I let my friends roommate jerk off onto my face and tits

I was hanging out at my friend Lauren’s apartment last weekend. Lauren had to run to the library and her roommate Jason was just hanging out in the living room. I’ve known him for a while, we’ve always been kind of flirty but nothing has ever happened.

I was wearing this thin white tank top with no bra and a pair of running shorts. My brown nipples were very visible. I was laying on the couch on my phone and he was on the other end of the sectional. We were making small talk and he kept looking at my chest. Not subtle about it at all. I told him it’s okay to look.

At some point he goes “you’re killing me right now.” I just laughed. He goes “I’m serious.”

I sat up and looked at him and he was hard. Like obviously hard through his sweatpants. I don’t know what came over me. I told him Lauren was going to be back in like fifteen minutes. He said he knew.

I told him he could jerk off if he wanted. I told him he could do it on me but no touching.

He pulled his dick out and started stroking. He was average sized, maybe 5 inches, and thick. I pulled my tank top up and let my big tits out and his eyes went huge.

He was breathing hard and stroking himself faster and watching me. I cupped my tits and pushed them together for him. I told him to hurry up. That made it worse for him.

He stood up and came over to me. He was stroking right above me. His cock was a few inches from my face, dripping with precum as he stroked. “I’m not gonna suck it,” I told him. I leaned my head back and pushed my tits up toward him and told him to cum all over me. He groaned really loud and came all over my tits. He shot way more cum on me than I expected. The first few pumps shot all over my tanktop and across my neck and lips. My mouth opened a little because I was surprised and the next few pumps hit me all over my face and in my mouth. I swallowed out of reflex. He tasted salty. “You came on my face, you fucking asshole, omg,” I pretended to be mad.

He just sat back down on his end of the couch and we both just looked at each other for a second, him breathing heavily and me lying there dripping in cum like a fucking slut. I grabbed a paper towel from the kitchen and wiped myself off and pulled my tank top back down and threw my sweater on. He thanked me and we both laughed.

Lauren got back ten minutes later. We were both sitting there on our phones and chatting like nothing happened.