on a masturbating roommate who was watching VR porn : Real orgasm

Oh my god, if only she knew her roommate was watching her every move through his VR headset. As she lay there on her bed, the vision of innocent sensuality, completely oblivious to the eye in the sky, well, on her ceiling.

He adjusted the angle, zooming in on her ample cleavage as it heaved up and down with each panting breath. Her skin glistened with a light sheen of sweat and honey, the smell of her arousal reaching his nostrils even through the VR gear. He could tell she was in that place between sleep and wakefulness, where logic and reason escape through the cracks in one’s consciousness.

“Good girl, touch yourself for me,” he whispered, though he knew she couldn’t hear him. “Show me how much you want it.”

Her hand moved as if possessed, sliding down her taut stomach to cup her sex possessively. She exhaled an “Mmmm” as her fingers found her wetness, moisture easily gliding between her legs even beneath the thin slip of her underwear. He held his breath in anticipation, watching with bated excitement.

Then, as if in slow motion, her hand slid beneath the elastic, and a finger into her slick heat. Another followed, easy as pie, as she spread her legs further apart, an offering laid bare for his approving eyes.

“That’s it, baby. So fucking perfect,” he heard himself croon out loud, voce gravelly with lust. He shifted, adjusting himself in the strain of his pants, determined not to pull out and relieve the pressure. Not yet. He could do this. He’d hold this perfect moment close and savor every sexy second..

She moved her fingers faster, in and out, fucking herself, writhing and undulating against the bed, her hips thrusting up off the mattress. The filthy wet sounds reached his ears, filtered through the VR equipment, and almost made him nut.

Soon, both hands were at her apex, one firm on her breast, tugging and rolling the nipple between strong fingers, the other parting her dripping folds to plunge in deeper, rubbing her g-spot. Her back arched off the bed, head thrown back in ecstasy, sweat misting her brow, hips bucking wildly, shameless and free.

He swore his cock would escape from his underwear, sullying the sheets below unless he got it out and got any kind of release. Onecommand. But not yet. Wait for her peak. Watch her coming undone.

And there it was. Legs quaking, toes curling, breath coming in little yelps and moans, she came on her fingers, her whole body shaking with the force of it. He almost came in his pants, watching her go, so hot it almost hurt. And then she went limp and rolled to her side, curling up like a content little kitten.

His heart thumped wildly, chest heaving. He flung off the VR goggles and flew out of bed, fumbling between sheets to grab his heavy cock, so hard and engorged it was almost purple. Waiting until the last possibly second, he pulled his shaft hard and fast, stroking from root to tip, once, twice, and God, yes, third time was the charm. He spewed like a geyser, coming so hard he actually felt light headed.

Gasping, he collapsed back on the bed, pearly fluid coating his hand and chest, still shuddering with aftershocks. Big, huge smile on his face, he thought, “Holy shit. That’s one for the books. Jackpot!” In a moment that felt like a dream, he stole into her room and rolled his VR goggles in the very center of her mussed up bed. His parting gift.

Or at least that’s what he told himself as fell back asleep, dreaming erotic, erotic dreams of them together naked, making sweet passionate love all night long.