Fucking [M]y [F]latmate and her Best[F]riend on the same day

Let me paint you the full picture…(for those looking to jump straight to the more lurid details feel free, It will be marked **** Clara is softer and Laura is Rougher. Enjoy with my blessing.)

**PRELUDE**

First and foremost, a little context. I’m Matt
At the time I’m a 21 year old, second year university student who has recently ended up moving into a new flat with three people I barely knew in a rush, due to last minute organising essentially. I was also about a year out of a fairly problematic relationship that had lasted throughout my late teens to my early twenties which meant I’d spent the first year of university really exploring the benefits of single life. In short. I was an absolute man slut. Being 6’0, slim and toned with angular features blue eyes and wavy brown hair probably helped my cause. I won’t pretend I’m the most attractive person in a bar but I did quickly gather a wealth of experience that proved I didn’t necessarily have to ‘struggle’ in that department. Now, this has not only provided me with a fair few stories in my time, it also gave me quite the reputation. Naturally being known as the ‘easy fuck’ tends to have mixed responses amongst the women you get chatting to, some take issue with the narrative that is weaved around you, others it intrigues. Laura, one of my new housemates, appeared to fall into the latter category.

Lauras main appeal was that she was ‘cute’. She was very classically ‘girl next door’ in demeanour, quite shy and passive in conversation but in a way that showed you she was comfortable being so. She had dark, almost jet black hair, pale skin, large brown eyes that always seemed to hold a suggestive look when meeting yours, a roundish face with cute dimples and a practically permanent shy little smile. She was about 5’3 with a fuller, curvier body and whilst her ass was a little flat in comparison to her whole figure her tits were absolutely astounding. DD’s at least, perky, full and very symmetrical. Your gaze could be lost in her cleavage for hours and you wouldn’t realise. They were truly hypnotic.

Despite moving in with Laura I honestly barely knew her. We’d only had a few, very brief conversations in the past but even from those it was immediately apparent to me there was chemistry. From the moment we first spoke we seemed to fall into an effortless, witty rapport that would make the air between us thick with tension and crackle with adrenaline. I had no doubt in my mind that if we’d ever had an encounter at a bar or party that was more then just a passing conversation we would definitely have ended up in a private room together, tearing each others clothes off as we press our bodies close, aching for one another…

Now, you might think “well then brilliant news! Now that you’re going to be living together somethings bound to happen, great for the two of you!”At the time, I didn’t share your enthusiasm. I desperately wanted to avoid a situation that would make things awkward in the house and I felt a sure fire way for that to happen was for me to start fucking one of my housemates (as I had learnt from past experience).

So the first couple of weeks go by and we all start taking time to get to know each other a bit better, organising group film watches, board games, trips out and the like. Laura and I immediately hit it off, we spend the majority of our time together subtly flirting, we stay up late talking to each other or else watching films together. It’s not long before I’m massaging her during our film watches, then in the ones with the full house, then it moved to massaging more of her under a blanket as we shared a sofa.

**TEASING**

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I distinctly remember one night we were in this position on the sofa, both of us in our thin fabriced pyjamas, her legs across my lap as I massage them, the other two housemates blissfully unaware…or fully aware and we just didn’t care enough to notice, and I am just completely unable to focus on the film at all. As I move the fabric of her pyjamas up her legs slowly, delicately moving my fingers up her soft, shaven skin, my grip firm as I kneed and massage her muscles… every possible facet of my being is engaged with the desperate struggle of controlling my desire. The unmistakable lust I can feel building within me.
I’d been pushing the boundary each time we did this, it started with just a hand on her legs, then a light stroke, then the messaging…This was the first time I had reached her thigh and I could feel my heart thumping hard as my cock started uncontrollably getting thicker and harder, making me question all my resolutions as to what I definitely should not do.
She was lying face up, was turned away towards the TV so I couldn’t see her reactions but as my hands crept ever further up her bare thigh I could hear her breathing getting deeper, could feel her gently parting her legs so that I could get easier access. After another minute or so of me staring at her chest rising and falling gently, of messaging her inner leg high up her thighs, fingers extending higher and higher, closer and closer to the heat that was radiating between her legs… Suddenly she turns around to look at me.
The look of raw desire she gave me will be forever seared in my brain. I could see the desperation burning in her eyes as she stared deep into mine.
Somehow we both managed to control ourselves that night but when I went upstairs I started furiously stroking my cock to the thought of having fingered her right then and there in front of my other housemates.

