My roommate, the horse girl [MF]

I had come home from work to find my roommate looking pretty disheveled in the living room, watching The Mandalorian while eating a chocolate bar and curled up under a heavy blanket. I normally try to leave people to themselves but she looked like she could at least use encouraging words of affirmation. Katie was an absolute bombshell of a woman. 27 years old, 5’7” with long brown hair and brown eyes, she couldn’t have weighed any more than 130 and had just the perfect C cup rack that complimented her toned athletic, every slightly thick, delicious body. And there was another thing that made her incredibly attractive to me in the same way the thought of swerving your car into oncoming traffic or pulling a fire alarm was appealing. She was a horse girl. The ultimate crazy. Living with her could definitely be trying at times because of the low key gas lighting and quite frankly, unrealistic expectations for various things. But the place itself was great, and price even better, so I stayed.

“Hey Katie, you OK?”

“No, me and Steve broke up this morning.”

Steve was her boyfriend for the past few months. We were friendly with each other in small talk otherwise I never really knew the guy that well.

“I’m sorry to hear that, you’re welcome to the cookie dough in the fridge if you want.”

She gave a half chuckle and sob and thanked me. “Would you be OK watching the show with me? I could use some company.” The question itself was innocent but it struck me a bit odd she didn’t have a friend over with her already. “Yeah of course. What episode is this?” I knew of course, but figured her geeking out over the show might help.

And it did. After a few minutes of talking together about it, her resting expression had returned to that of neutral, with hints of a smile coming out occasionally. The episode finished and I started to get up to go to my room but stopped when I saw her start to open her mouth. “Hey um, my friend was supposed to be here but she got called into work. If it’s not too much bother, would you be OK chatting over one more episode?” I had been really looking forward to zonking out for the day on my PC but I definitely understood needing company, especially after a break up.

“Sure thing, I-”

I was about to ask if she wanted a bowl of cookie dough as well since I was getting some from the kitchen but she cut me off by exclaiming “OH MY GOD YOUR NAILS ARE AMAZING”. I stared at her with a very quizzical look before remembering I had started to use clear nail polish. “Oh thanks ha ha. I started doing my nails with clear polish a bit ago.”

“I wish more guys did! It came out great. Would you do mine for me?!”

Again, not what I really wanted to be doing in the slightest but she seemed to be a lot happier and by now my second, smaller head down below had started sending its thoughts of approval to this invitation. “Yeah! I’ll go get my stuff”

So I grabbed the base & clear coat from my room and returned. By now, she had unfurled herself from the wool cavern and I could see she was wearing some running shorts and a barely skin tight t-shirt, her braless titties *just* managing to poke through the material. It took everything I had to not visibly gawk as she presented her hand to me.

“Thanks again steve. Jake would have never done anything like this”

I decided to press my luck and dig a little bit into the break up. This is what nail dressers are supposed to do anyway, right? “If it’s OK to ask, what happened between you two, just lose the spark?”

For the first time ever I actually saw her quite visibly blush and her eyes looked to the floor momentarily.“Well….no, not exactly. It’s kind of embarrassing.”

“I will neither press it nor will I judge you” I responded.

She took a few more seconds to consider what she was about to say, then spoke. “Even though I am on birth control, he would never cum in me. He’d either always use a condom or pull out.”

It was now my turn to blush as I stopped painting her nails and thought of the best response as my member started to swell. “That’s certainly surprising”. “Oh, why’s that?” she asked. The inflection she put on “that?” was almost seductive in nature. “Can’t think of many guys who wouldn’t jump at the chance, especially with a woman as beautiful as you.”

“Would you cum in me?”

She held her eyes locked to mine as she finished talking. My eyes darted across her face, searching for any hint of sarcasm or joking but there was none. She looked dead serious. And even more. Like she needed it and was quite prepared to take what she wanted. Every logical part of my brain was screaming at me to get out of this situation. There’s no fucking way I would want the slightest possibility of her having a child of mine. She was batshit crazy. And yet for some god damn reason, that same fact also made her that much hotter in my mind.

“God yes”. The words came out of my mouth before I could finish thinking but I didn’t care about logic anymore. All I wanted to do was make her scream as I pounded her without mercy and pump her full with as much as my cum as possible. All the countless nights of masturbating to the thought of her were finally coming to fruition.

The look and smile she shot me were just absolutely wicked. She hadn’t said a word but yet it wouldn’t surprise me if her expression was blurred had she been on live TV. In the few square inches of her face, it all seemed to be screaming “fuck me” and I was all too happy to oblige.

