I [F]ucked my roo[M]mate’s Ex

So this happened a few years ago. My roommate at the time, we’ll call her Samantha, worked nights at a hotel. She had recently dumped her boyfriend, we’ll call him Ben, pretty abruptly about a week earlier. It’s a Thursday night and I’m relaxing in sweatpants and a tank top with no bra on.

As I’m watching Harry Potter I hear a knock at the door. Slightly annoyed I go and see who it is. It’s Ben, he says Samantha told him to come and pick up his stuff. Of course she never had mentioned it to me and had picked a time when she would not be home. He shows me the text saying the time, and as I look down at his phone I realize just how little my top is doing to cover me. Not only is it very clear I’m not wearing a bra, but the shirt is thin enough that you can see my nipples through it. Ben notices that as well but to his credit he didn’t stare.

I invite him in and we go into Samantha’s room, and my plan is to show him the boxes and then throw a hoodie to cover up until he leaves. But of course Samantha didn’t pack his stuff, just left the empty boxes there for him to do it. I feel bad at this point so I agree to help him quickly pack up. As we are grabbing his things we talk a bit, and I find out they broke up after a year and a half of dating because he found out she had been sleeping with a coworker.

I can tell he’s a bit upset still so I give him a hug. The hug lingers for a bit and as we pull away he kisses me. I kiss him back almost as a reflex, and before i know it we are making out. The rational part of my brain is telling me this is a stupid idea, just kiss for a bit and then back off, no harm in that. As we continue to kiss I feel his right hand move to my breast, playing with my nipple with his thumb as he gropes me.

That rational voice now is saying that as long as we keep it over my shirt then it is fine. Soon though I feel his other hand lifting up my top, i hesitate to stop him, it feels so good and my tits have always been an easy way to turn me on. My hesitation means now my shirt is pulled up all the way and my tits are fully exposed. He leans forward and begins to suck on one, his tongue expertly working my nipple. I manage to mumble something about it being a bad idea, but at the same time I have my hand on his head keeping it in position around my tit.

I reach down and undo his pants and pull out his already hard dick. As I get on my knees that rational part of me is hoping he’ll finish quickly, that that thought is barely registering as I take his dick in my mouth. I start slow, taking a little more with each bob of my head. I alternate sucking him off and using my hand while I play with the head with my tongue. After a while he pulls his dick out of my mouth and I stand up.

He lays me on the bed, on Samantha’s bed, and that rational voice in my head is gone as he takes off my sweats and panties. He kisses down my body, making his way to my pussy. He goes to town on me, tongue moving in and out of my pussy, sucking on my clit, my legs are over his shoulders as he continues to eat me out. He keeps going until I cum, my legs tighten around his head as I moan in pleasure.

He gets up and slides his dick into me, and immediately begins to thrust quickly. He is alternating between kissing me and biting and sucking on my breasts. He starts to go faster, I can tell he’s about to finish. After few more thrusts he pulls out and jerks his load onto my stomach. We stay there for a moment, breathing heavily. I tell him I have to go shower, as I’m showering I hear him leave. When I get out I see that he took his stuff and straightened out her bed. I never saw him again, and Samantha never knew what he had done.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/ecudcc/i_fucked_my_roommates_ex

16 comments

  1. Were you mad or guilty about what he had done Or did you have regrets? Would you have done it again?

  2. > I manage to mumble something about it being a bad idea, but at the same time I have my hand on his head keeping it in position around my tit.

    Hot. Unbelievably hot.

  3. Great story! Love! But not sure how this fits in with the monthly contest theme? If you can clarify, then we can flair it again.

  4. Good choice. I’d love to bury my wand in your department of mysteries. A prophecy must be fulfilled.

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