Caught Jerking Off to Roommate's Selfies

I was supposed to be studying, but the faint sound of shuffling from her room pulled my attention away from my textbook. The door was slightly ajar, just enough for me to catch a glimpse of her. Kelly. My roommate. My distraction. She was sitting on her bed, her phone in hand, head tilted slightly as she scrolled through her gallery. I couldn’t see the screen, but I didn’t need to. I already knew what she was doing—sending pictures to her boyfriend.

My heart started pounding as I watched her adjust the angle of her phone, her lips pursing as she took a selfie. She leaned back, her tank top riding up just enough to reveal the curve of her stomach, the soft swell of her hips. Her fingers brushed against the side of her thigh, and I felt myself growing hard just watching her. She was teasing herself, I could tell. And I couldn’t look away.

I shifted in my chair, trying to focus on my work, but it was impossible. My mind kept drifting back to her. The way her lips parted slightly as she breathed, the way her chest rose and fell with each breath. My hand moved instinctively to my lap, fingers brushing against the growing bulge in my pants. Fuck. I couldn’t help it. I unzipped my jeans slowly, pulling my cock out and stroking it in time with the rhythmic movements of her hand.

She shifted on the bed, her fingers trailing down her stomach, disappearing beneath the waistband of her shorts. My breath caught as I realized what she was doing. She wasn’t just taking pictures—she was touching herself. The thought sent a jolt of electricity through me, and I gripped my cock tighter, stroking faster. “Fuck, Kelly,” I muttered under my breath, my eyes glued to her every move.

She must’ve heard me because her head snapped up, her eyes locking onto mine through the crack in the door. Her cheeks flushed red, and she quickly pulled her hand out of her shorts, sitting up straight. “What the fuck are you doing?” she spat, her voice sharp with anger.

I froze, my hand still wrapped around my cock. Shit. Shit. “I… I’m sorry,” I stammered, quickly pulling my hand away and trying to cover myself with my textbook. “I didn’t mean to… I just…”

“You just what? Decided to jerk off to me? Are you fucking serious?” She stood up, storming over to the door and yanking it open. Her chest was heaving, her eyes blazing with fury. “Do you have any idea how fucking creepy that is? I’m telling my boyfriend.”

Panic surged through me. “Wait, Kelly, please,” I begged, standing up and holding my hands out in front of me. “I’m sorry, okay? I didn’t mean to… I just… fuck, you’re so fucking beautiful, and I couldn’t help myself.”

She crossed her arms over her chest, her glare unwavering. “That’s not an excuse. You’re seriously messed up, you know that?”

I stepped closer, my heart pounding in my chest. “I know. I’m sorry. Please, just… don’t tell him. I’ll do anything. Just… let me make it up to you.”

She looked down, her eyes narrowing as she noticed the tent in my pants. Her lips parted slightly, and for a moment, I thought she was going to punch me. But then she stepped closer, her breath warm against my skin. “Make it up to me?” she repeated, her voice low and dangerous. “How exactly do you plan on doing that?”

I swallowed hard, my cock throbbing painfully in my pants. “Whatever you want,” I said, my voice trembling. “Just… tell me what you want.”

She stared at me for what felt like an eternity before finally speaking. “Take your clothes off,” she demanded, her voice cold and commanding.

I hesitated for a moment before quickly obeying, pulling my shirt over my head and shoving my jeans down my legs. I stood there in front of her, completely exposed, my cock standing at attention. She looked me up and down, her eyes lingering on my crotch.

“Get on the bed,” she ordered, pointing to her mattress.

I did as I was told, my heart racing as I climbed onto the bed and lay back against the pillows. She followed me, crawling onto the bed and straddling my hips. Her hands moved to the hem of her tank top, and she pulled it over her head, revealing her naked breasts. They were perfect—full and heavy, her nipples hard and begging for attention.

I reached up to touch her, but she slapped my hand away. “You don’t get to touch me,” she snapped, her eyes boring into mine. “This is about me. You’re going to do exactly what I say. Got it?”

