Disclaimer: This series deals with themes of cheating and dubious consent.
I hope you enjoy this next installment.
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Leah kept herself busy the next day, even opting to pick up an extra shift at work. The knowledge that she had cheated on her boyfriend weighed heavily on her mind, but she also felt a flash of excitement any time she recalled the event. The steamy encounter with her roommate made her already intense appetite even harder to ignore, and she had to fight the urge to duck into a dressing room to get herself off.
She even managed to mount Josh that night, desperate for cock, and perhaps eager to soothe her conscience by enjoying some intimate time that wasn't "off limits". The troubled young man was more eager than he had been in a while, fueled by his jealousy from the previous night. After riding him for a short time, Leah gasped as he took control and flipped her onto her back, fucking her with the anger he had felt after losing her to Ethan. While he did manage to build a nice rhythm, he couldn't last more than a minute, and she was left unsatisfied.
"That felt so good," he said, breathing heavily and studying her reaction.
"Yeah..." She lied, noting how incredibly miniscule his load was inside the spent condom compared to the voluminous fountain that had splashed her the previous evening. Her boyfriend had always been enough for her before, but things were different now. She felt a pit in her stomach knowing that things would likely not go back to how they were between them.
"I'm sorry for getting so upset last night. I just... really, really didn't want to lose that bet..." Josh muttered, his head hanging downwards.
"It's okay, babe. Believe me, I know how it feels for Ethan to get under your skin."
"He's such an ass sometimes. Did you - um - you wore that lingerie to bed with him?" He asked nervously.
"I... did..." Leah confessed slowly. "But I just got under the covers and went right to sleep. It's not like I wore them for him or anything," she added, knowing full well that the two-piece was in fact at the bottom of the laundry basket, speckled with their roommate's dry cum. The comment seemed to comfort her boyfriend slightly.
"Oh, okay. Well, I guess I can get over it. As long as he doesn't get the wrong idea." Josh still wasn't crazy about his friend getting an eye-full of his girlfriend's exposed body, but decided not to push the issue further. "I know that you're just doing all of this to help us survive... And I know I need to step it up. I've been a real slob," the boyfriend admitted.
"Thanks for owning up to it. I believe in you. You just gotta get back out there," she encouraged.
"You're right, and I will. Love you."
"Love you too."
Though their relationship had deteriorated recently, Leah still had feelings for Josh. He had been her first serious partner and they had lost their virginities together. The struggles of late had done damage, but there was still something there. Despite her actions, she still wanted the best for him, and wrestled with the thought that it might be best to just come clean about how things between her and Ethan had gotten out of hand. If only she could think straight. The thrill of discovering this new, sexual side of herself, and the twisted pleasure that came with it was overwhelming her sensibilities.
Leah dreamed vividly that night. She was in Ethan's bed, but the room looked different for some reason. He was there, stroking his huge dick as usual, and he suddenly reached out and ripped the blanket off of her. She was fully naked, with her fingers in her pussy, frozen like a deer in headlights. "I knew it!" He shouted, and scrambled on top of her. He slapped her creamy folds with his hard manhood and then firmly thrust into her. Leah was paralyzed and lay there helplessly while he had his way with her. It felt fucking incredible. She moaned loudly in pleasure, captivated by the animalistic, sex-crazed expression on his face. Then his face morphed into Josh's.
"Babe? Babe? Leah!"
Her eyes snapped open and she found that she was in her own room. Her boyfriend was gently shaking her. "You were moaning in your sleep. I figured you were having a nightmare or something," he said worriedly.
"Oh... Yeah... A nightmare," she lied. She immediately noticed that her underwear were drenched. She'd experienced the first of many sexual dreams involving her roommate that night, and waited for Josh to fall asleep to quell the overwhelming urge between her legs.
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The new routine had been established, and although she would earnestly try each and every time to keep to herself, Leah would inevitably end up with her hands wrapped around Ethan's hard cock while his fingers assaulted her cunt. "Not tonight," she'd say, turning her back to him as if to go straight to sleep like the faithful girlfriend she was supposed to be. She knew full well he wasn't going to take "No" for an answer though, and secretly craved his attempts to convince her.
"Oh, playing games again tonight, are we?" He teased. "As if your little pussy isn't soaking wet in there, waiting to be manhandled."
She squirmed her thighs together, his words having an effect. "Don't know what you're talking about."
The swoosh of his boxers being removed could be heard. "Come play with your new favorite toy a little."
"You've got two hands. Use 'em," Leah teased back.
"If you insist," he chuckled, scooting towards her and reaching under the blanket.
"No! You know what I meant!" She squealed as his large hands roamed over her exposed skin. Leah always knew the battle was lost the minute he started touching her. Something about the way he manipulated her with his powerful fingers drove her crazy. Before she could get another word in, his toned arm was around her narrow waist, pulling her into him. Now wrapped in his strong embrace, the dainty woman was powerless to resist. She let out an involuntary moan as he firmly pulled her thong to the side and rubbed her slippery clit.
"Why do you always have to put up a fight?" He growled into her ear.
"Ngghh! Because you're a stupid creep! I'm - Uhnn - not bad like you!" She could hardly get the words out as he finger fucked her, her lower half vibrating with the intensity of his actions. Leah squirmed against the large frame of her roommate, his hard cock at full attention and slapping against her quivering thigh.
"You're a horny little slut, and you know it," he muttered hoarsely, nibbling her ear. "Why else would your cunt be this fucking wet for me?"
Leah wanted to tell him that she despised him, but instead her mouth fell open in silence as she came all over Ethan's invasive fingers. After twitching in pleasure for an imperceptible length of time, she finally drew a breath and let out a girlish whimper of satisfaction. It never ceased to amaze her how quickly he could bring her to orgasm.
