My name is Carl. I met my wife Bethany when she was dating my roommate Ben in college. Ben and I had a small two-bedroom apartment near the campus in our senior year. Ben was more of a bad boy and party animal, while I was more reserved. I did my fair share of partying, but nowhere near as much as my roommate. Ben is 6'5" and played on the defensive line in high school and a couple of years in college until injuries took their toll. Women were naturally attracted to a big, strong, handsome guy who could show them a good time even though they knew he'd probably love 'em and leave 'em.
He seemed to have a new girlfriend every couple of weeks in our first three years at college while I was more of the type to seek longer-term relationships. Don't get me wrong, I wasn't opposed to having a one-night stand, especially during a dry spell, but I preferred having some emotional attachment to the woman I was sleeping with. Unlike Ben, I was a computer geek looking for a career in IT. I was an okay athlete but not on the same level as Ben. I jogged and lifted some weights but my roommate was still bigger and stronger.
Things changed in our senior year when Ben met Bethany. She was the first serious relationship Ben had in college. Beth is a naturally beautiful woman, tall at 5'9" with long auburn hair and big brown eyes. Her breasts are proportional to her body type, I'm guessing they're C cups and her firm heart-shaped ass is stunning. She was a volleyball player in high school with long, lovely, athletic legs. Frankly, I was jealous that he had such a beautiful girlfriend. To me, he didn't deserve her because he was probably going to end up cheating on her at some point which I thought would be a shame.
The longer they dated, the more Beth was around the apartment. She and Ben had quite an active sex life and they seemed to enjoy being at our apartment more than hers. I was often out on my own and they had more privacy at our place. However, that wasn't always the case and they would fuck a lot. Sometimes I'd have to turn the TV up louder to tune out the moans and groans coming from Ben's room. There was only a thin wall separating my bedroom from Ben's and I heard everything if they were going at it late at night or early in the morning.
His bed had a rhythmic squeak when they had sex and if he was fucking her hard enough, the headboard of his bed would bang against the wall. Beth was very vocal while having sex and she would beg Ben to fuck her harder. I could hear their skin slapping together if they were going at it especially hard.
She left no doubt when she was cumming either. She would announce it just before she orgasmed. Ben tended to follow her lead and tell Beth what a great cocksucker she was or tell her how hot her pussy felt. Apparently, Beth wasn't averse to anal sex on occasion either. I could hear her asking Ben to use more lube or him telling her what a tight ass she had.
While they would be fucking in the next room, I would often take matters into my own hands and jerk off. I would fantasize about fucking Beth and shooting my load into or on her.
When Beth wasn't around, Ben would brag to me that he was having the best sex ever. He would tell me how she seemed to be constantly horny and loved to fuck. She enjoyed sucking his dick too and loved to swallow his load or let him spray it on her face. Ben liked to brag about his conquests but I think he might have realized I had a crush on his girlfriend and it was his way of torturing me by sharing the details of his sexual prowess while with Beth.
There were times when Beth and I would be alone in the apartment. Sometimes it was early in the morning after she spent the night and Ben had a class or slept in. He had an evening class on Tuesdays and Thursdays and sometimes Beth would be there when he got home. Other times, we'd be sitting around the apartment watching a movie or sports while drinking and taking hits off the bong or smoking a joint. If Ben went to bed before us, Beth and I would stay up and just talk.
It didn't take long to realize that not only was Beth gorgeous with a smile that would light up a room, but she was a smart, enchanting lady. When Ben wasn't around, we'd have some of the best conversations. We'd talk about our dream job after college, our crazy families, current events, and anything else that came up in our lives. I think I knew her better than Ben. It's easy to see how and why I developed a crush on my roommate's girlfriend. Not only was she beautiful but we liked being around each other.
I was shocked that they were still dating after a couple of months. It was Ben's longest relationship that I knew of. The more Beth was around, the more comfortable she was in our apartment so she stopped worrying about the way she was dressed. On some mornings when we were all trying to get into the bathroom to get ready for class, I would see her in the hallway in just her bra and panties. She didn't seem to think anything of it but, damn, I certainly took notice, especially if she was wearing a thong. Fuck, she had a nice ass.
Beth usually slept in an oversized V-neck t-shirt so it was common to see her wearing it early in the morning or late at night. She never wore a bra when wearing a t-shirt and her dark nipples of hers were always faintly visible. I had to keep reminding myself not to stare at her chest. She was more casual about the way she sat so I got plenty of looks at her panties too. I had to be conscious of how excited I'd get so I didn't embarrass myself with a noticeable erection. There were plenty of times, I had to sit with a pillow on my lap to conceal my hard-on.
Seeing Beth in various stages of dressing casually gave me further fodder when I would jerk off while they were fucking or even when they weren't. If I was seeing someone, I would sometimes close my eyes and pretend I was fucking Beth.
Between our long casual conversations on life in general and seeing parts of Beth's sensuous body, I thought I was falling in love with her. She was off limits though seeing she was my best friend's and roommate's girlfriend. I figured Ben would fuck up the relationship at some point and all I had to do was bide my time until I could ask Beth out.
While waiting for Ben to fuck things up with Beth, they continued their very active sex life. They would have sex before class, after class, at night, in the morning, and sometimes multiple times in a session. If nothing else, they had an undeniable sexual compatibility.
