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CaughtGrowing up in a strict household, I was the quintessential “good girl”. A bookish, straight A student, complete with nerdy glasses and no makeup, I cruised through school without so much as a date. It wasn’t until I was 18 that my body developed the womanly curves that I had craved for so many years.My best friend and closest confidant in those days was David. Our parents’ constant arguing had forged a deep bond between us. When I decided to go away for University, David decided to transfer and he came with me. We found a great two-bedroom apartment near the University and began living together. It was perfect. We felt like we had escaped from prison.In many ways, David, two years my senior, was my exact opposite. Whereas I was studious and withdrawn, he was free-spirited and popular. Just under 6 feet tall, with brown hair and blue eyes, David had an athletic physique that I could not help but notice and admire. Clearly David had started to notice the changes in me as well. The skinny girl with glasses and baggy clothes was gone, replaced with a woman with 34C’s and a flawless body honed by hours of swimming and volleyball. I repeatedly caught him stealing glances at me, especially when I emerged from my daily shower with nothing but a short towel covering my well-developed curves.Our living arrangement included sharing the chores. David was the primary cook. I was responsible for the majority of the cleaning and laundry. While we had always respected each others’ space and privacy, my cleaning duties required me to be in David’s room several times a week in order to gather dirty clothes, vacuum and tidy up. One day, while making David’s bed, I noticed the konak escort corner of a magazine poking out from between the mattress and box-spring. My curiosity overwhelming my usual good sense, I slowly removed the magazine, a dog-eared copy of Club International. I had never seen a porn magazine in my life and eagerly scanned ever page, savoring every picture and every filthy story.My soaking pussy needed relief. I stuffed the magazine under my T-Shirt and scurried guiltily to my bedroom and locked the door. All these years later, I can still recall my excitement in seeing the assortment of gorgeous woman and men posing in those pages in every conceivable sexual position. Losing all track of time, I rubbed my clit and fingered my virgin pussy all afternoon making myself cum over and over. By the time David came home, I still hadn’t returned the magazine to its hiding place. I didn’t know what to do and spent the rest of the night beside myself fearing that my indiscretion would be discovered. As an uneventful night passed, I was relieved to have not been caught. I stayed home the next morning, while David went to the University, so that I could return the magazine. As soon as David left I returned to his room and lifted up the mattress to return it. I started to slide the magazine under the mattress when I felt resistance. I lifted the mattress higher and exposed an unexpected trove of porn magazines. Several issues of Penthouse, Club, Hustler and Private were hidden under the bed. As I had done the previous day, I intently studied every page. Knowing David would not be home for hours, I stacked up five or six magazine, jumped into his bed, and konak escort bayan shed my damp panties as a prepared for a torrid masturbation session. Completely preoccupied reading a letter in Penthouse Forum while thrusting two slick fingers into my quivering pussy, I failed to hear the door as David returned home early, his class having been cancelled. “Robin, what the fuck are you doing?”, he yelled.I was completely mortified. Not only had I been caught invading David’s privacy, here I was, legs splayed, masturbating on his bed wearing only a flimsy white T-Shirt. Apologizing through heavy tears, I rushed by him and straight to my room. I showered, dressed and left the apartment as fast as humanly possible without saying another word to him. Thankful to be working late that night, I dreaded the thought of going home and invited a friend to go for a drink with me after work. Pleasantly numbed from having shared half a bottle of wine with my friend, I crept into the apartment after midnight, hoping I would not have to talk to David about what had occurred earlier.I scurried into my bedroom and stripped out of my clothes, admiring my body in the floor length mirror hanging on the back of my door. Seconds later, David knocked softly on the door. “Robin, can we talk?”. I slipped into bed and told him to come in. Sitting on the corner of me bed, David smiled, trying to cut the tension in the air. “Listen, I’m not mad at you. Actually, I’m embarrassed that I have those things in this apartment”. “I’m so sorry David, I was just cleaning up in your room and found them. I was just curious I guess”. He interrupted my apology, “Come here”, he said, escort konak holding out his arms inviting a conciliatory embrace. Holding the sheets up against my bare breasts, David and I hugged for what seemed like an eternity. I let go of the sheets so that I could properly return his embrace, and my firm tits were now pressing up against his chest. Blushing slightly at the sight of my breasts, David said goodnight and quickly returned to his room.Unable to sleep, and wanting to talk to David, I slipped into my panties and a loose-fitting blouse before crossing the hall to his room. The door was slightly ajar and the lights still on. As I approached, I could hear the unmistakable sounds of someone masturbating. I peered through the slight opening in the door to see David squeezing his engorged cock and staring at the very same magazine that I had used to spur on my orgasm earlier that day. Having lived with him for many years, I had seen him naked before, but never like this. His cock was not overly long, but it was as thick as a can of soda and topped with a smooth head that was almost glowing purple with passion.I was almost overcome with lust. I slowly opened the door and stood silently at the edge of David’s bed, my eyes locked on his massive penis. He looked up from his magazine, stared at me for a moment and returned to his ministrations. Slowly, I unbuttoned my white blouse and ran my hands down over my breasts before squeezing my nipples. Next, I turned my back to David and slowly bent over and removed my silky panties. I turned around and handed them to him. He put them to his face and deeply inhaled, before licking the wet gusset. He wrapped the panties around his cock and continued to slowly stroke up and down while watching me rub my clit. Not taking his eyes off my naked body, he groaned, launching a massive stream of cum that covered his chest and soaked my panties. I smiled and silently retreated to my room.

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