Taboo

by JJPoland

Copyright© 2018 by JJPoland

Erotica Sex Story: Taboo itself is very intriguing. Something we can't have but we want

Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa   Romantic   Heterosexual   Fiction   Oral Sex   Petting   .

How many times you had the fantasies about girl you can’t have? Your dirty mind would draw pictures of you two in different places having wild sex. Well, I’ll tell you my story.

I am an average guy. Some girls think I’m hot, some are not. I don’t think so, but it’s not the point. One my friend has a roommate. She is hot. I don’t think any guy can say “no” if she would ask for sex. And I remember I gave promise to my friend that I will never think about sex with her. But isn’t taboo thoughts are the most exiting?

That evening we had wild party. Lot of people, beer and naked girls. Drunk girls are nasty to watch if they aren’t sexy. If they sexy they start to dance and you can’t resist watching. Next morning is the toughest. Sleepy people are everywhere. Trash and dirt are everywhere. I went to kitchen to make some coffee and there I saw her. When girl is half sleepy it’s sexiest thing ever. She looks at you with innocent look, and you want just grab her, pin to the wall and slowly stick inside. Girl of my dream was wearing little cotton shorts and silky Tank-top. Did I mention she had an amazing body? Every time when silky cloth would touch her body I could see lines of her curves. She was mumbling something tried to find things in a kitchen. I didn’t know what to do. Keep hiding and watching or appear and start talking. I choose second, I don’t know why. I walked towards her.

“Hi, why you don’t sleep this early in the morning?” She turned around and looked at me.

“Hi, I don’t know. Next to the room I slept in was snoring guy. I don’t think I ever closed my eyes. I am almost ready to kill him. So sleepy right now. Why are you awake?”

“I am morning bird. Always wake up early.” I tried do not pay attention to lines of her curves. Silky tank was torture to watch. Didn’t hide anything.

She kept opening different drawers and looking for something. I wanted to help, but on other hand enjoyed watching her. She was tall, but not tall enough to open last drawer on top. I hold my breath when she stepped on her toes and tried to reach the shelf. The picture was killing. Her silky top half opened her perfect breasts, and line of her waist was so seductive that I forgot how to breath. Hard as hell I came to her, and easily opened the drawer. Filters for coffee were there. “I don’t know who put it there, but here we go.” I took the filters and looked at her. “You want it or I can do coffee for us two?” She looked at me, and then her look went down to my lips, “First, I think you shouldn’t be that close to me. Second, it’s a crime to be so sexy.” I looked at her with light shock. Why in the world she would say something like that? She thinks I’m sexy?

“Umm, I don’t know what to say, but I gave promise to my friend which is your brother, I can’t think about you in a sexual way.”

She didn’t move her body and it was few inches between us. Instead, her finger drew light line on my chest.

“So, you gonna make coffee for me?” Her finger teased me so badly.

“Yes. How do you want it?” I swallowed very loud.

“Well, usually I like it hard and all the way, with light cream.” Her finger kept drawing different lines on my chest, moving down. I caught her finger and stopped it.

“Please, don’t do it. You know I can’t. I promised.”

“Do you like it shaved or trimmed?” Her hands slightly moved her little cotton shorts just enough to drive me crazy.

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