"Unghh, oh god, please," he rasped, his rigid cock visibly teetering on the precipice of orgasm.
"Not yet, baby," she purred into his ear. "Not yet."
***
It had started as a drunken quarantine conversation. Lily and Steve had been roommates for about six months. She'd moved in right before the pandemic swept through their east coast city, thinking she'd stay only a couple of months as a transition to a new place. But once the virus shut everything down, she put her plans on hold and, frankly, Lily and Steve had been enjoying each other's company, particularly with no one else to socialize with. It was much better than spending their evenings alone.
Nothing sexual had happened between them in those six months, nor had they expected it to. But by July, they both felt more than a little sexually restless, with their somewhat steady dating lives having been interrupted for the better part of half a year. So the months of lockdown were interspersed with a handful of flirty comments here and there, but nothing beyond fun and innocent, if a little suggestive, banter. They both welcomed the diversion. After all, they were attractive 20-somethings who needed something to help them pass the time.
Whatever the lead-up, none of the comments that came before prepared them for Steve to blurt out—while they were in the middle of their second bottle of wine—"I don't think I've gone this long without sex since I was in high school."
Lily was taken aback, but not offended. She and Steve shared a good rapport, and four months of near-lockdown had led them to be pretty comfortable with one another.
"I know," Lily responded, her head buzzing with the swimming feeling brought on by the merlot. "You don't realize how much you miss that physical contact until it's gone for a while."
Steve gave Lily a knowing glance from his place on the couch. "Well, from what I can hear from my room, you're not missing out entirely," he said coyly. Lily's face flushed slightly, more in arousal than embarrassment.
Lily chuckled, "but it's not the same. I'm sure you feel the same way," she winked.
"It's really unbelievable," Steve said. "Taking care of myself barely takes the edge off anymore. I'm so horny all the time, that it's like I could get off without even touching it."
"Is that a challenge?" Lily said, trying her best to look firmly and sexily into Steve's eyes. She only realized after the words left her mouth what a risky phrase it was to say to a roommate that she was basically trapped with for the foreseeable future. . . . she could almost feel the potential awkwardness hanging in the air.
Now it was Steve's turn to blush, a reaction that immediately set Lily at ease, and caused more than a little warmth to build between her legs.
"What . . . do you mean?" Steve choked out, his hand reaching for the wine glass to soothe his suddenly dry throat.
Lily broke eye contact to glance purposefully at the crotch of Steve's jeans, which suddenly seemed to have shrunk a bit.
"I mean, I bet I can make you cum without ever touching your penis," Lily said bluntly. "Do you want to take me up on that challenge?"
Steve was way past the point of respecting the roommate dynamic, and only too happy to agree.
***
With only a slight bit of hesitancy, Steve removed his clothes until he was fully nude and standing before a fully clothed Lily in the middle of the living room. Yet, despite the slight burn of embarrassment from the newness of this encounter, Steve's cock pointed straight at Lily, already engorged from the thought of what was about to happen.
"One more thing," Lily mused, searching the room with her eyes. She rose from the couch and grabbed a black cloth face covering from the dining table, the same one she used whenever she left the house. She approached Steve quickly before positioning the mask over his eyes and slipping the elastic loops over his ears. The mask fit across Steve's eyes snugly yet comfortably, and ensured that he couldn't see a thing.
As she moved her hands from his head, Lily leaned in and gave Steve a quick peck on the cheek, causing a slight shiver to run through him. "Ready?" she asked?
Steve could only nod, his member now at full hardness.
Lily took Steve's hand and led him to an oversized chair, where she guided him into a sitting position. And then, just as quickly, Lily was gone, and Steve's body registered her absence immediately. He strained his ears to listen for her movements, but whatever she was doing she was doing in almost total silence. At that moment, Steve felt as though his whole world was the chair, the pitch-black void he was staring into and, of course, his rock-hard cock.
It must have been at least a few minutes that passed, but Steve would have been powerless to guess how many. But just when he thought that Lily might have been playing a trick on him, he felt her naked body slide down his back as she settled in behind him on the overstuffed chair.
Lily's legs were spread wide, going around Steve's back and nestling alongside his thighs. Steve could feel Lily pressed warmly against him, her breasts pressing into his upper back and her groin pressing snugly against the upper part of his ass. Lily grabbed Steve's arms and pulled them softly behind him, before guiding his hands around and underneath her thighs.
"Just to make sure you don't get too worked up and try to touch yourself," she teased.
With that, Lily let her hands snake to the front of Steve's chest, pulling him tightly against her. She let her head drop to his shoulder, hair falling softly across his upper back. The position allowed her a perfect view of Steve's now turgid penis, and left her lips directly against his ear.
"My, my, you weren't kidding, were you?" Lily asked rhetorically, watching Steve's cock sway untouched in the air. "You're so pent up after all this time that just feeling me against you makes you so ready to blow it, doesn't it?"
Steve could hear Lily's sultry voice in his ear, and could feel her breath falling in short, hot gasps on his neck between her words.
"Oh my god," Steve choked out, "I've never felt like this."