**TEASING FINISH ******

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Cut to a little further in the future. Our flirting is still very much present but we’re all a little busier now so we have less free time to stay up late together. It’s coming up to one of our housemates birthdays and we decide to host a house party with the aim of it being a fairly subdued affair. Spoiler alert. It isn’t. Our housemate tells us to invite a few of our own friends as well as theirs to come celebrate because we’re not at the point where we’ve all integrated friendship groups.

This is how I met Laura’s best friend, Clara.Clara was a ‘friend from school who I don’t get to see much anymore’ situation for Laura. She was still based in the countryside where Laura had grown up but happened to be up visiting London at the time and Laura suggested she come to the party.

Since this was a house party that we were hosting we started the drinking fairly early, long before anyone else arrived, so by the time Clara came in to the living room, beaming away at everyone, I was already pretty tipsy. She was a little taller than Laura but still quite short. Her hair was a dark brown and her eyes were a greyish blue. Her face was soft but longer than Lauras and she was a fair bit slimmer, she was wearing a matching top and shorts that not only revealed her toned stomach but really accentuated just how fantastic her ass was. whilst she had fairly small B cups, I would assume, her ass was round, full and clearly toned. It was asstounding (if you’ll pardon the pun) and she clearly knew it with how she picked her outfit.
She clocks eyes with me and smiles whilst greeting everyone and saying happy birthday to my housemate. As Laura begins taking Clara away to her room to start catching up I blurt out, before my mind can intervene
“That’s a great outfit”.
Clara turns back to look at me, smiles again and says
“thank you” with just the slightest hint of a flirtatious tone.
As Laura walks her away I briefly catch her looking at me with amused disapproval before my eyes are drawn back to Claras ass as she makes an exit into Lauras bedroom.
What can I say? I was drunk.
Now I later learnt that Clara had recently come out of a relationship with a guy who had been cheating and was very actively looking to start making the most of her newly acquired single status. In short, she was looking to get laid at this party.

A couple more hours go by where I become slowly more and more drunk and start steadily losing most of my inhibitions despite the fact its comparatively early at 9pm because we started drinking at about 2pm. At one point I find myself in a circle with Laura and a couple of her friends, Including Clara, and Laura starts making fun of me because of the fact I haven’t finished unpacking despite it being over a month since we’ve moved in. I respond by saying its not like I’m missing anything important I’ve just not put a few of my posters up. Haven’t worked out how I want them up on the wall yet.
Clara says “We’ll help you” indicating her and Lauras other friend who they both knew.
“right now?” I ask.
“Sure why not” she says and her friend nods at me.
I make some small mocking comment to Laura about how they clearly prefer my company to hers now and I lead them both upstairs to my room.
Whilst up there I do take my posters out and start putting them up, though its clear that only Clara and I are really talking. The other friend quite quickly seems to clock that they are a spare element at this point and heads out the room.

**CLARA ******

The tension between Clara and I seems to drastically ramp up the moment I realise it’s just us two, alone, in my bedroom. She sits down on my bed, making it clear that she doesn’t want to head back to the party just yet, and I sit next to her as we engage in some fairly mundane small talk. Neither of us was focusing on the conversation. I was more focused on how great she looked, the fact we were sat inches apart, the fact that I kept clocking her looking at my lips.
“So you’re fairly new to this house right?” She says, the question barely registering through the fog of the tension and alcohol clouding my mind.
“Uh yeah, that’s right” I say staring at her soft, full lips as she responds.
“That must mean this is a fairly new bed…have you had a chance to christen it?”
My eyes dart upwards to hers. She is looking at me with clear intention, her lips are slightly apart as she waits on tenterhooks for my response. I let the question hang in the air. A moment that seems to last an impossibly long time before I decisively lean in and kiss her. As our lips touch we immediately both sink into our desire for each other. We kiss again and again, more passionately each time, before my hand is on the back of her head, gently pulling her hair as I guide her down onto the bed.

