Renting out a room

Her voice left no room for argument and my feverish brain wasn't capable of making rational decisions. If I had to lick her pussy and make her cum before she'd let me have the orgasm I so urgently needed, I'd do it. I'd give her the best head job I knew how and I thought it wouldn't take long anyway. I'd gone down on Evelyn a lot over the last few months, just because she needed sex as much as I did. Even if I couldn't cum, my wife could, and I'd always wanted to please her. She could be a little demanding as well, but Eve was nothing like Stacy. This girl owned me for the moment.

I did as she told me, getting on my knees near the side of the bed, and Stacy lifted her long smooth legs, putting them over my shoulders. I stared at her black panties and saw something there, something unmistakable beneath the silk and lace. I didn't understand. My mind was rebelling against the impossibly obvious and I just narrowed my eyes, as if trying to focus on a mirage.

"That's it, Baby Bear. I've got something special for you." Stacy giggled, pulling her panties to the side. "You're going to make me feel real good now, aren't you?"

I felt my heart hammering and goosebumps broke out on my skin as I was confronted with an obscenely large and very hard cock. It was bigger than mine, longer and thicker, and dark with Stacy's excitement. The shaft was heavily veined and the smooth glans glistened with her precum. This girl, this beautiful college coed was a…Man? I fought for air and might have felt nauseas, but my stomach was already so knotted up with my need for sex that I couldn't tell the difference. I felt confused and frightened and excited all at once. I'd never been with a man. I'd never wanted to. I was straight as an arrow and utterly bland in my sexual fantasies. This went beyond the pale, but Stacy only smiled and pulled my face towards her swollen penis and cum filled balls.