You read about college housemates hooking up after weeks of mutual pining but you never think it would happen to you. That’s what I thought too, before I got a crush on my housemate Alex. I was 22, about 5’6″ with dark brown hair cut short in one of those gay mullet-hawk things you see lesbians with a lot. My body type was relatively stocky with broad shoulders, strong legs and zero curves because I did strength sports. Not very attractive to most men, not that I gave a fuck about mens opinions of me, but I digress. She was 22, a wickedly smart biochem major, and had a great body; about 5’8″, lean like a soccer player. Knew how to show it off too. The house we lived in was big, and we shared with 3 others to split up the rent nicely. We hung out a lot together with mutual friends who had similar interests in things like video games, exploring abandoned buildings, and weed. I could never really gauge how she felt about me, but I personally had the major hots for her. Once we had a conversation in her car while sharing fries and chocolate shake about labels and casual hookups, and I knew there was at least a little bit of sexual tension between us but, me being the clueless lesbian, never acted on the hunch. Instead I resolved myself to watching Alex laugh at our friends dumb jokes, listening to her boy woes, and wondering how my head would feel between her thighs.
Later in the year when there was snow on the ground, Alex and I were hanging out with some friends in their basement. Someone brought edibles so we were on our way to a pleasant high in no time. It was blissful, one of those memories that gets hazy overtime but the fondness remains. We’d all played some rounds of smash Bros, and moved on to the classic circle of pals sprawled on the floor and furniture laughing about stupid shit.
At some point, the idea of a Nerf war was proposed, but most everyone was too high to want to organize that, especially as late as it was. My friends housemate (whom was not friends with the rest of us) must have overheard and charged in dual wielding Nerf guns, blasting the lot of us with rubber-tipped foam darts. Now the fight was on! We assembled with haste, snatching brightly colored plastic guns from my friend’s closet arsenal and chasing after the interloper, hollering and cussing the whole way. It was chaos for a few minutes but we quickly ran out of bullets and had to look for them. Alex and I were upstairs, digging foam bullets out from behind the couch on our hands and knees. The rest of our friends were downstairs and we could hear the occasional firing of a Nerf gun. She and I were laughing about it when she put one of the orange bullets between her teeth, pretending to smoke a cigar.
Then, making eye contact with me through her eyelashes, she leaned forward, bullet in her teeth, indicating that I should take it from her. My heart skipped a beat. For whatever reason, that silly gesture was the hottest thing I had ever seen Alex do. The tension that had thus far been only a whisper was thick and heady, like fog. I was unsure of how to respond. If I was bolder, I would have taken the other end in my own teeth to take it from her. But that seemed too forward. After starting at her for what felt like a whole minute, I reached for it slowly. She parted her teeth ever so slightly for me to take it out. With my other hand, my mind blank, I slowly touched her cheek. My thumb grazed over her bottom lip, and she took it in her mouth and sucked on it gently. Electric lust coursed through my body, settling low in my belly. Her pupils were wide in her sea-gray eyes, and I know it wasn’t from the edibles. I for one was sober as soon as they met my own. My hands fell to my side. Just as I was about to say something, she stood up, offering a hand. I took it, standing as well. Alex shouted down the stairs, “Hey guys I think we’re gonna head out in a few, it’s getting late!”
“Okay, can you bring down the darts that you found up there?” Came the response from our friends below. My senses were still going haywire when she pressed the dart I had evidently dropped in my hand. “Don’t forget this one,” she said softly with a wink.
I could hardly get my boots on fast enough. Alex opened the door, letting in drafts of freezing cold night air, and we hurried out together, anxious to get back to our house and whatever was going to happen next. My mind raced at what to say, what to do, how to ask her to please sit on my face good god I was a horny mess walking beside her down the chilly street. It was too cold to talk at all until we got inside.
The way the house was set up, Alex’s bedroom had an exterior door which was useful when she had to leave for work really early in the morning so she didn’t wake the rest of us with the creaky floor. It was also useful when we were trying to get in as quietly as possible, as quickly as possible to warm up and fuck each other’s brains out. She unlocked the door and we shuffled inside, tossing aside puffy jackets and hats and kicking off snow boots. Suddenly she grabbed my shirt collar before my arms were out of the sleeves of my coat and kissed me hard. My lips burned from the heat after the cold air, but I didn’t care. My coat flopped to the floor and I embraced her to kiss her back properly, our tongues already in motion. The kiss was desperate and sloppy, our hands moving all over each other. She pushed me backward toward her bed, breaking the kiss to sit me down and pull her shirt off before straddling my lap and kissing me again with her hands on my face. My own hands ran over her belly and sides, feeling her wonderful soft warm skin. I kissed her jaw and nibbled on her earlobe, making her gasp. My mouth trailed down her neck, kissing and biting gently. She leaned her head back, letting me claim her skin as mine. I sucked a hickey on her chest, just beside her cleavage. Then I looked up at her. Still, we were silent, acting on assumption and want. But I wanted her permission before going any further.
