It was the summer of 2002 and I had just turned 21 years old. I lived in a house near my college campus with two other friends. I had a steady job as a server at a fancy restaurant most nights, which brought in great cash, so my days were wide open for lounging around in the sun while my roommates were hard at work.
This particular day didn’t start out any different from any other day of the summer. My friends and I had gotten pretty drunk the night before and I may have still been feeling the effects the next day. It was terribly hot outside. Too hot for a hung-over bum like me to go into the summer heat, so I cranked up the AC and decided to lounge on the living room couch. It was about one o’clock in the afternoon and I was enjoying some awful daytime TV. There was only so much of this garbage I could take, so I flipped the TV off and directed my attention to our coffee table. Or rather, the porno magazines that were on our coffee table. I began flipping through the one magazine casually.
There had been no intention to jerk-off at that point, but the pictures got to me. I had been wearing my favorite pair of basketball shorts and a basketball jersey with the intention of playing ball again that day, just like I did nearly everyday of the summer. With all the running around in the sun all day, I had scored myself a pretty athletic body with a solid tan.
I looked at a spread showcasing two lovely blondes sucking on each other’s tits and started working my cock from the outside of my shorts… Before long my unit was a full attention and ready to go, but just before I could pull my shorts down the back door opened! There wasn’t much reason to panic, it was probably just one of my roommates coming home and everyone glanced at the porno mags from time to time. My only concern was getting caught masturbating on the couch! To my surprise it was not one of my roommates that had entered, but my roommate’s girlfriend. Her name was Kara and she looked half Asian… but it was a more Southeastern Asia look, perhaps Filipino. Either way, she was blessed with permanently light caramel skin, beautiful long dark hair, and a petite frame. Good for her.
“Hey Steve” said Kara with a half smile. I didn’t bother to get up from my position on the couch, but did manage to give her a friendly hello and a smile.
“What brings you here?” I asked.
She plopped down on the other couch in the room and placed her shoulder bag next to her. I couldn’t help but try and peek up the mini jean skirt she was wearing that day. Lucky me, there was a brief shot of panties. Light blue, not a bad color choice.
“Just waiting for David to get done with work. He should be here in 30 minutes or so. We are going to a movie this afternoon.” she responded.
She continued to tell me what movie they planned to see and what it was about, but I had stopped listening. Instead I admired her outfit. She was a sexy girl, but today she looked exceptionally hot. A short jean skirt, tight blue tank top, flip-flops, and her hair in a ponytail. She was petite, but had a pretty decent chest for her size, which was protruding from her extra tight shirt.
“Whatcha looking at?” She asked as she moved from one couch to the one I was sprawled across. This wasn’t very surprising. Kara was a flirtatious and “touchy” character. She always seemed to enjoy being close to people.
“Oh you’re gross!” She reacted to the porno magazine that was still open in front of me. “Why do you even like this?”
“Those chicks are hot.”
“I guess…” She had leaned back against my legs on the couch and started to flip through the magazine. I told her that I wasn’t done browsing and she would have to share. So she fell onto her side in front of me and we began to page through. Eventually she got more comfortable and kicked her sandals to the floor. Kara raised her feet onto the couch, which put us in an almost spooning position.
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