Five Years of Film School Stories: Fucking the girl I was seeing while her roommate watched. [MFF]

Well, long time reader but I finally decided to share. I went to college in one of the flyover states and then moved out to LA for graduate film school, which was quite the culture shock for a guy like me. That was five years ago. I recently moved back home for a less dramatic life, but have plenty of stories from those five years to share. So, without further ado, here we go.

First, about me. I’m white, 6′ 3″, dark hair, athletic build (I’ve been told I have a “swimmer’s body”), and have an above-average cock. I’m not the most handsome guy in the universe, but people seem to find me attractive enough, so that works for me.

Anyway, this first story is about the girl I started seeing, Rachel, and her freaky roommate, Robin. Rachel was a girl defined by her smile. It was wide and sexy and she knew exactly when to flash it to make a guy feel like a million dollars. She was tall, taller than most girls I had gotten with, at 5’11”. She had these long legs that just kept going and going, a high and plump ass, and small, perky tits. She was dark skinned with big brown eyes and shoulder length hair. A directing student, we met when I pitched her an idea I had for a short film (I was a screenwriter) and we hit things off. We both adored nerdy-ass shows that got cancelled too early and drinking too much on weeknights. Sex came easy between us.

The first time we really hung out was at her place. We got drunk on craft beer over the course of an hour or so and naturally, we started kissing each other. Hands explored, clothing items went flying, and before long she had taken me balls deep in her mouth, her big, soft lips sliding up and down my shaft while my fingers had found their way inside her.

But this story isn’t about that night, it’s about one that took place about a week later.

After a fairly long week of classes leading up to the first semester’s short films beginning production, both of use were in need of some relaxation of the sexual variety. On Friday night, we planned to go to her place, order in some food, and watch a couple of our favorite movies. All-in-all, a pretty chill night. When I showed up at the door wearing a semi-tight pair of jeans and a slim t-shirt that showed off my pecs, Rachel answered with a look on her face that told me something wasn’t going to be going our way.

She told me that her roommate, who she thought was going to be gone for the weekend, was in fact at her place and wouldn’t be leaving for the night. Now, I was definitely disappointed as the various images of sex romps in my head started to disappear, but I wasn’t about to leave. She was cool, fun, and interesting so I told her it was no big deal and went on inside.

Now, I had heard all about her roommate before this point. Rachel, though she liked her roommate, had her fair share of complaints to make. Apparently, Robin was an acting student who had the mentality that “things would just take care of themselves”. These things included the chores around the apartment, her grades, and getting a job. But they shared similar interests and Robin did pay the rent on time, so it was really not that big a deal according to her.

I climbed up the small steps into the living room and saw Robin for the first time. She was shorter than Rachel, maybe 5’6″, white, but she had a body that was best discribed as unbelievable. Her dark brown hair fell to her boobs, which were confined in an orange tank top, but just barely. She was skinny, with slender hips, but her tits were probably a 32D and the tank top was not meant for a bust of that size. She was sitting in a big lounge chair with her legs pulled up beside her leaning on the armrest. I should say, her tits were leaning on the armrest which pushed them up and together, creating some of the most ridiculous cleavage I had ever seen. We quickly greeted each other and Rachel and I sat on the couch across from her. We all made conversation and I have to say that Robin wasn’t as bad as Rachel had led on. All three of us were getting along fine and Rachel invited Robin to chill with us in the living room, have some drinks, and watch the movies with us.

She agreed and the night progressed, as did our drinking, until all three of us were feeling pretty good. At this point, Rachel and I were snuggled close to each other, my arm around her shoulders, and Robin was laying on the floor stomach-side down watching the TV. As subtly as she could, Rachel put her hand on my lap and started rubbing my cock through my jeans. I immediately started getting hard, my erection pushing up against the fabric.

Rachel looked me in the eye, smiled, and started running her hand up and down the length of my covered cock. Now, I wasn’t sure if she was aware of this at the time, but I wasn’t watching the TV while she was doing this. Instead, my eyes were fixed on Robin’s ass, barely contained by the boy shorts she had put on a few hours earlier to get comfortable. Where the fabric ended I could make out the curves of her ass and from what I could see, it was a damn nice one. It looked toned and yet with just enough left over to dig your fingers into.

The image crossing my mind made me even harder and my cock started to ache against my tight jeans. Robin grabbed it as best she could and nibbled at my neck, a personal turn-on that she was well aware of at this point. As she did this, Robin rolled over and turned back to us, mouth open as if she was about to ask a question about the movie (which, gun to my head, I can not remember what we were watching). However, instead she got an eye-full of Rachel grabbing the rather large bulge in my pants and biting down on my neck and my mouth open from the feel of it.

He eyes went wide for just a split second and she rolled back over. I paniced, thinking that we should stop and I was about to move Rachel’s hand off my cock when my eyes landed on something else. Robin had rolled a bit onto her side and her fingers hand found one of her nipples through her top. They circled around and pinched a few times before she laid back straight, watching the movie. It may have just been my mind, but it almost looked like she was angling her hips so that I could get a better view of her ass.

