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My girlfriend Amy?s nipples never got hard during sex until the day she realized that her roommate Jason had probably heard us going at it. She went to the bathroom right after I finished cumming, like she always did. I used some tissues to clean my own mess from my hand then lay down on her bed to relax. She returned to the room, wearing my running shorts and a t-shirt, because she didn?t like to remain naked after sex?not even if we kept lying in bed for a while?and slipped under the covers. ?Okay?I think Jason could have heard us,? she whispered. Her voice sounded like she felt a bit delighted from naughtiness, and she was slightly holding back a grin. We had thought Jason was gone for the night and never heard him come back in. Not that we were loud, but we talked during sex, and if he was gone we didn?t bother to shut the door all the way. Amy isn?t a knockout looker. Her face and hair are kind of plain, and she wears some pretty nerdy looking glasses. But her skin is plump and smooth everywhere, and her body is fit. I could never hope for a better girlfriend. She was a shy and reserved girl, especially when it came to sex. She had waited until she was 21 to lose her virginity, same age as I did, except her first time was from a short fling before me, and mine was with her. She had never reached an orgasm during sex, and like I said, even though she assured me she liked sex, her nipples were always disappointingly soft and flat, all the time. So, as we debated whether or not Jason might have heard us, I saw that her nipples were so stiff that they put an imprint into the shirt. And she was sort of rubbing her thighs. I didn?t point out how different she was from her normal after-sex mood. If I had, she might have felt embarrassed. Although she was reserved about sex, there was a little exhibitionist tendency in her that needed to be tenderly cared for, and I was tuning into it. I brushed my hand across her tits. Sure enough, her nipples remained stiff. Soon enough she was naked again, and for the first time ever, we were having sex twice in a row ? not to mention she was more turned on than ever. As she held back all her moaning, I purposely made more noise than necessary by humming loudly and shaking the bed. With each extra bit of noise, she breathed more deeply and tightened her grip on me. Then she did something completely unusual. She bit my neck, then hummed loudly when she was done. I pulled out and jizzed in my hand, like she always made me do. Even though she was on birth control, we were extra cautious. ?What was that bite for?? I asked her. ?I bit you?? ?You didn?t notice you were biting me?? She laughed. ?Sorry I just?? she exhaled a deep breath. ?That was really good.? ?Did you orgasm?? She smiled and nodded. A minute later she was in the bathroom again. I had a big grin on my face as I stared at the ceiling in a half daze. ?Thank you, Jason,? I whispered to myself. It had never seemed strange to anyone that Amy and Jason lived together. Karşıyaka escort bayan She was a quiet, nerdy girl, and he was more of a jock, two years older than her, and always hooking up with blonde sorority girls. They had known each other since they were both Freshmen, and when the time came for them to move out of the dorms, their decision to live together panned out naturally. They got along just fine, like brother and sister, and I never felt jealous because there was obviously no sexual attraction between them. No sexual attraction, that was, until Amy?s orgasm. And still, for some reason, I didn?t feel jealous. In fact, I felt excited to explore her kink even more. Any time Jason was home and we were lounging around in her room, I made advances on her and she always responded with thrill and excitement. If I made a little noise with her bed ? maybe even let the headboard ?accidentally? bang against the wall a couple of times ? she would pretend to get flustered then quickly lose control of herself and slip into a lengthy orgasm. I would study her facial expressions closely during these moments when she had her eyes squeezed shut and breathed heavily. Was she getting off to the thought of Jason in the other room? Maybe she was imagining him slipping his cock out of his shorts and stroking it as he carefully listened to us. Or maybe this was all in my head. Maybe I was discovering a fetish about myself more so than in her. As our sex life heated up and our passionate nights became more frequent, I realized this wasn?t a game of discovering Amy?s exhibitionism. I was gaining my own excitement by the thought of actually pissing off Jason, being so loud in the bedroom that he would be driven to bang on the door and yell at us to quiet down. Then the door swings open because it was never shut all the way to begin with, and he stands there for a moment, watching us go at it. I couldn?t believe I was thinking about this. I wasn?t gay or interested in Jason, but a part of me was hoping that somehow we?d all end up in a threesome that could drive Amy wild. But Jason would never be into it. Most of the time he wasn?t even friendly with me around the apartment. Eventually he started to take off whenever Amy and I were in the apartment together, claiming he needed to study or was going to grab a beer with someone. As Amy started to realize he was avoiding us, she slumped back into her less sexualized state, where it was impossible to get her to orgasm. We still hadn?t spoken openly about the fact that we were horny as hell when he was around. But I finally decided to bring the topic up. During sex, of course. We were going on four nights of lovemaking without her getting an orgasm. We got into the moment in our usual way, with me starting all the foreplay and her being passive. As I leaned forward and began to thrust into her with more effort, I started talking. ?Is this gonna give you what you need, girl?? She smiled. Escort bornova Of course it was a bit awkward. A normal sort of dirty talk never came off right