When the events described here happened, I was 25 and renting an apartment with another girl my age. We became close friends, and over time, she started to let her little brother spend more and more time here. The kid made great company and was super cute, so having him around was more of a pleasure than a curse. Though he was a bit too young for me, being only 18, I wanted to fuck his brains out and fantasized about him nightly. Maybe it was because I hadn't had a boyfriend in a long time or maybe my dildo was just not enough for me anymore, either way, I desperately wanted this kid.
He was very cute, and being 18, had very much developed an adult body, though his face still retained a boyish glow. He was deliciously chubby, with broad shoulders, and had long, dark hair – something I adore on a man; he had the cutest smile and a good sense of humour beyond his age; basically, I was lusting after him like mad, and I wasn't shy about showing it. I'd dress more revealingly when he was around, showing off my ass in short shorts, letting him see my sizeable cleavage in low cut shirts, but he was too shy to show me he liked it. I could tell he stared at me, though, and even felt a bulge a few times when I hugged him too closely, but it seems like he was never daring enough to make a move. I was becoming more and more frustrated, both with him and sexually, and this is what caused me to take matters into my own hands when the perfect opportunity presented itself.
It happened when I came home one day to find him sitting on the couch with his laptop, presumably watching porn, and masturbating. I came in quietly, and he was on an angle, so didn't directly see me when I came in, so I finally got to perv at him at my will. He had kept his clothes on, but his cock was out, and when I saw it, I knew I had to do him now. It was huge, at least 7 inches but possibly more, and had to be as thick as my wrist. I needed to feel that inside me at all costs, and I could feel my pussy moistening just at the thought of it. I shut the door loudly in an effort to get his attention while turning around as to not scare him too much. I heard him instantly spin around and fumble about, presumably stuffing that huge cock back into his pants. I couldn't help myself,
"What were you just doing?"
"Nothing, just listening to music." He sounded nervous, his breathing still slightly irregular. Oh God I wanted him. I giggled a little and glanced at the bulge still visible through his pants,
"Oh, I know you were doing more than that," he caught me looking and blushed a little,
"No, I wasn't. What do you think I was doing?" Was he finally playing along? If he was, I'm not one to let a kid win.
"You had your dick out and were stroking it like mad, I saw you put it away as I came in."