I had moved in to a two bedroom unit downtown after needing to find a place in a hurry after an ugly breakup. My would-be roommate Jessica had pulled out of the lease at the last minute and left me high and dry paying for a unit I could only barely afford and a big, empty room. I advertised on a couple different places that I needed a roommate fast while I was moving in. I checked notifications in between moving furniture and boxes, which was stressful.
After finally getting my wi-fi connected, I saw a notification from someone named Riley. She was turning twenty-one and needed a place to go after her dad told her that she was too old to be living at home. She had a job and was looking to live in the city with someone safe.
I took a peek at her profile and was stunned. She was a tall farm girl. Pictures of her with horses, cows grazing in a huge pasture and a few of her shucking corn. She had beautiful brown hair always in a ponytail, sparkling blue eyes and a gorgeous smile. I also spent a few minutes scanning her pics of a beach vacation with her family. She had beautifully defined curves, a great butt and abs that made me flushed. Her breasts were so perfect I felt so jealous and stunned.
I messaged her back quickly and told her to drop by the place whenever she could and take a look. She messaged back a minute later and said my pictures of the place were good enough and she was hoping to move in in a few days. I was excited. I gave her my number and she called me.
“Hi is this Ingrid?”
“Yeah! And you’re Riley.”
“Yes, Im excited to talk with you! I didn’t think I’d find a place so soon. Would Thursday work?”
“Totally! Let me send you the lease paperwork and you can send it to the lease office. Just lemme’ get your email.”
She gave me her email and we chatted about the area for a while.
“I saw your farm in your pics. Are you sad about leaving?”
“I’ll miss my animals but I can visit. I want to see and experience the big city and find myself a bit. I feel like now is the perfect time to learn about both sides of life.”
“Both sides…”
“Hm?”
“Nothin’! I’m excited to meet you in person on Thursday! See you then!”
“Me too! Thanks!”
We hung up and I sighed as I flipped into bed. I had spent over an hour rebuilding my bedframe and I was ready to crash.
Thursday came quick. Work was slow and the days slipped by fast.
The morning of, I tidied up the place a bit and vacuumed Riley’s room for her. I put a pair of keys for her on the coffee table and put flowers on her window sill to brighten the place a little.
I saw four pickup trucks pull up full of furniture and boxes.
“That must be her…!”
I went out to say hello and greeted her family. I had a nice little chat with her mom and dad and said hello to her brother. She came out of her dad’s pickup wearing a cropped tank top and athletic shorts that just barely got past her butt. It was pretty clear she wasn’t wearing a bra underneath as she jogged up to me with a huge smile on her face. We hugged quickly, but long enough for me to feel that her skin was immaculate and defiant of her rugged lifestyle.
We spent a couple hours moving her in and getting her things set up. She brought a vinyl collection and an expensive gaming console with her, both of which surprised me a little, her being a farm girl. Everybody has layers to them that challenge your preconceived notions.
Her family left after leaving a nice bottle of wine on the kitchen table and giving her lots of big hugs.
Then Riley and I spent a couple hours putting her bedframe together and chatting.
“Have you always lived in the city?”
“I grew up in suburban hell for a while but got out here as soon as I could when I was eighteen. I just went through a nasty breakup and had to move downtown for work.”
“Oh, I’m sorry to hear that! Why was it nasty?”
“I-it was just a series of misunderstandings that lead to differences of opinion about things that didn’t matter but were still very intense.”
“That does definitely sound nasty. Are you okay?”
“Yeah, I’m good. Just have to shake the dust off and look forward to the next person who will be better and more fun.” I smiled sweetly at her.
I could see a touch of blush as she smiled back and looked away, curbing a strand of hair behind her ear.
“When you mentioned seeing my pictures of the farm, I actually went on your profile and took a look at your pics…” She seemed sheepish about this.
“Oh? Which ones?”
“You dancing at your friend’s wedding last spring and going to the lake with your college friends. You look like you have a lot of fun!”
I giggled, trying to be cute. “Yeah those were both great times. I love the lake. The water I can take or leave but goin’ out there with friends is great.”
“Mm! I love going to the beach. The breeze and smelling how fresh and light the air… it’s great.”
“Oh, yeah I saw your beach photos!” I said this without thinking about it.
“You did? Those were a couple years ago.”
“Y-yeah… I was just vetting my new roomie,” I said with another giggle.
“For sure! Can’t be too careful. I hope my profile gave a good impression.”
“Good enough to let you in the door!”
We laughed and finished the bedframe while listening to music. We kept chatting, but it was more sparse.
When we finished, she wiped her forehead. Lifting her arm lifted her cropped tank top up above her belly button and gave me a great view of her abs again. They were glistening with a thin layer of sweat. I was practically drooling when she looked down at me.
“You okay?” The look on her face told it all. She knew what I was staring at.
“Yeah! Just spaced out. I’m tired, are you?”
“Pretty wiped out, yeah. We should eat and go to bed.”
We threw together some ramen with egg, ate quickly while chatting about TV and then she went to shower. I took a minute to snoop in her room shamelessly.
