The time I fucked and came in my flatmate’s mouth before her Tinder date [MF]

It’s hard to categorise the relationship I have with my flatmate (F24) Alexandra, or Alex for short. It’s either a very open relationship, or the ‘purest’ kind of friends-with-benefits – i.e. one in which we are just best friends who also happen to have lots of passionate sex. We’ve talked about it and we genuinely wouldn’t want our friendship to become romantic as things are perfect as they are now. Although we both have very high sex drives, we’re quite choosy about long-term partners, so we tend to have casual flings with different people. And of course, we always have each other to go back to at the end—or indeed the start—of the night.

Alex and I met each other when we were both going out with different people and the four of us ended up sharing a two-bed flat together. Although we both had partners, Alex and I got on fantastically as we had the same teasing sense of humour and understand each other’s personalities. I won’t deny there was always some sexual tension. Alex is a gorgeous half-Croatian girl with big eyes, brown straight hair, a cute face with defined cheekbones and freckles, a slim build, and perky, medium-sized breasts. Over time, the atmosphere between us became electric and I couldn’t tell if we were flirting or not. I mentally saved moments like the sight of her tight bum through her yoga bottoms or an accidental flash of her nipples as she came back from the shower. For her part, she was always finding opportunities to hang out with me and we teased each other constantly.

For one reason or another, both of our relationships came to a natural conclusion within a couple of months of each other and our partners moved out. As we were getting on so well, Alex and I decided to stay in the flat and swallow the shortfall in rent. We both had decent jobs and it was nice to have some space. But it wasn’t long before the sexual tension in the flat got the better of us. This is a story for another time, but to cut a long story short, it started with play-fighting on the sofa and ended with Alex giving me head, then furiously fucking her on the kitchen table.

The funny thing was, from the beginning we were friends rather than ‘lovers’ and we both regularly brought our dates back to the flat. I was enjoying the success with women that maturity and a professional job had suddenly brought me. Alex was loving being single and was bringing back guys left, right and centre. The sound of her squeaking bed and cries of pleasure filled most Saturday nights – whether I was the man in her bed or not. We’d debrief about our experiences the next day, which was hot and fun.

We’re probably unusual in feeling basically no jealousy about each other’s partners, so we gladly shared stories of our hottest sexploits and even gave each other tips. I remember Alex asking how to give a better blowjob after a particular date took too long to finish, and I gladly gave some suggestions about swirling her tongue round the tip and using her hands. Of course, this became a practical demonstration, so Alex practiced on me and asked if she was doing it right. In return, she gave me lots of advice on going down on girls, and licking her out several times a week became a fun way to improve my skills as a lover.

Over time we began a tradition that was as hot as it was morally questionable. We decided to have sex *before* each date one of us went on. This was a great idea in many ways. First, it got us in the mood, got Alex wet, and set us up for a good night. Second, it meant every night was a success, even if the date was bad. And third, it felt pretty naughty to go on a date knowing you’d been having hot sex just half an hour before, and could do so again when you came back.

One Saturday evening, Alex was preparing to meet a doctor she’d matched with off Tinder. I was also going out that evening to see my friends, so we would catch the same train together. Although we hadn’t mentioned our tradition that evening, we started getting ready almost an hour earlier than was strictly necessary to catch our train. As I came out of my bedroom I saw Alex standing in the hallway, who had slipped into a cute little ‘fuck me’ dress of red fabric. She always took my breath away when we were going out, with her cheeks glowing, her hair brushed, and a scent of perfume. She smiled coyly. I could tell she was in a playful mood this evening.

‘Someone’s looking dressed up’, I grinned. ‘Hoping to get lucky this evening?’

Alex bit her lower lip. ‘I often get lucky, when I want to’, she said. ‘Do you think he’ll like my dress?’, she asked, teasingly. I knew that when Alex was in this mood she wanted to play-fight and talk dirty.

‘That’s the sort of dress that says it’ll be on the floor by the end of the night.’

Alex’s eyes widened in mock surprise. ‘Are you saying I look like a slut?’

‘I know you’re a slut, Alex. And you’re dressed like a girl who wants some cock this evening.’

