*Part 1 [Here](https://old.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/11zaggb/guilty_pleasures_i_brought_back_a_girl_to_my/). In the last part, I discussed my roommate Jamie, who has a long-distance boyfriend. but has always been a little flirty with me. After rejecting my advances, I catch her listening in on me fucking a sorority girl I brought home.*
“Eric-” Jamie said weakly, “Eric, please. I don’t think this is a good idea.”
She was sitting among the tangled sheets of her bed, looking back up at me as I stalked closer. I stopped at the edge of the bed, barely an inch between me and her. I loomed over her, glaring down. Something burned inside me, a mix of lust, jealousy, pent-up anger, and the toxic desire to make this girl mine.
My dick was straining against my shorts, and I stepped even closer. I caught her eyes flicking down, as I casually bumped her chest with my clothed boner. She backed away, crawling a little farther into her blankets.
I scoffed. “What were you thinking when you were listening to us? Did you like the way she begged me to keep fucking her?”
She stayed stony silent. For a second, she looked a little pathetic sitting there in the dim purple light, but her eyes met mine with that defiant, teasing stare, and in that moment my mind was made up.
I whirled around and snatched the vodka bottle from her desk and took a hasty pull. The stuff burned, but I didn’t care. I walked back, grabbed her chin, lifted the bottle to her lips. She shook her head and wrenched free of my grasp, but I caught the back of her head and brought her lips back to the bottle. I felt something in her shift as I grabbed her, her willpower slipping.
Jamie coughed and nearly spat out the trickle of alcohol. I waited, then pushed the bottle in her face again. She glared at me, and I saw a challenge in her eyes. Her lips parted and I dumped a larger swig straight into her open mouth. She coughed again, but choked it down. I bumped her lips with the bottle a final time, then quickly ran my thumb across her bottom lip and chin. She flinched a little, but didn’t move away. I took another pull for myself then pushed it back into her mouth. She drank.
Then I was on top of her, pushing her down into the sheets and crashing my lips down on hers. I slammed my arms into the bed on either side of her, and dug my knees into the spots next to her waist. I was pinning her under me, taking what was owed.
“I know you want this,” I whispered into her ear. “Does it turn you on, to know I just fucked some sorority slut and that now I’m here? What would Rahul think?”
She pulled away for a second, obviously a little off-put by the reference to her boyfriend but then I kissed her again and she didn’t resist. Her lips tasted like cheap vodka and forbidden fruit. I stopped and lifted my head, and her head followed mine almost reflexively. I laughed and rolled off the bed.
She made a little sound, and I slid my eyes over her body. The big t-shirt had been pushed up, and I could see that she was only wearing panties under it. Seeing her long, bare legs and the just barely visible signs of her pussy underneath the tight panties just poured gasoline on the fire burning within me.
I grabbed her by the ankles and dragged her towards me, pulling her nearly off the bed.
“Hey!” She squealed softly.
I pulled her legs around me and drove my boxers into her panties, dry-humping her. She twitched and tried to twist away but I kept her legs pinned. Then I released her and slid my hands under shirt, up, groping her small breasts, and then I was forcing the shirt off.
She laid there, only in her panties, staring back up at me. She flung an arm across her chest and made a noise of protest.
“No. Eric. No. Give my shirt back- this isn’t okay.”
“It’s not?” I said mockingly. I leaned in closer, thrusting my hips forward. There were just two layers of thin fabric separating my cock from her pussy, and I could feel her warmth through our underwear. I felt her hips shift and she involuntarily pressed herself tighter against me.
She paused, her breathing heavy. I grabbed her forearm, lightly, and moved it aside so I could see her tits.
“You’re beautiful.” I whispered. “I’ve wanted you for so fucking long. Don’t tell me you don’t feel the same.”
“Eric, I have a boyfriend.” She said, with no real conviction.
“I don’t give a fuck.” I growled, and leaned in for another kiss. She met my lips again, but pulled away quickly.
“I’m serious.” She said plaintively.
“So am I.” I reached down and pulled my dick out. I could see her eyes widen with lust. Before she could say anything more, I grabbed her panties and pulled them to the side. I could see her little pussy, finally exposed to my eyes. It took every ounce of effort to not immediately bury myself within her, but I managed. I took hold of my cock, stiff and straining, and I slid it under her panties- not into her, but just trapping my dick between the fabric and her bare pubis.
“This is how I fucked her.” I said, my voice barely a whisper. “I pulled her panties to the side just like this and then I fucked her little cunt.” I punctuated this with a little thrust, reveling in the sensation of my dick sliding against her bare skin.
Jamie moaned. It was a real, whimpering, desperate plea of a moan. She had her eyes closed, her head turned away, like she was pretending if she couldn’t see me it wasn’t really happening.
“Were you imagining it was you?” I asked. “Were you fucking yourself?”
She didn’t answer. I reached out and pinched her right nipple between my fingers. Not too hard, but she squealed all the same.
“Shhhhh.” I shushed. “I don’t want you waking her up. But answer my question.”
She nodded- almost imperceptibly- but she nodded.
“Say it.” I hissed.
She turned her head away, burying it in the sheets. “I was touching myself.” I could barely hear her, but it was all I needed.
