My Roommate Is My Gf's Ex

AUTHOR'S NOTE / DISCLAIMER

This series involves cuckolding, and contains both gay and hetero sex. If this does not interest you, you will not enjoy this story.

This chapter picks up right where Chapter 1 left off. Chapter 1 is in the "Loving Wives" section.

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We all relaxed there for quite a while. Eventually, Chris stood up and walked down the hall to take a shower. While he was gone, Riley finally broke the silence with a simple, "Wow..."

I looked over at her from my spot on the floor and smiled sheepishly. "Yeah..."

"So, uh, you're, like, gay now?" she asked.

I hesitated, trying to figure out how to respond. "I mean, I've never done anything like that before," I said. "I think a lot of it was just a heat of the moment kind of a thing? I don't think I want to take it any further than what just happened."

"Hm," she said thoughtfully, nodding.

"But I definitely think you're still the hottest girl I've ever seen," I added quickly. She smiled, and reached her hand out toward me. I grabbed it lightly, and we held each other's hands like that for a minute. "So you aren't, like, dumping me for him?" I asked finally.

"Um, no..." she said. "I don't really think he's the relationship type. I'm definitely not interested in that with him."

"Good," I said.

"But that was definitely, like, some of the hottest sex I've ever had," she said. "I don't really think I'll be able to resist him going forward. Is that gonna be okay?"

"Yeah," I said. "I guess we'll just have to see how things go..."

Riley got off the couch and said she was going to go lie down in my bed for a little while. As she walked down the hallway, I followed. Chris emerged from the shower at the same time, dripping wet and in just a towel. Riley and I were still both naked, carrying our clothes.

"Hey, babe," he said to Riley, wrapping an arm around her waist and pulling her toward him.

She laid her hands on his muscled chest. "Hey, sexy, I was just gonna go lie down for a little bit."

"Sounds good," Chris said easily. She moved past him and walked into my room and he walked toward his. As I passed him, he slapped my bare ass firmly. I was a little stunned, but when I turned around, he just said, "Oops," with a cute little smile on his face, and I couldn't help but smile back. I knew I had just told Riley that I didn't want any of that gay stuff to escalate, but feeling him slap my ass like I was a piece of meat was definitely making me doubt that.

I threw my clothes into my room as Riley laid down on my bed. I told her I was gonna get in the shower and she just murmured something, clearly falling asleep.

As I showered, I decided that sure, I'm definitely attracted to Chris, there's no sense in denying that any more. But I wasn't going to let him fuck me, like I had said to him before. I wasn't into that, and it would just be taking things way too far.

When I got out of the shower, Riley went in to take one herself. I put on a tight-fitting pair of boxer briefs and a white t-shirt and went into the living room. Chris was sitting on the couch, wearing a fresh pair of boxers and a blue tanktop from his college, and grinding more weed. I laughed to myself at feeling a little disappointed that he was wearing a shirt, when I used to find his shirtlessness so obnoxious.

"Hey, man," he said to me as I came in and sat down on the other side of the couch. "What would you say if I ordered a pizza or two?"

I appreciated that he was acting normal despite the fact that not very long ago he had fucked my girlfriend in front of me and I had taken his 8-inch cock down my throat. "I would say that's a great idea. Riley likes mushrooms," I said.

"I remember," he said, smiling a little at me as he packed a bowl.

I couldn't help but laugh. "So...pretty weird, huh?" I said.

He shrugged casually. "You're not the first 'straight' guy to suck my dick. I was in a frat, and I definitely, uh, opened the eyes of a couple closet cases to new opportunities."

"Heh. Opened their throats, you mean?"

"You know it. Happy to do it for them as long as they don't get any ideas about fucking me," he said.

"Did you, uh, ever fuck any of them?" I asked.

"Nah, never got that far," he said. "You've got a tight little ass, though, so I could probably help you out there."

I rubbed my hand on the back of my neck nervously, watching as Chris took a hit from the bowl. "Yeah, well, I was actually telling Riley this earlier...I know I said that before, but I'm not really into that, I just kind of said it in the heat of the moment, ya know?"

He shrugged again as he exhaled. "Sure, whatever, man." He offered the weed to me, and I took it. Riley emerged from the bathroom in a towel and went into my room to get dressed. As I took a hit, I watched Chris peer down the hall to watch her. "Tell you what, though, I'm gonna fuck your girl there silly all night long, hope you don't have a problem with that." He grabbed at his dick, which had started to tent his boxers a little bit.

