Help Me Get My Vibrator Out [Roommate] [Edging] [Sexual Tension] [ Vibrator Use] [M27/F22] Part 3

The vibrator pulsed inside of me as a new wave of pleasure found it's way to my stomach. The second 'okay' let my lips, Henry shifted me back down onto the bed, my back against the soft mattress.

"You've been stretched out enough, I think." Henry slid a finger across my slit. It ached for his touch again. But reality settled as I watched him drag his cock out of his boxers. My throat dried. I could see two thick veins running down the tip to his shaft and my pussy unconciously clenched. Could I really fit that inside plus my vibrator?

His dick was positioned right between my parted thighs, my legs against his hips. All he had to do was lean forward and push it in.

"Wait." My voice was strained, unable to keep my gaze away from his dick. "Do you think we should be doing this though?" I forced out, trying to think logically, despite craving the feeling of his large dick pounding my pussy. I was so overstimulated; imagining that with the vibrator in me sent me close to orgasming. "I mean, I do like what we have going as friends." He was my roommate for God's sake, and if one of us got too attached...

Henry rubbed my clit with his thumb and I resisted a whimper, my hips betraying me. "We're both adults here, sweetheart--you a little younger," he teased about our slight age difference, "but very much so an adult." His voice was low, eyes flickering to my pussy and tits. "But we can stop. I understand."

He sounds so insincere.

His fingers slowly dragged against my folds, as if kissing goodbye to my insides. "Are you just going to wait until the vibrator stops then? For about..." He gazed at my clock on the drawer. "Another four hours or so."

He kept stroking my pussy, like I was some kind of pet that needed comfort. I was trying to be the mature one; but he was making it difficult. I couldn't even respond to Henry. My pussy was aching for it so so badly. My thighs squeezed his hips, legs dangling off the bed. Oh God...

"Are you going to answer me?" Henry's mouth twitched. "Because you've been rocking your hips against my hand for the last few minutes. Positive you don't want my cock to fill up your pussy?"

His casual tone made me whimper. My mind had been fading in and out after all of that edging and cumming. This was far more than I could physically handle to think straight. My earlier resolve was crumbling.

"Just the tip," I panted out, eyes darting to his glistening cock between my legs. Precum was already dripping. Henry hummed in satisfaction, realizing he had chipped down my walls. "There are condoms in my drawer." I pointed to the wood, growing severly impatient. "Hurry." Before I change my mind.

He didn't need me to say it twice. In a matter of seconds he had ripped the plastic and slid the mesh material down his cock--definitely a size too small.

"Tell me 'roommie' if you want to stop, okay?" His hands out their way to my thighs, spreading them further.

"Roomie?" I repeated, a bit grateful for his sense of humor despite the usual indifference he held. Before I could continue, warmth spread to my core as his tip pressed against me.

"Extremely wet, by the way," he mentioned, letting out a breathy groan as his thick cock entered me centimeter by centimeter, careful not to disturb the vibrator in me. I could tell he was struggling, feeling the vibrator directly against his tip.

His face was concentrated as I grasped my blankets, adjusting to the size difference from my usual bullet toys. I hated dildos; they never felt like the real thing, and they were always too slippery or too sticky. But this--this was what I needed. A real, throbbing, thick cock in my pussy.

Whimpers slipped from my lips as he roughly squeezed my thighs, controlling his slow tempo. "Oh my God. Henry." I had to close my eyes, hands flying to my mouth as his hips rolled. Feeling him stretch me out was incredible, but the worst part was how deep he was making the vibrator go inside of me--not painful, just right. It was like he'd done this before.

He hadn't said a word since he pushed it in, listening to my struggled breaths and moans. His hands found my ass, lifting it up at the edge of the bed and hitting higher.

"Henry." I searched for his eyes, biting back noises as I tried to understand his controlled expressions; he was avoiding my gaze. Was he enjoying this--I hoped? Or did he suddenly come back to reality? My stomach twisted in sudden regret and humiliation.

My roommate paused when he noticed the sudden shift in my tone, realizing he must've looked pissed from concentrating. "Hey sweetheart." His expression softened slightly, trying to reassure me, but it was clear he looked conflicted.

Sweetheart. My clit throbbed from his voice.

"You feel so incredibly good," he rasped out, admitting defeat. His eyes fluttered shut for a few moments, adam's apple bobbing up and down as he contemplated something.

He likes it. Relief ran down my body, relaxing against his cock again.

"Can you do me a favor though?" His voice was hoarse, looking down to me on the bed. I was already nodding, squirming under him, waiting for him to move again. "Let me see your tits too."

I let out a shaky breath, eyes trailing to my thin tank top, nipples hard against the fabric. Without saying a word, i grasped onto the straps of my top, tugging it down to expose my large breasts. Henry involuntarily groaned at the sight, his cock stiffening inside of me.

"I want to see them jiggle while I fuck you." His voice was sharp, restrained as he felt the vibrator buzzing inside me. The man leaned forward, his breath fanning my neck and sending a shiver down straight to my core again.

His hands found my exposed tits, giving them my nipples a soft pinch. "That's going to make me cum," I quickly protested, arms flying around his neck.

"I want you to feel you cum around my cock, sweetheart," Henry breathed out, his lips beginning to trail light kisses against my jaw. "I need you to."