[M]y ex girlfriend’s roommate, the [20F] Swedish squirter delight – all night long on my ex’s bed

This story takes me back almost fifteen years ago, when I was freshly broken up with my ex, who told me that she had hooked up with her boss who she interned under in Singapore.

Kristin was her name, an international student studying in Melbourne. She was 20, with amazing porcelain white skin, blue eyes, natural strawberry blonde hair, and blessed with amazing natural D cup tits with gorgeous pink nipples. She was short though, at around 155cm tall.

I had been seeing my ex, Jess, for under a year and she was living at a student accommodation in the city, just above a bar. Jess was the first high libido girl I was with, with whom I had amazing sex with. Maybe I’ll write up some of my adventures with her someday. Jess was from Singapore, and looked every bit like the Asian girl next door. Slightly chubby, had oversized dark rimmed glasses, and always had a thing for conservative clothing. Underneath all that, though, she was an animal in bed. I had met Jess through mutual friends, and she was an interior design student. As with most international students, she went home over summer (December in Australia), and had an internship lined up. She gushed about her internship and amazing boss, at one of Singapore’s leading architecture firms. A month went by, and cyber sex over Skype was as close as we got for a month. Then she got busy with “work” and before I knew it, she told me over text that she was hooking up with her boss, and ended things with me just before Christmas of 2007. It sucked big time, and I recalled wallowing in sorrow those few days of Christmas. Thing was, I had the keys to her accommodation, and was watering her plants over the month she was away. I had also left some clothes in her room, and I went over to collect them in the new year of 2008. Anyway, she isn’t the focal point of this story…let’s get to Kristin.

I hadn’t seen Kristin since Jess left Melbourne as she had been backpacking across Australia. I recall her being really shy at first, but warmed up once I was staying over most weekends and I would cook breakfast for both Jess and her most mornings. We didn’t talk a lot though, apart from the regular “How are you?” and “any plans for the weekend?” as I’d be busy fucking and eating the crap out of Jess.

We had always tried to be quiet, as the walls were pretty much paper thin. We could hear whenever Kristin had someone over, their moans over the walls were muffled but loud enough. She did have a nice moan.

Being the horny 21 year old, I would always check Kristin out each time she came out of her room or the shower. I had also jerked off to her a few times when I was home.

She was always respectful of our space, but did walk in on me once in the middle of the night when I forgot to lock the shower, while brushing my teeth naked. She sheepishly said sorry, and I remember her blushing.

Back then, I was slightly ripped as I was a little gym rat, but being an Asian and a grower instead of a shower meant that I was probably unflattering.

I never mentioned it to Jess as I knew that Jess for some reason didn’t like Kristin and didn’t want to make things awkward. Later on, I found out that Jess disliked the fact that Kristin enjoyed my cooking and that she got to eat it hot as Jess loved a good sleep-in.

Back to the story. I went and collected my belongings on one of Melbourne’s unpleasant summers, not expecting Kristin to be in. I hadn’t been in for almost a fortnight since Jess dumped me over text, and I felt sorry for the plants around the house. I had my little iPod shuffle (remember those?) blasting in my ears as I went around the little apartment, giving the plants a little TLC. Then I went to Jess room, opened it, and started packing up the few t-shirts and underwear that I had left behind.

A hand on my shoulder scared the living daylight out of me, and I almost had a heart attack. It was Kristin.

“Fuck, you scared the shit out of me” I said as I took off my earphones.

“Sorry” she said, “I tried to get your attention but you were in your head”

“My fault for not checking in, I thought you were still backpacking, how did your trip go?”

“It was awesome, climbed Uluru, went around the Kimberleys…” she said…”no good breakfasts though” honestly I can’t remember the rest of the conversation, but I distinctly remember staring at her left nipple which had popped out of the loose tank top she was in.

She said she was making iced tea, and invited me to drink some with her. I followed her to the kitchen, and watched her stir the ice tea mix in water, her boobs swaying as she stirred.

We chatted for a bit, and I recall my dick straining in my shorts – hoping that she wouldn’t notice. She asked how Jess was going, and I told her that we had ended things.

“She cheated on you? With her boss?” “Yeah, and broke up with me over text!” I replied.

“Aww, I’m sorry! I guess I won’t be seeing you around much anymore” she then leant over and gave me a hug. My eyes darted as her tank top revealed two perfectly pointed nipples, but I quickly averted my gaze.

“I’m so sad” she said, “You two looked so happy”

I told her that I was going to pack my things and leave Jess’ keys behind, and joked that she was going to have to cook her own hot breakfast from then on.

She told me that Jess was pretty bitchy when I wasn’t around, and would not only steal her milk and orange juice, but never cleaned up after eating too. Her perky pink nipples would make an appearance each time she gestured, but would pop back under her tank top.

I subtly changed the conversation back to her time in Australia, and we spoke for a good hour.

I was getting a bit hungry and made an excuse to leave the apartment. “Thanks for being such a nice person, Tom, for the breakfast and all the things that you do when you’re here. You know, if you need company, just let me know, it’s the least I can do” she said.

I reached over to get her glass and put it in the sink, but ended up holding her hand instead. “Oops, sorry” I said.

“I’m not” Kristin said as she looked at me.

I remember my head spinning for a bit, “what?” I blurted out. “I said I’m not sorry” and she reached out to hold my hand. “I…”

The next thing I know, we were kissing and my hands were grabbing her tits. She grabbed my ass and pulled me into her. “Someone likes it” she said, as my hard cock pressed into her tummy.

