"That was awesome, now it's my turn. If you think seeing me coming out of the shower is enough to get you going, wait until I show you this."
Not that I would balk for a second at seeing her play with herself but I couldn't, wouldn't let her know that I jack off all the time watching her finger herself. What I hadn't seen yet or anticipated was what she did next.
Sliding her hand back down her leg, she scooped up the remaining ropes of cum and planted her cum soaked fingers right onto her dripping cunt. Not that she needed anymore lube on her already saturated gash, she smeared my jizz all over her pussy, parting her lips and massaging her very erect clit.
Even though I had just released a load that had been brewing for the last couple of hours, amazingly, my spent dick jumped back to life as if it had been hit with a defibrillator.
I instinctively reached back for my now growing penis and as soon as I had wrapped my hand around my still somewhat flaccid shaft, Heather stopped cold.
With her finger still buried between her folds, she said, "nope, you can't touch yourself, it's my turn. You just sit there and watch."
Again disappointed, I released my member and sat back as instructed and continued to watch Heather fuck herself. But before she started back in on herself, she pulled her very wet finger from it's sheath, raised it to her lips and proceeded to clean the jizz mixed with her own juice from them.
My only thought was, who the heck is this person and what did she do with my roommate.
With fingers now clean of our combined fluids, she started her slow journey back down to her beautiful mound, stopping briefly on her breast's where she twisted and pulled on her erect nipples.
"Do you like this," she asked not really needing an answer. My now rock hard dick standing at full attention was conformation enough.
With her noticing that my cock had squeezed out a little left over cum from my last orgasm, Heather released her nipple and reached forward for my member. Grabbing it right under the head, she squeezed the drop out before scooping it up and smearing it back on to her cunt.
Damn, this was just down right torture at this point. It was the first time that my dick had been touched by someone other than me in months. And the fact that the one who was touching me was the one that I wanted more than anybody.
I again watched as she massaged my white cum drop between her lips and down into her tight hole. My sex was now on fire again and I wanted nothing more than to devour any and all of this woman. Again, I reach for my tool when she abruptly stopped again and gave me the look.
"I'm warning you mister, if you don't just sit there, I am going to stop. Why don't you just sit on your hand's if you can't control yourself," she insisted.
She was well beyond stopping but for the sake of the game I played along and positioned my hands under my butt and urged her to proceed.
Satisfied that she now had my obedience, she sucked on her fingers again before continuing her assault on her pussy. With my hands firmly out of contact with my package she continued to fondle her clit and hole.
As her intensity built up, I could feel my own cock juice running down my shaft. At this point, Heather was well into pleasuring herself as she also threw her head back. Knowing by her breathing and now ferocity of her manipulation, I knew that it wouldn't be long until she, herself, had a mind shattering orgasm.
As if it couldn't get any better, while squeezing my hips with her legs, she lifted her ass off of the couch and with her free hand, reached under herself and started fingering herself with that hand while twiddling her clit with her other.
It was an amazing site to behold and if I had any cum left in my balls, I would have been wearing it at this point. Needless to say, I was about to find out that I indeed did have some left.
With her eyes closed and her mouth gasping for the air above her, she unexpectedly slid her finger from her cunt hole and easily relocated it in her puckered asshole.
At this point, I could do nothing but watch and coach. "Yes, that's it Heather, fuck yourself, fuck yourself good."
There were only two sounds in the living room at that moment; Heather quietly but still somewhat screaming with pleasure and the sloshing sound of her saturated pussy as she swiped her fingers vigorously back and forth over her clit.
"Oh my gawd Heather, that's it. Make yourself cum," I again coached as she neared her climax.
As her orgasm hit, she did something that had not happened in the video and something I would never forget. One final thrust of her hips upwards, she stopped suspended in the air, held her lips apart giving me a wonderful view of all of her glory and then proceeded to start spraying her cum as she was over taken by the intense orgasm.
She was in a different world and was uncaring of where she was spraying, but due to the way that we were sitting and the closeness of each other, she was spraying her cunt juice all over my cock, balls and stomach.
I had never been with a woman who was a squirter, so the feel of her cum splashing against me and the warmth of the fluid indeed set off another orgasm of my own. Still sitting on my hands, my cock began to jump up and down as if it was dry heaving trying to find the ejaculate that it so desperately wanted to release.
From the depths of my groin, my balls managed to find some jizz held back from my first orgasm. One small rope had a short flight as it only shot maybe six inches from the head of my pulsing cock. Two more drizzles of my white sauce ran from the little slit and down my shaft until it finally pooled at the base joining the clear, slick fluid that Heather contributed.