The Roommate Pt. 2

Days passed, and I couldn't get that night out of my head. Every time I closed my eyes, vivid technicolor images played in slow motion. I could feel his presence, the heat of his body, standing behind me. I could feel his hands on my body. Gripping me; pulling me close. I could still taste him on my lips. Even somehow felt the pressure of his cock pressed up against me. The way these thoughts made my heart race. And the more I envisioned them, the more turned on I became.

These feelings, these images and thoughts, played out in my head for weeks until I couldn't stand them any more. I needed desperately to act on them. I needed him again. To touch me; to kiss me; to fuck me. There was no hesitation. I knew exactly what I was going to do. He came to me in the kitchen and this time I was going to him.

Again, I waited for the entire house to fall quiet. In the early hours of the morning, I made my way up the stairs to his room, tip-toed over to his bed, pulled back the covers, and slid my body in close his. Feeling his breath on the nape of my neck as I contemplated how to wake him up.

Slowly, I reached back and grabbed a hold of his arm, pulling it around me and placing his hand on my hip. Moving my hips, wiggling my ass closer to him, deliberately pushing myself as close to him as I could get. His fingers began to squeeze my hips as he stirred. His hand slowly sliding up my belly, making its way to my chest. He grabbed a hold of my breasts and pulled me close to him, burying his face into the my neck as he gently thrust his hips forward. I moaned softly at each kiss he placed on my bare skin. I wonder if he had been waiting for me this entire time.

I could feel him growing, pressing his cock against me with every thrust of his hips. I needed him in me so badly. I grabbed his hand and slid it from my chest into my bottoms. His fingertips gliding across the soft bare skin of my ass, and pushing their way between my legs. Stroking me, feeling my pussy growing wetter and wetter before sliding into me. As he worked his fingers in and out me, I reached back and slid my hand into his boxer shorts. Pulling his cock free of its fabric prison. Gliding my hand up and down his shaft, feeling him grow even harder, somehow, with ever moan that escaped my lips.

I was melting under his touch. I could feel my pussy gripping his fingers. I needed him to fuck me. Letting him go, I slid my bottoms down over my ass, pushing back and allowing the head of his cock to rub against my bare skin. He pulled his fingers from me, and grabbed his cock. Firmly stroking himself with my cream. He slid his cock down my ass and between my legs, rubbing his head against my pussy. Teasing me, before finally pushing the tip inside of me. I inhaled deeply, gasped as he grabbing my hips, slowly pushing his cock deep inside of me. Filling me entirely. He held himself in me for a moment before slowly pulling himself back, leaving just the tip inside.

I moaned loudly, as he slammed back into me. I could feel his breath deep and heavy while he pumped into me faster and harder. Tightly squeezing my hips, pulling me into him with every thrust. My pussy gripping tightly around his rock hard cock! It didn't take him long to cum hard and deep inside of me. Feeling him pulsate inside of me. He continued to fuck me, slowing his rhythm. Again, making sure every last drop was inside of me. As he pulling out, I could feel the hot sticky mixture of our cum dripping from my pussy.