Adventures In Virginia: Pt. IV

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I was back at J’s house a couple of days later. After fucking J to sleep, I lay sleepless in the bed beside her. Once I was sure J was sound asleep, mainly because of her girly snores, I got up, put my pants on, and decided to wander a little. A quick glance at J’s clock on the nightstand told me that it was 2:00 am. The rest of the house seemed quiet, and I wondered if it was too late to run into J’s roommate again. She was probably busy since her boyfriend had spent the night also. Even if I did see her, I doubted that I’d be as lucky this time as I was the last time I ran into her. I used the bathroom across the hall, then went into the kitchen and looked in the refrigerator for something to drink. I was happy to see that someone had a few Red Bulls and shot bottles of vodka. I grabbed a couple of each and set them on the counter, not far from where I had fucked J’s roommate days earlier. I checked my pockets, making sure I had my cigarettes and lighter, then I checked my cigarette pack, hoping the joint I had was still in there. It was. I picked up the Red Bull and vodka and headed for the back porch.It was peaceful outside, and a little on the chilly side. I didn’t stay any longer than it took for me to smoke half of my joint and a cigarette while slowly sipping on the Red Bull and vodka. I went back inside, threw the trash away, and stood in the kitchen for a moment. Partly because I didn’t know what to do next, and partly because I was high and paranoid that I’d make a lot of noise and wake someone up.After an embarrassingly long moment, which I was glad no one witnessed, I decided to head to the living room. I didn’t think anyone would notice or care if I watched a little TV, as long as it was quiet. I made myself comfortable in the middle of the couch, right in front of the TV, grabbing the remote from the coffee table before putting my feet up. It wasn’t long before I was melting into the couch, barely moving as I flicked through the channels. I was surprised to see that they had subscriptions to several adult channels and decided to pick one. I stopped on a hard-core movie with two cheerleaders, one blonde and one redhead, getting fucked in a locker room. As high as I was, my cock started to get hard almost immediately – weed has that effect on me – and the blonde, in particular, had a sexy pussy, which only made me harder.As I sat there watching the action on the screen, my cock growing hard and starting to throb, I wondered if J would care if I woke her up, or if I should just find some tissues and jerk off while I watched the movie. I decided to watch the movie a little longer; I was too comfortable to move anyway. I unbuttoned my pants and reached my hand down to adjust my hard cock before gently rubbing it. After a few seconds, I gave in and used my free hand to unzip my pants, freeing my throbbing cock. I thought, why not enjoy the best of both worlds? I’d lightly stroke my cock until I couldn’t take it any longer, then I’d go take my frustration out on J. Just as I was really starting to get into it, I was startled by a voice, “What the fuck do you think you’re doing?”I looked up at the doorway. All I could see was the silhouette of a woman leaning on the door jamb. I couldn’t make out much, but it was apparent that her arms were folded across her chest. I knew right away that it was J’s roommate. “Waiting for you,” I replied, second-guessing my choice of words before they were even out. Even if I was too high to tell the difference and it was J standing there, that was probably still the best answer.She didn’t say anything before turning şişli escort and walking away, but as she slowly spun, I could clearly make out a figure that was not J’s. I wasn’t sure what I should do but decided I had nothing to lose by following her to see where she was going. I quickly zipped up and buttoned my pants before jumping up and going to the doorway. I looked down the hall and saw J’s roommate standing in the doorway of the bathroom across from J’s room. When she saw that I had seen her, she disappeared into the bathroom. I casually walked down the hall, taking my time, not wanting to seem desperate, but mainly I was still paranoid I’d make too much noise and possibly wake J. The last thing I wanted was for her to find out I was fucking her roommate too, that might be the end of me fucking both of them.I opened the bathroom door and walked in, quietly closing the door behind me. “What the hell!” she exclaimed in a loud whisper, “Don’t you knock?”I turned around and saw her sitting on the toilet, knees together, with her skimpy, lacy panties around her ankles. She was wearing a t-shirt, similar to the one she had been wearing during our last encounter. The only thing different was that now she was wearing pink and white striped socks pulled up just below her knees. I couldn’t help but wonder if I’d get to keep these panties too. “I thought you wanted me to follow you,” I told her, suddenly unsure of myself because of the weed and alcohol. Had I misjudged her cues, or was she just being a bitch?