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Roommate Tempts Girlfriend Ch. 01

By: remnick13



Not my first cheating girlfriend story, but my earlier ones weren't well received, which doesn't bother me that much because there's always anonymous critics - who haven't actually written anything themselves - bashing other people's work. The reason I wasn't satisfied with those other stories was because they weren't written to best of my ability.

All characters are over eighteen and the females characters are inspired as followed...

"Melissa Gellar" is Kaley Cuoco (The Big Bang Theory)

"Cassandra Correa" is Vanessa Lachey (Wipeout)

"Alana Jones" is Nicole "Coco" Austin (Ice Loves Coco)

***

Arthur Olsen, a graphic artist earning a decent living, currently resides with his girlfriend, Melissa Gellar in a cushy two bedroom apartment. They started off as just roommates, but a romantic relationship blossomed over the course of several months. Melissa is a waitress without much of an education, but she is sweet and sexy. A rare find indeed. Arthur fell for her instantly despite the pitfalls that can materialize when dating one's roommate.

Melissa had some reservations only because they shared little in common. Arthur could also be a bit of a head case at times. Her closest gal pal and fellow waitress, Cassandra Correa had a low opinion of Arthur. She thought he was meek and not handsome enough for Melissa, so she openly tried to set Melissa up with other guys. This naturally offended Arthur a great deal, but Melissa assured him that it was all in jest and Cassandra was not to be taken too seriously.

Adding to Arthur's insecurities brought out by Cassandra, was that Melissa's best friend from high school - Raymond Brett - was going to stay with them for a indeterminate time. Raymond was pursuing a career as a fashion photographer and invited to crash with them while struggling financially. Melissa and Arthur now shared the master bedroom, so there was plenty of space for Raymond in her old room, which had been converted into a guest bedroom.

Arthur had seen old pictures of Raymond and didn't think he was particularly good looking. In fact, you might even say that Raymond was gawky. What really had Arthur uneasy was the strong emotional bond which Melissa and Raymond apparently shared. Even though they hadn't seen each other in almost two years, Melissa still referred to Raymond as her "best friend." Shouldn't her boyfriend be her best friend?

Arthur regretting asking Melissa once why nothing had ever "happened" between her and Raymond. She blushed and admitted they did makeout at party when they were eighteen. It was the night before graduation. They played spin-the-bottle as a gag, but things got intense because the bottle landed on them three times. It was a simple closed mouth kissed the first time and none of the onlookers were pleased with how reserved the two were, so the second time they were goaded into a long and wet French kiss. The third time they were told they had to go make out in the closest for five minutes as per the rules. They went at it hot and heavy and were applauded when they exited the closest.

Arthur prodded no more even though he wondered why they didn't hook up after the party. Melissa didn't lose her virginity until she was nineteen and a community college student. Arthur took solace in that. Maybe she thought of Raymond more like a brother? Maybe alcohol at the party was the only reason she lapsed and kissed him?

Arthur and Melissa made love the night before Raymond moved in, wanting to take advantage of their last bit of alone time. She wore a sexy black negligee to bed and he gave her a tender neck rub, which was their normal pre-sex routine. Then it was the missionary position as usual once they got into it.

Arthur would prefer Melissa to be on top because it would easier on his sore back, but he was deeply infatuated with her and would've had sex with her on hot coals if need be. He was just under six inches in length and she had a tight snatch. They kissed lovingly and she sighed contently. It wasn't too erotic... more like something out of a lame romantic-comedy movie.

"Mmm... I love you, sweetie..." she said in bliss as he grabbed her right leg for leverage.

"Ohh... I love you too, honey..." he replied while trying so very hard to pace himself.

Their bed creaked slightly as he slid in and out of her wet pussy. After a few minutes of this tame approach, she felt his stiff cock swell and fill her with hot cum. The expression on face revealed that he wished to have lasted longer... or at least until she also had an orgasm.

"Was that good for you, my sweetie-pie?" she asked in a cutesy voice.

"Yes, of course," he said while catching his breath. "It always is. I love you so much."

"Mmm... I have and idea... Let me get on top..." And with that they rolled over and she straddled him. He was not expecting this, but it was a pleasant surprise. She rode him - her hips going back and forth - while arching her back and digging her fingernails into his thighs. It was quite the sensation and he had to grip the mahogany headboard to hang on.

"Oh...wow...oh...wow..." he stammered. "Melissa... what's gotten into you?"

She placed one had on his stomach to balance herself as she bounced up and down on his dick. "Mmm... You like that? That feel good?" She seemed to be abnormally excited and she caressed her breasts, pinching and tweaking her hard nipples. Then, she leaned down to kiss him and he was able to paw her nice ass cheeks. It was by far the best sex they'd ever had.

She snapped her head back - whipping her blonde hair - and moaned louder than ever before while staring up at the ceiling. "Ohhhh... YES! YES!" She was really picking up the pace - lost in a sea of ecstasy - as he held onto her gyrating hips. It had only been a few minutes, but he grimaced and shot his load once again while she continued to ride him.

"Oh my...yes... I'm...I'm gonna... I'm gonna cum...I'm cumming..." she cried as she bucked her hips a last time and collapsed on top of him. His cock remained inserted in her slit as they rested and cuddled. If only Cassandra could see them now he thought. Then she'd know what Melissa saw in him.

It wasn't until a few hours later when Melissa slept soundly that Arthur began to feel anxious. He was so caught up in the moment that he didn't question why Melissa had her eyes closed during most of their sexual escapades. Was she thinking of another man?

Everyone fantasizes and there's no real harm in it as long a she was thinking of some famous Hollywood hunk. A handsome leading man with chiseled good looks, but she's had nothing on her mind lately except for her "best friend" Raymond.

Arthur had to let his worries go because Melissa hated when he acted paranoid.

***

Arthur and Melissa brought Cassandra with them when they picked Raymond up from the bus station the next day because Melissa thought that Cassandra and Raymond might hit it off romantically. Arthur didn't enjoy having Cassandra tag along, but she was actually civil on the ride over.

Raymond gave Melissa a innocent peck on the lips when he emerged from the station, then shared a long hug with her. They were clearly delighted to see one another as they nuzzled each other tightly. Raymond also whispered something in Melissa's ear and she giggled.

"What's so funny?" Arthur asked.

"Oh, it's just an inside joke," Melissa explained.

Raymond wasn't as gawky as in those old high school pictures. He had aged very well and Cassandra was definitely impressed because she eyed him seductively on the way back to the car. Arthur always thought Cassandra was such a harlot.

Arthur drove with Cassandra sitting shotgun. Melissa sat in the backseat with Raymond, so that they could chat and catch up. Arthur had to wonder why Cassandra was there if Melissa was planning to sit with Raymond on the ride home?

"So, any gigs lined up?" Melissa asked.

"Yeah, you guys ever hear of Miss Ali-Kat 19?" Raymond replied.

Arthur did in fact know that risqué internet handle, but choose to remain silent.

"Well, her real name is actually Alana Jones," Raymond explained. "She's an extremely popular internet celebrity with her own website where she posts sexy photos of herself."

"What, like pornography?" Melissa inquired. "Where she's like naked?"

"No, no nudity... They're just tasteful and sexy pics," Raymond assured.

"Hmm... Ever whack it to this Ali-Kat 19 lady?" Cassandra asked Arthur.

"What?" Arthur was so ticked off by Cassandra. "Of course I've never..."

"Why would he with a sexy ass girlfriend like Melissa?" Raymond interjected.

"Sexy?" Melissa teased Raymond and within seconds they were engaged in a tickle fight.

Cassandra watched them playing with a sly grin as Arthur tried concentrating on the road.

"So, this Ali-Kat 19 hired you takes some photos?" Arthur asked to break them up.

"Yeah, we have a beach shoot scheduled for the weekend," Raymond bragged.

"Well, good luck with all that," Arthur said insincerely.

"You should take some pics of Melissa," Cassandra added. "She could be a model."

"No, I'm not pretty enough for that," Melissa said humbly. "Those women are perfect."

"Yeah, you're kinda plain looking," Raymond jested and soon the tickle fight resumed.

Cassandra was proud of her handy work while Arthur was left simply fuming.

***

Raymond returned home to the apartment late on Saturday while Arthur and Melissa were snuggling on the couch and watching TV. Raymond sat down beside Melissa and opened up his laptop without so much as a "hello." Arthur clearly didn't appreciate the intrusion.

"I wanna show you the pics I took today," Raymond said with glee.

"Sure, we'd love to see them." Melissa spoke for both herself and Arthur.

"Unless I'm interrupting anything?" Raymond asked. "A romantic evening?"

"No, it was just quiet uneventful night at home," she lamented while turning off the TV.

"Great..." Raymond uploaded the photos from his flashdrive and opened the album. The first set of photos were of the blonde and busty Alana Jones on the beach, flaunting her artificial bronze tan and 36DD breasts in a yellow string bikini.

Arthur was careful to hide how horny these pictures were instantly making him. Many of the shots accentuated Alana's ample backside. Her thong bikini bottom was wedged into her beautiful ass to the point where she appeared to be going commando.

"Well, what do you guys think?" Raymond asked.

"Provocative," was all Arthur could muster, shifting to hide a growing erection.

"You obviously know how to make a woman feel sexy," Melissa complimented.

"I'm sure most people would say she was already sexy," Raymond said modestly.

"No, I know guys think she's hot," Melissa clarified. "But you made her all alluring."

"Alluring?" Raymond asked with smile.

"Yes, even I'd make out with her after seeing these photos," Melissa taunted.

Arthur couldn't believe his ears. Did his girlfriend make a joke about being a lesbian?

"Okay, now that's what I'd call... alluring," Raymond kidded.

Raymond and Melissa then shared an awkward pause before he displayed the next set of photos, which were of Alana in a blue string bikini and white pumps. She was standing atop a glass coffee table and dancing with a red boa wrapped around her neck.

"Patriotic colors," Arthur observed. "Red, white, and blue."

"Yeah, for her calendar," Raymond explained. "That's our 4th of July theme."

"Where were these taken?" Melissa wondered.

"Alana's hotel suite," Raymond proclaimed.

"Really?" Melissa was shocked. "You went back to her hotel?"