Leaning my body over hers she opens her legs, inviting me to press myself against her. I can already feel myself getting hard as I start gently thrusting. My hand still in her hair I move my lips down her neck and start kissing it as I keep up the motion of grinding between her legs.

Hearing the sounds of her soft moans as I gently kiss and nibble on her neck and earlobe, My hands begin to roam over her toned stomach, tracing my fingers up across the sides of her body as I firmly press my hands up her top where I discover, to my great delight, that she’s not wearing a bra. I start brushing my fingers lightly across the underside of her soft tits before lightly teasing her small, stiff nipples. They must have been sensitive because she lets out a longer moan and I feel her buck her hips really forcing our bodies hard against each other. I kiss her again deeply, letting her moan into my mouth as I continue to grope and tease her before eventually leaning her up and pulling her top over her head, exposing her perky little tits. she started tugging at my top so I obliged and helped lift it over my own head. The moment her eyes connected with my toned torso her lips curled into a satisfied smirk. She leant forward towards me and as I was now knelt infront of her, she started unbuckling my belt as she looked up at me with a deliciously cheeky grin. I swiftly lent my torso back, moving out of her reach as I hold her face, mine now inches from it.
“Not yet” I said in a low husky whisper, staring deep into her eyes before kissing her again and pressing her back down into a lying position.
I Started kissing and nibbling my way down her neck, past her collar bone down her chest, all the while my hands tracing up her toned, shaven legs, blissfully smooth against my firm fingers.

As I begin brushing my lips against her solid nipples her legs involuntarily start trying to clench together and only the strong grip I have on them forces them to stay wide apart, her knees are now bunched in closer to her body as I keep teasing her with my lips and tongue, my hands have started caressing up her shorts, my fingers getting higher and higher, closer and closer… and as she writhes and moans in delight I relished the feel of her, the taste of her, every moan she emits and every twitch of her body.

It’s not long before I am desperate to taste her wetness and I start pulling down her shorts and panties revealing her gorgeous shaven pussy, with beautiful thin puffy lips that stick out ever invitingly tempting me to run my tongue between their glistening wetness. Before my lips can reach their target however she pulls me up by the chin and we start kissing again.
It being quite clear she’s not ready for that I don’t press the issue and instead I roughly tug her shorts off her legs. Using my hand to spread them wide again before my fingers start tracing around the outside of her her pussy in wide, deliberate circles.
I stop kissing her and look deep in her eyes, watching her staring at me pleadingly, mouth agape, before I finally show her release by tracing my fingers between her warm, wet lips. Feeling them immediately drench in her juices as she lets out a low moan. I start circling her clit, switching between softer and firmer pressure, switching the motion of my fingers, switching the speed until I seem to strike upon the sweet spot.
My free hand groping her tits, teasing her nipples between my fingers as I start feeling her pleasure building under the pressure of my fingers. I watch her flat stomach tense as she closes her eyes, gripping my hand between her thighs as she repeats “oh fuck of fuck don’t stop don’t stop” in a barely controlled high pitched whisper and its not long before I feel her entire body tensing underneath me. I continue to rub her clit hard and fast until she begins bucking her hips against my fingers. Her body releasing all tension all at once as she lets out a long moan and begins convulsing as I continue, slowing down as each passing wave of pleasure crashes over her less and less as she finishes cumming.

She takes a moment, drawing in some deep, panting breathes, before she turns to me and says “I need to feel you fuck me right now.”

After the all the teasing I’ve done I’m absolutely rock hard and desperate to feel her wrapped around my aching cock so it’s not long before I remove and throw away my trousers and boxers, quickly pulling out a condom and popping it on before tracing the swollen head of my thick, 7inch cock between her lips.

