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I spent another weekday at my job. I finally had to live from something because money doesn't lie on the street. I worked in a grocery store so my work was daily with Sundays off and sometimes one day per week. As a result, I didn't have much time for a private life. Nevertheless, I tried to somehow make this free time interesting for myself.
I don't have many friends and my closest is my sister Ellen with whom we share an apartment. Ellen has a similar job but, unlike me, she has the whole weekends off. I wanted to work where she does but there were no more vacancies. There's no denying that I envy her. Usually Ellen and I would go to the cinema or to some dance at a nearby club in our free time. If it wasn't for her then I would have to go alone and it wouldn't be the same anymore.
Both my sister and I would always pay attention to the men who hung out with us at the same club. However, my sister always made sure that I didn't run into some horny guy who would just try to take advantage of me. Until now, only such men stood in my way. I am not surprised that I aroused interest. I had a slender figure and size C breasts. My sister was a size B and for that reason it always seemed to me that the bigger the better and therefore mine were more inviting to the opposite sex. I was a tall brunette with long loose hair.
Although I seemed more attractive than Ellen, unlike me she had found someone in her path with whom she was trying to form a relationship. I was 29 years old, and I felt that it was strange that so far no one had aroused my interest and at the same time had the approval of my sister. My sister Ellen, who was 2 years younger, had been dating Ben for several months. She met him at her job. At the store where I work, there are some people who have already settled down or are not looking for anyone.
It was Monday when my sister came back after work and said she needed to talk to me. She came in with Ben and the three of us sat down on the living room couch. I felt that this might not be a pleasant conversation but I still tried to remain calm.
''Ben and I have been dating for 4 months now and we are thinking to take the next step in our relationship,'' said Ellen hugging Ben who was sitting right next to her.
''What do you mean? '' I asked, waiting for her to expand on her thought and explain what she really meant.
''We want to spend more time with each other and that's why we want to move in together at Ben's place,'' Ellen said in a voice full of seriousness and looking straight into my eyes to emphasize the importance of her statement.
''Aha,'' I replied briefly giving myself time to process it.
''Don't worry. I will continue to stop by to see you sis. After all, you know that no matter what I love you anyway,'' Ellen said and squatted down to hug me. Without hesitation I let her cuddle me.
After a while, when it came to me what it meant, one more thought took hold of my head. If Ellen no longer lived here then she alone would not be able to pay the rent for the apartment. This was an important issue because I was a person who found it difficult to acclimate to a new place. Therefore, I was very anxious to continue to be able to stay here, but on my own I would not be able to afford it.
''Alone ... I won't be able to afford the rent. I don't want to move out of here...,'' I said worriedly in my sister's direction. For a moment Ellen lowered her head trying to think about the issue. After a moment, however, Ben spoke up, who said that there was one sensible solution.
''You need to find a roommate who will contribute to the rent,'' said Ben sharing his idea. Ellen just nodded looking at me and waiting for my reaction.
''Roommate... If anything, I think it's a female roommate,'' I said trying to make a joke although I was aware that I was completely out of it.
''Grace... Whatever you prefer. The most important thing is that this will allow you to continue living here,'' my sister said, trying to rationally convince me that this was the best solution.
''Put up an ad and all you have to do is wait for someone to apply,'' Ben added and pointed to a cell phone from which such an ad can easily be created and placed on the Internet.
Ellen, along with Ben, helped me create a relevant ad that would draw the attention of potentially interested people. The very next day there was the first response. I rejected it because a male Mark applied, despite the fact that the ad clearly stated that he was looking for a female roommate. More days passed and more applications were only from men. Eventually, after talking with Ellen, we agreed that time was running out and to avoid problems we had to try with one of the men who had applied. We replied to the man who wrote last and arranged a meeting.
At the meeting with Johnathan because that was the name of the man from the ad was also Ellen to help advise me whether it would be a good choice. I knew that on my own I could quickly become prejudiced and thus misjudge John. I was glad she was here with Cebeci Escort (http://cankayalar.com/ad-category/cebeci-escort/) me. Finally, Johnatan knocked on our door, and after inviting him into the living room, we started chatting.
