Teased my roommate boyfriend in the kitchen and heard him absolutely destroy my roommate after…

The other night I was in the kitchen having water and a snack in just an oversized t-shirt and sleep shorts. My roommate’s boyfriend came out of her bedroom for water, looking all sleepy. We were just chatting about nothing. He’s usually super shy, and I don’t know why I did it, but I lowkey started teasing him a bit. Bending over to grab something from the bottom cabinet “innocently,” then brushing against him while reaching for the snacks on the shelf.

Nothing crazy just enough to make him a little uncomfortable. I could literally see him starting to get hard under those thin shorts; the outline was so obvious it was hilarious. I smirked and said, “Damn, you good there?” He got all flustered and tried to play it off, face red as hell. I felt kinda powerful. I just giggled and told him, “You should probably go take care of that.” He basically bolted straight back to her room.

I sat at the kitchen table for a little bit, and seriously just a few minutes later I heard them fucking. And they were LOUD. I’d never heard them go at it like that before, or even close to it. I heard her loudly moaning his name, the headboard banging, her screaming. Seriously never heard her scream before. I sat there with a stupid grin, knowing I’d started that fire.

After a while the noise peaked her voice cracking on a long, broken moan, the bed slamming hard against the wall then it went quieter. I could still hear them breathing heavy, soft laughter, the wet sound of kissing. That’s when I stood up, walked down the short hall, and pushed their door open without knocking.

They were still tangled together on the bed. She was on her back, legs open, his cock still half-inside her, both of them shiny with sweat. His last load was already leaking out of her onto the sheets. They both looked up at me, surprised but not angry. My roommate’s cheeks were flushed dark, eyes glassy. His cock twitched and started hardening again the second he saw me standing there in just the oversized shirt and shorts.

“Couldn’t help hearing,” I said, stepping inside and closing the door behind me. “Sounded like you two had fun.”

She laughed, breathless. “Your fault. Come here.”

I didn’t need more invitation. I stripped the shirt and shorts off and climbed onto the bed. She pulled me down into a messy kiss while he watched, already stroking himself back to full hardness. I could taste her on his mouth when I kissed him next salt and sex. Then I moved down, spreading her thighs wider, and licked the fresh mix of them from between her legs. She moaned and pushed my head closer. He slid two fingers into her alongside my tongue, then offered them to me; I sucked them clean.

They got me on my back next. She straddled my face while he pushed into me in one smooth thrust. I was already soaked from listening to them and from the teasing earlier. He fucked me deep and steady while she ground against my mouth, riding my tongue the same way she’d ridden his cock minutes before. Every time he bottomed out I moaned into her, and she got louder again right back to the screaming volume I’d heard through the wall. The headboard started banging all over again.

He came first this time, buried inside me, groaning as he pulsed and filled me. I felt every thick spurt. She came right after, thighs locking around my head, flooding my mouth. I kept licking her through it while he stayed deep, letting the last of his load drip out of me around his cock.

We barely paused. She slid down my body and licked his cum out of me while he recovered enough to get hard again. Then she climbed on top of him reverse-cowgirl so I could sit on his face. He ate me messily while she rode him, and I leaned forward to kiss her and play with her clit. When she started shaking I reached down and rubbed her harder; she came with that same loud, raw scream, clenching around him until he followed second load of the night for him, third if you counted the one he’d already given her before I walked in. He flooded her while she was still pulsing, and I watched it leak out around his shaft.

The last round was slower and greedier. We put him on his back again. I straddled him and sank down, taking him deep while she sat on his face facing me. We kissed and touched each other the whole time hands on tits, fingers on clits, tongues in each other’s mouths. He lasted longer this time, fucking up into me while she ground against his tongue. I came first, hard, squeezing around him until he couldn’t hold back. He came a third time inside me, thick and hot, while she came on his mouth at almost the same moment. We kept moving until every last spurt was milked out of him.

Afterward the three of us collapsed in a sweaty, sticky pile. His cock was finally soft, both of us leaking his cum onto the ruined sheets. My roommate laughed softly against my shoulder.

“Next time,” she murmured, “maybe just come in sooner.”

I grinned, still tasting both of them on my tongue, and settled in between them. The fire I’d started in the kitchen had burned a lot hotter than I expected and I was more than happy to stay for every round.