from a guy like me. But it could work if it got her thinking about Jason. ?I bet Jason always leaves because you?re so distracting to him when we?re fucking,? I said. ?When he hears your little moans, his dick starts getting hard, and he can?t get his mind off you.? Immediately her facial expression shifted into something sultry and more dazed. She wanted to hear more. ?He wants to fuck you, but he knows he needs to get that out of his mind, because you?re his roommate. He never realized until now that his roommate is such a horny little girl.? I was saying so many words that I had to slow my thrusting down to catch my breath. It didn?t matter, because the dirty talk was working wonders on her! ?Yeah?? she said, wanting to hear more. ?Hell yeah. He?s so tempted to make you his dirty little slut for a night.? ?Oh yeah.? She whispered, and she was rushed into an intense orgasm. ?He wants to make you cum harder than you?ve ever cum before,? I said, right as she hit her peak. Those words made her release a moan that rang throughout the apartment, and my own orgasm surged up so quickly that the first two squirts went inside her, then I pulled out and finished cumming in my hand. After she calmed down, she rolled over on the bed to face me. ?Where did all that talk come from?? I shrugged. ?I don?t know. I thought maybe you?d get off on the idea of fucking your roommate.? She couldn?t deny it because of the orgasm she had just been driven to, but she couldn?t put her confusion into words. After a long pause on the bed, she got up to go to the bathroom. ?I don?t know,? she said, while looking for some clothes. ?Look, he?s a hot guy, okay? Every girl thinks about something like that every now and then. I don?t like him.? ?Hey, it?s fine with me,? I said. ?Obviously.? ?Why? Do you want me to fuck him?? ?No? I don?t think so. Just, maybe a threesome?? ?He would never do that.? She looked down at her legs. ?Ugh! Benny, did you cum in me?? ?I might have. A little.? ?Don?t!? She gave me a grim look. ?Okay?? ?Okay!? I held my hands up to feign my innocence. ?I couldn?t help it? Sorry if your orgasms drive me wild.? ?That?s fine. Just pull your dick out when it happens, okay? It can?t be that hard to do.? She stormed off to the bathroom. Hearing that attitude come out of her almost made my dick get hard once again. She had never raised her voice at me like that, not even a hint. But from that moment on, some sort of fire had been lit in her. With a new found confidence in herself as a desirable woman to Jason, things started changing pretty quickly between us, and between her and Jason too. The next day was a Friday, and I didn?t have class until the afternoon. Amy was lucky enough to have a schedule with no classes on Fridays. We made a small breakfast and hung out in the üçyol escort kitchen. Jason came in and, as usual, didn?t address us. Instead, Amy got his attention, and talked to him with a spark to her mood. She got him to sit down and eat some food. ?So what are you doing today?? she asked him. ?Gonna hit the gym, then class at 2:00.? ?You guys wanna go to the pool?? ?Pool?? I said. ?That sounds great, actually,? Jason said. ?Isn?t it still a bit cold outside for that?? ?We don?t have to swim,? Amy said. ?Let?s just hang out together.? She looked at Jason. ?Especially you. You?ve been a ghost around here the past couple of weeks.? He smiled at her. ?Have I? I wonder why.? ?What? Studying for finals?? He nodded. ?That?s exactly right. Finals are so rough.? Were they flirting with each other right before my eyes? ?Come on. Let?s go to the pool for a couple of hours.? She said, trying to get us pepped up. ?I don?t even have a swimsuit,? I said. ?Ey! Benny, stop making excuses.? Jason said. ?I?ll loan you one.? Ten minutes later we were on the layout chairs, and no one else was around. Amy and Jason had a couple of cokes and I had my second mug of coffee. They were laying out, soaking up some rays, while I tried to read but mostly listened in on their conversation. It was early May, barely warm enough to consider swimming. But my main problem with swimming pools is that a guy is expected to take his shirt off. Not that I?m overweight, but I?m a good bit pudgy in some places. I had caught a glance at Jason?s smooth, sculpted chest when he took his shirt off. It was quite out of character for Amy to suggest going to the pool. She only had one swim suit, which was a modest bikini, enough to show off her body. She never cared to be outdoors, a fact made obvious by the paleness of her skin. But I guess she knew Jason loved being out there. A few minutes later, he was messing with her, pretending he was about to nudge her in the pool when she went to check the temperature of the water. And she played back. ?No!? she yelled. ?You?re the one that dragged us out here!? ?I?m gonna get in slowly.? ?Like, maybe this slowly?? He wrapped his arms around her and lifted her a couple of feet off the ground. As she flailed around, laughing, he took her into the pool with him, and her cute little squeal was muffled by the splash. They resurfaced and kept playing with each other, both splashing and laughing about how cold the water felt. Or rather, Amy complained about how cold the water felt, and Jason teased her, saying, ?This was your idea.? Amy was so feisty with him that he noticed her unusual mood. ?What has gotten into you today?? He said, sounding amazed. ?You?ve never in your life been half this aggressive.? To my own surprise, I was enjoying watching every minute of them flirting together. Jason swam up to the edge near me and told me to come in the pool. ?Is it cold?? I asked him. ?Oh, don?t be a pussy. If Amy can handle it, you can.? I eased up to the edge of the pool so I could stick a foot in. Jason splashed me lightly. ?Feel alright?? He splashed me over and over, each time saying, ?Does it? Does it?? I stood still, waiting for him to stop. ?Okay,? I said. ?Then get in.? With that, he threw a huge splash at me, and instantly my book, still in my hand, was soaked.