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Roommates Ch. 02

By: hroy2



Chapter 2: The Test

"Have you used more than three sexual positions in a single session? Yep. Had more than 10 sex partners? No. More than 100? God, No!"

Chris clicked the appropriate boxes with the mouse. He and Heather were taking an on-line purity test which rated your sexual exploits. She had already taken it and now she peered over his shoulder, giggling at some of his answers. They had been "together" about 4 months; but had known each other for years. They had always been pretty close but they didn't know much about each other sexually except they both liked it; a lot. They figured this would be this best way to learn about each other in a fun manner and create a "to-do" list at the same time. Chris continued down the list.

"Had sex with a virgin?" He grinned at her, "NO!"

She smacked him playfully. "Hey! You're lucky I took pity on you!"

She had been his first, an educator into the wonderful world of sex. He had learned a lot in the past few months. She wasn't learning anything new about him but it was still fun to see how much he had been corrupted the past few months. He skipped over the next question.

"What?' Heather joked. "No anal? Not even in the boy's locker room?"

"As I recall..." he retorted, you answered "no" to that as well!"

"That's true", she said. "Have you ever even thought about it?"

"Well, I heard it's supposed to feel AMAZING for the guy but very painful for the girl. I wouldn't want to put a girl through that for my sake. Besides I have never really been all that interested in the idea. What about you?"

She thought for a moment. "I don't know. I have thought about it, and I am really curious to know what it is really like. I have heard that it's painful. I have always been too scared to try or been with guys I didn't really trust not to hurt me. I read that you really need to trust your partner and communicate to make it as painless as possible."

"Wow", he said surprised, "You have thought about it."

He got to the final two questions. "Bestiality and Necrophilia, still can't believe you would only get one point for that!"

He left the boxes unchecked and submitted his answers, a score of 35 out of a 100.

"Angel!" she joked.

She had had a slightly higher but very comparable score of 38.

"Hey considering that my score was zero four months ago, that's pretty good!"

It was a decent score to say the least, in order to get higher you had to pretty much be a cheater, or some sort of sexual deviant.

She straightened herself and gave a little moan of discomfort. She had been hunched over for a while and now her back was feeling the effect. He noticed her rubbing her lower back.

"Aww, do you want a back massage?" he asked.

"Oh, that would be great!" she said.

They walked back to her room, the room they now shared and closed the door. She loved his massages and he loved giving them. He loved the feel of her pale soft skin and the wonderful curves of her body. Usually she would lie nude or simply in a pair of panties while he straddled her mid-section.

He waited for her to strip down to noting but smooth silky skin and lie face down on the bed.

"I think I'll join you if that's alright." He said quietly. He wanted to feel her skin against his.

He stripped down as well as climbed over her body putting his legs on either side of hers. She laughed as his freely hanging penis touched and tickled her back.

"Sorry!" he chuckled.

He started at her shoulders, hard and deep and continued down her spine. She let out soft moans of contentment and her face twisted in pleasure. As he continued to touch her, he became more and more aroused, especially with her moaning that way. After a few moments the flaccid penis that had tickled her back was now firm and pressing into her.

She wriggled a little beneath rubbing its head against her skin

"Mmm", she moaned playfully, "That feels nice."

He leaned over her body and nibbled lightly on her ear. She giggled for a moment then gave way to long shallow breaths as he slowly kissed down her neck. He could tell she was getting very turned on. He sat back up and rubbed her neck and shoulders for a few more moments. He slid his hand over her curvy butt cheek down between her legs. As he reached further she instinctively raised her butt a little; allowing him better access. He could feel right away that she was nice and wet with excitement. She pushed back a little, forcing his fingers further into her body. She groaned while he teased her with his fingers. Then he withdrew them. He wanted to be inside her.

She felt his fingers slid out of her, warm and wet with her juices. He paused for a moment and she was puzzled as to what he was doing. He leaned into her as if he was going to kiss her neck again but instead slid his hands underneath her exposed hips and pulled upwards a little. Now her butt was at a slight incline. She felt the head of his penis barely grazing the hole that he just been fingering. Her eyes opened wide in surprise as he used his large frame to slam into her in one easy motion.

She gasped in surprise at how good it felt from that angle. She loved doggy-style sex but she had never done it this low before. Chris hadn't even been sure if this would work but he saw an opportunity and decided to chance it. From her reaction, it had worked just fine. He continued his thrusting, watching Heather wiggle and moan. Her knuckles were turning white from the tight grip she had on the surrounding covers. He felt his legs starting to tired a little and his erection starting to fade from the strain of this angle. He looked down at Heather, who was sweaty and flushed in post-orgasmic bliss. Good, she had been thoroughly satisfied by this experience. That was really all that mattered to him. He withdrew from her and laid on his side beside her.

"Did that feel good?" he asked rhetorically.

She didn't answer, just simply smiled, probably still recovering. She rolled to her side facing away from him and snuggled in close so their bodies were pressed together. Chris put his arm under her neck and around her chest. He gently caressed her breasts while he nuzzled her neck; he loved to lie like this. He loved feeling the warmth of her body and the soft skin of her butt pressed up against his penis.

She could feel his penis starting to twitch and stiffen again against her. She inched away to allow him a little more comfort.

"See what you do to me?" he laughed.

She took his hand and placed it between her legs. She was still dripping wet.

"See what you do to me?" she smiled.

He started teasing her; poking his erect penis into her lower back and butt with a fucking motion. She giggled and squirmed, pushing against him. With one of the pokes he slid into the crevice of her butt. Her giggling ceased and she waited, unsure of what he was going to do. He could feel his penis pressed up against the tight, little opening of her ass. He felt a little tingle of uncertainty pulse through him. After all, he never had really wanted to try anal sex, and he certainly didn't want to hurt her.

Heather felt her body tense up a little as the tip of his penis tickled her ass, wet from a mixture of her excitement and pre-cum. He wasn't pushing hard against her; obviously this had not been his intention. The longer he stayed, nestled between the warmth of her butt checks, the more she felt little tingles of longing course through her.

She took in a deep breath and pushed her body back against his hard and throbbing dick. Its slick head pushed its way inside about an inch or so, and Heather let out a scream of pain and dug her nails hard into his thigh.

He quickly withdrew in a panic, looking at her for a sign that he had not hurt her too bad. She let out a shallow breath and pulled him into her again, slightly further this time. Again, she let out an agonizing cry and he started to pull away again. Persistently she kept pulling him into her, a little farther each time, her painful shouts growing softer each time. He didn't push at all, just watched in amazement as she adjusted herself to the pain. Although me was a little distracted by her face, twisted in pain; he couldn't help but notice how good this new sensation felt. Although he liked her wet pussy much better, her ass was so much tighter and just as warm.

She had finally stopped her screams and had pushed herself back all the way against him. She quietly gave her approval for him to begin moving a little.

"Slow, please!" she begged.

"Of coarse I will baby."

He began with a very slow thrusting, gliding gently in and out of her. Her grip on his thigh tightened a little as she choked on some words.

"How can this hurt so much..." she gasped a little, "and feel so good at the same time?"

"Do you want to stop?" he questioned

"No!" she moaned, "Keep going, it feels good!"

With her this cue, he moved a little more forcefully, causing her to moan with pleasure and pain. She tried to ignore the tight feeling and the slight discomfort and concentrate on the goodness. After a few moments, her sore ass was numb to the pain and a feeling of euphoria washed over her, covering her body in pleasure that she had never felt before.

Chris noticed that she had loosened her grip considerably and instead of painful cries he heard moans of a more pleasurable sound.

"Fuck me harder!" she begged, slamming herself back against him. Sensing that she was building up to a powerful orgasm, he reached between his thighs and hers. He found the opening to her pussy and rubbed furiously on the hard little nub between her legs. Her breaths became quick as she was bombarded with pleasure. He slid his index and middle finger far into her, searching for her G-spot. He felt the familiar rough ridges on her pelvic bone and rubbed his finger tips hard against it, sending her into a frenzy of sheer bliss. With his fingers inside her, he could feel the deep thrusts of his penis hitting his fingertips through the wall of her anus. As he continued fucking her, he too felt very close to an orgasm.

"I feel..." he tried to warn, "I feel like..."

"Just go ahead baby, its ok" she cooed. "I know you want to."

His eyes rolled back and he gave up on trying to speak, letting his penis be milked by the tightness of her ass. In a rush of power he came hard and wet into the tiny space that his dick now occupied. She moaned with joy as warm cum oozed inside her and out over his quivering penis. He stopped for a moment to catch his breath, which had bad held in the overwhelming orgasm he had just had.

Heather turned to face him.

"Wow!" he said, amazed.

She smiled and closed her eyes, exhausted with pleasure.

They lay in each other's arms, silent for a moment. Then she gave him a playful look.

"Butt fucker!" she jested.

"Butt fuck-ee!" he threw back.

They both laughed. Well he thought as they lied naked together: cross another one off the list.

Roommates Ch. 02



Startled, Sally sat up to see Tommy and Renee standing in her bedroom doorway. She could feel her face heat with embarrassment. They had seen the whole thing.

"Don't be embarrassed Sal. That was so hot." Renee said, moving to sit beside her.

Sally tried to move off the bed, but Renee caught her hand. Her other hand came up and stroked her cheek.

"What are you doing?" Sally asked, her eyes wide. 

Renee smiled and leaned close. She brushed her lips across Sally's parted ones.

Sally couldn't move. She thought it would feel weird, being kissed by a girl. But her lips were soft. And they tasted of strawberries.

"It's okay Sal."

"I don't think..." Sally started to protest but was cut short by Renee's lips covering hers.

The kiss seemed to go on forever. Renee's lips parted over hers and Sally felt the slide of her tongue against hers. She wanted to be shocked. Horrified. But instead, she felt her nipples harden and her clit start to pulse.

Hesitantly, she lifted her hand and caressed Renee's cheek. Renee's kisses became bolder. Her tongue thrust deep inside Sally's mouth. Sally's tongue stroked it. Sucked on it. Both girls began to moan.

Sally wasn't surprised when she felt herself being lowered to the bed. Renee took her hands and raised them above her head. She just lay there as Renee began to lift her shirt over her stomach, past her breasts and finally drew it over her head. Immediately, Sally moved to cover herself.

"No." Renee took her hands and placed them back. "Don't move them."

Renee stood then and went to the bottom of the bed. Keeping her eyes on Sally's, she leaned over and pulled down Sally's shorts and panties. She was now completely naked. Renee came back to the side of the bed and removed her own clothes.

Renee reached down and picked up the bullet.

"Cute toy. I'll have to get one." She said tossing it to the floor.

"Fuck that." Tommy grunted, looking at the little toy.

Sally's eyes clashed with Tommy's as he stood in the doorway watching. His hand rubbed over his hard cock straining against his jeans.

"You have a beautiful body Sally." He said, moving more into the room. He stood at the foot of the bed. Just watching. He made no move to touch her.

