Last weekend was insane, and i can’t stop thinking about it. my bf had his buddy over, and they were chilling, drinking, playing video games. i went to bed early, but i couldn’t sleep, so i got up to grab some water.

as i walked into the living room, there he was, his friend, sitting on the couch with his phone in one hand and his cock in the other. i froze for a second, and so did he, but instead of running back to my room, i leaned against the doorframe and let my nightgown slip down a little. his eyes locked on me immediately, and i could see his hand start to move again.

i didn’t even think, i just walked over, my tits bouncing with every step. i could feel his eyes all over me. when i got to him, i leaned down and whispered, “don’t stop,” as i slid my gown off completely.

he kept stroking, his breathing getting heavier as i knelt in front of him, running my hands up his thighs. “you want me to help?” i asked, biting my lip. he just nodded, unable to even speak. i wrapped my hand around his cock and took him into my mouth, loving the way he moaned my name under his breath.

it didn’t take long. i looked up at him, my tongue teasing his tip, and that’s all it took. he came hard, his cum shooting all over my tits and dripping down my chest. it was so warm, so messy, and i loved every second of it.

i grabbed a tissue from the table, wiped myself off, and smirked as i stood up. “goodnight,” i said, walking back to my room without another word. we haven’t talked about it since, but i can’t stop wondering if he’s thinking about it as much as i am.