STRAIGHT ROOMMATE’S DRIPPING CUNT 2

2.

PREYE

Dad left years ago after the separation, so it’s just me and Mom back home. She’s been grinding through everything alone, and I’ve gotten damn good at hiding my secrets. I’m straight as fuck. Men do it for me hard,thick heavy cocks stretching my pussy wide open, gagging on dick until my eyes water and spit runs down my chin, that rough BDSM shit where a guy ties me up and treats my holes like his personal cum dump. Nothing beats sucking cock though. Feeling it throb and swell on my tongue, swallowing every thick rope when he’s earned it.

I’ve got a boyfriend who knows exactly how to wreck me. I’m already planning to sneak off campus every chance I get just to let him destroy my cunt for hours. No fucking around with boys from school though. Too close, too messy. But late at night I sometimes catch myself wondering what pussy actually tastes like. Never tried it. Never let myself cross that line. It stays a dirty little secret I rub my clit to when the mood hits.

The moment Lisa walked into the room earlier, I felt her eyes crawling all over me. She stared hard at my body while we unpacked, biting her lip like she wanted to devour every inch. It felt weird… but it sent a spark straight to my pussy. My skin tingled hot. I don’t know why the fuck it made me a little wet, but it did.

She’s fine as hell too. Those big tits, full lips, the way she moves with quiet confidence. Maybe she’s full lesbian. Or bi. I wondered.  I definitely caught her looking again when I started stripping. My perky tits spilled out, nipples already stiff from the AC. When I bent over for my towel, my round ass jiggled. She didn’t even pretend not to stare.

Now the hot shower water beats down on me, but my head is spinning. Moans slip through the bathroom door loud, filthy girl moans. “Ahhh fuck yes…” I'm imagining things. Lisa is out there watching p**n and finger-fucking herself. My pussy clenches hard. Heat rushes through me stronger than I expected, nipples tightening under the spray. Hearing her soft sexy moans did something to me that I don't understand.

I lean back against the slick tiles, one hand sliding down my wet stomach until my fingers reach my smooth cunt. I spread my lips open, finding my clit already swollen and slippery. “Mmm shit…” I whisper, rubbing slow tight circles. The moans from the room get louder and I match them, pushing one finger deep into my tight hole. My pussy makes nasty squelching sounds as I pump it in and out, my cream mixing with the shower water running down my thighs.

I grab my phone, prop it on the shelf, and hit record from shoulders down. No face showing;just my heaving tits, hard nipples, flat belly, and spread legs. This one’s going straight to my boyfriend later. Let him stroke his dick to it.

My free hand grabs one tit, squeezing hard, pinching the nipple rough while I moan low. “Baby… you miss this?” I say to the camera, voice thick and slutty. I twist my nipple harder, sending sharp sparks straight to my cunt. “Look how full they are for you, daddy.”

I slide two fingers back into my dripping pussy, thumb grinding my clit at the same time. The wet sounds are pure filth,loud, sloppy sounds as I finger-fuck myself faster. “Baby I can’t wait for you to ram that big cock inside me. I miss you… I miss how you stretch my tight pussy so deep.” My hips buck forward, water splashing everywhere. “Tell me you miss this cunt. Tell me how bad you wanna pound it raw.”

I hook one leg high on the shower bar, opening myself completely. My pink pussy lips spread wide, clit throbbing visibly. I shove both fingers deeper, pumping hard, curling them to hit that spot that makes my knees weak. “Fuck yes… use my holes.” My other hand keeps slapping and squeezing my tits, making them bounce heavy. The moans from Lisa’s laptop bleed through the door, mixing with my own ragged breathing. It pushes me harder. I imagine a thick cock stretching me… but Lisa’s hungry stare from earlier keeps flashing in my head too, messing with me.

I’m right on the edge. My cunt squeezes my fingers tight, more juices dripping down my leg. “Oh shit baby, I’m gonna cum…” I thrust faster, thumb rubbing my clit rough and fast. My whole body locks up.

The orgasm crashes through me. I squirt hard, clear fluid shooting out around my fingers and splattering the tiles. “Fuuuuck!” The moan rips out loud before I slap my hand over my mouth. My legs shake violently, pussy pulsing, more squirt leaking as I keep fingering through every wave.

I stay there for a long moment, leg still hooked up, fingers buried deep, chest heaving. The phone keeps recording everything;my flushed tits, the mess between my thighs, how hard I just came. Finally I pull my fingers out and suck them clean with a wet pop, tasting my own sweet cream. “M-mm,” I mutter, voice shaky.

I start washing for real, running the loofah over my sensitive skin, still riding the high. My mind won’t shut up. Lisa is out there moaning like a desperate whore to lesbian p**n. Did she cum yet? The thought makes my pussy flutter again even after squirting. I rinse off slowly, taking my time, wondering what the hell is happening on the other side of that door.

I turn the water off, dry myself fast, and wrap the towel tight around my chest so my tits are barely held in. Phone in hand, I step out.

The moans haven’t stopped. I freeze in the doorway.

Lisa is on her bed, legs spread wide open, shorts pushed to the side, fingers buried deep in her soaked pussy. Her eyes are glued to the laptop where two girls are tongue-fucking each other senseless. She’s moaning loud, “Omg yes… uh… stretch my pussy…” Her big tits are heaving, one hand squeezing a hard nipple. She hasn’t noticed me yet.

My heart hammers. The towel suddenly feels way too tight. My cunt is getting wet all over again.

I stand there dripping, staring as Lisa fingers herself like a starving slut, my own pussy throbbing from what I just did… and I don’t know if I should back away quietly or stay right here and keep watching.