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The Roomie

By: vaishali_k



Prachi Mishra was not only an office colleague of mine but also partner in some silly and playful 'crimes' that we indulged ourselves on certain weekends. She was basically from Kanpur in the northern parts of India. Both of us worked for the same software giant in Bangalore, India. Though we had several things in common but we didn't share a pad. She lived with a sweet south Indian girl named Minakshi I. P.

Prachi had a steady boy friend in the form of Rohit who was sent to Canada from his company and thus he suddenly found himself in a long distance relationship with Prachi. Everything was going the usual way when one day Prachi told me that Minakshi's boy friend, Kartik Iyer, had come to stay with them.

"With you two? Why did you allow?" I said with the McDonald's burger still there in my mouth. We were having our lunch.

"What could I do? You remember last year Rohit was here for a day and Minakshi agreed to put him up with us. So this time Kartik is here for some company work and she didn't want him to stay in a hotel."

"For how many days?"

"Seven."

"And today is?"

"His second."

"Oh. That can be handled."

"He ogles at me."

"What the fuck. Really?"

"Yeah! And am like so uncomfortable with a stranger's presence. Though he is sleeping in Minakshi's room and I have my own, still. Last night I got up to drink water from the kitchen when I heard some sounds coming from Minakshi's room. Curious, I took few steps, careful not to disturb them in case they were being intimate. I went near the door. It was ajar. Peeping in I saw Karthik jerking off staring at his laptop while Minaskhi was asleep. I could see his face because of the laptop's light."

"Damn! But then its normal for guys to jerk, isn't?"

"It is of course. But I don't know. I usually wear shorts and spaghetti at night."

"Like I do. With the shorts barely covering your ass."

"Exactly. And he is like checking me out from the corner of his eyes."

"You sure?"

"Like hell! Last evening I was watching television and the remote was not working. You know about the stupid remote we have at our place. It works best when you go near the television. So I stood up and went near it and you won't believe. I could clearly see in the glass on the television stand that Karthik was ogling at my ass. I mean Minakshi was in the kitchen at that time. I slowly went away in my room."

"Probably the laptop was only an excuse. Perhaps he was jerking off thinking about your ass." I teased.

"Whatever!"

"Cool it now."

By the way before I tell you further let me squeeze in that Prachi is a sexy girl. You know the types who have a naturally good figure without really hitting the gym. Like me she was a 32D but with a thinner waist and a nice round, soft ass: neither too small nor too big. She was not a virgin. She had done it with her ex. Rohit not only knew about it but was okay with it as well for these days its not an issue unless of course one does it being in a relationship with someone. And of all I knew about Prachi she wasn't the flirting types. Though we did check out guys but all in a fun manner. We never picked up guys.

After a day, the first thing Prachi told me after coming to office was she saw Karthik naked. I eagerly dragged her to the girl's washroom to get the complete picture.

What happened was Prachi was getting ready to leave for the office in the morning while Karthik was probably having his bath. Minakshi had already left. As Prachi passed by the bathroom and toward the hall room a breeze pushed opened the bathroom door. With the intention of closing the door Prachi paused, turned toward the door and was about to close it when she realized Karthik was washing himself with his back to her. She stood there for few seconds too shaken for her common sense to tell her to move on. She moved on only when Kartik turned casually. Realizing the bathroom was door was open he quickly shut the door. Prachi's heart was pounding like anything, she said, as she narrated me all of it.

"So what was he like?" I asked with curiosity written all over my face.

"I don't know."

"Be objective darling."

"Not bad. He is in some sort of shape. But what the heck, am committed."

"You can't change what has happened so forget about it."

"I just hope he doesn't tell this to Minakshi. What will she think of me?"

"Relax. I don't think he would."

But she didn't relax. It was only after she went home at night, Prachi messaged me that Minaskhi was cordial with her suggesting Karthik must have not told her anything. 

"Haven't you talked to him as yet." I asked her the next day. It was already the fourth day of Karthik's stay.

"Only hi-hello. What's their to talk anyway. I was feeling a bit guilty because Rohit doesn't know Karthik is here."

"Why didn't you tell him about it? You aren't doing anything wrong."

"Yeah, am not but you know him and the way he reacts."

"If you can't trust him and neither can he why the hell are you guys in a relationship?"

"You won't get it so forget it."

"Okay!"

This thing always perplexed me. We say we trust our partners and then shall hide an insignificant thing fearing an untoward reaction. Anyway...

On the fifth day it rained hard and I tried to connect to Prachi on her mobile phone but she didn't pick up. Nor did she come to the office that day. Or the next. Since her phone was switched off I called Minakshi up who informed me Prachi had gone to her elder cousin's place. With doubts lurking on my mind I thought of visiting her elder cousin. My instincts told me something was wrong. Perhaps she was sick or something. I visited her on Saturday.

The door was opened by her elder cousin, Preeti, who was a housewife and seven years elder to both Prachi and me. I was led to the room where Prachi had put up. I was astounded seeing her face. Their were puffs under her swollen eyes which were proof enough that she was crying incessantly.

"What's up darling? Where the hell of you have been?"

"Come inside." Prachi, like an android, closed the door behind tight and held me by my hand. Together we settled on the only bed in the room.

"What's up?" I asked again.

"I screwed up!"

"How?"

"Karthik and I...we fucked."

For a trice I was in a trance. Too taken aback to even trust my own ears on this.

"What the fuck!" I heard myself blurt out a bit too loudly.

"Yes. And I am dying of guilt ever since. I don't know what to do!" She dug her face on my lap. Bemused, I caressed her hair and asked, "Just tell me what happened and with all the details. We both can definitely find a solution. Now brace yourself and tell me."

Prachi lifted her head, took a breather and started...

"I came out of the flat on Wednesday all ready to go to the office. I had just crossed the lane when it suddenly started raining in torrents. You know how it has been raining since. I got drenched. I went back to my flat to fetch my umbrella. And since I was there I thought I better change my dress and undergarments for I could sense they too were wet. I was so sure neither Karthik nor Minakshi was there at home. She anyway went to office before me and he too that day had gone before I left. So I unlocked the flat with my own keys, went to my room to change. 

I carelessly had kept my room's door open because there was no need to lock oneself when one is alone in a flat. I stripped my shirt and had unhooked my bra and was about to take it off when I heard the creak of my room's door. Even without looking I knew someone was standing there. Not Karthik, not Karthik...I sure was praying and breathing the hardest in those few seconds. If it was Karthik, I wondered, he was watching my naked back now. I slowly turned and saw him staring the way he was staring at the laptop the other night. And I was standing with some portions of my bra covering my nipples. Thankfully I had my jeans on. I immediately asked him to leave and added that I wouldn't say anything to Minakshi. After all I too had seen him naked accidentally and in a way I guessed it was okay if he saw a bit of me. But he didn't budge. All he did was lock the door. 

I panicked and started pleading him to go away since I was committed like him. All I saw was Karthik stripping himself naked. I rushed towards the door with my jeans on and the bedsheet, which I grabbed to cover my topless flesh. He got hold of me, the bedsheet dropped along with the bra. I was topless and he was naked. We were close. He caught my hand rather strongly and I simply couldn't let it go. As I struggled asking him to let me go he planted a kiss on my lips. A second later I knew we were smooching. I don't know what happened to me. I wanted him to leave me but I was suddenly making no efforts to finish the smooch. I felt his tongue sucking mine, he was salivating a lot and I think I did swallow his saliva too. As the smooch ended I tried to push him only to realize he'd placed my hand on his thick hard cock. I knew I had to free myself now or the dreaded thing would continue. It continued. 

His cock was so hard I could not even flick it while he kissed me all over my face, licking my cheeks and sucking my lips. He spat on my nipples and sucked them as I found myself squeezing his balls and feeling them properly. He took both my breasts one at a time in his mouth and sucked them to his heart's content after which I had my hands around his neck. Confessing all this now feels like I could have said no but believe at that time I had a numb mind. The struggle inside me was dead. Else I wouldn't have done it. We smooched again and this time it was sensuous and proper. I felt his hands slid onto my belt. He unbuckled it and unbuttoned my jeans with one go. He stopped smooching for a second and unzipped my jeans tugging it down. My red panty was exposed. I helped him get rid of the jeans. Can you believe that? I fucking helped him do that. I was sure he knew I wanted it as much as he did. The only difference was I thought I only needed to satisfy my sudden aroused state while he wanted to do it with me per say. I wasn't attracted to him as such as much as I was a prisoner of my own arousal. 

Karthik almost ripped open my panty and my trimmed pussy was in front of him. I knew he was a weirdo when he sniffed my pussy for few seconds squeezing my butt cheeks. He pushed me onto my bed and parted my legs. Honestly, what followed was a cunnilingus of a lifetime. His tongue made me aware of my own depths. I was asking, pleasing and begging him to stop it but it was more of 'no means yes' types. For an instant I thought what if Minakshi and Rohit were to come now in the room. They would have seen me naked with my legs wide apart holding onto Karthik's dense curly hair with his mouth dug on my wet pussy. Fortunately my mind went numb again. Karthik spat on my pussy. I don't know why since it was wet enough. I guess he had this thing about spitting on a girl while having sex for first he spat on my nipples and next on my ass too. He held my ass and lifted it a bit with his hands and kissed it all over. He spat right on my anus and started licking it ferociously. I told him not to do anything there but he was in no mood to hear me. He fingered my anus first and then my pussy while licking my anus after which he parted my legs again, held his cock in his hand and slowly guided it inside my craving pussy. It went half in and then with a slight push from his side it was totally in. A cock was inside me after a good fifteen months. He lay on me with his chest crushing my breasts. As we smooched he started giving me slow thrusts, mauled my breasts in between, bit my neck and biceps and mauled my ass too at times. I had my hand around his back all the while. For once I did grab his butt too squeezing it to my liking. Suddenly he pulled out, took my legs one at a time on his shoulders and entered me again. This time he was thrusting with a renewed energy. After banging me in this pose for sometime he pulled out. I thought it was over but soon realized it wasn't, yet. 

He stretched his legs on the bed with his cock gaping the ceiling. He brought me close, planted a kiss on my breasts and placing my legs on either side of him slowly made me sit on his cock. Gosh, I had never done that! As I sat down I felt his cock slowly pushing its way inside my pussy. We sat facing each other which probably was the worst pose considering I wasn't myself then. He started bouncing me on his cock like I was his bitch which I definitely was for that period of time. We smooched as he fucked me non-stop. Few minutes later I embarrassed myself further realizing he had stopped fucking me and it was me who was bouncing on him now. He let out a groan and I knew this fuck up finally was over. He caught his cock in one hand and flipped me. I sat on my four as he parted my butt cheeks again. I panicked for the umpteenth time and requested him not to take me anally. I had lost my virginity to my ex but I wanted to gift my anal virginity to Rohit. The next second I felt his cock push itself inside my ass. I guess my anus was a bit too tight for his cock so when he was mid way in he pumped me two-three times and then leaked. I could feel his cum flooding my anus. He dropped dead on the bed. So did I.

"Oh my God!" I exclaimed.

"Its all because of Rohit." She gasped.

"What? What are you saying?"

"We had had this sex voice chat the previous night and now when I think about it, that's what made me vulnerable on that particular day!"

"Hmm, whatever! The reason doesn't count now."

"Yes, action does so I have left the flat."

"Why? Karthik isn't going to stay there forever."

"I don't know. I just don't want to go there anymore. I will stay here till I get a new accommodation."

"Alright. Don't sulk now. What has happened, has happened. Forget it or at least try to."

"Yeah."

It was after I coaxed and explained her for an hour to forget it that Prachi finally closed her eyes with her head on my lap while I imagined her fucking with Karthik all over again.

The Roomies



Having recently separated after too many years with the wrong woman. I was much relieved when a friend said I could stay in the extra room in the apartment he shared with his girlfriend. Dave told me that he and Marie had made the room up to be a guestroom from the start so I didn't need any furniture. 

Dave is 32, stands about 6' 2," is very attractive and has a nice athletic build. I worked with him for over a year and there never seemed to be a problem with him getting women. He did seem to have a problem keeping them though, but I never really pressed him as to why. He had only been with Marie a short while and the few times I saw her I thought she was very hot. It was exciting to think that I would be right there in the same house with her. Marie's 28 and maybe 5' 6." She has a few extra pounds but they're in all the right places, and she proudly sports a pair of 38DD's. From the way she dresses you could tell she liked to turn men's heads. With medium length straight black hair and big beautiful hazel eyes she could project an air of sexuality that was irresistible. She was a constant tease and made no attempt to hide her flirting. 

Dave had left our firm to take a position that had him working nights, which left Marie and I alone a lot. Our talk often turned to sex. She told me that while Dave was well hung and an okay fuck; he was a chauvinist and lacked imagination in bed. She admitted that she wanted to surprise him by getting a large vibrator and giving him a show he wouldn't forget. I could sense that she was uneasy with the idea of going to a store where she could get what she desired. I offered to go get it for her and she gladly accepted. 

"A really big one," she said as we drove. "Dave's cock is a little over eight inches and pretty thick, so I want one at least ten or twelve and thicker than he is. I want him to be jealous when he sees my pussy stuffed with more than he can pack in me" she added with a wicked little smile. My mind was flooded with thoughts of this doll taking on cocks this big. I wondered if she would notice the bulge growing in my pants. "There is one thing I would like for doing this," I told her. "I'd like to see you use it on yourself at least once too" With a smile she assured me that it wouldn't be a problem. 

I went in the store while she waited and I was amazed at the selection. The closest I found to what she had described was a translucent purple vibrating dildo that was almost fourteen inches and so thick I couldn't get my hand around it. It was so large that it was hard for me to imagine it inside her so I went out and described it to her since there was a no return policy. She nodded anxiously and assured me that the size I described would be wonderful. I went and made the purchase and brought her the new toy. 

"Oh my, that's perfect," she said with a smile when I took it out of the bag. I said "Remember our deal, this I gotta see," trying to hide my excitement. "In good time, just be patient. I have to give Dave a show first, but you'll get to see too." I could hardly wait.

I had the next day off but Dave had go to work at eleven. After a nice dinner we all sat around and talked. As she guided the conversation toward sex I was getting excite knowing what lay in store. She finally told Dave that she had gotten a new toy she wanted him to see, and headed off to the other room. When she returned she was wearing a turquoise baby doll nighty that clasped in the front and was covered with a sheer floor length robe. Her breasts stood out nicely and her hands were behind her back. I could see her hard nipples through the silky material. I saw Dave looking at me to see if I was checking this out and it seemed he didn't approve. When she revealed the massive dildo and asked if she could give us a show, he looked shocked and said "Not in front of Ron." 

I offered up some excuse about not wanting to cause a problem and said I didn't mind going to my room and finishing the book I had been reading. I got up and left quickly so as to hide the tent that was rising in my shorts. I tried to hear what was going on and I could tell that Dave was jumping her about the way she was dressed in front of me. I heard them walk down the hall past my room then their door closed. 

Having heard Dave's moans and Marie's squeals of delight several times since moving in, I listened eagerly. I stroked my swollen cock as I waited yet I never heard the sounds of their passion. I could only hear Dave still griping her out. After what seemed like an eternity I heard Dave leave for work. I waited till I was sure he was gone before I even opened the door and went out. Marie's door was closed so I went to the living room and was surprised to see the dildo on the end table. I picked it up and took it to my room hoping I didn't get her into too much trouble. Figuring the whole thing to be a bad idea I hid the toy away and drifted into a little fantasy till I was about to fall asleep. I was roused by a light knock and Marie asked if she could come in. She apologized and said that Dave was being an ass about the whole thing and not to let it bother me, that he'd get over it. I told her I was sorry and that in all the time I'd known him I'd never seen him like that. 

"He is such a stick in the mud," she said as she sat on the bed next to me. I looked her right in the eyes and without warning she leaned over and pressed her mouth hard to mine and her tongue parted my lips. Throwing all caution to the wind I reached up and cupped her breast as I started kissing my way down her neck and nibbling her earlobe. I laid her back on the bed and unhooked her nighty and opened it reveal the lovely mounds I had fantasized about so many times. I flicked my tongue over her hard nipples and sucked each one while my hands caressed her stomach and lightly brushed over her matching crotchless panties. I was so taken with how sexy she looked as my tongue worked its way toward her neatly trimmed pussy. Her lips were clean- and there was a little round patch of hair just above her swollen clit. I let my tongue graze lightly over her clit before I pulled her lips open and poked it deep into her. Her scent and taste were intoxicating. 

I heard a slight gasp as I licked up and down her sweet lips and sucked on her swollen nub. I looked up and could see passion and desire burning in her eyes. Then I got an idea and I must have sat there a dwelt on it for a minute because the next thing I knew she was telling me to finish what I started. Without her seeing I reached over and got the vibrator and turned it on just as I touched it to her clit. The waves of pleasure it gave her were plainly visible and I worked the giant head over her sensitive mound. I waited till I saw her look at me and I put the head in my mouth and got it nice and wet. "Fuck me with it, NOW!!!" she said growing impatient. I parted her pussy lips and pressed the head deep into the opening of her box. She wanted it badly and grabbed the huge toy and crammed it in. I watched in amazement as her hole just opened up and engulfed it. With a couple of thrusts she had it about 3/4 of the way in. She said "Now you fuck me with it." 

I swung around to put my cock near her mouth and grabbed the dildo in one hand and put the other so I could work her clit. I felt her warm mouth close around my dick slowly taking it all the way to the base. I started fucking her pussy with the whirring rubber toy. I slid down just a bit and was able to suck on her clit, rolling it between my lips. This enabled me to drive the dildo in deep with both hands. I had the most awesome view of her pussy being stretched wide open to accommodate the massive thickness. 

She grabbed my ass and pulled me hard forcing my cock deep down her throat. The harder I fucked her pussy the more intense her sucking became. I could see that it wouldn't be long before we both exploded. She started thrusting her hips so as to impale herself onto the jumbo toy. Her moaning was muffled by my cock, which began pumping cum deep in her throat. Being more than she could handle her orgasm ripped lose and her body began shaking and bucking. I slipped out of her mouth as she squealed wildly. I kept fucking her pussy but gradually reduced the tempo till finally I stopped and turned it off. She just lay there breathing heavily with her thighs clamped tightly together. Her face was all sweaty and come cover and the stump of the dildo still protruded from her quivering pussy. 

Several minutes passed before she slowly opened her eyes. I kissed her gently and licked a few drops of my cum off her cheek and chin. She pulled me closer and kissed me hard exploring my mouth with her tongue and letting me taste my cum even more. She had a look of lusty passion and satisfaction that I'll never forget. It was still a few more minutes before I noticed her legs relax their grip and I slowly slid the tool from her sopping stretched hole. I cradled her in my arm, smiled at her and said, "So I guess I got the right one huh?" 

"Oh my god, you have no idea!!!" she said "That was so intense, thank you" She laid her head on my chest and I just caressed her till she drifted off to sleep. 

I let her sleep there for awhile but I had to wake her. I still wanted a little time with her before Dave got home. We spent another hour or so just talking and touching and I confessed to her that I could easily have feelings for her. She told me that Dave was a totally sound sleeper and until we figured out what to do I could have her anytime Dave was gone or asleep. She kissed me goodnight and left my room. I heard the door to her room close. I lay there and reflected on what had happened and wondered how long it would be before she would be in my arms again. I don't remember falling asleep but I remember dreaming of a plan that might make things work for everyone. I know Marie would go for it I only had to sell Dave on it.

Marie came to visit me in the night telling me that Dave was asleep and wasn't giving her what she needed. I rubbed her feet with lotion then gave her a light touch body massage. Fire burned in her eyes as I rubbed clit and slipped my fingers in her sweet wet pussy. She rolled over and climbed on top of me for a hot sixty-nine. I poked my tongue deep inside her as she swallowed my cock to the base. 

I was totally turned on and tried to push her off so I could make love to her but she grabbed my hips and pulled me deeper into her mouth sucking me for all I was worth. She ended up with her mouth full of my hot seed, then turning around she smiled and kissed me deeply and surprised me by letting my cum run into my mouth. I sucked her tongue as I squeezed her beautiful breasts. She pulled away and winked and said "I'll be right back" She went off to Dave's room and I lay there waiting anxiously for her to return. 

When she finally returned she admitted that while Dave was sleeping she had sucked his cock till he was hard then had rode him to his completion but that he was back asleep before she even dismounted. I kissed her deeply then slid a pillow under her hips so I could feast on her cum filled pussy. She grabbed my head and ground it into her hot wet slit. I looked up and could see by the look in her eyes that she was ready. 

Running the swollen head of my now rock hard cock over her clit she kept thrusting her hips in an attempt to get me inside her. I teased her a little more before plunging deep into her. She wrapped her legs tightly around me and held me deep inside her as she bucked wildly and moaned for me to fuck her harder. We spent the next few hours in a state of wild frenzy. She rode me till I filled her then came up and sat on my face so our juices could run into my mouth as she sucked my cock clean and made me hard again. As soon as I was ready she got on her knees and wiggled her ass in front of my face. I guided my cock into her now swollen pussy, grabbed her hips and gave her a good hard fuckin'. She came so hard I could feel her wetness flood around me which in turn brought me off again. 

We lay there in each other's arms till we fell asleep. Unfortunately we were both so exhausted that we didn't hear Dave get up in the morning and he found her asleep in my bed. She tried to slough it off that we had been talking and she had just fallen asleep. I don't think he bought it but didn't say much about it.

That evening we decided that we would do a little drinking. Dave and I went to the liquor store and bought some schnapps. A bottle of apple and one of cinnamon. 

When we returned to the apartment Marie had gotten dolled up and was wearing a sexy maroon teddy with a matching sheer robe. She looked so hot I could hardly take my eyes off her. Her nipples were standing hard and proud straining against the material of the teddy. Dave caught me ogling her several times. After several cinnamon apple shooters he seemed to be less concerned about my presence. Dave walked over to the table to pour another shot and Marie started rubbing her palm over the bulge, which was already quite obvious in his shorts. 

Without a moment of hesitation she whipped down his pants and had his hard thick cock in her mouth. She sucked him deep as she worked her hand around the base and her other hand gently cupping his swollen balls. It didn't take long and he was leading Marie to the living room floor. She lay down with her legs spread wide invitingly. Dave's back was to me but I could see the look of bliss as she guided Dave's cock into her eager pussy. Dave fucked her good and hard as I watched. Marie whispered something to Dave and he rolled off her and lay down. Marie mounted him and I watched his cock as her hot wet pussy swallowed it up. I moved over to get a better view. Before I knew it I was right there, just a few inches away from the action. I could see her lips stretched around his thick manhood as he thrust up into her. I flicked my tongue across her tight little ass then poked it in as far as I could. She started fucking him with a renewed fury and his cock slipped out. She raised up a little and I grabbed his cock and guided it back into her lovely pussy that was wide open for him. He made a comment about me not touching him, but I told him not to worry about it and to just fuck her good. I continued licking Marie's ass as she rode Dave to his end. They came together and Dave headed for the shower. 

I licked her pussy in anticipation of getting some action myself. She made me stop and I figured she was waiting for Dave to return. I looked down the hall to see if Dave was out of the shower and the bathroom was empty and the light was off. I asked what happened to him and she went to see. "He's in bed asleep already" she said when she returned. 

I was shocked that he had left, but wasted no time before probing her pussy with my eager tongue. I ate her out for an eternity it seemed. I was in heaven. I slipped a pillow under her ass and drove my cock deep into her. I fucked her till I exploded inside her then slowly pulled out. I could see our juices flowing from her pussy and running down her ass. I lay there caressing her as I caught my breath. "I'll be right back," she said heading off down the hall. I knew what she was up to so I headed to my bed to wait for her to finish Dave off again. 

I lay there listening to the sounds coming from the other room. Shortly she returned and had that look of desire in her eyes again. I started to go down on her again but she pulled me on top of her and guided me into her wetness. We went at it hot and heavy until we both came again. I was worn out as I don't drink much and the liquor was making its effect known to me. I kissed her deeply and she headed off to bed quite satisfied.

The next day I went and bought Marie a surprise but wouldn't tell her what it was. She had no patience for waiting and was begging me to tell her. "You'll see the next time you come visit my bed" was all I would say. She was somewhat annoyed with me for that but I thought it was cute and told her so.

No sooner was Dave asleep, then Marie was in my room. She was excited that I had something for her and was dying to find out what it was. I produced a bag that had some magic mushrooms in it. She wasn't sure what they were but after I explained a little about them she agreed to eat some with me. They weren't easy to get down but after a little while things started to get wild. We had hot wild sex in every position we could think of. Marie started getting really high and I had to just hold her while she rode out the rushes. I think it was more than she expected but she ended up having a really good time. Our minds melted together and we started to sense a change coming over us. We were much closer and I could tell the experience was very enlightening for her. We spent hours talking about our feelings and the complexities of life. Dave's attitude was starting to get her down and the effects of the mushrooms only made it worse for her to dwell on. I caressed her and held her close to comfort her. We made love just before daybreak and when she left for Dave's room I shed my first tear for her. I could tell that I was becoming too attached to her and had to do some serious thinking on where I wanted things to go from here. 

Over the next couple of days I could see Marie attempting to relate the whole psychedelic experience she had to her every day life. During this time I could also sense that she was pushing Dave away. I was keenly aware of his frustration over this. Marie and I had several talks about our growing feelings for each other. Dave came home and announced that he had gotten fed up with his job and had quit. This only led to more tension in their relationship and less time for us to be alone. I got to where I was bummed out to see them together. She also didn't seem to be her usual self when he was around. I bought her a bottle of her favorite perfume, CK One, hoping it might help cheer her up. I gave it to her after Dave had gone to bed and we were alone. I wanted to make love to her but she had just started her period a couple of hours earlier and really wasn't up to it. I gave her a nice massage and before long she was feeling a little better. I made passionate love to her that night pouring every ounce of feeling I had into each and every touch. When she had to leave I started to feel that I could easily slip into some severe depression.

The next day Marie still wasn't feeling all that good. The stress of her relationship with Dave on top of being that time of the month really had her down. I told her and Dave that I was getting a room at the Radison Hotel on the beach and I invited them to come. I booked a suite on the top floor with a nice big whirlpool. We picked up some Chinese take out and headed there. Dave and I ate while Marie headed in to take a nice hot bubble bath. After she got out she ate a little then asked if we could go to Fantasyvilla, the adult toy store. Dave wasn't interested in going so I took her there. She chose a few items and I bought them for her. On the way back I bet her that Dave had ordered drinks to the room but she said no he wouldn't as it was on my bill. When we got back to the hotel it turned out that I was right and won a blowjob. As it turned out the leather teddy she had picked was a little small and she asked if we could go exchange it. Again Dave declined to go. Before we left Marie insisted on sucking my cock saying that a bet was a bet and she owed me one. I don't think Dave liked the idea but I was in heaven as she went down on me. We returned to the store and made our exchange. They didn't have the same item in her size so she chose to get some fur lined leather wrist restraints and a whip instead.

When we got back to the hotel I opened the fold out sofa and selected a hot pay per view movie and ordered a pizza. Marie changed into a sexy white teddy then showed Dave her purchases and asked if he would like to be tied up. He wasn't thrilled with the idea but went along with it anyway. She teased him by pulling off his shorts, getting his cock nice and hard then telling him he needed a good whipping with her new leather whip. She grabbed his thick hard cock and waved it at me and asked me what I thought of his predicament. I laughed and said he looked a little "hard up" for some sex. "Very hard" she said gripping his large tool, "come feel this" Part of me wanted to take his cock in my hand and slip the head into my mouth just to fuck with his macho chauvinism. Dave started to protest but looked relieved when I said "Nah, that's ok, I'll pass" 




The Roomies



The pizza dudes knock on the door brought things to an abrupt halt. Dave insisted I untie him while Marie stalled the delivery boy. When Dave was released and had covered up she opened the door still dressed to kill. The teddy she had on accentuated her cleavage and her nipples were very prominent. I thought he was gonna cum in his pants. He glanced at Dave then at me and I winked at him. 

Marie handed him a twenty and told him to keep the change. He stammered out a thank you without taking his eyes off her tits. After he left we all had a good laugh while we ate our dinner. Dave was getting into the movie but when I finished eating I wanted to fool around. 

I told Marie that I wanted to fuck her and she responded by clamping her legs tightly together and telling me that if I wanted it I'd have to take it. Dave just sat there watching TV. We wrestled for a little while getting really turned on. We rolled around, laughed and had a blast yet she still resisted. Dave finally perked up and picked up the restraints. I said, "no hold on I'm winning," and he sat back down. Marie and I were almost out of breath. 

