Thank you all so much for the love and support on the last post. I am amazed at how many people loved my horny and slutty make-up blowjob. That happened a while back, almost a year ago now, but I felt like sharing it.
So, so many people have asked for more and what happened after so I figured I'd share that as well.So like I (20F at the time) said, my roommate (24M) and I have opposite schedules so we rarely see each other outside of a few minutes or maybe an hour here and here. After the shower event, he went to work and I went to bed, but we did text. The morning after the shower, I woke up to a text from him apologizing for being inappropriate in the bathroom and that he really hoped he didn't force me to do anything I didn't want to, which he absolutely did not. I had fully autonomy in initialing and following through on a sexual encounter.But he is so sweet and kind that this really didn't surprise me. He's moderately attractive and so nice, I think the only reason he doesn't have a girlfriend of his own is that he tends to be pretty shy in social situations. I've gotten him to come out of his shell just a bit when I do get to see him, but I think that's just because we're comfortable at home.
So I texted him back that he didn't force me to do anything and that he should not feel bad at all, in fact he should feel good considering he just got his dick sucked. We had a brief conversation before he went to his room and got ready for bed, and I had to get ready. All day at work I kept thinking back to that blowjob. I thought it was so sexy and spontaneous, I wanted to do it again. When I get home from work, I typically have a couple hours to myself before he gets up so I made some dinner and hung out until the time he typically got up. When it got to the time he usually gets up, I got ready for another shower.
I figured that between his shy-ness and supposed guilt over the first time, he probably wouldn't initiate a second time even if he did want it to happen again. And if he didn't want to happen again, no harm no foul, that'd be fine with me too.So I grabbed a towel and made my way to the bathroom. I started my normal nighttime routine, even though it was much earlier than normal. As soon as I heard his door open, I closed the bathroom's door, stripped down naked and hopped in the shower. My heart was pounding as I tried to stay calm and shower like normal.I heard a knock at the door followed by him asking if he could pee. I said of course and heard him come in. Honestly, I was flustered and didn't know what to say or do so in a kind of panic in my own head I blurted out, "Do you need any help?"I physically recoiled after saying that.
But he replied, "uhhhh, I think I got it." Not what I expected even if my line was cringey as hell. I heard his stream stop but he didn't leave, I never heard the door again. I tried to look out the crack in the curtain by the wall without moving it to see what he was doing. He was stripping down naked. I checked again few seconds later and he was leaning against the sink again like the night before, but he wasn't on his phone, he looked like he was thinking.
Finally, he spoke up and nervously asked, "I don't wanna be late, you mind if I hop in again? I-I don't mean like yesterday or anything, I just actually need to shower." The second half he said very anxiously and very quickly, like he was trying to say it all in one syllable. I told him sure, that'd be fine and in he stepped.
When I turned and looked at him, the poor guy was shaking. We did the shower tip-toe and switched places so he was under the water. He was facing away from me so I could only see his back. I started to rub his shoulders with soap and he jumped. I asked if that was OK and he said yes, he just wasn't expecting it. I continued to wash his back and arms before he turned to face me and wash his hair under the water. I glanced down at his cock and it was raging hard, pointing right at me. I was his hips and went right for it.
I was right up his shaft to the tip and back down.He was looking at me now, so I made eye contact and said, "Shall we take care of this again?" He nodded profusely so I began stroking him. He was moaning pretty loudly at just my hand so I figured this wouldn't take long again. I turned his hips just enough so that the water was flowing over his boner and washed the soap off. Once it was clean, I pulled him towards me and knelt down in the tub.I licked the tip and engulfed his entire dick in my mouth. He's not super big, I've never measured it, but maybe 4-5 inches, so deepthroating was a dream. I could get the whole thing and leave it there for a few seconds. He lasted even less time than the day before, shooting his load into my mouth again, making me gag again. I pulled my head away and tried to keep stroking him as I dealt with the cum in my throat. He was shaking again so after I caught my breath and stood up, I pulled him and hugged him. I didn't want him to fall over hurt himself.
He caught his breath too and thanked me repeatedly. I gave him a peck on the lips and told him that I loved doing it and he had nothing to feel bad about. Still holding each other, I took his hands and placed them on my ass. "Have some fun with this, man!" I said as he very gently squeezed my ass and chuckled to himself. Once I was confident he wasn't gonna fall. I stepped out of the shower, dried off and masturbated again.I want spoil where things go between he and I, but I could write about a lot of sexual encounters that he and I had leading up today.