''Hi. I'm Ellen and this is my sister Grace,'' my sister began, clearly taking the lead in the conversation.
''Nice to meet you,'' replied Johnatan with a smile on his lips.
''We were looking for a female roommate for my sister but decided to give you a chance. Why did you decide to answer the ad?'' asked Ellen finally, wanting to hear from John what he had to say to us.
''So yeah... I need an apartment to be closer to my work. Normally I live with a good friend of mine a few miles away but from here I would have a much closer place,'' Johnatan replied to Ellen's question.
''And where do you work?'' I asked, joining the conversation.
''I work in an office on Harleston Street. As you probably know very well that's just two streets away so I could even walk there,'' Johnatan answered my question calmly and factually.
''That's why you answered the ad,'' Ellen added from herself.
''I work Monday through Friday. On weekends I would also drop by my friend's place so you would have some rest from me,'' Johnatan said and laughed.
''It would probably suit you sis, hmm?" asked Ellen.
''Sounds reasonable,'' I replied briefly then added, ''You know.... we are going to share an apartment.... just so you don't imagine that...,'' I tried to persuade that I wasn't interested in some overly close relationship but I couldn't put it into words.
''I think what she means is that there are certain boundaries you can't cross,'' my sister said in a simpler way so Johnatan could understand.
''It's obvious to me. I am normal and have respect for women. You can be calm about yourself Grace,'' the man sitting across from me said in a relaxed tone.
''I think we can try. The most important thing is that you contribute to the rent and don't do anything strange,'' Ellen said and winked at me. I didn't have anything to add so I agreed too.
''Thanks a lot. You won't even notice my presence,'' Johnatan added at the end.
That evening I didn't feel very well. My stomach hurt and I felt weak. I knew what this meant because usually at a similar time my body reminds me that my period is starting. It is always regular so I expected that today or tomorrow I would have to endure unpleasant moments again. I took a powder that helped me to eliminate the persistent pain I felt in my abdomen. It relieved the pain and I was able to sleep peacefully through the night.
The next morning before leaving for work, I met Ellen in the morning who was packing her things. Today she was going to move out to her boyfriend. We agreed that Ellen would wait for Johnathan's arrival and give him a quick tour of the apartment. This would be problematic for me because I had to leave for work in a moment and there would be no one to do it. Ellen would show him around and I would return home in the evening where Johnatan would probably already arrive. Before leaving I hugged Ellen and thanked her for her help.
At work, as usual, my time passed very slowly. I felt better than yesterday and the symptoms associated with yesterday's arrival of my next period disappeared. As usual, the symptoms faded after one day. Occasionally they lasted two or three days. This no longer happens since I have been taking a pill to reduce the sensations associated with any painful symptoms.
The day at work was quite tiring for me and I only dreamed of going home, eating something and resting on my bed. Upon entering the apartment, I saw the light on and remembered that Johnatan should already be inside. I took off my shoes and jacket and upon entering the living room, I saw that my new roommate was sitting and reading a book quietly. Upon seeing me, he paused and said hello. My stomach was growling with hunger, so I rushed to the kitchen and made myself a sandwich, which I then ate in the living room. Johnatan stopped reading a book and decided to talk to me.
'' Is a sandwich like this enough for you?" asked my new roommate in amazement, looking at what was on my plate.
''Yes. You don't have to worry about me,'' I answered him calmly.
''Now at least I know how you got such a slender line,'' replied Johnatan while lifting the corners of his mouth showing his cheerful attitude.
''Everyone should take care of themselves,'' I replied and started to eat. None of this bothered my interlocutor who decided to keep the conversation going.
''It's obvious,'' said Johnatan and raised his arms wanting to show off his muscles and emphasize the fact that he remembers to exercise.
I have to admit that I liked his muscular shoulders. However, for a moment I thought about whether my roommate was doing this just for the sake of conversation or whether he also wanted to impress me. I thought right away that since he was exercising he must also have a sculpted abdomen. I Kolej Escort (http://cankayalar.com/ad-category/kolej-escort/) looked at his belly for a moment and even though it was covered by his shirt I could see that he was taking care of it as well. Johnatan noticed where I was looking and after a moment I turned my head away then refocused on the sandwich I was holding in my hand. My roommate only smiled after which he continued his conversation with me.