Suddenly I just stopped and looked her deep in the eyes and told her I wanted to do her doggie. Without a word she turned over and got on her knees. I unsnapped the crotch of her teddy exposing her pussy. I slipped my cock into her and proceeded to fuck her with long slow strokes. She was really enjoying it and before long I was banging her hard and fast. She was getting into it so much that I think Dave was shocked. We both had intense orgasms and she headed for the Jacuzzi while I caught my breath and used a towel to clean her period from my cock.

After Marie had been in the tub a wile I headed in to see if she was ok. She was stretched out soaking in the hot water and looking fine. I had her lean forward and slipped in behind her, She had the water really hot and the jets were pounding. She lay back against me and I kissed her neck and wrapped my arms around her then slid my hands up under her breasts. I gently squeezed and lifted 'em enjoying their firm fullness. 

That's how Dave found us when he came in asking if we had drowned. I told him to join us and Marie and I shifted to make room for him to get in. He did but got right out saying that the water was too hot so he just sat on the edge of the tub. Marie turned sideways and I could tell the hot water jet was shooting right into her pussy. I reached down and felt her pussy opened by the intense stream. I slid two fingers into her and she turned to me and kissed me hard slipping her tongue into my mouth. I wanted her right there but we couldn't as the water had washed away all the lubrication. 

I got out and Dave and I returned to the main room while Marie finished her bath. I made for the sofa bed and Dave fell into the recliner. When Marie finally came out of the bathroom I moved over giving her the center of the bed. She laid down with her legs spread wide in an attempt to air dry but the A/C was blowing hard so she ended up covering with a sheet. I reached under it and ran my fingertips over her stomach then up over her breasts making little swirls around her nipples. They were erect and hard from the chilly air. 

I asked if I could go down on her and she said "Eww, not when I'm ragging" I laughed and reminded her that she was "tub fresh" She said ok and let me lift the sheet and slide a pillow under her rear. I slid under the sheet and gently spread her open. I heard Dave make a comment about me having a plan, which I did. I ran my tongue up and down her lips and flicked it across her clit. I probed deep into her then sucked each lip in one at a time then rolled her hard clit in my lips. I licked and sucked for a long time and I kept at it till I could tell she was really turned on. When I came out from under the sheet I found that Dave had gone over to the bed and fallen asleep. 

I took Marie by the hand and led her out on to the balcony. We were sixteen floors up and looking out over the moonlit ocean. The warm night air felt good after the cold air of the room. I stood behind her and held her in my arms, pressing my hardness against her. She leaned on the railing and spread her legs a bit. Taking that as my cue I slid my cock into her from behind. She pushed back against me as she felt me enter her. As we stood there I slowly moved in and out while lightly scratching her back and neck. I reached around and slid my hand under her chin and turned her head so I could kiss her. Then I slid my hand down and fingered her clit while I rocked my cock deeply inside her. I was aware of her moans over the roar of the surf pounding the shore below. 

She clutched the rail as her orgasm started building. The sight of her pale skin in the moonlight was totally beautiful. I couldn't hold off any longer and filled her with my hot cum. I pulled out and turned her around kissing her passionately, grinding my cock against her sensitive flesh. 

I led her back in leaving the door open so we could hear the waves on the beach. Laying her down I gently toweled the mixture of cum and blood that had run down her legs. I cleaned up too and we spent a while touching and caressing each other before we made love again and again. 

She finally fell asleep in my arms with Dave across the room snoring. When we all woke up we ordered breakfast from room service. When the young boy brought it the room was a sight. There was blood on the sheets and towels, the restraints and whip were on the bed and Marie answered the door wearing a satin robe that barely covered her bush. The kid's eyes about popped out of his head as he looked around the room. I could only imagine what was going through his mind. 

After we ate Marie gave us both a quick fuck then we each had a turn in the whirlpool. She took an extra long bath as we cleaned up the room and made ready to go. While Dave took our bags to the car Marie kissed me and thanked me over and over, telling me how much better she felt, and that it had made the world of difference. I ran the backs of my fingers over her soft cheek and smiled. 

"You know" I said, "I could have a thing for you" She smiled and I could tell that she knew I already did.



The Roommate



I was living in a two-bedroom house by myself, and enduring a rather boring life. I was single and spent most of my time working, riding my mountain bike, or hiking in the woods. Even though I kept up on all my bills, I still never seemed to have enough money to travel as much as I wanted to. I decided to get a roommate. I put an ad in the paper, but didn't have much luck as I lived out in a rural area, and most people were looking for something closer. 

I was bitching to my friend Jennifer one day about the whole situation, and she offered up some help. "I have this friend that is looking for a place to live around here. She doesn't like living in the city. Of course, I don't know how her boyfriend would feel about her living with another guy..."

"I would be willing to meet her and her boyfriend and explain to him that I just need some help with my rent. I have my dick handled, a lot. Why doesn't she just move in with him?"

"First of all, that's too much information; I don't need to know how often you jack off. Second, I don't think they are that serious. Maybe you could offer her a little something on the side." She winked at me.

"Fuck that, I have no interest in breaking people up. That is a shitty way to start a relationship."

"What relationship, I was just trying to get you laid."

I started laughing. "Oh well, her personal life is none of my business. As long as she is willing to pay her end of the rent and bills and stay out of my personal shit, she can live there." Jennifer said that she would give me a call when she got a hold of her friend and set up the meeting.

I spent the next couple days cleaning out the room and getting it ready in case this person was going to be moving in soon. I was wondering what she would be like, what she would look like. I couldn't tell if Jennifer was joking or not about getting me laid. Sometimes she could just be an asshole like that.

Jennifer finally called me a couple days later to let me know that her friend was on her way over. I was feeling a bit nervous about meeting a new person, what if she didn't like me, or what if her boyfriend didn't like me and said that she couldn't move in?

When I walked into the house, sitting on Jennifer's couch was a woman that made my heart skip a beat. She had soft brown eyes, and long flowing brunette hair that came to a rest on her perky C cup breasts. She was wearing a low cut short sleeved shirt that not only showed off her cleavage but also, cupped around her breasts emphasizing them even more. She also had on an ankle length, flowing, yellow summer dress and brown leather sandals. Jennifer introduced us, "John, this is Gina. Gina this is John."

We shook hands, but then it hit me, there was no other guy in the room. I asked her if we were waiting for her boyfriend to join us. "I broke up with him," she replied, her tone confident, "he was really kind of a selfish asshole. I didn't like that about him." 

"Sorry, I was just being nosey."

"That's ok, don't worry about it. Tell me about this house, I am very interested in it."

We hit it off quite well, as we talked for almost two hours, then I asked if she would just like to see it. She rode there with me, and I gave her the grand tour, ending at the empty room. I asked her what she thought of it, and she asked when she could move in. "Whenever would be fine with me."

The next day Gina showed up with a pickup truck full of stuff. She wasn't joking when she said that she was ready to move right away. I didn't put up much of a fight with helping her move her stuff because she had on a pair of cutoff jeans that hugged her shapely ass and a low cut shirt that was showing off her cleavage again. I caught a couple of glances as she was bent over, and she wasn't wearing a bra. I had a hard time keeping my hard on down, and knew that there was going to be a lot of cold showers in my future.

After her room was set up, I ordered a pizza and she ran down to the store to pick up some beer. While she was gone, I called Jennifer. "I don't know whether I love you or hate you right now. Gina is so fucking hot, but I know that she wouldn't fuck me with a stolen pussy. She is a lot of fun to hang out with though."

"Yeah, she is pretty cool, isn't she? I thought you would like her tits. She really is a fun person to be around and I thought that your personalities were a good match. At least you will always have someone to fantasize about when you are jacking off."

"I will definitely be doing that tonight. I am going to go now, since she will be back soon. We are having pizza and beer, then she is going to go into her room, I will go into mine and empty my nuts."

I hung up the phone just as the pizza guy pulled into the driveway. Gina got back soon after and we sat in the living room eating our pizza, and talking. I kept stealing glances at her beautiful tits, as they would rise and fall with every breath she took. The more I looked at them, the more I wanted to touch them. The more I wanted to touch them, the more I felt a stirring in my pants, so I distracted myself by talking about the business of the bills, rent, and handed her a copy of the key. I also told her that I kept all my movies in my room, where my TV was, and that she was welcome to borrow any movie that she wanted to, as long as she put them back when she was done. 

Gina thanked me for everything, and excused herself to go to bed. My balls were aching so badly from getting a hard-on and not being able to relieve myself, that I headed straight to my room to open the valve. I felt a little weird at first, masturbating with a stranger in the house, but I needed to because it was so bad that it hurt. There was so much blood being shoved into my dick that I was starting to get light headed. I got undressed and sat on the edge of the bed. I didn't need any help from a movie or a magazine; I just fantasized about Gina wrapping her hands around my cock. The thought of that almost made me blow my load, but I wanted to save it for a little while.

An old girlfriend had measured it one time when it was almost as hard as this, and it was standing at eight and a half inches. This one felt like it was pushing nine. Just before I started stroking, I thought to myself, "What a waste that I am the only one that gets to experience this beautiful hard-on. Oh well." I closed my eyes and started sliding my hand up and down the swollen shaft. I was trying to be quiet, as I didn't want my brand new roommate to know that her first night here I was fantasizing about fucking her really hard doggie style. I was in mid-down stroke when I suddenly heard, "Oh my God!! I am so sorry John!"

My eyes popped open and there was Gina standing there, her eyes as big as dinner plates and her mouth agape. I felt the heat rush through me as I turned red at being caught and started grabbing for whatever I could to cover up my still swollen cock. I was so embarrassed, and I couldn't think of anything to say, but the sight of her standing there was making my hard-on even more persistent. She had a white cotton tank top and a pair of pink, thin cotton shorts that clung to every curve and line of her body. I looked up at her face, and I could see her eyes keep darting down, glancing at my crotch. Then her nipples started to harden and press against her shirt. Then I noticed that her eyes weren't leaving my dick anymore. 

Without looking up she said, "Wow that looks painful. Does it hurt to be that hard?" I looked down and it had turned purple from the pressure.

"Yes, it hurts like hell, and if I don't take care of it soon, I'm afraid it's going to explode." She looked at me for just a second, then kneeled down in front of me and wrapped her soft warm hands around my dick and started stroking it slowly and gently. At this point, it was all I could do to keep from shooting my load right on her. I told her that I didn't want to make a mess on her or possibly put her eye out. Gina leaned her head forward and started to lick the head of my dick. Then the head disappeared into her mouth, then she started to bob her head up and down and with each downward thrust, more and more of my cock would disappear. Soon her lips were against the base of my shaft when the most amazing thing happened. With my cock buried deep in her throat, her tongue came out and started massaging my balls. I couldn't hold on any longer. I don't know if I whispered it, or if I screamed it, but I said, "I'm gonna c-", but before I could even finish the sentence, she had her tongue back in her mouth, and her hand cradling my balls. I started cumming in the back of her throat and she started swallowing. It felt as though her throat was pulling the cum out of me gallons at a time. After she had finished milking all the cum out of my balls, she slowly pulled my dick out of her mouth and licked the tip clean. I leaned back on my elbows exhausted but ready for more. I wanted to do an all night fuck-a-thon with this beautiful woman.

When she stood up, her nipples were hard as rocks and the front of her pink shorts were darkened from the wetness of her pussy. All I could think of was burying my face in that wonderful wetness and making her cum so hard that she screamed.

Gina climbed onto the bed, straddling my hardening cock and started to grind her muff against me. I cupped one of her perfect tits in each of my hands as she pressed her lips hard against mine and shoved her tongue deep in my mouth. I whispered in her ear that I wanted to shove my tongue in her pussy and make her squirm.

She rolled off me and onto her back, shedding her shirt in the process. I climbed between her legs and started grinding my cock against her pussy and sucking on her nipples. She was pushing her pussy hard against my cock telling me how badly she wanted me inside of her. I was more than willing to oblige her, but first I wanted to taste her. I kissed my way down her belly, licking her belly button and continuing on. I looked at her pussy, still hiding halfway behind her shorts, as one of her lips was peeking out from our grinding session. I started licking her freshly shaved pussy lip and pushing her shorts over with my tongue at the same time. I bit onto her lip, played with her clit, and shoved my tongue deep into her hole. Her hips thrust forward and she moaned loud and I could feel her pussy muscles contracting as she had an orgasm on my face.

She tugged on my head, and I came up face to face with her. She looked me in the eye and said,"Bury your cock deep inside me. I want you to fuck me so hard I scream." I pulled her shorts down her legs, and could feel the smoothness of her flesh all the way to her ankles. I threw them somewhere behind me, and climbed into position. As soon as I was close enough to her pussy, she grabbed my dick and started guiding it to her pussy, sticking the head in her hole. I pushed forward gently, but she thrust her hips up hard and impaled herself on my cock. In one thrust she took all eight and a half inches. It felt so good that my arms gave out and I fell on top of her onto the bed. I started thrusting against her so hard that it hurt my hips. Her pussy was so hot and wet that I didn't know how long I was going to last. Just then Gina looked at me and said, "I want to be on top."

We rolled over without even pulling apart and she started riding my cock slow at first, then started going faster. I could feel my nuts tightening up, and I think that she felt it too, as she leaned forward and told me in a husky whisper, "I want to feel your cum shooting deep inside me. I love the feeling of a man's hot cum filling me up."

Gina sat back upright and reached behind her. I was wondering what she was doing when I suddenly felt her hand on my balls massaging them. The soft flesh of her hand on my balls and the soft wet flesh of her pussy wrapped around my cock were too much to bear. Just then, I felt her pussy muscles start contracting around my cock as she started a huge orgasm. She slammed her hips down, swallowing the entire length of my cock with her pussy, and then just started rocking her hips back and forth. I grabbed her around her lower back and held her down as I started shooting a huge load of cum deep inside her. She stayed on top of me until I had finally gone limp inside of her. Then she rolled off of me and crawled into my bed with me saying, "Just in case you get anymore wild, uncontrollable hard-ons tonight."



The Roommate



He paced the space of his duplex, wondering what it was like to have a roommate. He had just put up the flyers two days ago and his phone was already ringing off the hook. There were a few he was interested in and was having come in today to look at it, but he was still nervous. He went through the checklist of things in his head, "make the bunk bed, check, vacuum the floor, check, clean the so-called kitchen, check, look good," he ran to the mirror in the bathroom to check himself. Sighing with relief he said out loud, "check." He looked around the bathroom making sure he got most of it clean when he heard the knock at the door. Butterflies immediately filled his stomach in anxiety. He checked the peephole and his eyes almost popped out of his head. He opened the door gingerly, trying to be cool, and was greeted with a warm smile. 

"Hi! My name is Jessica," she smiled putting out her hand.

"Matt," he replied with a nervous smile.

Matt thought she was so beautiful. Her long, brunette hair went down to about halfway between the middle of her back and her shoulder. Her hazel eyes sparkled like the many stars he would look at in the nighttime. She stood about five foot six inches, which Matt liked to call fun-size, but in her heels she seemed much taller. She wore a very tight tank top where he swore he could see her nipples jutting out. Her breasts were 34C, or at least that's what he guessed they were. He shook his head to quit thinking about it and get down to business.

He let her in and told her to have a seat on the futon/couch that he had, and sat in his desk chair. She flashed him a smile as she sat down and crossed her legs. Matt basically went over what kind of person he was looking for as a roommate, and all the monotonous rules that his duplex had. Though he knew the second he laid his eyes on her that she was going to be the perfect roommate.

After everything was done with her, he already knew she was going to be the one. But, being the fair person he is, he went through the rest of the interviews. Though, honestly, he didn't even pay attention to the other girls' answers. Later that night Matt called Jessica and told her she could be his roommate and that she could come with her stuff tomorrow. She was nothing but ecstatic about her being able to live in a duplex with a roommate. As he hung up he got ready for bed and lay down for the night.

The next day Matt was up early and excited about his new companion in his duplex. She knocked at the door around 10 A.M. and she caught Matt just as he was getting out of the shower. He quickly wrapped a towel around his waist and hurried to the door. She quickly sized him up seeing his pecs and abs clear as day. She silently marveled them as she walked in with her suitcase with what clothes and miscellaneous items she had brought with her. He walked back into the bathroom and did his usual after-shower routine. 

She yelled to him from the other room, "can I use the free space in your closet for my clothes?"

He laughed as he combed his hair, "sure, take all the space you need just leave my dress shirts in it."

She then enthusiastically took out his clothes and lightly set them on the bed. And, following his instructions left his dress shirts in. She arranged her clothes the way she usually did, formal, casual, then very casual. Just as she was turning to grab some more shirts she saw Matt walk out of the bathroom in just his boxers noticing the lump in them. Now the tables were turned, and she was staring him down. Matt acted like he didn't notice but he knew that she was staring and he was damn proud of it. She quickly blushed and looked away to put up more clothes. Matt looked up to see her very tight shorts she had changed into and what he thought as the outline of a thong inside of them. His mind pondered what was under them, but he then started getting dressed for the day. He threw on his Metallica shirt and cargo shorts and sat down at his desk to check the weather. 

"Looks like it's going to be a nice day outside, would you like me to show you around town?" Matt asked Jess as she finished putting up her shirts.

She turned around and she had also had changed into one of her many Blink-182 shirts, "that sounds awesome, when do you want to go?"

"Whenever you're ready I've got a Dodge Charger if you'd like to ride around in that," he said proud of his car.

"Sure!" she hurried into the bathroom to freshen up to leave.

Matt waited on her, running through the things he wanted to do with her in his head. And that's when the dirty thoughts flooded into his head. His cock in her pussy riding her while she is tied up. He could feel his cock rising in his pants, but he knew that that would be more than embarrassing. He quickly got the thought out of his head by thinking about math, something he often did to get rid of his erections. Thankfully, just as he did, she walked out and couldn't have looked better.

"So, where are we going?" she asked as they walked out of the door.

"Just, around town," he said back with a devilish grin.

Matt took her to the intermittent bars, clubs, and restaurants and fast food places. He even took her around to a few stores which showed to be where Jess would be spending her time when she is bored. Eventually, after walking around the town square, Jess started to complain about being tired so they hopped in his car and drove back to the duplex.

When they got back, Matt marked off his "Days until school" calendar, and noticed it was already 11 at night. Jess went into the bathroom, took off her shirt, her bra, pants, and thong, and started the shower. Matt yawned as he laid on the futon, and turned on the TV to watch some bad late night shows. He was used to being up late and watching the shitty shows, but what he wasn't used to was the girl naked in his shower. He tried but of course failed as to not think about it, her soaping down her body, probably even being very horny and thinking about some guy's cock. He laughed at himself as he had the quick thought it would be his. He heard the shower turn off and he immediately tried to get the thoughts out of his head once again. Though, for some reason, he couldn't this time. He looked down to see his erection in his pants and rearranged it so it wouldn't be so noticeable.

She walked out about five minutes later, hair wrapped in a towel with a white t-shirt on and basketball shorts. She sat in his desk chair and turned to watch TV. Matt quietly and what he thought to be unnoticeably moved his eyes up and down her figure. He slowly kept following the curves of her body with his eyes. She could see him out of the corner of her eye, and being the object of him being a voyeur excited her. Jess blushed slightly as she felt herself getting very wet. She knew she needed some relief from it and quickly excused herself.

She saw his erection in his pants as she was walking out and couldn't help but think about it. Matt sighed as she walked out knowing he would have nothing to look at. But she walked into the rather large bedroom that they would have to share and quickly got under the covers of her bed and pulled off her shorts. She immediately went to work on her clit. Working it in her fingers and sighing in relief thinking about Matt fucking her. She saw his erection in his pants as she was walking out and couldn't help but think about it. Oh how she wanted him to walk in on her, but, at the same time, she was afraid at what his reaction would be.

In thinking about all of this, she came quickly. She accidentally moaned out loud but hoped to god that he didn't hear, but he did. She was tired from the day and slowly fell asleep. He, on the other hand, was quick to pull out his cock and make him orgasm himself. He turned off the TV, took a quick shower, and put on his boxers and got into his own bed. He immediately noticed the smell of pussy, but didn't know what to think and drifted off to sleep.

At about 4 in the morning, Jess awoke from a dream and knew what she wanted to do. She crawled into bed with Matt. She got into a spooning position with him and could feel his limp cock nestled in between her legs. She took off her shirt without moving too much so she didn't wake him up, and put one of his hands on her breasts. She smiled at how warm his hand was and cuddled up to him and fell back asleep.

Matt woke to Jess in his bed naked. At first, he was in shock. He didn't know what to think, or what to do. All he could think was what he wanted to do with her. She was just so beautiful laying there naked. In thinking about all of this, he noticed his cock growing. It was strained against her soft skin.-Suddenly, he was worried he was going to wake her up, so he quickly rolled over and thought about what should be his next move. Of course, driven by lust, he rolled back over and began to work her clit.

She jumped awake, moaning loudly. He jumped at her moaning but just kept going on. The night before she didn't think that she would be in this position, but she thought what the hell it feels good. She was shot out of her thoughts as Matt slipped his finger into her tight cunt. She licked her lips in the pleasure of it all; she wanted his cock so bad. She rolled over and reached down and worked his cock making sure that it was nice and hard for her later. She slid down the bed, rolled him on his back, and slipped his 7 in cock into her mouth, sucking on just the now purple head. He was in total ecstasy, he moaned his pleasure to her to which she increased her speed. Now bobbing up and down slipping it further and further into her mouth, Matt knew he needed to calm her down.

He got an idea and remembered he had some rope. He knew she couldn't refuse the offer he had at hand, so he pulled away from her, leaving her whimpering and confused on the bed. He grabbed the rope and devilishly smiled at her. She immediately knew what was going on and smiled back in acknowledgment. She got on her knees, turned away from him, and put her hands behind her back. He, of course, took the rope and tied her hands together. 

She looked back at him and only uttered two words "punish me."

And that he did. He pushed her forward and slammed into her pussy. She screamed at the pain and pleasure she experienced. He changed between spanking and fucking her. His cock sliding in and out of her, her face being ground into the bed, and the burning of her ass as he slapped it again and again. He went faster and faster feeling the wetness and tightness of her pussy. The deeper and faster he went, the louder and longer she moaned. Finally she collapsed into the bed cumming hard all over his cock. He too came inside of her at that moment, overtaken by all the excitement in the atmosphere. 

They both fell into the bed together, exhausted from what had just happened. She snuggled up to him to fall asleep. Matt knew this was going to be a nice long year.



The Roommate



Once upon a time I was a college student. That was back in the era of peace, love, and rock and roll. Love was, of course, "free" in those days, but I don't want to get ahead of my story. My senior year I lived off campus. I'd put up with dorm life for three years which was long enough. Colleges felt the need to keep tabs on students who lived in their dorms, but I'd chaffed under their "in loco parentis" policy. As soon as I was a senior, I found a place to share with a couple of buddies, and my girlfriend, Kara, got an apartment that year with, Joyce, a friend of hers.

I'd met Kara a year ago in a conducting class. I was getting a degree in music education, not because I had such a burning desire to teach, but mainly because I had a burning desire to avoid being sent into the thick of the Vietnam War right after graduation. Teachers could get draft deferments. Kara, however, was a full-bore performance major in piano.

I was okay on the piano, but my instrument was the classical guitar. Since most guitars were electric, I sometimes felt a bit lonely. I didn't get gigs playing with groups in bars. My prospects for making millions as a rock and roll star were nil, but I enjoyed playing. Sometimes I'd just lose myself in the music for hours.

Kara and I hit it off from the first. She was a blue-eyed, blond farm girl who was fit and tanned from her love of the outdoors. She was tall for a girl — just under six feet. Still, I had a lanky couple of inches on her. Although I may have looked like someone who played basketball, I'd never had much enthusiasm (or ability) for the sport. I was one of the band geeks through high school. And no, I didn't march the guitar. I was an indifferent baritone player.

Anyway, in the conducting class the instructor paired us up for mutual critiquing. Kara's first observation about me was that I looked as if I was trying to swat flies. She poked my pride, but what really hurt was that it was so funny, I couldn't help but laugh. That set the pattern. Her sense of humor just cracked me up.

We became study partners in that class, and, after a couple of casual dates, a couple. For our first real date, I took her to see Easy Rider. It wasn't the type of movie that either of us would have chosen on our own, but her Popular Culture prof had assigned a critique. We stayed for a second showing, and still weren't all that enthused. I offered her a few thoughts of my own which she said she used, but she was satisfied with the B she got.

I remember that particular date because we kissed for the first time. On the walk back from Lot 6, the student parking lot which located a convenient mile or so from campus, we held hands. I was totally smitten by this time, but I also didn't want to ruin things by pushing her too fast. Kara settled that nicely by pushing me up beside one of the big oak trees lining the walk where she kissed me thoroughly.

Neither Kara or I had had much experience with sex, but we got the essentials figured out pretty quickly. Kara had no hesitation in trying out anything she'd heard about and enough creativity to make it exciting. At my age and level of experience, just seeing a naked woman made it plenty exciting. However, we lived on campus that year, and opportunities for anything more than a grope in a dark corner of the library were few and far between.

All of that changed for the better our senior year. Josh, a friend from my home town, and I found an apartment about a mile and a half from campus — not exactly convenient, but not exactly expensive either. In many ways it was just another student housing zone with lots of parties, noise, and other annoyances.

Kara did much better. She was able to find a decent apartment on a quiet dead end street about five blocks from campus. A fair number of the other residents were grad students, many of whom were married. All in all it was a lot quieter place (discounting the hippopotamus tap dance troop which lived upstairs for just three weeks at the start of fall term).

Kara's roommate, Joyce, was a dark-haired beauty and a free spirit. She was smaller than Kara, and as a dance major, she was fit from top to bottom to toes. She had been in cross country, track, and gymnastics in high school but had studied dance on the side. Once at college, she'd decided she wanted to make a career of it. Dance majors at BU (which stands for Big University just in case you were reading too much into that) had most of their classes in the Music & Arts building which is where she got to know Kara.

Joyce had a boy friend — at least, sort of. She had dated a guy named Ron for two years, but he had graduated last year and taken a job 800 miles away. She had been to see him once, and he had been back to the school to visit her on homecoming weekend last fall. Ron had been backup quarterback on the football team his senior year and was about 16-times the athlete I would ever be. I'd hated him and his chiseled good looks when Joyce introduced us in October. But, now it was February, and I hadn't heard Joyce even mention his name for some time.

My own apartment was nothing special, and with just Josh and I living there, it was always a mess. It pretty much smelled like a gym, but that wasn't us. From a neighbor who'd lived their the year before, I found out that last year there had been four, count 'em, four guys from a jock fraternity who lived there. The owner's of the complex had done some cleaning over the summer, but we got to live with the remnants.

Josh and I furnished our place with typical "cheap chic." In other words, too cheap for chicks. At that time Josh wasn't dating anyone, and Kara's place was so nice, we never worried about bringing girls back to The Gulch, our not-too-affectionate name the place.

Kara and Joyce, however, made the most of what they had available to make their place comfortable. It was still a cheap, college-student-ready apartment, but, with a couple of extra throw pillows, a wall hanging, and some knick-knacks, their place was homey. Plus, it was where Kara lived. We couldn't actually live together, of course, because it just wasn't done in those days. That meant I had to go back to my apartment to sleep — well, most nights anyway. Aside from attending classes and an occasional trip home to see my folks, her apartment was pretty much my home base.

One fall afternoon after classes, I arrived at Kara's apartment well before she was due home. Joyce had just gotten in, and we talked about her day. She was in the middle of rehearsals for a show of some sort.

Both girls had gotten quite casual about their state of dress while I was around, and, as usual, Joyce walked in and out of the bedroom changing her clothes while we talked. I moved closer to the doorway to make conversation easier (and maintain my view of her body as she displayed it).

Both Joyce and Kara seemed to feel free to indulge in partial nudity while I was around, and I'd taken a more than casual interest in enjoying it. Joyce didn't seem to care whether Kara was there or not. If she wanted to change her clothes, she went ahead and did it. She wasn't the least bit modest. In fact, sometimes Joyce would even change her bra while we were talking. Joyce usually did it with her back to me, but I still got a decent (indecent?) glimpse of her breasts from time to time.

This particular day she was down to her bra and panties and was complaining about something that had happened at rehearsal. She turned away to unhook her bra then tossed it towards a pile of dirty clothes on the floor (college students, after all). Looking to the side, she caught a glimpse of herself in the mirror and paused. She turned to look in the mirror, and I could see her breasts now in profile.