She immediately moans out at feeling my touch and begs “fuck Matt, please”
She didn’t need to ask me twice.
I press myself into her and despite my relatively large size there is very little resistance as I feel her pussy clenching around my twitching shaft.I thrust as deep into her as I can as I kiss her and she lets out a moan into my mouth.
Pausing for a second I start thrusting my hips in long, slow strokes. Thrusting deep each time, drawing more and more of myself back with each thrust to then fill her up again.
I don’t know if it was because of her toned stomach and having a tight core or if it was because I had been waiting to do this for a while but her pussy felt absolutely phenomenal. Firm gripping and absolutely soaking wet.
I tried to turn her over but she didn’t seem to want to move from the position so I kept thrusting into her in missionary, now leaning up and pushing her legs close to her torso again. Watching my thick cock getting swallowed by this petite girls gorgeous shaven cunt.

I could tell, because I was tipsy, I was to be able to go for ages and ages. I tried turning her round again because I was desperate to watch her ass bounce as I thrust into her from behind but again she resisted. Instead I made do with leaning forward again and lifting up her lower body, my hands firmly groping her ass as I start thrusting into her deep and faster. She tells me to pause as I’m thicker than she’s used to so I start rubbing her clit again. That seems to work as she immediately presses herself back into the bed hard and starts gently grinding her hips against my cock in small circles. I keep rubbing her matching her grinding motion as I see her getting close again.

She takes over rubbing her clit and says “Deeper” and I gladly oblige and thrust deep into her, pressing her legs back towards her chest to really fill her up and as I reach the entirety of cock insider her she starts rubbing herself furiously before she then pushes against my torso, making me retract a little as she continues to cum over my cock.
I lean down, kiss her for a long while as she wraps her legs around me and pulls me in tight.

“Did you finish?” she asks looking at me searchingly
“Afraid not, but there’s always later” I say giving her another kiss.
She didn’t seem ready to accept this so she pushed me away, gets off the bed and kneels on the floor by the edge of the bed.
I stand up, taking my condom off and she immediately grabs hold my dick and starts pumping it a little too hard. The moment she starts taking me into her mouth however I feel the excitement really begin to build in the pit of my stomach.
she starts taking me deeper and deeper, clearly eager to please as she looks up at me and cradles my balls in one hand whilst the other pumps my shaft.
I can feel it building but it’s taking a while because of the alcohol, I start groping her firm round ass, leaning forward to reach it.
Eventually as I feel myself on the edge she says “I want you to cum on me so bad” and there was something about the tone of her voice that just brought me past the brink. I quickly take over as she leans back slightly, presenting her perky little tits and I stroke myself until I cum hard, exploding strand after strand of cum onto her as I let out a low growl.
Looking up at me with a cheeky little grin that complimented her naked, cum covered figure so perfectly she laughed a little and said “I’ll go clean up and go down first, you wait up here a second”
She gives me a quick kiss grabs her clothes and hurriedly rushes out the room down to the bathroom. I lie back on my bed, basking in the post orgasm afterglow.

**CLARA FINISH ******

As I start getting redressed and ready to go back down to the party, however, the a rather worrying thought does strike me. What is Laura going to be thinking? We had never as much as hinted at anything actually happening between us, we had no obligation to each other, but I did have the concern that after having flirted with her for over a month, then fucking her best friend, who she introduced, may not make her best pleased at me.
I quite quickly decided “well fuck it we’ll deal with that hurdle as and when it arrives.”
Despite mine and Claras best efforts to cover up what had been happening during our interior decorating session. The fact it was a good hour and a half later made it fairly apparent that was not the full story. Especially considering numerous people then mentioned they’d heard us whilst in the bathroom.
A few of the guys from my year come up to me and applaud me in a loud and teasing manner as I try to shut them up. I wanted to find Laura to at least assess if there was any initial damage.

Walking around the party for a bit I noticed her talking to Clara, Claras gestures were enigmatic, but then they both clocked me looking. Clara smiled shyly before looking away, clearly slightly embarrassed, but Laura fixed eyes with me for a second, gave me a grin and a shake of the head that suggested she felt incredulous. She didn’t seem at all ‘annoyed’ or ‘bothered’ at seeing me though. So in my still drunken state I chalked that up as a win and carried about with the party.