We talked for a few minutes and I learned from him that he was a 35-year-old single man who broke up with his previous girlfriend two years ago. I was surprised because in my opinion he looked younger. He also mentioned that, unlike me, he really likes his job and that he is really grateful to live here. He also brought up the subject of Ellen and her boyfriend, but I didn't want to bring up that thread because I knew then the conversation would shift to my relationship and I didn't want to talk about it with him. Fortunately, I finished my sandwich at that point and calmly went to the bathroom to take a shower.
It was very pleasant to take a shower and wash off all the day that had passed. I immediately felt a few pounds lighter. I looked in the mirror and looked at my body free of all clothes. I knew I looked great and the fact that I hadn't had time to thoroughly dry myself yet made the effect even better. I looked at my breasts and my slim thighs and knew I was a beautiful woman. If I had wanted to, Johnatan certainly wouldn't have resisted.
''What am I thinking about?" I asked myself in my mind and tried to put Johnatan out of my thoughts. I failed and instead began to imagine what his belly must look like. I started to feel hot. I wanted to calm down so I sat down on the toilet and after a while I touched my crotch and felt a pleasant shiver.
''I need to calm down,'' I said to myself in my mind again after which I dressed my pajamas and went to my room.
On the way, however, out of the corner of my eye I was noticed by Johnatan who thanked me for the nice conversation and wished me a peaceful night. I looked in his direction and also wished him a peaceful night. Again I looked at his stomach for a moment. I didn't realize or feel that my left hand had rubbed against my crotch. When I realized this I quickly pulled it up. Johnatan at this sight only smiled and turned towards the bed. I rushed to my room and closed the door behind me.
I lay down on the bed and analyzed what had just happened. I felt that I was getting hornier and hornier. Could it be that the lack of a male companion for a long time was causing this condition. I couldn't get Johnathan out of my mind. I had his muscular arms and belly in my mind. I began to imagine again how great he must look without clothes. I slipped my hand under my shorts and began to touch my crotch. I could feel that my pussy was getting wetter and wetter with each passing second.
After a while, I lowered my pants a little to have easy access to my crotch. I began to move my fingers along my labia. It had been a long time since I had touched myself and I was surprised at how turned on I was. My thoughts continued to include Johnatan and the fact that it was just me and him in the apartment. There was no one to stop us if something was going to happen. My wet crack was giving me more and more pleasure and I began to moan. In my thoughts I began to imagine my roommate shirtless again.
One of my fingers began to slide inside my flared pussy and I continued to moan but with increased frequency. I could sense my climax approaching. I continued to lie on the bed. My pants lowered to my thighs and the hand that continued to stimulate my vagina was directing me to an orgasm I had not experienced in a long time. I wanted to feel this fulfillment and in my mind I continued to stand next to him and began to pull down his pants. Then I came... I moaned loudly and felt a great wave of pleasure come from my crotch and spread in every direction filling every part of my body.
I needed a moment to come back to myself. It occurred to me that the whole time I was making myself feeling good I had completely forgotten that Johnatan could hear me. I didn't hold back my moans and Jonathan, who was in the other room, could have been aware of what I was doing. At the mere thought of this, I felt immense embarrassment and shame. If he heard it he would surely mention it and it would be very awkward. There was no point in thinking about it now. I pulled up my pants and lay on my side after which I fell asleep in no time.
The next morning I was awakened by a light from outside the window. I got out of the bed and saw that there was a large wet spot on the sheet. I remembered yesterday's fun with my vagina. After all, this stain didn't come out of nowhere. It is a memory of my yesterday's orgasm. I quickly took off the sheet and hid it in the cupboard so as not to risk stupid questions about it if I met Johnathan on my way to the bathroom. I got up and checked if I looked okay and went to the bathroom to pee. Rus Escort (http://cankayalar.com/ad-category/rus-escort/) Then I went to the kitchen to make myself some coffee.
