Coming home after a night out. [MMF] Part 1.

I’ve been living with two guys for a couple of months, and it’s slowly become torturous, as I find both of them to be extremely attractive. They’re just plain hot. Tall, muscular, the whole nine. They’re slowly learning how much of a party girl I am, but they don’t know how slutty I truly can be…yet. I’ve been finding new ways to tease them around our shared house, acting as if it’s always unintentional, and gauging their reactions. I love pushing boundaries with my teasing, and nothing makes me more wet than pushing a guy to his limits until he can’t take anymore.

We go out together one night in the city, and I decide I’m going to really push buttons this night. I wear a tight, body con pink dress, with strappy heels. the type of dress where it rides up so much, a few lucky ones will probably see the curve of my juicy ass peeking out before I pull it back down.

Fast forward to the end of the night:

I’m drunk. My roomie? Also kinda drunk. He gets me in an Uber to take me home while the other roomie stayed behind with some friends, to bring us back pizza. I’m putting on a bit of a show, acting a little more drunk than I actually am, and purposely trying to annoy Roommate #1. We’ll call him Josh. I walk up the steps in front of him so he can see my dress riding up. I open the door, stumbling inside, complaining. I squat down to start undoing the straps on my heels. “Fuck why is this so harddd,” I whine and complain. Josh kicks his shoes off & I look up at him with a pouty face, purposely under him but in line with his groin area, so he can see my lip poking out, my innocent little eyes looking up and my cleavage showing to get his mind going. I’m good at being a slutty little tease.

“Josh please help,” I complain. He sighs and I stand up and shuffle over to a chair in our living room, plopping down and holding up one of my long legs towards him. “I can’t get it off,” I say. “You’re so dramatic,” Josh says, but he’s not his normal playful mood as usual. He looks as though he’s holding back a bit, especially since we’re alone. I can feel the tension growing as he walks over.

I lift my leg and I realize he can probably see my colorful little g string panties between my legs as I lift them up in this short dress. I let out a soft moan of relief and drop my head back on the couch cushion with my eyes closed as he takes off the first heel, pretending that I don’t realize that my legs are a bit open. When I open my eyes again, I see Josh staring directly between my legs while he fumbles with the other straps on the second heel. He glances up and catches me looking and he looks away quickly, awkwardly. My heart rate picks up at seeing how much this is affecting him. I mumble a soft, “sorry” and make a lazy attempt to tug my dress down a bit but it doesn’t really work.

Josh stands back up and clears his throat and I tell him thank you as I stretch my arms out to him in a way of asking him to help me up out of the chair. As he pulls me up, I put my hands on his chest, let out a little breathy giggle after my feet are planted on the ground, and turn to go into the kitchen for water. When I start to head towards it, Josh walks up to me and grabs me, taking hold of my arm and turning me all the way towards him, his other hand going around the back of my neck and he pulls me in forcefully and kisses me.

We’re fucking going at it. Tongues everywhere, strings of saliva trading back and forth, and I let out a long, hot, needy moan. I’m whimpering into his mouth as his big hand grasps one full ass cheek and squeezes, my little dress riding up completely over my panties. “Ohhh fuck,” comes out of my mouth as he starts to kiss my neck, and he groans, going back to my mouth. He has both hands on my ass now, kneading and pulling my cheeks apart.

“Fuck you little slut, is this what you were trying to do to me all night in that fucking dress?” He says.

We hear the door handle turning and jump 5 feet apart. My heart is beating wildly, I tug my dress down and wipe my mouth, as Aaron (roommate #2) walks in the door with our pizzas. “I’m back!” He yells, but he notices something is a bit off. He doesn’t say anything and puts the pizzas on the kitchen counter. Josh just mumbles something about needing to change and goes to his room quickly.

I make eye contact with Aaron, and give him an awkward smile as I tug my dress down, watching his eyes slowly shift down from mine, to the crevice between my legs.

Note: my imagination is interesting huh lol

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