"Do you think my tits are too small?" She was turning from side to side a little to get a better view of herself which in turn gave me a GREAT view. Yes, they were not large. Petite, I would say.

She put her hands under her breasts and lifted them a little towards the mirror. "I think they're tiny. Don't you?"

I was transfixed — speechless. Afraid anything I said would spoil the moment (and the view), I said nothing and watched.

She pinched her nipples between her thumbs and forefingers and pulled them out and slightly up. Again she admired the view in the mirror. "So, do you like my tits?" She turned towards me and jiggled them at me.

All I could do was stare at her breasts as she stepped across the room towards me. She'd never been this brazen about displaying herself before, and I was dumbfounded.

"Do you like what you see?" she insisted

By this time I was holding my breath for fear of interrupting. She came closer, and I could see her hard, dark-pink nipples as she pinched them between her fingers once again. Unexpectedly, she reached one hand down and felt for my cock through the front of my pants. I was as stiff and hard as granite. The situation had aroused me fiercely!

"Oh, I see you do like them" she said as she rubbed my cock through my pants. "Why don't you touch them. I know you like to look at me. Why don't you try them to see what they feel like?"

Tentatively, I reached up and cupped the soft roundness of a breast. Bolder now, I brought my other arm up as well. She sighed as I ran my hands gently over and around the skin of her chest feeling the hollow between as well as the twin bulges of her breasts. Her stiff nipples caught at my fingers as I rubbed.

Her hand began to rub my cock again, and I moved my fingers to her nipples, those turgid little nubs of sexual tension that I had evidently not-so-secretly admired. They were tight and hard under my fingers and she sighed again, "Oh, that feels nice. I really like it when you rub my tits. Keep doing it like that. It makes me feel all nasty!"

Her hands were at my belt, and I suddenly realized she was undoing my pants. "I want to see your cock. Come on. Let me look at it!"

As she worked to push my pants down, her breasts pulled away from my hands. I wasn't disappointed, though. She sank to her knees directly in front of my cock, still holding it with her hands. "It's just as big as I thought it would be. What a wonderful cock!" She moved it from side to side, examining it carefully. 

The gentle motions of her hands on my cock were thrilling. I closed my eyes to concentrate on the sensations as she gently manipulated it. Suddenly my cock was engulfed in a warm wetness. Startled, I looked down and saw she had taken it into her mouth. Kara and I had tried a little oral sex, and, although I enjoyed it, having my cock sucked had never seemed like the main event. With Joyce, it was different. She went at me with all the vim and vigor of a mongoose — without the sharp teeth, of course.

"Oh, Joyce," I finally gasped. "That feels good!" That was a huge understatement, but it was about as good as I could do with my brains being sucked out the end of my cock.

She pulled away and smiled up at me. "When I get my mouth on a cock, it knows it's been had my the best.

"Sit back on the bed and let me get into this a little," she said. My pants were already down to my ankles, and I slipped them and my shoes off in a pile by the bed. "Why don't you pull your shirt off too. I like the idea of you being naked while I suck your cock." she said.

I lay back on the bed, naked now, while she prowled my body with her hands. Her mouth concentrated on my cock. My head was totally in the clouds, and all I could feel were her hands and mouth on my body. She went from kissing my cock, to kissing my nipples, to kissing my lips, to a deep, sweet, licking swallow of my cock.

My body was almost vibrating with tension generated by her warm mouth. The bed flexed under me as she crawled on top of my body and rubbed her tits across my face. She let her nipples trail through my mouth, and I licked them hungrily. She backed off a little and kissed me with no contact between us except for her mouth and the tips of her nipples which she rubbed lightly against my chest.

She lay back on top of me again, this time her whole body pressed against me. My cock was trapped between us, and her body, pressing it against me, created a delicious frisson of tension in my stiff, hard prong of flesh.

Her legs were on either side of my body, and she leaned forward, first to kiss me, then to rub her tits in my face. She rocked back and pressed my cock down with the warmth between her legs.

She leaned forward and kissed me deeply while reaching down for my cock with her hand. While her tongue licked and swirled in my mouth, her hand gently stroked my cock.

I was going out of my mind. Once again she rocked back, but this time a slippery, moist heat enveloped my cock. More and more deeply, my cock slid into her, and I was startled to realize that somewhere in the last few minutes she had slipped off her panties. Then I realized that I was truly inside her. We were fucking. I was not exactly an innocent, but Kara was the only girl I had been with. Joyce had taken me almost without me realizing what was happening.

Heaven. Pure heaven. She pressed down on me again and again. My testicles started to clench, and my cock strained towards orgasm. Suddenly she swung a leg across my body and turned to face my feet. "Let's try it another way." She may have been a gymnast in high school, but she still wasn't limber enough to pull off that move without an inadvertent dismount. When my cock slipped out of her, I was desperate to get back inside of her. Sitting up, I pulled her onto my lap where I slid easily back inside of her.

"Ah. That's better," she said. "Let's see what we can do with this."

Turned out, not much. I was able to get a few thrusts into her, but it was more of a push and not as deep as before. She's was warm and wet, and I wanted more.

She evidently wanted more as well and rolled off me onto the bed. Now she laid on her front and raised her ass in the air. "Now from behind."

This gave me a better angle, and I eagerly started stroking in and out. Once again, I was just getting my cock back into a nice rocking groove when she pulled away, rolled off the bed, and stood up.

"Mmm. Now take me from behind this way." She leaned over on the bed and offered me her backside again waggling impatiently as I struggled to get off the bed and get myself lined up again.

I was ready to shriek. My hot and cold running cock bounced and twitched in spastic protest. Now I had to crouch a bit because my member was well above her crotch-level, but I found her hot target with desperate quickness. Again after a dozen strokes, she pulled away. Turning to face me, she brought up her leg and put my hand under it. Sliding up on tiptoes, she managed, with a little help from her other hand, to get my prick inside her once again.

"Are you strong enough to hold me?"

"What?" I replied not understanding what she wanted. By this time I was so frantic with orgasmic need I had trouble following the action.

With her arms around my neck, she pulled herself up, still impaled on my cock. I took her other leg in my other hand, and she began to slide herself up and down on my member. I had to help hold her, because when she started to sink down too low, my cock started to lever out of her in an uncomfortable way. Although I loved the sensational signals my cock was sending brain-ward, my arm and back muscles quickly started to complain about the load.

"Joyce," I gasped. "I've got to let you down."

More nimbly than I would have thought possible, she popped off and laid back down on the bed. This time she lay on her side and raised her leg. "Now take me from the side."

By this time my cock was ready to explode with unrequited lust. Was she planning on working her way through the entire Kama Sutra before she let me finish? I grabbed her raised leg and turned her completely on her back. For good measure, I gave it another tug to get her oriented on the bed where I could get on top of her. Holding her legs apart, I climbed aboard to mount her in the good old missionary position. She started to twist away, but I grabbed her wrists and held her down.

Once again my cock found its target (practice makes perfect), and I pushed inside. We were well lubricated by now, and there was little resistance from her vulva. All of our tussling in and out meant her whole crotch was slippery. I glided right in without resistance.

At least, without resistance to my cock. Joyce struggle against me pulling left and right, trying to get her hands free. Once I had myself back inside her where I wanted to be, I started to pound away with enthusiasm. My cock was aching, and I needed to cum. Bad.

"Ooo, you big stud! Are you going to rape me? Huh? Do you like raping girls?" Her face was flushed, and she strained, struggled, and wriggled under me. "Should I scream? Is that what you want? Does raping me get you off? Huh? Come on, you nasty fucker, tell me before I scream."

As far gone into orgasmic bliss as I was, the words penetrated. I hesitated in mid stroke, but my penis had a mind of its own and let go with the first spasm of my climax. Now I couldn't help but thrust myself into her once, twice, and once again. The spasms continued irregularly for several minutes until I had emptied myself into her.

I held myself up for a moment to catch my breath before I rolled off her. I could feel the sweat beaded up on my forehead. Even as the haze of lust faded from my mind, I was struck by the though of how I would apologize to Joyce — make it up to her someway. What would Kara do to me, and how hard would she do it, if she knew I'd raped her roommate?

When I started to ease myself away from her, Joyce twined her arms around me and held me tight. She began to stroke my back. "Well, at least now I know what Kara sees in you. You've got a nice big cock, and I like the way you use it." She purred and reached down to clutch my buttocks.

My head was still free wheeling — no traction. Joyce wasn't mad? No, wait. The whole screwing on the bed thing had been something that she'd started. Hadn't she?

For a moment I just lay there. "Uh, Joyce. I don't think I exactly meant that part there at the end. It's just that I was getting so frustrated and needed . . ."

She shushed me. "Oh, come on. I think you really liked that, didn't you? You were excited that you could have your way with me. I've noticed you watching me all the time. I knew you wouldn't pass up a chance to get your big dick inside of me."

"I admit, you are hotter than hell," I offered. "But what about? She'd kill me if she found out, and I really love her. I don't want anything to happen between us."

"What makes you think she has to know? Besides, maybe there are some things you don't know about Kara yet. Maybe she would be all right with it. Maybe she'd even like to join in."

I looked at her, and she arched her eyebrows in a question. "Wouldn't that be hot, Mike? Two girls to cater to your every whim. Maybe you'd like to see the two of us together. How about that? Would it make you hot?"

Make me hot? Her fantasy talk had made me hot. She had held me on top of her, and now I could feel myself regaining interest in the feel of her warm pussy which still surrounded my cock.

I took a tentative stroke. "Yeah, that would be great."

She went on. "Mmm. Do you think I could get Kara excited if I sucked on her nice big tits? I've seen her naked, you know, and I've thought about how I could make her nipples stand up. I bet you like to see me kiss her nipples,wouldn't you?"

This time I slid slowly but firmly back into her until I bottomed out. Suddenly her pussy firmly squeezed my cock.

"Oh, what was that?" I exclaimed.

"You like that? Dancers have muscles in places where other girls only have places. Stay still a minute, and let me work on your cock."




The Roommate



She began a rhythmic pulsing of her pussy around my stiffening cock, and it quickly had me throbbing along with it. I couldn't lay still any more, so I pushed in time with her squeezing. Working it so I pushed in while she squeezed down. Even though I had just had an orgasm large enough to register on the Richter Scale, in no time at all I was coming again. Joyce gasped and cried out along with me as she pushed and squeezed back at me.

This time she pushed me off and sat up. I lay like a limp rag completely fucked out. She gathered her hair up on top of her head, let it tumble back to her shoulders, then stretched like a big cat.

"Oh, god. There's nothing like a good fuck to make me feel better."

She nudged me with her foot. "Hey, you're not down for the count, are you? Kara's due home before too long."

Kara! In my frenzy of lust, the fact that Kara was due back soon had sort of slipped my mind. How would I explain what had just happened with Joyce?

"Uh, Joyce? I don't suppose you are going to say anything to Kara, are you? I mean, it would kind of kill our relationship, and I really do love her."

"Why you big chicken. Don't you think she'd love to hear how hot you made me? How you made me come for you?"

I could feel myself pale at the thought. Although I was trembling inside, I tried to be as cool as I could be. My next step would be pathetic groveling at her feet, but maybe I could work something out with her that wouldn't totally terminate my life as I knew it.

"So. Is there anyway we could just kind of keep this quiet?"

She was moving around now getting dressed. I got up and started to gather up my scattered garments.

"Well, I guess if you want to be a spoil sport about it, I'll just have to wait to get something going with the two of you together."

"Joyce, that might not be the best idea. I mean, Kara's family is awfully straight-laced. I'm just not sure how Kara would feel about me cheating on her."

"Cheating? Who said anything about cheating. You and Kara enjoy sex. I enjoy sex. Everybody enjoys sex. Why shouldn't we do something so natural and that makes us feel good?

"It's not like I'm going to fall in love with you, Mike," she continued. "And I know you'd never leave Kara. So. Don't you feel better after a good fuck?"

By now I was fully dressed. How did I feel about that little romp in the sheets with Kara's roommate? Okay, that had been a major romp, but in a way Joyce was right. I loved Kara. Nothing had changed about that.

I let the subject drop, and went out to the living room to start on my homework. Somehow it was hard to concentrate. To many thoughts kept chasing themselves through my head. One thought in particular suddenly popped into my head and gave me a chill. What if Kara came home horny and wanted to play? I was always up and ready for action whenever she wanted attention, but tonight I might have trouble performing after my ball-draining performance with Joyce.

When Kara got home, she slammed the door, and I knew I was safe. She'd had another bad day. Once again she'd had an encounter with Dr. M. M. McMaster, her supervising piano instructor. Once again she informed us that "Miserable, Mother-fucking McMaster" (the student-supplied substitute for his initials) was making her life hell.

The girls got supper around. This was our usual pattern. I bought a lot of the groceries, and they did a lot of the work. Not that I couldn't use a can opener too. We all spent some time doing homework right after supper. While it might sound like we were being really diligent students, it was actually All In the Family night on TV, and none of us wanted to miss it.

As usual Kara draped herself across me on the couch in the darkened room, and we did a little petting. Especially during the commercials. At one point I'd run my hand across Kara's breast when I happened to look over a Joyce and saw her watching us. A vision of Joyce underneath me on the bed, all hot and sweaty on the bed like she had been that afternoon, flashed into my head. In the same vision, however, this time Kara leaned over us, her lovely breasts hanging down to give me a passionate kiss while I was inside her roommate. Joyce saw me watching her, and she winked at me as if she could read my mind.

That night, before I went back to my apartment, Kara and I cuddled in the bedroom. She was exhausted and not in the mood for sex. However, she loved the reassuring closeness of our being together. She'd gotten ready for bed, and I sat with her and played my guitar for a while. I just played some slow and quiet improvisations while she lay with her head on my thigh. She like to to this because it relaxed her and would help her get to sleep.

Before I left we spooned together on the bed for a while. I put my arms around her and comforted her. She said I made her feel so much better, and that made me feel so much worse for what I had done with Joyce just hours earlier. However, pressed against her backside, I could feel my cock raising its head in interest. Once again I thought about what Joyce had said about the three of us having sex. What kind of sex fiend was I turning into? 



The Roommate



"Vikki are you planning on going out with Chris tonight," my bff asked?

"Yes I am you knew we were going out tonight," I said.

"Good, I want you to introduce me to his roommate," she blurted.

"Kim I do not even know him, I have never seen him, just heard about him from Chris," I said.

She blurted, "Sheila said he was RAD."

"Consider the source Kim," I said.

Kim asked, "are you planning on coming home tonight?"

"Probably not we are going to a party then probably back to Chris's place," I said.

Stepping into the shower I was still not sure what I was going to wear to the party. I wanted my dress to be mischievously hot driving Chris crazy wanting to rip it off my body. I had not seen him in almost a month I wanted the evening and sex to be perfectly wicked. The hot water had steamed everything in my room. I had not realized how hot the water had been on my body while thinking about what I was going to do to Chris. I wiggled into a sexy pair of pink panties, an extremely short off the shoulders lil ruched silver dress. I knew Chris would love this dress the zipper goes all the way to my butt, making it easy to slip to the floor when he desires to slip it off me. Five inch heels, a lil pink lip gloss, and Chanel in the right spots finished off the perfect outfit for the evening.

Chris looked deviously handsome when I opened the door, our eyes roaming our bodies as our lips met in a hot, wet, long kiss.

When our kiss broke our eyes met, he said, " Vikki, I have missed you."

I said, "I have missed you too."

Our lips met again in a passionate kiss that made my knees weak with the desire to fuck him. I led him from the door up the stairs to my bed room, backing away I slipped out of my dress and heels. Laying on the bed next to him brought memories of how exceptional he could be in bed, His hands roaming over my body his lips tasting every inch of my body until he nestles them between my legs tasting my wet center. His hands spreading me as wide as possible his tongue driving my desire crazy with lustful wanting. My orgasm was building with each second all the time him knowing the exact second to lift himself onto me then wrapping and slipping his hot cock into me. Every milli inch slipping in me brings moans of desire and attacks my orgasm with a flurry of fast, hard strokes.

"Oh fuck yes Fuck me Fuck me Fuck me," I screamed.

Chris fucked me harder stroking my pussy as hard as possible. Our bodies became in sync with each other the sounds seeping from us and the slapping of our bodies together making perfect sex music. My orgasm demanded my body to obey its every desire to maximize my the pleasure given to me by Chris. My back arched my nails dug into Chris's back every muscle in my body began to quiver, and my screams of orgasm began to echo through my condo and neighborhood. We lay still until my orgasm had subsided then Chris began to stroke me slowly and deeply into my now orgasm emptied being. Our bodies became in sync again now focused on making him experience the pleasure of orgasm. I pushed him off me, then mounted his now throbbing cock, fucking him with complete control. I brought him to the brink and backed off, stopping then starting the movements of my hips driving him crazy.

I leaned to his ear and whispered. "Baby I need to taste your cum."

Slipping off his cock, I began to kiss down his body my hands slipped to his cock stroking and slipping the condom off. I took him into my mouth cutting my eyes up to meet his. I began to slide my lips from the base of the shaft to the tip of the crown of his beautiful cock. Slowly at first then quicker and with more suction, over and over. When I sucked his balls into my mouth one at a time letting the suction make a sexy lil pop sound, his moans of pleasure became growls of the impending release. I slipped his cock deep into my mouth as his growls became intently focused on his release. His taste of thick honey berry with pure devilish zest of sex filled my mouth and dribbled down my chin. I moved up his body to share his taste with him in a long cum sharing kiss.

I bounded out of the bed pointing at Chris saying, "Holy shit you are so good I have missed that, but you have to take me to a party right now so get your ass up."

The party was in down town Dallas at an upscale, trendy open loft high rise apartment. Chris was not telling who, or how he got an invitation to this party. It was a beautiful 25th floor loft with massive tinted windows on one side and murals on the other three walls. The murals would be considered pornography if seen on the side of a freight train, but considered art in this setting. The furnishing were specifically trendy with comfort being the least of importance. The view of the skyline of Dallas was the most impressive part of the condo. I could imagine waking every day with the warmth of the sun streaming into my bed. The music was loud, and the guest mostly made up of the so called angular beautiful socialites of Dallas. Men dressed in Dallas casual and the women dressed to the nines. I went to the kitchen area to get a Patron' leaving Chris talking to a fake blond, fake boobed Dallas socialite at the window.

"Hi beautiful what would you like to drink," I heard a voice ask?

I turned and said, "Patron' with a salted rim."

As the night wore on the party got wilder, and a bit on the if one wants it get it right here side of life. The only closed area was the bathroom, a highly popular area not only as a relief area but it became a bit snowy in that area. Chris and I were watching a couple make out against the window whispering to each other about which one will chicken out of doing it the girl or guy. Later in the evening after the snowy area had come out of hiding, the party got revved into the stratosphere. We did find out we were both wrong on which would chicken out, after a lil snowy enforcement they resumed the making out then her skirt lifted and his pants dropped. When the show ended I began to hint to Chris I had enough of this Dallas uptown crowd, and I needed to fuck him but not at the party.

Chris asked,"Would you like to take something as a party favor?"

I knew what he was referring to but asked, "What do you think they would give you for a party favor?"

"I will do the trick if you want it," he said.

I said, "I would say yes."

When Chris returned he took my hand leading me to the car as I was asking, "What did you get as a parting gift?"

He said, "You will find out when we get home."

We fell into the living room locked in a long kiss that had started when we got out of the car. The TV was the only thing illuminating the room. All of a sudden I heard someone say "Hi." It came from the couch Chris's roommate laying on the couch in only jeans, by that time Chris and I were in the kitchen. I was watching Chris form the lines of snow on a plate with a knife then I focused on the roomie. Oh fuck I thought, Sheila was right he is RAD. His chest and 6 pac are perfect in every way. Chris quickly introduced Sid, and I, then rolled a bill for me to indulge in the treat he had gotten me. After the treat had been consumed, Chris began to kiss me his hands roaming all over my body the zipper pulled down causing my dress to fall from my hips. I stepped out of my dress and heels just as Chris led me into his room. I turned and waved to Sid as we walked past the couch.

I wiggled out of my panties as I was helping Chris get his pants off, so I could suck that hot cock. I was floating on snow as I attacked Chris's cock. He began to moan as my attack was working its magic. I could also faintly hear the TV and see the changing illumination coming from the door. We had not shut when we came into the room. I began to stroke his cock faster with my hands holding the head of his cock in my mouth, letting my tongue swirl around the head. He began to moan louder as his moans grew ever louder I was sucking him harder wanting his cream inside my mouth. I pulled him down on the bed and took all of his hot cock into my mouth, holding him as deep as possible for as long as possible. I was sucking his cock until I felt the quivering of his impending explosion. His creamy, warm cum filled my mouth, sliding smoothly down my throat as I swallowed all of it. I was flying my pussy was begging for attention, and my body was on fire for orgasmic release. Chris rolled me onto my tummy then began to stroke my pussy and ass with his hand from behind. His mouth trailed down my spine to my ass and pussy his tongue exploring me from behind. His hands spread my cheeks letting him slip his tongue around my ass then his fingers slipped into my pussy. I was moaning constant moans of desire. His fingers being inside me and his tongue working my ass over brought me to the edge of orgasm. He slipped his pussy soaked fingers from my pussy to my butt, slipping them one at a time inside my ass. I was flying on a snow covered orgasm not coming down and not wanting it to end. My body was in uncontrollable and everlasting spasms of lust. Chris pulled his fingers from my ass raised me to my knees then wrapped his cock and replaced his fingers with that hot cock. He went slowly at first until he buried his cock all the way into my ass, the pain oozing out of my mouth in moans and squeals of pleasure mixed with pain. He began to stroke me hard and deep, then slid out of my ass then buried his cock into my pussy. He went back and forth from pussy to ass and ass to pussy. The pain when he slammed his cock in my ass mixed with the raw pleasure of him fucking my pussy made my orgasm escape with a loud scream at the top of my lungs.

"FUCK YES I AM COMING!"

I crumpled to the bed he rolled me over kissed me and slipped his still hard throbbing cock into my pussy. We started to fuck each other in a harmonic rhythm spurred on by the cocaine yet delivered by the lustful bodies linked together. His grunts became loud as his cock spasmed with joy as he released into the condom. Slipping down his body, I removed the condom to extend his pleasure by licking him clean with my tongue. We lay in silence listening to the sounds of the TV coming from the living room. I could not stay still for long the two lines had made me hyper horny I needed more, wanted more, and was going to make him give me more. His tongue tracing my nipples as his hand rubbed my clit seduced my illicit horny self into a state of needing another orgasm as he slipped his tongue to my pussy. He slowly ate my pussy making it seem as I was on a slow boat heading for orgasm island making me long to be on that island right that second. My moans and body temperature were maxing out when my orgasm escaped my body with loud moans of illicit nasty words. Sliding up my body, we spooned as I was trying to come down he slipped off to the land of sleepy time. I could not sleep I was still floating on the residual of the passionate sex and the snow. I also had to have something to drink I would have given my kingdom for a Diet Coke at that moment. I slowly slipped from the bed put his shirt on then walked into the living room.

The TV was still on Sid was still watching it only now he had nothing on except his undies. I told Sid I needed a drink and walked past him to the kitchen. The ice water tasted so good sliding down my throat to my tummy. I jumped when I noticed Sid standing in the kitchen asking for a drink of my water. I handed him the glass and watched him drink from the glass. He said nothing placed the half empty glass on the counter as our eyes met he placed his hands on each side of my waist lifting me onto the counter. Sid unbuttoned the buttons on the shirt I had buttoned, and slid his hands to slip it off my shoulders exposing my body to his wants and desires. When we kissed his hands spread my legs as he walked between them. My hands searching down his hot chest and tummy to the waist of his tight whites. His tongue licking my nipples his hands touching my inner thighs made me moan of pleasures I was about to receive. His hands rubbing my clit and pussy while my hands slipped his undies down exposing his massive cock. Our lips met again as his hands slipped to my ass bringing me to the very edge of the counter, his cock now resting on my thigh. He guided his cock into my wetness, a little at a time until he was deep inside me. He began to fuck me long slow strokes his cock almost slipping out as he stroked me. Locked in a kiss our tongues battling as our bodies entwined in a lustful fucking experience. Leaning back, I could watch his dick slide in and out of my pussy the image brought sighs of impending orgasmic bliss to my moans of pleasure. As he fucked me harder I began to orgasm, my back arched, my nails dug into his chest, and my moans became loud. I came all over his cock he smiled knowing the pleasure he had given me. He slipped out of me picked me up from the counter then took me to his bed. Laying on his bed, he mounted me again this time slamming his cock deep into my creamy wetness. Fucking me deeper and harder than before was making me experience small but linked orgasms over and over. His breathing became erratic fucking me harder his moans of pleasure filled the room when his cum filled my pussy. He lay on me while his cock softened after it slipped out he made a trail with his tongue down my tummy to my pussy. He began kissing my thighs and clit while spreading my lips letting the juice ooze out to trickle down my crack. His tongue licked it off me as he buried his tongue deep between my legs. He delivered an outstanding orgasm while tasting the flavor we had made then moved to my lips to share the taste in a long erotic kiss. I could feel his the hardness of his cock against my leg wanting to fuck me again. My hand guided his cock into my wet sex our sweaty bodies began another orgasmic dance. It seemed as we fucked for hours lost in a sexual abyss we had created. Until a shared orgasmic dance began, it seemed like we each threw up half of a million piece jig saw puzzle in the air with all the pieces scattered but, all coming to land in perfect order with a shared orgasm pictured. Our spastic movements began with our orgasms running into each other in my sex, his juices exploding with mine then becoming ours. We lay motionless in a mixture of sweat and juices entwined as one.

"Take me home," I whispered in his ear.

I slipped to Chris's room to retrieve my panties and to the kitchen for my dress and heels while Sid dressed. While giving Sid directions to my condo, I began to rub his cock through his jeans. His cock came to life in seconds after fucking me just 5 minutes ago making me tease him about being a satyr.

"He was laughing as he said, "I am not a satyr, but I can get it up anytime I want." Then went on to say, "I can keep it hard after I cum too."

I whispered in his ear, " I can make it go down when I want."

I struggled to unbutton and unzip his jeans as he was driving. When I took his cock into my mouth, he moaned of the delight he was receiving. My head was bobbing up and down as my lips were slipping up and down on his cock. I could taste myself on his cock as I slipped the head out of my mouth and kissed up the bottom of his hard throbbing shaft. My lips sliding up and down the bottom of the shaft while the tip of my tongue was riding on the throbbing vein on the bottom of his cock. I took all of his cock deep into my mouth and throat sucking hard while slipping up and down then popping the suction hard with my tongue. His moans became louder when I licked the pee hole as the slick, clear precum began to ooze from his throbbing cock. We were at the light down the street from my neighborhood QT when his cum splashed into my mouth moans of "Oh fuck that feels so good." came from his mouth. I swallowed his bitter sweet, thick, creamy sexy tasting cum as I raised from his lap.

"Turn into QT," I said.

I noticed the clock on the dash as I was slipping out of his car 4:30 am. I straightened my dress then walked to the drink Isle to get a Diet Coke. When Sid joined me in the drink isle our lips met in a long hot, sexy kiss. When the kiss broke I noticed no one else was in the store other than the clerk, she was occupied behind the counter. I kissed him again this time I moved my hands to unbutton and unzip his jeans, then went down on him. He was hard again within seconds I sucked his cock in and out a couple times then licked up the bottom. Standing up I picked up my Diet Coke and headed to the counter, I told the clerk he would pay pointing at Sid as I walked out. I was in the car when Sid joined me laughing and cussing me at the same time. I kissed him on the cheek while slipping my hand between his legs feeling his hard through his jeans.

"Don't worry baby we are almost home, I am going to fuck your brains out when we get there." I said.

As we pulled into my drive way he said, "I am impressed if this is your condo."

"Then be impressed baby." I said.

Walking in the door, I took his hand led him to the living room then kissed him when the kiss broke I said, "This is where I watch tv and hang on my computer."

Walking into the kitchen, I kissed him when the kiss broke I said, "This is where I love to fuck."

Walking into the downstairs bathroom i kissed him when the kiss broke I said, "This is the room I never come into."

Walking up the stairs then into my bedroom, I kissed him when the kiss broke I said, "This is where I sleep and fuck sometimes."

Walking into my bathroom, I kissed him when the kiss broke I said, "This is where I shower and fuck sometimes."

