Roomates and Friends

Roommates and Friends

01

After months of sexting in the pre-internet days and never seeing each other, our attraction was cautiously intense. When she met me at the airport the first time, after a cross country flight, I was shocked at how pretty she was considering her casual tomboy approach to everything. Trying to compliment her, I said, "It's not a good idea to start a relationship with a lie." Her reaction was surprising. She blushed, shrugged shoulders with an awkward smile, and with a squeaky voice asked what that meant. I'd stumbled on a problem that would lead to much pain. I said, "You lied about being just average looking. You are

much

prettier than that."

For the first time she whispered, "There are some things to always keep secret." I pretended not to hear that.

She drove me to my hotel in D.C. and I'd asked, as a followup to all the long distance sexting, for boob pictures. Sue casually showed me her tits on simple request the first day we met. It was more a test than a real need to see her tiny A cups. She swore she was shy and modest. That was not her first lie. Neither was her telling me she didn't lie. She was dismissive about her "tiny titties" yet, kissing, petting, nibbling nipples made hours pass. Hers were the only nipples I have ever seen that looked like mushrooms with wide and thick caps. That was the only time I saw them look like that. Fascinating. She left without touching or seeing my stiffness. That felt odd.

My next trip there, I got a motel room and setup a friendly lunch on their small, round table. I turned in time to see her step out of her slacks then strip off her top. She came to the table in just panties. I asked why she stripped. Her indignant answer was, "We're going to go to bed, right?" I could only agree. We ate, stripped, and fucked for the first time. Oral sex was great both ways.

A month later, I took a week off for my next trip, but Sue couldn't get the time off. She asked me to stay in her shared apartment so we could spend nights and a weekend together. Her petite roomie, Mel, was very cute behind her glasses and was curvy and attractive. She avoided me as much as she could.

Starting with the first day, Sue surprised me with her daily, after work habit. She closed her room's door and moved to her eighteenth floor window in one of several similar close buildings. That first day, she was in a conservative outfit: pink jacket; matching, below-the-knee, skirt; pastel blouse with a big bow. Silently staring out the window in a trance, she slipped off the jacket and unbuttoned her blouse. While I tried to reconcile her "shy and modest" comment with her actions, she took off her top and released her bra. Still at the window with dozens of possible voyeurs enjoying the show, she rubbed and scratched her chest and tits until her perfect nipples were stiff and lusty. Was she a closeted exhibitionist?

After a minute plus of rubbing her tits, she dropped her skirt, then her panties. Still facing the open window, she rubbed her bare legs and naked pussy. I didn't know what to say, so I said nothing. My dick swelled and I rubbed it as I watched her perform. She had to know she was staring out an open window and had fans in every building so there was nothing for me to say. She turned sideways showing off her tiny tits and ass in profile. Showing off? As she rubbed her tits, she turned her cute ass to her fans and rubbed it and lifted her cheeks. She spread them, giving a clear view of her pink asshole. Acting unaware of me, she gave a clear, rear view of her swelling pussy. After a long moment she slowly bent to put on panties, shorts and a T-shirt. Then she snapped out of her trance and asked if I were ready to eat with Mel and her boyfriend Mike. With no comment about performing naked for neighbors, I agreed and waited to see if she repeated her show the next day.

Mike was a new dentist and seemed a bit shy. After our meal, Sue wanted some alone time so we went back to her closed room. She took a transparent green robe to the window and striped down to just her transparent green panties there again. The green robe was dual layered and barely covered her ass or pussy, and had no ties or closures. My dick was hard again from watching her strip her panties off and perform again for her fans. Her pretending to be unaffected by exposing herself to unknown strangers didn't stop her pretty pussy from leaking her arousal from rubbing her clit. Away from the window, deep, wet kisses became nipple worship — they felt and tasted wonderful.

Her trimmed and seashell shaped bush was light brown, like her head hair. It tasted of wet arousal. When I spread her swelling labia, the intoxicating aroma filled my lungs as her glistening ambrosia coated my tongue. A red blush climbed from her bush to her jaw and she came quietly on my face and fingers. A satisfied smile conquered her face and we kissed gently as my fingers enjoyed her hot, moist depths. Smiling, she inched her way down to my stiff cock and inhaled it. She made it swell, throb, and fill her mouth with my batter. She swallowed easily. A moment later, she put on her panties and announced that she needed some water. I wondered if swallowing were new to her. Nah. After pulling on her vaporous robe and holding it closed, she dashed out the door leaving it open and me stiff-dicked again in just a T-shirt.