I inspected her closet and was delighted to find a bunch of fun, revealing but not quite slutty clothes. High cropper and some low-cut tops. Short shorts and skirts, barely any bras except a couple of sports bras and a few lacy ones, a going out dress and some very cute sun dresses. There were a lot more of those cropped tank tops and a few pairs of overalls as well. I couldn’t wait to see her in these things. I started to feel a little bad about creeping in her closet so I ducked out of her room just in time for her to get out of the shower.
She came out in nothing but a towel wrapped around her as she brushed her hair. My jaw hit the floor. She was so gorgeous I could barely contain myself. Then, I became even more shocked.
Poking out from the bottom of the towel was her noticably large, beautifully shaved, uncut, semi-hard, veiny, fat cock.
I had no idea she was trans. Nothing on her profile indicated it. Maybe that was because she lived out in the country and her family didn’t want her to be harassed?
She didn’t know I could see her from the hall, so I got see her tuck her gorgeous cock back up and underneath the towel. My mind was racing as she walked down the hall and found me.
“Hey! I was thinking we should go grocery shopping tomorrow? What’s your schedule like?”
“I uhh…” I couldn’t think straight. At all. I was totally lost thinking about how just a glimpse of her cock made me go insane. I could barely get words out of my mouth. “I… work.”
She giggled. “I figured, but when do you get off?”
“Get off…” I wanted her before. Now I want her and I’m stunned at the same time.
“Ingrid?”
“Sorry! Still spacin’ out a bit. Umm, I can be free after four?”
“Great! I’ll clean up around here and do more unpacking until you get home.”
“A-awesome…”
She walked back to the bathroom after she was done brushing her hair. She was humming to herself and watching her butt jiggle underneath the towel as she walked away was mesmerizing.
When I assumed she was cis I wanted to have a cute thing with her and make beautiful lesbian love with her. Then, I felt the exact same way. I thought maybe it would be different, but she’s a woman, I’m a woman. The only thing that changed was how much I knew about her. I still wanted her so bad. I needed to get inside her pants.
A few weeks went by and I resigned myself to trying as hard as I could to get her to want me. I pulled the same thing she did with coming out of the shower in nothing but a towel. I made sure the towel showed as much of my cleavage as I could let it and talked with her for as long as was comfortable in a towel. I didn’t wear a bra in the apartment, I sometimes worse oversized shirts with no pants and I tried to touch her in as many casual ways as possible. Touching her back as I moved around her in the kitchen, touching her arms to get her attention, tapping her knee and anything else I could think of. One night, I offered to braid her hair. She got excited and I gave her a double french braid. She looked at it in a hand mirror and called the style “sexy.” I was basically swooning and drooling all over her and at this point, she started to take notice.
One day, I came home from work and she was cooking dinner. Some stew in a Crock-Pot. Very country.
“Want some? It’ll be another hour.”
“Smells great, yeah.” I took off my jacket and went to change. I always made it a point to change from work clothes to something cute when I got home. When I came out, she was faux panting.
“Hot in here!” She rushed to her room and came out in athletic shorts and a sports bra. Her abs and butt were being shown off quite nicely.
I couldn’t contain myself. I needed to say **something.**
“You uh… you’re in great shape…!”
She smiled at me and the smile held as she spoke. “Farm life will do that to you!”
“Well… you look great!” I was panicking.
She shot a flirty look back at me. “You would know.”
This threw me for a loop. “Wh-wha… Uh. Hmm?”
“You’ve done nothing but stare at me since I’ve moved in, Ingrid.” Her eyes were still on the Crock-Pot bubbling and hissing.
“Well, I-I-I uuhh… I don’t really… I’m…”
“Not a complaint…” She said with a smirk on her face.
“O-oh?”
“But…” She turned around and leaned back against the counter, her arms spread out and her hips pushed forward. “You can’t just look at a nice horse all day. At some point you have to ride it… you know?”
“R-ride it? Ride a horse?” I tried desperately to pretend to not know what was going on. This caught me off guard and I couldn’t take my eyes off her abs and the bulge in her shorts.
She looked at me staring at her, smiled and rolled her eyes. “This has to cook on low for… did I say an hour?” She turned the knob on the Crock-Pot down. “Make it two.” She walked over to the living room and sprawled herself out on the couch.
I cautiously walked over to her. “I’m uh… I’m sorry for staring so much. You’re just…” I built up as much courage as I could.
“I’m just what…?” She learned forward and smirked at me again.
“You’re just so pretty and tall and… perfect.” I swallowed hard and blushed endlessly.
She leaned back onto the couch and smiled at me. “If you want it, you’ll have to come get it, girl.” Her words were sweet, sultry daggers that shocked me and instantly turned me on.
I walked over to her and gently sat next to her. “Yeah?”
She turned to face me. “Yeah.”
I went in to touch her abs and she instantly slapped my hand away.
I gasped and she giggled. “Gonna have to try harder than that.” Her smile was wicked and seductive.
I reached in quicker but she still slapped my hand away casually. I tried to fake her out and reach in again with both hands but she grabbed my wrists.
