I convinced my religious roommate to lose her virginity [FM]

For the sake of the greater good these last few months, I have decided to set aside my burning slutty desires and embrace the quarantine life. Despite that, I still managed to do something noteworthy: I helped convince my Christian roommate to lose her virginity.

Some of you may know from messaging me that I have two roommates, one of whom is fairly religious. About a month and a half ago she approached me and asked, sheepishly, if we could talk about sex. Though she has never judged me for my escapades, I guess I have a reputation as the slutty roommate, so I was apparently the natural choice for this discussion (and I would prefer to talk to a master and not an amateur in her position, too 😉).

She’s been dating the same guy for two years, and, though I kind of assumed, she confided in me that they had never slept together. She was still a virgin. She told me that he—though equally religious—had a sexual relationship with his previous girlfriend (but that was his only partner, he claims). That seemed to upset her a little; he constantly reassured her that he was completely fine not having sex, but I think she was upset at the disparity of their experiences. We talked about what she and him had done up to that point—mainly her giving him oral and him occasionally reciprocating (eyeroll)—and what she wanted to do. I, of course, suggested that they fuck, if she was ready.

She told me that she didn’t know if she was quite there and needed help figuring what she really wanted. I gave her my own personal advice—communicate, think through the possibilities and consequences, and be honest about her desires—and added that she should try reading stuff online; I know there’s a lot of helpful articles out there. My sex-deprived brain definitely wanted to push for “call him over and fuck him right now in front of me,” but I made sure I was respectful.

She apparently took my recommendation “to read” a different way, though. Out of the blue, about two weeks later, she remarked that she had been reading some erotica online. I briefly panicked (but also got a little excited), thinking that she had found my writing and recognized it was me. She didn’t, thankfully, but confided that she was really getting off to what she had found. She had never been much for masturbating, but the boredom of quarantine gave her the perfect opportunity to explore herself, especially since she was limiting how much she could see her boyfriend. I asked her what she liked and disliked about what she was reading and what she might want to try out. I told her about my own experiences doing those things as best as I could.

Then she hit me with it: she wanted to lose her virginity. She wanted to experience what she was reading, especially if I “would recommend it.”

I asked her every probing question I could think of to make sure she was ready. I didn’t want to talk her into something that she would regret, especially given the weight of her religious convictions. She said she planned on marrying her boyfriend, so ultimately she didn’t see a difference in fucking him now (and, yes, I pointed out to her that that’s not guaranteed). Again and again she assured me she wanted it—and quarantine made her want it bad.

We talked through every detail. She had long been on birth control to manage her PCOS, so the first question was if she wanted to use condoms. When her boyfriend first confided in her that he wasn’t a virgin, he told her that he had always used condoms with his ex and had gotten tested soon after they broke up. As far as she was concerned it was fine to go without—and I think she really enjoyed the idea of being the first person he got to fuck bare.

I asked her where she wanted it to happen—she said her room. I reminded her that, because of the circumstances, both of her roommates would probably be home. She countered that she’d heard me fucking people I’ve brought home on several occasions and that I was never bothered (and that she had even got a little turned on by it, which was certainly a surprising confession). She also thought it might be comforting to know that she wasn’t alone if something happened.

After I had run out of questions, I told her I thought she should do it: fuck him raw, in this house, ASAP. The next thing I knew she was texting half a novel to her boyfriend, explaining what she wanted. The date was set.

The next week he showed up, and they went up to her room.

Now, her room is next to mine, and I didn’t intend to be in my room when he got there. Our other roommate was watching TV in the living room, though, and I had some final papers to write, so I thought it was best to just lay in bed and work.

I promise I tried not to listen. I even put in my airpods for a while. But damn did they get loud—especially the headboard smacking the wall. I can’t even describe how horny I got. I could hear their muffled whimpers and the tapping of the headboard, the steady rhythm of him pounding away at her for the first time. I resisted touching myself—it felt wrong to do it without asking her permission first—but I still caught myself grinding on my pillow twice.

I didn’t hear her door open for about an hour after the noise stopped, so I assume they were basking in the afterglow. He spent the night.

She and I talked about it the next day, and she said she had a great time. She felt well-prepared and comfortable, so there wasn’t difficulty or pain, and apparently he knew what he was doing (his ex taught him well, I guess—remember guys, one quality lover is better than a dozen shitty ones). She walked me through everything that happened, excited at having finally experienced it, and I tried to map what she was saying to the sounds I remembered.

She told me that if we hadn’t spoken so candidly, she probably wouldn’t have done it. I honestly didn’t think I did that much “talking her into it,” but I guess just being there and giving her advice was enough to credit me. I hope that counts as slutty—respectfully slutty, but slutty nonetheless.

Oh, and I didn’t have to ask her where he came, because I definitely heard her say “cum in me” through the wall.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/peqwlc/i_convinced_my_religious_roommate_to_lose_her