She was such a timid little thing. When my roommate brought home his new girlfriend for the first time I couldn't help but laugh a little. She was hardly five feet tall and looked even shorter the way she shyly folded her hands in front of her and looked at her feet.
"Hey, Jake, this is Carolyn."
I held out my hand and she looked at Tom, my roommate, before shaking it, as if asking permission.
She was cute in a very girl next door sort of way. Straight mousy brown shoulder length hair, sort of dull brown eyes, pale skin that was peppered with freckles. She was a little chubby, sort of holding on to baby fat around her middle and on her bottom. She didn't really seem to know how to dress, with her long skirt and her three layers of shirts which she was wearing to try and desperately cover up the fact that she had quite a nice chest. I think she noticed me staring at her chest, because she folded her arms in front of her breasts and blushed slightly.
"How old is she?" I asked when she got up to get a drink.
"She's 20, why?"
"She looks like she's in high school." I said with a smirk.
My roommate Tom was a nice enough guy. He was a bit old fashioned and religious, something I could never understand. We didn't talk much, but we were friends and we had been roommates in college. I was 25 and Tom was 24 and living together had always seemed to work. This was his first girlfriend after his big break up with the girl he dated all through college, so I guess it was a good step for him.
It was strange, from that first meeting I seemed to be drawn to Carolyn. Maybe it was the way she seemed so embarrassed to be there and how every time I looked at her she looked down or looked away. It wasn't even like I was ogling her, but she seemed so intimidated by me. I wasn't a bad looking guy, but I was probably a foot taller than her and I outweighed her by a good hundred pounds. I was certainly a lot more experienced than Tom and I dressed better.
I chuckled to myself as they got on their coats and got ready to go out. I could only imagine the sex that they would have, Christian Tom with his morals and Carolyn with her almost immobilizing shyness. I doubt they would kiss until the third date. Sex was for the wedding night.
They went out to a movie and I found myself thinking a lot about this shy little thing. I was off for the weekend and didn't have anything planned so I had a few beers, watched some television, had a few more beers and by the time Tom and his date got him I was feeling pretty good.
They smiled at me, sort of nervously. I wondered if they wanted to make out on the couch or something, so I got my stuff together.
"I'll let you guys have the living room, I was just going to bed."
"No!" they both said in unison. Then Tom laughed. "Carolyn has to get home pretty soon anyway. We just came back to get her scarf."
Tom went to the bathroom and I turned my attention to the girl.
"Carolyn, you go to our old college right?"
She nodded, still looking down.
I stood up and stretched and felt how drunk I really was. I walked over to her and she seemed to cower. It was an odd feeling, having this girl so intimidated by me.
I smiled at her and she sort of nervously half smiled back.
"You seem kind of nervous around me."
She swallowed and looked very embarrassed.
"I-I'm not."
She looked delicious like that, quivering. I don't know what it was, but it turned me on, a lot. I looked up at the bathroom door and I hadn't heard any flush or running water. I looked at her and I moved forward a little and looked at her behind, now obviously checking her out. She froze.
"You're a cute little thing. I can see why Tom likes you."
She didn't say anything. She just looked down at the floor.
"Nice tits. Nice ass."
Still nothing out of her, but her face turned bright red. There was something electric in that. Having the power to make her blush so easily felt good.
I reached behind her and placed my hand on her ass. It felt deliciously soft. A little chubby, but tight skinned like a 20 year old should be. I squeezed it and rubbed it a little.
"Very nice."
She opened her mouth, but all that came out was a little squeal, like a mouse. A low flush of the toilet had me back on the couch in a second, leaving her standing there, blushing and bewildered.
"Hey, Carolyn. Do you want some coffee or something?" he asked with a tender smile.
She shook her head, no.
"I- I should go home." she mumbled and Tom nodded sadly, looking like a kicked puppy.
I was a bit nervous as they left, wondering if she would tell him what I had done, but something told me she wouldn't.
The next time I saw Carolyn and Tom I came home to find them on the couch watching a movie. I smiled at them and said hello and proceeded to heat up my dinner in the kitchen.
It had been a few days since that first meeting and Tom had certainly not let on that she had mentioned anything about the ass grabbing. I'd been thinking a lot about it, even jerking off to the idea of it at night. The way she looked so frightened and didn't do anything to stop me. I wondered how far I could go.
"I hope you guys don't mind if I eat my dinner out there in the living room. I don't like eating in my bedroom." I said, sitting on the chair next to the couch, close to Carolyn. Our apartment was pretty small and the only real option was eating in the living room or our bedrooms.
"No problem. We were just finishing this movie." Tom said, smiling. He had his arm awkwardly around Carolyn, who was nervously looking directly at the television.
"I'll make us some more popcorn." Tom said, getting up. Carolyn looked petrified.
The minute he was out of sight I got leaned over and smiled at her.
"I've been thinking about that hot little ass every night Carolyn. Tom's lucky."
