I'd only been roommates with Jessica for a couple months, but I already knew it wasn't going to work out.
It wasn't Jessica herself it was her boyfriend and his friends always hanging around. They were stoner types who while not unfortunate looking were not the kind of people I wanted to associate myself with. They leered at me and made suggestive comments whenever I was around. Jess just laughed it off and said they were just being idiot boys, but I knew better.
Today had been the worst of it, but this time it had just been Jess's boyfriend Ian around. I'd just gotten out of the shower and thought I was alone in the apartment.
"Hey Cass looking good," Ian grinned as I stepped out of the bathroom. I was clad in only a towel that barely covered anything.
"Ian!" I'd yelped, "why are you here?"
"Just waiting for Jess, she told me to meet her here," he smirked as he eyed me up and down.
"Okay well I'm just going to go to my room and get dressed," I said wrapping the towel tighter around me. I had to walk past him on the couch to get to my room and I silently wished I owned a bath robe or something.
"Why bother, we're all friends here," he said snagging the bottom of my towel as I tried to unsuccessfully get by him.
"Ian this isn't funny," I hissed trying to grab back the corner of my towel.
"You know I've always admired these legs of yours," he said ignoring me as he ran his hand up my leg and thigh. I was surprised at how good his rough calloused hands felt on my soft skin.
"Get your hands off of me," I said batting his hand away as he'd begun to run his fingers up my inner thigh.
"Come on Cass you know you like it," he laughed as he stood so my body was pressed against his.
"No I don't Ian, now let go," I demanded.
"Well there's only one way to tell if you're lying," he grinned down at me. I was horrified as I felt his hand slide between my thighs and along my pussy lips. His touch had excited me a little yes, but only my body responded to it my mind was revolted by his groping.
"I knew you wanted me," he chuckled as he inserted two fingers inside of me.
I made a sound that was a mixture of a gasp and a moan as he fingered me.
"Ian no, I said no, stop it," I said trying to stand my ground. What he was doing felt so good though that it was hard for me to remain reluctant. He tugged on the part of the towel I still held to my body until it fell to the floor leaving me completely naked and at his mercy.
"Fuck I love a girl with tits, Jess is so flat chested," Ian said as he massaged one globe in his hand. My sensitive nipples rubbing against his rough hand felt incredible and I let out a soft moan in response.
"I bet you'd let me fuck you right now if I wanted to."
"I- Oh," I leaned against him as he began rubbing my clit with his thumb.
"Yeah that's right baby cum for me," he laughed as my pussy began to tighten around his fingers. I was close to cumming and we both knew it and I hated my body for responding to him so much.
"Just imagine how good my cock could make you feel," he said grabbing my ass and thrust his hips against me. I could feel his hard on through his jeans as he rubbed against me and I knew then that he was right if he wanted to fuck me right now I'd probably let him.
"Fuck," I cried out slumping against him as I came. His fingers slid in and out of me at an incredible speed as I drenched them with my juices.
"That's a good girl, now go get dressed... no panties I may want to try out your tight little pussy after the party later," he chuckled as he pulled his fingers out of me and stepped away. I was too stunned to respond so I scooped up my towel and scurried off to my room. Just in time too because right as I closed my door I heard Jessica opening the front door.
I sat on my bed and stared at the door trying to comprehend what I'd just let happen. I wasn't sure how I felt about it. On one hand I was pissed he had violated me on the other I'd had an intense orgasm that I was still feeling the after waves from. In fact my pussy tingled at the thought of Ian's request/ promise. I was so fucked in the head for even considering letting him touch me gain, but I couldn't lie and say I didn't want him to. I did and even if my mind was disgusted with my choice, my body was delighted and in desperate need of it.
With my mind made up I went through my dresser until I found the perfect top. It was one that Jessica had picked out for me when we went shopping a few weeks ago. It was a tank top that scooped low in the back and had a lace neck line. What made it extremely sexy was the fact that the rest of the material was a thin white material that was very see through in the right light. Through it you could see my flat stomach and a defined outline of my large breasts. My nipples were plain as day through it and I knew Ian would approve. I paired it with a light pink pencil skirt that was a little too short for public, but would be perfect here at home.
I pressed my ear against the door and listened to see what was going on. I heard Ian's voice and Jessica's and three more male voices I couldn't quite place. I breathed a sigh of relief that they weren't alone and slowly opened my door.
"Hey girly, damn who are you all dressed up for?" Jessica whistled.
"Oh I'm just trying to look decent for the party tonight," I lied. I stood there awkwardly with all four of the guys staring blatantly at my chest.
"Well you look hot as fuck," she grinned.
"Thanks," I smiled.
"So you changed your mind about partying with us lame asses?" Jess asked gesturing for me to take the open seat on the couch next to Ian.
"Yeah," I shrugged with an awkward laugh and sat down next to him.
"We're just watching some weird ass show Grant is trying to get everyone into," Jessica said as she tossed a couch pillow at the blonde guy in the love seat. He was rather cute, and when I looked his way he licked his lips and winked at me. I had a feeling all three of Ian's friends had already heard what had transpired between us.
"Oh uh what's it about?" I asked completely distracted.
"Clones or something," she shrugged.
"It's fucking lame is what it is," Ian rolled his eyes. He put his arm over the back of the couch right behind me and I felt his fingers tickle my shoulder. My body tingled and I knew my nipples were even more apparent now that I was aroused again. The other two guys snickered as they witnessed my reaction and I silently berated myself.
"Anyone want a beer?" I asked jumping up from the couch.
"Grab a bunch," Ian said.
"I'll help you," Grant said getting up and following me to the kitchen. I wasn't sure what he was up to, but I accepted his help.
Maybe instead of having sex with Ian to get it out of my system I could just hook up with Grant. I mean he wasn't my roommates boyfriend and he was pretty cute so it was a win win situation.
When I bent over to grab the beers out of the fridge I felt him right behind me, his jean clad cock pressing against my bare ass. My heart felt like it was going to beat out of my chest as I contemplated what to do. I needed some type of release and he seemed like a willing party. So instead of standing abruptly and screaming at him I pressed back into him and wiggled just a little. He chuckled and I thanked the universe that the kitchen island/bar was tall enough to obstruct any view of our lower halves.
His fingers slid into my still very tender pussy and I tried not to gasp. It felt entirely too good and again I cursed myself for letting another guy do this.
A moment later however his fingers were gone and he gave my ass a light squeeze before I stood up straight. He trailed his lips along the back of my neck and kissed my earlobe.
"He's right that pussy is tight," Grant whispered in my ear making me flush red with a mixture of lust and embarrassment.
He stepped back letting me grab the beer for real this time. Before we walked back over to the living room he pulled up on my skirt so it rode higher on my hips. Now when I sat my pussy would be practically visible with my skirt hiked up so high.