Sensing my question she nodded, “Yes baby, I want this, I’ve wanted this for so long!”
“Mmmm me too,” I managed to growl in response. She lifted off my own shirt, and raised her arms so I could remove her bra. Her breasts were perfect, just enough to fill my hands with. I stroked them, rolling a nipple in my fingers, which elicited a delicious whine from her lips. My mouth found where I had left off below her collar bone and I continued to worship her body. I nipped and sucked on her tits, leaving love marks as she made sweet, dirty little sounds in my ear. My hand cupped her face, and I trailed my thumb on her bottom lip like I had before. She responded by sucking it and scraping it lightly with her teeth. The sight and sensation was again so erotic, and I shivered with anticipation.
“Lay down so I can take your pants off, baby,” Alex said urgently. Of course I complied. It felt strange when our bodies separated, even just for a few moments. She shoved off her leggings and underwear while she was standing, and proceeded to unbuckle my belt, working my jeans down my legs. She paused gave me a lingering kiss between the waistband of my boxers and my belly button. I shivered, growing wetter by the second. Her beautiful strong body called to me, and I yanked off my sports bra before she crawled back on the bed, slotting a leg between mine and kissing me more intimately now. My hands stroked her back and ass as we made out leisurely. She rolled her hips against mine and the pressure found it’s way to both our clits simultaneously, making us both moan.
She rutted against me again, harder this time. I could feel the sensation unwinding a coil of pleasure deep inside me each time she moved and my hips bucked against hers. Shit, I was gonna cum in my underwear from just humping like horny teenagers! Fuck it, this is hot. Her moans became needier, and I could tell she was enjoying it too but I was impatient to taste her so I rolled us over. She yelped playfully in surprise. I quickly took off my boxers, tossing them onto the floor with the rest of our clothes.
“Don’t worry babydoll I’m gonna make you feel good right now,” I purred before trailing wet kisses down her body.
Her back arched when I pulled a nipple between my teeth.
I licked a stripe along her belly and she giggled, running her hands through my hair.
I kissed the inside of her thighs, breathing in her scent and she moaned, wiggling her legs apart for me.
“You’re so wet for me Alex, I can’t wait for you to cum in my mouth,” I said. I looked up at her and she bit her lip, eyes smoldering. My broad hands wrapped around her thighs and I took my first taste of her, licking a stripe up her wet pussy. I sucked her clit and licked patterns in her slit, making her moan louder. I added two fingers, thrusting quickly as I sucked and licked her closer to her building orgasm. She bucked her hips under my arms, begging for more and I gave it to her with curled fingers against her g-spot and expert treatment of her clit. She came, gasping my name and squeezing my head a bit with her thighs. I slowed my fingers but kept my tongue pressed hard on her clit to extend that wave of pleasure that washed over her. Her body quivered as I crawled back up to kiss her, one hand rubbing circles on her belly. She kissed me, eager to taste herself in my mouth.
“Wow I’ve wanted you to eat me out for a while but never thought it’d be that good,” she said breathlessly.
I chuckled and stroked her face, “You could have told me, you know, and I’d have done it a lot sooner!”
She giggled and kissed me on the nose before rolling on top of me.
“You wanna go again?” She asked with a lusty smirk on her face.
“Mmm now that doesn’t sound so bad,” I shifted to sit up a bit and adjusted my legs so she was straddling my hips, our pubic mounds pushing together, “but only if you can help me out too!”
My hand cupped her still-wet pussy and I started making firm circles on her clit. She reached between us and rubbed my clit as well. Her fingers dipped into my own wetness as she explored my body. Her movements were less sure, but I encouraged her softly. She was already sensitive and I was close from being so aroused for so long. It didn’t take long for us to both be panting and curling our toes, fingering each other fervently. I came before she did, gasping, and shaking. Her orgasm was intense too. We lay in a heap, sweating, breathing heavily and finally sated. After months of (unbeknownst to either of us) mutual pining, we had finally released the tension, and both of us knew there was more to come.
“Can you stay the night?” Alex asked sleepily, snuggling into me with one leg still across my hips.
“Of course, I live here!” I responded, not quite understanding in my post-orgasm brain mush.
“No I mean here-here, in my bed, dumbass,” she laughed.
“Are you asking me to ~sleep with you~?!” I gasped, feigning offence.
Alex smirked and pinched my cheek, “Pretty pleeeeeeaaaaase,”
“Oh you’re pretty enough to not need to ask nicely, sweetheart,” I teased.
She was already nearly asleep, so I shuffled the quilt on top of us. The afterglow of my orgasm was still humming in my nerves, the last traces of the edible in my veins as I dozed off as well.
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