[F]ucking [M]y housemate after years of living together

This happened a few years ago (obviously pre-covid), between me (M31) and my roommate (F31). At the time, I lived in a big house with lots of people — the city I lived in is expensive, so it’s not unusual to live together with many housemates, even in your thirties and forties. In this particular house, many roommates had come and gone over the years but Georgia and I had been housemates for a solid 2 years or so. Our shared house was in an urban area of an east coast city with fairly high crime, and inconvenient to public transit — but the rent was cheap, and Georgia and I were both from working-class families and couldn’t afford better. At the time I worked an office job, and she was a teacher.

First, about Georgia. She was someone that I’d always thought was relatively cute, but didn’t really know that much about her and what she would be like romantically. And, as a housemate, she was of course off-limits. Anyway, she was short, only 5’0”, and extremely petite — in the 100-pound range or so. She was half-Asian and half-white, and had a complexion befitting that combination. I’m 5’9”, 150 lbs, white, broad shoulders, brown hair that is wavy and usually messy, a cyclist physique (toned lower half, average upper half), big lips, faintly jewish features, dark eyebrows, bright blue eyes, 5-o-clock shadow.

Georgia was fairly “nerdy”, in the sort of prototypical definition of that word — into fandoms (Star Trek) and sci-fi and fantasy, and was very well-read. She was just slightly socially awkward in a faintly cute and charming way, befitting the nerd designation. But more importantly, she was also very overtly leftist like me. Over the years we’d bonded talking strategically about regional politics and organizing, Bernie Sanders and Star Trek, and our experiences at a nearby university where we’d both gone, albeit at separate times (we didn’t know each other in college).

I’m obviously not going to post a pic of her nor me, but when she was naked she looked a lot like [this GW poster](https://i.redd.it/p3bst4qhjuw51.jpg) and I look like [this guy’s lower half and face and complexion](https://www.reddit.com/r/ladybonersgw/comments/jmwowb/feeling_cute_and_nude_22_m/) [I’m nowhere near as upper-body toned lol] mixed with [this guy’s upper body](https://i.redd.it/xd90amzvexw51.jpg).

Anyway, after living together for two years, I got a job in the west coast, and it was time for me to move out of the house. Rather than have an organized party, my housemates and I decided to just have a less formal goodbye party with them and their partners and a few neighbors. While I always thought Georgia was cute, I can say honestly I never once thought that I would have sex with her or hit on her — until this night. I was talking with her and the other housemates in the kitchen when I noticed she was just faintly closer to me and more engaged in conversation than she’d ever been before. Note that we were dressed totally plainly this night — I was wearing a t-shirt, she was wearing short pajama bottoms and a long t-shirt. Nothing screamed “sexy” or “date” about this. But, we were clearly comfortable with each other, and she was slightly more forward than I’d ever seen her.

Something clicked in my mind. Georgia had been off-limits, and I’d never really thought about her in a sexual way, as a housemate. But I was moving away — so she was no longer off-limits, I supposed.

I brainstormed an excuse to get with her alone, to check my assumptions. I had bought a (very boring) used Toyota Corolla on Craigslist to facilitate moving. I mentioned it to her and asked if she wanted to check it out — she said yes to my boring suggestion. My sense was growing stronger.

Within a few minutes of “checking out” the car, we started making out. It was just magnetic — I guess we both knew it was coming. She was very different than I’d ever imagined — not socially awkward at all, but extremely sensual, a deep kisser, moaning a little as my hand squeezed her ass in her short pajama shorts. My thumb grazed her underwear where it covered her pussy. “We should go to my room,” she said as she lifted her mouth off my lips. “I don’t want housemates to come out and see us.”

Once in her room, we rolled around in her bed, making out and slowly stripping each other’s clothes off until she was naked and I was only wearing my boxers. She moved her body down the bed and slowly pulled them down, then gasped. “Oh my god, what a big, beautiful cock!” she moaned, and gripped me in her small hands. I was still feeling stunned, partly because I hadn’t imagined even two hours earlier I would be naked with my housemate! There was something so taboo about it, and no one else in the house knew at this point, either.

