Our hero is human after all, it seems, but only barely. Let's see if he can be saved from the clutches of the Evil Room Mate. Well, maybe she's not really evil, but only a profound threat. Keep those comments coming -- I appreciate them.
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Brian laughed at me. "Well," he said. "You look Well-Fucked. Are you? Which one?"
"We need to talk," I said. "I have an offer you can't refuse."
"OK. What's up?"
I gave him the 30-second version of Kim's almost-rape, and a slightly shorter version of my almost-fucking of Cindy. He laughed.
"I told you you'd be tested. She must be quite the package."
"Brian, I need help," I said, with desperation. "I don't know that I can hold out if she comes at me again."
"So, fuck her," His answer was simple. "She wants it bad, you think she would be a killer fuck. So fuck her."
"I can't do that to Kim."
"So what am I supposed to do about it?"
"I want to set up a double date. Kim and me, Cindy and you."
Now Brian really laughed. "You think she'd have the least interest in me?"
"I don't know. How big is your dick?"
He stood and hitched up his pants, sniffed, and wiped the underside of his nose with the back of his hand. "Well," he said in an exaggerated drawl. "At the County Fair, Ah'm known fer entering the three-legged race all by mah self!"
"Good enough," I said, hoping that he wasn't exaggerating too much, and that this crazy idea would work.
It was an easy argument to make to Kim. In fact, she loved the idea. "Cindy's been lonely, I know. She's appreciated the time she's spent with you as a friend. But secretly, I think she's horny." Little did Kim know.
We set a date for a Saturday afternoon when neither Kim nor Cindy had practice or rehearsal. The three of them decided we needed to go bowling. I didn't need to go bowling, but I needed to be a good sport.
I bowled a 29. 29. Not possible, you say? Oh, yes it is. I proved it. But more importantly, we all had a good time, and Brian and Cindy seemed to hit it off.
After bowling, we went out for a pizza, and had lots of laughs. Many were at my expense, being the expert bowler I had just demonstrated that I was. During dinner, I noticed Cindy and Brian holding hands under the table. I was starting to feel optimistic.
After dinner, Cindy suggested that she and Brian take a walk. It was after dark on a warm fall night in Durham. Brian readily agreed.
"Don't wait up for us!" Cindy said. Brian momentarily looked stunned, but recovered to take her arm and lead her away.
"Could I interest you in some recreational activity in my room?" I said, nose to nose with the woman I loved.
Our noses being too far apart, she closed the gap and kissed me tenderly. "You certainly could!"
Once in my room, after I had put on some soft music, we were almost instantly a tangle of naked legs and arms on my bed. Chances like this were few and far between, and our pent-up sexuality ignited and burned brightly. Tongues, fingers, hands explored. Nipples were erected and sucked, pussy eaten, cock licked, sucked, and swallowed. The preliminaries were long, exciting, and delightful.
"Make love to me, Dave," Kim said, looking up at me as my penis just barely penetrated her. Not even my entire head was inserted. "Love me tenderly, and sweetly tonight, please. I need to know you love me." Her eyes shone. Mine misted as I filled with love for this girl. This woman.
Her pristine body lay below me, as I pushed up on straight arms. I gazed at the perfect breasts, the wonderful, slim tummy with just the hint of ab muscles showing, of the flare to slim hips, trimmed pubic hair, and pussy lips where my cock was poised. The long legs wrapped around me.
"I am always happy to make love to my woman any way she wants, any time she wants," And with that, looking into her eyes, I pushed forward and entered her. She gasped, closed her eyes, and took me by the butt to pull me in all the way.
"Make me your woman, Dave," she said. "I love you more than I can say."
"Then show me, my love. Show me your love."
And that's what we did. Slowly, with great tenderness, we rocked the evening away, giving each other our love, showing each other with our bodies, without words. Lovemaking like that is just the best. Unhurried, fully in-the-moment, where you seem to be outside of time, at one with the universe and each other.
I admit to being a huge fan of the missionary position. I love to feel legs wrapped around me, feel hands running up and down my back, feel hands pulling at my butt, elevate to look at the body beneath me, see my cock move in and out, feel ankles hook behind my knees, feel only genitals touching, and control that sensation, feel body melt into body from head to toe, hold on tight with arms around the back, put arms straight down to grab ass cheeks to help thrust, feel legs spread wide to take a pounding, which, in the missionary position, is easy and fun to give, feel in complete control when an orgasm approaches, and to give seed and love from above, controlling depth of penetration at the time of release. In short, missionary fucking is the best.
There was no pounding tonight. Not even fucking. Just slow, luxurious, erotic, sensitive lovemaking. As I approached climax, I wanted to look at her; see her respond to taking my sperm. But I would make no demands on her. And so we came. I watched her arch a little and climax with me as she felt my penis expand and explode, as she felt my hot seed fill her. She was so beautiful. As I contracted over and over, I whispered my love for her over and over, looking at her sweet face and her wonderful body. I filled with love as I filled her with cum. A tear formed. She saw, wiped it with a thumb, and pulled me down close in a melt-all-the-way hug. I was still spurting. She gave a shudder as her climax peaked, but she didn't let go.
Brian was embarrassed when he barged in the door later to find two probably naked people asleep in my bed under the covers.
"Oh, sorry!" He said. He started to back out.
"It's OK," I said. "As long as we can stay under the covers."
Then I took a good look at him. I nudged Kim "Take a look at what the cat dragged in."
Kim looked, and we both laughed.
"I'm going to take a shower," He mumbled. "Be presentable when I get back." Grabbing his towel from the rack behind the door, he took a pair of shorts and a shirt, and slammed the door behind him.
We giggled almost uncontrollably. "Well," I said. "I think you'll find that your roommate got some relief."
"Yes," she said. "And I am relieved that it wasn't with you."
"With me?"
"Dave, girls talk," she said, in a lecturing tone. "And we're observant. Why do you think I was so excited about your idea of fixing those two up? First of all, Cindy confessed what she tried to do, and how it almost worked. Second, you were obviously hiding something. You are so transparent."
"I feel terrible," I said. "I almost betrayed your every trust."
"Yes. Almost," But she moved in to kiss me. "Then, when the chips were down and everything was at stake, you held true, even when I was behaving so badly." She kissed me again, blue eyes misty. "You really do love me, don't you?"
"I'm sorry if I ever give you any reason to doubt it. Kim, it was really hard to find the words, but I finally did, and I practice them as much as I can. But know this: words aside, the feeling is there. Deeper, richer, and more beautiful than I ever imagined love being. And it's all for you."
"And what about Cindy?" She was teasing now.
"You're teasing me. But I'll be honest. No one but you has ever shown me any interest, until she did. And you have to admit that she is quite the package. Hair, face, body, and those eyes. To have that come at you full-force, like she did to me, is really hard to resist. But in the end, it was the little head trying to talk the big head into caring only about satisfying a hormone rush. Fortunately, the big head won out."
"But it wasn't easy," she said, looking at me closely.
"In the moment, no," I said. "But tell me, when Trey pulled out his cock, and had you helpless against the wall, tell me that you weren't the least little bit excited." I looked at her closely in return. "Be honest."
She looked away, thoughtful. "In the moment, I felt really betrayed and violated. I was in a total rage. But if truth be known, I was a little excited. But only the tiniest bit."
I moved in close. "Does that mean I should tie you up next time?"
"Mmm. Maybe. When is next time?"
"I don't know," I moaned. But then brightened. "If this is going as well as I think it is, our roomies will be as eager to have privacy as we are! I hadn't thought of that!"
"I had," she said simply, and with complete one-upmanship. "Walk me home."
