Yes, you shouldn't push it.

“Ahh, okay.” You're greatly concerned that your erotic role-play has turn far too dark. The implication that Rae might get **** was clearly over the top. “Sure, we can stop. The others will be back soon.” You answer with a strained voice.

Sandra with those puppy-dog brown eyes that you're not sure are signaling relief, surprise or maybe disappointment, looks away, glancing down at the table. Recapping the intense nearly x-rated game session you start to feel quite guilty. You've only known Sandra Morelli for a few months now, and yes you certainly have the hots for her, but you also like her. She is a kind decent girl and a good friend. Your first instinct is to stand and apologize, however, your rock hard cock makes that unwise.

“Sandra.” You try to gather your thoughts. “I'm so sorry. I've never done anything like this before. My apologizes for being so forward and crass. I . . .”

Your sentence is cut short as the buxom brunette looks up at you with the warmest smile you have ever seen. “I'm the one who should be apologizing, I started it.” She turns towards you and takes your right hand with hers. Once again, her mere touch turns your insides aflame. “You're very sweet.” She smiles and leans over and whispers. “Thank you for being such a gentleman.” And softly kisses you on the cheek.

The smell of her perfume, the wisp like caress of her hair, and that sweet touch of her full red lips, causes such passion to race through your entire being that you become physically dizzy.

“Are you okay?” She asks, her face now but a few inches from hers.

Nothing is said as you both silently look at each other until your lips lock in a wanton embrace. Simultaneously you both gasp into each others mouth as your lips tenderly ravage each other.

“Oh my!” Sandra abruptly pulls away, covering her mouth with her hand in surprise as she stares at your crotch.

A massive bulge is blatantly straining against your pants. A bit of a wet spot can be clearly made out at the tip. You cannot help by quiver at her inspection, causing the protrusion to visually tremble about.

“It's so big.” She half giggles, which pushes you over the edge as you make a real world fumble.

Vainly you clench your teeth, trying not to orgasm, as Sandra stares on in fascination. At first the wet stain slowly grows in size until the pressure is too much. With a defeated groan you explode into the most intense orgasm of your life.

“Oh my!” Sandra puts her other hand over her mouth and laughs, as you so violently ejaculate spurts of cum burst through your pants.

“I didn't know it could last that long.” The top-heavy sophomore chuckles, completely enthralled by the show.

Terror grips you as the knob of your apartment door jiggles.

“Yikes!” Sandra chuckles and quickly sits down grabbing her character sheet.

“We got food, bitches!” David declares as all four of your friends enter into your apartment. “Rae, Rae, did you get out of jail yet, or were you gang-banged?”

“Asshat!” Vivian punches her wisecracking friend in the arm. “Stephen would never be such a creep.”

“Woman!” David complains, “You made me almost drop the pie! Come on, I'm only joking.”

Sandra gets up and joins everyone else gathering in your kitchenette for pizza and drinks.

“Are you getting use to the game?” Brian asks the brown haired beauty.

“It's coming quite easy.” She smiles and pours herself some ice-tea.

“Stephen,” Saul waves for you join in. “Come get some pie before it gets cold.”

Sandra takes a sip of her drink as her amused eyes fix on you.