It was Friday and I was having an off day before working on Saturday. In the kitchen I found a note that Jonathan had gone to work and that he would be late. That day my sister called and we arranged that she would stop by for a visit. After finishing my coffee, I threw the leftover coffee grounds into the wastebasket. A mug slipped out of my hand and flew into the trash as well. I reached down and pulled it out from inside. However, there was something glued to the wall of the cup. It was not an ordinary something. It was a condom tied in a knot. Significantly, it was not empty. There was semen floating around inside. I immediately dropped it from the cup back into the trash, but after a while I decided to take a closer look at it again.
This condom must have been Johnathan's. The trash was thrown out last night so it must be from that night. My roommate that night was jerking off and to avoid getting dirty he used a condom. I washed the outside of the rubber with water because it ended up lying in the trash with the other garbage. I sat down on the couch and started looking at the rubber from all sides. There was a lot of semen in the reservoir.
Then I was suddenly pulled out of my observations by the sound of a door opening. I had to quickly get rid of the rubber band. Without hesitation, I hid it in my bra because I wouldn't have time to put it in the trash. Johnatan walked in and greeted me. I was flustered with nervousness and he noticed that.
''Are you all right?" asked Johnatan pouring his eyes all over my body.
''Yes,'' I answered briefly feeling the latex rubber sticking up and lying in the groove between my breasts. It was also wet because I had not wiped it off after I washed it. It was a strange feeling.
''A problem at work with the servers. I'll be back there for an hour,'' Jonathan explained the reason for his arrival home at such an early hour.
''I understand,'' I replied again briefly. My thoughts were at that moment directed to the rubber band lying in my breasts. I hoped he wouldn't guess it was there. I was in a T-shirt so the chances of that were small. Despite this, I wanted to quickly leave the living room and escape. There were two possibilities. Either my room or the bathroom. In both of these places I should be safe.
Taking the opportunity that Johnatan was looking into the refrigerator I got up from the couch. While standing up, my breasts moved closer together and pressed against the rubber band. Suddenly I felt a huge wetness flowing from the slot between my breasts. The rubber band must have broken. I was sure of it. Without thinking much, I took off running towards the bathroom. I paid no attention to how strange it must have looked from Johnathan's perspective.
After reaching and locking myself in the bathroom, I pulled off my shirt. From my breasts all the way down my belly and up to the elastic of my pants, everything was wet and sticky. In addition, I also smelled an unpleasant odor. I also saw that the T-shirt I took off was soiled. I also pulled my pants and panties down to my ankles because what was still running down began to reach my pants as well. Instead of trying to clean up all the semen that was on me as quickly as possible, I looked in the mirror.
I watched in silence as the semen slowly flowed lower and lower down my naked body. Most of the trickles had already passed my belly and began to trickle down my thighs toward my feet. However, my gaze was directed to my lower abdomen and more specifically to my crotch. One of the streams dripped down the middle, passed my lower abdomen and reached my pubic area. I felt the drop reach and touch the entrance to my vagina. I felt a shudder and reached my hand to my crotch. I felt that there was more than one of these drops and smeared it on my finger.
I began to massage my labia. In doing so, I again felt such pleasant pleasure similar to that of the previous night. Standing in front of the mirror, I looked at myself and at my hand which was rubbing against my pussy. Not wanting to interrupt I also put my finger inside and began to move it inside my vagina. I closed my eyes for a moment. A minute later, it occurred to me that the finger I was sliding into my pussy was the one with which I had smeared semen earlier. I felt another strong shudder. I slid my finger with semen inside my vagina. I unconsciously inserted semen into my pussy. I was connecting more plots with each passing moment. His fertile semen is in my pussy at the moment.
''Fertile?,'' I thought and another thoughts in my head appeared. First that pregnancy and then that the baby. I got terribly horny and, looking in the mirror, I imagined myself with a big belly. This allowed me to reach a peak. I clenched my teeth to keep from screaming and I came. This orgasm was much stronger than the previous one. I was amazed at what it was caused by. The thought of pregnancy, however, drove me to it. I had never thought about it. I didn't know it could be so exciting. Not wanting to arouse more suspicion, I took a shower to get rid of the semen that had already managed to partially dry on my body. I changed my clothes and went to my room. Fortunately, I did not meet Johnathan on the way. I felt relieved about this.
