I Let My Roommate Freeuse Fuck Me While I Played Video Games
It’s a lazy Sunday afternoon and 19-year old Kayla is parked on the couch, her eyes glued to the big screen TV mounted on the wall. She’s in the middle of a heated Call of Duty session on her Xbox, her thumbs mashing the controller buttons frantically. Her roommate, the 22-year old tight end for the college football team, Brad, has been eyeing her for the past hour from the kitchen counter where he’s doing homework.
Kayla’s game face is on, her auburn hair pulled back into a messy bun, strands sticking to the light sheen of sweat on her forehead. She’s wearing blue and white athletic shorts that hug her thick, juicy thighs and a black sports bra that shows off her toned stomach. Every time she leans forward to focus, the bra strains against her perky tits. Brad finds himself losing train of thought just watching her.
Kayla is timed out in her match and tosses her controller on the couch in frustration, oblivious to Brad’s ogling. She stands and stretches long and high, her shorts riding up to reveal even more of her plump bubble butt. Brad swallows hard.
“I think that’s enough playing, don’t you?” Brad says huskily, his massive hands working over a hard-on in his sweatpants that he knows Kayla can’t miss. “Maybe it’s time for a different type of game…”
Kayla glances over at him and smirks. She shakes her head no. “Not right now, Big Guy. I’m in the zone. Since I lost that game, I need to stay focused and win this next one.” She plops back down on the couch and retrieves her controller, pushing her hair behind her ears.
Brad walks over and stands in front of the TV, eyes smoldering with lust. He leans down, his face inches from hers. “Come on, Kayla,” he growls lowly. “You know it’s my turn. I will give you exactly what you need and then you can get back to your game.”
Kayla hesitates. She’s trying to win her league this season and ranking up is critical. But she’s horny today too. Seeing Brad flexing his football muscles all week in tank tops has been driving her crazy. “Fiiine,” she concedes, rolling her eyes. She stands up and turns around, slapping her butt. “Put it in, big boy.”
Brad’s eyes glitter with excitement. He grabs her and yanks her in for a rough, aggressive kiss, his tongue squeezing into her mouth. As he does, he rips Kayla’s sports bra over her head, releasing her perky tits to bounce free. He reaches around to grope them, pinching her tight pink nipples. Kayla arches into his touch, biting her lip.
“My, my, you are extra frisky today, aren’t you?” Kayla teases. “Maybe all that running has gotten you worked up.”
Brad smirks and shoves Kayla face down on the couch, not gently. He grabs her hips and yanks her shorts off. “Shut up and get that pussy wet before I fuck it raw.”
Brad pushes Kayla into doggy style position, her thick juicy cheeks on full display. He palms each side of her ass roughly, spreading them apart, and gives her a hard smack. Kayla yelps, thrusting her hips back into his hand. Brad then pulls out his huge throbbing cock and slaps it on her ass before pushing the head against her tight little entrance.
“Tell me you want it,” Brad demands breathlessly from behind her. “Beg for my dick like a good girl.”
“Please, Brad,” Kayla whines, wiggling her hips as she feels him poking around her wet lips. “I want it so bad. I need your cock in me, filling me up. Ruin me with it. Rape my pussy, please. Push it deep and make me scream.”