I quickly pulled on my shorts and ran to the door to see if she were exposing herself to her room mate. Meg and Mike were sprawled across the living room floor playing a board game. Monopoly? Mike in just boxers, Mel in a loose and very short robe with her luscious legs fully exposed to her cheeks in sexy boy-shorts. Sue leapt over the board like a gazelle. Her long, sexy, bare legs spread wide in mid air. I could easily see her pussy through her gossamer panties with obvious nipples bouncing above, so Mike had a great view from below. My cock stiffened again. Her slow motion leap ended when she landed on some plastic pieces. Her foot slid out and she rolled to land on her back next to their board.

She froze a moment, knees up and apart, robe fully open on the floor, with all of us staring at her fully exposed tits and thinly veiled pussy. When she started laughing while we determined that she was unhurt, at least Mike and I stared at her barely covered, still swollen pussy, and dancing bare nipples. She covered only her face for a moment before getting up, apologizing, and finally closing her robe as she went to the kitchen. Had she exposed herself to Mike before so she was very slow to cover up? Was there a casual dress code I didn't know about? She half filled a glass, then took a small sip before spilling out the rest. So she didn't need water so urgently. Returning slowly around the board, she held her robe tightly, her panties and pussy nearly fully exposed. We didn't talk about it, yet I never forgot.

The next day, after work, I was fully aroused thinking about her performing at the window again. She arrived in a white blouse and black skirt. Again, she went to the window before stripping off her top and bra. I waited as she rubbed her tits for her viewers. She slowly dropped her skirt, then slowly bent to pick it up. Trying to fit in with her "hobby," I stripped naked and got behind her at the window showing off my stiffness and expecting to ramp up her performance by letting the voyeurs watch me fuck her to orgasm. I slid her panties off and she turned on me in disgust. "What are you doing?" was her only response. She left me naked at the window, exited the bedroom then pulled on shorts and put on a T-shirt

after

she entered the living room. This is not the act of a modest person unless she was involved sexually with her room mate and fiancé. I can't be sure if Mel saw me naked as I closed the door. My angry cock surged at the thought and I considered confronting Sue naked in front of Mel. I wasn't that bold and too shy.

The confrontation passed silently. When I came out mostly dressed, Mel became shy and went to her room. Maybe she did see me or was she just giving us privacy to settle a problem? Sue was fuming, yet refused to explain. It would be a long while before I figured out what embarrassed her and what she enjoyed.

Mel took quick showers at 08:00 every morning. Sue was still angry the next day and made sure to wake me with her work prep. I watched in silence as she dressed in a loose tank top and short skirt — no underclothes. I had to wonder if she intended to flash her goods at work too. She left in silence except for a loud door slam.

Since I was up, I headed for the toilet at 08:10, a minute after hearing the shower turn off. I entered in a daze and caught Mel as she hung her towel — totally naked. She couldn't hear me right away with her blow dryer screaming so I had the pleasure of watching her surprising tits and cute ass dance. My rising dick was obvious to any who looked at my boxers — she didn't. The warm bathroom light and the remaining fine shower mist formed a pale gold aura around her and made her even more desirable. When she finally noticed me, she screeched and turned toward me, palms down and out. As her mouth flapped without words, I had a full frontal view of her shapely, sexy body. "Wh-h-hat are you doing in here? Oh, I see," she said as she stared at my tented shorts. She covered her tits and dense black bush.

"I was just coming to use the toilet since Sue woke me. But it's only fair to catch you like this since you and Mike had a long look at Sue naked. You must have seen her nude before and I'm guessing Mike has also. You also saw me naked, yesterday in her room. I must say, you are a positively pleasant surprise. You are one of the lucky ones who look so much better naked than in anything I've seen you in. Your jeans, shorts, and bikinis give you a muffin top and make your thighs look out of proportion. Yet, naked your slim waist looks perfect and your toned thighs fit your size beautifully. Your tits look bigger and firmer nude. Let me see them again?"

"No Al. You should leave. Though Mike and I have an open arrangement, we set a time to be with others while the other of us watches, so you are not going to fuck me no matter what Sue says. And you weren't naked since you had a T-shirt on!"

