I, the little dainty roommate, didn't even hesitate...
Bison, my roommate's oddly named boyfriend, had spent the night last night at our place, and when she got up and got ready in the morning to head for work, I made my move while he was sleeping in bed.
I snuck in, slid under the covers, and slinked up close to him as if I was her.
Bison was stark naked and the hard golden body, perfect for me, heaved gently with each simple breath, and then the smell of him, his musk beneath the sheets, began to intoxicate me.
I could tell by the look of his thick morning wood that my roommate didn't fuck him last night, otherwise his cock wouldn't be so impeccably stiff, and yearning.
I've heard my roommate fucking men before through the thin walls of our adjoining rooms, and even though my roommate was a generous lover, I knew deep down that she was only in it for herself.
With the countless men I had seen my roommate breeze through, unsatisfied, I thought, this cock, I knew, I could personally do justice.
Moving on...
I was within a tongue's reach of Bison's gorgeous rod, so close I felt the heat wafting my way as I prowled and hunted the meat jutting beneath the sheets.
My slender frame resembled my roommates in build, but not in bust. We shared our mother's pear-shaped hips, yes, but her breasts were way too big for a petite girl of her size.
As I made my move, I prayed Bison wouldn't notice it was me in time to stop this urge I had to please a cock such as Bison promoted.
Quickly, I wrapped my gothic black painted lips over the bulbous head, then carefully began to suck, coaxing gently, pulling softly, taking my time before I got down the base of it all.
For a young sissy such as myself, the boys in prison would say I have pretty mouth, and this was true; my mouth definitely had it's uses.
I opened wide, and without his cock touching my lips, I delved deep down, feeling my throat filling up as I touched my nose to his close-cut pubes, and then grasped the base of his cock with my lips, and slowly pulled back, getting as much saliva on his cock as I could.
Bison moaned in his sleep, and shifted his hips to push his cock up further. He must really think I was my roommate, I thought, as I continued to suck and penetrate my mouth and throat. His cock must have been seven inches long, and as thick as an overgrown zucchini, but my mouth was more than trained, and thusly prepared.
As I blew Bison under the covers, I heard him cooing, "Dang, baby, that feels good... Oh man, good morning to me! I thought you had to work today?" he breathed.
I said nothing. I just kept sucking his cock as if I was my roommate, burrowing his husky meat as deep as it would go.
He quit talking at that point, and I could tell he was enjoying this little quiet time between "my roommate" and himself, which made me smile inside.
I imagined all he would see was a head bobbing up and down beneath the sheets, which was exactly what I wanted. I wanted him to think it was my roommate sucking his cock, and not the little fantasizing sissy-boy that I was.
"Dang, girl, get it mama," he moaned. "Just like that. Whew! You know what daddy likes. Shit!"
"Mhmm," I moaned, doing the best impression of my roommate that I could do. It was convincing.
Bison said, "Oh, so you know what daddy likes, huh?"
"Mhmmm," I moaned, his cock deeper into my salivating mouth. I didn't let up my pace either. I kept bobbing up and down, solely focused on this cock I thought of for weeks now pummeling my throat, teaching me to suck cock better...
"Oh, baby, I'm about burst. You ready for it?" he groaned.
I felt his body tense up, and then felt his hands on my sheet covered head, gripping for something to hold onto as he fired shot after shot of warm delicious cream into my mouth.
I had to keep swallowing to keep from choking. Plus, I didn't want to lose a single drop of this hot gift of his.
"Damn, girl. That was insane. You been holding out me haven't you," he chuckled. "Lemme see your sexy little face."
Bison lifted the covers and saw me smiling at him, a rope of come hanging off my bottom lip.
Bison jolted back in shock.
"What the fuck? Matty?" He bellowed. "What the fuck are doing?"
"You wanted your cock sucked. So, I sucked it for you," I innocently said.
"Yo, where the hell your roommate at?"
"She left for work. So, I thought I'd give a nice morning blow job. Your cock was hard so I thought I'd put my girly mouth to use." I just smiled, all giddy, and girly as can be.
"This ain't right, Matty," Bison said as he scooted back, and climbed out bed. "You have to go."
I gazed at his long, lean body, up and down. He was so full of muscle and tattoos, dense and rippling; his cocking dribbling a little come still; his face a mask of confusion, all of which I adored.
I rose up onto a cock sucking kneeling position on the bed. "Why?" I batted me eyes. "It sounded to me like you enjoyed my mouth," I teased. "In fact, I can taste that you did..."
"Matty, get out." Bison pointed at the door, all authoritative like. "This ain't...," the surprised man began, but then stopped short.
Bison hadn't really gotten a good look at me, but now that he was ogling me in this pose, he hesitated.
My hair was in two braids rested over my shoulders astride my lightly dolled up face, and little dark freckles, my big green eyes alit, and my gothic-colored lips still wet and yearning.
I looked to Bison like a succulent college goth school girl, dark and lost, as if I hated my parents, and wanted to get back at them by needing a man to hitch me a ride out of town...
Like a sexy little thing you'd pick up off the highway, who's not looking for trouble, and who's willing, and just ever so grateful for your assistance that they'd blow you while you drive; let you fuck them at the truck stop in gratitude...
I was a goth boy by nature, but as a girl I was a little gothic slut.
I wore a pleated black leather skirt, blood red thigh high socks, a see-through nylon blouse with a lacy black brassiere beneath, and high-heeled witch's ankles boots.
"Ain't what?" I said, inching forward with my mouth open to take another sip of his glorious cock.
Bison backed up. "I can't fuck my roommate's friend."
"What if I wasn't her little roommate, though?" I said, eyeing him closely. "What if I was just a dream you were having where you can do anything you want, for as long as you want, and wherever you want to put that big cock of yours?"
I peered up into his wandering eyes.
Bison was really contemplating about this.
"What then?" I asked, scooting closer to the edge of the bed.
"You want a taste of this cock, Matty, is that what you're asking for?"
"No, I'm not asking," I grinned, gazing down and noticing his cock was getting hard again. I looked back up at him. "I'm begging..."
Bison grinned. "I'll fuck you sideways. You don't even know what I can do."
"Can you give it me better than you give my roommate?"
"Your roommate?" he balked.
"Yeah, can you give that thing to me harder, rougher, right up my tiny boy-hole harder than you give it to my roommate?" I was practically licking my lips at this point.
Bison was grinning, but that said little. His hardening cock was doing all thinking for him at this point. I watched, amazed as it grew and grew. I could see that his body knew what he wanted.
"What do I get in return for fucking you?" he asked, all business-like.
"A secret little fuck-buddy for life," I promised. "Any time you want a blow job, and I don't care if you're at a card game, and you want me sucking you off underneath the table... I don't care if you're friends want a piece of me, too. I don't care when, or where. I will show up, ready for a cock in my mouth, and especially my ass. There's no, "Or". Understood?"
"Holy shit..." Bison marveled. "You for real, aren't you?"
"Try me. Find out," I said.
I spun around and positioned myself on all fours at the edge of the bed, presenting myself to Bison. My cute, plump boy ass, as pear shaped hips as wide, and ass as juicy as my roommates, right there before him, ripe and ready for a deep tissue fuck.
I knew Bison would take the bait.
I felt his strong hands exploring my ass beneath the leather skirt. Then, he just flipped the skirt over my cheeks, and I knew he would be in for a big surprise.
"Whoa," he gasped, seeing the butt plug that was inside of my boy-hole the entire time. "Damn, girl, you know how to stay ready for a man, don't you?"
"I told you. And believe me, I always keep my promises," I said. "Now pull out that plug, and fuck me harder than you fuck my roommate."