Instantly the room felt like it went dark and a spotlight shown on us. The dynamic changed. I was the one pursuing her but she was the one in control. I was the sub, she was the domme and I was powerless. I wanted her so badly, I immediately felt like Id let her do whatever she wanted, but what she wanted was for me to “Earn it.” The words stunned me and instantly made me wet. I quickly looked down to notice that while I was focusing on her and touching her, I was soaking my panties yoga pants.
“Wh- wha…”
“You want it? Earn it.” She was rock hard and clearly enjoying holding my wrists.
“P-please… Riley… Please let me tou-”
“Fight for it…” She whispered.
So I scrunched my face up and used my legs. I wrapped my legs around her waist and pulled her into me. I could feel her bulge press against my wetness.
“That’s it. Now fight for control…” She pinned my wrists behind my head with one hand and quickly slithered her other hand under my shirt. She groped my breasts aggressively and leaned down to lick my neck. This drove me wild as I moaned loudly.
I dug my heels into her back and wrenched a hand away from her, then reached down quickly and snuck it down her shorts. I could finally feel her thick, hard cock. It puked and tremored when I gripped it. Riley laughed as I quickly pulled it out. It was the biggest, girthiest, longest and most gorgeous cock I had ever seen in my life. By far.
“Like what you see?” She asked, smiling down at her. Her beautiful face beamed with lust.
“Mm-hm!” I whimpered as I began stroking her cock. “I-it’s so big…”
She unpinned my wrist and towered over me. “It’s ten inches long and five inches thick…” She said with pride.
“Oh my god…”
“Good?”
I leaned up and started stroking faster “it’s amazing…”
She reached down and pulled my yoga pants and panties off in one quick, fluid motion. She then held her dick up and let it drop with a loud slap on top of my pussy. I moaned loudly. She giggled again and stripped off her sports bra, revealing the most perfect, delicate, perky, beautiful breasts I had ever seen. They jiggled as she ripped off her bra and tossed it into the hall.
“Do you want me to put this big, fat cock inside of you, Ingrid?”
I was staring at her tits but was able to answer to the thing I wanted more than anything.
“Y-yes… slowly…”
“Oh, of course…” She pressed her dickhead against my hole to get it wet, then slid it in.
I instantly gasped and bugged out my eyes with shock. It was so big and felt even bigger inside me. She took off my top and began kissing and pinching my nipples as she spent the next few minutes slowly inserting her cock deeper into me until it couldnt go any further. I was gasping and heaving and moaning and twitching the whole time, my oussy clenched down hard around her thick cock.
“F-f-f-fuuick me… please…?”
She giggled again, her chest raising and her boobs jiggling again. “Of course…”
She began slowly thrusting inside me, reaching as far inside me as I could allow, then pulling out until only her dickhead was inside me, then going back and forth like that. The long, continuous strokes made me go whild and in mere minutes I was ready to cum.
“Oh fuck, oh fuck!!!”
“Haha, yyeeessss, cum for me… cum all over my giant girlcock…”
And I did. I came harder than I ever had before. I convulsed and shook and clenched and shivered and came all over her girlcock. I basically exploded! My legs shook violently and my moans got so loud I’m sure the neighbors heard. When I had settled a bit, she pulled out. The feeling of her pulling out made me twitch and shake and whimper a little all on its own. .
“Now…what about me…?” She looked at me with a lustful grin, slowly stroking her cock.
I couldn’t help it. I was drawn to it. Instantly, I was addicted to it. I crawled on all fours to her, stayed on my hands and knees, and let her put her cock as deep down my throat as it would go.
She laughed as she started to thrust inside my throat. “Do you like how your pussy tastes on my girlcock? Do you like getting fucked by me so much that you need me to fuck two of your holes?
I let out a quivering but loud “mm-hmm!” While she continued to use my throat. I was entranced by the feeling of her perfect cock in my mouth.
A moment later, she started moaning and groaning and whimpering and squealing… And soon enough, shot after shot of sweet, thick cum shot into my mouth and down my throat. Every time I thought she was done another shot of her cum filled my mouth. I could barely swallow it all. She pulled her cock out and cum spilled out of my mouth and onto the blanket on the couch. I slurped up as much as I could but there was still a lot that spilled. I almost felt bad for not getting all of it.
“Ffffffuuucckkk… that was amazing… Oh god.” Her face was red and she was panting heavily, her girldick still twitching.
I swallowed and wiped my mouth. “I’ve wanted that since you first moved in… You’re so amazing…”
She giggled and blushed. We cuddled naked on the couch until the Crock-Pot dinged, her cock laying flaccid but still sizable on my thigh. We ate naked, watched TV naked and spooned naked the rest of the night.
“New rule.” She said firmly.
“Hmm?”
“We’re never clothed inside this apartment when it’s just us. If I get hard or you get wet, we make sure each other cums. I want this place to be a near-constant sex romp.”
“Oh, wow…” My mind reeled with the possibilities. “Can we bring friends over to play that game with us too?”
“As many as you want.”
“Deal. I need to get fucked by your girlcock again and again.”
Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/12zqudk/i_just_had_to_do_something_about_my_new_roommate
Wow. Read this while bored at work and now I have a problem. Great story 😜