Opening the french doors that lead to the balcony then stepping onto the balcony our lips met in a long, sweet kiss, when the kiss broke I said, "This is where I want you to fuck me right now."

The stars twinkling in the sky along with the light coming from the opened doors and the hot summer breeze made for a perfect early morning sex liaison. Standing on the balcony our lips locked in a kiss making my knees weak and my sex wetter. Sid's hands wondered over my body in search of the zipper to release my body to his desires. I stepped out of my dress and heels just before I slipped down to unbutton his jeans, unzip his pants and take his hot, hard cock into my mouth. I began to help him out of his jeans and shirt as I was sucking his cock. My head now bobbing faster and faster as I took his cock all the way in my mouth. My sex was dripping with the desire to fuck him again. He pulled my lips to his lips then in one motion laid me on the lounger slipping his cock deep into my wet pussy. We became one entity fucking each other as hard as we each could fuck. The breeze seemed to amplify our moans of impending orgasms and the sounds of our bodies slapping together as we fucked. All the sounds seemed to echo off the glass windows making them feel charged with naughty cosmic energy captured from the energy of us fucking. He slipped out of me turned me over pulled my hips up then slammed his cock into my waiting pussy from behind. He cock was going deeper and harder with every stroke, my moans of "Oh yes," became constant. I was on the edge when he began to spank my ass I began free falling into the orgasmic bliss he had provided me. Soon after my orgasm subsided his movements became wildly uncontrollable as his cock was spewing sperms into my wet pussy. We lay side by side our juices trickling out of me while we watched the sun come up. When the neighbors began coming out on their balconies to have coffee it was time for Sid, and I to move inside leaving the doors open, so we could enjoy the warmth of the sun while laying on my bed. We were talking about him spending the day with me as I drifted to sleep in his arms.

When I awoke, he was gone I was naked laying on my bed with the French doors wide open. I closed the doors went to adjust the thermostat then went to the bath room to pee I was about to pee all over myself. I was pouting when I found he had taken a shower and not invited me. I looked outside his truck was gone so i slipped into the shower thinking he didn't wanna spend the day with me. The hot water felt wonderful on my body I had crashed from the snow high and was in need of a massage. I stepped out of the shower wrapped a towel around me, and my hair then headed down stairs to get something to drink, It startled me when I saw him in my kitchen.




The Roommate



"Good afternoon sleepy head," he said. Then asked, "How are you feeling?"

Walking into the kitchen I said, "Good morning baby I am a little sore, and in need of a massage."

"Are you hungry," he asked?

I put my arms around his neck and kissed him more passionately than the night before when the kiss broke I said, "Yes I am."

"I found a little deli down the street," he said. Then followed it with, "I hope you like fresh deli macaroni salad and pulled pork?"

I said, "Yes, and I love that deli." Then I kissed him again and let him know he was sweet for feeding me.

I finally realized it was almost 1 in the afternoon when we sat down at the table for a great lunch.

After lunch, I said, "I needed a nap and going to take one." Then asked, "If he would like to join me?" Walking up the stairs, he pulled my towel off my lil body I ran to the bed and jumped on it like a little kid. I was laying on the bed watching him unbutton his shirt and jeans when I slipped my hand to my sex and began to masturbate. He slipped his undies to the floor exposing his hard cock and laid down next to me. I slipped my hand from my pussy to his cock and began to stroke his cock. I was jacking him off while my tongue was encircling the head of his cock. His moans told me to keep it up he loved how I was playing with his cock. I looked into his eyes as my hand was stroking his cock fast then I would slip his cock into my mouth. I jumped up ran to the bathroom got the baby oil then back to him. I dribbled the baby oil on his cock then with both hands began to massage his cock, hard and fast then slow and easy. His moans were telling that he was almost in the zone of no return when the precum appeared. I began to alternate my hands like climbing a rope on his cock, it made him growl with pleasure as he shot his load into the air. His cream went all over his chest, and tummy, my hands left his cock as my tongue and lips licked his cream off his body. I laid on top of him between his legs with my elbows propped on his chest asking him all kinds of questions trying to get to know him. We had fucked more than we had talked I did not even know his last name. We lay talking kissing laughing and napping for hours until we wanted to share our bodies again.

He asked, "Would you pin your hair up for me?"

"Of course," I said while slipping from the bed to the bathroom to pin my hair up.

When I was returning to the bed, he asked, "Would you open the doors too?"

"I could open them, but you know the neighbors can see in if they want," I said.

He said, "I do not care." Then getting off the bed walking toward me asked, "Do you care?"

I opened the french doors, the heat from the golden setting sun felt great on my naked body as Sid's hands began to slide around me our lips met. This naughty kiss shared in front of open doors signaled the naughty night that was to come. Sid led me to the bed then slipped me to my tummy he began to kiss my back while massaging my thighs and ass. His lips slipping up and down my back while his hands were wondering over my legs was making my wetness grow. He straddled my body his semi hard cock laying on my crack, his hands and lips concentrating on my back. He began to slip his nails down my spine to my crack then massaging my cheeks. I could feel his cock grow harder and harder with his desire to fuck me. He slid his body down my legs then spread my cheeks giving his tongue free access to my lil ass. His tongue rimming my ass while his hand moved to massage my pussy was driving my pussy to crave his cock. Sid slipping his tongue around and around my ass while finger fucking my pussy brought out whimpers of my impending orgasm.

"Oh FUCK I AM COMING." I screamed.

He slipped his wet from my orgasm finger from my pussy to my lil ass slipping it in my ass.

"OH yes." I blurted out as flashes of white pain went through my body.

He had a mischievous smile on his face as he began to baby oil his cock while fingering my ass. Still straddling me spread my cheeks then guided his cock into my ass a lil at a time. When he began to stroke my ass the feeling of white pain mixed with the raw, nasty pleasure of being butt fucked attacked my sleeping orgasm with a vigor only known to me. His cock every stroke bringing me to the edge of screaming stop and to the edge of begging him to do it harder all in the same second. The painful pleasure of his cock slamming into my nasty area along with his moans of pure pleasure were feeding my ego and orgasm at the same time. Knowing I had what could bring a man to his knees, and primal being just by saying yes to his desires was a vital part of my impending orgasm. The white pain had taken over my body my orgasm was now in full control of every cell of my being mind and body. My orgasm began bursting from my body in various different forms. Juices trickling from my wetness to my thighs, sweat pouring out every pore, my hands grasping for pillows, my back arching as far as possible without breaking, my eyes dilating, and my screams of "OH FUCK YES" pouring from my mouth echoing throughout the bedroom. Sid had stopped deep inside my ass as my orgasm was running it course after I had landed he began to stroke me again, this time, not as fast making the pleasure last. He slipped his cock from my ass to my pussy slowly stroking me until I was begging for him to fuck me harder. Sid did not change the pace of his fucking me, slow and easy until I became crazy with orgasm. Not a violent bursting out orgasm but a slow God that feels right orgasm slipping from my mind through my body and spilling all over his cock. I struggled out from under him and forced my way on top of his hot, hard cock. Riding him like a foggy, I made his sighs and moans become acutely intense knowing he was about to cum I froggied off him then ran down the stairs to the kitchen. He came down right behind me. I slipped my hands around his neck and my lips to his lips we shared a nasty I want to swallow your cum kiss. When the kiss broke I opened the ice box grabbed an ice cube put it in my mouth then went down on him. Massaging his hard cock while touching the tip with my cold mouth made his groans reverberate through the condo. I crunched the ice then slipped his cock deep into my icy filled ice cold mouth, his cock became spastic while shooting cum down my throat, into my mouth and on my lips and chin. I looked up at him with my own mischievous smile as he pulled me up his body.

Looking into his eyes, I asked, "If I dress super sexy and hot, for you would you take me to dinner?"

He smiled and said, "I would love to take you to dinner."

Walking away from him toward the stairs, I said, "Good I need my strength cause I am going to fuck your brains out all night long."

He laughed and said, "That sounds fun."

I told him, "Go home make yourself all hot for me, come pick me up at 9 do not be late." Then I blurted, "wear a polo and please do not tell Chris where you have been."

Laughing and saluting a fake salute he said, "Yes um."

I was running a bubble bath for myself while he dressed, as my lil butt was soaking gleefully in the bubbles I heard him leave. The bath was glorious the hot water seeping into every pore of my body soothing my senses and making my skin glisten. I slipped out of the tub and wrapped a towel around my lil body then began to fix my hair. After the hair was good, I slipped to the closet to pick what I would be wearing. Laying out several outfits, I noticed my neighbor was on his balcony probably watching my every move. I turned facing the doors like I had not noticed him dropped the towel from around my body then walked to the doors and closed them. I decided to wear a black extremely short off the shoulder a line dress, neon pink panties and 5 inch black heels. Back in the bathroom I sprayed my body and hair with just a hint of pink body glitter and Coco Chanel.

Opening the door to Sid, I said, "Wow you clean up nicely."

"Thank you, so do you" he said. Then asked, "Where would you like to go to dinner?"

Grabbing my clutch, I said, "Lets go down town we will decide after we get there."

The parking garage well lit, with yellow signs everywhere stating the parking rules. Sid was making fun of my heels clicking and echo the sound was making with every step as we walked through the parking garage toward the restaurant. Letting me know, I may be light on my feet on the dance floor but would never cut it as a Ninja in my heels. The booth at the restaurant was perfect for us to have a delightful dinner and a lil fun while we ate. Me sitting on the outside of the booth legs crossed away from Sid, one of his arms around my shoulders the other arm enabling his hand to caress my thigh. When the waiter walked up, I noticed how beautiful his blue eyes were. I noticed the waiters eyes scanning checking my body as he asked if we were ready to order. Sid made sure to let him see his hand slide up my thigh as we were ordering our drinks and meal.

Sid laughingly asked, "Did you notice he just eye fucked you?"

I smiled at Sid and said, "Ah yes and he was good too."

"The look on his face was amazing when you slipped your hand up my thigh, he got a bit excited. I noticed cause I was undressing him with my eyes," I laughingly said.

"Maybe the service will be great now that he has had you," Sid said while laughing.

The food and drinks were outstanding the service was second to none the waiter had successfully won us over with his personality. Sid's hand had been on my thigh throughout the meal making sure my lil pink panties were moist. We were sitting there sharing a drink with two straws like high school kids when the waiter brought the lil leather folder with the bill. He let us know he would be back for it in a lil while.

"Give me your panties," Sid said after looking at the bill.

I looked at him as he was crazy and whispered, "Why do you want my panties now?"

"Just give them to me now!" he quietly demanded.

I looked around the room waiting for the right time then wiggled out of my panties and gave them to Sid. Still not knowing why he had to have my panties right then. He folded them neatly and put them in the leather payment folder. I smiled and began to laugh when I realized what he was going to do. As we were leaving the waiter walked past on his way to the table, we both stopped to watch him open the payment folder. The walk down the street to the car was filled with laughter and long shared kisses. Finally, back at the car our lips met in a magnificent, hot kiss. He raised me onto the hood of his car spread my legs and began the journey with his lips to my hot sex. His hands guided the top of my body to a reclining position as he brought my legs over his shoulders. Sid buried his tongue into my wet pussy. My moans of delight seeping from my mouth echoed through the parking garage bouncing off the walls and cars then returning to my ears.

I whispered, "God fuck me right now right here I want you inside me now."

Sid stood straight up unbuttoned his jeans, slid his undies down and slammed his cock into my wetness. I heard OH FUCK OH FUCK OH FUCK echo through the garage right after the words had left my lips. His cock felt so good, so right, so hot, so tight, slamming inside me. Knowing the parking garage attendant could hear the echoes did not deter us, just the opposite it fed our excitement. The sounds of his cock slamming into my pussy amplified, and echoed though out the garage fed my growing orgasm. Our eyes met with a bit of fear as we heard the echo of steps coming toward us the steps stopped when we stopped.

Knowing they were close enough to see us Sid leaned to whisper in my ear, "We are being watched do you want to stop?"

"Fuck me let them watch." I loudly blurted.

The excitement of being watched while fucking brought my orgasm to the surface of my being. My moans and cries of orgasmic relief were beginning to come in waves just like the orgasm that was attacking me. I released my orgasm in a loud scream of OH FUCK ME I AM COMING. Sid's cock was now pounding into my orgasmed pussy the squishy feeling made me release again and again.

I began moaning, "Cum in me baby, fuck me baby, cum in me baby, fuck me baby, cum in me baby, fuck me baby."

Sid began to fuck me harder then began to spasm as he said, "OH FUCK..." I felt his cum splash into me. The warmth of him splashing into me sent chills through my body. He was still hard inside me as our lips met in series of long, hot, wet, passionate kisses. I felt his cock softening as our juices were trickling out of me onto his car, then the lil tickling plop of his cock slipping out of me. When our kisses broke I began to giggle a bit thinking about who was watching and if they liked what they saw.

I whispered softly in his ear, "Where are they?"

Sid softly whispered back, "Right behind you about 8 cars down a guy and a girl."

I blurted out loudly, "I hope you enjoyed the show!"

Sid and I busted out laughing as did the watchers, Sid backed away from me to pull his pants up as I slipped from the sticky mess we had made on his car. As we were leaving, we noticed they got into the car that was parked right beside where we had been parked. Another hot shared orgasm while in the shower back at my condo had delivered us into the realm of being sated. We lay in the bed spooning and talking as sleep came to me. 

I awoke at the edge of the bed with all the sheet wrapped around me. I turned my head to see Sid asleep laying on his back with a marvellous woodie reaching for the sky. I slowly released myself from the sheet and went to pee, when I returned I had to have that beautiful woodie. Standing beside the bed, I lowered my lips to kiss the crown of his cock gently as not to awaken him, then I licked up and down the shaft until I slipped it into my mouth. I slipped his cock from my mouth as he began to move a lil, letting him go back into his sleep stupor. I slipped my finger into my pussy to ensure I was wet enough not to wake him when I slipped onto him. I slowly positioned myself to where I could slip him into me while not waking him. I slid onto him exceedingly slowly letting out lil moans of ecstasy as his cock was going deep into me. I began rolling my hips unusually slowly, he began to moan while awakening, his eyes opened, and his senses let him know what was happening.

When our eyes met, I said, "Good morning." Then asked, "Do you mind if I fuck your woodie?"

He smiled threw me off him to the other side got up then demanded me to lay across the bed on my back. When he approached the side of the bed, he put his hands on each side of my head then slid me to where my head was hanging off the bed. He slid his cock into my mouth and began to throat fuck me. I was gaging as he was slipping down my throat and holding it in my throat as long as I could hold it there. He powered down my throat several times until he began to fuck my throat. It was hot, sexy, nasty, oral sex in its most primal form of domination by a man. His cock sliding in and out of my mouth and throat as long as I could take it, then he would pull out. I was gasping for air while he stroked his cock. I would suck his balls till he was ready to fuck my face again. He fucked my face over and over keeping his cock in my mouth longer and longer every time. He began to moan and quiver as he pulled his cock out of my mouth he took it in his hand to stroke it. He came all over my face, breast, and tummy. Sid picked me up took me to the shower and said he would go get breakfast while I cleaned myself. While in the shower reliving what had just happened, my fingers found my wetness. It took exceeding lil coaxing to bring a knee weakening orgasm out of my body. I was quivering thinking about how much I liked what he had just done to me, physically and mentally. I was slipping on a pair of sexy red cheeky panties when I heard Sid coming up the stairs. When he arrived at the door of my bed room, I met him with a long, passionate kiss.

After the kiss broke and our eyes met I whispered, "I loved what you just did to me."

He smiled and said. "Lets eat baby." Then took my hand and led me down the stairs to breakfast already waiting on the bar.

"Do you like sports cars?" he asked.

"Yes I love them, especially Corvettes," I said.

He said, "I was planning on going to the car show in Dallas today about 4." Then asked, "would you like to go with me?"

I said, "I would love it."

After we had eaten he helped me put the dishes in the dish washer then we slipped up the stairs while chatting about the car show. Laying on the bed, I started undressing him slowly kissing his chest, and tummy as I unbuttoned his jeans and slid them off of him. His cock was straining to escape from his undies as I slipped my hand to release his cock, so I could suck it dry. I slowly sucked the head of his cock then taking it deep into my mouth. I jumped up ran down the stairs got my clutch, then to the ice box for a couple ice cubes and returned to him while sucking on the peppermint I had picked up at the restaurant last night. I slipped his cock into my mouth with the heat of the mint his moans became louder. The mint got smaller and smaller as his cock seemed to grow even larger. The ice in my hand almost melted when I slipped his cock from my mouth. I wrapped my almost frozen hand around his throbbing cock. He moaned an unusually loud moan just as his cock began to spew spermies. I captured all his lil swimmers in my mouth swallowing every lil one.

I let Sid know he could not watch me get dressed for the car show he had to wait down stairs. I thought what at a car show would get the guys minds off the cars and onto my lil body. I decided on a red ribbed cotton form fitting Henley tee belly shirt with the buttons unbuttoned, red panties, and short white jeans shorts with my red converse tennies. I looked in the mirror and saw my nipples perfectly outlined under the red ribbed cotton. I then turned to look at my lil butt as I walked away from the mirror. I thought if a guy looks at the cars more than my body he has to be gay. When I walked down the stairs, I saw it on Sid's face, the look of fuck you are sizzling. Though we had spent the last couple days fucking he was tongue tied telling me, I looked hot. I had gotten my desired reaction from him. It was fun to see the new sports cars of all kinds. It was also fun having Sid show me off to the guys he knew that were there. I enjoyed being with him at the car show for the entire afternoon. I wanted to jump his bones as soon as possible, I needed him to fuck me. My nipples were aching to be played with my pussy was wet and ready to be eaten and fucked.

I pulled him close and said, "I want you to take me home and fuck me."

I was rubbing his cock through his jeans all the way home, when we arrived we were both so ready we could not wait any longer. The second after shutting the door he pinned me to the inside holding my hands above my head while his lips ravaged my breast through my tee shirt. My tee shirt fell to the floor just seconds before his polo. His lips and hands now had free access to ravage my breast. While sucking my nipples, his hands slipped down to unbutton then remove my shorts and panties. His hands sliding up and down the back of my legs as his tongue flicked in, out, and over my pussy made my knees weak with the anticipation of an attacking orgasm. He slipped his hands between my legs lifting my legs onto his shoulders with my back against the door and butt propped on his hands. His tongue made my body feel it was an extension of his tongue, lifted by only the energy generated by his tongue against my pussy. I swore he was not touching me with any part of his body but his tongue when I started to orgasm. The spasms inside my pussy were attacking me in waves of fiery pin prick like attacks making me scream giving my orgasm release. I undressed him as we walked up the stairs to my bed. We lay in bed talking and fondling each other as his cock grew harder and my sex became soaked. Sid opened me up while slipping onto me our eyes met as his cock slipped into my wetness. Our bodies became entwined in a passionate, sexual slow dance like I had never experienced before. My body was experiencing a natural sexual high brought on by the slow movements of his cock inside me. Our slow dance lasted what seemed like forever as orgasm after linked orgasm exploded from my body unto his cock. Our lips met just as his cock spewed his hot cum into my deepest recesses. We quietly lay linked together basking in shared orgasmic bliss. 




The Roommate



The morning hours tied to the reality of us having to go to work is the only thing that ended our rendezvous. Laying on my bed with only his polo on later that week made me think of the orgasmic adventure we had shared.



The Roommate



I touched the disconnect button on my cell phone, rested the back of my head against the soft leather sofa, closed my eyes and laughed out loud. The conversation with my ex-college roommate, Meghan, had been hilarious. We had kept in touch over the years since college, both of us just having passed the 30-year old mark, but not nearly as much as during past year since Meghan's divorce from Jack.

Meghan lived in South Carolina and was coming to New York to stay with me for an entire week.

"We need to do some serious man-huntin'," she told me in that humorous southern drawl she could turn on or off in an instant. "You're needin' it worse than me, Annie," she had continued.

Maybe she had a point. I had warped into a the stereotypical career woman. Yeah, I'd dated Jim for almost three years, and I thought at one time we were becoming pretty serious, but then we started to drift our separate ways. I blamed him first, but hind-sight might tell me that my career was a big reason.

After putting my nose to the grindstone, I found myself on a fast lane toward the top. Well, not really upper management, but still it was management in the large corporate world. My apartment in upper Manhattan was to die for. I opened my eyes to look through the floor-to-ceiling windows which covered the entire width of my living room wall. The sun was slowly fading in the west, ending another Manhattan day. Soft shades of orange, red, and blue streaked behind the puffy white clouds above the city's towering skyline. I think I loved the view the most at night. I could see the city lights stretching endlessly into the darkness. Lights that twinkled or were motionless, lights that formed a steady stream from cars on freeways, lights that blinked a red or green warning on tall buildings. My apartment was on the 17th floor of a new high-rise. Beyond my windows was my private balcony that spanned the entire width of the glass. The sidewalls of the balcony were solid brick, allowing for privacy from my neighbors; a secure railing protected my hot-tub which constantly emitted steam into the cool, night air. My kitchen was open to the living room--of course solid granite and stainless abounded everywhere. My living room floor was black slate, and I had covered the area in front of my sofa with a soft, oriental tan rug. A matching black leather love-seat was positioned to the left of my sofa facing the kitchen. I had one bedroom with a king-size bed and en suite bathroom with a soaking tub and roomy, glassed-enclosed shower. The only other room was a small powder room, so the apartment was not huge, by hey, this is Manhattan.

Meghan originally told me that her plane would arrive around 5:00 P.M. She of course missed her flight, that was Meghan, and would now be coming in around 8:00. This was fine with me; I had taken off the entire week from work. Meghan was partially right, I did need this. I had just stepped out of the shower when Meghan called to tell me of her flight change. I was still in my robe, stretching lazily on the sofa with my feet touching the soft rug and my back resting against the supple leather. I noticed that my robe had fallen open below my stomach and that I was pretty much exposed to the world. Of course, no one could see into the room this time of day, but my modesty still dictated that I cover myself, so I did.

I arrived at the airport about a half hour before Meghan's plane was to land. Parking was not difficult to find and I easily worked my way through the terminal with time to spare. I spotted Meghan walking out of the tunnel as the passengers arrived. When she saw me, she threw her arms into the air and rushed toward me with a big smile and a huge hug, her long blonde hair flowing behind her. Her hair was as blonde as mine was black.

"It's so good to see you, sweetie!" she exclaimed.

"It's so good to see you too," I replied as I hugged her back.

Darkness had come before we left the terminal to find my car. The drive home was not long, we talked about everything and nothing all of the way. Well, mostly Meghan talked and I listened. It was as if we were still in college and the past ten years had changed nothing.

"I bought two bottles of Krug Champagne and stowed them away in my suitcase," she was saying. "We're going to have our own little party tonight. I've missed you so much. I can't believe you're the big executive now. Okay, enough work talk for us; this week is going to be no-work and all-fun for Annie and Meghan. So did you get us some man meat to carve out this week?" she continued with a huge grin.

"Tomorrow night," I laughed. "We're going to meet a couple of guys for an off-broadway play, after which the plan is to go out for dinner. I only know one of the guys, and I really don't know him very well. I hope I didn't make a mistake," I added cautiously.

"Honey, it can't be a mistake. We'll have fun even if these two aren't the right fit. I'm sure not opposed to looking elsewhere the next night," Meghan answered with enthusiasm.

Planning for the night's festivities, I had called Mark. Mark worked for the same company that I had before transferring to my new job last May. He was good looking and about my same age. I had never had a date with Mark, although I always felt he would have liked to explored this avenue. I was still dating Jim at the time and I was pretty sure that was the reason neither of us pursued our relationship. Mark did pay special attention to me and it was sort of flattering. With Meghan's big push to get something going, I decided to see if Mark might be available. I was pretty nervous making the call, but after we hung-up, I began to feel really good about the decision. Mark was so kind and willing, not desperate by any means. He was going to be a quite a catch for someone. Mark told me that he had a good friend named Todd who was not seeing anyone right now, and he was pretty sure that Todd would be available. So we sort of had a double date set up.

We arrived at my apartment with Meghan trailing her suitcase. I had emptied an extra drawer in my bedroom dresser for her to put her clothes. I really hadn't given much thought to sleeping arrangements. I decided that I would let Meghan sleep in my bed and I'd throw something over the sofa. I did notice that Meghan brought a lot of sexy evening tops and designer jeans, but I did not see any form of pajamas. 

Meghan kept the conversation going throughout the unpacking before stating, "I think it's time to pop the cork on the bubbly. What do you think?" she laughed.

"I think that's a great idea."

We walked to the kitchen where I promptly grabbed two Champagne flutes. Meghan stopped at the counter and began untwisting the wire and cork of the bottle. It popped loudly and started to spill a bit on the granite. We both giggled.

Meghan teased me even more when she saw the flutes. "Hey girl, we're going to drink tonight, not sip. You got something that holds more of what we need?"

I laughed in return and grabbed my Cabernet glasses. "How about these?"

"Wonderful!"

We lounged opposite each other on the cushy sofa, Champagne in hand, resting against the arms with our legs curled beneath us, recreating old times. The first bottle of Krug had disappeared and Meghan had already opened the second. I was feeling the effects. 

"I think that hot tub has been calling us Annie, what do you think?"

"Sounds fine to me." I hesitated, "I think I have a swim suit that will fit you just fine."

"Suit?" Meghan laughed. "I've never worn more than my birthday suit in a hot tub yet. Come on, let's get naked!"

I decided that the odds of us being seen were one-in-a-million. Someone in a complex across the street would have to be using a telescope and would have to have perfect timing. By now I had enough Champagne in me that I really didn't care anyway. And the idea of stripping and jumping in naked was appealing and a little naughty--just what I decided I needed.

"Wow Annie, you're wasting a Cadillac bod that someone needs to be drivin'," Meghan grinned as she watched me remove the last of my clothes. I blushed while sliding the glass door open. Meghan followed me to the hot tub, bottle and glass in hand.

We rested our necks on the edge of the tub, half-focused on the stars above and quietly sipped our wine. Life was good. The warm jets worked their magic as I purposely positioned myself to allow the pulsating stream a direct path between my legs.

"I love you Annie," Meghan whispered.

"I love you too," came automatically out of my mouth.

"Did you ever wonder what it would be like with another woman? I mean just for argument sake, no strings, that sort of thing?" Meghan asked.

"I guess I've never really thought about it," I cautiously replied as I opened my eyes.

Meghan moved toward me and asked, "Would you let me kiss you? I'm curious and you are the only one in the whole world that I would even want to try this with."

I felt a little shiver run through my spine as I pondered the question that Meghan presented. I suppose it would do no harm, not with Meghan. 

"I'm okay with seeing what it's like, just for curiosity sake," was my response.

Meghan moved next to me, removed the wine glass from my hand and placed it on the side of the tub. She touched her hands on either side of my cheeks, stared at me, and then moved her lips to mine. Her first kiss was soft and gentle. I thought that was going to be it. She pulled away only a few inches and looked into my eyes again before leaning forward for her second kiss. This time she parted her lips slightly and rolled her tongue across my lips. I found myself opening my mouth to her advances and our tongues touched as she moved her right hand to the back of my head to hold me steady for a much deeper kiss. Her tongue penetrated my mouth and I sucked it with abandoned. I wanted more and I could feel a tingling sensation rising and become fervent between my legs. I was returning her kisses with more of my own when I felt her soft touch against my right breast. My nipples hardened as she gently stroked back and forth. 

"Would you like to suck on my nipples?" I couldn't believe those words were coming out of my mouth, but they did.

The next thing I knew, Meghan was working her tongue down the bottom of my chin, onto my throat and finally down to my breasts that floated inches above the water line. I could see the water drip from her chin as she lapped first one breast then the other. My nipples were fully erect and the sensation of having them licked and tongued by another woman was almost more than I could stand. 

I felt an orgasm building between my legs, beneath the water, beneath Meghan as she straddled me and placed both her hands on my breasts, kissing me deeply.

Meghan started rubbing back and forth across my legs. At first I didn't realize what she was doing, and then I understood. Her legs were spread wide and her pussy was moving rhythmically over the lower part of my stomach. She was arching as best she could to line up her pussy as closely as possible with mine.

Finally she pulled back and whispered into my ear, "I think we need to go inside."

