[MF][long] my lesbian roommate – part 1

This is the first GW story I write, although I’ve been thinking about writing for quite some time. I enjoyed a lot writing it, so I hope you enjoy reading it. Because it’s part 1, the introduction is long, I’ll try to make it shorter next time. Also note that English is not my native language, so any comments pointing mistakes will be appreciated :)

It was the first job I landed on my current field, and I was working there for about a year. The guy who trained me had left, and I was really busy on a project, so they hired Carol to help me.

Carol was a lightly tanned brunette, hair just below the shoulder. She had a very nice body for those who prefer above average sized girls, like I do. Carol was relatively tall, very large D cups, big butt, she was the definition of thick.

Carol was very nice. She had about the same experience time that I did, but with completely different backgrounds. This made work related conversation flowing easily, as we would share a lot, but we haven’t talked about much else.

Until we decided to grab a beer after work… She was a completely different person when she drank, all her seriousness left in the office. She was very kinky, as much as I am, and loved talking about it.

As months flew by, I’ve learned a lot about Carol’s sexual life in our happy hours: she have had a boyfriend in her teens, from which she lost her virginity; they dated for two years, and experimented a lot, from anal to bondage; after the break up, she kissed her first girl, had sex with her on the same night, and had been 100% lesbian ever since; she then had many girls, and her lesbian stories always made me horny; she had a very high sex drive, and masturbated every day;

Then she left the company out of a a sudden, without notice. We lost most of the touch, except for a few Facebook comments. Until about a year later, I saw a Facebook status asking for a room to rent. I had a free room, and immediately invited her to move in with me, which she accepted.

I was recently single, and Carol was still dating the same girlfriend I met when we worked together. For the first two months, I felt she was a complete stranger. She was always quiet and locked in her room.

Carol and her gf had a big arguing and broke up. Since I was still a bit heartbroken too, we talked a lot about relationships over the next weeks. How her bad relationship was consuming her.

As the sorrow went away, I could see the Carol I knew coming back. She was spending a lot more time with me. Every day we came from work, showered, have dinner together, and sit on the couch to watch some TV and talk.

Most of the nights, I used only shorts, no shirt, and she sat on the couch wearing a night dress and no bra. Seeing those big tits hanging inside her clothes was a torture to me. And when a sex scene came in the TV or we talked kinky stuff, I couldn’t even hide my boner. Luckily I didn’t had to as she was very ok with it.

Sometimes we even watched porn together (this started as a joke from porns with funny names), specially lesbian porn, which turns me on. It was not uncommon that out nights ended with something along these lines:

Me: well, I’m horny again.
Carol: you may be the hornier person I know
Me: look who’s talking, hahaha
Carol: true that, haha
Me: and you know I’m about 5 months without sex
Carol: yeah. I’m about two months and almost losing my mind
Me: I guess I’m going to my room beat my meat and sleep
Carol: me too… I can’t even sleep without cumming

And I knew it was true because more than once I’ve heard muffled moanings coming from her room. It made me even hornier.

One night I came home about 2 hours late, and Carol was already in her night dress, laying on the couch, watching TV. She looked stunning. If she was my gf, I’d have ripped her clothes off and fucked her right there. But she wasn’t, so I went to shower.

When I came back, she was still laying in the couch, occupying it fully. I when to the side I usually sit in, and instead of sitting straight, Carol just put her legs up to give me space to sit, and placed her legs in my lap.

As she was placing her legs, I got a peek under her dress. I knew she never wore bra at night, but I was surprised to find out that she didn’t wore panties either. I could tell she was a little lazy with her shaving since she wasn’t having sex, and hair was starting to grow, but I didn’t mind. Seeing her pussy gave me an instant boner.

I’ve tried to put my thoughts aside and save that amazing sight I just had for later, when I’d be alone in my room, but I just couldn’t with her legs on my lap, and my hands on her thigh. Her skin was so soft and warm, I wanted to kiss it. It stroke me that, despite we talked about intimate subjects, we barely touched each other.

A sex scene came on the TV. I was fighting my boner, but my dick only got harder. My hands were already moving around her thighs, I could hear her breath fastening. I knew she was getting aroused too. But I wouldn’t dare make a move.

