Scrolling Social Media

The wet spot on my shirt clung to me as I walked to my car. My body was tingling and I still couldn’t believe what just happened. I was so embarrassed. The thought of Lily finishing me off like that, with such indifference, was exhilarating. I wanted to stay, but I could smell the cum on my shirt, a shiny spot on the fabric that drew my attention every time I moved. I shook my head, trying to pull myself out of the haze of lust. I needed to head home, clean up, and regain some semblance of control.

When I got home, I stripped off my dirty clothes, throwing them into the washing machine. I took a long, hot shower, scrubbing the shame from my body. I couldn't shake the feelings of humiliation, but I couldn't deny the delicious rush of pleasure she had given me either.

I stepped out of the shower and dried off, wrapping a towel around my waist. I wandered into the bedroom, throwing myself onto the bed. I reached for my phone and began scrolling aimlessly through social media. I found myself looking at Jake's Instagram posts, studying each photo as if it held some secrets I needed to unlock. I found a picture of Jake and Lily together, at some party a few weeks back. Lily looked so good in her tight black dress. She looked so small next to Jake, his large frame accentuating her tight little body. I couldn't help but stare at the picture, studying every detail.

I hadn't even realised that I was absent mindedly stroking my now-hard member. I felt that familiar hunger growing inside me. I imagined how Lily would look with Jake's cock deep inside her, her perfect body writhing in pleasure.

I shook my head, trying to push away the taboo thoughts. I went on Lily's profile. It felt weird jacking off to my girlfriends social media pictures, but it was better than looking at Jake. I started scrolling through her recent photos. But It just wasn't doing it for me.

I needed something more, something different. I returned to Jake's profile. Nobody would know...

What harm could a little peek do? I found myself screenshotting any pictures with them both in. They'd been working together for a while and they were good friends. I soon had several screenshots saved on my phone. I studied them, imagining Lily's body wrapped around Jake's, their moans echoing in my mind. I sank deeper into my desires. I silently stroked my cock, pumping it with increasing ****. My breaths came in short, shallow gasps as I lost myself in the images before me.

Fuck, it felt good. I moved my hand up and down, savouring the sensation for a moment, edging to those screenshots. I imagined Lily's petite frame, taking Jake's cock, which I imagined to be grotesquely large. Opening up her tight little hole. I stroked myself harder, my mind filled with illicit fantasies of Jake and Lily. I imagined them together, their bodies entwined, his thick shaft plunging deep into her wetness. I could hear their moans echoing in my mind, hers high and keening, his low and guttural.

My body tensed up, and my breath hitched as I felt myself approaching the brink. I could feel my release building up, the tension in my balls becoming unbearable. I gave in, giving my cock a few final strokes as I came, shooting streams of cum all over myself. It felt like an eternity had passed before I finally caught my breath.

I lay there, my chest heaving as I struggled to regain my composure. My mind raced, feeling overwhelming guilt about what had just transpired. I couldn't believe I had just gotten off to photos of Lily and Jake together.

And yet, as I lay there with my own cum on my chest and stomach, I couldn't deny the rush of pleasure it had brought me. I felt like a pervert, a sick and twisted individual, but I couldn't help the way my body had reacted.

My phone screen still glowed with the images of them together.