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(New to writing erotica)

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Amelia sat on the edge of her bed naked, dripping wet from her recent shower. She could feel tears welling up in her eyes. At 26, she felt like such a failure. It seems like all of her friends were living much more fufilling lives. She couldn’t bare to look at Facebook and see another photo of her girlfriends going on some trip with their incrediably photogenic boyfriend.

She had gotten broken up with over text and although it was a few days ago it still felt like gut punch. She really liked this last guy and she had spent too much time mentally investing in him. Imaging wedding nights and anniversaries, lazy nights in and soft pecks on the cheek.

What made it sting even worse is he broke up with her via text after she gave her first blowjob. She felt humiliated.

Amelia was still a virgin and sex gave her anxiety. She wanted to lose it to the right guy but none of her relationships seem to last that long and she would freeze up and pull away. She wasn’t asexual. She wanted to have a sex life but couldn’t seem to get over the initial reticience. And now that it’s been so long she just didn’t want to give it up so easily now.

It was a big deal for her to give her first blowjob and she really tried to do a good job. It was crushing when she broken up with by text and one of the reasons listed was that her “mouth skills are trash”.

Giving a blowjob wasn’t as hard as she wondered and she had wondered she did it well. She focused on the shaft below the head because she read online that was the most sensitive part. She also found that if she went too deep she would gag a little bit and she was afraid of throwing up on his penis.

She had been so focused on her technique she completely forget her plan to tell him to tap on her head to tell her when he’s coming and she got a partial mouthfull. She had girlfriends tell her they liked swallowing and she found that hard to believe. Was cum an acquired taste? Would it be easier if she was in love with her partner?

She sighed. Just then the door to her room burst open and roommmate came in. She quickly moved her hands to cover herself.

“Oh! Sorry!” Jake blurted out, standing in the opening of her doorway and clearing oogling her naked body. He made no effort to leave.

“Ah, yeah, I’m just changing actually” Amelia said. She wondered about grabbing her towel but she would have to uncover herself to do so.

“Ok, I didn’t know you were changing.”

A lie, wondered Amelia. He absolutely would have heard her showering. Most times he’ll move to the common areas of the apartment when she’s showering so he can look at her as she walks to her room in a towel.

“Yes, I’ll be out in a minute. Can you please…?” Amelia aksed.

“Oh, for sure.” Jake left the doorway and closed it behind him.

Things like this happened frequently. Usually their schedules didn’t overlap as much so there wasn’t much oppurtunity for him to “accidently” barge in on her but it happened too many times for her to count. Usually all he saw was something mild, like her in her underwear or wearing a towel.

He definitely got a good view this time wondered Amelia bitterly. Probably saw more than her last boyfriend did.

She quickly pulled on some clothing. Grabbed her backpack and her phone and stepped out of her room.

Jake wasn’t in the kitchen or the front room. The door to his room was closed. Well, I bet I know what he’s up to behind that door she wondered. He’s got a better sex life than me though.

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NSFW: yes

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