“Follow me? Why? Did you think I wanted you to watch me piss?” she asked in a bitchy tone.“Maybe. I don’t know what you’re into, but I do know if you quit acting like a bitch you can cum on my big dick again,” I told her, as I unbuttoned and unzipped my pants, letting them fall to the floor, and causing my still hard cock to spring free.She didn’t say anything right away. Instead, she got some toilet paper and spread her legs to wipe her twat. “Let’s get something straight,” she said, looking between her legs, “I’m not acting like a bitch. I am a bitch. And your dick isn’t as big as your slut makes it out to be…” She paused to flush and stood up, stepping out of her panties and walking toward me. “…and furthermore, whether I’m acting like a bitch, or if I am a bitch, has nothing to do with whether you fuck me or not. If I want you to fuck me, you will fuck me. I’m way too hot and out of your league for you to say no. You’re lucky I want to slum it with you anyway since I know you’re fucking that dirty slut across the hell.”She was standing right in front of me now. I was completely naked and, except for her socks, she was naked from the waist down, even though her shirt was long enough to hide her pussy, just barely. She looked up at me, judging my reaction to what she had just said, but I gave her no indication as to what I was thinking. I put a hand between her legs, cupping her pussy, and rubbing my middle fingers between her lips. The bitch was already wet. She wanted this as much as I did. Her pussy had betrayed her; this was just an act. “You know you’re going to pay for that slumming it comment, right?” I asked her.“I hope so, but we’ll see,” she replied with a smirk. “I know you’re going to have to do better than last time.”I grabbed her hips and she jumped up, putting her hands behind my neck and wrapping her legs around my waist. I had to quickly move my hands under her ass to prevent her from falling. My cock was jumping around wildly, smacking her between her legs and hitting her pussy. A few times, my cock hit right in the center mecidiyeköy escort of her pussy lips, and I could feel her wet heat on the top of my rock-hard fuckstick. I turned and rested her on the edge of the sink, moving my hands back around to her hips. She loosened her grip around my neck and waist, allowing me to move her hips back. We both looked down, she had the sexiest pussy I’d seen in a long time. It was bright pink, almost red in her current state of lust, and her lips were protruding from the fatty folds of her outer labia. She had a very slight gap, and I wondered if it was natural or from the fucking her boyfriend had given her earlier.I must have stared a little too long, “Are you going to fuck me or what?” she asked impatiently, reaching between us and grabbing my cock so she could position it at the entrance of her waiting fuck-hole.I gripped her hips tighter and held her steady as I slowly pushed my cock into her pussy. She was a lot wetter than she had been the last time I fucked her. Her pussy still felt terrific. Somehow, she was the perfect combination of tight and loose. After hours of fucking J’s super tight snatch, this was precisely what I needed. It seemed my big, throbbing cock was exactly what she needed too. I entered her slowly and when I’d gotten about three-quarters of my dick into her, she made a noise, a gasping moaning noise that almost every woman I’d ever fucked had made. More often than not, it meant that I had hit some magical spot that few if any other men had ever been deep enough to hit, and I knew she would want more. Her moaning continued, quietly, until I was fully buried in her snug vaginal canal. “Oh, my, god. You feel so fucking good,” she whispered through her passion, leaning her head back.I stayed still, only moving a hand up her body, over her shirt to her exposed neck. I gripped her throat tightly, choking her just enough to get her attention. She lifted her head and looked at me, there was a wicked, sultry grin on her lips. “Don’t go soft on me now,” I told her.The smile all but disappeared on her face. “Huh?”“I heard that noise you made. I know what that means. I like fucking you because you’re a bitch. If I want casual sex with a woman lost in emotion every time she cums I’ll go across the hall. That slut has a tighter pussy anyway,” I told her, tightening my grip on her neck.What had been left of her smile vanished as I spoke, replaced by a slight snarl. “Fuck you!” she snarled, “You may have a nice dick, but you damn sure don’t spark any emotions in me, and you didn’t make me cum that quick either.”I was happy she replied with her usual bitchy attitude. “I thought you always get off easy?” I asked, smiling as I used her own words against her.No sooner were the words out of my mouth than she spat in my face. “Shut up and fuck me,” she said, accentuating “fuck”.