I was in total agreement. We grabbed the two terrycloth towels near the tub and dried ourselves hastily on the way to the bedroom. I got to the bed first and started to pull the coverlet down, but Meghan had other ideas. She grabbed my hips and turned me front-side up and pushed me to the center of the bed. Her hands separated my legs and she drove her mouth into my wet pussy. I arched my head back and almost screamed in sheer delight. Her soft tongue and lips made sparks flow between my pussy and my brain as I shuddered into a gigantic orgasm. I bucked hard against her mouth, wanting more as my hands caressed my breasts. Her hands started to slide up my waist and continued until they met mine. She guided my hands down my body, not stopping until they clutched her butt cheeks as she continued eating my pussy. She then licked the fingers on my right hand, looked up at me and guided the same fingers to the outside of my pussy. Pressing her tongue against my fingers, she urged them inside. I curled my two middle fingers and started working them in and out of my wet pussy. All the while, Meghan licked my juices from my fingers. I moved my left hand over my clitoris in a gentle sideway motion. My second orgasm came quickly and I stopped for a moment to rest. I realized the alcohol had had some effect, but I also knew what I was doing.

"Okay, now it's my turn," I told Meghan after I caught my breath. "I want to taste you. 

Meghan quickly obliged by moving to the center of the bed as I sat up. I first bent down to kiss her. I was now in charge. I kissed her deeply, pushing my entire tongue into her mouth. She took it gladly. I moved my hands to her breasts for the first time. They were full and soft. Her nipples sprang to life as I moved my fingers across them. My mouth was next. I circled my tongue around one nipple, then the next. At the same time, I ran my left hand down the flat of her stomach, stopping at her pussy. I plunged two fingers, then three, stretching her dripping wet slit. She arched her hips to the touch of my fingers and started bucking against them. Her moan was low and long as I continued sucking her breasts and working my fingers into her dripping pussy.

"Stop, stop!" she shouted, grabbing my wrist to hold my hand motionless. She shook beneath me holding, her breath though the entire orgasm. Her juices poured over my fingers. The scent of her sex was intoxicating. I wanted more.

I turned my head toward her pussy, wanting my first taste. Unexpectedly, I felt her hands moving my hips to straddle her upper body. She was moving me into the sixty-nine position and I gladly accepted. My tongue found its target and I started lapping her sweet juices. She was doing the same to me, creating shudders throughout my body. I found her clitoris and moved up, down, and sideways across it. She was doing the same to me. Two naked bodies moving as one. Two orgasms meeting together for the last time that night. We fell asleep in each other's arms. I guess the question of sleeping arrangements was not an issue. We would talk about this in the morning and we would both be okay with what happened, I was sure of that.

Our dates arrived right on time. We rode the elevator to the lobby and when the door opened, both men were standing near the front entrance. They turned toward us as they heard the beep of the elevator door. Mark was even better looking than I remembered and his friend Todd was nothing to sneeze about. Both were well dressed, clean shaven, and smelled of fresh aftershave. Both were very poised and confident as they came to greet us with broad smiles.

"Mark, it's so good to see you again."

"You too Annie -- it's been a while. What, maybe two or three years?"

"I'm sure that's right. Mark, this is my friend Meghan."

"Nice to meet you Meghan," Mark tipped his head slightly as he extended his hand. "This is my friend Todd," he continued.

Todd also nodded with a smile and extended his hand to both of us. The evening was starting out perfectly. The play was wonderful and the food and wine even better. Todd & Meghan hit if off instantly and I could tell they were attracted to each other. I was having good feelings about Mark. I wondered how I could have missed him before, obviously because of Jim. Throughout our conversation, we learned that both men dated on occasion, but neither was seeing anyone seriously. Meghan brought up Jack briefly, but it was a topic she preferred not to dwell on. Our waiter brought our braised salmon with all of the trimmings. We joked that we all decided to order the same dish. Mark chose the wine, a pleasant Sauvignon Blanc to go with the fish. It was not nearly as sweet as the Champagne Meghan & I enjoyed the night before. Mark probably chose a good night to not have to pay for a lot of drinks. Neither Meghan nor I felt much up to it.

Meghan wore a loose fitting wrap-around blouse that was fairly low cut, showing off a great deal of cleavage. I was pretty sure that Todd wasn't missing the fact that she wasn't wearing a bra. Finally we decided to call it an evening with Mark driving us home. Meghan and Todd sat in the back seat on the way home and all four of us chatted until about the last ten minutes or so. It suddenly became quite in the back seat. I turned my head to look, certain that I was seeing the same thing that Mark was in his rear view mirror. I looked at Mark and giggled; he returned a smile. When Mark stopped the car in front of my apartment, I glanced back to see Todd and Meghan locked in a rather deep kiss. Meghan's leg was partially lapped sideways above Todd's thigh and I thought I caught a glimpse of Todd moving his hand over the front of Meghan's blouse, but I couldn't be sure.

Mark was quite the gentleman. After stopping, he walked around the front of the car and opened the door for me. Before I could exit, he stuck his head in and told Todd that we had arrived. He looked at me with a smile and wink before presenting his hand to help me from the car. Mark walked me to the lobby area as we somewhat awkwardly waited for Todd & Meghan.

Mark was still holding my hand as he spoke, "I had a really good time Annie. Do you think we could do this again sometime?"

Before I could answer, Meghan and Todd came storming through the front door.

"We're going out again tomorrow night, Annie," Meghan announced.

I looked at Mark and we both laughed. "How does tomorrow night sound to you," I asked Mark jokingly, then more seriously, I looked into his eyes and said, "I'd love to go out with you again."

He bent down and gave me a gentle kiss as he held my waist with both hands. The kiss was not opened mouth, but not entirely closed either. I don't know exactly what he did, but it sent shivers down my spine and made me weak-kneed. I felt like a school-girl all over again. Wow, could this guy ever kiss. Meghan & I watched them leave before heading back to the apartment. We slept together again that night in my bed. We were both nude beneath the covers, but we didn't touch, lost in our own pleasant dreams.

The next morning broke late for us; we were in no hurry to bounce out of bed. After a leisurely lunch we decided to start preparing for our dates with the guys. Mark had called earlier to see if a nightclub adventure sounded interesting. I thought it sounded great. They would arrive around 7:00 that evening.

By 3:00, we decided it was time to make ourselves presentable, or as Meghan stated, our "just-fucked look." We both giggled at that one as Meghan was clearly not unabashed. In fact she continued by letting me know that she was wanting, and expecting, some serious hard cock tonight. She also was hoping that she was not infringing upon my privacy and apartment, should she and Todd become intimate. I told her absolutely not; in fact I was hoping for the same. The image of two couples having sex in the same apartment at the same time seemed to make it even more erotic.

We decided that we could shower at the same time. She would wash my back and so forth. I noticed that Meghan shared many of the same body characteristics as I did. Both of us were ample in the breast department, not large but certainly not small. We both had well-proportioned waist and hips. Truly, we were just plan sexy. I laughed a bit at the thought.

Choosing what to wear is never an easy decision for two women to make. It's more of a "what are you going to wear?" juggling act. Finally we both decided something very sexy would be required. I put on a low-cut tank that had little sequins lining the "V" of the neck. It fit fairly snuggly, displaying the curves of my bra-less breasts. I knew if I became chilled or turned-on, my pokies would be very noticeable. Exactly the look I was going for. I tucked the bottom of the tank into a tight pair of designer jeans, finishing with a pair of black high-heels. As I approached the mirror, I pulled my hair away from my neck, extended my chest and was pretty satisfied with the look.




The Roommate



PART I

I let Michael move into my house because I needed to offset some bills, thus share the rent. He was a long-term friend, someone who I thought I could live with. He had a good job, and nice stuff... a bonus. Plus, there was something about him... something I couldn't put my finger on, but he had an effect on me that I could not explain. Something that made me want to pay attention to him. I had yet, over the years, to define just what it was. 

I helped him move in one Saturday. We settled on where his stuff would go in coordination with mine, and I helped him put some stuff in his room. I helped him set some things out, but there was one box he had taped shut, and was pretty hasty about not letting me open it. It was cool, hey everybody has personal stuff that is just that, personal. I really didn't think anything of it at the time. 

We had slightly different schedules... he worked in the evenings, I worked a typical corporate schedule. It suited us well, at least we wouldn't be tripping over each other. I usually went to bed pretty early, seeing as I got up at 6am, he usually went to bed pretty late. We never really disturbed each other with the time differences. 

Lately though, Id had trouble sleeping... troubles with a girlfriend, and stressed with a new job. I often tried to get myself to sleep by masturbating, but sometimes even that didn't work. One night I was half awake, laying in bed , half-heartedly stroking my cock. Michael's room was right next to mine, and his bed was against the wall much like mine. It wouldn't have surprised me if he'd sometimes heard my girlfriend and me having sex. But I never heard much from his room, but then again I was usually asleep. Tonight was different though... I could have sworn I heard the bed creaking. Did he have a girl in there? I'm sure its possible that someone had come over and I just didn't hear her come in. I moved lightly over against the wall and put my ear against it... and in fact did hear the bed creaking... and Michael groaning. Not loudly of course, but enough to hear from my vantage point. I'm sure he thought I was fast asleep. 

So what was going on in there? I was fixed in my position, ear against the wall... and was pretty sure at this point he was alone. His groans had increased in tempo, the bed rocking a little harder. He was totally getting off in there! The more I listened to him, the more turned on I got... and realized I had been stroking my cock. Faster now, as his tempo increased... I was now stroking to his tempo... my breathing heavier... god I could not believe I was beating off listening to my buddy doing the same! But it was hot... and I was so completely aroused. I heard his moans get just a little louder, and knew he was close... and finally heard him cum, and it sounded like he was cumming hard too. I could no longer hold back, and came breathlessly in my hand and on my sheets. 

I grabbed some tissues and cleaned up... and laid there in bed trying to absorb what I had just heard. I tried to visualize it in my head, and came to the conclusion that he must have been grinding his cock against the mattress, which would explain the bed creaking. Id done that many times myself, and found myself again aroused at the visualization of Michael doing it himself. Naked, hard... ass clenching as he ground his cock harder until he came. I wondered what he fantasized about as he did this. 

And then it occurred to me, what it had been all these years about him. I was attracted to him! Wow... that was it... I was attracted to Michael. How could I have not known? That explained the mixed up feelings Id always had when I was around him. I mean, I was pretty sure I wasn't gay. I loved fucking women. But admittedly, he affected me. Big time. Here I was hard again at the thought... and Id never been able to get hard that fast after cumming with a woman. What did this mean?

I thought about him the next day, and most certainly the next night. I purposely stayed up late to listen for him, and once again got a nice show. I didn't hear the bed, but his groans were different this time... deeper, more intense. I tried to imagine what he was doing... and could not resist. I got up and walked ever so quietly to the outside of his door. Living in an older house, we had keyholes that one could see through. What were the chances that I might get to see something!! I put my eye up to the hole... the room was dark, but illuminated by the light of the TV. And what a sight to be seen... I had a perfect line of vision to his bed... and there he was, in his glory. Naked, legs bent and up off the bed... and now I knew what he was doing... he was fucking his ass with a dildo!! Oh god I damn near came right there on the door in my pajamas. With each thrust he groaned... he was stroking his cock, and it was incredibly hard. I never realized how large it was. Id seen it in locker rooms and such, but now I really was getting to see its full size. 

I found myself with my hand on the outside of my pajama pants on my own hard cock, as he fucked himself and stroked his cock. He seemed to tease himself a little, taking it almost all the way out, then shoving it hard back in deep. He moaned each time he did this. I noticed that he was looking at something intently, and realized it was the television. He had to have been watching a porno (after all who's going to jerk off to late night television?)... I wanted badly to see what he was watching... wanted to know what it was that turned him on so much. Right now I had to admit I wish it was me turning him on! I could not believe I was admitting this to myself, but here I was, watching one of my best friends pleasure himself, as I did the same. My cock was so incredibly hard at that moment. 

I could tell that Michael was close to cumming... he was stroking his cock harder, his moaning had gotten more frequent, and he was fucking his ass faster and faster. God this had to be one of the hottest things Id ever seen. I was still stroking my cock, hadn't even bothered to put my hand inside my pants, Id just been doing it on the outside of the fabric. The precum was soaking my pants, but I didn't care. I was so fucking hot at that moment that I couldn't stop. As he stroked faster, so did I... if only I could have moaned out loud like he did!! But I did not want to give myself away. 

I saw his legs tense, and his hand flying like lightening up and down his cock. He was going to shoot his load any second. His ass raised right off the bed, and he erupted... cum everywhere, god Id never seen so much of it out of one person! He was moaning louder now (certainly with no concern over waking me up!) as he thrusted up off the bed. I could no longer take this sight in front of me and came hard in my pajama pants. Cum just kept coming out of my cock, up over the waistband, on the floor. I could hardly breathe as a slight moan escaped my mouth. Oh I hoped he didn't hear me! He didn't seem to look in my direction, but then again he had enough going on to notice me (hopefully). 

He seemed to cum forever... he had to have been covered in it. My cum was all over my hand and there was some still wet on the floor. I was heaving in the aftermath of my orgasm. I couldn't take my eyes off him! I never realized how attractive he was to me... how beautiful he looked in the light of the television, naked, hand still on his cock, chest rising and falling as he still breathed hard from cumming. His orgasm was soo intense! As was mine... 

Finally he moved to get up and headed for the door! Quickly, and as quietly as I could I scurried back to my room and shut the door. I heard him open his door, pause, and then head to the bathroom to turn on the shower. Had he found my cum on the floor? I finally fell asleep, thinking of what Id just experienced with Michael. 

PART II

A few days had gone by, but I had not heard anything from Michaels' room. He'd been working a lot of hours, so maybe he was just too tired. It occurred to me now what must have been in that box he wouldn't let me open – his toys, and I'm sure his porno videos. God would I have loved to see what was in there now! 

I had taken Friday off, just to bum around and sleep in. Being Thursday night , I went out with a couple of buddies for some beers , and got home just before Michael was due in. I was horny as hell (the girlfriend and I had since split up) and was hoping he was too so I could get another show tonight. I was actually thinking at that moment, that Id have taken being with him over a woman that night. He just turned me on that much!

I undressed and got into pajamas and turned off the light... and was already hard. I laid in bed, hoping he'd be home soon, and tossed and turned. I found myself on my stomach, feeling my hard cock between my stomach and the mattress. Gyrating my hips slightly, I created a friction that was really arousing. I lost myself in this rhythm, and let my thoughts wander to Michael. I imagined laying with him, kissing him, and that I was rubbing my cock against his rather than my mattress. I moaned into my pillow, and increased my tempo. I now allowed myself to imagine taking his cock in my mouth as he did the same to me... that I was not thrusting into the bed but his rather into his mouth. Ohhh how good it felt! His warm wet tongue on my cock, on my balls, in my ass. 

Finally, I allowed my thought to drift as far as they could go... and now I imagined myself fucking his beautiful ass. My cock replacing the dildo. Him stroking his cock as I fucked him, instead of him fucking himself. Him cumming hard because I was pleasuring him. The thoughts running through my head were so arousing... and turning me on immensely. I was thrusting against the bed now, my bed hitting the wall much like his had the other night. I was so close to cumming... soo close... god it felt good! I moaned his name into my pillow... "oh Michael... " 

My reverie was broken by the sound of the door slamming – he was home!! Perfect timing, as I had just about let myself cum all over the bed. I rolled over, cock still hard, and could feel the wet spot from the precum underneath my ass. I didn't care, I concentrated on listening for what I hoped would come. I heard Michael come upstairs, and head straight for the bathroom. He had turned on the shower, and I heard the door shut. Minutes passed, and finally he exited and crossed the hall to his room. Once again, I could have sworn I heard him pause near my door... 

His door shut... and I inched over to my wall and put my ear against it, cock still in hand. I was still hard. I heard him rooting around, and heard the unmistakable sound of him putting a tape into the VCR. Oh god he was up to something!! A drawer opened and shut, and music began to play... the cheesy kind you hear in a porno. Yes!! He was going to do it... I began to unconsciously stroke harder. A minute or 2 passed... I could hear groaning from what I knew was the scene on the tape. I heard a man's voice say " fuck me with that huge cock"... and knew that the video was a gay one. Ohhhh my... I suddenly got harder... and wondered why I had not been able to hear the sounds of the video before, certainly he had watched them often?

Not being able to resist, I got up and padded to the door, out into the hall, as quietly as possible. Once again, my eye went to the keyhole... and found my prize. There he was, naked... on his knees on the bed with his head facing the VCR so he could see. He looked sooo fucking hot!! He had the dildo in his ass... and his other hand on his cock. He was stroking slowly, as he had just gotten started. This was going to be an incredible show! Is this what he'd look like if I got to fuck him? He was moaning now, slowly fucking his ass as he watched. My hand flew to my cock... hard as a rock now, precum soaking my pants. I stroked with him, my breathing quickening as I got more and more turned on. 

How beautiful he looked... his round ass in the air, dildo in his ass, lucky for me the arm facing me was the one stroking his cock so I could see. God did I want to be there with him!! I wanted to be the one stroking his cock... shoving the dildo in his ass... hell shoving my cock in there! No longer did it trouble me having these thoughts... I was just entirely too aroused by this man pleasuring himself and how badly I wanted him. 

As I watched, he moved to what I thought would be on his back. Instead he laid on his side, his upper leg bent, cock facing the door, dildo still in his ass. What an incredible view I had!! Ohh I had to fight not to cum... I lessened the grip on my cock slightly. Suddenly it occurred to me, as I watched his hard cock going in and out of his hand, that his view was no longer on the video, but on the door... the very door I was standing behind! Before I could react, I heard him say " open the door Steve... and come join me". 

Had I just heard that? Was I sure Id heard that? My first instinct was to run... not to my room, but out of the house, out of the state! Oh god Id been caught!! But I couldn't move... I was paralyzed there... cock still in hand and surprisingly still hard. Again I heard his voice " I know you've been watching me and listenting to me, you wouldn't have come back if you didn't like what you saw". All the times Id thought of being with him, was it true that he was now inviting me to fufill my dream?

My hand reached for the door... and was met by twisting of the handle from the other side. Michael had gotten up and opened the door, met me there. We were now face to face, eye to eye. I wasn't sure I was even breathing. As if he knew, he said "breathe Steve... its ok... you don't have to come in if you don't want to... I just assumed you did". I stammered "yes" and somehow managed to move my feet. Michael took my hand and led me to his bed... I sat down, and he looked into my eyes, " I only want you to be here if you want to be... no pressure Steve". He was still touching my hand. His eyes were so reassuring... at that point , a pack of wild horses could not have driven me away!

I told him I wanted to stay. That I was sorry I had been watching and listening to him. He told me not to apologize... that he was even more turned on once he realized what I was doing. That's why I could hear the video, why I could hear him moaning – he was doing it for me!! And yes, he'd stepped right in my cum that night outside the door!! That's when he knew for sure. And, he admitted to having been attracted to me, and he hoped I was to him. I nearly fainted. Was this really happening? I told him that 'yes, I was attracted to him'. That's when he said 'good' and leaned over to kiss me... he took my breath with that kiss. He moved to take off my shirt... leaned over to kiss my neck, and down to my nipples. I had never known how good that felt! What a rush!

He laid me down on his bed, still gazing into my eyes... he must have known this would calm me, reassure me. His hands roamed my body, but never touched my cock. He caressed my face, kissed me again. He tasted so good, not like kissing a woman, yet a wonderful feeling. I felt his hands on the waist of my pants, and within seconds we were both naked together. He laid down next to me on his side, and pulled me to him. There our cocks were, touching, hard, as he put his arms around me. I was instantly moaning, slowly grinding my cock to his in reaction to his touch. I felt him moan back into my mouth. His hands slid now to my ass to pull me even closer to him. They caressed each cheek, and a fingertip touched my hole. I moaned loudly 'oh yesss' as he probed... and finally entered. My hips thrust against his... the feeling was incredible. 

He whispered in my ear "god I have wanted you for so long". I could not believe I was hearing this! Separated by only a wall, we had both wanted the same things. He rolled me onto my back, and laid on top of me. His cock was soo hard... and has he rubbed it against mine I put my arms around him and kissed him hard. I grabbed his ass and pulled him hard against me, and he reacted by grinding harder against me, my legs around his waist now to grant him full access. We were both moaning so loudly, hands roaming wildly, hips thrusting. It felt so wonderful, and I was so close to cumming... and I could tell by his breathing that he was too. He sat up... pulling his cock away from mine... " if we don't stop we're both going to cum" he said and laughed. " I want to experience more with you" he told me, and got on his knees between my legs. 

He spread my legs, and licked the inside of my thighs. As he neared my balls, I could feel his breath on them... and then his tongue. So wet, so warm, I was in heaven! He ran his tongue over my balls, down to the spot between my balls and ass, and finally to my hole. I had never had a tongue there, not even my girlfriends' tongue. I moaned out loud, as his tongue entered me. In and out, his hands on my upper thighs, but never touching my cock. He was smart, he knew Id cum if he did. He kept this routine, from my balls to my ass, concentrating on my hole. I felt so good, and it occurred to me that I should be returning the favor. "Michael, let me taste you" I told him, and I could feel him moan into my ass. Without a word, he turned his body and there was his hard cock, right over my face as he straddled me. It was even more glorious in person and up close! I took it in my mouth... and it tasted as wonderful as I had thought it would. He groaned as I took it, and began to thrust in and out of my mouth. My hands roamed his ass, probed with my fingers as he had done to me. He moaned again, and I knew I was doing the right things. I wet a finger as I sucked him, and slipped one in his ass. He moaned my name loudly... oh what a turn on! 

It was hard to believe that I was actually there, having my dick sucked by this wonderful man that had me so turned on, and I got to suck his too! Our bodies moved together, thrusting into each others' mouth, our fingers probing each others asses. I don't remember feeling so turned on, ever. And just when I thought it could not get better, Micheal lifted his head... turned his body around... I asked him " is everything ok"? He answered me with a hard kiss, and told me 'Steve, you are so hot... will you fuck me?" I damn near fainted... was it possible I was going to get everything I wanted with this man in one night?! Apparently I was!

I looked at him... kissed him back... and told him that 'yes , god I would fuck him, it was all I had been thinking about these nights '!! He moaned in my ear... and leaned over me to reach for his lube and a condom. He got on his knees... and handed me the lube. I leaned down and kissed his ass, licked the hole... and proceeded to pour the lube generously down the crack. I rubbed it on my cock, and reached around and wet his cock with it too. He moaned for me as I did this. I put the head of my cock at his ass... and pushed gently. Instinctively he pushed back, and it took nothing for me to enter him fully. As I bottomed out in his ass, he groaned with me. In much the manner of fuckng a woman, I began to thrust in and out of him. He felt better actually, tighter, and I was certainly more turned on with him than I had ever been with a woman. God I was fucking this man... in and out, as he stroked his cock. He told me how good I felt... and that he wanted to 'be fucked harder... please Steve, I want it harder, deeper'. I obliged willingly... my balls slapping against his ass... my hand roaming his back. I leaned down and kissed his neck, and he whimpered. 

"Im going to turn over... " He said, so I withdrew for only a minute as he turned to his back and spread his legs for me. I slidback in easily. "Ohhhhhh god" he moaned as I did, and grabbed his cock. I took his hand away, and replaced it with mine. I had never felt a cock so hard, and he groaned as I stroked him in time with my thrusting. The noises we made were so erotic... our moans, grunts, the sound of wetness, the bed against the wall... calling out each others' names in ecstasy. As I put his legs over my shoulders, I leaned down to kiss him. I felt him moan into my mouth, and he grabbed my ass to pull me in deeper. The feeling of fucking this man was beyond compare. So tight, so wet, so amazing. 




The Roommate



We continued like this for only moments longer. The feeling was too much for either of us, as he took his cock from me and I concentrated on fucking his ass. I grabbed his calves, and he stroked his cock like lightening. Just like I had watched him do through the door, here I was on top of him watching. His eyes were half slits now, his groans deep and long, as he fucked back against me. I could take no more, turned on to the point of no return, and felt that familiar rising from my balls. Except this orgasm was from the core... I could feel that I was going to cum harder than I ever had before. I warned him. "oh god Michael I'm so close... " " cum in my ass... cum for me Steve"!! There was no way Id be able to hold back at that point... every muscle in my body spasmed, and I thrusted harder and harder and faster and deeper into him. We were both yelling at this point, and he moaned that he was going to cum with me. 

I almost screamed as my orgasm hit... wave after wave of cum flowed... I couldn't stop. "Ohhh god I can feel your cum Steve! I'm cumming too!! " With that his ass clenched around my cock, his eyes closed, his free hand clenching the sheet, his other hand almost hard to see for as fast as it was moving. His cum flowed everywhere as the power of his orgasm lifted his ass right off the bed, with my cock still in it. I was still cumming too. "Ohhhhhhhhhhhhh fuck"!! As he shot over, and over again. Cum was everywhere – on his chest, my face, his face, the sheets. His head moved from side to side wildly in ecstasy. We had to have been cumming for a few minutes now... still lightly thrusting... we were both still hard... cum dribbling out... our bodies heaving with hard breathing... moaning quietly now... I dropped onto his chest, feeling his cum now between us. He put his arms around me and held me close, with what little energy he had. I kissed his face, and swirled his cum back in his mouth. It tasted wonderful. 

Our cocks subsided, and mine slid out of his ass. We laid there like that for some time, almost asleep. His hand caressed my back, my hair. We finally summoned the energy to head to the shower, and cleansed one another. Once dry, silently I took his hand and led him to my bed (his was cum and sweat covered!) and we crawled in. Sleep came instantly. We slept in the next day. I woke and saw him there, not sure if it was one of my dreams. Until he rolled over and took my hand and put it on his hard cock, and kissed me. This was reality, and what a wonderful way to start the day... and so it was for Michael and I... and my room is now a spare bedroom...



The Roommate



Sandy stood nervously at the door to the dormitory. She peered at the tatty piece of paper in her hand, dormitory 4B had been scrawled on it in a rather untidy handwriting. Walking down the corridor she stared at the numbers on the doors, 1…. 2….. 3…. Ah there was no. 4. She knocked hesitantly, not sure whether this was the right room, there was no B next to the number 4. In fact none of the rooms had a 'B'.

"Come in." called an irritated voice from inside the room.

Sandy opened the door and stepped in. Standing awkwardly with her suitcase in her hand she cleared her throat "Hi, my name is Sandy, I'm your new roommate."

The girl on the bed looked up with annoyance "well whoopee do. Well don't just stand there, you're cluttering up the room." With a wave of her hand Veronica motioned to Sandy 'there's your bed, the cupboard on your side is empty, the chest of drawers is mine. I like peace and quiet, there is strictly no smoking in the room, and for heaven sake do something about your clothes, they're absolutely hideous." With that Veronica turned back to reading her book.

Sandy stared down at her skirt and blouse. She didn't see what was so 'hideous' about her clothes. Rude cow, she thought to herself as she put her suitcase on her bed and started to unpack.

"Oh gawd, you can't be serious' Veronica got up off her bed and walked over to Sandy as she was packing away her underwear. "You honestly wear these?" She said incredulously, holding up a sensible pair of white cotton panties. "Geez my mother wears these for fuck's sake"

"Give me that" Sandy grabbed at her panties blushing bright red.

Veronica laughed as she held the panties out of Sandy's reach. "come on you silly tart you really have these on under that skirt? I'll bet you're a virgin, no decent woman would wear anything this bloody dull." With that she pushed Sandy onto the bed and started to pull her skirt up. "Come on, this I've got to see."

"What do you think you're doing!" Sandy pushed at Veronica hands whilst trying to sit up. She wasn't succeeding, Veronica was not a small woman and she had Sandy pinned to the bed.

"Aww come on you silly slut, I just want to see whether that cute little tushy of yours is really hidden behind Mommy's sensible white cotton panties."

Sandy continued to struggle and grabbing one of Veronica's hands she bit her palm hard.

"Ow you fucking bitch" Veronica stood up nursing her injured hand. "You're going to pay for that." Walking to the door, Veronica closed and locked it. "Strip." She ordered walking back towards Sandy.

"I will not!" Sandy exclaimed, standing up and smoothing her skirt down. "I really don't know what kind of girl you are, but I'm not into that sort of thing, and I'll thank you kindly to leave me alone."

"Oh aren't you a polite little thing. Well for your information Sandy dearest, this is my room and I dictate what goes on in here. If I tell you to strip, then strip you will. You may not be aware of the rules of this dormitory, but you will soon learn them. The fundamental rule is this… as a first year student you are nothing, less than nothing. I own you, you stupid little bitch and for the next year you WILL do as I say, without a murmur. Do you understand that?" With every passing sentence Veronica had moved towards Sandy, until she was millimetres from her face.

