Fucking a New Roommate [MF]

I went to a party the other night. Steve, one of my best mates, asked me out of the blue if I was in need for a drink, I responded with an irrefutable ‘always’, and we were on the road only a couple hours later. I didn’t know that I was about to meet Gina that very same evening.

To be honest, I didn’t remember her name after we shook hands and made our formal dance of greetings, how could I? The party was crowded when we arrived and people seemed drunk enough to make the blending in not too uncomfortable. That was perfect. I headed straight to the drinks in order to get groovy, as Steve used to call it, and get the party started. The girl that was standing next to me at the bar ordered six beers.

‘Thirsty?’ I asked.

She giggled and smiled a freckled smile – one of the cutest I have ever seen in all of my days living on our green mother earth – and I melted instantly. She gave me a hand and the expression that she wanted me to hold it in mine.

‘Hi! I’m Gina.’ She said with a drunken and quite uncontrollable sparkle on her face. Her dark brown hair twirled around her face, framing it like a beautiful painting.

I was just too occupied with keeping my cool and reciting my name in my head so that it would come out all right, too occupied to actually listen to her and remember her name. She was wearing a flowery skirt that flailed alongside her legs as she wiggled on the beat of the music, a black top that was, in contrast to the skirt, as tight as could be and accentuated every curve that needed (and deserved) accentuating, and around her neck was one of those choker strap things (I wouldn’t know the official term). Between her top and her skirt was a strip of skin that was taunting me to touch it. Her eyes were as deep and uplifting as Vivaldi’s summer and her breasts . . . man, her breasts. They were perfect. From beneath the fabric of her top you could see the color of her red bra protruding, two bumps (both a big handful) that sprung so willingly out of their dark habitat that I had to restrain everything in my body to let them remain untouched.

‘Hey,’ I said while I took her hand and shook it. ‘I’m Daniel, friend of Steve’s’

‘Ah Steve. I think I could’ve guessed that.’ She smiled. I didn’t know why, but I embraced every last moment of it. When she got her six beers, she gave me a little bow and smiled a last time.

‘I will be seeing you, Daniel, won’t I?’ She called at me as she wrestled herself back into the chaos of the crowd.

She would, she certainly would.

Let me take you guys a couple hours (and beers) down the line. The party had come to its quiet conclusion, my friend Steve went home already, and I decided that I was going to spend the night at the party house. The host of the party assigned me a room in which I could I could spend the night and when I felt that the night was done, I went upstairs to get my sleep (it was 04:00 and God knew I needed that sleep). When I entered the room however, I stumbled upon something very curious, something that gave me prove that this night maybe wasn’t as done as I thought it was. The room was dark, but in the dim light of the curtains I could clearly see a silhouette moving, a girl’s silhouette. And a beautiful one at that. Curved breasts and a waist that was edged more smoothly than the sea.

‘Hey’, I said to the figure in the dark. ‘I guess you’ll be having a roommate tonight.’

It didn’t take her long to reply. ‘Oh, that’s just wonderful. I’m terribly afraid of sleeping alone.’ Of course it was Gina’s beautiful voice that filled the silence of the room.

The figure took hold of her hips, tugged some clothing, and slowly started to pull down her skirt. Her legs contrasted against the light of the early morning, they were smooth and long and when she got back up again, I could see her perfectly round ass wiggly in all of its glory. I know there wasn’t enough light to see any expression in the dark, but I had the faintest feeling that she was smiling at me with that freckled smile of hers. She walked to the bathroom, which was only a door away, and put the lights on.

‘Aren’t you coming to brush your teeth?’ she asked in her soft voice as if we were actually living together.

Of course I was. I got rid of my clothes (as she had also done) and got in with only my boxers still on.

