I need to confess.
I share a flat with a girl, let’s call her Lisa. She’s pretty, single and likes
to party hard – just like me. We get along great. But there’s a thing she
doesn’t know, a secret she must never ever discover.
It was a day like
any other, I came from the bathroom like every morning and discovered my phone
battery was low, but I couldn't find my charger.
So I went into
Lisa’s room to borrow hers. She had just left for university a few minutes ago
and her room was a mess. But I found the charging cable on the small table next
to her bed. I grabbed it and just wanted to go back to my room, when I saw that
black vibrator between Lisa’s not made-up bed sheets.
Although I knew it
was wrong and this was none of my business, I took it into my hands. It had
quite an impressive size and it had fresh white marks of pussy juice all over
it; Lisa’s juice. I don’t know why, but it turned me on. And I tried to resist,
I really did. But I just had to stick out my tongue and lick on it. Then it got
worse. I unwrapped my towel and got into Lisa’s bed, buck naked. I could still
feel the rest of her body warmth and smell her perfume.
The vibrator
started to hum monotonously when I switched it on. I spread my legs and slowly
let Lisa’s toy penetrate my wet pussy. It made me cum hard.
When I put it back where I found it, it still had marks of pussy juice on it.
But this time it was mine.
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