I coughed a little, surprised at how straightforward he was being. "Um, yeah, I mean, I guess that's ok..."

He smirked at me. "Thanks, bro. Gonna order the pizzas now, ok?" he said, grabbing his phone. I nodded, biting my lip a little looking at the tent he left in his boxers.

Riley emerged from my bedroom, wearing a loose-fitting red t-shirt and a pair of shorties. Seeing this, I realized she had lied about only having that tight-fitting white tank top to wear before - clearly she had just wanted to wear something that would turn Chris on. I knew I should've been mad, but I realized I didn't care. I couldn't really blame her for wanting to look sexy for him. After all, there was probably a reason I had come out here in my boxer briefs instead of a pair of pajama pants or something.

Riley sat down between us, and we all hung out. The pizza came. We had a surprisingly normal evening together, smoking and eating and watching TV. Chris and Riley definitely cuddled together on the couch in front of me, which felt a little weird. But she would regularly look over at me to make sure I wasn't too upset, and after a while, when she glanced down at my crotch, she would see my hard-on pushing against my underwear and smile. It was very strange, but I was definitely enjoying it.

After dinner, while watching a bad movie, my phone buzzed and I saw I had received an e-mail. I was surprised to find it was from my best friend from high school, Ben. I hadn't talked to him in years, since before college, but we had been really close in our high school days. He was writing to say he was going to be visiting my city for work next weekend. He had seen that I had just moved there on Facebook and wanted to see if we could get drinks or something.

I told Riley and Chris about it. Riley said she'd love to meet him, and Chris suggested that we use the occasion to throw a party. "Yeah, that sounds fun to me," I said. We agreed on next Saturday night, and Chris and Riley said they would invite their friends. I e-mailed Ben back to let him know.

We kept watching the movie. Riley was now completely wrapped up against Chris, her hand under his tank top and rubbing his perfect abs, Chris's hand lightly massaging her breast through her shirt. After a little while, he brought his hand up to the back of her head and nudged her downward. She took his cue and pulled his hard cock out of the slit in his boxers. After no time, she was deepthroating him easily. "Man, I really missed your girl's blowjobs," Chris said to me, leaning back and lazily enjoying Riley's mouth.

I started rubbing my cock through my underwear. "Yeah, she's pretty talented," I said, encouraging them.

Chris reached his hand down and gave Riley's ass a firm squeeze, then a slap. "All right, I think it's time we take this to my bedroom." Riley took his cock out of her mouth and they both stood. "I'll make her scream extra loud so you can hear her through the wall, buddy," he told me. They walked hand in hand to his bedroom.

Before she entered, she looked back at me and smiled. "See you in the morning, baby," she said. I nodded. I still couldn't quite believe all this had happened so fast, but my hard-on was raging and I had no interest in objecting.

I watched a little more TV, then went to my bedroom. Through the wall, I could hear Riley's moans and Chris saying things to her that I couldn't quite make out. I pictured them, their perfect bodies wrapped up together, and started stroking myself. I came listening to one of Riley's multiple orgasms, then turned over and went to sleep, thinking that I could get used to this.

***

I woke up the next morning, feeling very well rested. After stretching out in bed and checking the time, I pressed my ear up against the wall, but there was nothing.

I got out of bed, left my room, and walked down the hallway in my boxer briefs. I saw Chris in the kitchen, shirtless and with his back to me, cooking something on the stove. I stood in the living room for a minute, watching him, allowing myself to enjoy his muscled arms and back.

"Hey," I said finally. "Good morning."

He turned slightly and saw me. "Oh hey, bro, how's it going?"

"Good," I said, and started walking toward him. As I did, I saw that behind the kitchen counter, Riley was there, on her knees, servicing Chris. She was wearing just the red t-shirt she had on the previous night, with nothing else, her "Oh, shit..." I said, surprised.

Riley looked over at me, giving the underside of Chris's cock a long lick before flicking its tip with her tongue. "Hey, babe," she said. "Wanna share?"

"Oh, uh, nah..." I said nervously.

Riley pouted a little but went back to sucking Chris's cock. Chris just kept scrambling his eggs. After a minute, Riley moved up from his cock and started kissing his six-pack abs and flicking his belly-button with her tongue. "God, he has such an amazing body, doesn't he, babe?"