The episode ended a few minutes after, Carol had the remote and started flickering, stopping in a porn channel. It was a very lame porn, unfortunately, the kind where a woman orders a pizza and the next minute the delivery guy is butt fucking her.

Carol: this is so fake. Who have sex like this?
I joked: I know, right? I could see people having more sex if girls acted more like guys haha, but certainly not like this.
Carol: what do you mean?
Me: well, I’m yet to see a guy who would reject a blowjob from a hot girl, or deny eating her pussy.
Carol: well, I wouldn’t reject a hot girl’s pussy either haha
Me: and being eaten?
Carol: by a girl?
Me: by a guy!
Carol: I don’t know… Probably…

“However…”, she added, “Its being so long since I last got eaten properly that I might consider”. It was what I needed to hear. “Let me eat you”, I said. Carol stared at me, maybe contemplating the offer, maybe unsure if I was joking. My hands started going up her thighs as I continued, “Come on. We are both in need. Let me eat you… And you give me a handjob in return?”

Carol stared at me for a couple more seconds, the tension making it feel like ages, then nodded with a “yes” escaping her lips. My mind weren’t believing what was happening, but my body was slipping through the couch, and kneeled on the floor in front of her.

My mouth was finally on her soft inner thighs, the natural scent of her skin inebriating me. Pulling the night dress up, I licked all the way to her pussy. The same pussy which the sight took my mind as storm moments earlier was now in front of me. My lips touched her labia, and with one long motion of my tongue I was finally tasting her juice.

Oh, I love pussy. The look, the smell, the textures, the taste. How could I stand so long without eating one?

Carol’s moans, that I’ve only heard as muffled sounds through the door, were louder. And knowing that I was causing them this time only felt better. It was the first man tongue this pussy had in a long time, and she was enjoying it.

Her juices kept coming, and I kept drinking it all. I could feel her clit getting harder. “yes… Don’t stop. Don’t stop”, Carol whispered. I felt her body coming up as she was about to cum, which she did with a faint scream.

If she hadn’t pushed my head away from her pussy, I’d have kept eating it, so great it tasted. Carol was still recovering from her orgasm when I slid my finger inside her. She didn’t say a word, but she was soaked!

I started making come here motions with my finger looking for her g spot. “A little higher”, she instructed me, which I immediately obeyed. “Yesss… Right there”.

With my left hand, I pulled one side of her night dress, revealing her tit. It was big, but firm. A lot lighter than the skin on her body. One faint vein led to her above average sized aureolas, which was almost the color of her skin. I had to bite that gorgeous nipple.

I kept poking her pussy where she told me to, as my mouth was being filled by that soft nipple. Her moans getting a higher pitch, unlike anything I’ve ever heard from her. “Don’t stop, don’t stop”, she asked me again seconds later, only it was much louder this time. She had to bite her own hand to avoid screaming, while her whole body was shaking.

I sat on the couch again, and started masturbating. I was looking at her body, going through every detail of what just happened, while she was just laying there, not moving.

It took Carol one more minute to recover from the second orgasm, but once she did, she gave a spin on the couch, laying her head on my chest. She removed my hand from my penis and grabbed it.

Carol: that was great. I was really needing it.
Me: I know, me too.
Carol: I may not be very good, but I want to make you cum as good as I did
Me: I’m sure you’ll do fine

She started pounding my dick a bit clumsy, but it was so long since someone touched it that it felt amazing. She kissed my chest while masturbating me, and even gave a small bite to my nipple.

I got my arm around her, grabbing her boob. She slipped her head further down my body, wrapping her mouth around the tip of my penis. I couldn’t contain myself and left out a moan.

“I’m cumming”, I said, pulling her. The second she stood, my belly, chest, and her hand was covered in cum. Now it was my turn to lay back, and enjoy the best orgasm I had in months. Carol left, then came back with some napkins, and started cleaning me. We kept laying in the couch for some more time.

Carol: I have to sleep. I wake up early tomorrow.
Me: yeah, me too.

As we were heading to our bedrooms, I said “that was great, you know”. “Indeed it was”, Carol added, “we can do this again anytime”…

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/7j60dx/mflong_my_lesbian_roommate_part_1