"Yeah, but we didn't have too much privacy." Raymond closed his laptop. "Fans found out were she was staying and kept sending up flowers and champagne. Even when we put up the do not disturb, she still felt like the atmosphere was spoiled."

"Too bad," Arthur said without really hiding his delight.

"That's why I invited her over here tomorrow to finish the shoot," Raymond added.

"Here?" Arthur asked with a gulp.

"If it's cool with you guys?" Raymond was so very polite.

"Absolutely," Melissa stated. "Anything to help give your career a boost."

"Thanks, you guys are the best," Raymond said. "Now, I gotta hop in the shower."

"You probably need a cold shower after a day with Miss Jones?" Melissa joked.

"Cold shower?" Raymond shook his head. "Nope, I gotta relieve myself... immediately."

"Well, have fun in there," Melissa said as Raymond entered the bathroom.

Arthur was not amused. "He's jerking off in our shower? That's all right with you?"

"It's only natural..." Melissa began squeezing the bulge in Arthur's pants. "And don't you be such a hypocrite. I saw you drooling over those pictures. You have hard-on because you know she'll be here in the flesh tomorrow."

"Well...I...guess...that...um..." Arthur mumbled.

"You're going to brag to all your work friends on Monday..." Melissa was energized as she continued rubbing his erection through his pants like she wanted to make him cum. "You wanna look at the pictures again?"

"No...you're doing a good job..." Arthur laid back and Melissa slipped her hand into his pants and under his boxers to stroke his shaft unimpeded. He closed his eyes and his mouth hung open.

Meanwhile, her eyes then drifted to the bathroom door. She could hear the shower running and knew that Raymond was taking care of himself. She bit her bottom lip and began jacking her boyfriend with gusto until he shuddered and spurted in his boxers.

"Oh...wow...that was...amazing," Arthur moaned.

Melissa quickly averted her eyes from the bathroom door. "Sure... I love you, sweetie."

"Want me to return the favor?" Arthur was motioning to their bedroom.

"That's okay," Melissa said. "Tonight was all about you." Then, she kissed him on the lips.

After the men turned in for the night, it was Melissa's turn in the shower. As the warm and soothing water doused her desirable body, she decided to take a cue from Raymond and relieve some stress. Arthur's presence - or lack there of - had little effect on her orgasms.

She had been responsible for her own orgasms for most of their relationship. With her and Arthur, it was more about the emotional connection as appose to the meaningless sex she had with guys back in college.

Her hands roamed softly over her chest and down between her legs, softly caressing between her moist folds. Feeling the tingle that has been lingering in her pussy - since she saw the photos - start to spread throughout her body, she increased her pace.

One hand pinching and twisting her nipples, the other rubbing her clit. The pleasure was flowing over her in waves now, imagining it was her in those steamy photos snapped by Raymond.

"Mmm...ohh...yes...ohh...yes..." echoed from her and throughout the bathroom.

She pulled the shower head down with a free hand, trained it between her legs and within a mere seconds, had an explosive orgasm. Dropping the shower head and almost losing her balance. "OHH... GOD!!!" It took a moment for the intense sensation to subside as she clutched the sliding glass door.

It was the second mind blowing eruption between her legs since Raymond reentered her life, but she tried not to harp on the connection. Satisfied, she cleaned herself up and crawled into bed with her boyfriend a few minutes later. He was sleeping like a baby.

***

Alana Jones, an internet siren also known as Miss Ali-Kat 19, dropped by on Sunday afternoon and was greeted by all three. She was wearing shades, low cut jeans, and a snug halter top. She was a total diva and also carried a small piece of designer luggage. Raymond welcomed her with the same innocent peck on the lips which Melissa received back at the bus station. Then, he made the proper introductions. "Alana, these are my wonderful roommates, Arthur and Melissa."

"Hello," said a flustered Arthur, trying not to stare at Alana's chest.

Alana removed her shades and greeted both with kisses on the cheek.

"We're thrilled to have a famous person in our home," Melissa gushed.

Alana gave Melissa's curves a once over. "Wow, you're so pretty," she flattered.

"Me? Really? No, you're like a super beautiful woman," Melissa said while blushing.

"Don't be shy," Alana asserted. "If you posed with me, my fans would fall in love with you."

"There's an idea," Raymond quipped, also eying Melissa. "Wanna become a star?"

"No, thank you, but I couldn't," Melissa said firmly and Arthur was relieved.

"Such a shame," Alana said while continuing to admire Melissa's figure.

"You should ask our neighbors," Melissa suggested. "They're all about girl on girl action."

"Kinky," said a titillated Alana. "I'd love to meet these girls."

"I don't think that would be appropriate," Arthur exclaimed.

"What a buzz kill," Raymond grumbled.

Arthur threw Raymond a distasteful look, which the ladies noticed.

"You can change in my bedroom," Raymond offered kindly to Alana.

"Cool... " Alana then unzipped her luggage. "I brought over a few outfits I'd like to show you." Raymond led Alana into his bedroom and shut the door behind them. Arthur and Melissa had a nice peek at Alana's exposed red thong before the door was closed.

"She's gonna undress in front of him?" Arthur queried.

"Well, he is an artist," Melissa replied.

"So?" Arthur was clearly not impressed.

"The female form is a work of art..." Melissa posed. "And it's his right to appreciate it."

Melissa and Arthur set aside this afternoon to tidy up in the kitchen, so not to interfere with the shoot. Nevertheless, they had a great view into the living room, which Raymond had turned into a makeshift studio earlier in the day. Alana emerged from his bedroom in pink cotton panties and a snug t-shirt, which was conservative attire for her. Clearly, she had no brassiere on underneath the shirt as her nipples were easily perceptible to all.

"We're not bothering you are we?" Melissa asked.

"No, not all," Raymond said.

"Alana?" Melissa wanted to be sure.

"Please, this is your home," Alana said. "You're more than welcome to watch."

Arthur did most of housework himself as Melissa was quite fascinated by the modeling process as it unfolded in the living room. Raymond played some pop music for Alana to dance to. It was the Beyonce / Lady Gaga duet "Video Phone" and Alana moved like a stripper as Raymond cheered her on.

"C'mon, Miss Ali-Kat, let's see that world famous booty!" Alana obliged and hit Marilyn Monroe like pose while Raymond got into position with his camera. "You have to make love to camera!" he urged as he continued to snap away.

"Shouldn't I be lying down for this?" she wondered.

"Not just yet..." Raymond seemed quite dedicated to the task at hand.

"Is this what you want..." Alana slipped her thumbs into her panties and teased like she was going to remove them. Instead, she arched her back and slowly licked her top lip.

"I want more passion..." Raymond stressed. "Make the voyeur feel desired..."

"Desire?" Alana pushed her breasts together and blew Raymond a kiss. "Like that?"

"Put you hands under your breasts and hold them like cupcakes," he replied.

Alana did as he asked. "You wanna try these cupcakes?" she teased.

"Make me believe you wanna fuck my brains out!" he commanded.

"Mmm... I like this direction..." Alana sunk to her knees and dry-humped the floor. Snug as it was, her t-shirt did little to contain her bouncing tits. Arthur was no longer paying attention, not wanting an erection. Contrarily, Melissa was completely entranced.

Raymond then brushed hair out of Alana's face and appeared to kiss her neck.

"Ray... No... You'll ruin my makeup," she protested, but without much gusto.

Raymond circled behind Alana and she spanked herself for his benefit.

"Alluring..." Raymond said to Alana, drawing a smile from Melissa with the reference.


Roommate Tempts Girlfriend Ch. 01



"Be sure to get my good side..." Alana hiked up her panties, giving herself a wedgie.

Melissa could see in Raymond's eyes that he wanted to ravage Alana's curvaceous body.

"Let's go and get some bedroom shots..." Raymond helped Alana to her feet and they hurried into his bedroom. Melissa was somewhat disappointed that she wasn't going to see anymore.

Inside the bedroom, Alana reclined on the bed and Raymond straddled her thighs.

"I wanna see your bedroom eyes," he said as he zoomed in on her face.

Alana appeared aroused as she gazed up into the lens and puckered her full lips.

"Perfect..." Raymond was pleased with her performance as she raised her leg and her thigh made gently contact with his crotch. He surely realized what was happening, but continued taking pictures like a professional because he was getting some incredibly seductive images.

Beyonce continued to play in the living room as Arthur poured lemonade.

"Should we turn the music off?" he asked as he handed Melissa a glass.

"No, they can probably still hear in it his room," Melissa reasoned. She then used the glass of lemonade to cool off, holding it her forehead. Arthur was unwilling to ask what it was that had her all hot and bothered. She actually seemed to be day dreaming.

Meanwhile, Raymond got cozy next to Alana on the bed as she sat up.

"Well, I guess were about done here," he said. "I got all that I need."

"Not so fast, sexy..." she responded. She then leaned over to kiss him with her pouty lips and he didn't hesitate in kissing her back. She also rubbed his thigh as the kiss became more and more passionate. He was pitching a massive tent in his jeans. So many guys have jerked off to her pictures on the internet. Raymond was living all their fantasies.

"Mmm... Ray... You make me so hot... I want you so bad..." She leaned back in the bed and yanked his t-shirt off, exposing his hairy chest. His hands wandered underneath her top and fondled her 36DD breasts. If she actually wore a bra, now would've been a good time to unclasp it.

Even over the music, Melissa and Arthur could detect the soft moans coming from Alana.

Raymond was soon on his back with Alana straddling him. "Wanna see..." She removed her top to reveal her famous knockers. He fondled them with his strong hands for only a moment before she lowered herself so he could take her pink nipples into his mouth and suckle. "Mmm... so nice... suck on my big titties..." she sighed. Alana was so vein and considered sex with her to be a privilege.

They were soon kissing again - they're lips smacking together - but he couldn't resist and quickly returned to sucking on her big tits. "Yes... that's good... that's how I like it..." she cooed. She then crawled back between his legs, squeezed his erection, and slowly undid his fly. "Let's see what a big man you are..." Never did she break eye contact with him as she did this. A true seductress.

Melissa couldn't conceal her smile, creeping closer to the door, much to Arthur's chagrin.

Alana planted kisses on Raymond's abdomen while his ten inch member was nestled between her breasts, already dripping precum. "How 'bout a nice blow job?" She asked rhetorically while teasing his big cock with a quick titty fuck. Then, she began sucking on his thick and throbbing mushroom head.

