My Roommate’s Cock – A Chance Encounter

 I Never Expected to See My Roommate’s Cock!

Obviously, I hadn’t meant to be in his room for long. Just a quick grab-and-go. I needed my phone charger, and I had let him borrow mine earlier in the day when his broke. The door to his room was open. It was warm, lit golden by the late evening sun peaking in through the blinds. The scent of him lingered. Something woodsy that made my stomach flutter. Even then, my roommate’s cock was the last thing I was expecting to find. I found the charger tangled in a mess of cords by his desk. I was bent down trying to untangle it when I heard footsteps enter the room.  Fresh from the shower. Hair damp. Skin glistening. A towel slung low on his hips, clinging just a little too loosely for my sanity. He didn’t see me at first. Humming under his breath. Completely unaware he had company.

I should’ve said something. Made him aware of my presence in his room. Instead, I stared. He dropped his towel to the floor, and my breath caught. I’d never actually seen him naked, but there it was, my roommate’s cock. My eyes dropped down to the length between his legs. Larger than any I had seen before, and he wasn’t even hard… yet. Instead of grabbing clothes, his hand moved around to grab his massive cock. A groan slipped from his lips as he stroked himself. Within moments his dick was rock hard and several inches bigger. If there was any question he was the biggest cock I’d ever seen he’d just blown it out of the water.

My Roommate’s Cock Stood Bare Before Me!

I bit my lip as I sat transfixed, hidden in the corner of his room. Soon my panties grew damp the longer I watched my roommate’s cock. Then a name slipped out of his mouth in a whisper, my name. I gasped, and he froze. Slowly, he turned toward me, and our eyes locked. We stared at each other, waiting to see how the other reacted. Something shifted in the air between us. He didn’t smile. He didn’t laugh. My breath hitched, and I felt the heat surge beneath my skin like a tidal wave. His eyes held mine, bold and steady, as if daring me to look away. I didn’t. I couldn’t.

“I’ve thought about you in this room,” he said, his voice a low growl. “Just like this. Sitting here. Watching me.” He moved toward me. Controlled. Steady. Bare. My pulse raced. Wordlessly, he pulled me to my feet. “Tell me to stop.”

I swallowed, lips parted. “I don’t want you to.”

That was all it took. His mouth was on mine before I fully registered what was happening. Soft at first, then hungrier, hotter, his hands sliding around my waist and pulling me flush against him. I gasped at the contact, at the feel of my roommate’s cock, hard, warm, already pulsing with need. His hands were everywhere, stroking my back, gripping my hips, slipping beneath the waistband of my shorts with a low groan when he realized I wasn’t wearing anything underneath. In one motion, he lifted me, and I wrapped my legs around his waist. He carried me across the room, lips never leaving mine, until my back hit the mattress.

He Felt Impossibly Hot Against my Skin!

My roommate’s cock was hard and throbbing against my stomach. Then he stripped me bare with a fevered kind of focus, eyes devouring every inch of skin he revealed. His mouth found my breasts, trailing kisses and heat across my chest as his fingers teased lower. Then he pushed inside with one hand, finding my wetness, my ache. Every stroke of his fingers sent sparks through my body. The rhythm built gradually, and soon his hips were pressing deeper with every thrust, every grind. At the same time, fingers dug into his back. My mouth against his shoulder. I felt everything. The overwhelming fullness of him inside me. My orgasm hit fast and hard, stealing my breath. I shook around him, holding him tighter, riding every wave. He came seconds later with a shudder, burying his face against my neck as his body finally stilled.

His breath was hot against my neck, while the weight of him was heavy and grounding as our bodies slowly came down from the high. Sweat slicked our skin, our chests rising and falling in tandem. My body was still buzzing. Every nerve is alive, overstimulated, and aching in the best way. We lay tangled in the sheets, the scent of sex thick in the air. My roommate’s cock, still thick and glistening with our release, twitched softly against my leg. My eyes dropped to it again, shameless now. When I reached down, fingers grazing along the length of him, he hissed softly through his teeth. Still sensitive.  A slow, cocky smirk tugged at my lips. I moved over him, straddling his hips. “Round Two?”

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