"Mmhmm..." I said, rubbing my hard-on through my underwear. I knew I wasn't going to be able to resist this for much longer. It's okay, though, I thought. I just don't want to get fucked, it's ok for me to suck a little cock...

Chris looked over at me and laughed a little. "Just get over here and get on your knees, you little bitch," he said.

I immediately caved in to my instinct to obey this stud of a man. I dropped to my knees in front of him. Riley smiled and pushed his cock toward my face. I sucked in the tip, lapping it with my tongue, then engulfed the whole thing. Riley started licking his balls, then moved up and we started making out on his cock, each of us sliding our lips up and down on either side of his beautiful dick.

For a little while, Chris barely even responded, just paying attention to what he was cooking on the stove. Then he moved the pan off the heat and said to me, "All right, pussy, you ready to swallow my cum?"

"Mmhmm," I moaned on his cock.

"Tell me. I want to hear you asking for it," he demanded.

"Oh fuck, please shoot your load down my throat, make me your little bitch boy," I whined to him, barely believing I was saying this shit.

Riley moved to the side a little and started fingering herself, watching Chris turn her boyfriend into a submissive cocksucker. I started vigorously bobbing my head up and down on Chris's cock, trying to emulate all the girls who had given me talented blowjobs in the past.

"Fuuuuck yeah, take my cummmm," Chris groaned, and I felt his fat cock pumping shot after shot in my mouth. The first few shots hit the back of my throat, then I let the next couple land on my tongue so I could taste it.

"Mmmm, thank you, sir," I said submissively and smiled up at him.

He pushed me away and returned to his eggs, serving them up on plates for each of us. Riley and I exchanged a glance as I wiped my mouth with my hand.

"Breakfast is served," Chris said, putting plates on the counter. Riley and I sat down. I admired her bare ass and legs on her stool. Chris held his plate and leaned against the counter next to the stove. We all started eating.

"So I'm gonna send an email to my buds after I shower to tell them about the party," Chris said. "Riley, you remember Dan and Alex?"

"Mmm, yeah, of course I do, definitely invite them," Riley said.

They both laughed a little. I looked at them with raised eyebrows. "Uh..." Chris said, "the three of us may have, uh, tag-teamed your girlfriend on a few occasions in college."

"And, uh, the two of them may have continued regularly tag-teaming me senior year while Chris was away," Riley added.

"I didn't know that," Chris said. "Probably could've guessed, though."

Riley giggled, then looked at me. "Those were just my slutty college days, baby," she said comfortingly.

I laughed nervously, feeling like this was moving in a direction I wasn't totally comfortable with. "Yeah, uh, I mean..." I started awkwardly. "...my friend from high school is gonna be at this party and stuff, and I'll probably invite a couple work friends too, plus all the other people the two of you invite...so, can we make sure to, like, keep our, um, situation private?"

"Oh, of course, baby," Riley said, reaching over and touching my arm.

"Yeah, man, we won't do anything you don't want us to do," Chris said. I felt a little uncomfortable that he left himself a bit of a loophole there, but I decided not to press the issue. I'm sure they didn't want to completely humiliate me in front of a bunch of people.

We finished breakfast and carried on with our day - Chris left for the gym, Riley took a shower, then I did. When I walked into my room in my towel, I found Riley sitting up on my bed on her phone, also in just a towel. Her knees were bent and the towel crept up her thigh. She looked up when I walked in, put her phone on the side table, and said, "Oh, hi." She brought her legs down, then pulled the towel open, revealing her tight little body.

"Hi," I said, excited for where this was heading. She curled her finger in a "come here" motion and spread her legs slightly. I dropped my towel on the floor and crawled onto the bed between her legs, my cock hardening. She brought her legs around me and we started making out.

This was great. I wasn't sure she was going to let me do this anymore after everything that had happened. I reached up and squeezed her tit, and she let out a soft moan. My hard cock rubbed up against her flat stomach as she rubbed her hands through my hair. We made out for a while, our hands rubbing all over each other's bodies. I reached between my legs and found her pussy dripping wet. I slipped a finger inside her, then another. Her moans got louder and we started kissing more intensely.

"Oh, baby, please eat me out, I need to feel that tongue of yours," she said. I grinned, then kissed my way down her neck, sucked on each of her tits for a little bit, then continued kissing my way down her stomach.