"Ohhh... fucking hell..." he groaned. He also had a great view because her juicy ass - still garbed in pink cotton panties - was seen in the reflection of the mirror above his dresser.

"Yeah... suck my cock... suck it good!!!" He looked down at her platinum blonde hair as she took even more of his cock into her mouth. Her soft lips and warm tongue skillfully worked his shaft. He wondered if the slurping sounds were heard outside. Maybe he wanted Melissa to hear them and fantasize about his long and thick fuck-stick?

Her head bobbed up and down - taking in about eight inches without gagging - while also caressing his scrotum with one hand. He palmed her head to guild her pace and let out a mighty bellow. With her free hand, she tugged her panties down to her knees. Her pussy was hot and sopping. She needed to be fucked bad, but wanted to taste his cum first.

Melissa's heart was racing as she listened from outside.

"What are you doing?" Arthur demanded to know.

"Relax, this will be a funny story to tell one day," she promised.

An epic blow job continued on the other side of the door since Raymond had great stamina. Alana sucked his cock with vigor while shifting her weight to his side. This allowed him to remove her panties which were now down around her ankles.

Realizing he wasn't about to erupt, she let his dick plop from her lips. "Baby, this gonna be the ride of your life..." she vowed as straddled him. "This is some good pussy..." She then stimulated her clit with the head of his cock. "Ohhh... Ray, such a big hard cock you have..." He was well endowed, but she was well broken in and prepared for his girth.

"C'mon, Miss Ali-Kat 19... let's see what the hype is all about..." He was gripping and kneading her plump ass cheeks, then the first inch of his huge cock penetrated her slit and he was slowly starting to impale her. She sighed while screwing herself down onto his wide shaft. She'd had many impressive dicks over the years, but he was just about one of the biggest.

He used his thumbs to manipulate her nipples, then he squeezed her tits as she grinded him into the mattress with enough force to make the headboard to thump against the wall.

Melissa's jaw dropped. She and Arthur had never made a headboard thump like that.

"YES!! YES!! YES!!!" Alana moaned, then she dug her fingernails into Raymond's chest and made sure he was looking her in the eyes. It was the same "come hither" look she gave him through the camera lens as she rode him for several minutes.

"OHH...YEAH...FUCK...YEAH!!!" he grunted - gritting his teeth - while having the orgasm she'd worked hard to give him. His thick shaft swelled and sprayed hot cum deep into her waiting pussy.

"OHH...GOD...YES!!! FILL ME WITH YOUR HOT CUM BABY!!!" she screamed.

She kept bouncing on his dick until she milked the last few drops of semen out of him.

Outside, Arthur pulled Melissa away from the door as she giggled like a school girl.

"It's none of our business," he asserted.

"Raymond wouldn't mind..." she explained. "He's a little bit of a showoff."

Inside, Alana was now on her knees as Raymond fucked her from behind.

"Mmm... yeah... fuck me just like that..." she begged, looking back at him and holding his hand so to meet his every thrust. He wrapped his strong arms around her toned stomach and pulled her up to kiss her again, then he let her fall back on her hands and knees so he could continue pounding her cunt and making her ass cheeks jiggle.

"Ohhh... gawd... yes... such a big thick cock!!!" she screamed out in ecstasy.

He had a firm grip on her curvy hips as their flesh smacked together loudly.

"Ohhh...yes...ohh...gawd..." she panted while on the verge of her own orgasm.

He leaned forward - putting his weight on her - and the bed was creaking big time.

"FUCK ME!! FUCK ME!! FUCK ME!!!" Her 36DDs were bouncing as she supported them both with her arm strength. "I'M CUMMING!! YES!! I'M CUMMING!!!" Just as it looked like the bed frame was about to collapse, she finally had an orgasm.

"Ohhh... fuck.... yeah... so fucking good..." she whimpered in absolute exhaustion.

He pulled out and his cock was coated with her cream.

"Alana, you are a damn pleasure to work with," he complimented.

Her juices flowed from her pussy - down the inside of her leg - and onto the sheets.

"Mmm... Ray... I'm gonna have to make you my official photographer," she teased.

"I don't think you can afford me," he replied as he gave her light smack on the ass.

"Baby, we'll work something out," she promised, then they made out some more.

Raymond exited his room a few minutes later in his jeans. He turned the music off, then hurried into the bathroom, shooting his two roomies a casual wink along the way. Neither Melissa nor Arthur had anything to say to him... What was there to say?

This was however the first time that Melissa had seen Raymond without a shirt since he moved in. He'd put on a lot of muscle mass in the past couple years, but she figured that Arthur didn't need to know this information since he was a flabby and insecure.

Alana paid Raymond his reasonable fee before she showered and departed after that.

***

Later, Melissa cooked dinner for Arthur and Raymond. The two men watched their best girl by the hot stove while Raymond had a cold beer. It was overall an awkward silence until she decided to break the ice. "So, are you two like a couple or something?" she asked.

"No, we were just having a good time," Raymond bragged. "No harm in that."

"Hmm..." Melissa seemed to disapprove. "I don't know."

"Jealous?" Raymond asked.

Arthur was wondering that as well.

"I introduced you to Cassandra because you two could be good together," she claimed.

"I'd rather meet your lesbian neighbors," Raymond kidded. "Are they hot?"

"Yes, they're very attractive, but so is Cassandra," Melissa emphasized.

Raymond looked to Arthur. "What's this Cassandra chick really like?"

"She's horrible," Arthur answered without hesitation. "The worst person I know."

"What!? Arthur! How dare you say that!?" Melissa was upset that he'd say a nasty thing about her close friend. "That was completely uncalled for." For the rest of the evening she was mad at him and forgot all about her dismay over Raymond hooking up with Alana.

Arthur realized he'd slipped up, but still felt Melissa overreacted. He went to bed early while Melissa and Raymond chatted in the living room and had a few beers. He showed her the brand new pictures of Alana which led up to their wild sex. Melissa was curious if he'd taken any pictures during the intercourse itself, but she was too bashful to ask him.

"What's on your mind?" Raymond asked.

"When was the last time you had a serious girlfriend?" she replied.

Raymond sipped his beer, hesitant to answer. "You remember Torrie Van Zandt?"

"Yeah, she was a stuck-up bitch," she snapped, remembering her disdain for Torrie.

"We dated for a year before she broke my heart," he said, suddenly quite gloomy.

"It's gonna be all right. You're a great guy." Melissa inched closer to him, trying to be comforting. "You don't need some snooty girl like Torrie in your life." She also tinkered with the falic shaped neck of her beer bottle, perhaps still thinking about sex on some unconscious level.

"I mean, I don't know what I did wrong. I did everything for her." Raymond put his feet up on the coffee table as if this was his home. "I treated her nice. I paid for every date. What more does she want from a man?" Arthur would've been mad to see Raymond forget that he is only a guest here.

"Who cares what she wants?" Melissa spoke with certainty. "She is not worth it."

"You really think so?" All of Raymond's confidence seems to have disappeared.

"Ray, you are a terrific guy. You don't need to worry about some snob who doesn't care about you." Melissa gave his bicep a playful squeeze. "You need to be with an amazing woman. A woman who'll love every single thing about you."

"Is that how it is for you and Artie?" he asked in a cunning manner.

Melissa took a big gulp before responding. "Yeah, sure, sometimes. Day by day."

"Thanks for taking me in and being such a good friend." He boldly placed his hand on her thigh. "I appreciate it." He petted her knee and thigh in way that was not uncommon for friends. Meanwhile, her hand had moved from his bicep up to his board shoulders.

"Sure, you know I'd do anything for you," she promised.

"I really love you, Melissa," he said before kissing her on the forehead.

"I love you, too." She kissed him back with their hands still caressing one another.

Melissa gave him some fresh sheets before bed and laundered his cum stained ones before she started her shift the next morning. The first time she'd ever cleaned up after sex which she wasn't a part of. Raymond was definitely making her life more exciting.

***

Raymond got to relax for most of Monday. His life was no chore at all. Arthur came home from work a little after six and they basically avoided each other. Arthur blamed Raymond for all the unpleasantness between he and Melissa from the previous night. It was almost like Raymond had set him up or something.

And there it was. That classic paranoia which Melissa dislikes immensely. Arthur needed to nip this behavior in the bud, so he planned on being a delight when his honey walked in the door.

Melissa came home after eleven. She got stuck working the late shift at the restaurant and it showed. She was clearly worn out as she dropped her purse on the coffee table and plopped down next to Raymond on the couch. Arthur was making her tea in the kitchen.

"Oh my god..." she sighed.

"Long day?" Raymond asked.

"A double shift..." she griped. "My feet are killing me..."

"How about a nice foot rub?" Raymond offered. "It'll make you feel better."

Arthur then rushed out of the kitchen. "Oh, I can do that for her," he pleaded.

Melissa had a decision to make. "Well, Raymond is actually a talented masseuse," she explained. "Sweetie, you had a long day too. I don't want to be a bother. Besides, this is how Raymond can make up for not paying rent the first few weeks."

"Okay..." Arthur slunk back into the kitchen, not wanting to appear jealous.

Melissa rested her right foot on the carpet while Raymond held her left foot up and began massaging her tender calf muscle all the way up to her knee - giving the back of her knee a little tickle - and drawing a smile from her.

"I thought this was suppose to be foot rub?" she asked dreamily.

"Trust me..." he said assuredly.

His hand occasionally went past her knee and onto her thigh, but was quick to pull back before she could object. He rubbed her ankle and removed her pump, then kneaded her foot gently as she lied back and got comfortable. "Mmm... that's nice," she sighed. 

He was encouraged by her and did each toe individually.

Arthur's head poked out of the kitchen to spy what was happening.

Raymond pressed his thumb into her sole while gripping her heel.

"Ohh... I needed this so bad," she moaned as he did her calf again.

"I'm always here for you..." He picked up her right foot and repeated his technique - doing her ankle and calf first - then removing her pump and doing her sore foot. "Does that feel better?"

"Mmm...yes... such strong hands you have..." she purred. She seemed unaware that her left foot was now resting on his thigh, but Arthur could discern everything from his vantage point. He then went back into the kitchen before he drove himself crazy watching this.