Sally swallowed hard. Her hands fisted in the pillow above her head. She was so wet. She could feel her juices leaking from her pulsing pussy. Every part of her ached to be touched. 

"Kiss her." Tommy said, his head nodding toward Renee.

Without a second thought, Sally leaned toward her and kissed the brown curls of Renee's pussy. She wasn't shaved like herself but neatly trimmed. She felt Renee's hand stroke over her hair. She looked up and caught her gaze. Renee lifted one leg on the bed, exposing her wet, pink pussy to her.

Deep down, in the most secret places of her mind, Sally had fantasized what it would be like to be with a woman. But she had always thought of it as wrong. But yet, here she was, with a beautiful woman, being given the opportunity to fulfill that fantasy. Who would know? Just the three of them. And since they were participating as well, she was sure they wouldn't want anyone to know.

"Lick her pussy Sally." Tommy order. He moved to stand behind Renee. He, too, was now naked.

Sally moved to the edge of bed and touched her tongue to Renee's exposed clit. 

"Hmmm." Renee sighed, thrusting her hips forward.

Encouraged, Sally used her fingers to spread her pussy lips wide. Her clit was swollen and pink. Her pussy was coated with a clear, thick cream. Sally ran her tongue along her soaked slit. It wasn't what she had expected. She had thought the taste would be bitter. It wasn't. She swallowed the sweet honey. Again, she licked her, gathering the cream on her tongue before swallowing. And again, this time, her tongue delved into her slick hole. With her thumb she rubbed Renee's clit.

Renee rocked against her mouth. The hand stroking her hair, now fisted in it and held her tight against her pussy. Sally inhaled her musky scent. It was intoxicating. She pulled her lips wider and stuck her tongue deep inside Renee's wet, tight hole again. Again and again she tongue fucked her.

"Oh yes!" Renee cried, her hips bucking wildly as Sally continued to eat at her. Her tongue diving repeatedly inside her.

Sally felt the clenching of Renee's pussy on her tongue a moment before she felt her juice flow from her cunt and flood her mouth and chin. She lapped and sucked up every drop before falling back on the bed panting.

Sally looked up and watched as Tommy's hands played with Renee's breasts. Squeezing and kneading them. Pulling on her hard nipples. Renee continued to rotate her hips and Sally realized that Tommy's cock was buried deep inside Renee's ass

Tommy's eyes held Sally's as he pumped into Renee in slow, deep thrusts. Renee's eyes were closed and her finger now rubbed her clit. Sally's fingers found her own clit and began to rub.

"Now." Tommy whispered into Renee's ear.

Her eyes slowly opened and she looked at Sally. With a smile, Renee bent forward, pushed Sally's fingers aside and placed her mouth on her clit. Sally's head fell back with a groan.

"Open your eyes Sally." Tommy said, his hands holding Renee's hips as he fucked her faster now.

Sally held his gaze as his girlfriend ate her pussy. Her slurping sounds filled the room.

"How does it feel? How do you like having a woman lick and suck on your sweet pussy?"

"Great." She breathed.

"And how does it taste?"

"Hot."

"Oh yeah baby. Eating pussy is so fucking hot!" Tommy agreed, his hips pounding against Renee's ass cheeks.

"Oh yeah! Oh yeah!" He pulled out and with a growl, shot his load across Renee's back. He grunted and groaned and jerked as spurt after spurt of cum shot from his cock.

"Oh baby." Renee purred as Tommy rubbed his cum into her back.

Renee now knelt on the bed and concentrated on Sally's sweet pussy. Sally laid back and closed her eyes. She felt Renee lick her bare lips before spreading them wide and blowing on the sensitive flesh exposed. Her cool breath on her hot clit sent goose bumps over her skin.

Renee's tongue came out and flicked her clit. She continued to flick while one hand moved and a long finger slipped deep inside her.

Sally moaned and slowly started to move her hips. Renee removed her finger and began to fuck her with her tongue. She felt Renee's finger slide lower and lightly press on her asshole. Her entire body jerked. She wasn't much into anal play but that felt great.

"Oh God!" Sally moaned, her hands reaching down to fondle her own breasts. She plucked and pulled at her straining nipples.

She felt the bed dip and her head turned to see Tommy kneeling beside her. His cock inches from her mouth.

"Suck my cock Sally."

Without thought, Sally opened her mouth and took him deep. She could taste the mixture of his cum and Renee's juice on him. It turned her on. Her hand came up and fondled his balls as her mouth sucked him. She heard him groan and begin to thrust his hips against her face.

Renee continued to feast on her, driving her relentlessly toward the orgasm that was building inside her.

Sally tore her mouth away from Tommy's cock just as her release rushed through her.

"Oh Fuck!" She cried, her pussy clenching, her cum rushing from her pussy into Renee's waiting mouth.

Sally tried to catch her breath as Renee sucked on her hole. It was the most explosive orgasm she had ever had. The shudders were still coursing through her body when she felt Tommy's thick cock plunge deep into her.

"Oh God!" She screamed as his fullness stretched her pussy lips wide. He was big. Bigger than Greg. Thicker.

Sally wasn't sure how much more she could take. Her pussy was still clenching. Her clit was super sensitive. Even with Greg, she was only good for two orgasms. Now, with Tommy's hard cock pounding deep inside her, she could feel the building of a third.

Renee came up and kissed her softly on the mouth.

"I can't...take...anymore." She panted.

"Yes you can Sal. You're loving every fucking minute of it. Aren't you?" Tommy asked as he fucked her. 

"YES!" She screamed as Tommy's fingers found her clit and pulled on it.

"Fuck me Tommy! Harder!" Sally shouted. She no longer cared. Each orgasm was better than the last. She wanted this one. She needed this one. Just one more.....

Renee moved down her body. Her mouth closed over one breast. She kissed and sucked. Her tongue laved her nipple before taking between her teeth and roughly pulling on it.

Sally arched off the bed. She was close. So fucking close. She just needed something. One more thing....

Renee moved lower and flicked her clit with her tongue as Tommy pumped furiously into her.

That was it!

"OH FUCK YES!" Sally's hips came off the bed as her orgasm coursed through her.

Renee continued to lick and suck her as Tommy pulled out and shot his load all over her pink, raw pussy. Renee moved lower still and caught his cum as it spurted from the tip of his pulsing cock.

"Oh hell." Tommy panted, flopping down on the bed next to Sally. 

With one last lick across her clit, Renee laid down on her other side.

"Holy shit." Sally rasped out. Her breathing labored. Her body covered in sweat and cum.

Tommy and Renee laughed.

"You can say that again." Renee said, reaching out and caressing her breast.

Tommy reached out and did the same to her other one. Sally closed her eyes and just enjoyed the sensations. Nothing could be better than this.

To be continued... 



Roommates Ch. 02



After a bit, Jackson got up, grabbed his clothes and said, "I'm going to take a shower."

Derek looked up at his roommate and said, "Are we cool?"

Jackson smiled and nodded his head. "Yeah, man; we're cool."

He headed to the bathroom, his mind reeling from what just happened. It all happened so fast. Derek had just given him the best blowjob he had ever had and he had sucked Derek as well. Jackson could still taste Derek's cum. He thought about the shock he felt as the warm spurts hit his throat, his face. He held his shirt to his face and breathed deeply the scent of Derek's cum soaking his shirt. Jackson felt his dick start to twitch as he reviewed the event. He felt a little guilty – both for doing it and for enjoying it so much.

As he washed himself in the shower he couldn't help but think of how Derek looked kneeling between his legs sucking his dick. The warm soapy water felt good on his chest. As he reached down to wash his cock he was not surprised to find himself hard. He stroked himself a few times and then continued to wash his legs. After finishing, and rinsing off, he re-soaped his hands and washed his dick and asshole one more time. He slipped a finger into his ass as he rubbed his cock. He wondered if Derek did this to himself. He wondered if Derek would do it to him. He wondered if he would do it to Derek. He stopped short of bringing himself off, finished rinsing and turned off the water. As he got out of the shower, Derek was standing there.

"A shower sounded nice, so I thought I'd follow you." Derek said. 

Jackson was a bit embarrassed as his dick was hard and red from the "cleaning" it had just received.

Derek continued, "Looks like you had some fun in there. You should have called; I'd have come and helped." He smiled and moved past Jackson and entered the shower.

Jackson finished drying off as the water started for Derek's shower. He hung his towel and went to his room and climbed into bed. Normally, he put underwear on, but tonight he wanted to sleep naked. It matched the mood he was in. As he kicked back on the bed, he could hear the water running in the bathroom. He wondered what Derek was doing in there. He wondered how long Derek had been watching him. Did he see anything? Didn't really matter. He considered getting up and joining Derek in the shower. Just as he convinced himself to do that, he heard the water shut off. "Oh well, maybe next time." His dick was hard as a rock. He thought of jacking off, but decided against it.

Jackson closed his eyes to go to sleep. He could hear Derek lightly humming to himself as he finished up in the bathroom. A few minutes later there was a knock at his door. The door was open, but Derek knocked before entering. "You asleep?" Derek asked.

Jackson thought of pretending to be asleep, but decided not to. "No. I'm awake."

"Can I come in?" Derek asked.

"Sure, come on in. "Jackson responded

Derek was still naked from his shower as he entered Jackson's room and sat on the bed. "Sorry if I freaked you out tonight," Derek said. "I don't know what came over me. It was like all my fantasies came out at once. But I'd be lying if I said I didn't enjoy it."

"No worries, man." Jackson replied. "I was a bit freaked out at first, but I gotta admit, I enjoyed it myself. I was thinking about it in the shower and got hard all over again." Truth was he was still hard, but safely concealed under his bed covers.

"I know what you mean," Derek continued. "The whole thing was a real turn on for me.

Jackson looked at his roommate, sitting naked on his bed. Derek's dick was not hard, but neither was if flaccid. It was sort of in between. Derek saw Jackson checking him out and took the opportunity to shift a bit to give his roommate a better view. Jackson felt a strong urge to reach out and touch Derek's cock but didn't.

As if he was reading Jackson's mind, Derek said, "Go ahead; touch it."

Jackson quickly looked up at Derek's face, embarrassed a bit. Derek opened his legs farther apart saying, "Go ahead. I can see it in your eyes that you want to touch it." Derek grabbed Jackson's hand and guided it to his dick. Jackson didn't resist

The hot soft flesh felt good to the touch. As Jackson felt Derek's dick, it began to harden in his hand. He looked at Derek, who just smile and moaned a bit. Jackson got a bit bolder as he fondled his roommate's cock into a full erection. Slowly and softly, Jackson stroked Derek's dick and played with his balls. He felt a drip of precum fall from his own dick and hit his stomach.

Derek leaned back on his hands, enjoying the feel of Jackson's hand on his dick. Before long a drop of precum appeared on his dick. Jackson squeezed Derek's dick and the drop got bigger and started to cascade down the tip of Derek's dick. Jackson caught the drip with his forefinger and began massaging it into the tender spot just beneath the tip of Derek's dick. With his thumb, Jackson gently worked the clear liquid into the spot and was rewarded for his efforts with another drop, then another.