“There’s my bitch,” I said, tightening my grip on her neck and slowly pulling out of her.“I’m not your bitch,” she said, barely able to speak due to my grasp on her neck. “Stop this slow shit and fuck me. If you want to make love, carry your ass across the hall.”I pulled my cock out of her until just the head was between her pussy lips. We both looked down between us again, our version of foreplay was over now, and we both knew I was going to do my best to punish her sexy pussy. I had to readjust my grip on her throat after she moved her head when I did, she took a quick, deep breath, letting me know she was ok with being choked. After I had a firm grasp on her neck, I moved my other hand back from her hip a little to steady her, and without any warning, I slammed into her. I started fucking her hard and deep, going as fast as I could with the angle we were in. The only good thing about the angle was that my entire shaft drug along her clit with every thrust, I could feel it rubbing my shaft like a little pebble. Every time I slammed into her, she grunted a little, and I would tighten my grip on her neck.She didn’t last long before trying to inform me of her imminent orgasm. She had to tap my shoulder because my grip had gotten so tight she couldn’t speak. As soon as I loosened my grip on her throat, she gasped, then whispered between ragged breaths, getting louder and louder as I continued slamming my cock into her. “Oh, god… I’m… gonna… cum… oh, yes, fuck me… I’m gonna cum… I’m gonna cum… don’t stop… yeah… right there…ohhh… fuck me… I’m cumming!”She threw her head back, nearly screaming as she announced her orgasm. I grabbed her neck and choked her tight enough that she couldn’t talk. When I grabbed her, she squirted, it threw me off a little. “Shut the fuck up, bitch,” I told her, “you want to let the whole damn house know we’re fucking?”“I’m sorry,” she managed to get out, “you’re right, I’m sorry.”I let go of her throat, and she lifted her head to look at me. I had stopped fucking her when she nearly screamed. My cock was still buried inside her, and her pussy was pulsating madly around it. “If I keep fucking you, are you going to be alright?” I asked her.“Yeah, I’m good, I think. Please, fuck me. I want to feel you cum in me again,” she said, her breath still ragged. “Maybe don’t choke met his time. Just do whatever you need to do to me to make yourself cum in me.”“Did you squirt?” I asked her.“Yeah, I think so,” she replied, “now, shut up and fuck my pussy, I want to feel you cum.”I started fucking her again, slower this time. As if on cue, we both looked between us again, this time resting our heads on each other’s shoulders. I’d fucked a lot of women, and by far, I like the way her pussy looked getting fucked by my veiny, throbbing cock more than any other. The way her lips wrapped around my shaft as I entered her, and parted as I pulled out was simply beautiful. I felt my own orgasm start to build after a few moments of watching her cunt take my cock. She must have sensed it too somehow, because at the perfect moment she ran her tongue just under my earlobe, taking it into her mouth and nibbling it gently, then whispering, “Please empty these great, big balls deep inside me. Fill me up, baby.” And she carefully put her hand under my ball sack, cupping it softly.I slowly pushed into her one last time, grinding against her labia to ensure I was as deep as I could go. She was gingerly massaging my ball and started to whisper, “Please, flood my pussy…”Before she could finish, I put a hand on her chin and pushed her head back, keeping a loose grip just under her jaw. Our eyes locked, and we stared at each other for a brief moment before we both leaned in, as if reading each other’s minds, for a kiss. At precisely the same moment our lips touched, I started cumming. We still seemed to be sharing one thought as we both put our hands on each other’s cheeks, kissing passionately as our tongues sensually teased the other’s, both lost in the moment. My orgasm seemed to last forever as I flooded her deep vaginal cavern with my sperm. I lost count of how many shots I pumped into her. We continued kissing as my cock throbbed inside of her, long after my orgasm had subsided. Her pussy pulsated around my cock, squeezing it harder than she had before. Had she cum with me? As I was coming down from my orgasmic high, she pushed my head away from hers. “Ok, thank you. You can pull your limp dick out of me now. We’re done here,” she said in her usual bitchy tone.

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