Sandy tried to step backwards and fell onto the bed. Staring up at the girl standing in front of her, she felt real fear for the first time. Veronica was bigger than her in every way, she had long jet black hair, shoulders a rugby player would die for, and the biggest chest Sandy had ever seen.

"Now strip!" ordered Veronica again standing back and crossing her arms.

Sandy stood up and turned around. With shaking fingers she started to unbutton her blouse, taking it off she began to fold it.

"Sandy, I really don't have all day" 

Sandy dropped the blouse to the floor and unhooked her bra. She unzipped her skirt and let it fall to the floor to join her other clothes. Standing in her 'sensible white cotton panties' she began to shake. She heard Veronica draw in her breath slightly as she slowly pulled her panties off.

"You are gorgeous." Veronica was extremely turned on and felt a twinge of pity for the young girl that stood with her back to her. She could see she was shaking and her fear brought an edge to her excitement. Moving up behind her she caressed Sandy's arse and ran her hands up her back. She whispered in her ear "Close your eyes darling, I promise I won't hurt you and you'll soon find out just how pleasurable being my roommate is going to be. However, if you do ANYTHING to annoy me, I will not hesitate to punish you" as she said this, Veronica moved her hand around to Sandy's small breast and taking her nipple between her fingers she squeezed hard.

Sandy gasped as the pain filtered through to her petrified brain. Galvanized by the action she pushed back against Veronica and turned around.

"Feisty little thing, aren't you" chuckled Veronica good-naturedly, having got Sandy where she wanted her, completely naked and at her mercy. "You have amazing tits" she said staring at Sandy's small breasts. The nipples were hard and jutted out. "Now my darling, you can either make this easy on yourself and just submit, or you can make it difficult. In which case I shall be forced to call in reinforcements, and trust me, you REALLY do not want me to do that. Compared to my two friends, I'm a pussycat"

Sandy watched in terrified fascination as Veronica bent forward and gripping her shoulders painfully, she flicked her nipple with her tongue. Sandy had had a few experiences with boys, but they'd only been allowed to touch her breasts through her clothing, nothing more. She'd had a very strict Christian upbringing and was as Veronica had correctly surmised a virgin. She felt a flicker deep within her when Veronica took her nipple in her mouth and gently sucked on it. 

Veronica relaxed her grip on Sandy's shoulders and turned her full attention to suckling her breasts. She really did have the most amazing boobs, small pert mounds with large aureoles and nipples that seemed almost too big for her size. She shifted her attentions to Sandy's right breast and flicked her tongue lightly over the nipple. She heard Sandy moan and knew that she had conquered her. She hadn't thought it would take much. The quiet timid ones were always the first to fall. Sucking her nipple into her mouth she gently teased with her tongue and rubbed her teeth back and forth over it. Standing back she looked at Sandy and laughed.

Sandy kept her eyes closed; she didn't want to look at her tormentor. She flushed thinking about how much pleasure she'd felt when Veronica had nibbled on her nipple and she couldn't help herself. She brought her hand up and rubbed her nipple.

"Don't!" Veronica slapped her hand away. "Those tits are mine and mine alone to touch, you will NOT touch them without prior permission. For that I will punish you. Kneel on the bed with your arse in the air."

Sandy opened her eyes and stared incredulously at Veronica. "Pardon?"

"You heard me. Bend over so that I can see that arse of yours high in the air. And I really wouldn't dawdle if I was you."

Sandy realised that if she didn't do as she was told she was never going to get away from this woman. She climbed onto the bed and knelt as instructed. She felt extremely vulnerable and realising the hopelessness of her situation she started to cry. She jumped when she felt the slap on her bottom. 

Veronica smiled in satisfaction as she watched the red mark fade. She hadn't hit her that hard; she didn't want to scare the poor girl into wetting herself. Which had happened with her previous roommate. What a mess, of course she had made the girl sleep in the wet bed as a lesson, but still she didn't want a repeat performance.

Veronica gently pushed Sandy over so that she was lying on her back.. Looking down at her tearstained face she smiled gently "See if you disobey me, I'm forced to punish you. I'd much rather pleasure you."

Sandy closed her eyes, confused and way beyond caring what happened to her. "Please just get it over with" she mumbled turning her face to the wall.

Veronica traced a finger down her body, over her flat stomach till she came to her bush, playing with her hair, she bent down and kissed the top of her mound. She felt Sandy squirm and she held her down with one arm over her hips. "Just relax and enjoy you silly little tart" she murmured affectionately. Opening her lips with her other hand she licked between the folds, long slow licks from the opening of her cunt to the tip of her clit. Veronica slowly inserted her index finger into Sandy and moved it in and out. 

Sandy felt the finger penetrate her and gasped to herself. She'd never even touched herself down below and certainly no one else had. Could one really get so much pleasure from something which her mother had always told her was dirty and would send her to hell for sure. She felt an intense disappointment when Veronica removed her finger and almost spoke, when she felt herself being penetrated again, only this time something was different. She tried to work out what it was, it felt almost the same, only a more full feeling, and the sensations were more intense.

"You're so wet, darling, I'll bet I could put four fingers in you, instead of just these two." Veronica said quietly. "But I'll leave that little pleasure for another day, right now I want to make you cum." With that Veronica bent her head and sucked on Sandy's clit, all the while moving her fingers in and out of her, sometimes quickly, sometimes agonisingly slowly. She sucked hard on her clit, nibbling and licking the hard little bud. 

Sandy moaned out loud unable to comprehend all that was happening to her. Her 'private parts' as her mother called them were on fire. She had never felt anything this pleasurable in all her life and couldn't understand why her mother called it filthy. Instinct took over and she started to move her hips in time to Veronica's thrusts with her hand. She couldn't move very much because of Veronica's arm holding her down and she whimpered in frustration.

Veronica hearing the whimper increased the pace of her hand, which was starting to grow tired, and she sucked harder on her clit. She couldn't be far off now. She felt Sandy tense her muscles and she hooked a finger deep inside her and caught her g-spot.

Sandy screamed unable to contain herself as wave after wave of pleasure swept over her, she pushed her face into the pillow and bit it with her teeth to quieten the noise. It was some time before she realised that Veronica had moved away from her was now lying next to her. 

Veronica pulled Sandy to her and whispered "I told you, you'd enjoy that" whilst tucking sweat dampened tendrils of her hair behind her ear. "This is going to be some year."



The Roommate



During the first year of dating my wife I discovered I enjoyed other men seeing her body. We were staying over night with some friends when by accident he and I walked in on Sue in her panties and bra. She didn't act embarrassed. She just dressed as we retrieved the item we had come into the room for. I started suggesting she dress in revealing ways and found she enjoyed the attention she received.

My job, as a retail manager, required us to live apart, about three hours by car. On weekends she would stay Friday evening until Sunday with me and my younger roommate, Dan. He and Sue were friendly but he was nineteen and she was twenty three, so she didn't see it as flirtation. She looked great with her long light brown hair, C-cup breasts, flat stomach and kissable ass. 

Then the girl he had been dating for about four months left school and left him with no sex life. The first weekend he was without his girl he ran around with us. He and Sue teased and flirted with each other even more. This set my mind to working on a scheme to see if Sue could get this great looking stud between her legs. 

The next Friday evening she showed up in white running shorts and a low cut tee shirt that made her look very hot. We stayed in and watched a video with Dan so I could get some rest. I had been working long weeks remodeling and revamping the store so I was dragging. In the same time Dan had been working on his Dad's farm, putting up hay, so he was tanned and a very muscular 6 feet tall. Putting more of my plan into action, I ask Sue if we could hold off sex that evening so I could get my rest. I knew she would be very horny all day Saturday and flirt much more with Dan while I was at work. 

Saturday evening we went to a drive-in movie so I ask if we could invite Dan. Sue smiled but said we couldn't play with Dan along. I told her the cloths she was going to wear might get her played with a lot. I had her dress in a short, low cut, pastel, sun dress. One could tell she was almost naked underneath. The lace front of her panties showed when she sat down unless she was very careful. Even without the top button being undone we had a great view of her naked breasts when she leaned over a little. 

We arrived before dusk so we had time to talk before the show started. As she leaned around the seat to talk with Dan her breasts showed and her skirt slid up showing her panties. As it became dark enough for the movie to start I had her settle into the pillows I had placed behind her and put her feet in my lap. The banter did not stop when the show started. When Dan said something smart I told Sue to kick him. He caught her foot and held it. She coyly pulled back on her foot but this only made her breasts jiggle and her dress fall into her lap. Now her legs were open for us to see her mound and pubic hair through the lace front of her panties. I pretended to be interested in the movie but Sue could tell by my hard on against her foot I was enjoying this. 

Dan held her foot in his lap against his large cock. The movement of her leg told me she was massaging his cock as he caressed her calf and foot. I pretended to watch the movie but had my head turned enough to see his hand on her leg. 

He didn't rush since he had the whole movie to enjoy her. I moved my hand to caress her thigh, not quite touching her panties. She moved her body farther down in the seat as Dan moved his hand to her thigh. She pulled her dress over her thighs and caressed his arm. I knew she was hoping he would get bold with his hand under cover. Sue almost gasp when he lightly touched her. Her breathing and movements were letting him know she was enjoying how he was lightly caressing her through her panties. They teased each other through the rest of the movie. When it was almost over he sat back and she put her legs down so I could get us home. I made the trip in record time.

I had figured we would all get something to drink and sit in the living room but Dan went straight to his bedroom. I was disappointed and sat out watching TV hoping he would join us. I was sure Sue would fuck him if he made the move on her. Sue and I kissed and caressed each other. I wanted him to see her laid out on the couch with her dress unbuttoned and her panties showing. She finally took me by the hand to our bedroom. 

She put on a mid thigh length, sexy gown and lay on the bed. I pushed her gown up and kissed my way down her body. We heard Dan turn on the TV to cover our lovemaking sounds. I sucked her to a climax and lay back to rest. I told her I wanted to rest for thirty minutes. I suggested she go out and watch TV with Dan.

She said she would go to the bathroom and be right back but I knew she would say hello to him. When she came out Dan was lying in the floor, watching TV. He was dressed in only a pair of jeans. He turned over on his back to thank her for the evening. She turned the hall light off and walked into the room. She said it looked like the evening was over before it started because I was already asleep. With the TV going her nightgown was transparent, allowing him to see she was nude under it.

He ask if she would kiss him good night and took her by the hand to pull her down to her knees and sat up for his kiss. She put her arms around his neck and he put his on her hips. When she continued kissing him he started to caress her breasts. She moaned and lay down next to him. He pulled her gown up and sucked her nipples as he played with her clit. She came almost immediately.

He ask if I was going to be upset and she said I had sent her to him before I went to sleep. She unfastened his jeans and gasp as his eight inches sprang into view. The sucker hadn't worn underwear so he was hoping something would happen. She lowered her mouth down his cock causing him to groan loudly. She made love to his cock for a good ten minutes. Sensing he was close to coming, she pulled her gown the rest of the way off and positioned herself over him to slide that big stick of his into her tight cunt. She had to take it slow even as wet as we had her. He was 8 inches long and two inches around but after six good pushes he worked it into her. She sat still just enjoying the feeling of having her pussy full of cock after I had made her wait so long. Dan began to pull her by her hips so she moved slowly up and down his shaft. 

He had his eyes closed so I slipped into the room behind her so I could watch her take him. Their sex fragrance was intoxicating. He started to suck her nipples and she increased her speed taking him inside her. Soon he grabbed her hips and pulled her harder onto his cock. As he pumped his load of cum into her she was shaking her head around, crying out as her climax took over her body. It was an incredible, intoxicating turn on to watch. 

I slipped back into the darkened hallway as they finished. Sue climbed down and lay beside of Dan. She later told me she was surprised to find he didn't get soft. They lay caressing each other and told each other how nice the sex was. Dan caressed her breasts and had her moaning and gasping as he rolled her nipples. Sue raised up to take his cock as far down her throat as she could. She sucked him for a few minutes until he was rock hard again. Dan put her on her back and positioned himself above her as she fed his cock into her pussy. 

As he pushed it all the way to the hilt on the first stroke she looked up and saw me. I whispered I loved her. She wrapped her legs around Dan's hips enjoying the pounding he was giving her. She was pushing her hips up to meet his cock as he slammed it deep into her. She began to encourage him by telling him how good it was, by screaming for him to fuck her harder and she loved how his big cock filled her pussy. Then when she felt him stiffen to shoot his cum inside of her she said "yes, now come with me" as she went over the top with him for the umpteenth time. His cum spilled out around his now softening cock as he lay on top of her, still trying to stroke it into her. As he moved to her side, her pussy was left gaping open by his large cock. 

Their cum made her thighs and pubic hair wet and white on her tanned skin. I looked into the room and ask if Dan had left me any. He just laughed and said I 'd have to ask Sue. I lay down beside her and caressed her breasts. We talked about how good they had been to one another as Sue got more turned on by my playing with her nipples. I slid her down to where her head was next to Dan's semi hard cock. I slipped my cock into her wet pussy and Dan fed his cock down her throat. She sucked him so lovingly I knew she was going to make him come down her throat. She can suck cock so well she can make a man come quickly if she wants too. I was so turned on I was close to coming even though Dan had stretched her so large I knew she couldn't feel my cock inside her. She was enjoying our closeness and having Dan's large cock throbbing in her mouth. 

So after a few minutes when Dan began to moan and fuck her mouth she encouraged me to fuck her harder. I came quickly and moved off of her so she could concentrate on sucking Dan off. She laid him on his back and sucked him as deep down her throat as she could. He was fucking up into her mouth and moaning very loud as his cock pulsed his come into her mouth. She took it all down her throat and left him almost passed out on the floor. It was early in the A. M. so we all retired for a needed rest. 

The next day we all slept in until noon and went to lunch together. We spent the afternoon enjoying each other. It was a great way to start our "sharing" lifestyle. We hope you enjoyed reading about it.



The Roommate



My roommate and I planned an uneventful night at home. Her daughters were at their Dad’s house, and it was just she and I. That is, until I got an email from Kevin, saying that He was going to be in MI for the weekend, and He expected me to be free to do whatever He wanted with me. My thoughts started racing… “What would I tell my roommate?” She knows of my kinky lifestyle, and accepts it, but how would I get her out of the house, so He and I could spend the weekend together, uninterrupted? He had mentioned to me before, that He had fantasies of watching me having sex with another woman in front of Him, so I wondered if this wasn’t a golden opportunity to make it come true for Him. Samantha was totally straight, she had never thought of being with another woman. Could I get her to change her mind, and let me explore her body all over? He also mentioned in the email, that He had some surprises for me. I wondered what He could have in mind. 

I walked out of my room to see Samantha walking out of her bathroom, in just a towel. My eyes wandered down her body, taking in her long damp blonde hair, cascading down past her shoulders. The towel was stretched tight across her tits, and was short enough that if she bent over, I would see her shaved cunt underneath. I knew that she was shaved, from our many talks about what our ex’s preferred, sexually. I was so intent on looking at her, that I didn't realize that she had asked me a question, and I looked blankly at her as she repeated it. " What were you doing?" I told her I was just checking my email, and that I was going to take a quick shower. 

Samantha was in the kitchen cooking dinner, unaware that we were going to have company. Alone in the shower, I started thinking about what the night held in store for Samantha and I. I would of course leave it up to Kevin to dictate what was to happen, but I also wanted to have some ideas in mind, just in case He were to leave it up to me at some point. My mind drifted off, as the warm spray hit my body. I closed my eyes, imagining that it was his fingertips touching me all over. I mentally shook myself out of my dream and hurriedly shaved underarms, legs, and pussy, washed my body and hair then stepped out, to dry off. I looked at the clock on the wall, 7:30pm. Kevin would be here within the hour. I couldn’t wait to see Him. My body seemed to come alive at the thought of Him touching, holding and kissing me. I was hoping He would be pleased with the addition of Samantha to his plans for the night. Then of course, there were the surprises that He had mentioned. Kevin is very imaginative, so I couldn’t imagine what He could be bringing with Him. 

I came out of the bathroom, to see Samantha putting dinner on the table. I ran into my room, and put on a short nightgown, leaving my pussy bare. I joined her at the table, and noticed her attire… a short robe, which was tied loosely around her waist and showed off her short but firm legs. I thought this a bit strange, as she is usually very shy, and doesn’t like to show off her body at all. I didn’t remark on it, but I’m sure she caught my eyes glued to her tits whenever she would reach for something on the table. Damn, she has nice tits, the kind that you just want to suck on for days. At the sight of them, my pussy became extremely wet.

We had no sooner finished eating, when we heard a car pull up. My heart started beating faster, knowing that it was Kevin arriving. Samantha looked at me, as if asking if I were expecting company. I grinned at her, and went to open the door. I had never before seen such a wonderful face, as when I gaze at Him. He came up to the porch, and hugged me tightly. “Hello my precious pet” He greeted me. I did not want to let go of Him. I felt His hands travel down my back, to the bottom of my nightgown, pulling it back up, to expose my ass. His hands felt so good on my skin; I had forgotten that Samantha was there, behind me. I heard her clearing her throat, and I could hear the smile in Kevin’s voice as He said to me “ slut, aren’t you going to invite me in, and introduce me to your friend?” I tried to get hold of my emotions enough to move aside, so He could enter the house. One of His hands remained on my naked ass, as I introduced Him to Samantha. 

She shook His hand, and then realized what she was wearing. She started to excuse herself to go change, but Kevin stopped her, saying “ No, I like the looks of you in that robe, Samantha. Leave it on, so that my slut can look at your body.” Samantha stood there for a moment, her eyes catching mine, as if wondering if she should stay in the robe or change. “ Slut, you like seeing Samantha’s nearly naked body, don’t you? The sight of her large breasts beneath the robe gets you excited, doesn’t it?” Oh my God, if He only knew!! He lowered His hand on my ass to part my legs, then ran His fingers across my leaking cunt. “ Oh yes my dear, you do like seeing Samantha like this” He brings His wet fingers up to my mouth, and I know what is expected of me. My tongue darts out, to lick my juices off His fingers. Samantha stands there immobile, watching with great interest what is going on between Kevin and I. “Would you like to taste my slut’s excitement, Samantha?” I was mortified at the thought of her tasting me, right then. She walked over to us, her hand slipping between my legs and coated her fingers with my pussy juice. My hole then started running like a river. This is the first time that Samantha had touched me in any kind of sexual way, and it excited me to no end. I watched as she slipped each individual finger into her mouth, sucking hard on them, to clean my juices off. I stole a look at Kevin, and saw that He was smiling at her. I also noticed that Kevin’s cock was getting very hard, so I mentioned that maybe we should move out of the hallway, and into the living room. 

We moved into the living room where Kevin sat on the couch, Samantha on the loveseat, and me on the floor at Kevin’s feet. “Since Samantha has already tasted you my pet, I think it only fair that you get to taste her, don’t you think?” I crawl over to the loveseat, and spread Samantha’s legs apart. My lips move up the inside of her legs, kissing gently all the way. As I ascend up her thighs I can smell her pussy and I get more excited, which makes my kisses much harder, leaving little tiny bruises on her tender flesh. I look into her face, and see that she has her eyes closed, so I took that to mean she was ok, and that I should continue. My nose nudged up against her clit, rubbing it in circles, as my tongue explored her wet pussy darting in and out in short, hard stabs. Her legs opened even more of their own volition, as her twat pushed hard against my face, wanting my tongue to delve deeper into her sweet depths. Slowly, I take my tongue from her cunt, and lick lazily up her slit to her clit, my tongue doing a dance around her hard little nub. Samantha was moaning now, and I pulled my head away from her sweetness to look over to where Kevin was sitting. He had a look of pure lust on His face, and it made my pussy start gushing again. I returned my face back to Samantha’s private spot, and started sucking and licking her hard, wanting to make her cum hard in front of Kevin. Samantha's fingers grab my hair, and push my face even closer to her, so that my mouth and nose have become a part of her sex. I start nipping at her clit very gently, and push 2 of my fingers inside her cunt; slowly fucking them in and out. This has proven to be too much for her, I feel the fingers tighten in my hair, and her legs fasten tightly around my head, as she explodes all over my face in a shattering orgasm. My tongue cleans the wetness from her cunt, and I turn to look at Kevin, my face covered in Samantha's juices. 

A satisfied look comes over His face as He tells me “Very good my precious pet, you made Samantha cum hard with your mouth. Now, let her taste herself on your lips.” I crawl up her body until my face was opposite hers, and licked gently around her lips. Her eyes were still closed as my tongue fed her own. Her lips closed around my tongue, gently sucking the flavors of her pussy from me. Her lips moved from mine, and kissed her way down to my tits, taking each nipple between her teeth, gently pulling them. Her fingers moved to my pussy, and slowly made circles around my clit, applying more and more pressure as my clit hardened. Her fingers slipped easily into my wet hole, and she continued her assault on my nipples, as she fucked 3 of her fingers into my cunt. Just the thought that this was Sam, my straightlaced roommate, made me quiver with excitement, and i felt my body letting go of an intense orgasm. My cunt juices covered Samantha's hand, and she brought it up so that we could lick her fingers clean. 

I noticed that Kevin had moved to sit on the arm of the couch, His legs spread wide to expose His hard cock, which was sitting inches from both of our mouths. I needed no further direction, as I had waited months to taste His cock. My lips encircle the head of His cock, my tongue making circles around the hole in the tip. Samantha brought her hand down to cover His shaft, and started stroking. Mmmmm, Kevin's cock felt so perfect in my mouth, and I couldn't get enough of it! Slowly, I took more and more of it into my mouth, to the point that Samantha had to move her hand. Kevin got up off the loveseat, and moved in front of me. His cock was so hard as I took it into my throat. There was something else of Him that I had wanted to taste, and I reluctantly let Him slide out from between my lips. On my knees, I inched my way around His body, and stopped when I had His ass right in my face. Samantha was still sitting on the small couch, and He leaned over to slide His prick into her mouth, which left His asscheeks spread open for me to slide my tongue between. My fingers grabbed hold of them, and spread them even wider, so that my tongue could taste his back hole. As He thrust his cock in and out of Samantha's mouth, His ass was thrust onto my tongue, causing me to tongue fuck His tight hole. I reached between His legs, and took His balls into my hand, feeling the hardness fill my palm. I could hear the wet smacking of Samantha's lips as she sucked hungrily on His prick. My tongue was taking turns licking around the rim of His hole and slowly sliding in and out of it. 

He pulled back against me, taking His cock out of her mouth, and told me to sit next to her on the couch. I moved over and took my appointed place as Kevin leaned over me, placing His cock at my cunt opening. I felt the head poke through my slit, as He pushed inch after inch of His thick member inside me. My cunt felt so full, my inside walls hugging His prick, as He started thrusting in and out of me. My left hand reached over, and grabbed one of Samantha's nipples between my fingers, pinching them as they hardened with my touch. Kevin's fingers went to Samantha's cunt, fucking her with them in time to His cock sliding in and out of me. I was getting close to cumming, and I think he could feel it. He pulled His prick out of my soaking pussy, and transferred it over to Samantha's... sliding it in easily, as it was covered in my juices. He then played with me as He had done with her, bringing us just to the brink of orgasm, but not letting us over the edge. 

As He pulled out of Samantha's pussy and my cunt, I opened my eyes to see Him go to the big black bag that He brought with Him. He retrieved 2 blindfolds, and tied one around each of our eyes, while commenting "Now it's time for those surprises I told you about my pet, it's a good thing I had the foresight to bring 2 of everything." My mind began racing again, wondering what He could have in store for us. He had us kneel in front of the long couch, our legs spread wide, as i heard Him in the bag again. I could hear a tube being opened, and I assumed it was lube. My cunt was getting even wetter thinking about what he could have for us. I felt Him pulling my asscheeks apart, and felt something trying to force it's way into my back hole. I relaxed my muscles, and started bearing down, and suddenly I felt the tip push past my sphincter. Was it His cock inside me? I wondered. No, this was something cold and rubbery, and a sigh escaped my lips, as I felt it push further into me, and my sphincter close around it. I had the sudden feeling of fullness, and I then realized that it was a large anal plug that He had filled me with. I had always wanted to feel my asshole filled like this, and I got a sudden shock when it started vibrating. It was so powerful, that I could feel the vibrations throughout my pussy, and up into my chest. It felt like even my nipples were vibrating from the huge plug. I stayed there bent over, loving the fullness I was feeling. I could also hear sighs coming from Sam, as Kevin repeated the task on her. There we knelt.. 2 quivering masses of flesh, our attention focused on the vibrations shooting through our bodies. 

I once again heard Kevin in the bag, and couldn't imagine what else He had brought with Him to tantalize us with. I felt His fingers pinching my nipples from behind, as He whispered in my ear "I know how much you love your nipples hard slut, here is something to make sure they stay that way". I inhaled sharply, as I felt my nipples being squeezed between 2 clamps, the pain/pleasure shooting directly to my engorged clit. I felt the overwhelming need to cum, and I begged Him to allow me. "Please Kevin, I need to cum now, this plug is driving me insane with lust". To which I heard a sharp "You will NOT cum yet. I am far from being done with you, my sweet". I tried to defer my thoughts to other parts of my body, that were not being tormented, but it was futile. I needed to cum, and I knew I couldn't wait. The need grew stronger, as I felt Him pulling on the chain that dangled between the clamps. My nipples were being pulled away from my body, and it felt so good. I tried to listen to see if Sam was going through the same torture, but all I could hear was the humming from the plug. The blood was pounding in my ears making it hard to concentrate on anything but the feelings my body was undergoing. Several whimpers came from my mouth, and I didn't even recognize them as coming from me. He let go of the chain, and I exhaled a sigh of relief, to only again inhale sharply, as I felt a hard smack across my ass cheeks. He repeated the blows, with what I assumed was His belt, each one making me clench against the intruder in my ass. My whimpers turned to moans, as I felt my ass glowing red hot under the smacks. It seemed He was content to leave Sam alone with the plug driving her crazy next to me. I knew He was testing my limits, to see how far He could push me before I went over the edge. I was so close, that I screamed out "Kevin, please fuck me now, I need to feel your cock in my pussy fucking me hard". I could hear an evil laugh coming from Him as He moved away from me. "Not yet, slut. I don't believe that you are that close to cumming." 

I tried to calm myself, tried to bring my heart rate down, as I was afraid it was going to beat out of my chest, if I wasn't careful. My ears could now hear Sam next to me, breathing heavily, and moaning loudly. I could hear the wetness from her pussy, as I assumed He was playing with her, as the vibe tortured her ass. I heard Him speaking softly to her " That's it hon, let your body enjoy the feelings. I want to hear you cum hard for me". I felt a second of anger, that He would allow her to cum before me, but the erotic nature of what I was part of suddenly took over. Between the plug, the clamps, and hearing what He was doing to her, I was once again transported to another place, somewhere far away from myself, and I allowed myself to ride the crest of ecstasy. I found that if I moved my body back and forth, it caused the heavy chain to pull on my nipples, furthering my wanton need. I enjoyed teasing myself in this way, and was totally engulfed in myself, until I heard the scream coming from Sam that she was cumming. I could hear Kevin telling me to move myself over to her, which I did with some difficulty, because of the blindfold. I was so close to her, that I could smell her hot cunt, and heard Kevin telling me to clean her sopping pussy with my tongue. My need forgotten for the moment, my tongue reached out to her, and began to lick her pussy clean. My nose was perched at her opening, as my tongue ran itself down to her clit, before coming back up again. 

I was so engrossed in my task that I had forgotten that Kevin was even in the room, until I felt His warm cock at my cunt opening. He slammed into me so hard, that my nose was forced into Sam's cunt, and as I inhaled, her juices filled my nostrils. He continued to fuck me with His hard member, as my nose fucked Sam. Each thrust into my wetness, caused the chain dangling from my nipples to sway. I could hear Kevin breathing heavily, and I knew that He was close to shooting His load into me. I could imagine that the vibrations from the plug were beginning to be too much for Him also, and I rocked my hips against Him hard. I could feel the orgasm building in me, and I was determined to make Him cum too. I clenched my pussy walls tight around Him, and heard Him growl " Cum with me, my fuck slut. Let me feel your pussy gripping me in orgasm". He grabbed my chain and pulled hard. That was all I needed, as I let myself go. I could feel stream after stream of His sperm shooting deep into my cunt, and my own orgasm causing Him to slide even further inside me. As we were cumming together, Sam let out a low moan, and I could feel her pussy tightening around my nose. Her juices running down my chin, and onto the floor. 