Derek stood up and pulled back Jackson's covers, exposing Jackson's nakedness. Jackson's dick had produced its only little pool of precum on Jackson's stomach. As Derek admired the sight before him, another drip started to fall from Jackson's dick. Derek reached down and gently milked Jackson's dick and a small flood of precum came flowing out onto Jackson's stomach. Derek wiped the precum off Jackson's dick and brought his fingers to his mouth and licked them clean. Then he moved Jackson's dick out of the way and lowered himself to the pooling cum and licked it off Jackson's stomach.

Derek told Jackson to move over a bit. Jackson wordlessly complied, making room on his bed for Derek. Derek laid down opposite of Jackson and shifted until his face was next to Jackson's dick. Derek's own dick was inches from Jackson's face as Jackson anticipated what was going to happen next.

Without a word, Jackson reached over and ran a hand over Derek's ass and balls. Derek lifted a leg for easier access as he moved in and started lightly sucking Jackson's cock.

Jackson moaned softly as Derek worked on his cock. He reciprocated by taking Derek's dick into his own mouth. He would suck him and let him cum in his mouth, just as he had done to Derek earlier. As he worked on Derek's dick, Jackson felt Derek's hands rubbing his ass. He moved his legs a bit, wondering if Derek would finger his asshole. He didn't have to wait long as he felt Derek's probing finger searching for an opening. Soon, it found its mark and Derek started lightly scratching the opening with his fingernail. 

Jackson swooned a bit at the feel of Derek's finger on his asshole. In return, he began searching for Derek's rosebud, which he quickly found. He emulated Derek's actions and was encouraged by Derek's response. 

Jackson penetrated Derek's ass with his finger as he licked and sucked Derek's dick. He felt Derek tense up and then start thrusting harder toward Jackson's mouth. Anticipating that Derek was close to cuming, Jackson began working his finger vigorously in Derek's ass while sucking his dick with more deliberation. As he got close, Derek tried to pull away from his friend, but Jackson leaned in, refusing to let loose of Derek's dick. 

Derek stopped doing Jackson and said, "Dude, I'm going to blow!"

Jackson responded by renewing his efforts at sucking Derek's dick, letting Derek know that he was ready for this.

Derek humped Jackson's face, enjoying the finger in his ass and let go as he came spurt after spurt into Jackson's awaiting mouth. Jackson sucked and milked the cum out of Derek's dick until Derek said, "No more, Dude."

Jackson relaxed and let Derek's dick fall out of his mouth. He rolled onto his back with a self-satisfied smile on his face. He had made his roommate cum in his mouth. 

After a few minutes, Jackson felt Derek's mouth back on his dick. Derek was devouring Jackson's cock while fingering his asshole. Working feverishly, Derek licked and sucked Jackson's dick and balls as Jackson fucked the face of his friend. Derek lowered himself on Jackson's cock and sucked like a madman until his efforts paid off. With a grunt, Jackson unloaded into Derek's mouth. Derek eagerly accepted Jackson's payload, sucking him until he was dry. 

The two rested for awhile without saying anything. After awhile, Derek got up, smiled at Jackson and playfully cuffed the side of his head. Jackson just smiled as Derek said, "Pleasant dreams." And he walked out of Jackson's room. Jackson rolled over, and closed his eyes, falling fast asleep.



Roommates Ch. 02



Eric woke before dawn the next day with a raging hard-on. He smiled to himself as he remembered the events of the night before when his roommate, Stephen, had cuffed and gagged him and then stimulated him to the point where he quite willingly had performed his first blow job.

He got out of bed and walked into their small kitchen and started the coffeemaker. On his way back to his room, he saw Stephen's handcuffs, the long bandanna, knotted in the middle, and Stephen's lovely white woolen turtleneck sweater. His erection, which had subsided some, quickly resumed its full power.

Eric slipped out of his T-shirt and boxers and put on his friend's sweater. It felt so comfortable to be wearing it but he wondered what should be done with the pole sticking out from underneath the over-sized garment. A smile lit up his face as realized just what needed to be done.

First, he gagged himself with the bandanna, not too tightly since he was hoping it would soon be removed and replaced with a real-life penis gag. Then he cuffed one of his wrists and, making sure he saw the keys on the coffee table, completed his self-bondage by clicking the cuffs shut with his arms behind him.

He then walked softly over to Stephen's closed bedroom door and carefully, as quietly as possible, and with a little more difficulty than he thought since he had to open it with his arms cuffed behind him, let himself into his sleeping roommate's bedroom. 

He gently lowered himself into a kneeling position beside the bed and tried out a soft "mmmpphh?"

Nothing happened so he tried out another, louder "mmmppphh!" and then one more.

That did the trick and Stephen's eyes opened and a smile grew on his face.

"Well, well," he said, "I bet someone is ready for another round of cocksucking."

Eric nodded and moaned into his gag.

Stephen got out of bed and seeing his naked roommate's hard-on, knew that Eric's seduction last night was not going to be just a one-night stand.

"Nice sweater," Stephen said, standing behind Eric and caressing his wool-covered shoulders. "Don't go anywhere my friend. I'll be right back after I take a piss."

When Stephen returned, he helped Eric up and then onto his bed. "It seems to me that now is a good time for your first sixty-nine with a man."

Stephen took off his friend's gag and then positioned himself so that his cock was at Eric's lips. Eric immediately began kissing the erect cock, first on the tip and then up and down the entire shaft. Stephen quickly returned the favor and then told his friend, "not too fast. I know you are ready to go but let's enjoy each other, OK? Start by taking me in and gently holding me."

Eric complied, as did Stephen, and the two friends felt the intimacy of their connection much more than they had felt the night before. When Stephen began very slowly moving his lips up and down Eric's cock, Eric did the same to Stephen. Their dance with their lips continued for a minute or two, first one then the other as they slowly, gently, tenderly worked on each other.

When Eric moaned in delight, Stephen giggled and, pulling his mouth away for a second, said, "OK my dear, I am ready as well."

They both moved their lips much faster now and each knew it would not take long. Stephen, being the experienced one in this duo, was able to work it so they both exploded into each other's mouths at close to the same second. Each man pumped and pumped and pumped their loads out of their cocks and into their friend's waiting mouth. Eric couldn't believe how wonderful a sensation it was to erupt himself while simultaneously experiencing Stephen's eruption.

They lay together for a while as their cocks softened and their breathing slowly returned to normal. Then Stephen disengaged and said, "I think it's time for me to get us some coffee and to find those handcuff keys, don't you?"

"Yes," Eric said, his voice soft. "That would be wonderful."

After coffee and breakfast, Stephen left for the library, saying he would be home sometime in the late afternoon. Eric spent the morning and the first few hours of the afternoon working reading and working on his thesis. 

Every now and then he would wander around the place and look outside at the chilly, rainy day that was unfolding. Once, he picked up Shellie's scarf that his roommate had used as a blindfold the night before and held it up to his nose. His cock stiffened and he was, he had to admit, unsure whether it was because it was Shellie's scarf or because of Stephen's ridiculously easy seduction of him last night and the role the scarf had played in it.

Well, no matter, he thought, Shellie won't be home tonight and Stephen will and I am sure I will spend at least some of the evening as his bound, cock-sucking playmate.

Eric was just considering closing his book and opening his first beer of the weekend afternoon when the doorbell rang.

He opened to find a distinguished looking older man, in his early sixties, Eric guessed. The man was a few inches shorter than Eric's even six feet, had intense blue eyes and short white hair. He was wearing an expensive looking black woolen knee-length coat, black leather gloves along with a black cashmere turtleneck sweater and gray pants. He looked like a guy who should be in the member's room at a private country club rather than knocking on the door of a rented house occupied by three graduate students.

He had a six pack of beer in his hands, a European brand that Eric knew was well out of a graduate student's price range.

"Hi," the man said. "Is Stephen home?"

"No, but he should be soon," Eric replied. He held out his hand. "Eric's my name. Would you care to come in and wait for him?"

"James," the man said, taking Eric's hand in a firm grip. "I'll take you up on your offer but only if you'll have a beer with me while we wait."

Eric smiled and said, "I thought you'd never ask."

Once they were seated in the living room, Eric on the couch and James on a wing chair, and two beers had been opened and first sips taken, Eric said, "How do you know Stephen?"

"We met in a rather unusual way a few weeks ago. I was in town on business and Stephen was, well, out for a night on the town.

"He was all dressed up for the occasion, if you know what I mean."

Eric smile grew even wider. "Yes, I do know what you mean. He can look quite fantastic, can't he?"

James took another sip of his beer and gazed at Eric intently, causing the younger man to shift a little on the couch and to avert his eyes.

The older man stood up and came over to the couch and sat down by Eric.

"I have two questions for you," he said, his voice sounding amused. "The first is, why are you wearing the sweater I bought for Stephen? The second is how many times have you been cuffed, gagged and at the tender mercies of our lovely mutual friend?"

Eric wasn't sure just how far his mouth was open, but he knew it was. As he tried, desperately, to figure out what to say, he noticed that James was sporting a mischievous grin which showed some perfectly, arranged and quite white teeth and he was holding Stephen's handcuffs in his hands.

James scooted next to Eric and whispered into his ear, "Scoot forward on the couch my dear young man and put your arms behind your back."

Eric closed his eyes and complied and, quite quickly, felt the cuffs go around his wrists and the click-click of them being snapped into place.

"That's better," James said, as he idly ran his hand along one of Eric's sweater-covered arms. "I do like this sweater. To tell you the truth, dear boy, I am somewhat of a wool fetishist. I give all my playmates a nice sweater in gratitude for their efforts.

"But, before we talk some more, let's get you properly situated, shall we?"

He spotted Shellie's scarf, hanging on the doorknob to the closet where the roommates kept their coats and went over and grabbed it. He tied over Eric's eyes and softly said, "Excellent. Now, stay put. I have just the thing for you."

Of course, Eric was well aware, that, with his hands cuffed behind him and the scarf covering his eyes, there was little else he could do. He heard James wander around the place a little and then heard his steps come towards him and felt the older man sit down besides him.

"Open up Eric," James commanded.

Eric obeyed and felt a ball go into his mouth. When a strap was buckled behind his head, he knew it was some kind of ball gag.

"MMPPPHHHH?"

"Don't worry, my new friend. I am very very nice to those I have in bondage. You will love it. If fact, if that bulge under your sweatpants is any indication, you already are enjoying yourself quite nicely."

James had also brought some rope over to the couch and Eric felt it encircle his ankles and be knotted into place. Then his sweatpants and boxers were pulled down and he was fully exposed to this rather assertive older man.

"Ah," James said, "there it is—a nice big, rock hard cock, perhaps my favorite thing on this earth."

His fingers gently played with the helpless man's cock until he had Eric moaning into the gag.