Robin kept nibbling, but I decided to make a move, a move I hoped would turn into a fantasy of mine. I put a finger under Rachel’s chin and lifter her face up to mine. I kissed her hard, our tongues in and out of each others mouth, and as I kissed her, I slid a hand in between her thighs. She immediately opened up her legs for me and i put my hand up her short cotton shorts. Already wet, it took no time for me to get my finger inside her, lubed up, and rubbing her clit. I had expected her to slow me down or stop me at any point in this, but she just rolled with it. She bit her lip the entire time, perhaps thinking that she was being subtle, but the sounds of me working her wet pussy were probably audible in the next apartment.

I broke of the kiss for a moment because I wanted to see if Robin had noticed. To both my and Rachel’s surprise, she had rolled over, spread her legs, and shoved a hand down the front of her shorts where she was rubbing frantically. My fantasy was happening. She told us not to stop and I looked at Rachel, wanting to see how she would take it. To my surprise, she immediately started kissing me again and fumbled with my belt. Not wanting to be a jerk I asked her if she was sure. She nodded, laughed a little, and unzipped my pants.

Robin took the opportunity take her top and bra off, her tits bouncing as she laid back down on the ground. They were tear-dropped shaped with small, pink nipples that were hard and pointed. She then ripped off her shorts to reveal that she hadn’t been wearing underwear before. With her fingers, she parted her lips and shoved two fingers deep inside herself. With her other hand she worked one of her nipples.

Rachel finally dropped my jeans and boxer-briefs and my cock, harder than I had ever been at that point, sprung out. Now, like I said, I’m above-average. A little over 7″ fully erect, but not a show-stopper by any means and not great enough to garner profuse admiration. That is, up until this night.

Rachel dropped to her knees, her big brown eyes level with my stiff cock.

“God, it’s such a pretty cock,” she said.

Robin stopped fingering her self, sat up and stared at it. “Shit, you’re right. That’s a really nice cock. It looks like something that someone would draw.”

The momentary pause, with both girls gawking at my dick, Rachel’s mouth mere inches from it and open, drove me absolutely nuts. One of my fantasies, fucking a girl with another girl watching (and hopefully getting off herself) in the same room, was happening and someone had hit pause to admire my dick.

Grateful though I was, I decided to take action instead. I put my hand around the back of Rachel’s head and pushed her mouth onto my cock. It slid past her pillow-y lips and into her warm, wet mouth. I bottomed out at the edge of her throat and pulled it back out again, all in one fluid motion.

Robin moaned and let out a loud, “Fuck, that was hot,” before spreading her legs while sitting up and getting back to work on her clit. Rachel obliged me by continuing the blowjob, bobbing her head back and forth on my dick, letting the spit flow and working her tongue along the underside of my shaft. Several times she took it out and gave Robin a show by stroking it slow all the way down to the base.

Before long, Robin said “Let me see that ass, girl” to Rachel who let go of my cock, stood up and stripped down to nothing in a matter of seconds. She pushed be down on the couch and straddled me. Before I could even think the word “condom”, she had guided me inside her soaking pussy all the way down. Her head fell back and she yelled out, “Oh God. Fuck me.”

I did not wait. Grabbing her hips and a decent amount of her ample ass, I started bouncing her on my cock. Robin moved to the other end of the couch, propped one of her legs on the back of the couch and one off the front, I was treated to an incredible view of her body. She watched as I fucked Rachel, alternating between pulling her pussy lips apart and rubbing her clit with the other hand, and rubbing both of her tits, playing with her nipples (I got the distinct feeling that Robin really liked having her tits played with). After a few minutes, Rachel said she wanted me to take her from behind, so I pulled out and pushed her down so that she was facing Robin on the couch.

As I slid my cock into her tight pussy from behind, I saw Robin slow down her fingering. Thinking that she might be getting close, I decided to take it up a notch. I hadn’t really fucked Rachel hard yet. We had been more exploratory in our first few times together, but I felt like there was no better time. I sped up and started slamming my cock into her as deep as I could go. To my excitement, Rachel got extremely vocal, groaning and moaning for every thrust. She started yelling “Oh god, take me.” Over and over again. But, what turned me on the most is that she wasn’t looking back at me, but intently watching Robin go to town on herself. Robin bit her lip hard and whispered, “I’m gonna fucking cu-” but didn’t finish before her legs slammed together, her abdomen clenched, and her tits bounched up and down with every way of orgasm that shot through her.

That display pushed Rachel over the edge and I felt her pussy clench onto my cock, gripping it hard and I continue to fuck her hard. What escaped her mouth wasn’t words, but more just sounds. It was the hottest thing I had ever heard. And, up to that point, I had never made a girl orgasm just from penetration.

My orgasm wasn’t far behind. All it took was one final trigger. I was watching Rachel’s ass bounce against my pelvis, my cock wet and slick slamming in and out of her. I glanced up and caught Robin’s eye. She licked her lips one time and said softly, “Cum”.

And that was it. I pulled out of Rachel, pumped my cock two times and exploded. I intended to cum over Rachel’s ass and back, but the power of the situation took over. My first shot went right over Rachel’s shoulder and hit Robin’s heaving tits. That site was so hot to me that the second shot hit her in the face (it was a small couch, more a loveseat). The rest of my sizable load of cum covered Rachel’s back and her shuddering ass as I gripped it in my hands.

After, we all cleaned ourselves up and restarted the movie we had been watching before we all fell asleep. In the morning, I kissed Rachel goodbye and Robin ran up and grabbed my cock through my jeans saying, “that definitely won’t be the last time” before kissing Rachel. She would turn out to be very right.

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