She was lying all the way back on the couch, like she was falling asleep. He worked his way back to her calf and resumed tickling her behind the knee. He could tell she enjoyed this because she wriggled her hips and gave him a wily look... Her way of calling him a naughty boy.

His hands returned to her thigh, but this time he lingered. She made no complaints and neither did he because her mini-skirt had ridden up and he could see between her legs. She was wearing lovely Brazilian cut panties and he stopped in his tracks. Puzzled, she looked at him and was about to ask what the problem was because she didn't realize her underwear was on display.

"Close your eyes," he whispered.

Melissa obliged, ready to pass out after a long hard day.

He caressed her thighs ever so softly, so not to garner the wrong reaction. His hands slipped between her legs and she began breathing heavily. He became more aggressive and her body responded. She spread her legs further and her foot was starting to stroke his bulge.

"Mmm...Ray...don't stop..." she whispered in her sleep with his hands now under her skirt, but Raymond decided it was risky to go any further, so he shook her away. She snapped out of her daze and yawned. "Thanks so much... Nice to have that to look forward to after a rough day."

"No problem," he said. "Anytime."

Melissa spent only a few minutes with Arthur and drinking her tea since she needed to change. Her panties were soaked with her own juices. The massage was a blur, but she knew it was Raymond's brawny yet delicate touch which was the culprit. She didn't fault him for getting over zealous with the rub down however. After all, boys will be boys.

She continued her torrid love affair with the shower head before bed. Arthur tried to make sexual advances, but she shot him down, claiming to be too tired. He was frustrated, but she made it up to him in the morning with a nice blow job. At least she was making an effort.



Roommate Tempts Girlfriend Ch. 02



In the last chapter, a neurotic artist consented that his hot girlfriend's high school BFF could come live with them. The formerly gawky friend is now a ladies man, an aspiring fashion photographer who seduced his busty model.

Female characters are inspired as followed...

"Melissa Gellar" is Kaley Cuoco (The Big Bang Theory)

"Cassandra Correa" is Vanessa Lachey (Wipeout)

"Daisy Greer" is Beth Biers (2 Broke Girls)

"Anne Jacobs" is Kat Dennings (2 Broke Girls)

***

Raymond was always sure to take advantage of his alone time with Melissa. When she had a day off and Arthur was stuck working, it was the best and Raymond never ventured too far from her side. He'd already laid claim to Melissa in his own mind, so it was only fair that he'd slowly work meek Arthur out of the picture. Melissa's exercise regiments were a weekly highlight and gave Raymond plenty of sexy visuals to whack-off to later on.

Melissa had set up a stationary bike in the living room. Raymond lounged on the couch and pretended to be flipping through a magazine, but he was alert as Melissa exited her bedroom. She was wearing tight shorts and a thin bright green sports bra, and that was basically all she had on except for her sneakers. Her blonde hair was in a tight ponytail and there was virtually nothing left to the imagination.

"You're gonna be bored watching me," she said while hopping onto the bike.

He ogled her while his cock started to stiffen as a response to her outfit.

"What else is there to do?" he asked.

"Enjoy the day," she replied. "Go for a walk in the park."

"Maybe I should introduce myself to the neighbors?" was his sly suggestion.

"Mrs. Freeman down the hall is a nice lady," she said as she began peddling.

Raymond snickered and rolled his eyes. "You know who I'm talking about."

"Daisy and Anne?" she asked rhetorically. "The lesbian couple next door?"

"Yes, I want you to introduce me," he pleaded. "I have to meet them."

"Why? They won't put out like Alana," she assured him. "They don't like dudes."

"My charm knows no bounds," he boasted, thinking about his mighty cock.

"Ray, such a big... ego you have," she said, understanding the implication.

"A well deserved ego." Raymond had dropped the façade of reading and was hypnotized by her ass. He wondered if she'd turn around and notice the tent in his jeans. Maybe he could just start jerking off right now? Would she be offended or would she be turned on?

"Have you ever been with a woman?" he asked brazenly.

"What?" Her jaw dropped, but she didn't turn around. "You're so immature."

"Answer the question," he begged. "Ever been with a woman?" 

"Yeah, I kissed a girl once," she admitted without any shame.

Raymond now had his hand down his pants. "Cassandra?"

"No," she promised. "It was a girl back in college."

"Would you ever have threesome?" he queried while stroking his shaft.

"If Arthur asked, I'd considered inviting another women into our bed," she replied.

"Wow, that's hot." He then pulled his hand out of his shorts, deciding it would be best to exercise some impulse control. The anticipation of his next sexual conquest was building. Daisy and Anne would suffice until Melissa came to her senses and dumped her loser of a boyfriend.

Melissa continued cycling, flattered that he was enjoying the view of her ass. He was her best friend and there was no harm in him admiring all the hard work she'd done to get this rocking body. Next, she rolled out a purple yoga ball and Raymond volunteered to be her spotter.

She laid down on the big ball and lifted her right leg higher than her left.

Raymond couldn't resist but to stare at her ass. "What's that move called?"

"Crouching tiger," she said while struggling to keep her balance. "You ever try yoga?"

"No, it seems a feminine," he decreed to her amusement. "Not a workout for a man."

Melissa knew that his macho persona was all a pretense, and that deep down he was really a sweetheart. The next maneuver she tried was called floating butterfly, where she spread her legs, then gently bounced on ball. He'd love to be underneath or behind her at this moment. The next move was the lollipop, where she rolled back and forth on the ball, moving closer to his crotch on each roll.

From the right angle, it looked as if she was giving him a blowjob and she could easily discern the outline of his big dick from this position. She never told Arthur the whole high school party, spin-the-bottle story. What she remained silent about was that while making out with Raymond in the closet, she also unzipped his pants and gave him a nice handjob.

After the party, she explained that they shouldn't have sex because it would be risking their friendship. In reality, she was truly intimidated by that hefty cock of his. She tried hard to not think about Raymond in a sexual way again, but hearing him fuck Alana the other day was bringing up some repressed feelings. If only she was aware that he never stopped thinking about her in a sexual way.

Melissa was lost in her head and leering at his dick. He was enjoying this immensely.

***

Raymond insisted on getting the know the neighbors and organized a lunch with Daisy Greer and Anne Jacobs, the attractive lesbian couple Melissa had mentioned. Raymond twisted Arthur's arm to accompany them. It was a weekend and Arthur didn't have many friends, so he was short on excuses. They didn't go to Melissa's restaurant because she was always uncomfortable serving her friends.

"So, how long have you two been an item?" Raymond asked the ladies across the table.

"Our three year anniversary is coming up," Daisy boasted.

"Cool." Raymond nudged Arthur, who was sitting next to him.

"Yeah, we think so," Anne said as she put her arm around Daisy.

"How long have you and Melissa been together?" Daisy asked.

"About eight months," Arthur answered with a smile.

"She's stunning by the way," Daisy flattered. "I mean, absolutely beautiful."

"Thanks," Arthur crowed. "She's the best. I love her so much."

"Careful, you might make him jealous," Raymond dug, referencing Arthur's insecurities.

"I know how that is. Anne's the jealous type too." Daisy then nibbled on Anne's earlobe.

"Aww..." Raymond was getting a massive erection under the table. "That's so sweet."

"So, Raymond, Melissa says that you're a talented photographer?" Daisy asked.

"Well, that's the rumor," Raymond replied, trying to play it cool. 

Daisy was excited and turned to Anne. "Should we ask him?"

"It's up to you, babe," Anne said with a shrug.

"What?" Raymond queried.

"We have an unique idea for our anniversary present," Daisy blushed.

"I'm all ears." Raymond was salivating, but Arthur was uncomfortable.

"An erotic photo shoot," Daisy finally admitted.

"Groovy," Raymond said as his cock was now throbbing.

"Is...that...um...something a lot of... lesbians do?" Arthur stuttered.

"Where not lesbians," Anne stated emphatically.

"No?" Raymond asked.

Anne then dropped a bombshell. "We're bisexual."

Raymond almost came in his pants. "Interesting."

"So, you also date men?" Arthur asked timidly.

"I do, but Anne only sleeps with them," Daisy clarified. "Actually, she kinda hates men."

"No offense to you two boys specifically, but I prefer women," Anne said proudly.

"Who wouldn't?" Raymond quipped.

"But I'm not adverse to cock," Anne explained with attitude.

"It's always good to keep you options open," Raymond replied.

Daisy then began playing footsie with Raymond underneath the table. Anne was aware of the developing attraction between them. She may have loathed men, but if her dear sweet Daisy was turned on, she was more than willing to tolerate one. After all, relationships are all about compromise.

"So, maybe you could show us your... portfolio?" Daisy asked with a hint of lust.

"What are we waiting for?" Raymond asked. "I could show you ladies right now?"

Arthur looked down and saw that Daisy's toes were now rubbing Raymond's bulge.

"What's the rush, cowboy?" Anne wondered. "Good things come to those who wait."

Raymond started tickling Daisy's petite foot, which Arthur also noticed.

Daisy, whose panties were soaked, whispered something into Anne's ear to relax her.

"If you insist..." Anne conceded, wanting to make her loving girlfriend happy.

"It might be easier if you ride with us," Daisy said to make sure they ditched Arthur.

"Artie, dude, could you pick up the check?" Raymond was obviously in a rush to go.

"Yeah, no problem," Arthur agreed and Raymond soon left with the two sexy ladies. It seems that Raymond only had Arthur at the lunch so that he could flaunt what a smooth operator he was, to the point where Arthur would fear for Melissa's fidelity down the line.

***

Arthur drove himself home and heard activity inside Anne and Daisy's apartment when he passed by in the hallway. It sounded like the Beyonce / Shakira duet "Beautiful Liar" was playing on their stereo. Raymond sure knew how to use music to get women in the mood.

Melissa came home around seven and found Arthur watching college basketball on TV.

"How was your lunch?" she asked.

"Fine," was all he had to say about it, trying to be discreet.

"Where's Raymond?" she queried while searching the apartment.

"At their place," he explained. "They might hire him to take some photos."

"Great," she said with glee. "Romantic stuff? Sunsets? Walks on the beach?"

"They...um...actually referred to it as... erotic," he said as delicately as possible.

"Wow... I hope he gets the job," she added. "He so talented and should be rewarded."

"I'm sure he'll do okay for himself," Arthur grumbled. "He always does..."