I don't have many friends and my closest is my sister Ellen with whom we share an apartment. Ellen has a similar job but, unlike me, she has the whole weekends off. I wanted to work where she does but there were no more vacancies. There's no denying that I envy her. Usually Ellen and I would go to the cinema or to some dance at a nearby club in our free time. If it wasn't for her then I would have to go alone and it wouldn't be the same anymore.
Both my sister and I would always pay attention to the men who hung out with us at the same club. However, my sister always made sure that I didn't run into some horny guy who would just try to take advantage of me. Until now, only such men stood in my way. I am not surprised that I aroused interest. I had a slender figure and size C breasts. My sister was a size B and for that reason it always seemed to me that the bigger the better and therefore mine were more inviting to the opposite sex. I was a tall brunette with long loose hair.
Although I seemed more attractive than Ellen, unlike me she had found someone in her path with whom she was trying to form a relationship. I was 29 years old, and I felt that it was strange that so far no one had aroused my interest and at the same time had the approval of my sister. My sister Ellen, who was 2 years younger, had been dating Ben for several months. She met him at her job. At the store where I work, there are some people who have already settled down or are not looking for anyone.
It was Monday when my sister came back after work and said she needed to talk to me. She came in with Ben and the three of us sat down on the living room couch. I felt that this might not be a pleasant conversation but I still tried to remain calm.
''Ben and I have been dating for 4 months now and we are thinking to take the next step in our relationship,'' said Ellen hugging Ben who was sitting right next to her.
''What do you mean? '' I asked, waiting for her to expand on her thought and explain what she really meant.
''We want to spend more time with each other and that's why we want to move in together at Ben's place,'' Ellen said in a voice full of seriousness and looking straight into my eyes to emphasize the importance of her statement.
''Aha,'' I replied briefly giving myself time to process it.
''Don't worry. I will continue to stop by to see you sis. After all, you know that no matter what I love you anyway,'' Ellen said and squatted down to hug me. Without hesitation I let her cuddle me.
After a while, when it came to me what it meant, one more thought took hold of my head. If Ellen no longer lived here then she alone would not be able to pay the rent for the apartment. This was an important issue because I was a person who found it difficult to acclimate to a new place. Therefore, I was very anxious to continue to be able to stay here, but on my own I would not be able to afford it.
''Alone ... I won't be able to afford the rent. I don't want to move out of here...,'' I said worriedly in my sister's direction. For a moment Ellen lowered her head trying to think about the issue. After a moment, however, Ben spoke up, who said that there was one sensible solution.
''You need to find a roommate who will contribute to the rent,'' said Ben sharing his idea. Ellen just nodded looking at me and waiting for my reaction.
''Roommate... If anything, I think it's a female roommate,'' I said trying to make a joke although I was aware that I was completely out of it.
''Grace... Whatever you prefer. The most important thing is that this will allow you to continue living here,'' my sister said, trying to rationally convince me that this was the best solution.
''Put up an ad and all you have to do is wait for someone to apply,'' Ben added and pointed to a cell phone from which such an ad can easily be created and placed on the Internet.
Ellen, along with Ben, helped me create a relevant ad that would draw the attention of potentially interested people. The very next day there was the first response. I rejected it because a male Mark applied, despite the fact that the ad clearly stated that he was looking for a female roommate. More days passed and more applications were only from men. Eventually, after talking with Ellen, we agreed that time was running out and to avoid problems we had to try with one of the men who had applied. We replied to the man who wrote last and arranged a meeting.
At the meeting with Johnathan because that was the name of the man from the ad was also Ellen to help advise me whether it would be a good choice. I knew that on my own I could quickly become prejudiced and thus misjudge John. I was glad she was here with Cebeci Escort (http://cankayalar.com/ad-category/cebeci-escort/) me. Finally, Johnatan knocked on our door, and after inviting him into the living room, we started chatting.
''Hi. I'm Ellen and this is my sister Grace,'' my sister began, clearly taking the lead in the conversation.
