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[MF] Fucking my flatmate’s super hot crush on our home from gonewildstories
Nothing happened between Lisa and I for a few weeks. We had seen each other a few times here and there but she seemed to act like nothing had ever happened. I even tried flirting with her but she completely blanked me. I wanted to fuck her again so bad but I was starting to lose hope. Maybe this was all part her of her plan. She got me obsessed with her just like every other guy. Hell, I was regularly jerking off to my memories of those times with her.
I next saw Lisa at a large college house party. I knew she was going to be there and was praying that I’d get just one more taste of her. I knew that if I wanted this to happen I had to play it cool and not come on to her.
When I arrived at the party she was already there. I remember walking into the back yard of the house and seeing her sitting on chair, legs crossed and nursing a drink. My jaw dropped and heart skipped a beat. She was wearing a skin tight v neck lacey body suit paired with black skinny jeans and some boots. I’m not a good enough writer to describe how insanely sexy she looked in this outfit so here’s an image of a what the bodysuit looked like:
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We made eye contact, she smiled and waved at me and I did so in return. I made a point not to walk over to her to say hi, and instead found some other friends to talk to. I tried to forget about it but heaps of my friends wouldn’t shut up about how hot Lisa looked. Over the course of the night all I could think about was how hot she was and how badly I wanted her on top of me.
I saw her flirting with some guy I’d never met before, using all the classic Lisa moves, even not so subtly squeezing her tits together. Seeing this made me feel a weird combination of sad and turned on. I felt pretty ashamed. Eventually I realised that if I wanted to enjoy myself I was going to have to clear my head, so to speak.
I made my way to the house’s upstairs bathroom, the one less people seemed to be using, and locked myself inside. I whipped out my semi and shamefully got to work. I jerked myself off while imagining Lisa was in the room, stripping for me. I imagined her climbing on top of me and riding me. I imagined feeling her incredible tits with my hands and mouth. I imagined her turning around and me finally getting to take her from behind, something I’d dreamt of for a while. I came super hard. I felt like Randy in that episode of South Park. It was a huge relief but I also felt ashamed and guilty. I quickly cleaned up and blended back into the party.
Clearing my head was clearly a good idea because I ended up talking to this really cute blonde girl, whose name I’ve since forgotten. We had a few drinks together and were getting along really well. It wasn’t as sexual or flirtatious as talking to Lisa and that made it kind of refreshing. It could’ve been how drunk I was but I was starting to get butterflies in my stomach as I talked to her.
I asked the girl if she would like another drink and got up to go make some mixed drinks at the temporary bar set up inside. As I got to the doorway, Lisa popped out in front of me.
L: “Where ya going?”
I was all buzzing with happiness and confidence from my perfect level of drunk and the exciting new girl I’d met.
Me: “Hey Lisa! I’m just off to grab some more drinks.”
L: “Cool, can I have one?”
Me: “Sure, come along.”
In my mind I was still thinking about the cute blonde girl and hadn’t given Lisa much thought. We got to the bar and I grabbed a bottle of Vodka and started pouring small amounts into some plastic cups. Lisa grabbed the bottle off me and said,
L: “That’s not how you get drunk.”
She took a big sip straight from the bottle and then handed it to me.
L: “Your turn.”
I followed her lead and did the same. As I began lowering the bottle from my mouth, Lisa stepped right up close to me and moved in to kiss me. I stepped back.
Me: “Woah! Right out in the open? I thought we didn’t want people to know.”
L: “I don’t care, I’m drunk and all guys here are assholes. Let’s have fun, come ooon.”
At this point I’d completely forgotten about the cute blonde I had been talking to. This is the power Lisa has over people. If it wasn’t for my secret little jerk off earlier I would’ve been making out with her in front of everyone right about now.
Me:.”I don’t know, Lisa… I still don’t want Fred knowing.”
L: “Meet me in the upstairs bedroom in 2 minutes.”
In the blink of an eye she had sprinted off. I wasn’t sure what to do or why I had to wait 2 minutes. All I did know was how horny I was again. I took a few more swigs of the vodka and made my way upstairs. I got to the bedroom and tried to open it but it was locked.
L: “Is that you?”
Me: “Uh… yeah?”
L: “Just a second!”
I waited, trying to act inconspicuous as a guy leaving the bathroom gave me a weird look. After maybe 20 seconds I heard the door unlock. Another 5 and I heard Lisa,
L: “Come in.”
I entered. She was sitting on the foot of the bed in just her lace bodysuit, no boots or jeans. Her legs were crossed and she was leaning forward, showing off her cleavage. I was frozen and speechess.
L: “Close the damn door and lock it!”
I obliged, still speechless.
L: “I couldn’t stand seeing you talk to that girl.”
Me: “Me? You’ve basically been all over half the guys here!”
Lisa pouted.
L: “Yeah, but you’re my little secret.”
She fiddled with her suit, adjusting her cleavage. I basically ran over to where she was sitting and and kissed her. She pulled me onto the bed and swapped places with me and then climbed on top. God I loved it when she straddled me. Nothing better. My hands urgently explorer every part of her body could reach. I yanked my shirt off and planted my face in her chest and started kissing and sucking on anything I could. I felt like I needed to touch every part of her gorgeous body with every part of mine, all at the same time. No matter what I couldn’t quench my desire.
I picked her up while I stood up, turned around and put her back on the bed. I leaned over and undid clip on her bodysuit, located at her crotch. The suit flicked open revealing her beautiful pussy. I dived in, licking her right out. Maybe I wasn’t doing such a great job because after only 30 seconds or so she moaned out,
L: “Let’s just fuck already.”
She sat up looking like she wanted to hop on and ride me again. Believe me, I wanted her to, but first I asked,
Me: “Can we try from behind?”
Without a word she turned around, got on all fours and poked her ass out at me, bodysuit still on. Holy shit. I’d probably jerked off to this fantasy every day since our last encounter. I was so excited I didn’t even think about how we didn’t have a condom. I pulled my pants down to my knees. With haste I grabbed her tight little ass, lined myself up and pushed myself inside her. Her ass felt even firmer in this position.
After only 10 or so strokes I realised I’d gotten so far ahead of myself. It felt so good I was already about to blow and I still wanted her to ride me. Every time we fuck I regret not making it last longer. This time I had no excuse.
Me: “Oh fuck, sorry I need to stop for a sec.”
L: “Just come in me, I don’t care.”
Let me tell you, willpower only gets you so far. At her request I kept pounding at her as I started cumming. At the peak of my orgasm I stopped thrusting and held her and against my hips, while I my entire cock was buried in her, and she started grinding on me. I swear I went cross-eyed.
I pulled out and lay down on my back, euphoric but kind of dissapointed.
Me: “I’m sorry I didn’t last long.”
L: “Yeah, that’s the point.”
I realised Lisa must have had a kink for just making guys cum uncontrollably, and fuck she was good at it. She got off the bed and started cleaning up her pussy.
L: “Don’t look so sad, you just had sex.”
Me: “I just was hoping to do more.”
L: “Like what?”
Me: “I fucking love it when you ride me.”
L: “Go ask that girl you were talking to.”
Lisa finished getting dressed and left the room. I got dressed myself and followed a few minutes after, feeling a strange sadness I’d never felt before. I looked around for the blonde girl but couldn’t see her. I asked one of my friends where she’d gone and apparently she left with another guy. This made me even sadder, completely aware of how selfish I was being. Lisa was a gift and a curse. A very, very sexy curse.
I never saw the blonde girl again and sometimes I still think about what could have been.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/gwdcsk/mf_my_third_experience_with_my_flatmates_gorgeous