The fourth season of Preacher’s Daughter had just dropped. April was settled in for a bingefest. She had sandwiches, chips, and bottled water.
Then Jordan opened the door and hurried Brian into the room. In college, roommates were a necessary evil. They had learned early on to put up a dry-erase board for to avoid scheduling overlaps. Preacher’s Daughter was on there. April was welcome to watch with her, but bringing a date was pushing it.
Then Jordan spoke. “What are you doing here? Aren’t you supposed to be watching that on the basement television?”
Uh-oh. Last season, April and some fellow fans had watched in the basement. She had decided to do her own thing this time. Maybe she’d forgotten to mention that to Jordan. April checked the schedule board. Underneath Preacher’s Daughter was Jordan’s smaller letters saying, ‘Payment to Brian.’
“Damnit. What should we do?” By tomorrow, everybody would be discussing Preacher’s Daughter. Postponing was not really an option unless she wanted to risk spoilers for the entire season. But Jordan had a stronger claim on the mecidiyeköy escort room. For some reason, she owed Brian some sex. Privacy was a must.
But Jordan was not a shy person, nor stingy. “Hey Brian, do you mind if April stays? She is totally focused on her show. She won’t be paying attention to us. If we’re quiet, we can share the space.”
Brian seemed surprised but made no objection. Some people like an audience. Maybe Brian was one of them. Whatever his thoughts on the matter, the compromise seemed agreeable. The lights went out. Brian and Jordan undressed, and April resumed her show.
But the fucking didn’t immediately begin. Though they spoke in whispers, April couldn’t help but hear them arguing. “Just a blowjob? That wasn’t the bargain. I painted your dad’s whole house. You said I could fuck you five times as payment, did you not?”
“The 24/7 was closed. You know that. The girl said it was their inventory night. Neither of us has a car or a condom and I’m not on the Pill. So a blowjob is what I’m offering. Take şişli escort it or leave it.”
Brian took it. The whispers were replaced by the slurping sounds of a dick sliding back and forth through lips.
She hadn’t intended to, but April couldn’t help but glance over. And then glance again. And then took a longer look. Neither of them noticed her watching them. Jordan had her attention fixed firmly on the cock she was sucking. Brian had his eyes closed.
April almost forgot about Preacher’s Daughter. The cable show had plenty of nudity, which April appreciated, but outside of French movies, a penis penetrating a mouth was still reserved to pure porn. April slipped her fingers down and fingered herself to a subtle orgasm as she watched Jordan blowing Brian.
“Please,” Brian begged.
“Are you ready to come?” Jordan asked. “Go ahead.”
“No. Please let me put it in. Just for a moment.”
“You mean in my pussy?”
“Yes. Please.”
Jordan was silent for a moment, then said. “Promise you won’t come and you can wet your dick. But that’s it. In, then out. And I don’t like the taste of pussy, so no more blowjob. You’ll have to finish in a tissue.”
Brian agreed. April discreetly watched, munching popcorn as they changed positions. Jordan got on her back and spread her legs in invite. Brian mounted her and slid himself inside. April hid her grin at her roommate’s grunt. Jordan was enjoying this as much as Brian was. That noise meant she was about to orgasm.
They remained almost motionless. Brian savored the embrace of pussy on his cock. And Jordan simply enjoyed his presence. But April was waiting for her to give him the go-ahead. Her conscience would be bothering her. If she had promised him sex, it seemed cruel to make him stop before climax.
But the solution was a surprise. “April?” Jordan called out.
“Mmm?” April pretended to be involved in her show.
“You’re on birth control, right? Is it okay if Brian comes inside you? I’ll owe you big time.”
Shocked, April could only agree. “Okay. I guess.”
A minute later, the show was paused, April was on her hands and knees with her sweatpants pulled down, and Brian was pushing his way into her. It felt remarkably good. Although she was pretty sure she’d hidden it from her roommate, April had her own orgasm as Brian filled her pussy with seed.