Roommates Corruption

Erica threw her keys onto the table in the foyer and closed the front door behind her. The long day at work had left her with a buzzing headache. Well, it wasn't really a headache, it was more of a... Well, a buzzing. Erica wasn't sure exactly how to describe it, but she felt that some Tylenol would probably help. The sound of the door closing alerted Erica's roommate, Beth, that she was home; the clattering of the pills then told Erica that Beth was in the kitchen.

"Man, you looked zoned. What the hell did they do to

you

at work today?" Beth came around the corner wearing nothing but a t-shirt; her pierced nipples were poking through the thin fabric and her legs and bare pussy were on full display. Beth rarely wore much of anything at home in stark contrast to Erica, who was usually fully dressed; she rarely changed out of her work clothes, and even if they were just lounging on the couch during the weekend Erica would don sweatpants and a hoodie. Erica and Beth had met each other as roommates in college about five years ago. They both graduated with degrees in communication, which eventually landed them a high paying secretary position for two different CEOs at competing companies. Even though they were more than qualified, they teased each other about only getting jobs because of their looks. Beth was tall with an athletic build -- perfectly round ass, long slim legs, petite waist, and slightly larger than average tits -- while Erica was shorter with a slightly goth bimbo look -- long dark hair, huge tits and hips with a tight waist and stomach.

"I've had this weird headache for most of the day. Honestly, I can't even remember if work was good or not, I feel like I've spent most of my time trying to get this head buzzing to go away." Erica rubbed her temples to emphasize her point.

"Damn, did you really drink enough last night to stay hungover until 4pm?" Erica had gone on a date the night before and didn't get home until late.

"No, I didn't even have a single drink..." Erica replied earnestly, "It's not even really a headache. I mean - it's not painful. At least not like a hangover. It's just this... buzzing in my head. Almost like I'm tipsy, but worse. I think I'm just going to go lay down and sleep it off." Erica took one last glance at her scantily clad roommate (she couldn't help but glimpse down between Beth's legs) before walking out of the kitchen and up the stairs.

Erica reached her bedroom, stripped completely naked and flopped onto her bead. She could not figure out exactly what her head felt like. If it wasn't a headache, then what was it? She'd been drinking plenty of water all day, she wasn't particularly stressed, she had told the truth to Beth about not drinking the night before, and she definitely wasn't drinking while at work. She laid in bed anticipating sleep to take her instantly. Instead, her mind raced through all the possible reasons she could have brain buzz. Was it the effect of some kind of drug? Was it just residual car sickness? When did it start? Erica couldn't really remember. Despite her desperation to sleep, she could not shut her brain down; her inner monologue not even taking a breath. Even driving home from work, she could barely focus on the road because her brain was racing. It was... well buzzing.

As Erica thought about her car ride, her mind naturally drifted to getting home, and then, as if by some kind of slight force, it rested on Beth. Beth had only been wearing a t-shirt when she greeted Erica. Beth made no intention of covering herself in front of Erica. Why wasn't she wearing more clothes?

No, that's not the unusual part

, Erica thought to herself.

Beth

never

wore clothes.

Erica's inability to push the image of her best friend out of her head was the unusual part. Not only that, but the image was somehow intoxicating. The thought of being able to see Beth's pussy. Beth's

tight

little pussy. Erica's newfound infatuation with her friend's genitals abruptly concerned her.

I mean, I've always been somewhat attracted to girls... Haven't I?

Erica wasn't really sure. There was one time in college that she was dared to kiss another girl. She had liked that hadn't she? I mean, of course at the time it was repulsive -- she had really only done it to get the attention of the guy she liked -- but remembering back, it definitely aroused her now.

Her mind was pulled back to Beth yet again. Beth's body. Beth's pussy. It had just been out in the open, for the entire world to look at it. Well, not really; it was only in their private house. The only person able to see it was Erica, and that hardly meant anything.

But what if it

was

out in the open for everyone to see?

Erica suddenly noticed her finger on her clit. It surprised her -- the last time she had masturbated was years ago. If she wanted sex, she usually just went looking for it; her tits and physique made that search quite easy. But now she noticed that she was wet. Like

really

wet.

Did thinking about Beth's pussy really get me this turned on?

As her thoughts again gravitated towards Beth's genitalia, Erica couldn't help but to slide her middle finger deep into her cunt. As Erica's own finger brushed against her G-spot she let out a soft moan.

Fuuuuck.

