Decline. Spend Sunday night with the panties

“Sorry Miranda, just a little busy this weekend, maybe another time,” he lied to her.

Maybe this was a mistake on his path, god only knows how much Mark wanted to screw her into oblivion. At least Winter would be happy to know that he chose not to hang out with her.

“That’s alright, maybe later this week,” she responded. “Little surprised you can’t find any time for me though, you’ve struggled to take your eyes off my boobs this whole time.”

Mark’s face begin to turn red, embarrassingly he’d been caught out, not the biggest surprise though. He stuttered, trying to work out how to reply to her.

Thankfully she began to laugh, “Chill, I’m just messing with you.” Miranda put her hand on his arm as she said that, letting it linger there for just a little too long. It started to make him think that she did have a little more up her sleeve planned than just a night time jog.

Eventually, the washing was finished and Mark used the dryer before parting ways with Miranda and heading back to deliver the clothes to Jess.

When he knocked at the door, it was Tara who stood there, her lesbian room mate. She didn’t really care for any explanation or anything, Tara just took the basket back and quickly shut the door on him.

Later that night, around the time that he would have been going for a run with Miranda, Mark found some private time alone in his dorm room with Matt once again at work. He pulled out the pair of panties that he stole from Jess’s washing basket. Sniffing them again, he was happy to still get a whiff of that strong feminine smell.

There was no better time than the present to enjoy this. Mark unzipped his black pants and shuffled his body out of them, followed by his dark briefs.

Laying on his bed naked from the waist down, Mark began to pump his own cock while using his left hand to engulf his face with the smell of Jess’s panties.

They were these beautiful Brazilian style panties. The lacy material was coloured hot pink and because of the brightness, you could make out the slight hint of wetness is certain areas.

It didn’t take long at all to get hard, the smell of Jess’s pussy had him wanting to reach for his cock all day. Now he had an opportunity to relieve that horny passion that was rushing through his blood.

He jerked at his cock at a fast race, pumping it back and fourth like crazy. Wanting to finish himself off quickly, Mark had part of the flimsily material in his mouth, trying to taste her wetness.

It made him think about being a **** for Jess this week. How he wished he could be a sexual **** for her, he would lick her out for hours if he was given the chance.

Getting closer to a quick orgasm, Mark moved the panties from his face and to his hard member that was being stroked with fast and furious passion. Wrapping the pink underwear around his shaft, Mark continuing to pump.

“Fuck me Jess, fuck me,” he whispered to himself as if was pretending she was right there with him.

His hand was flying up and down by this stage. Mark couldn’t last any longer, he let out a gasp and a moan as he began to shoot cum from the tip of his penis, letting it spray all over his chest.

“Fucking hell,” he said to himself. His breathing rate beginning to calm once again.

It was certainly one of his more satisfying solo jerk offs but it wasn’t enough. Mark laid there in a pool of his own cum, Jess’s panties tied around his now deflating dick. All he wanted now was to actually fuck the tease for real.

Maybe it was too much to ask for but the way that this year was going, anything was possible.