''Nice to meet you,'' replied Johnatan with a smile on his lips.
''We were looking for a female roommate for my sister but decided to give you a chance. Why did you decide to answer the ad?'' asked Ellen finally, wanting to hear from John what he had to say to us.
''So yeah... I need an apartment to be closer to my work. Normally I live with a good friend of mine a few miles away but from here I would have a much closer place,'' Johnatan replied to Ellen's question.
''And where do you work?'' I asked, joining the conversation.
''I work in an office on Harleston Street. As you probably know very well that's just two streets away so I could even walk there,'' Johnatan answered my question calmly and factually.
''That's why you answered the ad,'' Ellen added from herself.
''I work Monday through Friday. On weekends I would also drop by my friend's place so you would have some rest from me,'' Johnatan said and laughed.
''It would probably suit you sis, hmm?" asked Ellen.
''Sounds reasonable,'' I replied briefly then added, ''You know.... we are going to share an apartment.... just so you don't imagine that...,'' I tried to persuade that I wasn't interested in some overly close relationship but I couldn't put it into words.
''I think what she means is that there are certain boundaries you can't cross,'' my sister said in a simpler way so Johnatan could understand.
''It's obvious to me. I am normal and have respect for women. You can be calm about yourself Grace,'' the man sitting across from me said in a relaxed tone.
''I think we can try. The most important thing is that you contribute to the rent and don't do anything strange,'' Ellen said and winked at me. I didn't have anything to add so I agreed too.
''Thanks a lot. You won't even notice my presence,'' Johnatan added at the end.
That evening I didn't feel very well. My stomach hurt and I felt weak. I knew what this meant because usually at a similar time my body reminds me that my period is starting. It is always regular so I expected that today or tomorrow I would have to endure unpleasant moments again. I took a powder that helped me to eliminate the persistent pain I felt in my abdomen. It relieved the pain and I was able to sleep peacefully through the night.
The next morning before leaving for work, I met Ellen in the morning who was packing her things. Today she was going to move out to her boyfriend. We agreed that Ellen would wait for Johnathan's arrival and give him a quick tour of the apartment. This would be problematic for me because I had to leave for work in a moment and there would be no one to do it. Ellen would show him around and I would return home in the evening where Johnatan would probably already arrive. Before leaving I hugged Ellen and thanked her for her help.
At work, as usual, my time passed very slowly. I felt better than yesterday and the symptoms associated with yesterday's arrival of my next period disappeared. As usual, the symptoms faded after one day. Occasionally they lasted two or three days. This no longer happens since I have been taking a pill to reduce the sensations associated with any painful symptoms.
The day at work was quite tiring for me and I only dreamed of going home, eating something and resting on my bed. Upon entering the apartment, I saw the light on and remembered that Johnatan should already be inside. I took off my shoes and jacket and upon entering the living room, I saw that my new roommate was sitting and reading a book quietly. Upon seeing me, he paused and said hello. My stomach was growling with hunger, so I rushed to the kitchen and made myself a sandwich, which I then ate in the living room. Johnatan stopped reading a book and decided to talk to me.
'' Is a sandwich like this enough for you?" asked my new roommate in amazement, looking at what was on my plate.
''Yes. You don't have to worry about me,'' I answered him calmly.
''Now at least I know how you got such a slender line,'' replied Johnatan while lifting the corners of his mouth showing his cheerful attitude.
''Everyone should take care of themselves,'' I replied and started to eat. None of this bothered my interlocutor who decided to keep the conversation going.
''It's obvious,'' said Johnatan and raised his arms wanting to show off his muscles and emphasize the fact that he remembers to exercise.
I have to admit that I liked his muscular shoulders. However, for a moment I thought about whether my roommate was doing this just for the sake of conversation or whether he also wanted to impress me. I thought right away that since he was exercising he must also have a sculpted abdomen. I Kolej Escort (http://cankayalar.com/ad-category/kolej-escort/) looked at his belly for a moment and even though it was covered by his shirt I could see that he was taking care of it as well. Johnatan noticed where I was looking and after a moment I turned my head away then refocused on the sandwich I was holding in my hand. My roommate only smiled after which he continued his conversation with me.
