Guilty Pleasures Pt. 8 – Getting ready for a sorority formal with my roommate [M20/F20, Cheating, Oral, Dub-Con]

[*Part 7*](https://old.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/12nxrhu/guilty_pleasures_pt_7_revenge_on_the_sorority/)

The week went by mostly uneventfully. I was looking forward to the weekend, which was the Gamma Tau formal with Cassie. I had some more fun with Jamie, but we’d both been getting busy with school and work..

One afternoon, after class, I realized I’d forgotten my chargers at the house so I made the trek across campus to grab them.

I unlocked my front door and stepped inside. I knew everyone was usually out of the house at this time, so I didn’t bother to take my earbuds out or announce myself. I just headed straight for the stairs, passing Kylie’s open door on the way.

I absentmindedly glanced inside her room and froze.

Kylie was home, and she was busy. She was laying back in her bed, her legs wide open and her hand beneath her short shorts. She was wearing a tight sports bra and athletic shorts, like she’d just finished working out.

“Oh…fuck” She moaned.

Her eyes were closed and her head was turned upward, so she didn’t see me standing in her doorway. Her bare legs were splayed wide, and I could see up her shorts almost to her ass and pussy.

I couldn’t take my eyes away, even though I knew I should have just walked by. I snapped myself out of it, right as she curled her legs upward and began moving her fingers faster. I tried to step away stealthily, but must have made some noise, because she suddenly opened her eyes and yelped.

She jerked her hand out of her shorts and sat up in bed, frantically throwing her blanket over herself.

“Oh my God! Eric-”

“Sorry! Sorry, sorry!” I said, slightly panicky. “I wasn’t- uh- I didn’t see anything!”

I immediately started up the stairs, trying to calm myself down and make my boner go away.

“Wait, Eric.” Kylie called.

I stopped on the steps and turned, rather awkwardly. She was leaning out of her doorway, a flannel thrown over her bra.

“Um, I just wanted to-”

“No, it’s fine.” I said. “Uh, don’t worry about it. I won’t say anything. We all do it.”

“Right,” She said. She eyed me as I said “We all do it.”

There was an awkward pause.

“How long were you standing there?” She asked, a little accusatory.

“I wasn’t! I literally just looked over as I was walking by. You’re- you’re the one who left the door open.”

“Fine. You’re right.” She said, throwing her hands up. “I guess I’m lucky I decided not to use the usual toys today.”

“Uhhhh,” I said. Kylie was always saying stuff like that, adding in maybe a little too much detail about her sex life. How do you respond to something like that?

She just smiled coyly, then shut the door. I stood there for a moment, then pushed the thought of Kylie fucking herself with a dildo out of my mind. Took a bit of effort, but I managed.

—

It was finally Saturday night, and I was preparing to head out to Cassie’s sorority house for their formal. I was laying out my dress shirt and suit on my bed when my phone dinged.

It was a Snapchat from Cassie. I picked it up and opened it. She’d sent a selfie of her obviously dolled up for the formal, her eyes heavy with glowy eyeshadow and her lips shaded a perfect pink. I tapped the screen, revealing the next photo. It was a mirror pic, but she was topless, holding a black dress loosely in her arms so it covered her curvy legs. Her round tits were bared though.

“Fuck,” I said quietly. I can’t lie, it was a bit of a rush to know that this was my date- one of the hottest sorority girls at the school.

I considered sending a snap back, but paused when I realized I didn’t know what the hell to send back. A half-face pic with a bemused expression? Give me a break. I decided to be a little catty and left her on read.
Almost immediately, another Snap from Cassie loaded. It was a purple square this time, meaning video. I opened it without hesitation.

She was holding the camera above her, and she was still topless. She was walking around her room, while yelling into the camera.

“Eric, I know your ass isn’t leaving me on read,” She yelled.