Extremely satisfied and spent, we all collapsed onto the floor. The plugs were turned off, and withdrawn from our tight holes, the clamps taken off my nipples. Sam and I reached up and took our blindfolds off and looked at each other, knowing that our relationship had changed drastically, but in a very good way. We both looked over at Kevin, a big smile overcoming His face, as He said "I don't know about you two sluts, but I am tired". He moved up in between us to take us into His arms, and there we slept on the hard floor, oblivious to anything but the warmth we felt in each other's arms. 

THE END



The Roommate



I knew two things the moment I met my new roommate: first that I couldn't stand the bitch; and second that I wanted her.

I didn't even know that I was a dyke yet. I mean, I was fresh out of high school, where you just didn't talk about things like that. I had gone out with a few boys, even fooled around with them a little, just because I was curious. I couldn't really get into it. But girls... I would whack my clit silly thinking about girls. I guess I was pretty deeply in denial.

So anyway, it was the first day of college, and I was sitting around in my dorm room with my new friends, we were all taking hits off a bong, and I was thinking about how cool college is; to actually be able to talk and interact with other people, people who don't care how they dress and aren't into sports, and actually have two brain cells to rub together. And like to get high to boot. Right in the middle of this impromptu gathering, Sara walked in.

"You must be my new roommate." I said. They had sent everyone a picture of their roommate. She was Asian, Japanese I think. She stood there in the doorway, looking at us disapprovingly. She wore neatly pressed black slacks and a white blouse. Just a hint of makeup. Her short black hair was impeccable. She sniffed.

"If you insist on using illegal drugs", she said airily, "Please refrain from doing so in our dorm." There was just the tiniest hint of an accent in her speech.

My new friends and I exchanged glances. Great. So this was my roommate. We moved to a less uptight dorm room. But not before I lusted after her. She stood there in the doorway, waiting for us to leave. She had two bags, the kind that stewardesses carry their gear in. She was a little shorter than me, but standing straight up she gave the impression of tallness. Her breasts were small and pert underneath her blouse. I am a sucker for small, pert breasts. Her lips, pursed in a frown, looked full and kissable. I wondered what she sounded like when she came. 

Things were frosty between us from day one. Fortunately for my sanity, she took a very heavy course load, and I rarely had to see her. I took to avoiding my dorm room if I knew she was going to be home.

I remember the first time I saw her naked. It was a Saturday morning. I had just woken up, and I was lying in bed, reading the book I had put down the night before. I could hear the water running; she was in the shower. The water stopped. I could hear her in the bathroom, drying off. Then she came out of the bathroom, stark naked. I may have actually gasped. There she was, totally nonchalant, walking around completely nude. I tried not to stare. She had a beautiful body. Slim and toned, she had a flat tummy and long, smooth legs. Her breasts had a slight upward turn to them, with small brown nipples, and they jiggled pleasantly as she moved. She had a triangle of black hair above her pussy. She ignored me as she went about her morning business, making no attempt to cover herself. I pretended to read as I watched her parade around naked. She had such a beautiful ass, firm and shapely. Finally she got dressed and went out. My pussy was soaking. My fingers wasted no time, pulling on my nipples and stroking my clit, I gave myself a rocking good orgasm right then and there.

After the second or third time this happened, it might have occurred to me that she was doing this on purpose.

I would have a beer or two sometimes, but I definitely wasn't into the party scene. I was a nerd in high school, and it was the same in college. Sara wasn't a party girl either. That's why I was so surprised when she stumbled in late on a Friday night. I wasn't really asleep, just on the edge of it. I had gotten high with some friends earlier, and then lain in bed reading for a while. I had only turned off the lights a little while before. It had seemed a little strange that Sara was still out. Maybe she had a date. We never talked any more than absolutely necessary.

Anyway, she came stumbling in. I felt the light from the hallway on my eyelids. I heard the door slam shut. I looked at the glowing green digits on my alarm clock: almost 1:30. I could hear her getting undressed. I wished I could watch, but it was dark, and my eyes weren't adjusted.

She fell into bed with me. I could smell the alcohol on her breath. I wondered for a second if she was so drunk she had gotten into the wrong bed. Then I felt her exploring hands under the sheets, and I knew it was no mistake. Her hands were roaming all over my body, touching my softly, and I arched my back with pleasure. I had never been intimately touched by another girl, and I loved it. Inexorably, her roaming fingers found my breasts, my nipples already erect and aching. Her fingers pinched and twisted, sending little shocks through my body, straight down to my throbbing clit. Her mouth found my breast, sucking and nibbling, as her hands worked their way down my body, seeking that wet place between my legs. God, I wanted her. My legs were spread wide for her, my cunt swollen and drenched. I could feel her heavenly naked body pressed against mine. Her long, delicate fingers penetrated me. I was coming, and she hadn't even found my clit yet. My hips bucked as she fucked me. She was fucking me hard, slamming two or three fingers in and out of my gaping cunt. Her thumb kept banging into my clit, making me gasp with pleasure. I came and came. I wanted so badly to taste her, to suck her clit into my mouth, to lick her pussy, drink her juices, to make her cry out. When I was done coming, she disentangled herself from my body and got out of bed. I started to get up after her, but she pushed me gently but firmly back down. I lay there, confused and sticky, as she went to the bathroom and from there to her own bed.

She had nothing to say to me the next morning. She was awake before me, and parading around the dorm naked. God, how I loved her body. I watched unabashedly as she got dressed. She gave me a look that might have been contempt, and then she was gone. I had no idea what to say to her.

This happened several times that semester. With no warning whatsoever, she would crawl into bed with me and fuck me silly. Sometimes she would go down on me, other times she would just use her fingers. She never kissed me, and I was never allowed to touch her back. I thought I would go crazy. She obviously enjoyed teasing me, being naked in front of me, distracting me when I was on the phone or trying to study.

It was finals week. The weather outside was crisp and cold, snow was in the air. I had a ton of studying to do. In high school I had never studied; I could get could grades and barely pay attention in class. Here it was different. I had two finals the next day, and I was worried about them. Sara was in the room too, working naked at her computer. It's a measure of how hard I was studying that I was hardly aware of her presence.

"Do you want to fuck me?" She was standing right by my desk. I was speechless. "I said, do you want to fuck me? Tell me now, Yes or No."

Her nipples were hard; I could tell she was excited. "Yes." I answered.

"Well if you want to fuck me, you'll have to earn the privilege. Take your clothes off, now."

I felt her eyes on me as I undressed. I was totally disconcerted. She had seen me naked before, been incredibly intimate with my body, yet I felt suddenly shy and awkward, ungainly. She was watching me, silent. I unbuttoned my jeans and kicked them off. Her legs were so long and smooth and mine—well they aren't. I could almost physically feel her eyes on my crotch as I pulled off my underwear. My pussy, hot and wet, was responding to her, even as my brain reeled.

"Come here." She wanted me to kneel. I knelt in front of her, on my knees on the cold tile floor. Her bush was right at my face level. I could feel her heat on me, smell her musk. She smelled sexy.

"Touch yourself. I want you to masturbate while you look at me." My fingers darted between my legs. I was totally turned on. I was wet and slippery. I worshipped her body with my eyes as I slid my fingers up and down my slit. 

"Do you want me girl? Do you?"

"Yes. Oh Yes."

"Then taste me." She spread her labia with two fingers. Her cunt glistened with wetness. Her little clit peeked out from under its hood, pink and erect. I stuck out my tongue, moving my face to her pussy, aching to taste her at last.

And then she let go and peed. The stream caught me in the face. Some splashed in my eye, and it stung. It felt hot on my skin. Before I even realized it, I was drinking her, letting her urinate into my open mouth. It seemed to go on forever. It didn't taste bad. It didn't really taste. I swallowed and drank more. I felt like her slave. I was worshipping at her church. Finally she was done.

"You missed some." There was a small puddle on the floor. Her pee was all over my face. I realized that I was crying, tears were running down my cheeks, mixing with the urine. I licked her piss up off the floor.

"What a good girl." She moved onto my bed, lying face down. "Now come here and eat me out."

I came to her. She raised her hips for me. I could feel the heat radiating from her cunt. Her pussy pouted open, labia swollen and purple. I wanted her. I wanted to taste her. Nuzzling up behind her, I stuck out my tongue and licked her pussy. It was soaking wet, slipper and sexy. I wanted more.

She reached back and pulled my hair, hard. "No, that's not for you." She spread her asscheeks wide. Her tiny brown asshole winked lewdly at me. So that was what she wanted. I licked up and down her crack, feeling her soft skin on my tongue, losing myself in her ass. She sighed and ground herself onto my face. I stuck out my tongue and touched her anus. She jumped a little. I pushed deeper, exploring her ass with my tongue, fucking that little hole with it. She opened up to me, letting me ream her out with my tongue. Her musk was all over my face. I could feel her fingers inside her pussy, masturbating furiously as I tongued her asshole. She was so hot inside. I could hear the slurping sounds as she fingered herself. She was fucking my face with her ass, grinding onto my tongue, calling me a bitch and a whore as she came, and suddenly I was coming, wave after wave of spasms rocking through me, as I licked her asshole and fingered my clit. I came and came, like I never had before. My clit seemed like the center of the universe, my cunt a giant lotus. I buried myself in her ass.

She kissed me softly on the lips and thanked me. Then she took a shower. I fell asleep. When I woke up again she was gone. The next day was finals, and then I flew back home for Christmas. When I came back from vacation, all her stuff had disappeared. When I asked, they told me she had transferred to another school.



The Roommate



"So what the hell are we going to do now?" Marc asked as he slumped into the sofa, his fourth and fifth beer of the evening carefully balanced in his hands. He always brought a backup because at the rate he drank them the spare never had a chance to get cold.

The issue he was referring to was our roommate situation. Jason, our third roommate in the last two years was moving out to live with his girlfriend. That in and of itself was not a huge issue but it was starting to become a trend, guy's splitting to greener pastures. Now the rent was up to the two of us. Again. "I don't know just yet. Can you handle a month? Maybe two?"

Marc slammed back beer number four. "Yeah. Probably. But after that things could get tight." I nodded in agreement. It wouldn't be that tough for me, hell I could rent the place all to myself and have plenty to spare but Marc didn't need to know the particulars of my finances even if he was my best friend. "What about Ana?" He asked. 

Ana was my current girlfriend, and while things were progressing nicely and she stayed three out of seven nights a week at my place, we were not ready at all for the living together thing. She had her space and I mine. The relationship worked better that way. "No way. She's not ready for that step, and honestly neither am I. But listen, I'll put out some feelers with people at work, maybe something will come up." He nodded, sipped some of beer five and agreed to do the same.

THREE DAYS LATER

Marc was in his usual spot on the sofa, beer number seven in his hand. I knew this from the six empty ones on the end table. A hockey game was on the big screen. I dropped my stuff and sat in my easy chair. "Good news. I think I found us a roommate." He perked up. "Excellent. Who?"

Knowing Marc's feeling's about bachelor pads and guys living with guys or just their girlfriends, I was wondering how he would react. I steeled myself and drove forward. "Her name is Tabitha. She works in the front office. She's ready to move out of her parent's house and needs a place."

Marc almost sputtered on his beer. "Tabitha? A she? Parent's place? How old is this girl?" He fired off the questions in rapid fire bursts. I tried to placate him. "She's 21 and just finished her AA at the JUCO and wants to get out on her own. She's responsible and I know what she makes, she can afford the one-third share." I knew what the next question would be so I replied before he could ask. "She's about 5' 2", long blonde hair, in decent shape, she played softball. Part-time boyfriend, nothing serious. I laid the law on her about that one." Being guys we knew what happened when a female roommate had a serious boyfriend. They were always over, eating your food, drinking your beer, wanting to be your best buddy, being jealous, and being a pain in the ass. We knew because there were times we were that guy. "She said she can come over tomorrow if you want to meet her." He nodded and agreed.

THE NEXT NIGHT

The knock came at the door and I opened it. There stood Tabitha, all smiles, wearing what she had on at work earlier a nice skirt and blouse, her cute legs showing from mid thigh down. Her mother was standing there with her. I glanced back and sighed, glad Marc had cleaned up all his dead beers. I extended my hand. "Hello, I'm Dan, I work with Tabitha." Her mother's hand was warm and firm in mine. She smiled and seemed pleasant. I let them in.

Marc stood in the entry to the kitchen/game room area looking respectable. "And this is Marc, the other roommate. Marc this is Tabitha and her mother." Marc came forward and shook hands. After some small talk I guided them towards the stairs and to where Tabitha's room would be. As they went ahead Marc grinned. He liked her. What wasn't to like. She had a cute smile, sparkling blue eyes and a great figure. She would add a nice touch to our living arrangements. Neither of us contemplated anything other than a platonic roommate situation as we were both already seeing people.

Our house was unique in its design. There were two bedrooms upstairs plus the master suite that was my room. One of those two was small and I used it as an office, the other, Tabitha's potential room was very large nearly 16' x 25' with three large windows looking out over the mountains. The other large bedroom, and Marc's room, was downstairs. These large rooms and their separation allowed for a great deal of privacy from the others in the house. The only drawback would be for Tabitha, she would have to go across the short landing/hallway to her bathroom.

She loved the place. Her mother was sufficiently charmed by Marc and me and was happy to have her daughter live with two gentlemen who actually kept the house looking clean. (She did not go into Marc's room). Tabitha would move in next weekend and little did I realize my living situation would change because of it.

TWO WEEKS LATER

"She's cute," Ana said. She was peering over the railing from the second floor landing down to the living room. "Hmmm?" I asked, engrossed in some financial reports.

"The new roomie," Ana replied as she turned back into my office.

"Oh you mean Tabitha. Sure I guess so," I looked up, "But not as hot as you babe," a wicked smile on my face.

"Oh really?" Ana asked, as she came into the room and pulled her blouse open revealing her lovely firm breasts.

I reached out and caressed them, pulling her closer to me. "Really." We kissed deeply, her tongue dancing over mine.

Her hand went to my lap and started rubbing my cock through my loose gym shorts. I started to get up from the chair. She pushed me back into it. "Babe," I said, "let's go into my room."

She didn't say a word, just kept fishing into my shorts, pulling them over my hardening cock. "Babe," I insisted, "the door's open to this office and it faces the stair..." My sentence and thought cut off as her lips passed over the head of my cock. I groaned and adjusted my position and watched my lovely girlfriend suck my cock.

Ana had a thing for my cock there was no doubt about it. As she sucked and licked I thought back to our first night together. 

We had been friends for years, never having anything other than a platonic relationship. We were close, sharing things about lovers and life. One night we had been out at a club and got a bit drunk. We ended up back at her place and were sitting around talking. Somehow sex and compatibility with one's partner came up. She complained that her current guy just didn't "fit" her right. By that she meant he just wasn't hung very well. She said his cock just wouldn't fill her the way she wanted. He was a great guy but that was becoming a turnoff. I laughed and told her I couldn't believe her, she was basing a relationship on dick size and that seemed shallow. She laughed and said something to the effect of her pussy was not shallow and needed to be filled. And besides, who was I to talk. I looked at her seriously and said straight faced that size was not a problem. She dared me to prove it. I stood up and dropped my jeans. My cock was only semi hard and she laughed. Saying if that's all I had then I shouldn't pop off. I dared her to suck it, make it hard and then make comments. She sucked me like I had never been sucked before and after a long blow job and an intense fucking there on the couch in her apartment we became a couple, my nine inches of cock sealing a relationship that had now lasted over a year. 

My mind raced back to the here and now as she ran her tongue over my shaft from base to tip. She smiled around my cock head and held the shaft in her hand. God she was beautiful. Her hazel brown eyes glinted with desire, her long brown hair framing her incredibly lovely face. Her Italian ancestry showed in her skin tone and appearance. Her large firm breasts were pinned in place by her top, her skirt riding high on her hips as she knelt on the floor. "C'mon babe," I whispered, "I want you on my bed." Her answer was to slide my cock back into her mouth right to her throat. I had to fight from crying out in pleasure as she deep throated me. My eyes occasionally glanced to the open door and the stairs that lay beyond, hoping to not see Tabitha's blonde head appear. Ana had her other hand between her legs, teasing her clit as she slurped on my cock. She was being a huge tease, testing me, riding that edge, something that she liked to do on occasion. Then my heart leapt in my chest. Tabitha's face appeared over the top step as she climbed up the stairs. 

Her blue eyes widened at the sight that lay before her. My gorgeous girlfriend on her knees sucking my big cock. Her stare shifted between my cock in Ana's mouth and Ana's hand playing with her pussy. In fact, I couldn't tell which she was more interested in, me or Ana. Tabitha stood mesmerized for a few minutes, her own hand moving to the front of her shorts, then into them. She broke from her trance as I started to growl due to Ana's deep throat and my impending orgasm. As it no longer mattered to me that Tabitha knew what we were up to, I started to talk a bit dirty, insisting Ana suck my cock harder and deeper, urging her on. Then I came. Ana new from experience it was coming and clamped her lips down hard onto my pulsing cock, taking ever bit of my hot load into her mouth, swallowing it all. As my orgasm subsided Ana licked my cock clean and let out a satisfying purr as she stood and crawled onto my lap. As she rose I looked back at where Tabitha had been standing. She was gone.

THREE DAYS LATER

I groggily opened the fridge door, fumbling for the orange juice. I had stayed up late partying with friends and now was paying the price. Ana had a dinner date with her parents and I didn't spend time with her last night. 

As I leaned against the counter in my shorts, I took a big swig of OJ and felt my head clear a bit. Tabitha then came into the kitchen. She saw me as she turned the corner and averted her gaze. I, however, took in her appearance. She was wearing a short robe that hit mid thigh. I could see nothing else underneath it and wondered if she even had some sort of pajamas on. She moved to the coffee maker and poured herself a cup.

"Good morning," I said with a smile. "Sleep good last night?"

She glanced over the cup and nodded, saying nothing.

I let the silence hang for a minute and then decided to go right to the point.

"Listen Tab, I had no idea you would end up seeing Ana and I like that. It was an accident and listen, no harm no foul right?"

She glanced up again and set her coffee cup onto the counter. "Well you guys knew I was home and you should have at least closed the door." She tried to sound annoyed but I could tell she wasn't. Her expression and direction of her gaze also spoke volumes about what she was really thinking.

"I agree and I apologize. Friends?" I extended my hand for her to shake. She took it and her hand lingered in mine, her fingers then tickling my palm slightly as she released her grip. Trying to stay lighthearted I offered up a joke. "If you want to get even you could just leave your bathroom door open when you are showering and we could call it square."

She smiled. "Well if you want payback why wait right?" She was trying to act confident but I could tell she was nervous as she started to undo her robe. It fell to the kitchen floor a second later.

I had seen a few beautiful women naked in my day and Tabitha ranked in the top three. Her breasts were full but not overly large, probably a 34 C. Her skin was smooth and her complexion fair. Just below her smooth firm stomach, a small strip of trimmed blonde pubic hair pointed a trail towards her pussy. 

I found my voice. "Well that makes us even I guess. Thanks for sharing." My eyes lingered over her lovely curves.

She took a small step forward. "Technically we are not all the way even since I saw you having sex. So I guess we need to do something about that right?"

I swallowed hard and tried to think fast. My animal masculine instincts were telling me to enjoy fucking Tabitha but my fear factor was playing a clip of Ana walking in and catching us, grabbing a meat cleaver and severing my cock with a quick chop. My mind was pulled from that grisly image by the feel of Tabitha's hands on my shorts, yanking them down. Desire now fully outweighed fear in my emotion bank.

Tabitha took my slowly swelling cock into her hand and held it in front of her face. "Is this making things even?" She asked coyly.

I nodded a reply as her lips slid over the head of my cock taking me into her warm mouth. She started sucking my cock to a full erection, moaning as she took more and more of me in. I leaned against the counter and moaned myself for this girl was giving the second best head I'd ever had. Her mouth was smaller than Ana's which was both good and bad. Good in that it felt tight and warm, bad in that her teeth occasionally grazed my cock and she couldn't get all of me in. Ana's deep throat blow jobs had spoiled me. But don't get me wrong, this girl could work a cock and was doing just that on me now. 

After a few noisy minutes of slurping and sucking, Tabitha popped my cock out of her mouth with a satisfied sigh and moan. Her hand stayed on my shaft, stroking its full length slowly. "Are we even now? Or is more payback required?"

I did not say a word. I just pulled her to her feet and guided her out of the kitchen, down the short hallway and into the living room. We never made it to the sofa, just the back of it. I gently pushed her forward over the back of the sofa and as she bent my hand went between her legs, my finger tracing up her wet, hot pussy. She was ready.

I took my now fully swollen cock and slid the big head along her wet pussy lips. She moaned loudly. "Oh Dan, fuck me with that big cock!"

I obliged her, easing my big fuck-stick into her tight wet pussy. And when I say tight, I mean tight. She gasped and cried out as I slowly eased into her, adjusting her hips trying to accommodate my size. Hers was the tightest pussy I had ever entered and it took several minutes for me to be fully in her. At that point she was gasping and moaning loudly, begging to feel me fuck her.

I moved slowly, with smooth easy strokes, feeling my cock head reach all the way into her depths. Her pussy gripped my cock and sent sensations through me. This was going to be a hell of a fuck.

I held onto her smooth hips and started thrusting, fucking her smoothly and deeply. From her loud cries of pleasure I am sure it was deeper than she had ever been fucked before. I wanted to stroke faster and harder but felt it would hurt her more than pleasure her and pleasure was my goal. We stayed in this position for a couple of minutes until I wanted to see all of her as I fucked her. We moved to the front of the couch and she lay back on it. I knelt on the floor in front of her and with a minor adjustment slid my cock right back into her. The look on her face was pure ecstasy. Her good looks coupled with her tight pussy added to her loud moaning of desire was sending me to the edge. 

My cock plunged in and out of her sexy pussy, thick with her juices. She had her first and second orgasms of our session one right after the other, howling in pleasure. This girl was an incredible fuck. I felt my balls tighten and then I gasped, pulled my cock out and stroked it, cum exploding over her smooth stomach, chest and firm tits. It was a pretty thick and hot cum shot, coating her with several thick ropes of love juice.

I collapsed onto the couch next to her, catching my breath. "I'd say we're even."

She giggled and reached out casually playing with my semi hard, sex juice covered cock. "You know, that is the biggest dick I have ever taken. Once I saw it the other day all I could think about was how it would feel in my mouth and in my pussy." She lifted it up examining it, licking her lips. I decided to return the gesture. I reached out and casually teased her swollen pussy lips, gently running a finger over her clit. "That is the tightest non-virgin pussy I have ever been in, and please tell me you were not a virgin." She giggled and moved her head to my cock, licking a bit of cum off the head. "Would a virgin do that?" I smiled. "I guess not." 

TWO MONTHS LATER

"Dan she is driving me nuts," Marc exclaimed as he cooked up some late dinner for himself. "She leaves shit all over the place, makes a mess and is so fucking noisy when I'm sleeping." He looked over to where I leaned against the counter sipping a beer. "Are you listening to me?"

"Yeah, I hear you. But she's not all that bad, and she's been paying her rent on time." That was actually a lie. I was paying her rent on time. What Tabitha was doing was sucking and fucking me whenever I wanted and in turn I told her to forget the rent. She seemed OK with it and so far things were fine. She knew her place as roommate and sometimes sex toy. I did worry about her getting all attached and telling Ana, blowing the best relationship I had ever been in with the hottest, most gorgeous woman I could imagine. Shit, listen to me, wanting my cake and to eat it too. Tabitha scratched an itch. It was easy sex and much better than jacking off, which even with Ana's voracious sexual appetite I still managed to do. Just these days it was inside Tabitha's mouth or pussy.

"You are so not listening to me," Marc said. "Are you fucking her?"

My face twisted in an angry glare. "What are you kidding me? Do you remember I have a girlfriend?"

"That didn't stop you with Wendy. You cheated on her what, five times or something like that?"

"Wendy was and is not Ana."

"Oh I agree Wendy is not even in Ana's league but I know you Dan, sometimes the old dick does the thinking."

"Read my lips; I am not fucking Tabitha. Conversation over." I stormed out of the kitchen.

LATER THAT NIGHT

Tabitha slid off my hips and onto the bed next to me. She was still panting from her orgasm and glowed with pleasure. "I love riding you like that," she said. The sex had been good as usual but my mind was elsewhere. Marc was no dummy and if he suspected something could Ana? Maybe I should stop this with Tabitha? 

Tabitha's hand wrapped around my cock and she sat up and sucked my cock clean of our sex juices. Damn, I thought, now she's doing things that Ana does. Ana loved cleaning my cock off after sex; it was something she really got into, which usually resulted in a great blow job and me cumming again. I pulled Tabitha's head off my cock.

"Listen we need to talk."

Her expression was not a good one. "About what?" She asked icily.

"This. The sex and you and me."

"So you are dumping Ana for me?"

I shook my head. "No, I think we should stop. It's not right for your relationship nor is it for mine. We had fun but we should end it now before somebody gets hurt."

She looked positively pissed. She gathered her pajamas and huffed out of my room. I lay back and silently hoped things would not get out of control.

ONE WEEK LATER

I arrived home from work and headed from the garage into the hall and towards the kitchen and game room. I dropped my briefcase at the foot of the stairs when I heard something coming from the game room. I poked my head around the corner and my jaw dropped.

Tabitha was on the pool table, legs spread wide and held at the ankles by Marc as he plunged his cock in and out of her. They were both obviously enjoying themselves. My head swirled. I was actually a bit jealous which was absurd. At that moment Tabitha happened to glance my way. She saw me and smiled a sly smile. I turned and headed upstairs.

THREE HOURS LATER

There was a knock on my door. I opened it to find Marc standing there. "I thought you couldn't stand her," I said.

He moved forward and I let him into my room, closing the door behind us. "I couldn't."

"I notice you are using past tense."




The Roommate



"Yeah well things have changed. Tabitha is pretty special."

I shook my head. "Yeah she does give good head and her pussy, it's really tight."

Marc's face screwed up in anger. "What the fuck are you talking about?"

"I'm talking about Tabitha. Am I right?"

"You fucking liar. You did fuck her."

"You are the one who said I did. Now we both have. Not surprising since I told her no more than a week or so ago that it needed to stop. She obviously moved on."

Marc looked like he was going to punch me. "Well I don't care. Things are turning out pretty special between us."

"What? In just a week? Listen she may not be the best reason to break up with Liz..."

He cut me off. "Liz and I have been over officially for a couple of weeks now. It wasn't working."

"And it will with Tabitha? After you know she's just man-hopping and trying to get back at me?"

"I told you it's not like that."

I shook my head as he left my room.

ONE MONTH LATER

I arrived back home from work, parked my car in the garage and sat there in it, thinking about things lately. Ana and I had been fighting. Something was causing an edge between us and I could not put my finger on it. Tabitha and Marc were basically living and fucking like rabbits in his room, the upstairs bedroom she previously occupied used on occasion when they wanted a different bed to screw in. I kept thinking I blew it. That I just should have left things alone, but in the end I knew better. It was just a funk Ana and I were in. Maybe a change of scenery would help, like a trip to Tahoe or something.

I got out of my car and went inside. I heard talking in the living room and went in where I found Ana and Tabitha chatting on the couch. Oh shit. "Hi babe," I said to Ana as I came in, going over to her and kissing her.

"You are so lucky," Tabitha said to Ana, "Dan is such a great guy." Her smile sent nails into my spine.

I held out my hand and Ana rose. "It's been great talking to you Tabitha; we'll have to do lunch some Saturday."

"Sure thing Ana," Tabitha replied as we headed upstairs.

Behind my closed door Ana sat on the bed, hands folded in her lap. She looked up at me. "You fucked her didn't you?"

Oh damn, damn, damn, was all I could think. "Ana, honey, what makes you think that?"

"The way she looks at you, talks about you. It's fucking obvious." Ana started to get angry. "Was she good? Her pussy nice and tight for your big cock?"

"Babe, no such thing..." I tried to put my hand on her shoulder and she got up. 

"I think we need some time to ourselves. I'll call you later." She stormed out of my room.

Step one of a change in my life happened that moment.

FOUR DAYS LATER

I was sitting in my room, sulking, missing Ana when a knock came at my door. "Come in," I barely was able to mumble.

Both Tabitha and Marc entered. I looked over from the T.V. to both of them. "Well if it isn't the happy little lovebirds."

"We want you to move out." Tabitha blurted out.

"What the fuck are you talking about?"

"We think you should move on Dan. It would be a better situation for everyone," Marc replied.

"And what makes you think I want to move? This house and its lease are in my name."