I started licking her ear, and could hear her softly moaning as I nibbled on her earlobe while my hands were barely cupping her tits. I went to her neck, and I remember her going wild as I gently sucked under her jawline. She continued to rub me through my shorts, and before I knew it, my pants and boxers hit the floor. She then took off my top.

“Not bad” Kristin said as she kneeled in front of my now erect cock. “I thought you are a grower, and I was right” she chuckled.

She started licking the tip of my forskin, and slowly pulled her tongue across my cock before sucking me.

I couldn’t believe my luck. Here was this hot blonde, on her knees and bobbing her head up and down my crotch. I hadn’t gotten laid in over two months by then, and there was no way I could last. A few minutes later, I shot my cum down her throat, which took her by surprise. She was game though, taking it all in, and deep throating me as I came. It was a lot of cum.

“Sorry, I normally don’t come that quickly. Its been while” I sheepishly said as she stood up.

“I know, you usually last longer from what I hear through the walls” she replied. “Oops, sorry, we always try to be quiet” I said.

“Walls are thin, but I enjoy it so I don’t mind” Kristin said as she removed her tank top and started stripping, revealing her new slightly sunburnt body.

I knelt in front of her, and I remember putting my lips across her hairless slit. She had an innie that was beautiful, and a small but very sensitive clit. I started licking her and I remember her being really wet. She moaned as I ate her out, and she started grinding her pussy on my face. I must have been on my knees for about five minutes or so, when I felt her tensing up. She then started shuddering and moaning, and I felt a gush of cum across my face. “Fuck, fuck fuck…” She screamed.

Up until that stage, I never had seen a squirter much alone tasted one, and I lapped up as much nectar as I could, but felt her juices running not only down the sides of my mouth, but also my neck, chest, and back.

Her hands grabbed my hair and pushed my head into her crotch even more. I was hard again.

I stood up and kissed her.

“That was amazing…” “my pleasure, you tasted so good”

I felt my now erect again cock straining against her tummy, like a heat seeking torpedo (albeit a small one) searching for its target. I grabbed her up, and felt my cock disappear into her wet pussy as her legs went around my waist. We awkwardly stumbled into Jess’ room, and onto her bed.

I put her down on the side of the bed, and continued to pump my cock into her. As her pussy was so wet, my each thrust was met with a “splosh” and a cute “ahh” from Kristin’s mouth.

I continued pumping for what must be ten minutes, and felt her pussy clamping on my cock. She then arched back and started cumming again, and I felt the warmth of her squirting again. It was all too much, and I started unloading into her pussy.

“Yes, yes, yes…in me” she said. I collapsed on top of Kristin, and my cock slipped out of her slippery pussy.

“God, I made a mess” she said as she felt the wet patch on Jess’ bed. “Fuck her…She deserves it” I said.

We laughed and snuggled on Jess bed. It was a single bed, and we just laid there, naked, with bodily fluids all over us.

I remember falling asleep spooning her, my spent cock on her ass.

I woke up first, with a semi erect cock pressing on her ass. I ran my hands up and down the side of her body, before settling on her soft tits. I played with her nipples as I started dry humping her. “Heyyy, you naughty boy” she coyly said as she stirred.

I made my way down to a 69 position, and started licking her once more. I remember tasting my cum, and feeling dried cum on her crotch. I stuck my tongue into her beautiful pussy and she moaned. She took me into her mouth and I was in heaven once more.

I asked her to flip so that she was on top of me, and she gladly obliged. I remember pushing her ass down to my face, so I had access to her anus, and started licking it. She moaned with my cock in her mouth, seemingly enjoying the attention I was giving her. I alternated between her pussy and ass, before settling on licking her engorged clit. Her knees locked my head in position, and she let my cock go from her mouth. She started sitting on my face, and I continued licking her until she came… “ahhh, fuck yeah, fuck yeah” she shuddered. No squirt this time, but she bore down on my face, almost suffocating me. Out of nowhere, I started cumming, and her mouth descended on my cock, licking the little cum I had ejaculated until there was nothing left.

We both went into the shower and rinsed off each other’s dried cum from our bodies. After changing, we both went down to the pub downstairs and grabbed some dinner and a couple of beers.

We went back upstairs and stripped off our clothes the moment the doors were closed and started fucking on the dining table. Kristin was so small and light that I could pick her up and fuck her while she straddled me. We fucked against the wall and stumbled into Jess bed once more. It was the nearest open bedroom. We fucked each other into oblivion, and I came in her once more.

Kristin had squirted once more, while it wasn’t as much as the first time, it left another wet puddle on the bed.

After a while, she stood up and grabbed my hands and took me to her bedroom.

I was genuinely spent, and she probably was too. We talked a bit under the covers while spooning each other.

“I had always wondered what goes on the other side of this wall” she said. “Well, now not only you know, but you experienced it too” I replied.

We slept until it was morning, and fucked once more before I cooked her breakfast. We continued to fuck for the next few weeks, before deciding that we’d move in together.

Kristin and I became a couple and announced it on Facebook, and one of the first comments was from Jess who posted “fuck you two…” before unfriending the both of us.

We dated for another year, until Kristin graduated and went back to Sweden as she couldn’t get her visa renewed. Neither of us wanted a long distance relationship, and while it was a tough decision, the time difference and distance alone were enough to make it an easy decision.

We met each other a few times when I travelled to Europe for work. Those times, we cheated on each other’s partners, which I was never proud of. However, we knew that we would always hook up when the chance presents itself.

The last time we met, was in 2017, a few months before she got married. She’s now a mother of a beautiful three year old girl, and I stalk her on Facebook from time to time.

The icing on the cake? We never changed Jess’ sheets.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/ok99ue/my_ex_girlfriends_roommate_the_20f_swedish