Her next words were hard to hear over loud music somewhere in the background. Her tits were bouncing as she moved, and she walked over to reveal Bianca in the room. Bianca was seated in front of their vanity, wearing nothing but a bra and panties. Cassie switched the camera so I could see her standing behind Bianca, her tits reflected in the mirror. Bianca was doing her makeup, but paused when she saw Cassie recording. Cassie leaned over Bianca seductively and grabbed her roommate’s tits through her bra.

“You want to have fun tonight, you better do what I say,” Cassie said into the camera.

I left her on read again.

I was in the middle of trying to button my trousers over my raging hard-on when I had a rather devious thought cross my mind. I texted Jamie to come to my room, then opened the newest snap from Cassie.

“Jesus,” I said, involuntarily.

It was a picture of Cassie finally in her dress, but the skirt of the dress was bunched around her waist and kneeling between her legs was Bianca. I couldn’t see any actual details, just Bianca’s dark hair. The camera angle was just perfect to reveal the round curves of Bianca’s ass in panties.

The caption read: “i don’t need u when i have her”, and a heart emoji.

There was a knock on my door.

“Come in,” I said. My erection wasn’t going down anytime soon, and my mind was swirling with ideas of what to do to Jamie.

Jamie stepped into my room, pushing the door behind her. She was wearing tight black leggings and a loose T-shirt. Her dark hair was a little messy, and her green-brown eyes a little tired.

“Hi,” She said hesitantly. Her eyes flicked downwards at my crotch, no doubt noting the bulge in my pants.
I closed the distance between us and kissed her. Her lips were soft and warm, and she fell into the kiss hungrily, wrapping her arms around my shoulders. I grabbed her waist and pulled her close. My hand slipped under her shirt, feeling her bare skin.

My other hand groped at her ass through her leggings as I pushed her towards my bed. I broke off the kiss, panting heavily.

“Wait-” She tried to say, but I kissed her again.

“I don’t have much time.” I whispered, kissing her neck. “I gotta go meet Cassie for the formal, but I want you to blow me first.”

Jamie moaned softly as I squeezed her ass. I pulled her tighter, enjoying the feeling of having her in my arms.

“Are you going to fuck her tonight?” Her voice was taut with lust.

“I’m planning on it.” I said. “Her and her roommate.”

She kissed me, her hands fumbling at my waistband. I gave her a hand, pulling my dick out through the zipper. She slipped her fingers around my length, gently but hurriedly beginning to jack me off. I groaned into her lips as I felt her hand pump back and forth.

I grabbed her ass with both my hands, squeezing and fondling. Her ass wasn’t as fat as Cassie’s but not a lot of girls were, and she still had a perfectly shaped rear for her body. I could feel the pleasure radiating from my shaft as she picked up the pace.

“Get on your knees,” I whispered into her ear as I pushed one hand under her leggings and grabbed her bare ass.

She complied, staring back up at me with those bright eyes. She kissed my dick, then ran her tongue up the length. I let out a satisfied moan, fixing my hand in her hair. I reached behind me and grabbed my shirt, throwing it on as she began the blowjob.

We were standing in front of my scratched up mirror, me facing it and her with her back to it and on her knees. She wrapped her lips around my head, lapping at me with her tongue as she pushed more and more of my length into her mouth. My eyes tracked her head bobbing up and down in the mirror, then again in front of me. I admired the reflection of her ass in leggings as she sucked on my head.

She was staring up at me, her eyes clouded with that now familiar look of guilt and pleasure. I slowly began buttoning my shirt as she blew me, pausing a couple times to stroke her hair. I pulled out of her mouth, admiring how my dick looked covered in her spit.

I took my shaft in one hand and tapped it on her face, just brushing her cheeks with my dick. She flinched a little, but I grabbed her head and pulled her back towards me.

“Stick out your tongue,” I commanded.

She did.

“Good girl,” I said.

I slipped my dick back into her mouth, sliding my head around her extended tongue. Then I pushed her back down and she resumed sucking.