“Where?” I asked playfully, pulling my hips back and thrusting forward again. I could feel my heartbeat pulsing within my shaft, pressed against her creamy skin. I could feel the barest hint of wetness, just brushing my balls as they rocked against her opening. I pulled my cock out of her panties, and she let out a suppressed moan as I backed away.
“Here?” I whispered, as I brought my lips down upon her breasts. I kissed them both, lightly.
“Here?” I kissed underneath her breasts, then right beside her belly button.
“Here?” I planted a kiss right at the crease of her left hip.
“Or here?” She trembled beneath me as I crouched onto my knees and then kissed her pussy through her panties. I hooked my fingers under them and yanked them down her legs. She was naked before me at last.
I pressed my face into her pussy, lapping at her lower lips. She moaned a little too loud, and I pinched her inner thigh. She kicked a leg into the air at that, and I grabbed the underside of her thighs and pushed her knee back towards her chest. I was working my tongue into her, licking at her clit, planting kisses around her folds. She grabbed me by the hair and pulled me even closer, and I could feel her hips bucking into my chin. Then I pulled away, yanking myself free of her hand and legs.
“No!” Jamie whined.
I stood back up, looming over her.
“What’s wrong?” I teased.
“Please,” she begged.
“No.” I said. I could see her eyes burn with frustration and lust.
“Eric-”
I cut her off. “I want you to show me how you were fucking yourself. You’re gonna finger yourself until I say stop. Right here, in front of me.”
“What?” She said, incredulously. I grabbed her face again, hooking my thumb into her lips.
“You fucking heard me.” I let go and took a couple steps back, preparing myself for the show. Jamie stared at me, her expression near inscrutable. Then she reclined back against her sheets and spread her legs, exposing herself to me. She reached a hand down between her thighs, hesitantly.
I waited. “Show me.”
She started it in earnest, lightly running her fingers over her clit. She stifled a moan as she rubbed at it, then dipped her fingers down into her slit. She had to cover her mouth with her other hand as she fell back completely against her bed, her fingers buried in her. She pumped them back and forth, her legs kicking lightly.
I picked up my phone and started recording. She didn’t see the camera for a while, then caught it as I moved closer. She yanked her hand back from her pussy and sat up.
“What the hell-”
I pushed her back down. “Keep fucking going. Keep going or I’ll send what I have right now to Rahul.”
“No!” Jamie protested. “What are you doing?!”
I stared impassively at her. “Do what I fucking tell you, Jamie. Enough with the act, you’re a little tease who used me for attention this entire time. Pretending like you’re still loyal to your fuckin’ boyfriend, give me a break. Give it up.”
She paused, then laid back down.
“Good girl.” I said. “Put on a show for me.”
She did. She was fucking herself for real, driving two fingers in and out her pussy and rubbing at her clit with the other hand. She was rocking back and forth, driving her hips in the air, kicking her legs out- until I grabbed her wrist.
“MMMM.” She squealed as I slapped a hand over her mouth.
“You don’t come ‘til I say.” I said languidly. Her chest was heaving, her little tits working up and down as she struggled against me.
“Now, you’re gonna do everything I tell you from now on, or I’ll send that video to Rahul, you understand?”
She nodded weakly.
“Good girl.” I brushed her hair back with one hand, the other holding my erect dick. “Get on the floor and blow me.”
I sat down onto the bed and waited. She didn’t move for a couple of seconds, then she slowly slid down off the bed and in between my legs.
“I’ve- I’ve never done this before.” She was staring up at me, my cock lightly tapping at her face.
“It’s okay.” I reassured her. “Just suck it.”
She started the blowjob shakily, wrapping her lips around my dick. She lapped at it with her tongue, then slowly tried to work more of my length into her mouth. She tapped out midway, pulling herself off with a gag. I put my hand in her hair and pulled her back down.
“Come on now. The other girl got all of me in her throat.”
Jamie redoubled her efforts, but she never did get all the way. My dick wasn’t even that big, but it was alright. She settled for sucking at my head and what she could, and licking me up and down. It was enough just knowing this girl I had lusted after for so long was finally on her knees, sucking me off. I was clutching at her hair before long.
“She didn’t let me come in her mouth.” I grunted. “You’re gonna take this down your throat.”
Jamie struggled a bit against my grip as she heard it, but she looked back up at me and I could see acceptance in her eyes. I pumped my dick back and forth, causing her to splutter a little, then I was coming. I blasted off into her warm, wet mouth with a stifled groan. I couldn’t believe what I had just done.
Jamie was still kneeling on the ground, a little bit of cum dribbling from her mouth. She wiped her lips with the back of her hand and then stood up, avoiding my eyes. I grabbed her by the waist and pulled her close, taking the opportunity to fondle her ass.
I kissed her again, tasting a bit of myself. She gave into the kiss, pressing herself back into me.
“Good.” I said, breaking us off. “Now go to sleep. In the morning, I’m gonna fuck Brooke again and then I’m going to come into here so you can clean my dick with your mouth. Maybe I’ll let you come then.”
I walked past her and out into the hallway, head spinning a little from what had just happened. I slipped back into my room and then under my covers, where Brooke’s sleeping body was waiting. She shifted slightly, but didn’t wake. I wrapped an arm around her and nestled myself behind her, the softness of her ass a pleasant sensation against my spent dick. It didn’t take long for sleep to take me.
*More parts coming*
Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/1215x7v/guilty_pleasures_pt_2_confronting_my_roommate_and
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