She didn’t say anything, and I thought she was annoyed. Then she stepped back against the wall. Without breaking eye contact, she lifted up the bottom of her tight dress a little and slipped down her silky black panties to her ankles, before tossing them aside theatrically. She playfully hitched up the hem of her dress further, teasingly exposing her upper thighs, and finally flashing me her pink slit. Alex leant nonchalantly against the wall, daring me to act. ‘What are you going to do?’, her eyes seemed to say.

I looked at her hungrily, unbuckled my jeans, and released my straining cock from my boxers. I stepped forwards and grabbed her, lifting her off the ground. Alex is shorter than me and pretty light, and I have strong quads, so this is a favourite trick of mine. Alex’s mouth met mine. She wrapped her legs around my waist as I pressed her to the wall, and she guided my cock towards the hot, moist spot between her legs. I felt the familiar sweet resistance and a momentary tightness as my tip pressed against her before sinking into her warm, wet, and tight pussy. We use condoms with other people, but we always fuck each other raw.

I held up Alex against the wall by her bare ass and thrusted my cock into her again and again. She moaned loudly and freely, and I hoisted her up and bounced her on my cock in the middle of the hallway. Then I carried her through the the living room, laid her down on the sofa and began pounding her. I knew Alex well; she could take it rough. We whispered dirty thoughts to each other. ‘Treat me like the slut I am…’, Alex moaned.

Alex and I rolled around the living room. She went on top, I picked her up again and then took her from behind in front of a window. But I was aware we didn’t have much time and didn’t want to disappoint. Seating her on a chair, I spread her legs and kissed her thighs, licking my way towards her pussy, lapping my tongue against her outer and inner labia before moving my attention to her clitoris. Alex has the most beautiful vagina: waxed, pink, and understated. She was very wet and smelled delicious, both fresh and delicately feminine. Some girls take a long time to cum—but not Alex. She orgasms quickly and easily, and often several times in a session. I felt her thighs shake as she climaxed, and Alex’s loud moans carried to our long-suffering neighbours.

‘Hey, Alex…’, I grinned.

‘What?’

‘I want to cum in your mouth before you go’, I said with a cheeky smile.

‘I don’t think we’ve got time!’ she said, looking at the clock. We had barely fifteen minutes before we had to leave.

‘One tug and I’ll cum. Open your mouth.’

Alex gave me a submissive grin, then got on her knees. She gave my tip a big kiss, then opened her mouth wide, slipped her tongue forward, and closed her eyes. I rested the tip of my cock on her tongue and her pearly front teeth. Feeling the warmth of her tongue was enough. I barely stroked my shaft before I groaned and emptied my balls into her mouth in three or four thick, long spurts. Her tongue became a pool of white. Alex closed her mouth carefully, gulped and swallowed. I noticed a wet patch on the upper part of her dress, the only spillage. Hopefully her date wouldn’t notice. Alex took my cock into her mouth and gave me a good suck, licking up the last drop of cum.

‘Right!’ she said, wiping her mouth and suddenly practical. ‘Shower! Now! Ten minutes!’

We ran to the bathroom together, which isn’t weird for us. Alex peed quickly while I hopped in the shower, then we swapped places. She stripped naked and washed her body, being careful not to wet her hair. I gave her a glass of water and some mouthwash and Alex checked her makeup. We got dressed, ran out the door, and got our train.

That night I woke the hear the familiar squeaking and muffled moans coming from Alex’s room, accompanied by the occasional slapping noise. Alex was having her ass spanked, a particular kink of hers. She was enjoying her second cock that night and I heard her climax at least twice. Later I heard whispers as her date left the building.

The next morning, while I was making breakfast, a very sleepy Alex wandered into the kitchen in a long t-shirt and no panties, having just left the shower. ‘Tiring night?’, I smiled.

‘Mmm-hmmm…’ she murmured, coming over to give me a ‘good morning’ kiss on the lips. We cuddled up on the sofa and watched some daytime TV together, Alex nuzzling her head against my shoulder. She was thoroughly worn out, and we snuggled for the rest of the day, enjoying the quality time together. Long may our extraordinary friendship continue.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/jtpwxq/the_time_i_fucked_and_came_in_my_flatmates_mouth