Meghan Flashback continues

-Meghan-

Meghan slowly fingered herself while lightly moaning. Red had only been fucking her once a day recently and she was exceptionally horny. He was working a couple hours late today as he normally did on Saturdays and all she wanted was to have her pussy eaten and a proper hard fucking, the latter of which she had yet to receive from Red. Still, Meghan hoped that if she tried to be more provocative it might encourage him more.

A few nights prior, while Red had been slowly plugging away at her in missionary position in the dark, he confided in her that he had a fantasy of her fucking Shawn, his roommate. Meghan had laughed at first, but saw that he was serious.

Meghan had never really thought about Shawn in that way, he was just Red‘s friend from school. Now that she did think about it, she supposed Shawn was more conventionally attractive than Red. He was tall with piercing blue eyes, soft blonde hair. His tanned swimmer’s body slender and muscular. Red by comparison was pale, skinny and below average in height. She had seen Shawn walking from the bathroom to his room after taking a shower sometimes, shirtless in his towel. She could picture his toned torso now, looming over her. That night, Meghan played into Red‘s fantasy all too willingly.

Now, as Meghan fingered herself on the bed that she and Red shared, she watched as her phone screen lit up. The contact was listed as “Shawn, roommate.”

She opened the message and gasped as she was greeted with a picture of a big, erect penis. “Hi babe, ready when you are.” a caption read below it. A follow up message contained another picture, full body of Shawn with his shorts around his ankles and his rock hard cock in his hand.

Meghan went through a rollercoaster of emotions. She opened the text message chain and realized in horror that she had been texting “Shawn”, not “Shaun.” At the same time, she felt incredible guilt and shame and.. something else…

Meghan had been slowly fingering her pussy this whole time and just realized she was suddenly dripping wet. Panting heavily, Meghan slipped a second finger into her tight wet slit and continued finger fucking herself while looking at her phone screen, admiring Shawn‘s thick, veiny dick.

Another text came through from Shawn: “Come to my room.”

Meghan smiled wistfully while fingering her sopping wet pussy, wishing that she could. It was just a fantasy after all. Also, she could never cheat on Red, he would be devastated. She had not meant to text Shawn…

“OMG I am so so sorry that was not meant for you!!” She quickly texted back to Shawn.