[M]e and my roommate [F] entertain ourselves

Another quarantine story, I know! But after reading some stories I finally felt ready to start sharing, start writing again. Since it seems trendy, look for the asterisks if you want to skip to the sex!

We’re both in college near New York, and moved back in together about two months ago. We always got along, I’d helped her make some better decisions when it came to the men and women in her life, and she’d taught me about some red flags in women to avoid, especially for a one night stand. Besides some drunken fooling, nothing had happened between us and we were both smart enough to keep any errant feelings from screwing up something incredible – having a great roommate! Seriously, we both clean, are happy to introduce one another to our friends, and our sleep schedules align perfectly. She gets up a little earlier than me, but that’s all.

I’m a tall, lean (but not muscled) guy, and she’s about five foot two, slim. We were getting drunk while in our state-ordered two week self-quarantine, and around eleven she takes another shot, declares she’s tired, and heads to bed. At midnight she reemerges to find me going in and out of sleep on the couch, my show long ended. I guess she thought I was awake because she began speaking to me immediately, but I only caught enough to nod along.

“So tired… can’t sleep. This sucks, wish” and then I was asleep. I remember dreaming that I was about to jump into a freezing lake (swim team flashbacks) when Amanda shook me. She’s pretty small, so I guess the vodka was still affecting her a bit.

“What?” I said, “is something wrong?”

“I was *talking* to you.”

“Oh. Sorry.” and I grumbled about being sleepy before rolling over on my side, facing the back of the couch.

Next thing I know, she’s mounted me- as in, I am on my side, and she jumped and sat atop my right hip, pushing my shoulder and head and laughing as she chanted “get UP, wake UP, come ON, it’s only midnight, asshole, entertain me!!”

Now she’d done the whole “climbing” thing on me before, but this time she started moving like a jockey on a racehorse, rubbing herself along my hip (I’m fairly bony, so). THAT was when I started to pay attention and, as her motion moved my boxers aside, I realized she was getting wet from rubbing herself against me. We’d always hanged out in little clothing, but this was different.

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I still hadn’t moved, but we both knew exactly what was happening. Her pushes against my shoulder weakened until she just gripped the back of the couch instead, and used the leverage to really grind herself against me. My breathing got deeper as I got hard, and Amanda leaned forward. For a moment I thought I should turn, that she wanted to kiss me, but she just placed her left hand next to my head as a support, and reached down, between my body and the couch, to grab my dick.

I gulped like a cartoon character caught in a lie. I knew there was no turning back and considered stopping for just a moment, but then her hand wound its way through the top of my boxers and grasped me and there wasn’t a fiber in my body that didn’t know what was about to happen. I hadn’t been holding back feelings, or even lust, towards her, but had I been capable of that thought at the time I’d have responded only “why not?!” The rush that went through me made me feel like I’d pined for Amanda for years and was finally getting what I wanted. Insane.

So.

I rolled onto my back and let her drop into my lap. Amanda immediately began pulling my boxers to the side, reaching from the leg hole to stroke it as it emerged, and I only sat up and leaned forward, pulling her by the ass so that her soaked underwear rested on the base of my cock. It was electric. She licked her lips and we looked at each other as if to ask “are we really doing this?” and before either of us realized I’d kissed her hard, almost too hard as our teeth nearly clacked, but after a small laugh she started stroking me with her hand and rubbing herself against me as we kissed. I helped her hips grind on me with one hand gripping her ass, and the moment was so hot that when her thumb lightly brushed the tip, I nearly came, spasming slightly.

I broke the kiss as I spasmed, “Oh my god.” I just couldn’t help but say *something.*

She just smiled and nodded, panting as hard as I was, and we went back to kissing.

Soon, I started pulling at her panties, before remembering what one of our many conversations about sex had covered. I broke the kiss again and pulled my boxers up. Amanda looked at me, confused, before I stood and stepped behind her, grabbing her by the ankles and pulling onto her back. Normally it’d be difficult to communicate such a movement, but we were on the same wavelength. Before she could hook her fingers through, I grabbed her wrists and held them, hard, against the seat. Her ass was hanging over the edge of the couch slightly, and so I knelt between her knees and began kissing my way up. Alternating sides and between nips and tugs with my teeth and small licks, I made my way up, for a moment seeming as if I were getting more gentle as I got closer before several drags of my teeth made Amanda convulse and groan in anticipation. I licked around the edges, whatever wasn’t covered, and finally kissed her mound.

The sense of power that I got from what came next is indescribable. From her chest came this panting, and when she ran out of air, a groan that you usually only hear when someone’s been kicked in the chest by a horse. She choked out just one word in her tiny voice, “please.”

“Take it off.”

Her hands started to move, but my grip on her wrists didn’t let up.

“But… Sir…”

“Is there something you want?”

“I can’t take it off.” Each of her responses came with more desperation.

“Then you should ask me very, **very** politely.”

She hesitated for but a moment, “Please, sir. I’ll do anything, please- please sir.” As Amanda begged, I could feel her wrists struggling as she squirmed, and watched as her thighs literally convulsed with each word. She’d told me she loves to beg, but…

“Good girl.”

I released her and pulled off her underwear, tossing it over my shoulder before leaning forward. Again I licked and bit her inner thighs, and *right* when I could feel she was going to say something, leaned forward and pressed my tongue against her clit. I reached around and held her legs apart so my head wouldn’t explode, digging my fingers into her thighs so she’d have too much to focus on. After a while her left leg relaxed a bit, so I inserted three fingers (I’m a lean/skinny guy but pretty large) and kept alternating between sucking and flicking with my tongue. Amanda reached down and grabbed the back of my head, wanting more pressure, harder, so I fingered her as deep and hard as I could, making long “come hither” motions and pushing against her inner walls as my tongue roughly rubbed her clit. Soon, far sooner than I expected, that same groan began, but this time it didn’t stop. She just kept increasing in pitch and volume, squeezing my head with her legs as hard as she could as her hands gripped the edge of the couch, holding and pressing herself against me until her head went back and her hips and legs began to vibrate. I kept doing exactly what I was doing, hard and long strokes as I sucked her clit just a bit harder each time, until she stopped shaking and began taking these deep breaths, the sort you’d take after crying your heart out.

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I could type more but I’m a bit tired, and want to see if people actually want to read this! Feels like the most “popular” stuff on this sub is usually obviously fake incest shit, clearly written by a dude with a kink (no shame, but, you know. Plus, *my* favorite stories are usually the ones from people with extremely short, specific fantasies, or simply recounts of what happened!) This falls into the latter category, thankfully, because I am a horrible fiction writer.

I loved writing it and if you did enjoy, please let me know. I have plenty of stories, some with Amanda but most from before our time, and get such a thrill from sharing them.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/ikvv07/me_and_my_roommate_f_entertain_ourselves