I spread her legs and took a second to gaze upon her dripping, shaved pussy, then dove in. I flicked her clit several times then pushed my tongue into her vagina. She held her hand to the back of my head, moaning like crazy, begging me to keep going. I happily complied, eating her out for the next twenty minutes or so.

I heard the front door open and close. I realized I had left my bedroom door open, but after all that had happened this weekend, I was unfazed. I flicked my tongue across Riley's pussy with even greater energy as I heard Chris enter the apartment and walk down the hall. Soon I felt Riley's legs trembling and her moans started reaching another level. "Oh fuck, yes, baby, yes yes yessssss," she cried out as she orgasmed. I lapped up her pussy juices enthusiastically.

I turned my head around and saw Chris standing in the doorway, sweaty and wearing a pair of basketball shorts and a muscle shirt. I was on my knees with my face between Riley's legs, my ass up in the air.

"Well done, bro," Chris commended me, "you had her screaming like crazy." I grinned and started to get out from between her legs. "No, no, why don't you go ahead and stay like that," Chris said, rubbing his crotch as he walked into the room toward the bed. He stared openly at my ass with a hungry look in his eyes. "Damn, man, you might just have a nicer ass than your girlfriend." I saw him wink at Riley and she giggled.

"Um, thanks, man, but..." I said. I moved out from between Riley's legs and stood up at the foot of the bed, facing Chris. "Like I said before, I'm not really interested-"

He brought a hand up and pushed me firmly back onto the bed so that I was lying next to Riley, on her left side. He swiftly pulled his shirt over his head and dropped his athletic shorts, revealing a tight pair of boxer briefs that was stretching against his large, erect cock. He then pulled his underwear down, his erection popping forward and sticking straight out in front of him. My dick twitched looking at him.

"Whatever, man," Chris said. "Thanks for getting your girlfriend ready for me." He got on the bed, forcefully spreading Riley's legs before plunging his cock into her unceremoniously. He easily slid right in thanks to how wet I had made her with my tongue. She half-moaned, half-screamed and rubbed her hands on his chest as he started fucking her roughly. I quickly started jerking off lying next to her.

"Play with your boyfriend's ass a little, babe," Chris told Riley as he fucked her. She squealed excitedly and looked over at me.

"What the fuck," I said. I must have looked terrified.

"Shh, baby, it's okay," she said, reaching her left hand down my body, rubbing it along my cock for a second, moving down and massaging my balls, then bringing her fingers down between my legs and pressing up against my ass. I tensed up immediately. "It's okay, just relax, I'm just gonna play with it a little while you watch this stud fuck me. It's okay. Keep stroking yourself."

Chris watched this, the pace of his fucking slowed down but not stopped. "Do what she says, pussy," he ordered me, "or else you can get the fuck out and listen from the couch."

I groaned and kept stroking. Riley lightly moved her fingers on my ass, but she couldn't really reach far enough to do much. "Bring your...unh...knees up and...unh...spread your legs a little, baby," she told me, in between moans. Slowly, nervously, I did as she said. Her middle finger stretched down and pressed at my hole gently.

I let out a slight moan, but said, "I don't know about this..." She pressed further, the tip of her finger pushing very slightly into me. I leaned my head back against the headboard and kept stroking. "Fuuuuuck," I groaned. It felt fucking great. "Ok, ok, just keep teasing the outside a little bit, but that's all," I told her. She smiled, and I lifted my butt up a little and spread my legs to give her better access. Chris smirked at me, then leaned down to suck on one of Riley's tits.

Riley dragged her hand up across my body and put her fingers toward my mouth. Instinctively, I started sucking on her index and middle fingers. I knew where this was headed, and I wasn't sure I wanted to go there, but I figured I could always stop her if I didn't like it.

Once her fingers were adequately lubricated with my saliva, she brought her hand down again between my legs. I lifted my butt up, and she once again pressed her fingers against my hole. With the saliva, she was able to press her middle finger inside me to the first knuckle, then added her index finger. My moans reached a higher pitch and I had to let go of my cock to keep from cumming.

"Mmm, you like that, baby?" Riley asked, breathing heavily.

"Nnnnngghh," was all I could respond with, and she pushed further up to her second knuckles. I couldn't believe how good this felt. She started sliding her fingers in and out of me.