Teasing my boy[f]riend’s nerdy roo[m]mate gets me pounded

When I was 18 I was dating a college senior, *Jordan*. He lived in a student apartment with three other guys. The college was a big party school and there were always parties at the apartments. I spent my weekends with him. One of his roommates was rarely home. The other two were home and we did occasionally play cards, watch movies, play video games, drink, etc together. One of the guys was a tall, self-conscious nerdy type fellow, *Noah*. Noah was very socially awkward and I’m pretty sure he had never had a girlfriend. In the beginning I wasn’t fond of Noah and hated being alone in the apartment with him while my boyfriend was at work. He was constantly watching every move I made. If I went to the kitchen in the middle of the night Noah would come out of his room and just hang out in the living room obviously trying to find some piddly excuse to be out there. Jordan found it amusing and since Noah was basically harmless he wasn’t bothered by it.

One night we had went to a party. We left early and decided to go back home where we had a bottle of Hurricane and plenty of beer. Noah was in the living room watching a movie. We invited him to drink with us and he agreed. Jordan poured me a glass of Hurricane while he and Noah drank beer. We had all had a few drinks and were sitting on the couch. Me between the guys. Jordan had been toying with me as usual. He loved teasing me in front of people and I always suspected that he really enjoyed doing it in front of Noah just to torture him. He would run his hands up the inside of my thighs stopping right before my pussy. Put his arm around me, his hand gently tugging the straps of my tank top and bra off my shoulder. Noah’s eyes followed every suggestive move he made on my body. At one point Noah shifted on the couch and his thigh touched mine. He jerked away immediately and mumbled an apology. Before I could tell him it was fine he was standing up and walking to the kitchen asking Jordan if he was ready for another beer. While his head was in the fridge I whispered into Jordan’s ear to stop fucking with me and by extension Noah. He shrugged it off and whispered back to me that he was just trying to give the poor guy something to jerk off to later. Feeling the alcohol’s effects, his comment kind of aggravated me. Fuck with Noah sure. But tease me? Wind me tight? I didn’t think so. I made up my mind that if he was gonna play games so was I.

Noah returned to the couch and as soon as he sat down I flipped around to him, straddling him quickly. I caught the look of surprise on Jordan’s face out of the corner of my eye but I paid him no mind. I looked at Noah. Really looked at him. He wasn’t so bad. Maybe a bit misguided on how to interact with girls. But not bad looking. I brushed his bangs to the side to see his eyes better. Behind his glasses his eyes swam with fear, excitement, uncertainty. He swallowed hard and I watched his Adam’s apple bob. “What are you doing?” he asked in a breathy whisper.

I smiled at him letting my hands caress his face, down the sides of his neck and to his shoulders. “What does it look like?” I asked him. He looked at me then I caught a glimpse of panic dart across his features. He turned his head to Jordan who simply shrugged and took a big gulp of his beer. Noah took his silence as permission. I could tell that really Jordan was seeing how far I would take this. He shifted on the couch to watch us and grinned at me. This cocky, challenging smile that just spread his lips widely across his face.

Noah put his focus back on me. His free hand tentatively touched my hip. I kept my hands on his shoulders rubbing them. He licked his lips. That kind of nervous action you take before kissing someone for the first time. I didn’t waste a second in connecting our lips. His kiss was sloppy, unrefined. Definitely his first. But with every slight shift of our lips pressing together he seemed to gain more confidence. Our tongues found each other and I left his shoulders, sliding my hands down his chest, his abdomen and to the hem of his shirt where I slipped them underneath the soft cotton to trace my fingers over his bare skin. By this point he had already began to grow in his jeans and when I felt his erection straining against his pants I dipped my body lower, grinding on him. A low moan rumbled up from his throat and his grip on my hip tightened. We kept at it. Making out. My hands roaming his body. Grinding against each other. I couldn’t believe I was so turned on by nerdy Noah and what made it even hotter was stealing glances at Jordan who sat there silently on the couch drinking his beer but watching every movement. I broke our kiss long enough to pull my tank top off and toss it at Jordan. Noah’s eyes zoned in on my breasts and his hand swiftly left my hip and tenderly grabbed me, massaging me outside of my bra as we resumed making out. I could feel my wetness seeping onto my underwear. When his hand dipped inside of my bra to find my nipple Jordan leaned over and grabbed my arm. He said one word, “Enough.” But I didn’t stop. Neither did Noah. I wasn’t sure how far this would go but in my mind I knew that if his dick came out of his jeans I was going to ride it so he would never forget. Jordan jerked me away from Noah. He locked eyes with him and sternly repeated himself, “I said enough.” Noah’s newfound confidence shrunk and he nodded taking his hand off of me. Jordan got up and yanked me to my feet.

Without a word he pulled me across the living room, into his room and shoved me on the bed, locking the door behind us. He was already shedding his clothes. Eyes locked on me. I could feel the heat between us. His erection popped out of his boxers throbbing. He grabbed the hem of my jeans and roughly jerked them down my hips until he had them off and balled up on the floor. His fingers wrapped around my ankles and he yanked me to the bottom of the bed then holding my legs spread in the air he began pounding me with his fat cock. His thrusts were rough and quick. I gasped at the aggressive way he pumped in and out of me. His hands stayed locked onto my calves keeping my legs as far apart as they could go. The delicious pull made me cry out. He smiled wickedly at me continuing to slam into me. I was so wet I could feel it dripping out of me running down onto the bed sheets. Jordan was sweating as he rammed into me until he couldn’t go any longer then pulled out and shot a huge load all over my breasts and stomach. He let my legs drop, bending forward to kiss the inside of one of my thighs. Panting he said “Don’t ever do that shit again.”

After a brief cool down Jordan licked my pussy until I soaked the sheets and we fucked once more. I got up and put my bra and underwear back on to go to the kitchen for a drink. The alcohol had faded. I was left with the beginning of a monster headache and I was absolutely parched from screaming his name into the pillow. I opened the door to find Noah still sitting on the couch. I ignored him and sauntered to the fridge for a bottled water.

The next day things went back to normal. Mostly. We never talked about that night nor repeated it. But Noah’s longing looks continued to find me across the room for the rest of the year until my boyfriend graduated (and our eventual break up). A few times on late night trips to the fridge for a cold drink after leg numbing sex with Jordan I would see Noah hanging around the living room. I got into the habit of purposely walking out in my underwear, sometimes even topless just for him. My way of apologizing for leaving him with a raging erection that night and probably getting his hopes up of getting laid only to be left on the other side of the door listening to me screaming Jordan’s name.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/bp8fn8/teasing_my_boyfriends_nerdy_roommate_gets_me