Spying On My Roommate

I’d like that. I love the sexy way it makes me feel and I really love the heated way this man stares at me whenever I’m wearing it.

Minutes later, we’re both crying out in ecstasy as I cum all over Emmett’s magical dick. He grips a fistful of my hair, plants his cock in with one hard thrust, and grunts savagely as he releases another hot load deep inside me.

I’m still cumming when I feel the heat flowing inside my tunnel, filling me up as he grips my ass harder. I love being filled with his seed. There’s no better feeling.

I drop my head and squeeze my eyes closed, focusing only on the sensation of his cock and his hot cum surging out.

Best. Roommate. Ever.

Once we’ve caught our breaths after lying on the floor for a few minutes, he gets back up and retakes his position on the chair.

“Look up,” I remind him with a grin as I grab my charcoal pencil.

He shakes his head, actual pain in his eyes. “It’s hard,” he complains. “You’re a fucking knockout.”

“That may be the case,” I say with a laugh, “but you still have to look at the damn ceiling!”

He’s cursing and not happy about it, but his dark sexy eyes eventually move up.

I start tracing the black lines of his muscular thighs and get all breathless and lightheaded when I begin to work on the pièce de résistance—Emmett’s thick massive beautiful cock.

It’s still semi-hard and shining with my wetness.

What a tough job I have. Someone’s gotta do it.

I swallow as I begin to drag my pencil down in a long line, trying to get his shaft just right but knowing I’ll never be able to fully catch its beauty and appeal. That must be experienced in person, but sorry ladies, that’s for me only.

He’s all mine.

And I’m not sharing.

“Are they always having sex on this show?” Emmett asks as Daenerys and Khal Drogo on Game of Thrones start going at it.

“Only in the good episodes,” I answer with a grin.

He chuckles in my ear as his wet arms tighten around me.

It’s Sunday night and we’re in the bath, watching Game of Thrones reruns. It was always a Sunday night tradition to watch the show with Anna. When the series finished, we kept the tradition alive, just restarting it over and over until we knew almost every word.

I thought it would crush me to lose that with Anna, but I don’t know… being here with Emmett, watching it in a hot bath rather than on the couch… it’s not so bad.

This was always my favorite scene. Watching Jason Momoa as Khal Drogo taking Daenerys’ virginity never failed to get me going, but now it’s not as powerful.

I have my own Aquaman in the bath with me and he’s all I need.

Emmett slides his hands up my sides and he cups my big breasts as he groans behind me. The shark is back in the water, long and hard between my shoulder blades. I grind my hips, sliding my back over his dick teasingly as he plays with my soapy tits.

“Turn around,” he commands in my ear.

The water swishes all around us as I turn and look into his dark sensual eyes. My lips part as his strong hands slide down my breasts and over my tingling nipples, taking all the bubbles away.

“Squeeze these big tits together,” he says in a forceful voice as he wraps his hand around his cock and brings it out of the water.

My lips part as I watch it emerge from the bubbles like a sea monster.

I do as he says, squeezing my wet soapy breasts together as he slides his cock between them with a heavy groan. He feels so hard between my soft flesh and my nipples tighten in response.

“I’ve been wanting to do this since I first saw you,” he says as he hoists himself up on the edge of the bath, those big sexy triceps flexed to the max as he holds himself up. “Your tits were made for fucking.”

I suck in a breath and moan as he begins to thrust his hips up and down, sliding that big masculine dick between my breasts. My heart pounds at feeling his cock so close to it.

The look on his face as he watches my chest is enough to get me off. I rest my throbbing pussy onto my heel and grind on it as he slides through my wet slick tits like he can’t wait to cum all over them.

I mash them together as he titty fucks me and pushes me to yet another sexual level. I was always confused about this position, wondering what the woman got out of it, but now I know that it’s just as good for the woman as it is for the man. Especially if your man watches you like Emmett is watching me… god, he's so fucking hot.