Melissa then went into the bedroom to change out of her restrictive work clothes.

In the next apartment, Raymond was in bed with the bisexual couple. Anne was nude save for a silver hip chain, and suckling on one of her beloved Daisy's perky tits. Daisy wore a silk negligee which was pulled down around her waist.

Raymond was in his boxers and photographing their carnal behavior.

"Very nice... I can tell how much you two love each other," he extolled.

Daisy smiled and invited Raymond over. He began sucking on her other tit. Anne didn't look to enjoy the company, so she sunk down and starting eating her girlfriend's moist pussy. "Mmm... oh my god... that's so nice..." Daisy cried out.

Raymond took pictures of their oral merriment while pawing and massaging Anne's firm ass cheeks, then he slipped two fingers into her lubricated snatch. The arousal - which she futilely tried to ignore - caused Anne's tongue to go into overdrive.

This was driving Daisy wild and she fell back as Anne continued to tongue fuck her.

"YES!! YES!! YES!!!" Daisy screamed as she banged her head against the mattress.

Raymond seemed conflicted between taking pictures and participating. Daisy helped to make up his mind by pulling him closer and kissing him passionately. Anne watched this kiss from below while sliding her tongue in and out of Daisy's cunt, savoring the taste.

"Mmm... I knew you were our man," Daisy said to Raymond after breaking off the kiss.

Anne appeared jealous, so she cut in front of Raymond and kissed Daisy. He didn't skip a beat and concentrating on fingering Anne. Daisy squeezed and sucked on Anne's big tits. Daisy knew that Anne was sensitive and wanted to reassure her that there was no need to be jealous.

"That's right, baby," Anne moaned. "Show him how much you love me..."

Raymond also wanted to enjoy Anne's tits. Yes, Alana Jones had large breasts, but they were implants. Anne's were spectacularly natural. He lapped his tongue over her breasts and caressed them with his strong hands. He had the midas touch even if Anne, being a man hater, wouldn't admit that her pussy was on fire partly because of him.

"C'mon, love, I'm so hot for you..." Anne implored. "I got a job for your pretty mouth..."

Anne laid back and Raymond helped Daisy off with her negligee. Anne spread her legs and Daisy returned the favor by using her tongue to probe Anne's clit. Daisy's backside was in the air and Raymond stimulated her clit with his fingers until he was sure he had permission to penetrate her with his prick.

"Ohhh... Daisy, you've got a tight little pussy," he grunted as he slid into her gingerly.

Anne then grinded her pussy into Daisy's face as Raymond fucked Daisy from behind.

He met with some resistance from Daisy's tight slit. None of the men she's been intimate with in the past could measure of to him in length or girth. He held onto Daisy's hips and his mighty thrusts actually elevated her off the mattress.

"Ohhh... fuck... Daisy... you're so tight... I love it," it bellowed.

Anne clung onto her girlfriend's arms to keep Daisy between her legs. A tug-of-war over this slender woman only added to the sexual tension and spurred Anne to outperform this man. She manipulated her big tits with one hand while pulling on Daisy's long hair with the other.

"Yeah... that's it... eat my pussy... eat it GOOD!!!" Anne was asserting her dominance.

Raymond then grasped Anne's ankles and held her legs up to show her who was really in charge. Anne was angry with him, but not for too long as this only made the oral sex more pleasurable. "Ohhh... jesus fucking christ... that feels good..." Anne cooed and Raymond winked at her.

"You gonna cum?" Raymond taunted Anne. "You gonna be a good girl and cum for us?"

But, it was Daisy who orgasmed first. She continued to tongue fuck Anne until she climaxed as well. It took Raymond a few more minutes of fucking Daisy from behind before he shot his hefty load. He was looking Anne in the eyes the whole time. The tension between them was swelling.

The girls then cuddled and stroked each other's hair. Raymond grabbed his camera and documented their post coatis glow. He didn't return to Melissa and Arthur's apartment until after midnight, remaining tight lipped about his evening, letting everyone's imagination run wild. Anything else would come across as too transparent in terms of tempting Melissa.

***

Life continued like this for a time. Arthur and Melissa were working a lot and not seeing much of each other or Raymond, who was seeing plenty of Daisy, both with Anne and a couple times without her. Raymond preferred blondes because they all reminded him of Melissa, the true love of his life.

This was not the typical arrangement for Daisy and Anne when it came to fooling around with guys, so Raymond was living dangerously by leaving Anne out of the equation. Anne could be quite emotional, especially when it comes to Daisy.

When Melissa and Arthur were finally able to have a date night, it took him five minutes to get ready - since all he did was throw on a sports coat - while she took forever fixing her hair. He sat in the living room while Raymond tinkered with the malfunctioning cable box.

"What do you think the problem is?" Arthur asked.

"Not really sure..." Raymond trailed off and seem to be distracted.

"We pay so much for cable, the damn thing should work," Arthur complained.

"Yep..." Raymond was peering off to his right, towards the master bedroom.

"Need a hand?" Arthur offered.

"No, I got it..." Raymond wasn't even looking at the cable box anymore.

Regardless of what Raymond said, Arthur joined him to see what the problem was.

"Maybe I need to call a professional?" Arthur wondered. "Or switch providers?"

"Whatever you think is best..." Raymond mumbled.

Arthur now saw what held Raymond's attention. The bedroom door wasn't closed all the way and Melissa was visible in front of her vanity mirror, wearing nothing but black lace bra and panties. She was applying perfume to her neck with her ass on display.

Just as Arthur was about to scold Raymond, she turned and opened the door all the way.

She was waving one of them to come join her. "Raymond, can I ask you something?"

"Absolutely," he said, and with a skip in his step he followed her into the bedroom.

Arthur was left dumbfounded. Melissa was sure to close the door all the way this time. She was all alone with Raymond in only her underwear and some jewelry, but he was a gentleman and maintained eye contact the entire time... even if her boobs begged for his attention.

"Sure you don't want me to call Cassandra?" she asked. "Make this a double date?"

"No, that's okay," he sulked. "I'll be all right on my own."

She draped her arms over his broad shoulders. "Aww... Sweetie, I don't want you to be alone like this." He reciprocated be wrapping his arms around the small of her back. "I want you to find a great girl and be happy."

"I found a great girl, but her heart belongs to another," he explained.

"Daisy?" she asked as his hands began to subtly brush against her ass.

"No, we'll talk about it another time." He gave her a peck on the lips. "Enjoy your date."

"Thank you." She stood on her tiptoes and gave him a peck back. "We'll see you later."

"And don't stay out too late." He then gave her ass cheeks a playful squeeze.

"Ray! You're so fresh!" She giggled and pinched his bicep, not offended at all.

"I'm sorry," he said right before he pulled her in for yet another kiss on the lips.

"You're lucky we're best friends," she teased. "And that I love you."

"Aww..." He wondered if should could feel his growing erection. "I love you, too."

He cradled her in his strong arms and they were almost slow dancing next to the bed as she stared deeply into his piercing eyes. "Okay, I have to finish getting ready now," she lamented. She then gave him ANOTHER kiss on the lips before dismissing him. Each kiss was less innocent than the last, lasting longer than a kiss between friends should.

***

Arthur and Melissa's romantic dinner was a total bust. They went to an Italian restaurant with delicious cuisine and live music, but she could tell that he was in a foul mood and wasn't sure why. "Why are you so grouchy?" she asked after sipping some red wine.

"You show him way too much skin," he protested while staring down at his meal.

"Who? Raymond?" she snickered. "He's like my brother. He doesn't think of me like that."

"And what do you think of him?" Arthur snapped back. "Honestly?"

"He's just a good friend," she claimed. "That's why I'm trying find him a real girlfriend."

"He gets girls all the time," Arthur pointed out to her with contempt towards Raymond.

"Sluts, he dates sluts." Melissa shook her head. "He deserves better than them."

"If that's what makes him happy, then leave him be," Arthur replied.

"But I care about him," Melissa pleaded. "Friends always look out for each other."

"You've done enough for him," Arthur muttered under his breath.

"Cassandra's right," she pouted. "You'll never let me have guy friends."

"I don't want to talk about Cassandra." He raised his voice a little too high.

"Fine..." Melissa was embarrassed and that was the end of the conversation.

They didn't say a word to each other on the ride home either. They walked into the apartment and found Raymond and Daisy making out - fully clothed - on the couch. Apparently the cable was working again because they were watching an adult film. Raymond and Daisy composed themselves and he lowered the volume on the TV.

"Sorry, didn't realize you guys would be home so early," Raymond apologized.

"Well, neither did we," Melissa responded callously. "But don't worry about it..."

Melissa stormed into the bedroom and Arthur followed. They got ready for bed - stewing - and haunted by the adult film echoing from the living room. It sounded like this movie was pretty raunchy. Arthur had a bunch of grievances, but knew he'd be wasting his time and breath.

This was also when Arthur realized that Daisy was an anorexic version of Melissa.




Roommate Tempts Girlfriend Ch. 02



Meanwhile, Raymond and Daisy decided it would be sexy to strip down before resuming the movie. They got naked on the couch with the lights off and only the glow of the TV to illuminate them.

"This is a good movie..." he teased as his dick became erect. "One of my favorites..."

She gave him a smile and slid down toward his monster cock. She liked to take direction, so he took her small hand and placed it on his shaft and she started to stroke him. She jacked his cock as he put his fingers on her nipples and rubbed them until she purred.

"I want you inside me..." she begged. "I want this big hard cock inside me..."

"Not so fast..." he said with charm. "I wanna taste your sweet little pussy..."

He pushed her back on the couch and buried his face in her bush. He wasted no time, lapping her pussy for all it was worth while her legs locked around his head. She watched the movie and could not stop screaming while his tongue sucked her juicy snatch dry.

"Ohhh... You're better than the porn stars in these movies..." she exalted.

He then positioned his awe inspiring cock at the entrance of her pussy.

"GAWD!!! RAYMOND!!! YOU FUCKING STUD!!!" Daisy screamed as he penetrated her.

He plowed into her for about five minutes, then he pulled out and she leaned forward to take every last drop of his hot load down her throat. When he stopped cumming, she kept her lips wrapped around his cock until he hardened again, which took little time because he leered at a framed photograph of Melissa on the coffee table for some motivation.

"That's it, baby, suck it good..." he sighed, imagining it was Melissa sucking his dick.

