Ada narrates how she broke into his room, going through his things and imagining things, it gets worse as he caught her pants down in his room.
My room is private and mainly masculine.
The bed is unmade, but not messy. You sit on the edge and study the bed sheets. The pillows are big and soft, one slightly on top of the other.
You run your hands over the cool sheets, imagining my dark naked body stretched across them. Knowing that my naked skin has touched these sheets arouses you.
You smell a hint of my scent all over the sheets and pillows, an intoxicating mixture of Bleu De Chanel and something more natural.
My room is neat but not zealously orderly. The wardrobe door is ajar. There are shoes in a line on the floor inside the closet. Lots of different types of shoes: many dress shoes, a couple of pair of work shoes, causal slippers, and about six different Nike sneakers.
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My wardrobe has five drawers. The third is slightly open. You open it to find my T-shirts. You slide your hand around and under the cotton shirt finding nothing significant, and you then close it back to the position you found it in.
You open the top drawer and find my boxers nicely folded in rows. You ogle at my collection of boxers and boxer-briefs and you imagine me wearing the red Calvin Klein boxer for you. You touch the soft material and wonder just how I would fill it. You move your hands around my underwear drawer hoping to find something naughty like the things a guy would find in your lingerie drawer if he ever looked or cared. You find nothing.
You wander into the master bathroom and spot a similar pair of boxers inside a basket. These are worn, dirty boxer-briefs, black with charcoal trim. You smell them; my scent is still there, as if the boxers have only recently been removed.
You take them with you back in the bedroom and you sit on my bed and smell them again. My scent is arousing and you feel your nipples getting hard in your bra. You slowly move my boxers down from your face to your neck, over your breast and into your thighs. You imagine what it would be like to slowly remove my underwear from my sexy body. You bite your bottom lip and shiver.
You notice a black wooden box under my TV stand and walk over to investigate. You open the box to find my porn collection on DVD. A mischievous smile comes across your face and you sort through the different types of porn until you discover ebony on Asians DVD’s. Your pussy pulses knowing I am attracted to these sorts of things like yourself.
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You put in the naughty video and sit down on the edge of my bed. Your light blue lace pantie is getting damp and your pussy moist with desire. You watch the Asian girl in the video scream out in ecstasy while her handsome black man eats out her pussy. You try to place the last time a guy went down on you and you can’t remember. It’s been too long.
You lift your skirt up and move your panties aside. You are wet and sticky.
You watch. She is on her knees and takes his hard black dick in her mouth. She makes his dick wet and smooth, licking him from his balls to the tip of his dick. He is huge, but she takes all of him down her throat.
You reach between your open thighs. Your fingers tease your clit. You can’t take the teasing any more. Two of your fingers enter at the same time as his thick hard dick drives into her wet pussy. You fuck yourself in unison with his rhythm, hard, wild, and desperate for pleasure.
Your nipple hardens, you reach for one, under your top and pinch it softly, then much harder. Sounds of hard-core fucking and masturbation fill every corner of my room.
You see yourself like never before in the mirror on the other side of my room. Your face, intense with lust, your fingers diving into your swollen, pink pussy. You turn back to the images on the screen. You are unable to stop your mind from replacing the two on the screen with me and yourself. You see me in your mind’s eye, my fingers caressing your breasts and hard nipples the same way the guy is doing, fist full of long black hair pulled from behind as I thrusts into hungry pink pussy. You see me teasing you, whispering in your ear to cum for me, all over my big dick.
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Your undies is in the way now, holding back the deep pleasure you need to release. You yank it off and throw it to the floor.
You shouldn’t be doing this. You’re risking so much but the danger makes it electrifying. You’re compelled to continue pleasuring myself. You’re almost to the point of orgasm.
You hear my key jingle in the front door. You shouldn’t be in my bedroom. You were told to wait in the sitting room until I got here. You continue. Knowing you should stop, you can’t, even at the risk of getting caught in my room.
Getting caught would not be a good thing. You are my friend and co-worker. I trust you. To find you in violation of that trust, invading my private space would end our friendship and put a strain on our working relationship.
You hear me moving around in the kitchen, putting away provisions. You work faster.
“Ada, are you still here?”
You work even harder, eager to cum before I find you.
You hear my footsteps just down the hall. You scramble to get yourself together and sprint to the door only to run into me.
“Ada, what are you doing in here?”
“I was trying to find a pen. I was going to leave you a note.”
I steps into my room and look over you. “Looks like you were doing more than that.” I point to your panties, its colour glowing.
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You are embarrassed, covering your face with your hand, you run and pick up your sticky wet panties and make my way out the door.
“Aren’t you going to stay and finish?”
You stay frozen in the doorway. “What?”
“I would love to watch you finish.”
You hear the moaning sounds of porn coming from the TV. You feel the heat of passion overcome your body. Without saying a word, you turn around and slowly strip off all of your clothes and lie down on my bed.
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