It was at this moment that the front door opened and Stephen walked into the room.

              (to be continued)



Roommates Ch. 02



Julie continued to cultivate the seeds of curiosity she had planted with me in the weeks that followed. I have heard of people who had an epiphany regarding their sexuality but my awakening was more of a slow realization that what I had been taught growing up was not exactly true, at least not for everyone.      Henry and I started hanging out more in the weeks following his jerk off session which was strange at first but he was a fun guy to hang with and when Julie wasn't around I would act as his wing man. I never did anything with the other girls as I was faithful to Jules but I did help him hook up with a hottie on more than one occasion. Despite his success with girls he never seemed especially comfortable around them. 

Three weeks after the JO session as Julie and I had come to call it, we were returning from a party together. We were both pretty drunk when we made our way back to my dorm. It was after 1 am on a Friday night when we stumbled into the room. Henry was sleeping on his bed under a thin sheet that had mostly been kicked off his naked body when we climbed onto my small twin loft. Julie was horny as usual and she quietly undressed as I did the same. We started kissing and I rolled on top of her as she guided my cock into her waiting pussy. 

We were quietly fucking on my bed when I looked down and saw Henry watching us. I continued to fuck Julie but I increased my pace without regard to how loud we were. 

"You're gonna wake up your roommate," Jules whispered and I smiled. 

"Too late for that," I replied as I gestured toward Henry who was openly stroking his long hard cock. 

Julie looked down at Henry and a devilish grin spread across her pretty face. Her hips thrust back at me with each stroke as she watched my roommate jerk his giant cock. She started to shake uncontrollably as wave after wave of pleasure shook her sexy body while I continued to pump my dick into her quivering core. 

"Hi Henry," Julie said playfully once her climax subsided. "Wanna join in," she asked. 

Henry nodded as he continued to jerk his big dick. 

Julie and I climbed down from my loft and she knelt over the bed as I moved behind her delicious round ass. She lowered her head to Henry's huge cock as I slid my dick into her from behind. 

I fucked my girlfriend hard and fast while she sucked, slurped and stroked my roommate's giant dick. 

Julie came a second time as I pounded her from behind. She cried out loudly and jerked Henry's unevenly cock as she came hard. 

"Lay down on the bed baby," Jules directed me as she pulled Henry to his feet. She straddled my face and lowered her juicy cunt to my mouth. Henry moved behind Julie and pushed his big hard dick into her wet pussy making her groan with pleasure. She took my dick into her mouth and sucked her juices from my stiff rod. 

I ran my tongue over Julie's hard clit as Henry sank his cock balls deep inside her. He pulled back and started ramming his dick hard and fast into her pussy like a mad man. 

"Slow down Henry," Julie said as she looked back at him over her shoulder. "Start slowly and let things build."

Henry slowed his pace as I licked my sexy girlfriends hard clit. My tongue slithered across her engorged lips and ran down Henry's hard shaft. 

I could taste Julie's juices on his cock and the sensation was euphoric. I licked and sucked her labia and her clit driving her wild as Henry increased the pace of his thrusts. His balls brushed against my nose with each long powerful thrust. 

Julie came hard as I licked and sucked her clit while Henry fucked her with his big dick. He was thrusting hard and fast into as she came and when she collapsed forward his cock popped out of her pussy and flopped onto my face. 

I was caught up in the moment and I started to lick his cock. Julie saw my actions and she went wild. She quickly climbed off me and turned around. 

"Sit up baby," my sexy girlfriend directed as she took Henry's giant fuck stick in her small hands and stroked it. 

We both knelt between Henry's legs and she started to lick his dick while her hands guided my mouth to his shaft. I parted my lips and ran my open mouth up his shaft as Julie did the same thing on the opposite side and we met in a deep tongue kiss at the head of his dick. 

Julie took my head and guided Henry's hard cock into my mouth. It was huge and I struggled to fit a quarter of it into my mouth. Julie moved behind me and sat up high. Her shaved pussy pressed against the back of my head. She wrapped her arms around Henry and pulled him against her. Their lips met in a kiss as they forced his big dick deeper into my mouth. 

Henry's cock touched the back of my throat and I gagged. Tears streamed down my cheeks as my cock throbbed between my legs. Henry's hips jogged forward and he slowly fucked mouth. His cock sank deeper with each stroke. 

"You want to fuck him don't you Henry," Julie asked seriously. 

"Yes," he responded quickly as he continued to mouth fuck me. 

"Lie down on your tummy baby," Julie instructed and I tentatively acquiesced.

I moaned softly as Julie started to lick my virgin ass. She eased a finger inside my ass and sent Henry to my dresser to get the lube I had bought when she agreed to let me fuck her ass. At the time I bought it I never imagined it might be used so I could get ass fucked but amazingly I was ready for anything. 

Julie pushed a second finger inside me as cool lube dripped down my crack. She pushed three fingers and then four as she prepared my butt to get fucked my Henry's massive cock. 

Henry rolled a condom over his cock and then spread copious amounts of lube on his big fuck stick. 

Julie guided his cock to my hole and watched as he penetrated me. 

The pain was incredible and my eyes teared up as I buried my face in his pillows to mute my cries. His cock popped past my sphincter and I felt like I was being split in half. Henry slowly fed me his entire long shaft until his balls pressed against mine. 

Henry pulled back until just the tip was inside me and then slowly sank back in. He fucked me with long agonizingly slow strokes as my ass stretched to accommodate his big cock. Slowly the pain subsided and it was replaced by pressure and then pleasure. 

Julie sat against the wall and watched Henry fuck me. "So fucking hot," she muttered over and over as she furiously rubbed her soaking wet cunt. 

Henry picked up his pace and started to fuck my ass harder. His balls slapped against mine and he grabbed my hips for leverage. 

I was unable to speak as the pain was replaced by a warm pressure and an incredible feeling each time his dick rubbed my prostate. 

He fucked me harder and harder until I past the point of no return. My climax was unlike anything I had ever felt before. It started deep inside my ass and spiraled outward until cum spewed from my dick onto Henry's sheets. 

My ass clenched onto Henry's cock and he cried out as he came. His cock spewed hot cum onto his magnum sized condom as he buried his big monster balls deep inside me. 

Julie cried out with us as she came shortly after Henry and I. We all collapsed on his bed before Julie and I made our way up to my loft. 

I lay silently in the dark room with my sexy girlfriend by my side. The night had been incredible and eye opening. I knew my life would never be the same.



Roommates Ch. 02



Katherine took her time, re-reading through the initial interactions between the lawyer and her supposedly guilty client. The author had taken great pains to detail the interactions between the two main characters. Their meetings bristled with sexual tension, and the heat of the story flowed from the pages. Through her fingers and up Katherine's arms, her body began to hum rhythms of lust. Katherine began to shift her legs and squirm slightly as she re-read the first sexual encounter between the lawyer and client. The detailed description of the lawyer and client's tongues dancing together in her office. It always made her a little self conscious that she became so turned on by reading such lascivious material, but never so self conscious that she would stop. Her breathing quickened as her eyes feasted on the details of the sexy young lawyer having her business suit peeled off in her office. As the lawyer was hoisted up on the desk, Katherine slipped her hand beneath the waistband of her sport shorts. She could feel the warmth radiating between her lips as she gently stroked the small, soft mound of hair just above her pussy. As she gently scratched her and rubbed the soft, short locks of hair, she slowly extended her middle finger. Phrases such as nipples sucked and pinched, deep thrusts and moans, and stroking the shaft flashed before her eyes as she inched her finger between her swollen lips, feeling them moist and ready. She rubbed them for a moment and purred, taking a second to picture the scene. 

The smell of a heavy oak desk and of a man in the late summer evening, the feel of hard wood against human flesh, the taste of another's tongue....she began to move her hips and squirm. She parted her legs lightly and probed her longest digit in, just a bit at first, then deeper. She whimpered softly and brought her wet finger out to give her clit some attention.....it felt so good. God it felt soooo good.  Katherine's heart was racing as she read how the young lawyer assumed control and mounted her client in the high-backed leather chair. Katherine plunged two fingers into her now sopping pussy, and whimpered quietly with pleasure. 

Then, BAM! An aggressive, intrusive sound burst into her consciousness and broke the aroused spell she was under. The clamor of a heavy car barreling up the slight slope of their driveway rudely shook Katherine back to reality. 

What the FUCK is that? Katherine thought angrily as she jerked her hand from her now swollen pussy. But of course, she already knew. The rumbling of the oversized American made engine. The erratic squeak of the tires as the obviously impaired driver slammed the car to a halt and accidentally elbowed the horn as he.... of course it was a he, stumbled out of the vehicle. Katherine had heard this routine about a dozen times before, listening as Tony climbed out of the car three stories below. Tony was home, and he was ready to crawl into bed with Stephanie. He probably had a) been turned down by too many random women at the bar and was sufficiently horny to resort to plain old familiar sex with his loving girlfriend and, or b) had sated his fill of booze and fraternizing with his buddies and was ready for a nightcap, Or c) was just drunk and needed to pass out and their place was closer than his apartment to whatever bar he had his last drink. 

FUCK THIS. Katherine fumed as she swung out of bed and of the bedroom door, then down the hall to Stephanie's room. She was not going to let this happen. Not tonight. She opened her friend's bedroom door abruptly without knocking. Katherine had clearly heard the TV on as she approached Stephanie's bedroom door and assumed she was still awake. But Stephanie was out cold. The wine and emotion had overtaken her. Katherine also saw the foil wrapper of a sleeping pill on the nightstand, which no doubt finished her off. Stephanie lay there curled up on her side, snoring gently as re-runs of a 90's sitcom played out quietly a few feet away. There was no point now trying to rally her friend to stand up for herself. Stephanie would offer little to no resistance in her present state and would further be too tired or hungover the next day to summon any strength to argue. Tony would offer a few cursory apologies, start in with the smooth talk, and then they'd make up in a whirlwind of passionate sex. 

Not tonight. Katherine thought determinedly. She'd been interrupted TWICE now- and her boyfriend wasn't even home! All she wanted was a little fucking peace so she could enjoy her trashy novel and rub out a nice "O" or two. But instead she had to be the shoulder to cry on and relationship mediator, and a metaphorical cold shower was her only reward. FUCK THIS SHIT, she muttered. 

 Katherine narrowed her eyes and bounded determinedly out of the room and down the stairs towards the living room. She knew exactly what she was going to do. She was going to tell that lying, cheating, inconsiderate bastard to get the fuck out of her house and hit the road. Stephanie sure as hell wasn't going to do it. Katherine was just coming down the last flight of stairs when she heard him approach the outside door and slide his key in the lock. She started walking towards the front door when the deadbolt turned, and the door swing open. There, looking drunk, weary and stupid with a grin on his face, stood Tony. He immediately started in on the charm. 

"Oh, heyyyy Kat- you're up late.." but she cut him off. In a hushed shout, Katherine unloaded. 

