Invasion of Privacy

It was the morning after your students union brunch that had eventually lead towards an impromptu pub crawl from bar to bar - neither you nor your girlfriend had gotten too drunk but that didn't mean neither of you were feeling the after affects. You were laying in bed slurping down some instant coffee in hopes to stop or at least help stemming the incessant pounding that was going on in your head, and your girlfriend was out on the small balcony of your apartment; on the phone to her parents most likely.

Her whole relationship with her family was a little strained as of late, and you couldn't help but feel that this had at least some small part to do with you. You had a feeling that her family tolerated you before; but after recent events of uprooting her from her enrollment at Softwood to travel all the way over to their sister campus just to suit your own failing grades - you felt perhaps you'd crossed a line with them. You could hear attempts at hushed yelling on the other side of the brick and mortar walls but just couldn't make sense of what was being said. Whatever the topic though; you could tell it wasn't just catching up.

Breaking you out of your thoughts, suddenly you heard a buzzing sound from the bedside table on your girlfriends half. Stacy had two phones whilst at University; one she used for friends and acquaintances and just general usage - and the other she sardonically referred to as her 'family phone'; the one she was using right now outside on the balcony.

Usually you would ignore the buzzing notification without a second thought, but this time you could feel curiosity getting the better of you. You looked to the glass paned door that lead out onto the balcony as if to look out for Stacy returning at any second, fancying your chances you placed your coffee down onto the end table and rolled over to reach the object of curiosity you needed sating from.

No password or code to get in, your girlfriend had never bothered to set it up which made you feel guilty for taking advantage of her trusting nature. Opening up the device you saw that she had only one new notification; which was a recent text message. Opening it up you realized the sender was Angelica; the strange whisky woman you had met in the student union bar the morning prior. Scrolling through it you read the contents.

'Sup ginge, it was nice meeting u and ur bf yesterday, actually I was wonderin if u both want to come to a party tonite? Just bring urselfs nothing else. It will be fun lol'

A party huh? Well, what was university life without going to a few parties you thought. Even with a fading hangover you couldn't help but feel tempted by the invite. Then another buzz, you realized Angelica had sent a follow up. Scrolling down you read once again.

'u deserve to let ur hair down for a change girlie, being locked down by someone isnt good for ur mental health u know? Meet me at this location, I will shoot u the details. Oh and if u just wanna cum without ur bf then lmk hun :)'

Reading this you frowned at the expression she used, cum instead of come; and just as you were about to mark the texts as unread you heard the dreaded sound of the balcony door swing open. Panicked you almost darted to throw her phone back to where it had been, but you'd already been caught red handed. Staring at you, seeing your startled expression her eyes then fell on the phone you were flicking through.

"Is that my phone?" Your girlfriend asked with more curiosity than anything else, maybe she wasn't going to be mad? You'd never done this before, you weren't so sure how she'd react. You briefly considered conjuring an elaborate excuse as to why you were sifting through her personal shit in hopes that you could escape her ire - but honestly you just couldn't find it in you to lie to her.

"Yeah, sorry I got curious when I heard a text notification come through." You admitted looking a tad sheepish, your girlfriend blinked for a moment before giggling at your guilty face.

"What were you curious about, huh?" She teased as she slid back into bed with you, crawling up your body with a mischievous grin and her hefty tits swaying from side to side. You felt like you weren't out of the woods yet, like this was all still part of some kind of a test - your brain was beginning to fray from being caught between horny and apologetic. Not knowing what to answer with; your girlfriend giggled again, this time prodding your ticklish side which had your hands involuntarily reach out to stop hers as she laughed in the play of it all.

"Huh? What were you hoping to find on my phone~" She teased again as your hands locked with hers above you - from this angle staring up at her through the valley of her tits to see her playful but undeniably more dominant look she was giving you; you couldn't help but feel things stirring beneath - which didn't help that she was now straddling you like a cowgirl.

