if they weren't so damn small...

So unfair considering I was the only woman in the family to suffer that particular ailment.

His hands moved downward and gave my firm ass a hard squeeze, knocking away errant thoughts and focusing my attention back on the action. One of his hands remained on my ass cheek, while the other rubbed at the folds of my soaked pussy. Sean's ministrations had me blissfully moaning as we enjoyed the other's touch and lips. My body was burning and it felt like I'd downed a gallon of lightning.

We soon ended our kiss, and both of us shared a lustful look at each other. I gave him a knowing grin as I recognized that look. With a lighthearted huff, I got on my knees and took his hard cock in my hands. Running my hands along his shaft, he let out a soft breath as he closed his eyes. Not wanting to draw this out, I opened my mouth and took the head of his cock into my mouth.

Blowjobs were usually hit or miss with me. Not in terms of skill of course. I knew my way around a cock. Rather, it was a matter of enjoyment—specifically my enjoyment. Sean was one of the guys who, despite his borderline too big cock, was one of the guys I enjoyed giving blowjobs to. I could take it all if I wanted, but I mostly focused on the upper half and used my hands to work the remaining shaft. I even gave his balls some love in the process.

What made Sean so enjoyable was he wasn’t afraid to be vocal during the whole process. It was boring when guys didn't do much but breath heavy or do their best to remain stoic. So as I slurped and gasped for breath as I sucked his cock, I enjoyed the sound of his moans and groans of pleasure.

Glancing up, I found a big smile plastered on his pleasure-filled face. He had his eyes closed, hand resting gently on the back of my head. As happy as I was he was enjoying it, I cut it shorter than usual. Yeah, I might enjoy it with him more than most other guys, but I needed some me time and I wasn’t about to wait for him to recover if he popped off now. Worse, the closer I got him there, the less I'd get out of him in the part that mattered.

He looked disappointed when I stopped sucking and got to my feet. Giving him a wink, I turned and gave my hips a little shake before plopping down into my bed. Spinning around, I found Sean giving me a hungry look as he took a step towards the bed.

God, I loved when guys looked at me like that. Lust dripped from his every move as his eyes ate up my body. He wanted my body. Craved it.

And only I could give it to him.

I didn’t move for several seconds and Sean no longer approached. I could see the desperation in his eyes and the tension in that amazing body of his. He wanted me so badly, and I was making him wait. It was then that the familiar rush hit me. Sean was a big strapping man. He could have easily taken what he wanted from me, but he didn’t. He didn’t because I was in charge here.

What a fucking rush.

As fun as teasing him was, I was wired and needed release just as much as him. Biting my lower lip, I opened my legs in welcome, giving him an unobstructed view of my soaked pussy.

In my most sexy and enticing voice, I beckoned him over. "Come here,” I breathed. "I need that big cock inside me."

The bed squeaked as the heavier man added his weight. One of the reasons why I loved this bed. When a man could make the bed sing, chances are he was a keeper.

Sean always made it sing.

He was unusually eager tonight. Maybe he was feeding off my own ramped up excitement. He stumbled over himself in his rush to get into bed and I couldn't stop the eager giggle from escaping. I watched as his broad chest dominated my view as he positioned himself between my welcoming legs. His attention focused on lining the head of his hard cock against my entrance as I felt the heat of his firm body against my inner legs. Our lust-filled eyes met one last time and I bit my lower lip as I felt him press against my entrance.

That internal engine of mine was redlining as I saw the familiar hunger in his eyes. The desire and need for this matching my own.

This was my favorite part.

Without a word, that wonderful cock of his entered me.