"NO. NO. NO! You are NOT doing this again Tony. Not tonight!" Katherine walked boldly up to him with her pointer finger extended sharply at him and her other hand secured at her hip. 

"What? What the hell do you mean?" Tony answered, incredulous. Of course he knew what she meant. This may have been the first time she had confronted him, but he knew Katherine wasn't his biggest fan. She often addressed him condescendingly, which Tony took for her being stuck up. 

"You know exactly what I mean. Treating Stephanie like shit....like a disposable plaything! Then coming over here drunk at an ungodly hour trying to make up and get laid. Well, not tonight Tony. Just turn your ass around and go home!" Katherine was doing her best to contain her anger and not shout. She felt the blood rush to her face, then the adrenaline course through her veins as Tony closed the front door and squared to face her. 

"Look Kat," Tony began evenly with his palms out defensively, "I don't know what your problem is tonight, but I came to see Stephanie because she asked me to come over later." Again, Katherine wasn't falling for it.

"Bullshit, Tony! I have been up with her for the last 2 hours watching her cry and complain about you and your drinking, cheating and being an asshole! I heard her from my room fighting with you, so I know she didn't want you over!" She jabbed her finger at him and stood her ground. Tony, undeterred, shrugged her off and went to walk by her, but Katherine slid sideways to cut him off and stopped him. She held her right palm out and held it against his shoulder as she began in again. This time, even more firmly.

"Uh, uh. No. Not tonight Tony, I mean it. I have seen you jerk my friend around for the last time. If you really want to apologize, go home and sober up and come back when you are ready to treat her right. She's not some fuck toy at your disposal." It was hard for her not to scream at him, but she did not want to wake Stephanie and get her involved.

"Katherine, I don't have time for this bullshit right now." Tony again waived her off. This time he was visibility irritated. He rolled his eyes impatiently, and this time stepped back to his left to get around her. But again Katherine stopped him. 

"TONY. I said no! Get out of my house." she said insistently, again putting her palm on the front of his shoulder. "Go home. NOW!" she added forcefully, but as quietly as possible. Tony glared at Katherine, shook his head and took a half step back. He looked to the side for a moment, contemplating his next move. Breaking the momentary silence, Katherine continued. 

"I'm sick and tired of Steph putting up with you. You think you are a player, huh? So hot with your stupid ass car, your money and your own place you never let Stephanie see? She may not have the guts to say it, but you are a fucking asshole, and I told her tonight she needs to drop your dumbass!" Tony knew Katherine didn't like him, but this was the first time she had come out and said it so bluntly. He blurted out,

"Kat, I don't know who in the hell shoved a stick up your stuck up ass tonight, but I came here to apologize to Stephanie. I don't know what you heard, but it's nothing like you are making out."

"Bullshit, Tony. Like always, just more bullshit. You act like I don't know Stephanie at all, like we aren't roommates and haven't known each other since fucking college, you manipulative shit! I know your story, Tony. You'll go up there, knowing that Stephanie is drunk, you'll sweet talk her and promise her a bunch of shit, and in the morning she'll forget all about it. Well not tonight! Get OUT!" Tony shook his head again, getting even more frustrated. His face reddened as he was really starting to steam. In his semi drunk state, all he wanted to do was get in bed with his girlfriend, have sex, and pass out. And now her snobby, bitchy roommate all of the sudden decides that 3am on a Sunday morning was the perfect time to hash out why she hated him. Finally, he took a deep breath and steam rolled ahead. He stuck out his left arm and pushed her aside as he went to dart past her and said, exasperated,

"Look Kat, not now..." In his present inebriated condition, he underestimated his strength. Tony pushed her aside with a little more force than was needed. Katherine was caught by surprise; she knew he was strong but was taken aback by how hard he had pushed her. She had to scoot her legs back quickly to maintain her balance. Tony paused and shot a glance at her when he heard Katherine gasp, stopping for a brief second. She didn't know it, but he was relived she had not fallen. He hadn't meant to injure her. But it was all Katherine needed. 

"Don't push me you FUCKING ASSHOLE!" Katherine yelled as she wound up her right hand and delivered a fierce, crossing strike with an open hand across Tony's cheek. The sound of her hand striking him echoed sharply off the kitchen cabinets nearby. Tony turned, stunned at the force of the blow, and Katherine herself grew wide eyed, stunned at what she had done. They both paused, taking in what had just happened. Tony broke the silence first. 

"Ouch, Kat! Fuck, that hurt! Why are you being such a fucking bitch?!" he blurted. Katherine gasped and fire shot behind her eyes. Satisfied that Stephanie had not woken up, she gathered herself and in more hushed tones continued. "Don't you ever-EVER- touch me, you prick! Now get the fuck out of my house." Tony turned to look at her. His cheek burned. He had never seen Kat like this before, and he strangely respected her for what she had done despite it hurting like hell. She had some fight in her, for sure. Katherine was guarding the staircase from him, determined to turn him away. Her chest was heaving as she breathed, and her face was flush crimson with rage. Tony quickly assessed that she was very strong for her size. He knew he had pushed her too hard, so he decided to let that one strike go. Not wanting Katherine to start screaming again, he went to diffuse the situation. 

"Katherine, I'm sorry I didn't mean to push you so hard I just..." but before he could finish Katherine delivered another blow, this time with her left hand, to Tony's other cheek. 

"FUCK.... YOU!" she said in a hushed yell, with such fervor that spittle left her lips as the words whipped out between her clenched teeth. "That's for calling me a bitch!" That blow really stung, Tony had not expected a repeat blow. It hurt even worse than the first. He shot back. 

"Get out of my way you stuck up lunatic!" He pushed past her forcefully and stormed his way towards the stairwell by the kitchen. He could hear her unloading a fusillade of curses at him and he winced as she repeatedly slapped him on the back while he walked towards the stairs. Fuck, this girl is strong! he thought, wincing at the strikes. He just wanted to get to the stairs, but as he passed the kitchen he saw an opportunity to even the score with Katherine. He had never struck a woman in anger, but he wanted revenge for hitting him so savagely. As Katherine continued to beat on him on his back furiously, she didn't notice him pick up the plastic tumbler full of water she had left in the kitchen earlier. He snatched it up, pivoted on his heel in an instant, and tossed the full glass of water right in Katherine's face.

She gasped. The cold water shocked her to a halt as it soaked her sandy blond hair and skin. It saturated her top and ran down her body and got in and under her shorts. She wiped her eyes slowly, and looked at Tony, astonished. What the fuck just happened? She thought. Tony looked at her and appraised what he had done. It was almost funny, really. Almost. She had been assaulting him relentlessly while he just wanted to get to bed, so she fucking deserved it. Tony looked at her just standing there, watching her fume with rage. She was soaked- the tumbler had been nearly full. He took in Katherine's deep, furious glare, her semi- wet dirty blond hair, the droplets of water running down her cheeks to her neck and shoulders, some falling to her collarbone. Parts of her cotton tank clung tightly to her body. In the brief second they stood silently he took her all in. He stood rapt at the sight of her skin- still slightly tanned from the summer. The muscles in her arms and legs were impressively taught and ready to continue the fight. And through the soaked cotton fabric of her top, he could clearly make out her breasts. They were smaller than Stephanie's, but firmer. They stood pert with her nipples straining against the fabric at full attention. This furious woman looked like she wanted to kill him, but he could only be aroused by the sight of her standing there. She was gorgeous. His anger began to subside, but Katherine was furious. 

Tony was too slow, and Katherine easily slapped him again with a THWACK. The sting though, woke up his reflexes. When she went for another shot with her left hand, he blocked it and grabbed hold of her wrist. She re-loaded her right and flung her open hand wildly at his face, but this too he blocked. In an instant he took both of her wrists and drove them behind her back, pinning them against her ass. He then jerked her towards him, still pinning her hands behind her and holding her tightly against him. His face was on fire, but he starting to enjoy their spat. 

"Pleasssssse. Stooooop. Hitting. Meeeee." Tony purred at her. Katherine gritted her teeth as she struggled to get free. God he is strong she thought of as she glared at him. This ape is almost grinning at me, does he think this is funny? Her hands stung from hitting him. She wanted to kill him, but he had calmed down. Tony was looking at her almost admiringly. She could feel the large muscles in his arms as she struggled against him, and then his legs as he worked one behind her to keep her from kicking him. He kept cooing, "Kat, stop. Please. Kat, stop." She wriggled the best she could, and being so close to his chest she picked up large wafts of his scent- his deep, woody cologne that he used too much of, mixed with his skin and sweat. It smelled......fantastic. She struggled to get free, but found herself resisting less and less. Katherine had only been in his grip a few seconds, but it felt like an eternity. It was becoming pointless as strong as he was. She could feel his hard body grinding against hers as she struggled...she became acutely aware of her nipples rubbing against him....she was shocked to find them taut and tingling....it felt good. God it felt really good. She was trying to bend her hips and pull back, when one of her thighs first brushed it. She couldn't be sure, but on the next attempted escape she made sure she brushed it again. Her eyes opened wide in shock. Katherine could clearly feel Tony's hard penis bulging against the wool fabric of his designer slacks. Oh fuck, Katherine thought and in a fit of guilt gave one violent convulsion and managed to struggle free. 

Tony knew she had felt his cock and now gazed at her with primal lust. No. No way. Katherine thought, and unloaded yet another hard right hand to his face. Tony took it, but without pausing stepped towards her. Katherine cocked another blow but Tony blocked it, threw her arm down and pushed her back against the refrigerator. Her back knocked the stainless steel façade of the fridge with a THUD and she gasped at the impact. What the fuck....does he...God he is hot.....is this happening?? She thought as he pinned her against the appliance and thrust his hips forward, so she could clearly feel his thickness through her soft, cotton shorts. Stephanie had not woken up, so her brain was screaming at her to yell at the top of her lungs and wriggle away in protest. WAKE STEPHAINE UP passed through her mind. She could still turn back. Her mouth opened, but no words came out. Her brain was telling her lips to make noise, but a fire inside her was telling her to wait a little longer. It just felt so damn good. She had teased herself earlier, and sensing that relief was near her thighs and pussy became hot. Her teeth, still gritted together, only elicited shallow breaths and grunts as she squirmed slightly. Her arms were pinned in to her sides and her palms against his barrel chest. He had her wrapped in with one arm around her upper back and the other on her hip as he leaned in on her. She could clearly feel his cock now.  It was so...hard, and so....big. And he had it expertly pressed against her....just right. Sliding up her inner thigh, and probing under the fabric of her shorts. It was forceful, but not aggressive. He sensed her needs beneath the token resistance Katherine was offering. It felt very good. As he cooed softly for her to be quiet and started to grind in to her more, still locking her gaze, Katherine realized- to her horror....that she was soaking wet. 

