Margot - Episode 2

When I lived for a few months in my current apartment I met Gregory. He's not the kind of guy who makes your head turn, but he's nice and has a very unassuming way of life. I've never heard him talk about an employer, but he seems to somehow make money. His sister lives with him, which is possible due to the extra room in his place.

I'm not going to bore you with any dull talk about our first encounter. Gregory has a habit of just walking by and coming over for a chatter. He's a talker and his unusual way of living has a certain platonic charm. There isn't a chance in hell we will every become romantically involved. I simply do not want his pecker anywhere near my vagina. But somehow one night we watched porn after a James Bond movie. We both were drowsy and careless. Our arousal was quickly out of control and he was stroking his crotch. It was a hot night so we didn't wear much clothing. He simply came in barefoot with swimshorts and a heavily washed t-shirt. I was in my knickers and tank top. Not even wearing a bra.

Gregory wasn't very successful in hiding his arousal and he was clever enough to register the hard nobs in my tank top. I couldn't hold my laugh any longer. "You've got the hots for those 2 girls, don't you?" He wasn't shy, only alerted, looked me straight in the eyes and pushed his shorts down. He made himself comfortable on the couch and stroked his manhood. Teasing, maybe a bit provocative. I stood up, left the room and returned with some lube. Gregory looked almost anxious. His hand was still holding his manhood, but not moving. "Come on, don't be a killjoy, keep on going!", I whispered. Spraying some lube on his tip. He thankfully spread it over his glans and I made my hand slippery and lowered my panties. Without saying anything we pleasured ourselves next to each other. 

Of course I registered his movements. How his glans became a deeper shade of purple. His breath more erratic and louder. I realised how much I enjoyed his noises. I forgot about the channel on screen and listened to his breath, while circling my most sensitive spot. The rush of blood through my body, the warmth between my legs. I ignored my upper body, just circling and spreading my lips a bit. Feeling the moistening, bringing me closer.

I regret my lack of knowledge about male bodily functions. I couldn't figure out which point of arousal Gregory had reached. To be honest he didn't seem to be much aware of me, his eyes fixated on the screen. 

At one moment a woman reached a squirting orgasm. This brought Gregory over the edge, his back and bottom rocking, he spurted his stuff on his stomach. Somehow I registered the short range of the white stuff, dribbling down. I handed him two tissues, which he grabbed. Almost immediately he left the room. Leaving me to wonder, whether I lost a friend or deepened a friendship. 

Before going to bed I took a shower and gave myself the wanted deep, satisfying orgasm. I even felt the flowing of liquids on my thigh. A quick rinse and toweling made me ready for my resting place and I succumbed into a dreamless sleep.