“You like sucking my cock?” I asked. “I’m sure Rahul will be happy with how much you’ve learned to suck dick when he sees you.”

She twitched a little, but didn’t stop.

I buttoned the last button on my shirt and grabbed my jacket, slowly shrugging it on as Jamie continued working. I could feel myself getting close. I withdrew my cock.

“Take off your clothes,” I said. “I want to see you naked.”

She tossed off her shirt and bra, fondling her tits for a bit in front of me. She kissed my thighs then my balls. Then she sat back on the floor, and tugged off her leggings and panties, leaving her fully nude in the middle of my bedroom.

“Good,” I whispered. “Touch yourself while you blow me.”

She dove back in, licking up and down my length while her hand buried itself between her legs. I could see her bare back and ass in the mirror, and the shadow of her fingers below her round ass.

“Look at this,” I said. I let her come up for air, then showed her my phone with the photos of Cassie. Her eyes widened a little at the lewd photos.

“Wow,” She said. “They’re really crazy, huh.”

“She’s sending me all this shit to get me worked up before I see her.” I said. “So now I gotta take care of my boner. But that’s what you’re for right? A quick blow before I go and fuck another girl.”

“Mmmm.” She moaned from around a mouthful of cock.

“I’m gonna send her a video of you blowing me.” I said. She suddenly looked up at me, her eyes wide, but I pushed her back onto my dick. “Don’t worry, I won’t get your face in it. But this is your chance to show her who does it better.”

I picked up my phone, opening Snapchat. I grabbed the back of Jamie’s head and pushed her down, making her choke a little. I recorded her blowing me, making sure the camera didn’t pick up her face. Just a head bobbing back and forth on my cock. I sent the video to Cassie.

I tossed my phone aside and grabbed Jamie’s head with both hands, groaning a little too loudly as I felt myself building up. The hallway outside creaked, and I nearly panicked, but then Jamie did something extraordinary with her tongue and I brushed it off. I started pumping my hips back and forth, fucking her face with more intensity.

The reflection in my mirror was pornographic- Jamie nude and on her knees, getting her face stuffed by me, still wearing my suit. I pulled out and frantically began jerking off. She licked at my shaft, her tongue giving little bolts of pleasure everytime it made contact.

“I wanna come on your face.” I said roughly, my words half-choked.

“Come on me, please. I’m yours, oh God, I’m yours.” She moaned, her fingers moving faster. I could hear them squishing in her pussy.

I came all over her pretty face, spraying a burst across her cheeks and up her brows. She gasped, her eyes fluttering closed. I groaned softly as I felt it all release within me.

“Thanks,” I said slyly. “Clean yourself up now, I have to get going.”

Jamie rose to her feet hesitantly, her pale body beautifully exposed.

“Eric-” She started.

“We’ll talk when I get back.” I said. “But remember, you can’t come until I say so.”

With that, I left my room. I was rushing down the stairs, fixing my suit jacket when I nearly collided with Kylie coming out of her room.

“Shit, sorry!” I said, grabbing her by the shoulders before I barreled through her.

“Oh my God!” She cried, but quickly caught herself.

We stared at each other for a moment. Her eyes flicked up and down my body, taking in my get-up.

“So, you’re going to a-”

“Formal,” I said. “It’s just a thing where we dress up and drink a lot. Like a dance.”

“I know what a formal is.” Kylie said curtly. “So, you’re going as Cassie’s date? As in the Cassie you always bitched about?”

“Uh, yeah.” I said. “She has a funny way of flirting, I guess.”

“Right.” Kylie said.

She paused. “So, you’re going as a date for this sorority girl, where, presumably you’re gonna have sex with her after?”

“Ummm.” I stuttered.. “Uh, well, I mean. I mean, that’s not necessarily on the table, but I’m not going to-”

She cut me off. “So you’re going out to have sex with some sorority girl, and before you leave, you fuck Jamie?”

Shit.

*More parts coming. Thanks for keeping up with this series, thoughts always appreciated.*

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