"No!" she shouted and with a burst of adrenaline pushed Tony back and swung at his chest. But Katherine had shown her cards, and now Tony was determined to finish casting his spell on her. He simply took the blow, took a short step back to Katherine, and grabbing her forcefully, pulled her back to him, then again leaned in on her, his arms and her back hitting the fridge yet again. This time he pulled up her right leg violently to his hip, and pressed his throbbing cock up against her bare inner thigh. This time, Katherine moaned out loud. Not in pain. A deep, low, guttural moan of pleasure and submission. The rational side of her brain pleaded in vain for her to stop. But her body was tired of fighting, and now yearning to be taken. She made one last hearted effort, striking her palms against his chest lightly. Tony paused at this strike, but didn't let go. Katherine's eyes moved up and locked in on his. Her gaze changed from anger to hunger. She slowly ran her hands up and down the muscles of his chest, then this neck. As she looked at him, she knew she had one last chance to turn back.

In an instant Katherine shot her hands up behind his head and pulled his mouth towards hers. She hungrily shot her tongue inside his, and as they began to devour each other she let her hands slip down his chest and begin to unbuckle his designer belt. Tony let her leg drop but again thrust his pelvis up and into her. Katherine let loose her lips and gasped, her damp pussy now pleading to be filled. Tony tugged and tore and her tank top, pulling out one of her breasts over the fabric. He bent over to suck it. He was too tall, so he simply grabbed her by the ass and hoisted her into the air. She instinctively grabbed hold tightly around his neck and let him have his way. He held her high against him until her breasts were nearly level with his mouth. She wrapped her legs around him tightly, arched her neck and exhaled loudly. He was using his thumbs to pull down the back of her shorts. His massaged the cleft of her ass while his tongue found and traced her nipple, before taking it all in his mouth. She gasped. Oh fuck...that feels amazing. There was no turning back now. She was his. She knew she would hate herself in the morning, but at that moment she didn't care. She wanted Tony. She wanted him to fuck her. 




Roommates Ch. 02



She pulled herself close to him. Tony was now sucking on both exposed breasts and Katherine let her feet find the floor. She pulled away briefly and slapped him lightly on the cheek. He looked surprised, but she just met his gaze with desire. She then turned around and put her forearms on the fridge, sticking her firm ass out slightly. Tony grinned and moved to take her shorts off. He got down on his knees and pulled the cotton fabric to the floor, exposing her ass. He gave her deep, languid kisses on her cheeks and the backs of her thighs as he helped her out them. Katherine was panting now, and desperately wanted his cock inside her. But he was going to make her wait. Tony made his way back up her backside with his mouth, and instead of standing to take her forcefully, he surprised her by staying on his knees.

He pulled her hips back a bit more, and instead of plunging his erect penis in her tight pussy, he attacked her swollen lips with his tongue and lips. Uggggghhh......God....was all she could muster and she leaned all of her weight against the refrigerator. Tony lapped and sucked vigorously at her. Derek never did it like this she thought. For a brief second she cursed herself in her mind for letting such betrayal cross her mind, but that was followed with an even worse thought of fuck it, Tony has taken me, I'm his tonight, its Derek's fault for not being here....and with that she leaned back into Tony. Now dripping wet, she stood and removed her top, so she was now completely naked in the kitchen. This spurred him on with more intensity. Tony went wild with his tongue, him finding every crevice of her most delicate area. She purred and moaned quietly, as he kept teasing her clit. He didn't have a great angle, so Katherine took the initiative. She pivoted and turned to him quickly, then slung her right leg over his shoulder. Tony didn't hesitate and dove in again, tracing her lips with his tongue, finding her clit and sucking furiously, before plunging one of his thick fingers in her. Uhhhh...Katherine gasped as he felt her gently for a few moments. She covered her own mouth to keep from moaning too loudly. It wasn't long before he had two fingers inside of her, and began to expertly work them against the front wall of her pussy. He stroked and licked her furiously. God he knows what he is doing...she thought as she leaned her head back. Her hips took over and began to work rhythmically with his strokes. Oh shit...he's going to make me...it took an astonishingly short amount of time, but she knew she was going to get it when her hips began to quiver and her calves started to shake. She braced her arms against his shoulders as she kept working herself closer and closer. Oh God, oh God, Oh God she whispered desperately. Sensing the wave was about to crash deep within her, he only rubbed harder and licked faster. Oh God, Oh God, Oh God......and then it hit her. 

A deep, overpowering spasm coursed through her body as she lost control of her taut muscles. She braced one arm behind her on the fridge and pulled Tony's head firm against the soft, thin strip of hair above her pussy. Her hips bucked wildly and her bare nipples strained against the conditioned air of the townhouse. Tony let his tongue go flat and allowed her to finish at her own pace as her orgasm pulsed from her soul down her core and exploded out her. She strained her neck toward the ceiling as she grimaced with pleasure, and as the last bit of heat fluttered from her and her body came to a halt, she nearly collapsed from exhaustion. Tony sensing this, rose and caught her. Katherine was panting and looking down and away from him. After a few moments, she came back to her senses. She wasn't nearly finished. 

She fumbled at the buttons of his designer shirt, exposing his hairy chest. It was the antithesis of Derek, who shaved most of his chest in the name of vanity. Tony just didn't give a shit. She caught a strong whiff of his cologne again as she helped him out of his shirt, and then his pants. The buckle gave way and button soon after, allowing the slacks to fall freely to wooden planks of the kitchen floor. Tony tried to lean in and kiss her, but Katherine was too focused on what she wanted to do next. She dodged his lips this isn't the time to be sweet, Tony she thought. Instead, she kissed his chest and slid her hand under the waistband of his boxer briefs. She grinned wickedly as her mouth worked his pecs and then down his sternum, working his long, hard shaft the entire time. His tip was already moist with pre-cum as she stroked him. Finally on her knees, she pulled the blended fabric undergarments off him, and helped him step out. Still holding his cock, she shot a quick glance up at him, shook her hair to one side, shot Tony a wicked grin....then dove in on his dick. 

Tony suppressed a moan as she engulfed his member with her mouth, at the least the best that she could. Like the rest of her body compared to Stephanie's, her mouth was smaller. She couldn't take all of him, but she nevertheless attacked him with vigor. Her tongue bathed the taut skin on the underside of his erection. She painted long, deep strokes with it from his balls up the shaft. Tony's cock was every bit the 9 inches Katherine had seen in the shower. She took the tip in her mouth and teasing it with flicks of her tongue. She repeated this several times, each stroke punctuated by a muffled grunt of pleasure from Tony. She sucked the tip while running around the rigid ring at the top of his shaft. This was the largest cock she had ever sucked in her life, not that she had much practice. 

On occasion when she was deep in the throes of a drunken solo session, she would take her dildo into her mouth and remember the one wild time in college when she gave one of her professors a blowjob. Dr. Matt Keefe, who taught a few of her psyche classes, had the good fortune of catching young Katherine in a fabulous moment of weakness. She had gotten to know the professor pretty well being the driven academic she was. Katherine frequented his after-hours study groups so that she could ensure herself a good grade. Sometimes there were a handful of students in attendance, and sometimes it was just she and him. Over time small details of their personal lives emerged, and at times she found herself flirting with him. Her 2nd semester of senior year, he even started playfully suggesting she come to his apartment sometime and listen to him play his violin, which his ex-wife hated. Tall, lean and fit for being 45 years old, the professor wasn't bad looking, nor was he classically handsome. But one spring day, two days after Derek told her he needed some space, he was handsome enough. As that days study session was wrapping up, she casually told him of her own personal misfortune with Derek, and then suggested... why don't you pick up a six pack of beer and meet me back at your place? I'd love to hear that violin you keep bragging about.  Katherine walked a mile in the light, warm spring rain alone to his apartment straight from class. She let herself in with the key he had given her. Keefe was 5 minutes behind her with six bottles of Amstel Light.  Such a gentleman, but so unnecessary she had thought. He played for the 5 minutes it took her to finish her first beer, and by the end of the 2nd she was on her knees on the wooden floor of his den, worshipping his penis. 

Keefe was far from imposing, but she discovered he carried around a good sized cock. She didn't let him fuck her that day. No, she felt she and Derek would get back together eventually, and somehow her inner moral code decided that blowing the professor was okay, but somehow fucking him was not. So she stroked, licked, sucked and swallowed the professor unlike anyone had ever done to him. Twice. Katherine finished another beer after it was over, and let him play a few more songs on the violin for her. She and Derek got back together two days later, and after that Katherine never attended another study session. During the light of day since, she cursed herself for being so promiscuous. She wrote it off increasingly as a wild moment of bad judgment as things between Derek and her improved. But once in a while, in the dark of night alone, Katherine still fantasized about the experience. She would writhe wickedly in the sheets as she took her dildo between her lips, pretending it to be Keefe's cock, before dreaming of him fucking her as she plunged her toy deep inside her. 

The burning she felt now to have Tony's hard cock inside her was far more intense than those lonely nights fantasizing about college. Katherine continued to work Tony's dick with her hand, holding it out horizontally and running her tongue lengthwise down the shaft. She heard him say Ohhh yeah, suck my dick baby, oh yes...she just shook her head and told him to be quiet, not wanting him to wake Stephanie. Tony was taken aback by the skill and fervor with which Katherine pleasured him. This prude, snobby girl with a stick up her ass was sucking him like a goddess. Her perky little tits bounced and jiggled as she knelt up and down to work his swollen penis. He admired the tone in her arm muscles as she worked her hands, guiding him in and around her lips. 

Katherine then began to pump his massive dick slowly while she kept him in her mouth. She usually didn't swallow, but the fire burning inside of her caused her to reconsider. With Tony's hand on her head gently guiding her, the thought of him emptying himself into her waiting mouth sent tingles through the lips of her pussy. She could hear him breathing heavily as she picked up the pace. She wanted him to cum, and she could feel that he was close. But, Katherine wasn't finished. She had Tony going smoothly, pumping his cock while sucking his tip, while at the same time massaging his balls with her other hand. Her pussy was dripping with anticipation as she felt his penis beginning to quiver, and Tony's breath rapidly quickening. What she did next was proved tortuous for Tony, at least for a few moments. 

Katherine had a good hold on the end of him with her mouth while she held his shaft with her hand. Tony's head was leaning back with his eyes closed, expecting to release his hot semen into her mouth at any moment. With an audible "pop", Katherine pulled her head back and lips off his dick, while at the same time taking a hard grip on the shaft. Tony groaned and looked down at her in disbelief, wondering why she had stopped so suddenly. Katherine merely returned his look with a wicked smile. She held him firm as she stood up, stalling his orgasm with the force of her hold – yet piquing his interest. She looked him square in the face for a few moments as she gripped him. It was a mix of pain and pleasure for Tony, who wasn't sure what she had in mind. For a brief second he feared she might go for a knife and cut it off, wicked as she looked grinning at him. But then Katherine gently released his swollen penis and gave him an inviting gaze as she turned around. She again took position standing at the fridge with her back to him. She slowly stuck her luscious ass out, turning to look Tony in the eyes, then down his body to his cock, then her own naked ass. Her moral code was silent....take me...she thought. 

