Chapter 11
by dangerslut
You lay still panting as he left for the bathroom.
The sheets were soaking wet.
You couldn't keep your hands off of you pussy lips. They were so swollen, so wet. Your thighs were slick and sticky.
Tristan snatched the condom and his underwear off of floor and turned down hall towards the bathroom.
Without thinking, you pulled your vibrator out. You always kept it handy and you were pretty sure you could cum one more time before he got back.
You closed your eyes and you were right back next to your roommate. But you weren't anymore. You weren't looking up at Hunter fucking her. You were in her place. You were Rory.
You started using the vibrator like a dildo, fucking yourself with it. You were looking up into your boyfriend's best friend's eyes and grinding your vibrator into your g-spot.
You'd never used it that way before, you just needed something inside of you, something thick. The orgasm hit you hard and fast. You rolled over and bit down on the pillow to keep from calling out.
Your eyes were clamped shut and you ground your teeth into the fabric as you came down and rolled over onto your back.
Happy New Year!
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Burn Street
Lying, Cheating, Group sex, all fair game on Burn Street.
This is the story for 4 twenty-somethings, living on the same block, in the same neighborhood. They're all friends (for now). They're all horny. Expect the worst.
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Updated on Apr 2, 2018
by dangerslut
Created on Apr 2, 2018
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