What was it about Beth's vagina that got Erica going so bad? It was the presentation. Beth was practically ready for sex as they spoke. She seemed so easy. So...

slutty. Damn, I wish I showed my body off with the same amount of confidence.

Erica thought about it -- showing up to work dressed up as a complete skank, teasing all the men at her office.

She was furiously rubbing her pussy now; her thumb was viscously stimulating her clit while her middle and index finger pumped slow and hard in and out of her vagina. She imagined strutting into her office with only a suit jacket, pencil skirt, and stilettos. Of course, she would tease anyone at reception by pulling her suit jacket apart to reveal her cleavage and lack of bra. During meetings she would frequently uncross and recross her legs, just to make sure anyone looking could get a magnificent view of her pussy.

Just like Beth's.

As her pussy tightened in response to her fingers' continuous edging, Erica couldn't help but to give in to her mind's gravitation toward her roommate. Although she was initially hesitant, Erica allowed her fantasy to move forward. At first, she was only comfortable imagining cuddling up to Beth. While squeezing each other tight maybe Beth's bare pussy coincidentally rubs up on Erica's leg. But as she continued to edge herself, her mind's gravitational attraction toward Beth strengthened, and she couldn't help but imagine the feel of Beth's pussy on her fingers.

What would it feel like to press my fingers into someone else's pussy? What would it... taste like?

Erica wanted to be repulsed by the idea, but as the thought of giving oral to her friend locked onto her mind like a magnet, her pussy clenched --

hard

-- sending a jolt of ecstasy up her body.

"Ooooohhhh Goooood...." Erica couldn't help but to moan aloud at the pleasure. Her non-occupied hand found her nipple while her other hand began feverishly rubbing all around her vulva. Erica couldn't help it now -- she was face full of Beth's cunt, tongue flicking in and out of her sweet hole. As she compulsorily imagined Beth grabbing the back of her head and shoving Erica's face deeper into her tight pussy, Erica's own pussy erupted with pleasure.

"Hoooolllyyy shiiiiiittt!" Erica covered her mouth for fear of alerting the

real

Beth of her current venture. As her orgasm continued to swell for what seemed like minutes her leg began to tremble. She had to bite her hand to avoid screaming from pleasure, but the pain only sent her into a second wave of ecstasy. After what felt like an eternity, Erica's orgasm began to subside behind muffled moaning. Erica's jaw released her hand and she panted for air. Her body was glistening in a layer of sweat and her sheets were soaked from her pussy's reaction to the orgasm.

Well, that sure was fucking weird.

Erica laid in her own sweat and womanly nectar for several minutes thinking over what just happened. As far as she could recall, she had never orgasmed so hard before in her life. One time, during her sophomore year of college, she had hooked up with a guy who thought himself handy with a vibrator. He spent a sizable fraction of the night teasing Erica with it and finished her off with oral.

That was a nice orgasm

. But it didn't hold a candle to what she had just done to herself. Why was her orgasm that strong? She refused to believe it was because she was fantasizing about Beth. She had lived with Beth for so long and never once thought of her any more than a friend. Why suddenly now was she attracted to her best friend?

Just then something else occurred to Erica; her brain buzzing was gone.

The Tylenol just kicked in

, Erica assured herself. She looked down at her soaked sheets and promptly concluded that a shower was in order. She got up off her bed, threw on a pair of panties and a t-shirt, and walked across the hall to the bathroom. She couldn't help but glance down toward the direction of Beth's room -- the door was closed. Hopefully, she would have some time to get her thoughts in order before confronting her roommate again. Erica turned the nozzle to the shower, stripped down naked, and let the water gently wash the sweat and vaginal residue off her body.

Erica was sitting on the couch watching a show and finishing off a bowl of her dinner when Beth came trotting downstairs. Erica knew she was likely pant-less again, so she made a point to avoid looking in Beth's direction. She couldn't help but notice a faint return of the buzzing.

"Hey, is your headache better?"

"Yeah, it is, thanks for asking." Erica responded without looking away from the TV.

"Just needed to rub one out I guess, hu?" Erica ripped her eyes from the TV and focused on her roommate -- a deer caught in headlights. But as Erica's eyes glued to her newfound fantasy, she couldn't help but notice the relief of the buzzing; especially as she absorbed the image of the tight athletic figure standing at the base of the stairs. Beth's t-shirt was tight enough to accentuate every curve of her tits and short enough to expose most of her midriff; her bare legs were crossed to present a perfectly shaved "v" between her thighs. Beth's figure, paired with her knowledge about Erica's sexual venture elicited an unrelenting confused arousal between Erica's legs.