He laid down on the couch and pulled her on top of him. She slowly slid down his huge pole until she was filled with his cock. Her eyes were shut and she moaned like a cheap whore as he fucked her senseless until the pleasure was too much for either and he felt her hot juice dripping all over his balls.

"Ahhh...fuck...yeah...I'm gonna cum..." He threw her off and blew his next load onto her tits and flat stomach. She stared into his eyes while she rubbed the jism into her tits and his dick finally began to soften. They watch a few more porns and kept fucking for hours.

Arthur and Melissa heard all of their antics. Both were pretending to be asleep, but were so incredibly turned on. Arthur wanted to climb on top of Melissa and fuck her brains out, but he feared she would be thinking of Raymond. Melissa only wanted to masturbate, but knew that she couldn't with Arthur lying right next to her. Instead, they just tried to get some sleep in spite of Raymond and Daisy's constant and very erotic disruptions.

***

Melissa told Cassandra, who loved gossip, about Raymond exploits the next morning.

Arthur choose to be the magnanimous one and picked up a bouquet of white roses on his way home from work. He couldn't wait to see the look on Melissa face when he presented them to her. This would surely make a mends for the lousy date night they had.

He walked in the door and was shocked to see Melissa wearing a bedazzled blue string bikini and dancing in the living room. Adding to his horror was that Raymond was taking photographs of her. "Toxic" by Britney Spears played on the stereo.

Melissa did seem pleased to see the roses. "For me?" she asked in her cutesy voice.

"Yeah..." Arthur was barely able to muster any vocalization. "I got you roses."

"Thanks so much. They're lovely," she said. "Go put them in water for me."

"Um...so...what's going on?" he wanted to know before he did as she asked.

Raymond ignored Arthur and continued snapping away with his camera.

"Well, I only had to work the morning shift today," she explained. "So I decided to make myself useful and help Ray pick out bikinis for his next photoshoot with Alana Jones."

"I thought you liked to nap after your morning shift?" Arthur reminded her.

"Oh, Ray gave me a back rub at that reinvigorated me," she said with a chipper smile.

Arthur put his sad white roses in water, then went to the bedroom. All he could do was imagine Melissa sitting on Raymond's lap as he poured oil on her body... Paranoia was making him manic. In his mind she was wearing the bedazzled bikini, even if that made no sense. He saw many flashes of Raymond pulling her top off and massaging her bare breasts.

Arthur also found a mock coupon book for free foot and back rubs. How dare Raymond? That is the sort of gift that should only be given by a woman's lover. Arthur was tempted to tear the coupons apart, but needed to contain all his resentment so not to peeve Melissa.

Meanwhile, Raymond finished taking his pictures and Melissa put on a silk robe.

"Thanks for doing this," he said. "I can always count on you."

"Anytime," she replied. "Besides, it was my pleasure. Now I feel like a model."

"Hey, this sorta thing don't bother Artie?" he asked. "I wouldn't want to cause trouble."

"No, it's not your fault," she assured. "He can just act a little crazy jealous at times."

Raymond was shrewdly portraying Arthur as the villain just he had always planned to.

"Did you ever tell him about that game of spin-the-bottle?" Raymond asked.

"Not the whole story..." Melissa was glowing as she went to see Arthur.

Raymond then went to his room a jerked off to the photos of Melissa. He had no shoot with Alana scheduled. It was all a clever rouse to get Melissa in a bikini and to provoke Arthur even further.

Raymond's ultimate goal was for a distrustful Arthur to inadvertently drive Melissa into his waiting arms. He had wanted badly to get between her legs since high school and wasn't going to miss out on another opportunity.



Roommate Tempts Girlfriend Ch. 03



In the last chapter, Raymond seduced the bisexual couple next door, making Melissa feel all the more bored with her humdrum relationship with Arthur.

All characters are over eighteen and the females characters are inspired as followed...

"Melissa Gellar" is Kaley Cuoco (The Big Bang Theory),

"Cassandra Correa" is Vanessa Lachey (Wipeout),

"Daisy Greer" is Beth Biers (2 Broke Girls),

"Anne Jacobs" is Kat Dennings (2 Broke Girls). 

***

A few days later, Arthur was at work when Melissa scrubbed the kitchen floor on her hands and knees. She wore denim shorts and a pink tanktop. Raymond sat at the table, having a cold beer and watching her ass sway from side to side as she scrubbed harder. 

She looked back over shoulder and caught him gawking at her nice backside.

"What are you looking at, mister?" she queried with a smile.

"It must be jelly because jam don't shake like that," he chuckled.

"What a smooth talker you are," she replied. "You're making me blush."

"I should grab my camera," he quipped. "This could be a best selling poster."

"You think so?" She returned her focus to cleaning. "I'm not so sure..."

"Trust me," he salivated. "Maybe we should have that talk now..."

Raymond was then interupted by someone banging on the front door.

"Just a minute." Melissa took off her rubber gloves and went to go answer.

Melissa found an irate Anne in the hallway. "Is there anything wrong?"

"Where is he?" Anne demanded to know. "Where's that son of a bitch?"

Raymond exited the kitchen and saw Anne. "Oh...hey...what's up?"

Anne marched right up to him. "Stay away from Daisy!"

"Excuse me?" He was feigning ignorance as best he could.

"You hard of hearing!?" Anne poked him in the chest. "Stay away or I'll kick your ass!"

"I thought you two had an open relationship?" he said to justify his actions.

"Yeah, but you're not a part of it... Do I make myself clear?" she threatened.

He then turned to Melissa. "Um...Could you give us a minute or two in private?"

"Sure." Melissa hurried into her bedroom and shut the door, wanting no part of this.

Once they were alone, he dared to ask "Are you as horny as I am right now?" 

"Fuck you!" Anne screamed as she kicked him in the shin.

"Clearly, you're jealous," he taunted, laughing off her attack.

"No, I'm pissed because you're screwing the woman I love," Anne clarified.

"Daisy's still the same person," he assured her. "And she still loves you."

"She only let's me fuck her now if I wear a foot long strap-on!" it pained Anne to say.

"Hmm... I guess I can really spoil a girl," he said with great amounts of pride.

"I'm gonna knock your teeth out!" Anne threw a punch, but he grasped her arm.

"I don't think so..." He pulled her closer - grinned - and actually tried kissing her.

"What the fuck!?" Anne struggled in his clutches. "You think I want you!?"

"I know you do..." He planted a moist kiss on her full lips. She tried to fight, but his passion slowly overtook her and he jammed his tongue into her mouth. She hated to admit it, but she'd thought about this moment. In their threesomes, she'd never felt his cock penetrate her, but his throbbing erection was now pressing against her abdomen.

The long intense kiss finally came to end. Anne was left dizzy and breathing heavy.

"Take off your clothes, bitch," he ordered. "I'm gonna teach you a lesson."

"You think you can get me off?" Anne grabbed his bulge. "You got what it takes?"

Melissa heard them, so she opened her door a crack to make eavesdropping easier.

Raymond and Anne quickly disrobed in the living room. "You'll cum first," he pledged.

Anne's pussy was flowing as she beheld him and his proud hard cock. Her nipples ached for attention and soon received it. Raymond pinched them as he pulled her down towards his beautiful, waiting cock. She groaned loudly as he shoved his hard dick between her lips.

Melissa watched them - turned on - and started rubbing her tits through the material of her tanktop. She slid the straps off her shoulders and pulled her top down to expose her breasts and hard nipples. Her mouth hung open as she pinched and twisted her nipples.

Raymond was fucking Anne's mouth and it was a struggle for her to breathe as her tongue slithered around his cock - savoring - and loving it. He abruptly pulled out and heaved her onto the couch. He grabbed her ankles and pulled her legs up towards her head as far as he could.

"I bet you won't last minute," Anne mocked. "You're all talk..."

Anne was chastising him so that he would fuck her real good. And then she felt it. His engorged cock grazing the outside of her dripping pussy. He was teasing her with it. Her body started jerking towards it, trying to get that magnificent cock into her needy pussy.

"What are you waiting for?" Anne hollered. "I want you to FUCK ME!!!"

His gorgeous cock then hammered into her over and over. She moaned and cried out as he jack hammered it into her relentlessly. His sweat dripped on her and she felt his balls slapping her flesh.

"Ahhhh...yeah...you like that, don't you...you fucking dike!!!" he grunted primitively.

"Ohhh...ohh...I'm not a dike..." she gasped. "Ohhh...just shut up and fuck me..."

He slapped her ass and she literally exploded in a groaning orgasm. Her body bucked underneath him. "OHH!! GAWD!! YES!!!" Her pussy clenched tightly on his cock as her orgasm raged throughout her. She came to her senses as she felt her body being moved.

"Told you so," he bragged upon her cumming first. "You just needed a dick deep in you..."

He flipped her over and continued to fuck her swollen pussy. Anne caught her second wind and felt more in control as his sweat dripped across her back with every stroke. She shook her ass at him as he fucked her good and hard.

"C'mon, teach me a lesson," she challenged. "Show me what a BIG man does..."

His hand spanked her ass over and over as he fucked her hard. He speared her with his raging cock and leaned over her back. He pulled her hair as he trailed bites and kisses down her neck and back.

Melissa fondled her pert tits with one hand while the other was down in her shorts and caressing her sensitive clit. It was hard for her to keep from moaning. She'd never been this excited. Unconsciously, she wanted to go outside and join them.

Anne grabbed a throw pillow and stuffed it into her mouth as he bit and kissed her, pulled her hair from side to side and ground his cock deep in her cunt. His hands reached under her and pulled both nipples hard, stretching her tits.

"Get ready bitch... HERE IT FUCKING COMES!!!" he yelled loud so Melissa could hear.

A huge tidal wave washed over Anne as another orgasm crashed through her. He ripped his cock out of her well fucked pussy and spun her over as his cock erupted, spewing violent ropes of cum over her body, splattering on her tits, face, stomach, and pussy. 

Inside the bedroom, Melissa also brought herself to orgasmic bliss and nearly fainted.

"You can clean up in the bathroom," Raymond said as Anne gathered her clothes.

"Um...tell Melissa I'm sorry if this offended her," Anne said as she did the walk of shame.