After another hour and a half or so the party had started to properly wind down. We were left with the last dregs of party goers refusing to call it a night as members of my house and I had started a rudimentary clear up. Laura had said she was going to host her two friends in her bed and she’d take the sofa. Currently, however, she was in there with them. Clara nipped out of the room dressed in loose fitting pyjama bottoms and tee, she came towards the kitchen, smiling at me and placing a hand on my arm as she passed to grab some water.

I had kept drinking, but had made sure to pace myself properly. Still by the time Clara came up to in the kitchen me, smiling, stroking my arm I was ready to ask
“Am I going to be seeing you again tonight?”
She smiles but does make eye contact and and says
“I’m afraid you’ve tired me out, I don’t think I could manage any more.”
Not wanting to force the issue I just say
“Of course no worries, might catch you before you go tomorrow then”
“Yeah maybe, if not, take my number” and she reads out her phone number to me before kissing me on the cheek and heading back to the room. The whole exchange seemed rather furtive but I chalked it up to being recently single (Laura had informed me in the meantime) and probably a bit unsure how to conduct herself after a one night stand that you still had to stay in the same house with for hours.

**LAURA ******

Deciding to head up to bed I make it as far as the bottom step before Laura comes out of her room. She’s in the classic night combination I am used to seeing, loose shorts and a relaxed tee. This one seems to be a little thinner and tighter than usual though. There was no mistaking her nipples sticking out through the fabric, and having just built the idea of a second round in my head it didn’t take long for my cock to twitch into a semi.

“Matt?” She asked as she started setting up the sofa for sleeping on. The house was dead now apart quite apart from the two of us.
“Yeah?” I say still stood at the foot of the stairs, the small table lamp she was using illuminating her as she arranged her duvet.
“I’m not actually all that tired, fancy keeping me company?”
My heart starts pounding hard, my stomach beginning to bubble with desire, almost as if no time had passed between my last teasing her and now.
“Sure, if you want” I say, trying to keep my tone casual.
she sits on one end of the sofa and I join her on the other side.

“So, eventful evening for you then” she says, sitting right next to me, our bodies inches from each other.
I laugh a little and say.
“You could say that yeah.”
“I should have known that would happen, I could tell it was going to the moment you commented on her outfit.
“What can I say, it did look nice” I say mock defensively.
“Well so does she, Claras always been hot, even at school. In fact I’ve always wanted to fuck her, so I’ve got to say I’m a little jealous”
I knew Laura was bisexual, she’d mentioned it before, but she’d never really discussed women in that way.
“Guessing she isn’t interested in girls or else it would have definitely happened by now?” I say, not really knowing how to respond, my brain still acutely aware of how hard I am just from sitting on the same sofa as this girl.
“Definitely” she says, looking into my eyes with a flirtatious grin.
“We’ve kissed and stuff before, but she isn’t interested that way.
”he seemed to study me for a second before asking.
“Was she good?”
Stillness.
“Well, she’s your best friend I don’t want to cross a line” I say.
“Don’t worry, you can tell me, she’s told me all about you. Been singing your praises half the night”
she says in a slightly lower voice, still staring up at me as she leans ever so slightly forward. I can still see her nipples poking out through her shirt, she must have caught me glancing but doesn’t say anything.
“Well, honestly” I say “Honestly she wasn’t that great. She didn’t seem to want to try much out or change positions or do…much really”
Lauras lips curl into a small smile
“That’s a shame. Makes sense though she’s not used to this sort of thing.”
Her hand creeps over onto my thigh
“Not like you and me”
I’m staring deep into her eyes as she continues that small flirty grin. My body is begging me to grab her, to kiss her, to touch her, to do anything.
I know from previous conversations what Laura is into, we’ve discussed our desires and how similar they are. I know for a fact she wants me to grab her by the throat and start forcefully rubbing her aching pussy. I air between us is so thick we can barely breathe.