Beth gave an exaggerated laughed. "Don't worry, I think the whole neighborhood heard you orgasm. Oh, don't look so embarrassed. We all need to get it on with our fingers every now and again, right?"

Erica chuckled nervously. "Yeah, I guess so," she finally replied hesitantly. She wasn't sure what else to say. She desperately wanted to avoid the subject entirely, given the nature of the fantasy she was having while "rubbing one out."

"Anyway. What's for dinner?" Beth never cooked anything for herself and usually relied on Erica's leftovers for any kind of homecooked meal.

"I just ordered Chinese. So, I guess you're not eating tonight," Erica jested.

"Damn. That's alright, I'll scrape up something." Beth walked toward the fridge and opened it. Erica tried not to stare as her bent over roommate, but as she tried to look away the buzzing returned.

Goddammit,

Erica thought as she turned back to stare at her bottomless roommate (it's what she wanted to do anyway); Erica ogled at her roommate showing off her bare ass to anyone who happened to be outside of the refrigerator. Erica thought she might have caught a glimpse of her pussy too, and a small rush of ecstasy built up around her clit. "So, how was your date last night, by the way?" Beth asked from behind the fridge door.

"Oh, it honestly sucked."

Beth closed the door after finding two Eggo Waffles and caught Erica staring at her, "Yeah I kind of figured it didn't go well after you came home by yourself." Erica admitted to herself that she was, indeed, notorious for bringing men home on the first date. She couldn't help that she liked sex, and she was always more comfortable bringing her dates to her place than risking following them anywhere.

"Yeah, well let's just say he didn't really scream 'big dick energy,'" Erica said as she watched her roommate scarf down the first waffle without even warming it up.

With her mouth still full Beth asked, "Then what in the hell got you to orgasm so good this afternoon?"

"Um, what?" Erica started sweating, knowing that she was now going to be caught in a lie. "Why? Were you watching me??" This was her only play, and it would probably only save her some time to produce a good lie instead of completely getting her off the hook.

"No... Did you want me to?"

What the fuck!? How does she know!?

Erica felt anxious sweat collect in her palms. "Uhh, what!?" She finally let out.

Beth laughed again, "Dude, I'm just kidding! I know you're not into girls."

Right. I'm

not

into girls. She knows that, and I know that too.

Erica relaxed. But her brain began to buzz again.

"But really, what were you thinking about in there? I want to know so that I can get a bit of it too! Did you get a new toy!?"

"Uh," Erica fumbled, "No, no new toy. Do you remember that one guy who gave me oral for the first time back in college? I was just thinking about him." A half-truth at least. She

was

thinking about him; just thinking about how he wasn't tantamount to a fantasy of eating roommate pussy.

"Oh yeah, that guy. Well, if you liked being eaten out so much, you really should try it with a girl. They usually know what they're doing down there better than guys do." Beth continued nonchalantly eating her frozen waffles and focused her attention on the TV.

Beth's comment made Erica uneasy. Beth had never been so explicit about suggesting experimenting with girls before. She had teased Erica a few times before, but never full out suggested sleeping with a girl. Was it just a coincidence, or was Erica giving her fantasy away somehow? Despite her uneasiness at the subject, its introduction eased her brain buzzing; she felt like her mind required continuing it. The conversation about her masturbation session had concluded. Erica was in the clear; she had passionately fingered herself to the idea of eating her best friend out and gotten away with it. But Erica needed more. She had to know where this conversation would ultimately lead if she pushed it. It was as if a magnet...

"Beth, I know you like sleeping with both girls and guys, but do you have a preference?"

Beth looked at Erica with a bit of surprise. Even though Erica had a bimbo physique and brought many of her dates home earlier than she should, she was always a bit prude around the subject of sex. Beth literally had to beg for any details on Erica's sex life; she only knew about Erica's first oral experience because Beth had pestered her about it for a week straight before she talked. Erica had never been the one to initiate a conversation specifically about sex.

"It really depends on the person," Beth answered. "I have been with some great girls, and some great guys, but I've also had my fair share of terrible girls and terrible guys. In general, though, I guess I like women a bit more. I'm a sucker for tits. That and lesbian sex usually involves oral, and that's certainly my favorite. Why do you ask?"

