Fucking my Southern belle roommate [MF]

Fucking my Southern belle roommate

The summer after my senior year of college, before I went off to grad school, I interned in Washington, D.C. I took whatever housing I could find, which was student housing in these coed six-person suites with other students from across the country. One of the suitemates was Tori, who had already moved in and I got to know as she helped me unpack my stuff. Tori made a few comments about my wardrobe and its lack of pastel colored shirts and shorts. She explained that she was from Alabama, and she definitely wasn’t used to that. I laughed, saying I’m from the West Coast, and I could tell immediately that we were going to get along well.

The thing was, I had the sense I wasn’t supposed to try to fuck one of my roommates (never presume), only Tori was drop dead gorgeous. She was the definition of a Southern belle, a one of the prettiest faces I’ve ever seen, with blonde hair down to her shoulders. She was short, about 5-3, and quite thin, but with knockout abs. And of course with the accent to match. We bonded over going to the gym together after work, using each other for motivation, and I would always sneak looks at her legs and abs while she rode the elliptical or did squats wearing her cutoff Crimson Tide tank and her entirely too small shorts. Like I’ve shared before, I’m 6-2 and blond myself, with a broad frame and at that point, lots of muscles and even some abs myself. To and from the gym, we learned a lot about each other, exploring our cultural differences in a way that was always lighthearted and banter-filled, but I never got the sense that she was interested in me at all. She mentioned an ex who cheated on her, and I was like wtf how, but thought it wisest to keep that opinion to myself.

That all changed on the 4th of July. I was at the parade on the Mall with the other suitemates when I got a text from Tori wondering if I wanted to hang out with her and her friend from home who was visiting from out of town. They were having a picnic, so I walked over and joined them. When I got there, Tori waved me over and introduced me to her friend Abby. Abby was pretty, but not in Tori’s league, which was a very good thing, because Tori reduced me to a stammering mess. She was wearing a crimson lacey blouse that still showed a bit of cleavage, small and perky as her boobs were, and let her abs peek out at the bottom, as well as a tight blue skirt that showed off her hips and her athletic legs. Goddamn she was sexy.

Tori offered me a drink, they were drinking sweet tea with vodka in it (I fucking love the South sometimes). I ate and drank and chatted with them for a while. I walked home with them, because they had to get ready for some event they were going to that night. I said another suite was hosting a party on the roof and they should come if they get the chance. They said they’d try, but I didn’t make much of it. I went off to the party later, had a few drinks, and was enjoying myself, when I got a call from Tori at like 10:30. She said Abby wasn’t feeling good and had to go back to her hotel, so she could go to the party.

Tori changed at our suite and joined us on the roof. When she came in, my eye was drawn instantly to her. She was wearing a light turquoise-colored dress with wedges, her cleavage was noticeable, and obviously, her legs looked incredible. I was busying playing beer pong, so I didn’t go say hi, but it was kinda funny, because every guy there who thought he was hot shit came up and talked to her. Frankly, it probably totally sucks, but that’s neither here nor there.

I lost in bp, and I noticed it was around midnight, so I decided to spark up the joint I had saved away for this. I was chilling on the edge of the roof, just looking out over the city when I felt a hand around my waist. It was Tori. “Hey, sorry about your party,” I said. “Don’t worry about it,” she said, rolling her eyes, “it was like 90% rich guys who’re not as hot shit as they think.” I laughed, “What would you say if I plan to be one of those guys someday?” She rolled her eyes again, getting more serious, “You have such an interesting perspective on a lot of things, and that’s what you want to be?” The conversation continued like that for like an hour, a mix of serious and flirting that made me really start to wonder if there might be something here.

Around 1:15, Tori announced that she was going to bed. I said I’d go down to the suite with her. We got into the suite and were standing outside her door in the dark, talking quietly for an absurd amount of time, like 10 minutes. Tori was leaning against the wall next to her door, with me about a foot and a half in front of her, facing each other. Maybe it was because I was intoxicated and wasn’t thinking clearly enough to get in my own head, maybe it was some divine intervention, but I took a small step forward, leaned down over her, and kissed her. Tori kissed me back, with some passion, with a small exhale, as if to say finally, this fucking guy gets the message. She was a great kisser, and we were instantly compatible, never seeming to get in each other’s way.

We kissed for about a minute, and even then, I didn’t dare reach for her tits or anything, I figured I was lucky to get what I got. I said goodnight and quickly retreated to my room. Except it wasn’t goodnight, I got a text from Tori like 30 seconds later, “Help!!!!!! I’m locked out of my room!!!!!” I walked out of my room like wtf, and Tori was like, “I looked in my purse, my key isn’t in here!” I asked, “Did you leave it in there when you were changing?” Tori’s face dropped, “Noooo, I totally did!” “No big deal,” I said, “why don’t you take my bed for tonight? I’ll take the couch.” See, this is where I got very very lucky. Because I brought an Xbox to the suite, the guys put a couch in my room to play Fifa, so the girls could still use the TV in the common area. So I could sleep on a couch in the same room as Tori.