"Oh, so she told you we have the same agreement? Did she tell you it only includes oral both ways, fingers in

any

hole, alone or not? We draw the line at Frenching and fucking. Since our partners are OK with so much, turn and show me your cute ass. You owe me since you've both seen Sue."

"I don't OWE you anything, Al. But I agree it's only fair." She dropped her hands then turned to show me her rear. Her grin filled the mirror.

"That's beautiful, Mel. Your ass has a natural pear shape and is firm. May I touch it since both spouses are OK with touching?" Her cheeks clenched as she turned her head to me. After a short delay she agreed and I knelt behind her before my fingers gently scanned each cheek. "I like a light touch at first, then building to firm squeezers and shifting. Here's hoping you do too." Lifting and squeezing a new ass is as fun as watching it rebound. I ran my hands down her short, toned thighs (back and front). "I see zero cellulite, though even thin people have some. Beautiful. Bend forward and grab the tub as you push your ass toward me." She resisted a bit. "Still just touching glutes. Spread your legs wider for me. Relax these beautiful cheeks?"

We both knew that leaning forward like that would expose a rear view of her swelling bald lips. Wish granted, her pussy glistened and her lips were puffy already. As I lightly scratched her smooth ass, I spread her cheeks and stared at her wrinkled hole. "Hey. What are you doing back there?" she called out.

"Still adoring this beautiful ass. Does Mike play back here with fingers, mouth, or cock? I'm going to get closer. Relax your round muscle for me." That wasn't a question. My cock had escaped my boxers and itched, but she didn't know that yet. After gently rubbing a finger across her rear hole, I noted that it stayed partially open. I rubbed it again, "Oh, I see he

has

been back here. Or might it have been a stranger?" She didn't deny it. My nose rubbed straight up her crack and inhaled her odor. Expecting it to be neutral or musky, I wasn't disappointed. She sighed. Holding her cheeks apart, I licked her still pink hole and savored the rich musk taste. She sighed again. "It looks like you enjoy ass play. Let's expand on that." I pushed my tongue tip into her open rear hole and firmly licked her sphincter. As I did, I slid two fingers into her wet front hole. She lurched away, but I pulled her back on my face by her pussy.

"Ohh, I don't think we should be doing that, at least without Mike here," she moaned. As I slowly stroked her swollen pussy, her moans got louder and deeper. She looked back and saw my cock exposed, prepuce pulled back.

"Fingers and mouth only, as we are permitted." Her turn gave me a better and longer view of her heavy, swinging tits and stiff nipples. "Your hanging tits are beautiful too. Oral includes nipples, so I'll be nibbling on them soon." I parked my nose against her rear hole and sucked my pussy-dipped fingers for the sweet-tart bounty they had collected. After pushing my fingers deeply into her hot pussy, I used my rock-and-roll trick to also tease her clit to appear. Thick and pearly, it tasted of her tangy pussy. She came for me in a minute. Her breathing and heart raced as she shuddered and her knees folded. I held her knees up and put her smoking ass on my shoulder until she could balance again.

"Well, t-t-that's new. Are we done now?"

"We are just starting. I hope to make you cum four more times before we leave this room. At least once by ass with fingers and maybe my cock. Anal isn't intercourse. Does Mike know how to make your G spot scream and do you know how to milk his prostate?" We both knew I was hedging about the anal fucking.

"He's never found my G, but I have milked him. Why?"

"Well, Mel, do you want to cum by your G next or by your ass? Either is fine. I better cum soon so I can keep resisting fucking your cock sleeve. When I turn you around, you can show me how well you can milk me." She twisted her ass away, but I pulled it back and licked her round muscle to keep her bent over. "G spot it is. Getting it from the rear is harder to control. Getting to it from inside the rear is impossible in most women. I have to try." After smelling and licking one of my soaked fingers, I wiggled the other into her ass. She barely resisted. After several strokes rubbing her rear nerves, she came again. Her ass clamped firmly on my finger — several times. Gasping, she braced against the tub again, but quickly recovered.

"I see why Sue is crazy about you. I rarely cum from anal play alone. You aren't planning to fuck my ass now? It isn't ready for you."

