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I hadn't had any in a while, so I was hornier than usual. They started kissing each other. Then he asked to watch me kiss my roommate. I had never kissed a girl, but figured, hey I'm in college, and that's what college girls are supposed to do, right? So, I kissed her."
"How was it?"
"I have to admit, it was really hot! It wasn't like kissing a guy at all. She had really soft lips, and was really gentle and sweet."
"Was she hot?"
"Very. Long blonde hair, big boobs, nice body."
"Well, then her boyfriend started kissing me. I thought she would be mad at first, but she was really into it. We started taking each other's clothes off, and...well, you know."
"No, I don't! What happened next?"
"Ugh! You're like a horny teenaged boy! We were all naked. Kelly and I -- that was my roommate's name -- took turns going down on her boyfriend. God, I don't even remember his name. Then he took turns, you know, doing the two of us. We all had fun. The end."
"That is the hottest story I've ever heard!" he exclaimed. "I'm so fucking aroused right now!"
The smile on his face was infectious. She felt naughty just telling the story, and she could feel her damp panties clinging to her between her legs. She glanced down to his lap and her eyes widened.
"Yeah, I can tell," she said. As soon as the words came out of her mouth, she regretted them.
He took his eyes off the road to look at her, and then to his crotch. "You like what you see?" he asked.
"You really are a pig," she laughed.
"You wanna see it?"
"Don't be a pig."
"You do want to see it, don't you? I know you do."
She shifted uncomfortably in her seat. She had to admit, she was intrigued. The size of the tent in his pants was impressive. She felt ridiculous for wanting to see it. Before she could respond, he began taking the next exit off the highway. Her heart pounded in her chest as he followed the off-ramp to a commuter lot, pulled into the entrance, and parked in a remote area of the lot.
He turned to look at her. She stared straight ahead, afraid to turn her head. From the corner of her eye, she could see him fumble with his zipper. Then he sat, motionless. Ever so slowly she turned to look in his eyes. He was proudly grinning from ear to ear. She lowered her gaze.
He held it in his fist. It was long, curved, and unusually thick, with a great mushroom-shaped head that swelled when she looked at it. It was so engorged it was practically purple in color. A drop of pre-cum glistened at the tip. She was so transfixed, she nearly reached over to swipe it off and taste it. But she quickly came to her senses.
"Okay," she said, swiftly turning her head straightforward once more. "I saw it. Now put it away."
He gave a throaty laugh, zipped up his pants, and shifted into drive. Not another word was said until they reached her driveway. When she walked through the front door and greeted her husband, she felt a deep pang of guilt in her gut. Even though she hadn't actually done anything, she still felt as though she had done something immoral. That evening, she treated Matt to his favorite meal and volunteered to do the dishes while he watched television with Hayley.
That night, when they crawled beneath the blankets, Jessica kissed her husband with unusual passion. She rolled him onto his back and kissed his neck, then his chest, then his abdomen. She continued her journey until her lips found his cock. As she took it in her mouth she thought of Devin's massive cock. Could she fit it in her mouth if she even tried?
Matt softly moaned when her lips reached the base and her nose pressed into his pubic hair. Could she take Devin's cock so deep into her throat? She bobbed her head in a swift rhythm with the mental picture of Devin's meaty hand wrapped around his massive pole, inviting her to take it in her own hand and feel its girth.
She desperately needed him inside her.