Melissa never disclosed what transpired when Arthur got home from work. She pretended everything was normal, but she masturbated in the shower after dinner and again at about two in the morning as Arthur lay asleep next to her. She couldn't resist herself and even considered purchasing a vibrator the next day, but she had no safe place to hide it.

***

Melissa was so conflicted. Was she jealous of the women Raymond bedded? She hoped not because that would make her life quite complicated. Maybe she was just jealous of Raymond himself because he had an active sex life? The less worrisome possibility?

She finally was able to organize a double date of sorts with Raymond and Cassandra. It was in the guise of a dinner party, but she hoped for a romantic spark. If Raymond had a stable relationship with Cassandra as appose to more of his wild sexcapades, she could stop being so distracted by his libido.

Or at least that was the plan.

Melissa - the hostess - wore a tight and sexy red cocktail dress while Cassandra wore a low cut, but still elegant blouse and a mini-skirt. Any excuse to show of her fit body. Arthur wore his same dingy sports coat and was showed up by Raymond, who looked like a total badass in his black leather jacket.

Melissa prepared French cuisine and plenty of white wine was consumed.

"Ray, so how'd things go with that centerfold lady?" Cassandra asked.

"Working with her was a... good experience," Raymond said modestly.

"Does she travel a lot?" Cassandra inquired, making small talk.

"Well, she's actually in Europe right now," Raymond divulged.

"Really?" Cassandra was impressed. "You should've went with her."

"She asked me to accompany her, but..." Raymond was suddenly bashful.

"What?" Melissa asked since this possible trip abroad was news to her.

"I didn't want to be away from my friends," he said, indicated Melissa.

"Aww..." Melissa's heart melted and they all toasted.

Arthur was sickened by both Raymond and the wine. He wasn't much of drinker and kept running to the bathroom. At one point, he emerged to see Melissa feeding Raymond from across the table. If the sole purpose of this evening was to fix her friends up, then Melissa needed to back off Raymond.

After dinner, Arthur slumped on the couch while Melissa washed out glasses. Raymond and Cassandra danced in the living room to "Rude Boy" by Rihanna. Cassandra was an experienced drinker, but still seemed a little tipsy. She fell next to Arthur on the couch while laughing hysterically.

"Woops... I've lost my dance partner," Raymond declared.

"Melissa, come here and dance with Ray," Cassandra pleaded.

Those words snapped Arthur out of his funk and realized what was happening.

Melissa's hips swayed as she exited the kitchen, zoning in on Raymond, who was already yearning for her... even more so as she bent her knees and swiveled her whole body. She inched closer to him and rolled her shoulders, putting her breasts on display.

"Nice... Look how she moves her sexy body," Cassandra observed.

Melissa looked to Arthur and smiled to ease his tension... but to no avail.

"Feeling any better?" Melissa asked.

"Yeah... I guess..." Arthur sighed.

Melissa then turned and wiggled her backside for Raymond while waving at the others.

"Yeah, shake that booty!" Cassandra cheered, waving back.

Melissa locked eyes with Raymond - their hips aligned - while winding her body.

"Getting warm in here," Raymond whispered in Melissa's ear, slipping his jacket off.

"You should take your shirt off too," she responded softly, so no one else could hear.

Melissa and Raymond seemed to forget that anyone else was in the room as she rolled her stomach like a belly dancer. They were perspiring and breathing heavy. She puckered her lips and it looked like she was going to kiss him. Arthur's heart sunk momentarily.

Instead, Melissa turned and Raymond wrapped his arms around her waist. Her ass was now pressed against his crotch and her dress rode up as they grinded their bodies together. It was not so much dancing anymore as it was dry-humping to music.

Just as it looked like they were going to rip each others clothes off, the song came to an end. Melissa composed herself and Cassandra returned to Raymond's arms for the next song.

Melissa helped Arthur to bed a little bit after this, leaving Raymond and Cassandra alone.

"Sometimes I forget what a lightweight you are," Melissa said in jest. "Want some milk?"

"Funny..." Arthur kicked his shoes off and rested. "I'm so glad this night is almost over."

Melissa then detected soft moans coming from the living room, so she opened the door a crack just as she did the day Raymond hooked up with Anne. Raymond was on the couch and Cassandra climbed on top of him - straddled him - and unbuttoned his dress shirt.

"Don't think I haven't noticed you looking at me," Cassandra said in a sultry voice.

Once his chest was exposed, she slipped her tongue into his mouth and ran her fingers through his chest hair. She slipped her blouse off and underneath she wore a white lace bra. He unclasped her bra - removed it - and tried to suck on her nipple, but she pushed him down.

She let him crave her tits for a moment, then lowered herself and allowed him to suckle. He kept one tit in his mouth while he fondled the other. A moment later he sat up enough to completely remove his shirt. Then they both got up and she tugged her mini-skirt down. She didn't have matching lace panties, rather the naughty girl wore a skimpy maya blue thong.

Arthur caught wind and joined Melissa by the door, hovering just over her shoulder.

Raymond liked what he saw from Cassandra and pulled his pants down. His sizeable erection poked out of his boxers. He embraced her from behind in the same position as when he was dancing with Melissa.

Melissa realized that could have been her his arms if circumstances were different.

Cassandra couldn't wait any longer and yanked his boxers down - turned - and pushed him back onto the couch. She dropped to her knees and flicked her tongue across his nipple. If he'd known she was this kinky, he probably would have nailed her sooner.

She licked his areola a few more times before she lowered her head and sucked the first few inches his cock into her mouth. Her head bobbed and he could tell that she was well versed at blow jobs. Slurping sounds permeated as she worked her way down his shaft, caressing the underside of his prick with her tongue.

Cassandra's ass looked amazing - no tan lines - gyrating as she continued to blow him.

Melissa and Arthur were both mesmerized by the perfection of Cassandra's fuckable ass.

"Would you look at her ass," Melissa pined. "I never realized how nice it was."

"Huh?" Arthur stammered as his cock came to attention.

"Imagine it bouncing on your dick or sitting on my face?" Melissa was genuinely salivating.

Raymond, being so strong, scooped Cassandra up and laid her on the couch in the same position as when he went down on Daisy. He slipped her thong off and pulled her labia open to fully expose her clit, which he pressed with his tongue as she pulled his hair. He cupped her ass cheeks and lifted her waist so to fully invade her pussy with his tongue.

"Ohhh...yes...ohh...that's right...make me feel good..." Cassandra squealed.

Instead of her tits, Raymond massaged Cassandra's abdomen while tongue fucking her.

Melissa took Arthur's hand and slipped it between her legs. He felt how wet she was.

"What...Why?" he asked as if he didn't already know.

"Touch me..." she said as she assisted him in rubbing her mound through her panties.

Raymond mounted Cassandra and rammed his thick cock into her hot and sopping cunt. He drove his stiff member in and out - stretching her slit - with her legs pointed straight up. She still had her glossy high heels on, which was visually appealing to one voyeur.

"JESUS CHIRST!! FUCK ME!! FUCK ME!! FUCK ME!!!" Cassandra shouted out.

He grasped her legs and pulled her body up with his cock remaining inside her. She knew what it was he wanted and spun on his sturdy dick, now facing away as she bounced up and down on it, pounding him into the cushions.

"SI! SI! MI AMORE!!!" Cassandra reverted to her native tongue when this exhilarated.

Cassandra bucked her hips - their flesh smacking loudly - until she climaxed.

"My god...I've never orgasmed so hard in my life," she lauded as he kissed her neck.

Arthur then pulled away from Melissa, to her dismay because she wanted to cum too.

"No... what are you doing... sweetie... please... I want this..." she begged.

"This is creepy... watching other people," he criticized. "That kinda thing is wrong."

"You gotta be kidding me?" she moped. "You have to learn to loosen up a little bit."

"Why can't he have sex in his room?" Arthur wondered. "So that you'll see him in action?"

"Excuse me!?" she barked. She couldn't understand these percieved personal attacks.

"Why else turn our living room into the Playboy mansion other than to entice you?" Arthur continued to probe. "He was using Cassandra to seduce you. Why can't you see that?"

"Raymond is wonderful person and a good friend, who knows how to enjoy life. You, for some reason, can't enjoy life or your girlfriend and you're jealous of him," she chastised. "I'm not gonna apologize like I've done something wrong just because you're jealous of him."

"You are so blind. He's manipulating us and our relationship." Arthur was desperate to make his case. "He's twisting it all around and I don't like it. I might kick him out of the apartment tomorrow."

Lurid sounds of Raymond groaning because he shot his load interrupted the argument.

"Let's calm down," Melissa said. "I'm sure our tempers will be in check in the morning."

"Fine..." Arthur agreed, then they changed and attempted to get some sleep.

Neither could rest though, especially Melissa, who couldn't stop thinking about this rut they were stuck in. Things were getting worse and Arthur evidently didn't appreciate her the way he should. None of the women Raymond romanced went to bed this frustrated.

It was the exact state of mind Raymond wanted her in for his ultimate sexual conquest.

***

Melissa and Arthur found Cassandra, hung over and naked, passed out on the couch in the morning. Melissa cleaned her friend up and got her dressed. Arthur agreed to drop Cassandra at her apartment on his way to work. His way of trying to make nice with Melissa because he couldn't care less about Cassandra.

Melissa didn't have to be at work until the afternoon, so she decided to do some laundry. She crept into Raymond's room with the laundry basket, hoping not to wake him. What she found was him sleeping above the covers - fully nude - sporting morning wood. 

"Oh..." she gasped audibly.

She tiptoed over to the bed and placed her hand on his leg to see if he'd stir.

"Raymond? Are you awake?" she whispered. "I'm doing a load..."

He remained still, but she felt an incredible surge between her legs like someone turned up the temperature. Then it happened. She took a deep breath and wrapped her delicate fingers around his shaft.

She gripped his purple-veined erection tightly and this felt destined to her. No guilt at all.

Melissa licked her lip and began to slowly stroke his cock. She was so focused on jacking his thick member that it took her a moment to realize that he was awake. "Morning..." was all he said to alert her. They locked eyes and he smiled to let her know that she should keep going. She obliged and picked up her pace, stroking his cock vigorously.

"Are we alone?" Raymond asked.

She responded by climbing up and lowering her mouth towards his mushroom head.

Meanwhile, Arthur was driving a few blocks away with sleepy Cassandra sitting shotgun.