"You're so cute when you're flustered you know? It just makes me want to kiss these rosy cheeks!" Pinning your hands to the sides of the bed, she lunged down and began littering dozens of tiny kisses in alternating patterns across both cheeks, making over emphasizing noises at every embrace. The experience was proving to be too stimulating to you as you involuntarily moaned whilst thrusting your hips upward into her which caused the kissing to stop immediately.

Looking down at you in surprise at first, your girlfriend quickly grinned wickedly as she realized all of this was turning you on. I guess she hadn't felt your raging boner all throughout?

"Oh babe, I'm flattered honestly but I just don't feel up for it right now. All that **** has me dehydrated, buuuut." She slid off of you and reached down to grab your straining package that had tented through your pajama bottoms, giving it an appreciative couples of squeezes. "If my kisses have you that riled up, I guess it's my duty as your girlfriend to relieve you~" She continued to squeeze you through the fabric as she lay hugged up on your side with her honestly ginormous tits squashed up against you.

Groaning pleasantly, your girlfriend took that as your non verbal consent to continue her administrations. Reaching into both waistbands she snaked her hand through your boxers to grab her prize. Your short cock jumped at the light touch that grazed you teasingly, happy to get any attention after her bombardment of kisses earlier.

"Oh wow, you're rock solid baby~" She kissed your cheek as her hands now began to massage up and down the shaft through the fabric of your clothes. Closing your eyes you moaned out appreciatively as her hands flicked back and forth steadily over your meat stick. The effort wasn't intense or mind blowing, but her loving coo's into your ear were starting to send you over the edge as they always would.

"Who was the text from by the way? I hope it wasn't Becky again, she's been really strange lately." Your girlfriend asked as a steady 'fapping' noise filled the room.

"N-No." You answer. "It was from Angelica, she wants us to go to a party tonight." You feel her grip around your shaft change when you mentioned her name.

"Oh cool!" Your girlfriend perks up at the mention of a party, ever the socialite. Was it just you or had she picked up the pace a little? You could feel the oncoming eruption turn it's alabaster head, and from the pulsing of your cock your girlfriend must have noticed it to.

"Cum for me baby~" She coo'd into your ear, no sooner had the words left her lips did you arch back into the bed as you lifted your thrust to match her hand - painting the insides of your underwear and her hand with your baby batter. Reeling from the orgasmic bliss that rocked your body, you turned to your side to look lovingly back at your girlfriend who seized the moment with a kiss. Not on your cheeks this time, but a firmly planted lip to lip kiss just as usual.

Breaking from the kiss she smiled devilishly as she retrieved her extended hand from the confines of your underwear and menacingly brought her gooey limb slowly towards your face. Realizing what she was doing you grimaced backwards in shock-horror before she burst out laughing.

"The look on your face!" She exclaimed, laughing all the way to the on-suit where you heard her rinsing off all of your load from between her digits. Looking down you realized that you also needed to get changed, at least this way you didn't have to wash any sheets though. Well, it seemed that your girlfriend was keen on the party tonight; you yourself were a little cautious since you'd likely be meeting a lot of new people and that wasn't exactly your strong suit. Still, you felt you owed this much to Stacy; she had moved campuses for you, uprooted her life for you, and in all likelihood was forgoing her family's good graces to remain with you - what was one party compared to that?

"Is it fancy dress up?" Your girlfriend asked from behind the bathroom door. "If it is we can wear our matching outfits!" She exclaimed giddily at the thought.

"I don't know, Angelica didn't say." You got up and began to strip from your stained clothes.

"Could you ask her for me? Your goop won't droop." She giggled to herself. A pang of guilt stabbed through you at her trusting nature; even though you had been caught invading her privacy she was still trusting of you to respond to the message you had sleuthed a peek at? Sighing you picked up her phone and angled it down whilst you were still nude. Writing out your question for Stacy, you accidentally hit the shutter button on the side of her phone and in a freak accident - hit send whilst a picture of your softened cock was attached to the message. Your heart dropping through your ankles, you rapidly searched for the 'undo' button but in yet another freak occurrence; the phone just so happened to lose battery at that precise moment.

"FUCK!"