Under Pressure

?I can?t believe I?ve overslept again. Binge-watching shows with you all night is gonna get me fired. I better hustle if I want to make my bus. Try to stay out of trouble today, okay?? Adam joked, winking as he flashed his adorable dimples. ?Oh, I?m always trouble, with or without you.? ?You?re a bad influence on me, Jenny. How do I look?? he questioned, rushing on his black biker boots. ?Like you need to ask? Honestly, you look like you just crawled out of bed after an orgy.?One I?d gladly be in.Adam chuckled. ?Good thing that?s the look I?m going for.? Adam flexed his biceps as he slowly ran his fingers through his thick jet black hair. ?Better?? Fuck, me. ?You?re such a goof,? I replied, shooing him towards the door. Adam grabbed his worn-out black leather jacket off the hook of the Home Sweet Home plaque and whipped it on. ?All right. I?m outta here. Farewell, me fair Lady,? Adam blurted with a fake British accent.?Farewell, me Lord.? I curtsied, breaking out into a giggle.Adam grinned and gave me one last wink before closing the door behind him. The scent of leather and patchouli quickly faded as I locked the bolt.My stomach fluttered when he smiled. I don?t know how I lucked out in the roommate jackpot, but I?m not complaining. Adam is pure perfection on so many levels. He?s charming, great in the kitchen, has a kind heart, and he?s funny. Oh, and to top it off, he?s fucking gorgeous. I?d let him tap my ass in a heartbeat.Now that Adam had left, I could focus on getting ready before my friend Steph arrived. I scurried down the hallway towards the washroom, stripping off my pajamas along the way. I shimmied out of my satin panties and closed the bathroom door istanbul travesti behind me. I carefully removed the elastic band holding up my ponytail and ran my fingers through the knotted strands of golden sun-kissed hair.I ripped back the shower curtain and cranked on the silver taps. After adjusting the temperature, I tugged the diverter valve and stepped into the tranquil flowing water.This is nice.The gentle rainfall from the detachable showerhead quickly worked its magic.Not a minute went by under the calming spray before perverted visions of Adam flashed across my mind.What the hell? Get out of my head, Adam!My imagination was unusually wild at times, but these thoughts were extremely pornographic. This wasn?t having vanilla sex on a rainy Sunday morning thought. Nor was it having sex on the third date kind of thought. This was a hardcore fourth stall in a public washroom x-rated movie playing in my head. I?d caught a glimpse of Adam?s well-endowed cock many times in the past. It was usually after a fuckfest with a bar slut. He?d strut out of his room naked and head to the kitchen for something to eat. It never fazed him that I saw his freshly used semi-erect penis hanging out. He didn?t care if I heard his animalistic grunting and his headboard banging against the wall either. Come to think of it, I hadn?t heard him depleting our damage deposit in months.Feeling incredibly hot and bothered, I desperately needed to cool down. I adjusted the water to a lukewarm setting. That oughta do it.I hopelessly tried to forget my savage desires for Adam, but my thoughts grew more perverse. I attempted to focus on his face rather than his cock. My mind travesti istanbul wandered back to the sweet dimples he flashed as he headed out the door. It always felt like he was flirting, especially when he flexed for me. I?m sure he knew his teasing enticed me. But I couldn?t dwell on it, I had to hurry and get washed.I submerged my head under the invigorating waterfall and reached over to the edge of the tub for my favourite coconut-scented shampoo. I twisted off the cap, squirted a blob of it into my palm and worked it into my hair. A refreshing tropical aroma took over the shower.Hmm, it?s like a Hawaiian vacation. Nice.While the shampoo sat in my hair, I pumped out a lime body wash over my mesh sponge and lathered the soap into my arms, chest and stomach. The citrus-scented suds trailed down my body and over my erect nipples. Paradise on a nude beach with Adam. Stop it. Steph?s going to be here soon. I closed my eyes, rinsed my hair then applied my conditioner before moving on to washing my legs. As I caressed the scrub puff into my inner thighs, the pleasant sensation had me wanting more for my aching pussy.I unhooked the extended shower hose from the wall and turned the dial to the pulsating massage setting. It had always helped me relax in more ways than one. Visions of Adam drilling me from behind like a back-alley whore had me confused and sexually frustrated. I couldn't get him out of my head.While Adam performed mind-blowing things to me in my mind, I lowered the wand to rinse the soap from my pussy. A forceful shot of lukewarm water hit my clit, sending tingles throughout my deserted body. It seemed like an eternity since I last istanbul travestileri had an orgasm, and it only reminded me I hadn't had actual sex in over a year. If I made it fast, I could take care of myself before Steph came over. I kept the jet on my clit and took a deep breath. Oh, yes.Less than a minute had gone by when I thought I heard the phone ringing.Fuck!I dropped the hose in the tub and scurried to pull back the curtain. I stepped out of the shower and listened for another ring. The fine blonde hairs on my arms stood on end and my teeth chattered in the crisp air.Fuck this.I felt silly standing there waiting for something that could've been all in my head. Perhaps it was paranoia setting in because I was trying to get myself off. Whoever was calling could leave a message.As I stepped back into the tub, I accidentally knocked over the open bottle of shampoo, barely missing my toes. The creamy white contents oozed out of the container and my thoughts went straight to jizz. Hot, fresh, jizz.Oh, what I?d do for a fully loaded stiff cock to choke on.I cautiously bent over and picked up the phallic-shaped bottle and cap with one hand and the showerhead with the other. I gave the bottom of the bathtub a blast, rinsing away the slick hazardous spill down the drain. I screwed the cap back on the bottle and hesitated as I set it back on the shelf. The smooth mushroom head shape of the cap caught my attention. I blankly stared at the container, and for a brief moment contemplated sticking it where the sun didn?t shine.Naw. I can?t do that. That?s too raunchy.As tempted as I was, I just couldn?t go through with it.I turned up the heat of the water to warm up and wondered if I still had time to play. Either way, my pussy still had soap on it. I aimed the nozzle upwards and spread open my legs. As I rubbed my fingers through my neatly trimmed bush, the stream hit me at a perfect angle, sending a buzzing excitement to my clit.