"Wanna hear some music?" he asked to be vindictive.

"Don't you dare," she warned him. "My head is killing me."

"This is what you get for partying and drinking during the week," he rebuked.

"I couldn't help myself," she said in her defense. "It was all Melissa's fault."

"How?" he inquired.

"She told me about that party," she replied. "When they played spin-the-bottle."

Arthur was now fidgeting in his seat. "They kissed a little... It's not a big deal."

"Is that what she told you?" Cassandra was crudely withholding information.

"Do you know something different?" he desperately wanted to know.

"When they went into the closet to make out..." she trailed off, leaving him in suspense.

"What!?" Arthur pleaded. "Tell me!"

"She gave him a handjob," Cassandra revealed.




Roommate Tempts Girlfriend Ch. 03



"No..." Arthur lamented. "She never told me that..."

"They didn't have sex because she was intimidated by the size of his cock," she added.

Arthur pulled up to Cassandra's apartment and she blew him kiss goodbye as she exited.

Back at home, Melissa was naked and crouched between Raymond's legs, sucking his dick. He clutched her blonde hair as her head bobbed. She was able to get about seven inches down her throat. Less than Alana, Anne, or Cassandra could swallow, but about the same as Daisy.

"Ahhh...Fuck...Melissa...It's about time..." he growled. He then decided to change his tact, letting go of her hair and caressing her neck and back. "God... I love you so much," he declared. "I know you must feel the same way..."

She retorted with her soft lips and warm tongue working his wide shaft vivaciously.

Arthur's car then pulled up outside their apartment building and the engine turned off.

Upstairs, Melissa and Raymond switched positions so he could eat her pussy out. His hands worked in tandem with his jaw muscles, kneading all the sensitive areas of her gorgeous body. "Mmm... Ray...Yes... I've wanted you for so long..." she sighed.

She pulled his hair just like Anne and Cassandra. It's a wonder he has any hair left atop his scalp. She then locked her legs around his head and he devoured her cunt until she had her first orgasm of the morning. "Ohhh...yes...that was heaven..." she cried out.

He then mounted and kissed her, allowing her to taste her own juices. He deliberately slid his cock into her slit so not to cause her pain. He was assuming that he was bigger than Arthur and that this would be a brand new sensation for her... which was correct.

"Ray...oh my god...you feel so good..." she moaned. "Don't stop... give it to me..."

He bent her right leg back and held her left leg for leverage while she twisted her nipples.

"Yeah...just like that...I want it... I want it hard..." she begged.

A bewildered Arthur exited his car and looked up at the window of their apartment.

Raymond continued to spear Melissa with his cock and she was on cloud nine.

"HARDER!! HARDER!! FUCK ME HARDER!!!" she commanded her new lover.

He pulled her up and slanted his body so she could ride him and buck her hips.

"C'mon, how do you fuck me in your dreams?" he asked with supreme confidence.

He had one hand on the small of her back while she wrapped her arm the back of his neck, but she wasn't able to grind his cock to the degree she wanted so she leaned back with both hands digging into the mattress and rolled her stomach as she does in her belly dance.

Her gyration had him on the brink of cumming. "Ahhh... Melissa... you're so damn hot..."

Her tits bounced as his balls tighten and his prick swelled, then he filled her with hot cum.

"OH MY GOD!! YES!! FILL MY PUSSY BABY!!!" she screamed, worrying the neighbors.

Arthur thought better of it and returned to his car, electing to trust his devoted girlfriend.

Inside, Melissa was riding Raymond reverse cowgirl style while looking at her reflection in the mirror above his dresser. Her hands were back and she dug her fingernails into his chest. He grabbed her hips and slammed her up and down on his still hard dick.

"Who's pussy is this?" he shouted.

"Yours! My pussy belongs to you..." she proclaimed. "Now and forever!"

"You'll never let another man touch your pussy!" he ordered. "Will you!?"

"Never... It's for you my love... you and your giant cock alone..." she panted.

They climaxed simultaneously and he pulled out quickly so he could turn her around and kiss her passionately. She called in sick from work and they fucked for most of the day.

In the shower, the living room floor, 69 on the couch, and doggy style on the kitchen table.

She only left the apartment for morning-after pills so they could keep going without fear of her getting pregnant. Arthur returned at his usual time of six and she claimed to be ill from the French cuisine and that's why she took the day off. She felt it wasn't the right time to break his heart as he ate his dinner off the same table Raymond had just fucked her on.

***

As exhausted as she was, Melissa couldn't sleep again. She wanted to sneak out of their room as Arthur slept soundly and go jump Raymond's bones. She decided instead to be sensible and just count down the minutes until Arthur left for work in the morning. 

She made Arthur coffee in her silk robe, trying to discreetly rush him out the door.

"Where's lover boy?" Arthur asked as she handed him his cup of jo.

Melissa played it cool. "Oh, he sleeps in everyday. Sometimes I don't even see him."

"Not exactly a hard knock life." Arthur finished his coffee and kissed her goodbye.

On cue, Raymond then strutted out of his bedroom as soon as the front door shut in only his boxers. Melissa lit up instantly and embraced him with a series of soft kisses on his lips. "Toss and turn all night?" he asked.

"Thinking about you..." she serenaded to her new lover.

The soft kisses became longer and wetter... wet like Melissa. Raymond pulled her closer for a sensual open mouthed, tongues wrestling kiss. Her hands were up on his shoulders while he undid the sash on her robe.

"I didn't hear his car pull out yet," she said, pulling away from his lips.

"I don't care if catches us. You're my girl..." he said firmly and they kissed some more. Her left breast was already exposed and at no point did they break off the kiss as she slipped her robe off. It fell to he floor and she was now buck naked.

He planted kisses down her neck to her tits while she kept one eye on the door. The possibility of getting caught only made this more thrilling. He then lifted her ass onto the kitchen counter while he kissed her abdomen. Within seconds, he was eating her cunt.

"Ohh...Ray...yes...that feels so good..." she sighed.

Her left leg was draped over his shoulder while her right leg dangled off the counter.

"Mmm...yes...eat my pussy..." she moaned.

She tugged on his hair - again - as he reached up to fondle her breasts.

"Ohh...yes...baby...you're gonna make me cum..." she cried, grinding into his face.

It didn't take much longer for Raymond to tongue fuck Melissa to orgasm. He stood and favored his jaw. Her juices flowed freely from her pussy, down the inside of her leg and onto the counter. "Take me to the bedroom..." she begged. "My bedroom..."

He scooped her up and carried her, kicking the door shut behind them. The bedroom she shared with Arthur was the only place in the apartment where Raymond hadn't fucked her yet.

Raymond leaned against the nightstand - his shorts down around his ankles - as he fucked Melissa from behind. Gripping her hips with her hands on his thighs. His hands moved up to caress her tits while she rocked her hips back and forth to meet his thrusts.

"Ahhhh... Melissa... you're so damn hot..." Raymond groaned, then he stuck his index finger into her mouth and she sucked on it as he pinched and tweaked the nipple of her right breast.

"Mmm... that's right, baby... you fuck me so good..." Melissa cooed.

He slowed his pace - leaned forward - and brought her to the bed. She put her left foot on the mattress and he resumed fucking her as she looked back at him with an expression which was one of pure ecstasy.

He picked up his rhythm and she grabbed the headboard with her right hand to steady herself. He then brushed her blonde hair out of the way - turned her face towards him - and jammed his tongue into her mouth.

They momentarily stopped fucking to kiss, but he then laid her upper body on the bed so he could fuck her from behind unimpeded. "You like my big thick cock?" he grunted.

"Yes...don't stop...make me cum...make me cum again..." she begged.

Raymond clutched her left arm and she again looked back at him, encouraging him to continue plowing his thick cock into her wet pussy. He pulled her upright and planted kisses on her shoulder. It looked like he was spent, but rallied and kept pounding her while she reached back and held onto his hip. Her mouth hung open and she fucked him right back.

"Ohh...Raymond...give to me...harder...HARDER!!!" she screamed.

She was now on her side - her left foot back on the bed - allowing him better access to her tits. She gazed into his eyes with a look of satisfaction that her boyfriend has never seen. "Oh my god...I'm gonna...I'm gonna cum...I'M CUMMING!!!" she cried out.

And having her second orgasm, her eyes closed and both her hands were back on the bed as she collapsed. After giving her a moment to regroup, Raymond had Melissa on her back with her ankles up on his shoulders as he penetrated her slit with his throbbing cock, which was coated with her cream.

He pinned her arms down while he thrust into her. They fucked like this for minutes, then started cupping and squeezing her breasts. "Want me to cum in your tight little pussy?"

"Mmm...yes...baby... I want your big dick to fill me with hot cum..." she replied.

Her tits bounced and he was in the home stretch, rocking his hips with gusto. His cock swelled and sprayed hot cum deep into her pussy. "Mmm... Daisy was right... You're a such a stud... " Her left leg was still draped over his shoulder as he leaned down to kiss her passionately.

His cock was still in her slit and she shuddered with the last few spurts of cum emptying his shaft. "Mmm...that was incredible," she purred as he kissed her neck. "The best I've ever had..."

Melissa couldn't dare call in sick again, so she dressed while Raymond played video games, naked on the couch. She grabbed her keys and spied his semi-flaccid, but still impressive cock. He knew what she wanted and motioned her over. The phone rang as she sunk to her knees and began to blow him. His dick was hard again in seconds.

Raymond, being ever arrogant, picked up the phone. "Hello?"

"Hey, it's Arthur... is Melissa still at home?" he asked over the phone.

"No, sorry, you just missed her," Raymond fibbed with a shit-eating grin.

Melissa didn't care who was on the phone as she stroked and sucked his erection.

"I guess she was well enough to go to work," Arthur surmised.

"Yeah, she's a real trooper," Raymond groaned as she massaged his scrotum.

"Are you okay?" Arthur asked even though he didn't care for Raymond.

Raymond reached down and pulled up her skirt, exposing her g-string.

"Just a little stiff," he replied while admiring the view.

"All right, well, I guess I'll try her cell," Arthur said before he hung up.

Raymond fucked Melissa's face as her cell phone began buzzing inside her purse.

"Ummm...You better get that..." he bellowed before his cock erupted in her mouth.

She swallowed his hefty load, then rummaged through her purse, looking for her cell.