We both changed into sweats, and even in a wifebeater and athletic shorts, Tori looked fantastic. She went straight for the couch, leaving me with the bed. I tried to insist that ladies get the bed, but she insisted that she misplaced her key, so she should get the couch. I lay sitting up on the bed for about two minutes before asking if she was going to spend the whole night on the couch. Tori hesitated for about a second, and then came over and lay down next to me. I kissed her again, rolling on top of her. She started to grind her crotch against mine, and I could feel my cock hardening by the second. I reached down and squeezed one of her boobs, and it was as tight as it looked. I asked her if she knew how good her tits looked tonight, she smirked and said, “Of course.” I rolled my eyes and told her she was full of herself.

I reached down and pulled off her wifebeater, taking the time to run my hands down her abs. Tori said, “You like those? I see you looking at me at the gym.” Embarrassed at being caught, I blushed, stammering, “My bad…” Tori laughed, “It’s cute, you’re sexy in there too.” At that moment, I was very glad we’d established that gym routine. I took her face in my hands and kissed her again, before leaning down and kissing her neck. She squirmed against me, I could feel her growing wetness through my shorts, and I know she could feel how hard I was. I leaned down farther and licked her nipples, running my tongue around the nipple and biting them very gently, squeezing the other one as I did, and just kissing the entire area. Tori moaned in response.

I kissed Tori again, pulling off my own wifebeater. Proving what she said earlier, Tori ran her hands across my shoulders, chest, and abs. I reached down into her shorts and pulled them down. Her pussy was completely shaven, and dripping wet. I found her clit and rubbed two fingers across it in a circle, she moaned and bucked against my fingers. Emboldened, I slid one finger inside her, and she was so wet that I quickly added another. I moved my fingers in and out, with a come here motion, by now, Tori was moaning loudly. She had some sort of special pussy or something, because within about 30 seconds, she came HARD against my hand, moaning loudly, her eyes rolling back in her head, and her whole body convulsing. I went to do it again, and she stopped me, “Wait, I need a minute.” I said, “I’ve never seen that before, it’s so hot,” and she laughed, “I don’t know what it is, I’ve just always been able to cum so easily, it’s exhausting.” I just shrugged at her, since she seemed like she was ready to go again. I slid my fingers in and out of her until she came three more times.

Tori pushed me back and pulled off my shorts, her hair a mess from the orgasms. My cock sprung up to meet her, I was so turned on by her cumming. She ran her hand up and down it a couple of times and swirled her tongue around the head. It felt so good, but the teasing was driving me through the roof, I just wanted her to take me all the way inside her mouth. When she finally did, I let out a moan almost as loud as the ones she had made a minute ago, and she took this as a sign to attack my cock like there was no tomorrow. She used her mouth and her right hand in tandem, sliding them up and down, jerking me while she sucked. I wanted to just lean back and enjoy it, but I couldn’t tear my eyes away from the sight.

I had to make her stop, I was going to finish too soon, but I had an idea. “You wanted to be on the couch so badly,” I told her, and led her over to the couch. I sat down on the couch and let her sit on top of me. Goddamn, her pussy felt great when she slid herself down on me. Her tits were right in my face, and I buried my face in them while she bounced and down on me, my dick sliding in and out of her. She lowered herself down onto me, grinding against me, into my pelvic bone and pressing down hard on my chest with her hands.

I had another idea, it was the night of ideas apparently. I was holding onto her with both hands by the stomach, sometimes reaching down to squeeze her ass. Still holding onto her stomach, I stood up, picking her up with me. I adjusted my hands to hold under her legs while she held on around my neck. She was so light, it was easy to hold her up. And as my cock slid in and out of her, her moans were even louder than before, her moans, the slapping, and my grunting filling up the room. She kissed me, sloppily and deeply.

Still holding her up with my cock inside her, I walked from the couch to the bed and laid her down on my bed, spreading her beautiful legs out wide, leaving her pussy wide open. I leaned over her, and slid myself into her again, putting her legs up on my shoulders. Tori screamed in pleasure, “Fuuuccccccckkk that’s so deep!” I held nothing back, pounding her as hard, fast, and deep as I possible could. By now, I was getting close, she felt so fucking good against me. I pulled out of her, spread out her legs, and sprayed my cum all over her beautiful body, releasing my cum with a load groan. We both exhaled deeply, trying desperately to catch our breaths. “Fuck,” I said, “that was spectacular.” Tori just looked at me, biting her bottom lip. If I hadn’t just cum, that look would’ve made me cum again by itself.

Tori and I spent the rest of the summer quasi-dating. We’d fuck, go out to dinner and exploring sometimes, and we stayed in contact after the summer for a time before she got a boyfriend and we went our separate ways. I even went to go visit her down in Alabama and that was a wild weekend of sex interspersed with random meals that made me feel like we were dating, even though it was never going to last.

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