Tony's eyes went wide at the invitation. Because Katherine had sucked and stoked him so deeply and with such enthusiasm, he figured she intended just to fool around. He didn't think he would get to penetrate her. But he figured wrong. She wanted him, all of him, inside of her. Tony wasted no time. As if on instinct, his penis strained and quickly found her slick lips when he walked up behind her and took her by the hips. He knew she would be tighter and smaller than Stephanie, so he took care to guide himself in slowly. Within a few seconds, he was screwing her with savage force.

Oh......oh, ....God was all that Katherine could register in her mind as the synapses in her brain fired in an intense symphony. She couldn't quite wrap her mind around what had happened, what was happening, and what was going to happen next. 10 minutes ago she had wanted to kill Tony. Now, drunk with lust, she wanted him to screw her senseless. Earlier that night, she was acutely in tune with all of his faults and foibles. Then in the kitchen, she became with enraptured with his raw masculinity- his rugged face, powerful muscles and his relentless pursuit of her. With each thrust, with each intense scoop of his hips, the rhythmic transfer of energy from his loins into hers, she grew hotter and wetter. God he is strong...she thought between gasps. He was nearly picking her up off the floor as his long, turgid cock slipped up and deep inside her. She had doubted she could take all of him, but her saturated sex devoured his dick greedily. He had his right arm wrapped around her waist, holding her firmly to him, while stretching his fingers down between her legs and massaging her clit expertly. The left arm was grabbing her pert breasts roughly, then slid up to her neck and pulled her head back so he could kiss her neck, bite and lick her ears, and quickly thrust his tongue into her throat, which she readily accepted. She tasted the booze on his breath, which further fueled her desire. It was so raw, so primal! He had walked in and taken her like a motherfucking savage, and she found herself bending to his will.

She was panting....oh my God, oh God, oh shit....she must have become too loud at one point, as Tony covered her mouth with his palm as he continued to kiss her neck and shoulders. He kept his hand there for good measure as her released her for a brief moment with his right arm, and delivered two quick blows to her ass with an open palm. The audible SMACKS echoed off the clean, flat surfaces of the stainless steel and granite kitchen. He didn't smack her lightly. Katherine felt the sting and heat from the contact. It ran through her ass and thighs, then the sensation tingled in her pussy. She groaned with muffled pleasure through his hand, causing him to spank her firm ass one more time. Her groans deteriorated into short whimpers. The same whimpers she uttered outside the bathroom after watching Tony and Stephanie shower. The same whimpers that Derek often mistook for pain, but Tony expertly ignored. She was so close to orgasm, but could not quite reach it, not as easily after the first one. She could felt Tony's skin get slick with sweat. She felt he might cum any moment, but he had one more surprise for her. 

In an instant, he slid out of her and roughly turned her to face him. He pinned her arms over her head, and dipping his hips down, he slowly, gently slid his girth between her thighs while staring deep at her. You're mine his lustful gaze read. Yes I am Katherine's read back, and she closed her eyes and let him kiss her neck while he slowly pumped up and down as they stood facing one another. But it didn't last long. He slung his left arm under her ass, his right arm around her shoulders and then picked her up. Katherine kept her eyes closed and instinctively held on around his neck. She wasn't sure where they were going, but at this point she trusted that he knew what he was doing.

Tony carried her that way into the living room towards the sofa she and her roommates so often crashed on. He bent down and laid her on her back, staying in her the entire time. He knelt in front of her, spreading her legs far apart. He held one leg in his arm, the other resting on the back of the couch. Her legs were elevated in the air as he began to thrust in her slowly. Then faster. He kissed the calf of the leg he held, then the arch and top of her foot slowly. She melted when he guided his left hand down and massaged her clit with his thumb as he continued to take her. Touch yourself. He whispered. I want you to cum. 

 

 Tony marveled at her incredible body as she lay out on her back before him. She couldn't see him take her in, because her eyes were closed. But his cock only swelled more as he watched her body slide and twist at the force of his pumping. Her tits didn't sway like Stephanie's, which he found incredibly erotic. But he found himself just as turned on by her small breasts bouncing, her firm thighs contracting around him, and her taut stomach gleaming with sweat. Her whole body was electric and Katherine whimpered softly as she neared orgasm. She tried with all her might to be quiet, but it was impossible. As she ran her own hands up her torso and grabbed her straining tits, she pinched and massaged her nipples, causing her to groan loudly. She groaned again as she felt Tony speeding up the pressure on her pussy and clit. His cock filled every available inch of her. She scratched her neck and collar lightly as he remained focused on her rhythm. Tony and her began to sync with each ensuing thrust, then she grabbed his wrists. Her hips began to buck. Her chest began to redden, her eyes shut and her back began to arch. She felt like she was going to explode. She wanted him to do the same. Yes, yes, yes...Tony chanted frantically. It was too much. Too, too much. She knew she it was wrong, but she had gone this far and wanted it all. So she moaned desperately...cum with me Tony. Do it. Cum inside me.  He didn't stop, but didn't speak. Her eyes still closed, she again urged him. Cum in me Tony. I want you to explode inside me. 

 

 With that he fell on her, and gaining a better angle he grabbed the armrest of the couch over Katherine's head and pulled himself just a bit deeper, a bit harder. She wrapped her legs around him and pulled him in tightly. He gave her three massive thrusts and moaned, then paused for a nanosecond...then with a deep, soft moan, Tony emptied himself inside her. Katherine felt his dick spasm inside her, and the warm cum shooting deep inside of her. His dick pulsing, she matched his pleasure as her clitoris sung. He grunted through his teeth oh..shit...holy....ssshhhhhitt and placed a hand over her mouth as she nearly screamed- fuuuuuckkkkk, oh fuck yes, fuck.....wave after wave of energy ran through her as she arched and twisted against the weight of Tony's frame, which had now collapsed on her. They twisted and turned on one another for several seconds, letting the orgasm pass through them. 

They both laid there for several minutes, quietly catching their breath and taking in what had just happened. Katherine was still in a fog when Tony finally pulled himself up and out of her. He headed to the kitchen to collect his clothes. Then he turned to look at her. Naked and exhausted, she looked gorgeous to him. Katherine admired Tony's naked physique as he stood there. He too looked dazed, and extremely satisfied. He smiled at her quickly, then turned and walked upstairs. Katherine laid right there on the couch for a good 15 minutes while she came to her senses. She knew tomorrow she would feel terrible. For now however, as she stared at the ceiling and as her breathing recovered, all she could think was wow, that was amazing. 



Roommates Ch. 02



Thank you everyone so much for your feedback! Be it good, bad or otherwise, it has been super helpful! Thank you for favoriting chapter 01. Here is chapter 02, I hope you enjoy it!!

Thanks!

-Aeli

*****

"So, you work in publishing?" Elliot, my blind date, was going through the typical 'first date' questions. I smiled.

"Yeah, for graphic novels," I responded. He looked confused.

"You mean comics, right?"

"Sure. Comics." I smiled. Elliot was cute. Really cute actually. He seemed like a nice, put together and all around great guy. He was interning at a law firm, but he was next in line for a full time position. He lived by himself in a one bedroom apartment in the Financial District. He had a black lab named Martha and loved taking her for runs up Riverside Drive. It was a bit of a trek, but it was worth it. He lived well because he had money from his parents and he wasn't embarrassed about it.

Elliot had picked the restaurant. It was an incredible seafood place downtown where it was infamously difficult to get a table. We had just gotten our main courses. So far everything had been delicious. As I looked around the restaurant I wondered how I was going to afford to pay for my meal if he suddenly decided that he wanted to go dutch.

Patricia had set me up with Elliot. Hopefully, it was because she thought he was a good match for me. Secretly, I think it was to get me out of the apartment so her and Alex could fuck in private. I didn't usually say yes to blind dates, but I knew I had to get laid and sitting in my apartment wasn't going to get me anywhere. When you are getting off to your friend and your roommate fucking in the living room, you might need a dick intervention.

So far, Elliot was charming and the more we talked and the more wine I drank, the more attractive he got. Before I knew it, I was pushing the remains of my flowerless chocolate cake around my plate with my fork. I wasn't quite ready for the meal to be over. As the waiter cleared out plates I reached for my bag.

"What are you doing?" he asked.

"Umm...getting my wallet out for the bill." 

"No," he laughed, "No, I took care of that before. It's on me, I know the chef." 

"You're joking, right?" I laughed.

"No. Seriously, he's a friend of the family. His company caters our Hamptons parties every summer." Stunned, I slipped my wallet back into my purse.

"Do you always take girls to your chef's restaurant?" I asked.

"Only the ones who I think are worth it." 

***

"Patricia! Patricia! I know you're here." I practically bounded up the stairs to the apartment. I ran in, slightly tipsy on wine, a good date, and an excellent good night kiss. I ran over Alex's room and banged on the door. "Stop having sex and let me tell you about my date!" A moment later I heard a girlish squeal from inside and later Patricia emerged wearing one of Alex's shirts and nothing else. She gave me a huge hug and dragged me to the sofa.

"Tell me everything!" she smiled. 

"So," I started, "we went to an amazing place downtown, where he knows the chef, so we got the best of everything. He is so so so attractive and smart and sweet and his family has a house in the Hamptons and he thinks I'm adorable and wants to see me again as soon as possible." I could not believe how giddy I sounded. 

"That is amazing!" Patricia squealed, "I knew you two would get along. A classy guy for a classy girl."

"You seriously believe that shit?" Alex quipped. He was lurking at the edge of the living room in an old gym shirt and boxers. He had snuck out of his room and had, apparently, been eaves dropping on our conversation.

"Alex! That's rude!" Patricia yelped.

"Listen Erica," Alex said seriously, "he just wants to fuck you as fast as he can. That's the only reason he did all that shit. He's trying to impress you. If you're smart, you will get what you need and get out."

"Alex that-" Patricia started.

"What if I want a relationship?" I interrupted, "What if I want to see him for longer than a week? What if I want an actual human connection? Not everyone just wants to fuck Alex. God. You are such a...such a dick. I had a great date and you just had to come in and just rain on it."

"I'm just trying to tell you the truth Erica. Most guys are horn dogs," Alex answered.

"You mean most guys are like you?" I spat, "Elliot is a great guy. He is a better guy than you'll ever be." Alex's eyes narrowed on me. They were cold.

"I'm sorry that you're a fridge bitch who can't get laid, but that doesn't mean that you can be naive about the way the world works."

"Whoa, you guys," Patricia said, becoming the moderator, "let's all just take a break for a second. Okay? Okay?"

The tension between us could have been cut with a knife. I was staring Alex down, but he was holding my stare. Things were about to get uglier and everyone in the room knew it. Finally, he backed down.

"Fine," Alex mumbled, "Fine. Just...don't let me say I told you so."

"Yeah!" I shouted, "And I'm telling you, not every guy is an asshole!"

***

"So, this is my humble abode," I smiled as I opened the door to my room.