We talked for a few minutes and I learned from him that he was a 35-year-old single man who broke up with his previous girlfriend two years ago. I was surprised because in my opinion he looked younger. He also mentioned that, unlike me, he really likes his job and that he is really grateful to live here. He also brought up the subject of Ellen and her boyfriend, but I didn't want to bring up that thread because I knew then the conversation would shift to my relationship and I didn't want to talk about it with him. Fortunately, I finished my sandwich at that point and calmly went to the bathroom to take a shower.
It was very pleasant to take a shower and wash off all the day that had passed. I immediately felt a few pounds lighter. I looked in the mirror and looked at my body free of all clothes. I knew I looked great and the fact that I hadn't had time to thoroughly dry myself yet made the effect even better. I looked at my breasts and my slim thighs and knew I was a beautiful woman. If I had wanted to, Johnatan certainly wouldn't have resisted.
''What am I thinking about?" I asked myself in my mind and tried to put Johnatan out of my thoughts. I failed and instead began to imagine what his belly must look like. I started to feel hot. I wanted to calm down so I sat down on the toilet and after a while I touched my crotch and felt a pleasant shiver.
''I need to calm down,'' I said to myself in my mind again after which I dressed my pajamas and went to my room.
On the way, however, out of the corner of my eye I was noticed by Johnatan who thanked me for the nice conversation and wished me a peaceful night. I looked in his direction and also wished him a peaceful night. Again I looked at his stomach for a moment. I didn't realize or feel that my left hand had rubbed against my crotch. When I realized this I quickly pulled it up. Johnatan at this sight only smiled and turned towards the bed. I rushed to my room and closed the door behind me.
I lay down on the bed and analyzed what had just happened. I felt that I was getting hornier and hornier. Could it be that the lack of a male companion for a long time was causing this condition. I couldn't get Johnathan out of my mind. I had his muscular arms and belly in my mind. I began to imagine again how great he must look without clothes. I slipped my hand under my shorts and began to touch my crotch. I could feel that my pussy was getting wetter and wetter with each passing second.
After a while, I lowered my pants a little to have easy access to my crotch. I began to move my fingers along my labia. It had been a long time since I had touched myself and I was surprised at how turned on I was. My thoughts continued to include Johnatan and the fact that it was just me and him in the apartment. There was no one to stop us if something was going to happen. My wet crack was giving me more and more pleasure and I began to moan. In my thoughts I began to imagine my roommate shirtless again.
One of my fingers began to slide inside my flared pussy and I continued to moan but with increased frequency. I could sense my climax approaching. I continued to lie on the bed. My pants lowered to my thighs and the hand that continued to stimulate my vagina was directing me to an orgasm I had not experienced in a long time. I wanted to feel this fulfillment and in my mind I continued to stand next to him and began to pull down his pants. Then I came... I moaned loudly and felt a great wave of pleasure come from my crotch and spread in every direction filling every part of my body.
I needed a moment to come back to myself. It occurred to me that the whole time I was making myself feeling good I had completely forgotten that Johnatan could hear me. I didn't hold back my moans and Jonathan, who was in the other room, could have been aware of what I was doing. At the mere thought of this, I felt immense embarrassment and shame. If he heard it he would surely mention it and it would be very awkward. There was no point in thinking about it now. I pulled up my pants and lay on my side after which I fell asleep in no time.
The next morning I was awakened by a light from outside the window. I got out of the bed and saw that there was a large wet spot on the sheet. I remembered yesterday's fun with my vagina. After all, this stain didn't come out of nowhere. It is a memory of my yesterday's orgasm. I quickly took off the sheet and hid it in the cupboard so as not to risk stupid questions about it if I met Johnathan on my way to the bathroom. I got up and checked if I looked okay and went to the bathroom to pee. Rus Escort (http://cankayalar.com/ad-category/rus-escort/) Then I went to the kitchen to make myself some coffee.
