Reminiscing about when I lived with a housemate who was an OnlyFans girl.

I remember meeting her for the first time. Same age as me, 19 (I'm 21 now). Let's call her June.

Her last housemate had just finished university so there was a vacant room, I had just started studies and was also starting a job transfer nearby.

We hit it off so we re-signed the lease with me on it for a 6 month trial, but pre-signing there was something she confessed to me - she was an OF model on the side of her studies.

When she first nervously told me, the first thing I said was, "Is it the boobs?" And she burst out laughing because yes, she made money off her boobs.

June was some English in descent, around five foot eight-ish, straight bodied and slim with a cute little butt, quite pale with mid-back length blonde hair.

But the really most noticeable thing about June- her extremely disproportionately large breasts.

I let her know I was cool with that and we laid some rules out about what she'd record and film and what's okay and what isn't yadda yadda.

Anyway, we're like two months in and everything is going great. June is filming some content in our lounge room which is all good, she lets me know where she'll be and I usually stay inside my room for a couple hours on her schedule.

This particular evening I was ovulating, majorly horny, and wanting to garden and masturbate. But June was making content and I was at wetting-myself levels of peeing desperation because I accidentally napped into her film start time and didn't have a chance to use our shared bathroom beside it before I huddled away for the evening. I was so tired and just stayed in my room for hours.

Knowing I wanted to pee before I had a nice long goon session, I sent June a message begging to please use the bathroom and apologising.

She's so super nice about it, tells me that it's not problem and to use the bathroom whenever I needed no matter what.

I got up and opened my bedroom door, expecting to see June covered up as I gingerly walk past... but no.

She didn't cover up at all.

In all her glory, and to my delight, her smiling face and entirely uncovered tits. I mean, she was in sleep shorts but I couldn't tell you what colour they could've been.

Now also to be clear, when she told me about OF, I let her know I was also attracted to both men and women in case she felt the need to cover up at any point. She literally just said "No, thats hot." And that was sort of the end of that.

Anyway, I was sort of stunned and could only muster a "Holy Fuck", my heart was racing and the insides of my pussy were fluttering. I could feel my urgent need to pee increase tenfold from the blood rushing to my pelvic area.. I feel my pussy lips swell and puff up from arousal even more than the little dribble in my underwear from my previously non-pulsing clit.

I scurry to the bathroom in a flash, slamming the door and dropping my bed shorts.

The stream starts and I fully release, the warm feeling of pee undeniably good on my flustered shaven pussy lips as I sit there reliving myself. I'm wiping away pee and slippery grool, already thinking out how I'm meant to nonchalantly walk past deliciously giant boobs as fast as possible without making an idiot of myself but also trying my best to get a good look as sneakily as possible.

I open the bathroom door and keep my head down, "Sorry!" I whisper-yell, gently scooting back to my room.

"Wow, don't even want a proper look?"

... I've never looked up so fast in my life!

I didn't even pretend I didn't wanna see. I sure did look for a long ass moment too.

Her tits were H-Cups (I remember her bras in our washing), they sat a tiny bit above her belly button, quite large dusky pink areolas, and probably some of the thickest and longest nipples I've ever had the pleasure of seeing.

I brought them up when I remembered how to speak, she told me she uses nipple sucking tools, rope and tiny rubber bands for specific content. I was salivating from both my hungry mouth and my aching hole.

She shyly offered me a nipple to feel in my mouth as like a ha-ha he-he 'just this once cause she's straight but the situation is fitting' kind of moment but I painfully declined, told her if I latch onto those nipples I'm not going to want to stop at one, two, or twenty-five suckles and.. well, you get the picture.

She giggled and double checked and I politely refused, she re-reminded me I can use the bathroom whenever I needed. I closed my door and caught my breath for a second, my knees were so wobbly and my underwear was completely soaked.

I kicked my pyjama shorts and underwear off, I deeply humped the corner of my mattress for a moment. My pussy so wet that for a few thrusting moments I couldn't get my footing steady and kept slipping.

After trying my best to satiate my urge to rub my slit on something, I grab one of the first toys I ever bought for myself - a little pocket pussy for all my tribbing fantasies.

I grabbed the toy and laid down in bed, on my left side/back with my right leg tucked up toward me. My painted toes were already curling before I pressed that squishy fake clit on to my own pulsing, pink button.

I immediately start bucking my hips while my wrist brings the toy up and down in a grinding motion.

I'm fucking the shit out of this toy, trying to be as silent as possible while the sounds of my self-fuck-fest's gushy goodness was flooding the room. Watching my swollen needy pussy lips mash against the replica, my juices spreading all over my thighs and now imagining June's nipples popping in and out of my mouth..

Did I cum extremely hard knowing my friend was out there sucking on her own nipples after offering me one to suck myself? Yes.

Am I still pissed off at myself a couple years later for rejecting that offer? Yes.

Did that offer ever come again? No, she literally found her dream man a couple weeks later.

Anyway, thats was just one of my stories about my friend June :) let me know if you liked at all!