You dont shit where you eat

Gemma grabbed my phone and turned so I couldn't see what she was typing. In doing so she obscured he boobs with her knees but gave me the most amazing view of her pussy. I couldn't help but stare, that landing strip seemed like it was pointing, saying look here. I had started rub myself, I didn't really care if anyone saw now.

*ping*

What were they talking about? the not knowing was ****, but it seemed to make me start rubbing myself even harder I couldn't help it. My movements caught Gemma's eye, she did that smirk again. And then went back to the phone.

*ping*

Gemma: 'Is virgin boy over there enjoying himself?'

My cock twitched at her words.

Gemma: 'Don't think I'm gonna lend you a hand, I'm busy with our new friends on flat 508'.

*ping*

Me: 'What are you talking about?'

Gemma: 'You, among other things virgin boy'

Gemma laughed out loud at whatever the message was. God this was so frustrating but I'm not sure I had ever been turned on more.

*ping*

With her eyes still glues to the phone but a devilish grin widening on her face, I felt something brush over my leg and touch my hand. Finally distracted from the view of this girl I looked down, where Gemma's foot was now resting on my leg, right next to my cock.

*ping*

Gemma nudge my hand with her foot, I let go of my shaft. Ever hopeful of where this was going, gemma brought her foot closer to the tip of my cock. She began to rub it. All the constant teasing and games tonight meant that I had been leaking everywhere already, making it easy for Gemma to move her foot around on the head of my cock. I didn't know how to describe it but the sensation was intense and sporadic, the feeling of being touched by another in my most sensitive of places as the foot clumsily moved around. When it would pass a particularly sensitive bit I let out a moan.

*ping*

I turned myself towards Gemma hopefully the easier angle would tempt her to keep going. She hadn't looked up from the phone the whole time. Despite that, she seemed to have noticed my movements and brought her second foot down to play. This gave me an unobstructed view of those fantastic breasts again, I could still see the little bit of my pre-cum that had landed on her earlier. It was hanging from her stiff pink nipple. As I was looking I felt the second foot touch my shaft, I moaned again.

Gemma: 'having fun virgin boy?'

I could only let out another moan as Gemma proceeded to slowly jack me off with her feet.

Gemma: 'does virgin boy wanna cum for me?'

With her words, I could feel the load building, as my balls began to tighten.

Gemma: 'who knew the virgin boy was such a kinky guy?

I closed my eyes, the sensation was too much as I let out another series of moans. It was about to happen I was gonna blow my load all over my new flatmate's feet.... suddenly I couldn't feel her feet on my cock anymore. I opened my eyes and looked at her, she had a great big smile on her face. Fuck, not again.

Gemma: 'Sorry not tonight virgin boy, I told you. You had your one chance of letting someone else make you cum earlier and you blew it, or rather suppose you didn't haha'

I didn't know what to think, for the 2nd time tonight this girl had brought me to the edge and suddenly stopped. I had tried edging myself before, but this was something else, infinitely better and worse at the same time. We both shared a look for a few seconds and I could tell that she was in control. I don't know if this was her plan all along but my little victory in the game earlier was only a skirmish, Gemma was competitive and she made sure she had won the war.

*ping*

Gemma: 'I'm off to flat 508 now, sound like the girls and Johnny have left Mike all alone. I think he needs some cheering up and if I'm honest I'm all worked up now as well'

She began to collect her leggings and shirt up off the floor. I desperately wanted at least some little victory over Gemma out of this teasing and denial.

Me: 'You know you have to stay in your birthday suit for the rest of the night still?'

Gemma: 'oo virgin boy has a little more fight left in him. You know if you weren't my flatmate who knows what would have happened'

She disappeared out of the room quickly, then I heard her bedroom door open and close. She reappeared again a moment later with no clothes still standing in the kitchen doorway.

Gemma: 'I had fun tonight, see you tomorrow ill keep you updated on my findings with the research project'

Me: 'Wait! what do you mean if I wasn't your flatmate?'

Gemma: 'Oh I don't sleep with co-workers or flatmates, don't wanna make it awkward. You don't shit where you eat you know'

Like what we had done wasn't going to make this awkward I thought to myself.

With that, she went left, a few moments later I saw her jogging across the court towards 508. Damn her rear looked amazing even from here. Then I was left alone just me and my poor tortured cock. With nothing else to do I collected my phone and things and headed back to my room to finally get some release.