"I was just wondering," Erica said a little too quickly. Beth's gaze turned back to the TV, but Erica's stayed on her friend -- it seemed to keep the buzzing at bay. Beth had her feet up on the couch with her knees hugging her chest. Erica couldn't help but to try and snag a view of her pussy between her legs. "What was your first time with a girl like?"

Beth looked back at her friend with even more curiosity. She gave a sexy smirk as she recalled her first pussy. "It was great, and I really liked it. You really are thinking about experimenting some aren't you?"

"What? Oh no, I uh was just..."

"It's okay, you're not going to get judged by me. Just let me know how it goes mmkay?" Beth smiled and looked back to the TV. Beth's tantalizing smile sent Erica's mind ablaze. This was no longer just a fantasy. She needed to fuck her roommate. Right as Erica finally admitted to herself that she needed sex with her best friend, Beth spread her knees revealing her perfect, shaved, tight pink pussy. Erica couldn't help but slip a hand under her blanket, then between her panties and onto her clit. Her mind buckled with full compliance to the brain buzz -- she

had

to ask.

"Would you, uh, be willing to help me experiment?" Erica asked reticently.

This time Beth's eyes shot from the TV. She snapped her knees back together and looked at Erica wide-eyed. "Ummm, sorry Erica, but you're not really my type. It would probably be better if you found someone else to try that out with."

The magnetic pull in Erica's mind released abruptly, and the buzzing cleared her head entirely. "Oh, right. Sorry, I didn't mean... I was just thinking it would be convenient. You know? Since we know each other so well, it would be easy to..."

Beth cut her off, "That's okay. I just don't think it's a good idea. We don't want to ruin the friendship we've built up for this long, y'know?"

"Yeah, of course. Sorry." The silence that followed was discomforting to say the least. Beth's eyes remained steadfastly glued to the TV. After some time into the show, Erica's mind began the buzz yet again. Erica continued attempting to steal glances at her friend, just to ease the buzzing in any way she could. She was largely unsuccessful though; Beth had pulled her t-shirt as far down as she could, and eventually found a blanket to cover her legs as well.

Erica felt like such an idiot

.

She continued to contemplate what just happened.

I still don't understand why I am just now attracted to Beth. I mean, I've known her for like five years now, what changed??

Erica tried to think about the day, and what exactly caused her to feel so sexual toward Beth. But every time she tried to think about the day, she kept returning to her private fantasy and amazing masturbation session, as if pulled by a magnet.

Soon, she wasn't even watching the TV -- instead, she was imagining her face shoved between Beth's legs. She quietly rubbed herself under the blanket while occasionally looking at Beth, who remained fixated on the TV. Eventually, Erica brought herself to a silent orgasm while staring at her oblivious roommate. As if by prophecy, immediately after Erica had climaxed, Beth stood up and said goodnight. As Erica watched her friend walk away, she brought herself to a second muffled orgasm while watching Beth's ass, which was perfectly visible under her shirt, bounce up the stairs and into her room.

Erica continued stroking the dick in front of her. It was perfect; its length comfortably fit both her hands, and its girth made it almost impossible for her thumb to reach around to her other fingers.

God, I love dick,

Erica thought. She was on her knees with both her hands rubbing up and down the perfect shaft. Finally, she couldn't help it, she shoved the tip into her mouth. As her mouth advanced its way down the enormous shaft, she moved one of her hands to her clit and began to rub. She was filled with delight as she felt a hand press against the back of her head and push her even farther down onto the enormous cock.

Erica pulled her mouth off the dick with a gasp and looked to her left. Kneeling next to her, working a dick of her own, was Beth. Beth had one hand on the man's scrotum, the other hand working her own pussy. She was face-full of cock and drooling all over her perfect, pierced tits. The sight of Beth caused Erica's pussy to clench with pleasure as she turned her focus back on the shaft she had been working on. Erica used all the techniques that Beth had taught her in college. She opened her mouth, stuck her tongue out, and then shoved her face onto the dick. Without moving her head, she began moving her tongue back and forth. As she stroked the dick with her tongue, the tip of her tongue nearly touching his scrotum, she felt the hard cock twitch in the back of her throat. As she felt the pulsing, she pulled the dick out of her mouth and began rubbing him with both hands. His drool-coated cock began twitching more and more. Erica looked up at her partner with longing eyes, opened her mouth and stuck out her tongue. The man erupted a blast of semen all over Erica's face. Rope after rope, Erica's face was covered in his cum. As it dripped from her face and onto her tits, Erica began rubbing her own clit again.