"Not any more." Marc held up a piece of paper. "We just got back from a meeting with the owner. He changed it to our names. Since the initial year lease expired and reverted to month to month, he has the power to switch it. You have until the end of the month." Marc dropped the documents on my bed and they walked out.

I flung the remote against the wall. Step two just hit me.



The Roommate



It was two weeks into my freshman year and I was finally getting the hang of university life. The difference between university and high school was stunning, and it took a little getting used to. There was no one there to tell you what to do, when to get up, what to eat, when to go to class, or whom you could associate with. Almost immediately I discovered that if I let things slide for some days, I shouldn't fall behind in my studies. So it seemed as if I could spend most of my life in exploring the big city and making new friends. My roommate was another matter!

Her name was Roula, and although she seemed nice enough, when ever I was around, all she would be doing was listening to the stereo or watching the soaps on television! She had another habit that I found not annoying! Even though the girl had a closet full of expensive clothing, she always lolled around the apartment either naked, or with just a pair of bikini panties. It was difficult to make conversation with her when she standing there in her birthday suit. It wasn't that she had an ugly body, far from it, although she was a little on the thin side, Roula had cute perky boobs with up turned pink nipples that always seemed to be hard, a flat tummy, tight little bottom, and slender legs. She was only about five feet tall and I guessed about one hundred pounds, but all in all a very sexy looking girl. Of course I had a two years experience in sex with another girl but it was still hard for me to do the beginning. I must admit that I liked to stroke myself thinking of Roula naked but I was waiting for her to do the first step...

It was late on a Friday evening and I was coming in from a long night in a pub when Roula asked: "Do you spend every waking moment here and there?" 

"I have to," I replied, "I can't afford to waste my time here doing nothing!" 

Roula hopped up off the bed and went to the refrigerator to get a can of Coke, she popped open the can right in my face as she walked past me, giving her naked ass a little shake as she plopped down back on the bed with her legs splayed wide open! I could feel the hot wave rising up my neck and cheeks. I couldn't turn my eyes away from the overt display Roula was giving me! 

"I'm going to take a shower," I stammered, "do you need to use the bath room before I go in?" 

"Naw," Roula shot back between sips of her diet Coke, "go ahead, I'm fine." 

"Is this the first step?" I wondered. "Will she finally try to seduce me? Well... let's play!" I had already decided to leave the bathroom door not only unlocked but also slightly open.

It had been a long day, and the hot needles of water cascading against my skin relaxed my aching muscles. 

"Mmmmmm," I sighed, "where are you baby?", while running my soapy hands over my big breasts, causing my nipples to stiffen and stand up like little erection. 

It hadn't been a long time since my last orgasm, but my mind was more on my breasts than the door that was silently sliding open and letting Roula slip quietly in behind me. 

"Ohhhhh, you have a beautiful body," Roula whispered, as she slid her hands around my waist while cupping my breasts from the rear! 

"What are you doing in hear?" I stammered, playing my role, while pushing the little brunette's hands away and turning to face her tormentor. 

"Oh, relax," Roula said in a soothing voice, "I 've always wondered what these looked like and I must say that I'm very impressed", as she reached out my hard nipples. 

"Stop that," I said (trying to be angry) while knocking Roula's hands away one more time, "I'm not a gay". 

"Neither am I," Roula replied, "but there's nothing that says we can't have a little fun now and then is there." 

I was stunned into silence when Roula did just what I was waiting for! She reached down and stuck a finger inside of my wet vagina! 

"What have we here?" Roula crowed, "I think our little miss goody two shoes has a hot little pussy!" 

"Roula," I stammered, "stop that this instant, it's wrong, we can't... ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh... please stop it right now!" 

My mouth was saying no, but my body was saying yes, and it writhed around as Roula drove her finger in and out of my tight hungry pussy! 

"Vicky," Roula asked, "doesn't that feel nice in your pussy?" 

"Yes," I panted, "but isn't it wrong?" 

"How can anything that feels so good be wrong?" asked Roula innocently, while at the same time fingering me. 

"I don't know," I replied, "I think that it just is." 

"Hmmmm, I wonder if this is wrong too" Roula said just before taking one of my erect nipple into her mouth. 

"Mmmm," I moaned pressing her head on my breast, "that feels wonderful... oh my... suck it harder, please, suck it harder!" 

"So, you like that, huh?" Roula whispered, "do you want me to make you cum, honey?" 

"Oh, yes!" I hissed through clenched teeth, "do me babe... oh yes... finger me... yes... just like that, babe... do it harder... don't stop... ohh... ohhhh... I 'm so..." 

Roula jammed her finger in and out of my now bucking pussy as my orgasm ripped through my wildly contracting flower. When I was totally spent, I leaned against the shower wall to keep from collapsing on my wobbly legs! Roula then took me by the arm and led me out of the stall and over to her bed where she sat me down and began drying me off!

There was a glazed look in my eyes, and I offered no resistance when Roula laid me back on the bed, climbed between my open thighs, and gently began tonguing my very aroused clit.

Lifting her head from the sweet little snatch, Roula asked: "Have you ever had you pussy eaten before?" 

"No," I whispered back a new lie, "never!"

Taking her tongue and running it up and down my crack, Roula finally concentrated on the little bud of a clitoris that was sticking out between the folds of my pussy lips and that brought a long low moan from my mouth, because whenever I am getting my clit licked it feels better than anything I have ever experienced! 

"You're getting close again, aren't you?" Roula asked sweetly between licks. 

"Oh, don't stop!" I panted, "please don't stop!" 

"I won't," Roula whispered, "but you have to do something for me!" 

"Oh, my God!" I moaned, "what ever you want, just don't stop, lick me to the end" 

"Well," Roula replied softly, "would you mind to much if I put my pussy over your mouth?" 

"No, go ahead, but keep sucking me, I'm so close!" I begged. 

Quick as a cat, Roula scooted up onto the bed and lowered her dripping lips on to my mouth.

"Okay, baby," she said, "you take care of Roula, and Roula will take care of you". 

I was completely happy because everything went accord to my dreams and having Roula's pussy in my mouth was actually very arousing! 

"Mmmmmm!" I hummed into the steaming organ, as Roula shifted her weight around so as to get the maximum pleasure from her cunt lapping. When she was sure that everything was lined up just right, she leaned over and took my pussy back into her mouth and began tonguing the hard little clit one more time.

From then we licked and sucked each other until both of our pussies were flushed and ready to climax into each other's mouth. I groaned into Roula's steamy flower as my own cunt contracted, wringing the blood out of my engorged organ. Roula's pussy, feeling the vibration of my groan, lurched hard several times, sending Roula over the edge and crashing on the rocks of compete sexual satisfaction. 

"Vicky baby," said Roula a little later, "you have a rare talent on making a woman feel good!"

I laughed and Roula continued: "You gave me the best lick I 'd ever had!" 

I smiled but didn't say nothing except: "Let me practice my talent once again honey and tomorrow I'll tell you more about this talent!" 

When I lowered again my head on her still hot pussy she was still wondering what the damn my last words were meaning but she forgot everything when my middle finger started to stroke her ass hole...



The Roommate



I met you at the local community college about two years ago. You had left your boyfriend after a drag down, knock out fight. You had your cats, wet clothes,  and needed a place to stay. You looked so pathetic in the rain. It was then that I noticed your perky little nipples sticking out in your shirt. I thought hey, this can be only be so bad. The pros- she has a great ass, perfect eyes, and she has a great rack. Cons-she insists on sleeping on the couch instead in my bed. I will have to work on that. So, I let you stay at my humble abode. (AKA Palace of Lust)

July 4th, I just got home from seeing the fireworks. It sucked since it was warm and the air was very humid. 87 degrees my ass, it seemed like 100. I had stayed up drinking the night before and most of the day. After all, I just wanted to celebrate one of our founding fathers philosophies "Beer is living proof that God loves us and wants us to be happy" (Ben Franklin). After of celebrating our courtiers independence and thanking God for such a great way to be happy[, all I wanted was to catch up on some shut eye.. 

I was in a deep sleep when I hear you come in. I look at the alarm clock. 2AM I lie in bed trying to get back to sleep when I hear you rip the paper towel off its rack.

I could not believe how long it took me to figure out what you used the paper towels for. I kept picking them up in the morning after you went to work. I thought it was for wiping your face when you were hot, or for the cats. It was not till I examined the yellow stain that I realized that it was your masturbation toy. Who would have ever thunk paper towels had so many uses. I wonder if females are right about their unflattering assessment of mankind. Why did we have to wait till 1907 for Author Scott to invent such an erotic tool? I know it is blasphemy, but if it took us so many centuries to figure out something so basic in regards to sex, what else have we been so slow to figure out such things about the female body. I sometimes wonder why God made man first. 

I know what is on your mind. I have heard this before. I am awake now. The voyeur in me is on pins and middles – wide awake. I have heard that familiar noise at night s in the past and know this is going to be no different.  I know it will be only a few minutes before the phone call. My cock is starting to get hard with aspiration, Inadvertently, I start feeling myself. 

4 minutes later, I hear what I have been waiting for. I can hear only make out words here and there but I know it is your weekly booty call. I can just start feel the walls vibrate. I loud sigh here, a moan there. This is so much better than porn.

I am so jealous of you. When I ever have phone sex, it is never that way. I can lucky if I can get off, more times than not, I end up faxing it. I wonder if my girlfriends ever catch on that I am louder on the phone than in real life. And they thought they had the market on faking. I truly think it is a miracle to hold a cell phone on your ear and masturbate and talk all at the same time. Maybe it is the ability to multitask that makes phone sex so much more fun for females than for guys. 

I hear the TV go on. I am not sure why you think this is going to cover the noise of your activates. I can hear you slowly  rub the paper towel over your clit. 

If only I could be a fly on the wall. I would give up drinking beer for life to live out such a fantasy. 

Slowly at first, but the vibrations start get stronger. I can almost see you take off the blanket, as you really get into it. Faster and Faster the floor creaks

I have only seen you nude once, but that was an accident. I remember like it was yesterday, shortly after you moved in, the alarm clock woke me up. Half asleep, I walk in in the room to turn it off, and there I see you getting out of bed to turn it off - completely naked. My belief in a higher power was never as strong as it was at that moment.  We stare at each other for what seem like eternity, but it was only for a fraction of a second. I do not think you ever slept nude again, but I can always see you in my mind's for that split second. Seeing you naked was not a good as sex, but did put a smile on my face for most of the morning while I replayed the events.  

I am starting to stoke my cock really hard now. I know you are trying to muff your cries as you moan into the couch but it is of little avail. My member is at its full thickness now. I can feel my breathing increasing, and I am biting my upper lip to stay quiet. I can hear your rhythm increase and know it will be any second now. I am so on the edge when I hear a low tap on the door...



The Roommate Assignment



Billy ripped open the envelope. The big state college's seal on the front meant this is what he had been waiting for. At 5'9", with blond hair and blue eyes and a cute face and swimmer's build, Billy was very excited about the upcoming college experience. Already being accepted and the start of his freshmen year just a month away, he knew that this letter would mean everything.

At that moment, his mom walked into the room. Watching him pull the single sheet of paper out of the shredded envelope was enough of a hint. "Ahhh, the roommate assignment."

Billy skipped the greeting and frantically searched for the name he requested.

"YES!" Billy yelled. "I'm rooming with Jake!"

"That's great!" Billy's mom screamed, hugging her son. What he would never know is that his mom's enthusiasm was fake. She had actually never been a big fan of Jake's.

She took a step back and noticed her son's smile had faded.

"What's wrong?" She stood beside him, trying to see what had captured him in the letter.

Then she saw it. Another name under Jake's. 

"Ohhh," She said softly. 

The letter referenced a "supplemental lounge."

After a couple more seconds, Billy spoke. 

"This sucks. Two roommates."

"It sounds like they don't have enough space," his mom offered. "It could be worse," she pointed to a line of the letter. "Supplement lounges hold between three and six students depending on their size."

"Six!" Billy exclaimed, "That would be a nightmare."

"This isn't a bad thing," his mom spun, "You get to room with Jake and meet someone new. The best of both worlds, a win-win."

"I guess," Billy responded.

***

Billy and Jake sat on the bench overlooking their high school baseball field. Both had played in high school, but weren't quite college material.

Jake was about an inch shorter than Billy and had darker features. With brown hair and brown eyes, Jake also had a swimmer's body, but not as toned as Billy's.

"This sucks big time," Jake spoke first.

"I know," Billy responded.

"This was supposed to be time for sex." 

"I know. We've been waiting so long for this."

"I guess I'll never get you alone," Jake said with a half smile.

Billy smiled back. He and Jake had experimented, but it was hard to find a place. And it didn't look like that would change.

"He can't be there all the time," Billy added.

"True."

"So," the excitement grew in Billy's voice, "when we get to college, and ditch the roommate, who gets to get fucked first?"

"Dips!" Jake yelled. The two laughed at the thought.

"I want your dick sooo bad," Billy acknowledged.

"Well," Jake said looking over at him, "we are alone."

"Yeah," Billy said, "on an open field."

"Yep," Jake said, looking back ahead, knowing their time together would have to wait.

***

Jake and Billy had moved into their dorm room. It was bigger than the standard room, but of course that didn't make up for the fact there would be three of them. Walking in the door, there were three closets to their immediate left along the wall. The room opened up to the right. There was a set of bunk beds to the immediate right, and a single bed across from it on the left side of the room. There was a desk directly across from the door, and two more on the far side of the room, on the other side of the beds. Those two desks were facing the room's windows. A micro-fridge sat in between them. 

"This isn't that bad," the female voice came from behind, as Billy's mom, followed by his dad entered the room. They had also brought up Jake. 

"Let's get this show on the road," Billy's dad commented, knowing that between the two of them they had a lot of stuff to bring up.

"We should take the bunk beds," Jake said, towards Billy.

"Yeah," Billy agreed, neither wanting to have to share them with their unknown roommate, "I call the bottom."

It took about an hour, but soon enough, Jake and Billy were moved in and the parents had left. Both boys sat on Billy's bottom bunk, covered in blue sheets.

"I wonder what Troy is like?" Jake asked.

"He sounded nice on the phone," Billy responded.

"You know," Jake changed the subject, "we are alone." His hand rested on Billy's thigh.

As timing would have it, that was the moment the door swung open. Jake quickly retracted his hand, and the boys stood up, to get a view of the door. 

A tall, black kid walked in carrying a bag of clothes.

"Hey, I'm Troy," he greeted.

"I'm Jake."

"Billy."

The boys nodded at each other, as Troy's hands were full. For a second Billy was surprised that he was black, but then again his name should have been a hint.

Troy surveyed the room and put his bag on the single bed.

"Your parents coming up," Jake asked, noticing he was alone.

"No, I've been here for two weeks, football camp," Troy explained, his cute face lit up with his smile, "they wouldn't let us move into our permanent rooms until today."

"Oh," Jake responded. "You're on the football team...are you any good?"

"Yeah," Troy said, his smile widening, "I'm starting as a freshman, so I would say not too bad."

Billy spoke up, "What position?"

"Receiver." The answer made sense as Troy wasn't real big. He was obviously in good shape and he was tall, maybe 6'2".

"But I thought all the players stayed in a separate dorm," Jake asked.

"They do," Troy said, "I declared pretty late and it had already filled. Kind of sucks...no offense."

"So you're stuck here with us," Billy added.

"Yeah," Troy said, "I can't believe I couldn't even get a normal room. Nice to know there's no favoritism here." The three laughed. Troy was definitely likeable.

***

Later that evening, after all of them had unpacked and ate their first dinner in the cafeteria, they sat in their dorm room. Troy had bought a TV, which they sat on top of the micro-fridge. They had put out three lawn-type chairs in the middle of the room, were they sat watching TV and talking.

Troy sat in between the two friends. "We have to talk about sex," he started, "set-up some rules."

Billy shot Jake a knowing glance. 

"I think the first attempt should be to go back to the girl's room," Troy was saying, obviously having put some thought into this. "My preference would be they never know where I live, you know, keep some distance."

"Sure," Jake inserted, as the two let Troy continued, they couldn't help but find the whole conversation somewhat amusing.

"Right," Troy said, "Now, in the case of an emergency and one of us has to bring them back here, there should be two policies."

Billy and Jake looked at each other again with wide smiles, Troy had no idea that none of this applied to either of them.

"One," Troy was on a roll, "Any roommates in the room should immediately agree to leave for at least an hour but no more than two hours. And two, if the other roommates are asleep, the one getting laid should attempt to be the least amount of disruption, but even if the other two are awaken they should not say anything or otherwise disrupt the sex event."

Troy glanced back at them, "What do you think?"

"Sounds good," Billy offered.

"Deal," Jake seconded.

***

Over the course of the next couple weeks, Troy noticed the looks that Jake and Billy shot each other. He noticed that when he would get back from class the room would smell like sex...but only Jake and Billy would be in it. Every so often the possibility that they were more than just friends would cross his mind. But it was always fleeting, quickly dismissed.

One night, Troy found himself in a bind. The black girl refused to go back to her dorm, due to having a roommate, and so it was either Troy's room or nothing. And to Troy, "nothing" wasn't an option. It was a little after 2am as the two of them entered his dorm.

"Two roommates?" The female asked, seeing the bunk beds and the dark outlines in them.

"Yeah," Troy confirmed, "They're heavy sleepers."

Troy and the girl quickly stripped down and dove under the single sheet covering his bed, as his two roommates slept.

After a few minutes under the covers, the girl spoke, "It's so big!"

"You want it in you?" Troy whispered.

"Yeah."

Troy moved on top of her, his lower back and below covered by the sheet. 

"Oh my god," the girl said.

Troy smiled, as he pushed all the way in and started fucking her.

"Oh!" The girl screamed as Troy pushed in.

Troy stopped for a moment. "You can't scream," he whispered.

"You have to go slow," the girl responded. But Troy had no intentions of going slow. As he slammed into her, he could hear the sound of rustling coming from the bunk beds.

"Oh, oh oh," the girls moaned, keeping them as quiet as possible, as Troy pushed his meat deep inside of her.

"Oh fuck, fuck, shit," the girl moaned, getting louder.

"Shhh!" Troy whispered, as he squeezed her tit.

"I'm gonna cum," Troy whispered, as neared his tipping point.

"Unload that big cock!" the girl urged, "I want to feel it inside of me."

"Ohhh," Troy moaned, "fuck!" Troy blasted his thick giz into the condom, deep inside the girl.

A few minutes later, the girl next to Troy had fallen asleep, and Troy was drifting away. Right, before he fell off, he could almost swear he heard heavy breathing, and what sounded like a grunt come from one of the bunk beds.

***

The cool wind made Billy shudder, as he walked with Jake across the campus.

"Did you hear all that last night?" Billy asked.

"How could I not?" Jake answered.

"I wonder if he's as big as that girl was saying."

"I don't know," Jake commented with a smile "he is black."

***

Jake and Billy kissed on the bottom bunk. Their t-shirts laid on their dorm room floor, as the two ran their hand over their muscles. Jake wore blue jeans, while Billy had on thin running shorts. Jake carefully pulled down Billy's shorts, letting his hard-on out. Jake grabbed it with his hand, and started stroking it.

Then they heard the sound of the door being pushed open. The lock caught. The two boys sat frozen waiting for the person to knock or go away. But then they heard the unmistakable sound of a key going into the lock. 

"He has class," Billy muttered.

Jake had already leapt up, throwing on his t-shirt and sitting in one of the chairs in the middle of the room. He grabbed the TV remote. Billy pulled up his shorts, and reached to grab his shirt as the door swung open. The TV flashed on as Troy walked in the room, out of time Billy shoved his shirt behind the bed.

Troy annoyed by his class being cancelled, first noticed Billy topless. He had never seen Billy just lounge around topless. After a moment, the situation added up. He couldn't be in denial any longer. 

The two boys were concentrating so hard on the TV, they didn't notice Troy lock the door.

Troy walked into the middle of the room, dropping his notebook on his desk, and sitting next to Jake. "It's cool," Troy started.

"What?" Jake asked.

"You two," Troy explained, "There's nothing wrong with being gay...I mean sex is sex."

"We're not gay," Jake quickly responded.

"Really?" Troy said, "Billy's topless...and has a hard-on."

Billy blushed realizing his shorts weren't holding anything back.

"And," Troy continued towards Jake, "Your shirt's on backwards."

Jake glanced down, to confirm Troy's observation.

Both boys sat in silence, unsure how to proceed.

"It's really not a big deal," Troy added, "I mean I would never tell anyone. It's nobody's business."

"Thanks," Billy said, in a way he felt better not having to hide it from Troy anymore.

"So," Troy questioned, "Who's the pitcher and catcher?"

Jake spoke for them, "We both prefer catcher, so we take turns. And if you were to take a walk, Billy and I could finish up."

Billy almost protested, embarrassed Jake was being so forward, but Troy spoke first.

"Hey, I'm no cock-block," Troy said, "but why do I need to leave?"

After a minute of confusion, Jake asked, "What do you mean?"

"Well," Troy said, "how about if I watch? I mean it is my room too."

"You want to watch us have sex?" Billy said, "Isn't that kind of weird?"

"Really?" Troy snapped, "So you two didn't watch me have sex that night a week ago?"

Billy and Jake were silent for a moment, Jake quipped, "It was too dark, I could barely even see her tits."

"Her tits are what you were hoping to see?" Troy questioned.

Jake smiled, "Good point."

"Admit it, Billy," Troy directed. "Did you pop a boner?"

Billy smiled, "Hard not too...you were tearing her up."

Troy laughed. "Well, you two owe me."

Billy and Jake looked at each other, still unsure.

"Or I guess I can just sit here in the room," Troy countered, "for the rest of the day."

"We're doing this," Jake decided, moving towards Billy and pushing him back against his bunk.

Jake and Billy kissed, as Troy moved to his bed for a better view.

Jake pulled off his shirt and him and Billy kissed again. Then Jake pulled off his pants and boxers. Troy pegged his already hard dick at about six inches. Jake quickly shoved it in Billy's mouth.

Troy had never watched something like this before, but he had to admit it was hot. Seeing his roommate's dick disappear into Billy's cute mouth. Billy sucked it with ease. After a minute, Jake pulled it out and pulled down Billy's shorts and boxers, letting his dick free. Troy noticed it was slightly bigger than Jake's, maybe by about half an inch. Jake took most of it in his mouth as Billy gently moaned. Jake played with Billy's nipples as he sucked him. 

Troy was glad he had on baggy jeans, as they hid his fattening dick.

"Fuck me first," Billy moaned. Jake didn't waste any time, as he positioned himself in between Billy's legs and pushed his dick in. 

"Ohhh, fuck," Billy moaned, as Jake pumped into him. Jake pushed his cock deep into his moaning friend. "Yeah, yeah, fuck me." Billy was loving it.

Troy watched as Jake kept a steady rhythm, leaning over Billy's body.

"I'm gonna cum," Jake moaned, as he pulled out of Billy. Jake's hand jerked at his cock, until he shot his seed out onto Billy's stomach.

"Wow," Troy thought to himself, he had been watching the clock, and Jake had timed in at about three minutes. "White boys," Troy thought to himself.

"Fuck me," Jake begged.

Billy pushed Jake down, his back against the bed, and shoved his dick into Jake.

"Oh yeah!" Jake moaned out loudly, as Billy banged his cock in.

"That feels so good," Jake moaned, already starting to regain his hard-on. Billy bent over to kiss Jake, as he kept up a steady pounding. His cock slid deep into Jake, as his balls smacked against Jake's taint.

Troy watched Billy's perfect abs flex as he nailed Jake harder.

"I need to cum," Billy announced, as he pulled out of Jake.

Troy glanced at the clock again. To Billy's credit he had lasted twice as long as Jake, a solid six minutes. Troy turned his head back just in time to see Billy unload by streaking his cum up Jake's chest. Billy moaned and fell back onto the bed, on the far side of Jake.

Jake turned towards Troy with a smile, "That what you wanted to see?"

"Definitely," Troy answered.

***

Two days later, Billy sat on his bunk bed early in the morning. Sunlight crept threw their closed blinds. Troy was still asleep and Jake had left a little while ago for an early study group followed by his first psych test.

Billy was looking - staring - at Troy. His single white sheet was pulled up to just below his pecks and nipples. He black skin looked so warm and soft. But Billy's eyes were mostly focused on the morning wood pitching a tent in his sheet. Billy's mind raced at the sight as he thought to himself, "Troy must be hung. That girl wasn't lying." Billy was so focused he hadn't even noticed Troy wake up and open his eyes.

"I'm always horny in the morning." Troy's voice snapped Billy back into reality, as he quickly looked away.

"It's been four days since I've gotten some pussy," Troy said, clearing his throat, "Maybe you can help me out?"

"Umm," Billy hesitated.

"Unless," Troy added, "you think Jake would mind."

"No," Billy said, "he wouldn't care." 

"Then, take a look at what I'm working with."

Billy slowly climbed off of his bed and walked over to Troy, he pulled down the sheet, to see that Troy was sleeping nude.

Troy watched Billy's eyes grow wide, a reaction Troy had seen many times before, but never from a guy.

"Wow," Billy stated, looking at Troy's thick cock. It had to be a good nine inches. "It's huge."

"You can suck it if you want."

Billy bent over and put his lips around Troy's plump dick head. Slowly, Billy gulped down his shaft, taking in about seven inches of it.

"Ohhh," Troy moaned lightly, as Billy pushed his mouth up and down. Troy gently placed a hand on the back of Billy's head, as Billy pushed his cock down his throat.

"Shit," Troy moaned, as the head was as good as even the most experienced girls he had been with.

After a few minutes, Billy pulled up. "Do you want to fuck me?"

"Yeah," Troy answered, as he pulled Billy down to the floor. Troy pushed Billy so he was kneeling on the floor, his upper body against the bed. Troy stroked some lube over his cock, and pressed his head against Billy's anus.

"Ready for it?" Troy asked, barely breaching Billy.

"Yeah," Billy said, moving his legs apart. 

"Oh," Troy said coyly, pulling back his cock, "It's okay if you don't want it."

"No, I want it," Billy assured, urgency in his voice.

"How much do you want it?" Troy asked, rubbing his cock against Billy's crack.

"I want it bad," Billy begged, "Please let me have it!"

Satisfied, Troy pushed his cock head into Billy.

"Oh Fuck!" Billy yelled out, as a wave of pain shot through him.

Troy pulled out, relubed, and pushed back in slowly, until most of his cock was inside Billy.

"Oh fuck," Billy moaned, the pain replaced with pleasure, "It feels so good! It's so big!"

Troy began fucking his roommate, plowing his hard cock in hard into Billy's tight ass.

"Your ass is so tight," Troy moaned. Troy ran his hands over Billy's chest and abs as he banged him. Carefully, Troy moved his hand down and grabbed at Billy's dick. Billy's chubby made it clear he was enjoying himself, as Troy gently stroked it.

Troy put both of his hands on Billy's ass and slowly pulled out.

"Oh, Fuck!" Billy moaned, as Troy left his ass. "Cum on my face," he begged.

"You still have some work to do," Troy informed, as he sat on his bed, leaning back against the wall. "Sit on it."

Billy stood up on the bed, facing Troy, he squatted down. Troy put his hands on Billy's waist, as he slid down over his dick. 

"Oh Fuck!" Billy yelled.

"Shhhh!" Troy whispered, not wanting Billy to get too loud. 

"It's so big!" Billy justified.

"Show me how much you want my load," Troy egged.

Billy began bouncing up and down Troy's cock, sending waves of pleasure through his body. His own cock bounced up and down, smacking against Troy's abs.

Troy reached up, pinching Billy's nipples as he rode him.

"Oh yeah, fuck yeah," Billy moaned.

Troy watched clear pre-cum leak out of Billy's cock onto his abs. He knew Billy was close, and he could feel his own cock filling. Troy grabbed Billy's cock and started jerking him off.

"Oh yeah," Billy moaned louder, "Make me cum!" Billy's white cum sprayed out over Troy's black chest. The sight almost set Troy off.

With a grunt, Troy lifted Billy off of him, laying him down on the bed. Billy focused on pumping the remaining cum out of his cock. Troy positioned himself next to the bed, his cock over Billy's face.

"Tell me you want it," Troy said, stroking his thick meat.

"I want it on my face," Billy instructed, "I want you to dump your load."

"I'm gonna bust," Troy moaned, as he jerked his hand quicker. Troy shot his thick load out streaking across Billy's face. By the time Troy had finished, Billy's face had six thick streaks of cum over it.