One night, I went to class only to find out it had been canceled. I figured I'd go home, pound some beers, and watch the football game. When I opened the door to the apartment, I saw Ben fucking Beth on the sofa. Her legs were spread wide and I saw his big dick pounding into her bald pussy. Her lovely tits were flopping around as he kept plunging his dick into her. I was stunned, to say the least. It was also the most erotic thing I had ever seen. I heard them fucking too many times to count but to see it was unreal. I was so surprised I was frozen in place. I knew I should leave but my brain wouldn't let me.
They were fucking so hard, they didn't even notice me standing there as Beth was loudly telling Ben to, "Fuck me. Oh yeah, fuck me hard. I'm almost there. Fuck me, Fuck me. Oh god, yes."
As she started to cum, Ben said, "I'm right there too, babe. Fuck yeah. Your pussy is so hot."
After I watched them both orgasm, I started to back out the door when Beth saw me and shouted, "Oh, my god."
Ben turned and saw me and all I could say was, "Uh, I, I, I'm sorry. My class got canceled."
The thing is, they didn't scramble to cover up. Ben pulled his cum covered dick out of Beth, giving me an unimpeded view of her well fucked pusy and her tits. She got up to go to the bathroom giving me a clear view of her bare ass. I was dumbfounded and speechless as my eyes followed her wiggling ass and bouncing tits down the hall.
"I'm sorry, Ben. You guys caught me off guard."
"Yeah, you caught us off guard too. We didn't expect you back so soon. It's okay, don't worry about it. It was pretty cool to get caught like that. Beth's pretty hot, huh?"
"She's very hot. Don't fuck this up, she's a great girl."
When Beth came back wearing her t-shirt and panties, Ben left to use the bathroom. Things were a little awkward being alone with Beth but I apologized.
"I'm sorry, Beth."
"It's alright, Carl. Let's just pretend it didn't happen."
"Sure thing. It never happened."
It wasn't that easy though. I couldn't get the thought of seeing Ben fucking Beth out of my mind. I looked at her differently after seeing her with her legs spread and fucking my roommate. Seeing her naked body afterward was just icing on the cake. It made me want her even more. It might have been wishful thinking but I thought I noticed Beth looking at me differently too.
We shared an embarrassing moment and it brought us closer together. In our private conversations, we revealed more about the fears and insecurities we had. It seemed to bring us closer together on an emotional basis. I loved having Beth around and would look forward to seeing her.
My crush on Beth was becoming more obvious to the point that Ben asked me about it. Of course, I denied any feelings for her but he knew I was bullshitting but didn't press the subject. He started to do things to show me that Beth was his girlfriend, not mine, in what appeared to show me he was the Alpha male. Ben would start to make out with Beth in front of me more often and grope her tits and ass. She would playfully brush his hands aside but wasn't angry.
He stepped up his actions by sometimes lifting her shirt to expose her breasts and saying, "She's got great tits, doesn't she, Carl?"
"They're lovely," I'd reply, giving her a knowing smile.
Beth would struggle a little bit but she knew she was no match for Ben's strength. I thought she might have even liked it. He'd pull her pants and underwear down at times too. I felt bad for Beth but I was still going to look at her pussy and firm ass. It was kind of mean of Ben to do that to Beth but it fits in with his bad boy image that women seemed to love also. Ben even had some naked pictures of Beth that he'd show me. She was fucking gorgeous and too good for him.
One night, I went to my room to work on a paper that was due while Ben and Bethany were watching a movie in the living room. It was late, and I came out to fill my water bottle before bed. Our small kitchen overlooked the living room and when I looked in the living room, the only light was coming from the TV. I stopped in my tracks when I saw Beth on her knees with her shirt off, giving Ben a blow job. She was devouring his dick as he played with her luscious tits.
When Ben saw me, he brought his index finger up to his lips indicating I should be quiet. I assumed he was okay with me watching his girlfriend giving him a blow job. I stood there with a hard-on watching as Beth's head bobbed in his lap. Fuck, I wish it was me she was blowing.
Ben seemed to want to give me a play-by-play when he started saying things like, "Oh yeah, honey, suck my dick. Oh, I love it when you use your tongue like that. You're the best cocksucker I've ever met."
I stood off in the shadows watching as Beth deep-throated Ben's dick hoping she wouldn't look up and see me. Ben kept looking over his shoulder at me with a big grin on his face. He was proud that I saw him getting a blow job from his beautiful girlfriend. He knew I was envious and I think that made it more pleasurable for him. I didn't care what his motives were because I was fully enjoying being a voyeur, looking at Beth's lips engulfing the dick in front of her, and gazing at her lovely tits and ass. Her soft moans made it obvious she was enjoying herself too. Enthusiasm makes a good blow job a great one.
After a few minutes, I heard Ben announce, "I'm gonna cum, babe. Oh yes, oh yes, here it cums. He thrust his hips upwards while holding onto Beth's head, groaned loudly, and shot his jizz into her mouth. I watched closely as she swallowed it all and squeezed every last drop out of his shrinking dick.
I beat a hasty retreat to my room so she wouldn't see me before she lifted her head. After witnessing a sensuous slutty blow job like that, I had to jerk off while fantasizing it was Bethany's lips around my cock rather than my fist. I would have given anything to feel her lips on my dick or to fuck her but that didn't seem to be in the cards.
Like any couple, Ben and Bethany had their share of arguments. I came home from class one night after they had been seeing each other for seven or eight months and they were in the middle of a fierce one. I just about ran to my room and closed the door but I could still hear her screaming at him.