“I need your cock in my mouth,” Georgia exclaimed, and proceeded to lick the underside of my cock up and down, then engulf it. She bobbed up and down on the head of it slowly, making “mmm” sounds like she was enjoying a savory meal. I angled her body to the side, pulling her ass towards me so that I could play with her pussy while she sucked me off. She was wet, and reacted and moaned with my cock in her mouth as I rubbed her clit.

After a few minutes she came up for air, and positioned herself over me. I was laying down.

“I’m not ready to have sex yet,” she said while kissing me. I couldn’t believe how forward she was — she was always such a meek housemate.

“That’s totally fine,” I said, truthfully — I had no expectations that day of anything happening between us, so this was fine. “Can I go down on you?”

“Wait,” she said. “This feels good.” She held my cock in her hand, rubbing it. It was about an inch from her opening.

I smiled in the dark. “That feels good,” I said. “You can keep going as long as you want.” With my left hand, I licked my finger and started rubbing her clit. She shuddered, writing with the sensation as she held my cock.

After a few minutes, Georgia inched my cock closer, and rubbed the tip on the wet entrance to her pussy. “I don’t—I don’t think I’m ready yet,” she moaned, but her actions belied her words. As she moved me around in circles, the tip dipped in slightly more each time, until the whole head of my cock was in her.

“Oh god, but you feel so good!” she exclaimed, and pulled me all the way in until she was sitting down on my cock, pointed straight upright as though she had been stretched out and up like an umbrella being swung open. I reached up to rub her breasts; each fit perfectly in one hand. Now, she had fully enveloped me. “Oh god, and you’re so big,” she cooed, bouncing up and down on me.

“Fuck, this feels so good! I can’t believe I’m fucking my housemate’s cock right now,” she moaned. I didn’t say it aloud, but I was feeling the same way, and doubly shocked that I was fucking her raw and without a condom on our first outing. But it made sense, in a way — we knew each other quite well from living together for so long, and I innately trusted her as she did me. We had watched TV, played board games, gardened, laughed, debated and cooked together so many times over the years; now I knew her in a new, but similarly intimate way.

Her bed started creaking. I couldn’t believe our housemates wouldn’t hear this, though I could hear them talking downstairs on the porch, loudly and drunkenly, so perhaps we were safe. Given her short stature, Georgia had a short, tight pussy, and I felt myself hitting her back walls. But far from feeling pain, she seemed to relish it. I squeezed her supple ass and bounced her up and down. I relish the intimate feeling of having my finger on a woman’s asshole, but not in it — just feeling the knotted, tight flesh, the feeling of control over something so sensitive. She leaned into my hand, clearly enjoying the varied sensations.

“Oh god, I feel your cock touching my g-spot,” she moaned. “Fuck me, fuck me, flip me over,” she said, and I turned her on her back and lifted her legs all the way up. Now I was really deep in her. Rather than a high-pitched scream, she let out a deep guttural series of moans as she came. I couldn’t take it, it was too hot; I was going to come any second, and feeling her pussy contract pushed me over the top. I was very aware I was completely bare inside of her. “I’m going to cum soon,” I yelled. She wrapped her arms around my back. “Please, cum in me! Cum in me!” she screamed. I unloaded for what felt like forever, holding her legs down and kissing her as I exploded inside her pussy. She had the most sensitive pussy I had ever experienced: other women have told me they cannot *literally* feel the cum explode in them, but Georgia seemed to. “Oh my god, I can feel it,” she moaned. “I feel it! I can feel the cum shooting in me, aaaah!”

We dated for another year or so after this, long-distance, before things faded. And to this day, she is the only woman I have been with who says she can feel the cum literally spray inside her pussy. Often, it would be what pushed her over the edge to orgasm.

(I have a lot more interesting sex stories if you like this one — DM or comment me with any feedback/questions/flirting!)

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/jn6dwu/fucking_my_housemate_after_years_of_living