With my finger still deep in her ass, I said, "No. Not yet. I'm going to try teasing your G from both sides. Turn and face me." She turned with no resistance, putting her thick bush and bald lips in my face. "Maybe we should take this to your bed. When you come from your G, you may have less control and lose your balance. Bring a towel in case you squirt." Still kneeling, I combed her dense pubes. Her rich hair was sparse yet with thick hairs. Her cum coated every tree and I licked most of them.

Moaning she said, "Y-y-you really think I'll react that strongly. I don't squirt, but I'll bring one." We moved to her room, laughing at the way my stiff cock lurched from side to side. She held my cock the last half of the way, then pushed my boxers off at her bed. "Careful with that cannon." After cuming twice, she was casually comfortable being naked with me.

Mel climbed on the bed on her back and I climbed between her sexy legs. Her wet and swollen pussy called to my cock. As I adjusted my position, my cock found her pussy and parked in her lips like a frank in a bun. We both gasped and I enjoyed the intense heat. "Nothing would be more natural than to slide my cock into you, but I won't break our compacts. Maybe this is the best time for you to show me how you milk a prostate and take the edge off?" She looked at the clear drop growing on my bishop and agreed. As we swapped positions, I lifted a tempting tit to my mouth and sucked then bit a tall nipple. She groaned.

With me on top in "69," she stared up close at my seven inches of hardness having never seen a prepuce before. "Does this hurt to stretch and slide it back?" I explained that it doesn't unless she gets too aggressive or pulls on the frenulum too much. When she squeezed and worked my cock she made my clear drop of Cowper's triple in size. "That doesn't look like cum."

"It's not and doesn't taste like cum. You've tasted your own cum? It's sweeter and less tangy than that. Haven't you licked Mike's Cowper's? Taste, it you'll like it." I spread her swollen wet labia and studied her inside pretty pink.

She looked at me with doubt. Holding and staring at my cock, she asked, "This isn't unique to uncut dicks?"

This will be fun. I love teaching. "No 'Cowper's' refers to the Cowper's glands, that produce a pre-ejaculate fluid that helps to lubricate the urethra and neutralize any acidic urine residue during sexual arousal." With that, she kissed my balls before licking my Cowper's and stiff cock. She got most of me in her mouth before she slid a wet finger in my ass. While staring at my bishop's eye, she wiggled a finger in me. It just took her a minute to find and milk my prostate which she timed with pushing my bishop into her throat. My hips convulsed, my pointed tongue poked into her open pussy as I felt the heat and pressure of her throat. I felt her smile around my cock as I directly filled her belly with multiple spurts. Once I stopped shaking, she milked my cock for residual cum and rubbed it on her hard nipples. My tongue circled her stiff clit before I nibbled on it and made her cum with me. She squirted lightly on my face. I didn't tell her.

"Why don't I leave s-s-some of your cum for Sue and Mike to lick off my nipples?" she said as she turned. With a finger in her soaked pussy, she leaned on me and fell asleep saying, "I didn't get much sleep. Let's have lunch when we wake?"

"Certainly. A box lunch will be great."

We woke late afternoon and had lunch — each other. Still sweaty, we had food lunch. "Mel, should we shower before our mates arrive from work? We have to tell them about our intense day."

She grabbed my cock and stroked it as she said, "No need. When they see us naked together and taste your cum on my tits, I think they'll figure it out. Ohh, I have an idea." She bent and kissed my bishop before sucking it in to tease it to stiffness. Picking up her wall phone, she dialed a friend. "Hi Pat . . . Yes . . . About six and bring your video camera. It's time to make another sex tape. Uh huh. See you then."

"Sex tape? Mel, what are you up to?"

"Pat has filmed most of our intimate encounters. Don't you want to replay our sex when you get home? Pat is great at getting unedited footage." We went back to bed. "Al, I'm going to edge you to save the best cum shots for later." While I made her cum on my face and fingers several more times, she prevented me from cuming. I wasn't sure I wanted another guy watching me bang his friend and Sue with Mike. Sue's and Mike's reactions were not guaranteed.

At five-forty the doorbell rang. Mel ran naked and threw the door open. After some noisy greetings, Mel brought her friend Pat to the bedroom where I was still stark naked on the sheets. Pat was a hot woman with a big Hi-8 video camera. Dressed in tiny shorts and a ribbed shirt, Pat left little covered. Her muscular legs looked great (even better around my neck). The shirt accentuated her modest C cups and thick nipples. My cock surged as it too knew it would enjoy watching her moves.