You masturbate for Jake

You'd definitely feel weird about someone watching you play with yourself. You'd feel even weirder if he was jacking off while watching you. On the other hand, You can't fathom using your mouth on a boy. You don't even think about just declining the whole thing. Maybe the daze from your orgasm frenzy has you following along with Emily's nonsense... Anyway, you commit to your decision. "You can watch me." You mutter your answer quietly, but they both definitely heard you.

"Really!?" Jake asks, somewhat surprised. He definitely didn't expect you to not just laugh him out of your room.

"Ooooh!" Emily almost moans. "Hope you don't mind if I stay and watch too" She leads you over to your bed and sits you down, facing more or less towards her bed. Then, she leads Jake over to her own bed. While Jake is sitting down, she lies down on her stomach cupping her face in her hands and slowly kicking her legs in the air in her apparently signature pose. "Start however you want, Lauren," Emily instructs, "but make sure you show us what made you so loud earlier.

You're a lot more apprehensive about it this time, but nevertheless, you reach up and grasp both of your breasts with your hands and start playing with your nipples through your shirt. Without your bra, you feel your motions much more succinctly. Within a few seconds, you start softly unconsciously moaning. Once again, the sensations from your chest just aren't enough, and, in a flash, your right hand is in between your legs, searching for your clit through your already soaked jeans.

Though you're already forgetting your surroundings, the sudden sound of a zipper attracts your attention back to Emily's bed. Your eyes dart to Jake, who now has his dick out and in his hand, slowly stroking it. You can't appreciate it from this distance and while obscured by his hand, so you focus on Emily for the moment. Her head is turned toward his lap, and she is chewing on her lip trying to suppress a huge grin.

Returning your focus to your own body, you slip your left hand under your shirt to continue your **** on your nipples. Just as quickly as before, you feel an orgasm approaching. Your eyes snap shut as you bear down on yourself. You push your fingers even harder into yourself while stroking against your clit. The sound of your fingers rubbing against the soaked denim is drowned out by your moans. "I'm gonna..." You moan to yourself, not caring who hears you.

"Lauren!" You hear Jake moan as well. "I'm so close!" In your current state, you barely even register what he said as your orgasm washes over over you. Your shudders blocking out all other stimuli from your mind.

As you start coming down from the ecstasy, you feel something warm hit your cheek. You eyes flick open in response, seeing Jake standing in front of you with his dick out, dripping the last bit of his ejaculate out. "I... I'm sorry!" He tries to explain. "She pushed me towards you at the last second."

Emily starts giggling, then gets up from her bed. "Sorry, Lauren," She starts, not really apologetically. "I love seeing a good facial, but that one wasn't that great." She strolls over to you and climbs up onto your lap. Her eyes dart away for a moment while she smirks. "Let me help you with that." Your roommate leans into you and licks your cheek, lapping up Jake's cum. You're stunned, and don't know what to say. Jake is the same and just stands there awkwardly, with his cock slowly wilting and his pants trapped under one of his feet.

"Well," Emily starts, but pauses so she can audibly swallow, "I'm definitely turned on by that erotic display. I hope you two are up for something a bit more interactive."