I grabbed one of her tits through the fabric and gave her nipple a nice hard squeeze while my right hand slipped under her shorts and panties to start playing with her now absolutely dripping pussy. She gave a soft moan as she bucked her hips slightly forward, letting my finger explore her moist tunnels even deeper. She was completely wet, my index finger coated in her juices.

I started to insert two fingers into her but she grabbed my hand and stopped me. “No. I want your cum in me. Now”. That was all I needed to hear, so I undid my belt and took off my clothes. She followed suit and I could see her picture perfect body now starting to gleam with sweat under the living room light. My god, it would seem she was just absolutely made for breeding. Her bare ass was just hanging in the open so I pulled back my arm and gave it a nice, hard satisfying smack, eliciting a yelp from her much to my delight. “Bend over the couch” I snarled. She instantly complied and wiggled her ass in front of me to tease me even more. I suddenly remembered every passive aggressive remark she had made to me since living there and decided to dish back some pay back. She was getting my cum alright, but not before begging for it.

With my left hand firmly pushing her back into the couch, I kept smacking her ass cheeks with my right hand until they were a bright red. My hand stung but the pain was well worth it. “FUCKING CUM IN ME GOD DAMMIT”. The intensity in how she spoke to me caught me off guard but I wasted no time. By now I was rock hard and all too happy to fulfill her request. I’m not massive in the length department by any stretch of imagination. Just slightly over the average at around 6.5”. But there has not been one partner yet that hasn’t commented on how thick I was, and she was no exception. I lined up my swollen purple head and in one quick motion, rammed myself into her wet, slick waiting pussy.

“Jesus fucking christ steve. You are so huge”

I gave a massive grunt of relief as I grew accustomed to her hot silky insides. Her walls were gripping me tightly, desperate to milk out as much sticky cum as possible. It was very obvious she kept up on her kegel exercises with how much I could feel her repeatedly loosening and tightening herself around me. It took everything I had to not immediately bust a nut and pass out on her, I think my only saving grace was from a small pebble that found its way inside the house and being distracted by the searing pain of stepping on it when I adjusted my footing.

“Let’s move this to your bedroom, shall we?” She didn’t say anything in response, simply unclenching herself for me to slip out easier and getting up. The way her hips swayed side to side and butt cheeks moved with each step was greatly exaggerated and slowed, letting me get a great look at the perfectly sculpted ass I was going to be pounding into submission shortly.

She climbed onto her bed on her back and got into the missionary position. As I climbed on top of her and let myself slip inside again, she locked my backside with her legs and looked me dead in the eyes as she said “This way, I know I will get my fill”. I grabbed her sides and thrust myself into her as hard as I could, savoring every yelp she let out as I backed out and slapped our skins together again and again. Even still, a tiny voice in my head was begging me to not finish. But an outside voice also begging brought me back. “Fill me with your cum Steve. FUCKING FILL ME”. I couldn’t contain myself any longer and suckled on one of her tits hard while moaning into it as a muffled “I’m cumming!” escaped into her sweaty breast.

She wrapped her legs around me even tighter yet and pressed her hips as far into mine as she could. I could feel my dick continually twitch & spasm inside of her as it let out several ropes of cum inside her eager womb. She resumed milking me with her kegels making me whimper from the overwhelming sensation. Both of us lay panting on the bed for a minute before she finally broke the silence. “That was amazing, thank you. It feels so wonderful moving around inside of me”. I looked down at my now semi-erect cock, a small river of cum now flowing out of the space that it once occupied. Almost as soon as I had came, I was overwhelmed with immediate regret. What have I done?!! What if she actually isn’t on birth control?

As I let myself all the way out, she took her fingers and started playing with herself, fingering the cum back inside of her and rubbing it between her fingers. “Sorry if I’m being weird. It’s been awhile since I’ve been able to do this, and you gave me so much too”. I gave a now slightly nervous laugh as I said “It’s fine, it’s really hot how into it you are. Your ex was really missing out.”

“Yeah, lucky I have you now to fill me up on demand”. She must have seen the shock on my face because she continued as her eyebrows slanted down and she wore a decidedly more serious look, almost a scowl. “What, thought you’d just fuck me and be done with it? Unless you want to start looking for a new place, you are my personal sperm bank to withdraw from as I please. Got it?”

Wow. She almost sounded pissed at me too now. What the fuck did I get myself into?

I gave an audible gulp as I met her crazed eyes. “Yes Katie, I understand”.

Her expression once again returned to a pleasant smile and she spoke. “Good. Now get yourself cleaned up. I’ll let you know when it’s time to fill me again”.

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