I nodded, my cock twitching painfully beneath her. She smirked, clearly enjoying the power she had over me. She leaned forward, her breasts brushing against my chest as she kissed me hard, her tongue forcing its way into my mouth. I moaned against her lips, my hands gripping the sheets to keep from touching her.

She pulled away suddenly, sitting back on my hips and grinding against my cock. I groaned, my hips bucking up instinctively, but she pressed her hands against my chest, holding me down. “Stay still,” she commanded, her voice sharp.

I obeyed, my body trembling with anticipation as she reached down and wrapped her fingers around my cock. She stroked me slowly, her eyes locked on mine as she teased the tip with her thumb. “This is what you wanted, isn’t it?” she murmured, her voice dripping with mockery. “You wanted to jerk off to me. Well, here I am. Look at me.”

I couldn’t look away if I tried. She was fucking mesmerizing, her body moving in perfect rhythm as she stroked me. Her free hand cupped her breast, her fingers pinching her nipple as she continued to tease me. “You like that?” she whispered, her voice soft and seductive. “You like watching me touch myself?”

I nodded, my breath coming in short gasps as she tightened her grip on my cock. “Yes,” I choked out, my hips twitching beneath her. “Fuck, Kelly, you’re so fucking hot.”

Her lips curved into a cruel smile, her hand moving faster. “Tell me how much you want me,” she demanded, her voice low and commanding. “Beg for it.”

I didn’t need to be told twice. “Please,” I begged, my voice trembling with desperation. “Please, Kelly, I need you. I need to feel you. Fuck, I’m gonna cum if you don’t stop.”

She laughed, the sound sending a shiver down my spine. “You’re not cumming yet,” she said, leaning forward and pressing her lips to my ear. “Not until I say so.”

Her hand moved faster, her fingers tightening around my cock as she stroked me relentlessly. I could feel the pressure building inside me, my balls tightening as I fought to hold back. “Kelly, please,” I begged, my voice breaking. “I can’t… I’m gonna…”

“Not yet,” she hissed, her lips brushing against my ear. “You’re going to wait until I’m ready.”

She shifted her hips, her hand leaving my cock as she positioned herself above me. Her fingers moved to her shorts, pulling them down her legs and tossing them aside. She was completely naked now, her body exposed and glistening with sweat. She reached between her legs, her fingers sliding through her wetness as she stroked herself. “You want this, don’t you?” she whispered, her fingers circling her clit. “You want to fuck me.”

I nodded, my body trembling with need. “Yes,” I choked out, my voice barely above a whisper. “Please, Kelly, I need to feel you.”

She smirked, her fingers still teasing her clit as she looked down at me. “Then take it,” she said, her voice cold and commanding. “Fuck me.”

I didn’t need to be told twice. My hands gripped her hips as I thrust up into her, my cock sinking deep inside her wet heat. She moaned, her body arching as she rode me, her hands gripping my chest for support. “That’s it,” she whispered, her voice breathless. “Fuck me. Make me cum.”

I obeyed, my hips moving faster as I thrust into her, my cock hitting her deepest spot with every stroke. Her moans grew louder, her body trembling as she rode me harder. “Fuck, yes,” she gasped, her nails digging into my skin. “Just like that. Don’t stop.”

I didn’t dare. My body was on fire, every nerve ending alight as I fucked her with everything I had. Her walls clenched around me, her body tightening as she came, her juices soaking my cock. I could feel my own orgasm building, my balls tightening as I fought to hold on. “Kelly, I’m gonna…”

“Cum,” she commanded, her voice sharp and demanding. “Cum inside me.”

That was all it took. My body exploded, my cock pulsing as I filled her with my seed. Her body rode me through it, her fingers digging into my chest as she milked every last drop from me. When it was over, she collapsed on top of me, her breath hot against my skin.

“You’re mine now,” she whispered, her voice low and dangerous. “Remember that.”