Jero's Basement of Pleasure

Jero lived in a small, dimly lit basement apartment with his roommate, Emily. Initially, Jero contented himself with simply observing Emily in the privacy of her own bedroom, taking note of her every move as she undressed for showering, installing multiple hidden cameras through the unit. But soon, his desires grew stronger, and he found himself unable to resist the urge to touch her.

At first, it was just a brush of his fingers across her soft, silky face and hair. Then came the occasional stolen glimpse beneath her clothing, as he snuck peeks at the her panties hidden beneath her covers & clothing. Eventually, Jero worked up the nerve to slide his hand underneath Emily's sleeping form and cup her delicate breast. It was like nothing he had ever experienced -- pure ecstasy.

But as his fascination with Emily intensified, so too did his desperation. Unable to control his impulses any longer, Jero decided to slip sleeping pills into Emily's glass of milk before bedtime. Under the guise of helping her wind down after a long day.

And when Emily finally fell asleep, Jero wasted no time in making his way over to her bedside. His heart pounded furiously in his chest as he undressed her and ran his hands over her supple flesh. This time, however, there was another surprise waiting for Jero: as he undressed her and saw how moist her pussy was, he couldn't help but want to feel it, as he positioned himself between her legs, he had second thoughts...

He felt as if it wasn't him, as he found himself guiding his cock in, thrusting himself into Emily's sleeping body, he couldn't help to go deeper each time, each time he pulled almost out he was telling himself it was the last, it was enough.... And to pull out...until he was thrusting deeply into her, she was very soft and wet, the warmth made him lose all control as his heart started beating faster he accidentally let loose a torrent of semen as he had just finished sliding deep inside her one last time, vowing to stop..., his balls pushed against her triggering the ejaculation., it just let loose, filling her insides with a sticky white substance... as he tried to not groan loudly in pleasure.

The sight both thrilled and terrified Jero -- this was not supposed to happen..., as he felt himself orgasm deep inside her, still in shock, slowly pulling out of her, he could see his semen dripping out, her face seemed to be asleep but enjoying the pleasure...Jero scrambled to clean himself up, hastily shoving Emily's panties back into place & her clothes as well as blankets, before slinking back into his own room, hoping that she wouldn't notice anything amiss.

Days passed, but Jero could barely concentrate on his work -- all he could think about was the look of shock and betrayal that would surely be etched onto Emily's face if she ever discovered what he had done.

He remembers the underwear she wore and began bleaching them and using hydrogen peroxide and oxiclean and low dilution bleach on the panties she wore in the nights, knowing some of his semen and DNA might be on them, he would wash them at times he could gain access to them. And each time he would be stressed for 2-3 days knowing traces of his semen were inside her, he did this only a few before she stopped drinking the milk.. saying no.. maybe she suspected?

Without the ability to give her crushed sleeping pills he resorted to making a very crude chloroform with soaked rags to make her sleep deeply and used a topical benzocaine around and inside her vagina, and he started wearing condoms he obtained, just to be extra cautious.... As he got used to this routine again, a sleeping sex doll to play with. after a few more times of these encounters..

She began not spending nights there anymore, Emily abruptly announced her intention to leave the apartment, citing personal reasons, she began spending nights outside the apartment as well, till she finally decided to leave.

Jero was crushed -- he had grown accustomed to the rhythmic rise and fall of her breathing as she slept, and the thought of losing her forever filled him with dread, but inside himself he knew his addiction needed to end.

As Emily packed her bags and prepared to depart, Jero vowed to keep his distance, determined to preserve whatever remnant of respect remained between them. And yet, even as Emily closed the door behind her, Jero couldn't help wondering whether she suspected anything -- whether she knew, somehow, that he had betrayed her trust in ways that words could never fully describe.