In that moment that seems to last an eternity eventually something in my mind just snaps and I can no longer restrain myself to thoughts and fantasies. I have to have her.

I grab her by the hair, forcefully tugging her hair back as she sighs loudly, her perfect round tits press right up against her tight top as I instantaneously take control. I shove my hand up her top, forcing her to continue staring at me as I begin to grope her phenomenal tits. She seems to love this because my touch makes her melt beneath me.

I withdraw my hand and press my fingers inter her mouth, making her suck my index and middle finger, which she does greedily, clearly desperate to prove how much better she was than her friend. I tear her pyjama bottoms down just far enough to expose her to me. Still not looking away from her eyes I feel some slight stubble as I start teasing my fingers gently over her lips, not making enough contact for any release. Making her breath begin to shallow as she lets out little whimpers.
“You want this huh?” I say in a voice full of primal lust.
“Fuck, yes, yes”
“Then beg”
Her eyes and mouth open in mild shock and I can tell a pulse of desire has just coursed through her. “Please Matt” she begs, “please”
Suddenly I press my fingers right onto her pussy, she is absolutely soaking as I rub her entire cunt furiously. I cover her mouth with my palm to suppress the sounds of her moans and I shove her backwards onto the sofa. she is writhing underneath me as I continue the onslaught on her clit. Her legs still forced together by her shorts.
Laura had told me before how easily and frequently she came, but it still came as a shock to me when, after about a minute, I feel her whole body begin to tense and tremble. Not even five seconds later she absolutely drenching my fingers as she cums.
I finally lean down to kiss her passionately as her hips shudder against me. Our tongues dance like flames as she bucks and moans. I have lost all sense of reasoning at this point, the entirety of my focus is on enjoying this moment, on enjoying her as fully and for as long as I can.
I tear down her shorts, kneeling down onto the floor, I pull her by the legs so that she hangs over the side of the sofa. Spreading them wide I see just how wet she is, I see her wetness glistening on her thighs. Without any hesitation I start greedily lapping up her juices, tracing my tongue deep between her lips with long broad licks before using the tip of my tongue to quickly flick and circle her clit.
I keep her pulled close to me, my arms wrapped around her legs as I look up to see her biting down on her fist trying, a look of ecstasy on her face as she tries to suppress any sounds.

It takes very little time before I feel her grinding herself against my tongue, picking up speed as she clearly reaches the inevitable release. With one firm, final buck she keeps herself pressed hard against me, one hand still in her mouth the other having now lifted up her top and pinching her big puffy nipples.
Now let me tell you, as a guy who loves the making women cum, being with someone who can cum twice in about 15 minutes was sheer heaven. This was already one of the best fucks I’d ever had and she hadn’t even touched me yet.

When she finished cumming over my tongue she immediately dropped forward onto my knees, tasting herself on my tongue as she kissed me deeply. I finally pulled off her top and saw those transcendent tits bare, naked for the first time. They were more perfect than you could even begin to imagine.
“They tend to be popular” she said with a wink, no doubt noticing my jaw utterly agape at the sight. She started teasingly licking her own nipples as she squeezed them together, her eyes still fixed on me.
That was the straw that broke that camels back. I stood up and unbuckled my belt in one swift motion. Just as eagerly she starts attacking my buttons and the moment she’s able to she pulls down my trousers and boxers
“Fuck Matt, Clara wasn’t lying” she said observing my fat cock but that was all she had time to say because I had grabbed her by the hair again and thrust myself into her mouth.
The sensation of her tongue and lips around my swollen head was one of the greatest highs I’ll ever feel. It doesn’t take long for Laura to start pressing herself deeper and deeper down onto me. Bobbing with great speed, pulling away to lick my balls as she looks up at me, tracing her tongue back up my shaft before bobbing on my cock again. She’s clearly a far more enthusiastic cocksucker than Clara, I don’t know if it was the competition factor or her own sheer delight for the act but she wasn’t quite managing to fit me all in her mouth and I was desperate to get throated.

