The Night My Roommate Watched Me Get Fucked
My roommate was "asleep" on the top bunk — I could hear her breathing change when my boyfriend climbed in. I didn't lower my voice. I wanted her awake, wanted her to hear the college freak she lived with get used. "Fuck me where she can hear," I told him, and spread my legs so the springs creaked. He slid in and I moaned loud on purpose, arching so the bunk frame rattled. "Your roomie's awake," he laughed, and I grinned — "good, let her listen to a real cock."
I could feel her peeking through the railing. So I put on the show — rode him slow so she'd see my tits bounce, then flipped to my knees and backed onto him so she had the full view of my pussy taking it. "You like watching, roomie?" I panted, not looking up. Her silence was the answer. My boyfriend smacked my ass and called me the freak I am, and I came with her eyes on my face.
Wanna be the one watching me lose control?
Middle — How Far The Freak Goes
After he left I climbed up to her bunk, still dripping, and whispered "see what you're missing?" She didn't push me away. I slid my hand under her blanket, found her wet, and made her cum while I described exactly how full he'd been. The freak in me doesn't stop at one cock or one roommate — I've fucked on the library roof, in a professor's empty office, against the gym shower wall. College is a playground and I'm the kid who never says no. My pussy's always horny, always looking for the next thing to try.
I'm so horny right now just thinking about a new set of eyes on me — wish it was you watching, or joining.
End — Why I'm The Freak
The "good girls" are boring. I do this job because I have too much filth and not enough ears, and I'll tell you every nasty thing I've done if you call. If you liked this, Karma's story is right here and the full blog is here.
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