It was Friday and I was having an off day before working on Saturday. In the kitchen I found a note that Jonathan had gone to work and that he would be late. That day my sister called and we arranged that she would stop by for a visit. After finishing my coffee, I threw the leftover coffee grounds into the wastebasket. A mug slipped out of my hand and flew into the trash as well. I reached down and pulled it out from inside. However, there was something glued to the wall of the cup. It was not an ordinary something. It was a condom tied in a knot. Significantly, it was not empty. There was semen floating around inside. I immediately dropped it from the cup back into the trash, but after a while I decided to take a closer look at it again.
This condom must have been Johnathan's. The trash was thrown out last night so it must be from that night. My roommate that night was jerking off and to avoid getting dirty he used a condom. I washed the outside of the rubber with water because it ended up lying in the trash with the other garbage. I sat down on the couch and started looking at the rubber from all sides. There was a lot of semen in the reservoir.
Then I was suddenly pulled out of my observations by the sound of a door opening. I had to quickly get rid of the rubber band. Without hesitation, I hid it in my bra because I wouldn't have time to put it in the trash. Johnatan walked in and greeted me. I was flustered with nervousness and he noticed that.
''Are you all right?" asked Johnatan pouring his eyes all over my body.
''Yes,'' I answered briefly feeling the latex rubber sticking up and lying in the groove between my breasts. It was also wet because I had not wiped it off after I washed it. It was a strange feeling.
''A problem at work with the servers. I'll be back there for an hour,'' Jonathan explained the reason for his arrival home at such an early hour.
''I understand,'' I replied again briefly. My thoughts were at that moment directed to the rubber band lying in my breasts. I hoped he wouldn't guess it was there. I was in a T-shirt so the chances of that were small. Despite this, I wanted to quickly leave the living room and escape. There were two possibilities. Either my room or the bathroom. In both of these places I should be safe.
Taking the opportunity that Johnatan was looking into the refrigerator I got up from the couch. While standing up, my breasts moved closer together and pressed against the rubber band. Suddenly I felt a huge wetness flowing from the slot between my breasts. The rubber band must have broken. I was sure of it. Without thinking much, I took off running towards the bathroom. I paid no attention to how strange it must have looked from Johnathan's perspective.
After reaching and locking myself in the bathroom, I pulled off my shirt. From my breasts all the way down my belly and up to the elastic of my pants, everything was wet and sticky. In addition, I also smelled an unpleasant odor. I also saw that the T-shirt I took off was soiled. I also pulled my pants and panties down to my ankles because what was still running down began to reach my pants as well. Instead of trying to clean up all the semen that was on me as quickly as possible, I looked in the mirror.
I watched in silence as the semen slowly flowed lower and lower down my naked body. Most of the trickles had already passed my belly and began to trickle down my thighs toward my feet. However, my gaze was directed to my lower abdomen and more specifically to my crotch. One of the streams dripped down the middle, passed my lower abdomen and reached my pubic area. I felt the drop reach and touch the entrance to my vagina. I felt a shudder and reached my hand to my crotch. I felt that there was more than one of these drops and smeared it on my finger.
I began to massage my labia. In doing so, I again felt such pleasant pleasure similar to that of the previous night. Standing in front of the mirror, I looked at myself and at my hand which was rubbing against my pussy. Not wanting to interrupt I also put my finger inside and began to move it inside my vagina. I closed my eyes for a moment. A minute later, it occurred to me that the finger I was sliding into my pussy was the one with which I had smeared semen earlier. I felt another strong shudder. I slid my finger with semen inside my vagina. I unconsciously inserted semen into my pussy. I was connecting more plots with each passing moment. His fertile semen is in my pussy at the moment.
''Fertile?,'' I thought and another thoughts in my head appeared. First that pregnancy and then that the baby. I got terribly horny and, looking in the mirror, I imagined myself with a big belly. This allowed me to reach a peak. I clenched my teeth to keep from screaming and I came. This orgasm was much stronger than the previous one. I was amazed at what it was caused by. The thought of pregnancy, however, drove me to it. I had never thought about it. I didn't know it could be so exciting. Not wanting to arouse more suspicion, I took a shower to get rid of the semen that had already managed to partially dry on my body. I changed my clothes and went to my room. Fortunately, I did not meet Johnathan on the way. I felt relieved about this.