Pulling her back off me and forcing her head back to look at me I said
“Lets see if you can taste her on me” before shoving her back down onto my cock.Those words alone seemed to make her cum as lets out a long low moan onto my cock before pressing deeper and deeper, grabbing me by the hips and indicating for me to start thrusting into her mouth which I am more than glad to oblige her with. As I start building up my thrusts into her throat I hear her gag a little as I finally feel her reach the back of my cock. I soon take proper control and start fucking her mouth, not as deep but hearing the sounds of her struggling against me, seeing the spit begin to drip on my shaft before she finally pulls back for air.
Panting, her eyes streaming, spit hanging from her chin she looks up at me and says “God you’re fun.”
I grab her by the throat, pull her up high enough to sit her back down onto the sofa, kissing her as I roughly pull her into position, legs over my shoulders as I lean forward and press myself against her sopping pussy.
She moans but I pause, realising I used the condom I had in my wallet with Clara so I’d have to go upstairs.
“I’m on the pill, It’s fine” She says noticing me pause entering her.
I pause for another second before she says
“I want to feel you cum inside me”
The way she put those words together, with such desperation. There was no way I could resist.

Pressing myself easily inside her she just about suppresses a moan. Feeling her warm, wet cunt gripping my thick hard cock for the first time was a spiritual zen the Dalai Lama can only dream to achieve. I thrust deep inside her. Hard, rough, primal thrusts as I take over covering her mouth my face once again inches from hers as I stare deep into those big brown eyes, usually so innocent and shy now utterly overcome with desire and lust.
She presses against me and I slow down, taking my hand away she says “I need you to fuck me from behind”
She quickly spins round, places her feet back down onto the floor infront of her and leans forward over the couch, arching her back tantalisingly. I grope her ass and spread her cheeks, Kneeling again to quickly bite them as she presses her face into the sofa. Offering herself up as a toy for my enjoyment.
I stand back up, keeping her cheeks spread so I can watch her asshole wink at me, I once again press deep inside her. Watching my fat cock being swallowed up with ease.
I use long, deep strokes to fuck her, slowly removing and thrusting the entirety of my cock into her from behind. The thumb of my hand spreading her ass now teasing her asshole, using the juices from her cunt as I start gently pressing down on the puckered button of her backdoor.
This makes her thrash in delight as she starts rubbing her clit. Moaning incessantly into the sofa.
I start fucking her harder and harder again, until I can tell we’re both on brink and right before we push over the edge I pull her up and grab her by the throat so that Im standing up. Thrusting up into her as I squat slightly, my free hand now groping those huge round tits of hers as she continues to rub herself. We’re both fucking like we’re possessed, she’s thrusting her ass back onto me hard as she rubs herself and I am pounding into her as fast and hard as I possibly can.

“God, fuck, I’m going to cum” I growl out and at my words I feel her knees buckle, feel her body collapse forward and I can no longer contain myself either as I shoot my hot cum deep inside her. Completely emptying my balls deep into her as she leans forwards onto the sofa and just twitches there, oblivious to anything but her own delight.

**LAURA FINISH ******

After a minute or so recovering ourselves, not moving positions I finally pull out of her and quickly grab some tissues on the side.
“Fucking hell” I whisper to her, giving her a kiss as I hand her some tissues.
“That was incredible”
“It really fucking was” she giggles back, looking up at me and scanning me, clearly imagining all the future possibilities.
“Best the housemates don’t know though” she adds as she starts getting re-dressed.
“Probably best” I say, thankful she clearly had the same idea I did and wanted to keep things casual
“Goodnight then, let’s talk details in the morning” she says giving me another kiss starts heading up the stairs.
Wait aren’t you sleeping on the sofa?” I say none plussed.
“No, I think you offered me your bed to sleep on didn’t you? like the gentleman you are” she said with a wink before heading out of sight.

After that Laura and I had a casually fuck buddies relationship for a good few months that ended very amicably when she started dating someone.

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Also if you’re into ‘interactive erotica’, I occasionally post on ‘dirtypenpals’ so feel free to hit me up if you see a post

Hope you all enjoyed x

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/nrrlzf/fucking_my_flatmate_and_her_bestfriend_on_the