My girlfriend’s roommate [MF] [Cheating]

[Prologue]

Last year I thought I was kicking goals. I finished university and landed a graduate position at my dream law firm. I was losing weight, exercising regularly and I had a girlfriend that was fairly good to me. However, not all good things are built to last. Fast forward 12 months and well, not everything was coming up milhouse.

After 12 months in hell at my ‘dream firm’ I quit my job, with the promise of a new position to fall through at the last moment and I was unemployed for a good couple of months. It was during this time that I started getting bored with my life. I realised that I was one of ‘those people’ – the ones whose career was literally their identity. I was spiralling. My applications to new positions were falling flat and my network was failing me.

During this time my girlfriend became fairly distant. I had helped her get a job as an assistant in a neighbouring town. For some reason the power imbalance seemed to get to her head. We would visit each other fairly evenly… But during the time she started her position, I would be at her place about 90% of the time. When I became unemployed she would leave for work early in the morning and had an expectation that I would hang around at hers and do domestic duties (cooking, cleaning that kind of thing). For a time, I accepted this arrangement because I had nothing better to do.

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My girlfriend had a housemate (that’s what we call them here Down Under). She was working on a part time basis and so some of the days that I would be at my girlfriend’s she would be home as well.

Her name was Carrie and she was a 26 year old, short (5’5) brunette who had never really grown out of her goth phase. She had a fairly average C cup bust, and a massive waist. She wasn’t fat by any means, it is just what weight she put on seemed to go to her waist and to her ass.

We were comfortable around each other as I had known Carrie before I had met my girlfriend. I’d spend most of my time grilling Carrie about her poor decisions in men and she’d spend most of her time telling me about how she was going to go on a reality TV show and meet Mr Right.

Our relationship was pretty normal for the most part, but that changed when Carrie lost her part time job. After that we spent a lot more time together. It started out innocent in that we would apply to jobs at the same time, check each other’s resumes and things like that. We even started exercising together.

I began spending more time at my girlfriend’s place because her housemate let me fill the time between callbacks etc. It was good to have someone there who understood what I was dealing with. My girlfriend appreciated it as well, as I was basically domesticated at this stage. Her house was cleaner than mine.

Our friendship developed to the point where it became too close. After my girlfriend left for work, Carrie would come into her room to wake me up for breakfast. She gradually stopped wearing the usual clothes she’d wear around the house and began wearing baggy loose clothes and no bra. I followed suit and I stopped bothering to put pants and a shirt on before greeting her in the morning.

[The Cheating]

One morning after my girlfriend left for work, Carrie woke me up. I must have been in a deep sleep because she was leaning over me whispering ‘im gonna get you’ in my ear. I woke up in a strange panic and grabbed her and threw her onto the bed.

The throw must have come as a surprise and as she corrected herself she accidentally revealed one of her breasts to me. At this time I realised it was her and I apologised. She told me that it wasn’t a big deal and let out a sigh, telling me she had something fun for us to do today.

I had no idea what was going on, but I got out of bed in my boxers and went into the lounge room. She had a neatly placed bong sitting on the table with a bowl of weed already prepared. She told me that we were going to get high and go for a bush walk (Spoilers: There was no bush walk).

I was a bit concerned. I don’t usually smoke weed, but when I do I get ridiculously horny. I don’t know why but it is like a potent aphrodisiac for me. I didn’t say anything at the time, but I sat down and let her pack cone. She gave the first one to me.

After finishing the bowl. I was toasted. Like, I could not string together without giggling my head off. We were laughing over something on TV and I looked down and noticed that her hand was on my knee. Once I saw that, my boxers literally tented. Now I’m not massive. I am about 7 inches at best. Still, I couldn’t hide anything. The old waistband trick doesn’t work if you’re not wearing a shirt.

At this point I went quiet and she looked straight at me, and then down at the makeshift tipi that was my underwear. I looked away from her, not knowing what to do and she let out a soft moan and squeezed my knee.

I said to her, “Carrie – we can’t.”.

She then stood up in front of me and said, “Well you can’t, but I need to fuck something” and then walked off to her room.

I waited on the couch for a minute, trying to will my cock back to flaccid, but nothing was working. I thought that I may as well rub one out in my girlfriend’s room and then have a nap. I stood up, and walked towards the direction of my girlfriend’s room when I noticed that Carrie hadn’t shut her door. I heard moans coming from her room.

Curiosity got the better of me and I went and stood at the edge of the door frame. That’s when I saw her. She had taken off her pants and was laying on her stomach, trying to push her thin dildo into her freshly shaven pussy.

All I could hear was her muttering “please give it to me, please”.

I took my cock in my hand and pushed my boxers to the floor. I pumped my cock while watching her try to fuck herself. After a few moments she pushed the fake cock into her pussy and then began aggressively playing with her clit. I watched as her hips rolled and the dildo slid slightly in and out of her pussy.

The sight was too much and I moaned. She didn’t even look at me, all she replied with was a louder moan and a hip movement that pushed the dildo out of her pussy. I was in a trance at this point. I slowly walked up behind her, my hard cock in my hand and jerked my cock to the rhythm of her hip movements.

At this point she became bold. She increased her tempo. Each time her hips gyrated her ass would get closer and closer to my cock. She then looked back and me and moaned ‘Oh please sir, I’m going to cum’. At that point her hips started to jolt and I saw her glorious ass begin to shake. She pushed back one last time and I couldn’t control myself anymore. I placed one hand on her hip and pulled her pussy over my cock.

At this point I fucked her like my life depended on it. I was grabbing at her hair and spanking her like she was my bitch. I was frantically thrusting myself inside her and she was responding with long deep moans. I grabbed her toy from underneath me and I pushed it into her asshole. At that point her body shook again and the feeling of aggressive squeezes on my cock was too much. I pumped my cum deep inside her pussy.

At this point I collapsed on top of her. My cock stayed hard as it slowly exited her drenched pussy. As I lay there she said to me, ‘Wow so she was right, you’re great to fuck when high’.

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