She stood there wearing only her black top, which had crawled up to well above her bellybutton and a thong that matched the red color of her bra. She gave me a tooth brush which I didn’t decline and stood behind her. In the mirror in front of us, I could look her in the eyes. She was concentrating on the cleaning of her mouth and I found the sight absolutely adorable. She wiggled and she wiggled as her arm made violent movements. Her breasts moved from side to side and I, drunk enough as I was, didn’t mind staring without shame at them. This was the moment she did a step backwards. Her ass was only a few inches separated from me, wiggling along, and I had did my best to not get a hard on and startle her.

Of course I failed miserably.

The distance between us became shorter and shorter with every moment of looking at her from behind her shoulder. There was nothing I could do anymore. More of me wanted to bury myself between her perfect cheeks that were playing around so joyfully. When we touched, I could see a smile appearing. Finally. After that first touch, she pressed herself against me, deliberately. Her attention had shifted from her teeth to her ass. She was rubbing it against me. Blood was thumping in my heart and seeping into my growing cock. Her breathing became heavier and her eyes were begging me to take her right then an there.

After we were done brushing and spat out the white paste, there was a moment of silence. We looked at each other in the mirror, my cock between her ass cheeks and my breath in her neck, and there was only one thing left to do. I took her by her hips, turned her around and lifted her up onto the sink. We kissed. Her hands running wild in my hair and my hands squeezing everything that needed (and deserved) squeezing. Her hips were grinding themselves against me with every thrust of my body, a moan escaped from between her lips into my mouth.

When she jumped down, she got rid of her remaining clothes. Her second black skin was peeled off in a fluent motion and her red pieces of concealment fell to the floor without complaint, her breasts hung perfectly round above her flat stomach. After that, she got to my remaining clothing. She got to her knees and looked me in the eyes as she slid my boxers down and my cock bounced up freely. Her mouth wrapped itself around the top. Her lips kissed me and her tongue made sure to not leave a single patch of skin untouched. Slowly, she went further, deeper. Moans of pleasure slipped between her lips and my cock as her left hand was stroking her clit. She inched her way down my dick. Her chin touching my balls and her eyes still looking at me.

I kissed her when she stood back up again. There was only one way to repay her, I thought. I turned her around and bend her over. Her arms were stretched out and her hands were clenching on the edge of the sink, the mirror in front of us returned the whole spectacle and I looked her in the eyes. I ran my hand down her smooth back, down her legs. My fingers found their way between her legs eventually. I made sure to take my time. Inch by inch by inch, until she snapped.

‘Get it in already!’ she moaned uncontrollably.

She was soaking wet. I took my cock in my hand and touched her. Slowly I guided myself inside her. Inch by inch, she took everything I had to offer until I completely disappeared. Her ass wiggled on the beat of my thumping and in the mirror I could see her tits doing the same thing. My hands were on her hips and they were violently pressing her onto me. With every push she moaned louder. An occasional ‘fuhuuuuck!’ and a very rare ‘Christ!’ were the only sounds besides our clashing of flesh and a moaning that seemed to originate from the deepest of her throat. Ecstasy filled the room and everything besides Gina and I didn’t exist.

Her back was filled with streams of gleaming sweat and her hair was dripping with dampness. She threw her head back, letting her hair spread across her back and started to twitch vigorously. Her ass shook in all direction when I hit her and her voice filled every wake of every thrust.

‘Daniel, I’m . . . I’m fucking. . .’ She didn’t have to finish her sentence for me to know what she wanted to say. I took hold of her hair and pulled it back so I could see her face in the mirror. Her eyes were closed, her mouth was wide open and let out high pitched shrieks, and her legs began to tremble. After a final thrust, she gave in. Everything inside her had started to twirl and twitch. The massaging was so intense, so fucking perfect, that she brought me to my own climax. My hand return to her hip and I grasped onto her with everything I had. I pushed myself inside her as deep as I possibly could and finally; the end. I felt my cum spraying inside her orgasming body. She held me down with her warmness and her softness and took every last drop of it.

When, after a few minutes of speechless enjoyment, we detached from each other, our hearts were still racing. We rolled into bed with our bodies still bathing in sweat. I kissed her a final time and with the rays of the next day’s sun creeping through the slit between the curtains, we fell into a wonderful sleep.

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