"Nice," Elliot smiled, "It's cute." It was the first time I had Elliot in in my apartment. I had timed it perfectly so that I didn't have work the next day and Alex was at Patricia's so I didn't have to deal with his attitude. Things hadn't really been smooth with us since our fight and I didn't want him to put me in a bad mood in front of Elliot.

I had transformed my room from its usual chaotic state. Its funny how the possibility of sex can incentivize some serious cleaning. I had brand new soft purple bedding and extra soft down pillows. I had replaced the light bulbs in my lamps and I had finally tidied my desk. I had swept, organized and even scrubbed the layers of dust off my baseboards. My room actually looked like an inviting, warm and sexy place. 

I had been seeing Elliot for about a month and we hadn't ever done more than make out. I had on a cute pink summer dress that made my waist look tiny and gave me amazing cleavage. It was time to take a leap forward in our relationship and I was going to do my best to make it happen tonight. 

Elliot made his way around the perimeter of my room, checking out the books on my shelf and pictures on my wall.

"Atwood's 'Oryx and Crake'?" he said.

"Yeah. Its, kinda, my favorite dystopian novel."

"Me too," he smiled, "I mean, I don't make it a habit of reading dystopian novels, but when I do, this is the one I'd choose."

"Being in the comic business, you read a lot of them."

"Yeah. I'd imagine that would be the case," he said as he settled on my bed. He sunk into my comforter. "Whoa!" he laughed. He hoisted himself to the center of my queen sized bed and spread out. "This is like a hotel bed. You must take sleeping or, other things, very seriously." He smiled broadly as he made himself comfortable. He leaned his head back into his hands, giving me an amazing view of his arms. His biceps bulged in his t-shirt. His shirt lifted ever so slightly to reveal his cut lower abs. I felt myself staring at him like a starved woman. I began to blush. I looked away.

"I like having nice things. I like keeping my space comfortable," I mumbled. I carefully worked my away around my room to the edge of my bed. I sat down. I had never felt so awkward in my own room. The very thing I had been fantasizing about was sitting right in front of me and I had no idea how to go about getting it. For the first time in a long time there was a guy, who I found attractive and who found me attractive, lying in my bed. His sandy blond hair spread softly on my sheets. His mischievous green eyes flashed up at me. Seeing him on my bed was quickly pushing me over the edge. 

"Come here," he whispered. I was all too willing to oblige. I crawled over to him on my bed and straddled him. My sweet pink summer dress began to ride up my thighs. The deep V cut of my dress made my tits look positively mouth watering. He brought his hands to my face and pulled me in for a kiss. He kissed me sweetly, gently, and softly. I began to grind my hips against his. He broke our kiss and flipped me over to my back and climbed on top of me. 

His hands stroked my face as his hips gradually began to join mine. I felt my body begin to scream for attention. My tits wanted to be grabbed. My hips wanted to be slammed. My mouth wanted to be violated. But, all I got was a delicate teasing. He was driving me crazy. I needed more.

I sucked his tongue into my mouth, imitating what I was craving to do to his cock. He moaned with pleasure. I felt his cock begin to press against my thigh. He began to run his fingers through my hair. I delicately put my hands on his chest and began to unbutton his shirt. I fumbled a few times but I finally got every button undone. I pushed his shirt up over his shoulders. He whipped it off the rest of the way while I ran my hands over his chest and abs. He was in much better shape than he let on. His shoulders were broad and freckled. His abs were tight and knitted into a deep V, which began at his hips that ran down to his growing hard-on.

He, finally, brought his hands to my chest. His hips became more insistent. The friction of his jeans began to press my dress up to my waist. I rolled my panty covered pussy against his jeans to release the stress. I was getting so hot that I began to gasp with each tiny release. I needed him inside me.

He delicately pulled the straps of my dress down my shoulders and gathered the top half of my dress to meet the bottom half gathered at my waist. He looked down at my breasts and he grabbed one in each of his hands. 

"You are so beautiful," Elliot whispered. He slowly rolled my nipples between his fingers. I felt my hips began to writhe. It felt so good. I wanted his mouth to join his fingers, but instead he began to run his tongue down my neck, in-between my breasts and down to my belly button. I desperately reached for his belt. I quickly undid it and whipped it off in one swift, almost comic, motion. I unzipped his pants and began to push his jeans down with my feet. He pulled his jeans off. I pulled my dress off. He hooked his fingers into the edges of my panties. He paused. "Are you sure Erica?" he asked, "I promise, I won't mind if you say no." I nodded emphatically.

"Yes! Please. Yes," I whispered. He pulled my panties down and then pulled off his boxers. His cock was hard and wet. The head was big, tight and red and, for the first time, I really understood wanting to lick a cock like a lolly pop. I felt my mouth water. But, before I could grab it, he shoved my shoulders down against the bed and spread my legs with his. Frantically, he began to push his cock into me. 

I wanted to have sex, but I need a bit more warming up than that. I started to say something, but before I knew it, his was inside me. Just having a man inside me felt so good that I didn't really care that I wasn't as wet as I wanted to be. It had been way too long.

"Yes," he hissed. He grabbed my hips and began to pump in and out of me. I looked at his face, his eyes were screwed shut in concentration. His hands were holding my hips. His abs were tensing with every thrust. His forehead was beading sweat.

I wanted to be at the same level he was. I began to press my hips against his, but the moment I moved, he pressed my hips back into 'place'. I started to squeeze his cock from the inside, trying to pull it further into me, imagining he was going deeper than he was. He gasped the first time I squeezed him. I smiled. He thrust harder. Yes, I was starting to get close. I squeezed again, making my pussy even tighter. 

"Shit!" he moaned and thrust even harder. I was getting close. I began squeeze him in rhythm. "Oh my God! Erica, I'm-" he moaned. He pulled out and came in short spurts on my stomach. I could have slapped him. I was so close. I could feel my orgasm creeping in through my toes. He quickly grabbed his boxers, wiped my stomach down and curled himself around me as big spoon. "That was so good baby," he whispered as his body enveloped mine.

"Elliot," I whispered, "I, umm, I..." I trailed off.

"What babe?" he mumbled.

"I didn't cum," I finished. Elliot was silent. I felt like maybe I had said something wrong. "I usually wouldn't say anything, but...it has been a long time," I rambled. He quickly snaked his hand between my legs to my pussy and began to roughly massage my clit.

"That what you want babe?" he whispered against my ear. I moaned from the initial contact, but, as he went on, he wasn't quite doing it for me. Right before I said something, he used his other hand to begin to finger me. I was getting closer. But, he kept missing my spot. He was sloppily thrusting his fingers into me, randomly hitting a spot that felt great and a spot that felt painful. But, damn it, I was going to cum. I began to grind my hips, trying to redirect his fingers. Between his rough treatment of my clit and haphazard fingering, I somehow managed to make the experience enjoyable. However, I was still resting on the edge of my orgasm. I needed something to push me over. I began to let my mind wander. After blazing through my typical masterbatory fodder, Alex floated into my brain. I tried to push him away, but the image of him fucking Patricia was emblazoned in my mind. I imagined his well muscled back flexing with every thrust. His ass tensing as he shoved his cock into me. My body shuddering as he tore me apart. I slowly felt myself begin to slip over the edge. I whimpered and moaned as I finally coaxed myself to orgasm. It wasn't very powerful, it wasn't very satisfying, but it was enough. Elliot looked at me and smiled.

"Happy now?" he teased. He quickly kissed my neck and shoulders, before sliding out of my bed. "Is this your bathroom?" he asked. 

"Yeah," I answered. He went inside. I heard the shower begin to run. I stayed in bed. I felt strange. I felt even more frustrated after sex than I did before. But, I reminded myself that the first time with a new partner isn't always perfect. 

Suddenly, I smelled something burning. I grabbed my robe and opened my door. It was coming from the kitchen. I didn't remember leaving anything on in the kitchen. I ran out to see what it was. I rounded the corner to the kitchen only to find a drunk and/or high Alex standing in-front of the stove in his boxer briefs trying to make grilled cheese.

"Fucking butter," he mumbled. 

"Alex, what are you doing here? Aren't you supposed to be at Patricia's?" I asked. He turned around, looked at me and smiled.

"Erica!" he yelled, "I'm makin' grilled cheese because it is the food of the Gods," he stated, very matter-of-factly, "I left Patricia at her place, because she didn't want to have a threesome with the hot grad student I met at the Columbia party. She was too short for Patricia," he complained, "Seriously, what is the point of fucking a bi girl, if you can't have threesomes? Columbia girl was so hot," he trailed off, "Anyways, hot Columbia girl abandoned me at 96th street for some Juilliard dancer fucker. So, here I am!" Apparently Alex had already had quite a night.

"Alex, maybe you shouldn't be using the stove in your condition," I responded. He looked stupidly adorable just standing there smiling and holding a smoking pan in his hand. "Give me that before you burn down the building." He handed me the pan and moved out of the way. "Now, do you want one or two grilled cheeses?" I asked.

"Two please," he responded as he sat, patiently, on one of the bar stools. He looked up at me like a pleased child. He must have been high out of his mind. I hated to admit it, but he looked cute. And the fact that I could see his rather impressive bulge in his briefs wasn't too bad either.

"You know what Erica?" he started.

"What?" I responded.

"I want to shay shorry!" he slurred.

"Shorry? Are you high? Or drunk? Or both?" 

"...Both...maybe..." he confessed. He continued, this time being overly articulate, "But still...I'm sorry! I don't like being mad at you Erica. I don't. We have to be friends. Are we still friends? Please?"

"Yes. Yes we are," I responded as I finished grilled cheese number one.

"Are you sure? You aren't lying just to get me to leave you alone?"

"I promise, it's the truth," I gave him a small smile as I served him his first grilled cheese. He bit into it before I could even put the plate down.

"This is amazing!" he cried, "This is like mom-level grilled cheese Erica."

"Thanks." 

"Seriously, this is fuckin' perfect," he managed to get out between bites. He continued, "Also, you were right...about Elliot, that is. Elliot...Elliot is a good guy. And I hope that when you guys finally fuck it's magical and that you have unicorn babies," he giggled. I laughed and handed him his second grilled cheese.

"Thanks Alex," I couldn't keep down the giggles, "Unicorn babies? Seriously?"

"He is like the perfect guy and you are like the perfect girl," he responded as he devoured grilled cheese number two. "So...unicorns," he said it like it was the most natural thing in the world.

"I've missed hanging out with you Alex," I confessed.

"Same here Er-Bear, same here," he smiled. Things between us seemed really sweet and positive for the first time in weeks.

"You know what," I started, "Elliot and I are going to his Hamptons house this weekend. I can invite two people to stay in the house with us. If you and Patricia have made up by then, you two should come. You guys can be my plus twos."

"Seriously?" Alex asked.

"Seriously, its gonna be hot as balls in the city this weekend. Come," I smiled. Alex smiled back.

"Sure. Sure," he nodded, "it's a date."

TBC...