Horny Slut Atlantis Deep Seduces Roommate Into Dirty Sex – HORNY HOSTEL

It was another sweltering summer night in Sydney and Atlantis, a sultry brunette college student, was feeling the heat. Nothing about this scorching weather agreed with the horny young Aussie, but one thing was for sure – she had to find a way to cool off. Little did her roommate know, they would be the perfect way to beat the heat.

discrete as a chameleon, Atlantis crept out of her room, down the dimly lit hallway towards her unsuspecting roommate’s door. Tip-toeing on the varnished floors, she reached for the knob and eased the door open with a soft click. Her prey lay there, oblivious, in the moonlit bedroom, sprawled on the bed in nothing but a thin t-shirt and boxers. Atlantis licked her lips, her heart beginning to pound.

Atlantis inched closer on dainty bare feet, her lithe body framed by a skimpy blue nighty that left little to the imagination. As she reached the bedside, her sultry presence began to stir the roommate from his slumber. He opened his eyes and blinked groggily as Atlantis loomed over him, a sly smirk playing on her glossed lips. “Well, hello there sleepyhead,” she purred, trailing a manicured fingernail down his chest.

The roommate’s eyes widened in surprise at the sight of Atlantis. In the darkness, he could barely make out her hourglass figure, but he could feel the heat radiating from her womanly curves. “What are you doing here, Atlantis?” he asked, trying to sound indignant, but failing miserably as his voice wavered.

Atlantis giggled, leaned down, and planted a wet, insistent kiss on his lips. She could feel his body stiffen and then relax as he surrendered to her touch. “What matters is what I’m about to do,” she purred, straddling him on the bed. Her silky nightie rode up her thighs as she ground her hips against him, feeling his manhood quickly swell beneath the fabric.

The roommate’s hands instinctively went to her hips, but he quickly pulled back, conflicted between decorum and desire. Atlantis took his hesitation as a green light, reaching down to stroke him through his boxers. “Feels like you’re more than willing,” she breathed, her breath hot on his flushed skin. “No need to pretend otherwise.”

Giving in to temptation, the roommate’s hands traveled from her hips to the small of her back, then up to cup her full breasts. Atlantis shuddered with delight, her nipples hardening under his touch. “Mmm, that’s it,” she cooed. “Touch me like you mean it.” She reached for the hem of her nightie and peeled it over her head, exposing her creamy breasts to his eager hands.

As she shimmied out of the flimsy garment, the roommate took in the sight of her nude body, silhouetted in the moonlight. “Good lord, Atlantis,” he muttered. “You’re beautiful.”

Atlantis beamed, savoring his favorable words and the heat of his gaze. She reached for his boxers, pulling them down with an assist from the roommate. As his rock hard member sprang free, ready and throbbing, Atlantis licked her lips hungrily. “I’m dying to taste you,” she whispered, sliding down his body.

Her breasts brushed against his stiff dick as she settled between his thighs, taking him in hand. Additional moisture gathered between her legs as she traced his tip with her tongue, then took him into her mouth. Her head bobbed as she worked him, acutely aware of the effect she had.

“Oh heavens, Atlantis!” The roommate writhed on the bed, his hands tangling in her hair to encourage her. Encouraged, Atlantis took him deeper into her throat until her lips met his base. “I can’t take much more of that,” he warned her through gritted teeth.

Artemis listened, ropey muscles in her neck to gleaming as she sheathed him in her throat one last time before releasing him. She licked her lips, savoring his musk as she lifted her head. “I’m not done with you yet,” she vowed.

Rising up on her knees, Artemis fetched a condom from the bedside table and expertly rolled it onto his shaft. Then she straddled him once more, positioning his cockhead at her drenched petals. She teased him, rubbing him there, waiting for him to enter. “”Come on, roomie,” she demanded impatiently. “Don’t leave me hanging,”

With a growl of surrender, the roommate gripped her hips and thrust up, burying himself inside her welcoming heat. Atlantis gasped, taking him to the hilt. She was so stretched she could feel every rigid inch of him, from the tip to his firm, everything worked balls.

Artemis fell into a swift rhythm, riding him with wild abandon as if her life depended on it. Her breasts bounced in time to her undulations as she leaned back, giving the roommate the ideal view of her handfuls. Letting out a throaty moan, she adjusted her angle, besating on his shaft in a way that stimulated her sweet spot with every stroke.

“Want your Daddy to make you cum, little girl?” the roommate somehow managed to ask, the veins in neck popping at the effort of keeping his composure. Artemis nodded vehemently, gasping breaths escaping her parted lips. “I’m…so close…” she bit out whimpering, breasts flushing.

The roommate bucked up, thrusting into her furiously, sweat dripping down his back as his balls tightened. Then, with a primal grunt, he exploded, his cock kicking as he flooded the condom. Feeling his cum pulse inside her, Atlantis cries out sharply, succumbing to a strangling climax that made her toes curl.

The couple collapsed on the bed, spent and quivering in the afterglow. As she attempted to catch her breath, Atlantis glanced at the roommate and laughed breathlessly. “I must be losing my touch,” she said, patting his cum-slicked abs. “I didn’t even manage to use a condom.”

The roommate stifled a yawn, too sated to take up the challenge. “I’m a bit too knackered to care at this point,” he murmured, reaching for her sticky hand and lacing their fingers together.

Atlantis snuggled close, tucking her head under his chin. “I suppose we can continue this tomorrow,” she whispered, but the roommate had already drifted off, leaving their next playdate to the imagination.