I moved closer as I heard Tom opening drawers looking for the popcorn and I slipped my hand up her leg and under her to feel her ass again. She did nothing to stop me and just looked away. I got bolder and moved up her side and cupped her breasts which were now in a sweater. They felt perfect.
"I can't wait until Tom leaves us alone sometime. We can get to know each other better."
I heard the microwave door close and I sat back down just before Tom came in.
"Four minutes and it will be ready. Just like the movie theatre, right?"
I smiled a wide and devious smile. Four minutes and I would get another little feel. When he got up she got up too.
"Do- you need any help?" she squeaked at him, holding his arm.
I had to stop myself from laughing out loud. He patted her arm. "No, no. You sit and enjoy the movie, I'll be right back. I'm going to melt some butter, too!"
I stood up as he went into the kitchen and I slipped my arms around her waist and looked down at her. She stared at my chest, her cheeks turning from pink to red again. I loved it when she blushed. I loved how she shook in my arms.
I put my arms around her and squeezed her ass again, pressing my hardening cock against her stomach and I kissed her neck and growled into her ear. "You pretend you're a good girl, but I can tell you like this. If you didn't you would just say no."
Her knees gave a little when I sucked and nibbled at her ear and then before I could do any more I heard Tom and so I walked to the bathroom.
It went on like this the next few times. I pinched her ass. I copped a feel of her tits here and there. I was looking for a time when I could get bolder. It was a few weeks later that Tom decided we should all hang out and watch some movie that had just came out on DVD. He brought Carolyn over and said he would go pick up some dinner for us. Carolyn wanted to go with him, but Tom being a chivalrous guy insisted on going alone.
You see, Tom had gotten it in his head that Carolyn didn't like me, which was probably true on some level. Tom didn't know it was because I was groping and manhandling her, he thought she just hadn't gotten to know me. Of course Tom probably got this idea because I told him that's what was going on. Tom wasn't that bright and I can be very persuasive when I want to be. Tom listened to my advice that Carolyn and I just needed some time to talk and get to know each other.
As Tom put on his jacket and got his coat I looked at his sweet little Carolyn. She was wearing a knee length skirt and a button down blouse. She had had a sweater on, but when I turned the heat up she had taken it off. She had her hair back in a ponytail and her lips, which were sort of pouty, were shiny with pink lip gloss.
The minute he was out the door I was on her, this time sitting next to her kissing her full on the lips. She put her hands up and pressed against my chest to push me away. She wasn't very strong. I kissed her, her lips tasted like vanilla. I was hard almost instantly. I tried to slip my tongue in, but she wouldn't open her mouth. I roughly squeezed her breasts and pushed her back on the couch. She whimpered a little as I opened the top few buttons of her shirt and felt underneath. She was clutching my hand, trying to pull it away, but never saying a word in protest.
I watched the clock, setting myself a time limit of 15 minutes. I knew she had to get herself back in order, but I was going to have my fun before Tom came back.
I slipped my hand down her side and down her leg and then when I got to the hem of her skirt I pushed it up. She opened her eyes wide and struggled to say something, but no words came out. She looked scared. It made me even harder.
Her legs were pale and soft and although she closed them tightly I pushed up her skirt and tried to slip my fingers between her clenched thighs. No luck. I shook my head, I don't like not getting what I want. I put my hands on her knees and pulled hard, she squirmed, but she was weak and I opened her legs easily. She tried to close them again, but I pushed her back on the couch so that her legs were up in the air and I spanked her hard on the ass.
It was an interesting thing. She tensed up, but her legs loosened then. I spanked her again for good measure and slipped my hand up and then between her thighs.
"Well, well, well." I said, chucking with the evilest grin I could muster.
"This is very interesting, it seems like the shy little prude is soaking wet." I was only feeling her soaked panties, but I pushed them aside and saw her pretty pink pussy, which was covered in short trimmed brown hair.
"I knew you were a little slut deep down." I said, slipping a finger around the wetness and watching her writhe and moan. When I started slipping a finger in she grabbed my hand, but I took both of her wrists in one hand and pulled her hands away.
I looked at the clock and I didn't have much time. I slipped my finger into perfect tightness. I had to fuck her. There was no doubt in my mind. She was a horny little slut who liked to be forced and I was going to fuck her. It was only a matter of time.
I slipped my wet fingers up and found her clit and rubbed it softly. Her eyes closed and her hips raised up.
"That's right, moved those hips up you little slut. You want more fingers don't you?"
She shook her head no and bit her lip. I went on, fingering her faster. I found her clit and rubbed it, finding it surprisingly large and swollen. Her eyes closed and she moaned and pushed her hips into my hand. I relished the power over her and watched as her body tightened, getting closer. Then I stopped.
"Tom will be home soon. I'd better stop." I said with a wicked grin, slipping my finger into my mouth. She tasted clean and fresh.
She looked confused and frustrated. Her legs closed and she seemed to be thinking of what to say or do.
"Unless you want me to finish." I looked her in her eyes, but she looked away and shrugged.
