One of my best friends when I lived with a ton of people, was also one of my roommates. She was the friend that typically egged me on until I did something ridiculous.
I was feeling pretty low because a guy I had been seeing more than a little casually had been transferred and was no longer living nearby. I may have been pouting a little. It’s hard sometimes to find someone you are sexually compatible with and I felt the loss.
While It’s always fun to hook up with someone new, many times it’s more satisfying to hook up with someone you’ve hooked up with before because you’re already comfortable with them and know what to expect.
I believe this was what she had in mind when she knocked on my door one night. It was still pretty early but I was trying to go to bed, laying down in an oversized T-shirt and panties. I did not want to go out but she decided that my time for pouting had run out.
“Come on,” she fell down next to me on the bed, “you don’t have to go out but like at least do something!” She was exasperated with me.
“I’m not really in the mood I told her,” I covered my face with my pillow.
She let out a loud groan and I felt her roll off my bed and heard her stomp out of the room, leaving my door open.
“At least close the door!” I called after her but got no response. I grumbled to myself until a minute later I heard footsteps returning. “Close the door,” I called out to her, and I heard the door close. “Thank you!” I called out, expecting to hear her footsteps once again fading as she went. Instead I listened as she walked back to the bed and climbed up next to me.
“Gosh you don’t just quit,” I said as I pulled the pillow off my face to glare at her.
Before my vision even cleared I heard a different voice, a male voice, say, “I’d like to think not. I mean it’s more fun when you can keep going.”
I jumped a little when I realized it was not my friend in bed with me, it was my roommate and wallmate Jake.
“Oh my god! What the fuck?! You scared me!” I threw the pillow at him and he caught it.
“Sorry! Your girl told me you may need someone to keep you company tonight and as I am not doing anything else…” he left it hanging at that, watching me.
I groaned. It had been a few months since we had returned from our week “vacation” and we had largely ignored each other since we had returned.
“Did she put you up to this?” I asked.
He shrugged, “Does it matter? What do you want to do?”
“Go to bed.”
“Great I can work with that,” he started removing his shirt.
“Oh my god!” But I didn’t stop him from climbing into bed with me. “You’re cool with just going to bed?” I laughed, “I really doubt that.”
“We can do whatever you want,” he propped his head up in one hand to look at me, “but she seems to think you need a rebound or something like it and a rebound is my favorite thing to be,” he winked.
I laughed, he had been a lot of fun, I felt my skin flush at the memory of our week together. I shook my head and he asked “No?” Before I rolled on to him, my knees on either side of him as I straddled him.
“I’m getting mixed messages here,” he laughed.
“What do you want to do?” I asked him.
He groaned as I ground my hips, rubbing my most sensitive part over his rapidly growing erection. “You want to lead this show?” He asked me, watching my face.
I tilted my head, considering him, “That’s not your usual style,” I told him.
He shrugged and I leaned down and kissed him. After a moment I moved down so my body was pressed against his, rubbing my hands down his chest as we kissed. He used my new position to flip me onto my back as we kissed. I broke away to protest, “Hey! I thought I was in charge?”
He nodded, “You are,” and then moved down the length of my body until he was positioned between my legs. He slid a finger and hooked the band of my panties so he could pull them down and off. He rubbed my clit with his fingers, the warmth in my core building before replacing his fingers with his tongue.
I moaned and tried to hold still as waves of pleasure built, starting from my core and running outwards along my body.
I was close to orgasm when he pulled back and looked at me directly, “I want to fuck you silly,” he told me before taking up his prior position with more speed and urgency. Within seconds an orgasm tore through me and I cried out and tried to pull away when the sensation became too much but he held my hips in place, slowing stroking my clit with his tongue as my body shuddered from the orgasm and then the come down.
When I could feel my limbs again, I pulled him up on top of me again, kissing him before I used the same move he has used on me and rolled him onto his back.
With his shirt removed, he was only wearing some sweatpants and I pulled them down with one hand, only breaking the kiss for a moment. He wasn’t wearing any boxers or other form of underwear so his erection popped up as soon as I pulled his pants off.
I looked at him with the question on the tip of my tongue when he interrupted me, “I like to sleep naked sometimes, I was getting ready for bed.”
I shook my head and took his dick in hand, working him up and down.
I straddled over him, holding him in place as I positioned myself over him. Then I led the tip of him to my wet middle, feeling the pulse of heat as my body reacted in anticipation. I continued to lower myself onto him slowly and felt him slide into me. He thrust up once quickly but I shook my head and told him, “Slowly.”
He groaned as I started to move up and down, painfully slow. It was difficult to keep it slow as the pressure of pleasure built in me, and I could tell he was struggling with it too. Finally, I took pity on both of us. But first I had to draw it out just a little, and I stopped.
“Are you trying to drive me crazy?” He asked, his hands holding my hips tight but keeping still.
I smiled before leaning down so my chest was pressed against his and whispered in his ear, “let’s go fast. Now!” It wasn’t a request.
He moaned and used his grip on my hips to help my movement as he used his leverage to set a much faster pace and I used my legs to move up and down to meet his pace. The sound of skin meeting skin reached my ears before it was drowned out by my moans and his heavy breathing as well as the roar of blood in my ears.
Once we had the rhythm down, he used one of his hands to reach up under my shirt and pinch one of my nipples between his thumb and forefinger. I moaned and leaned back so I was upright in front of him and pulled my top off and undid my bra. His hands covered my breasts as our momentum slowed a little, with only me bouncing up and down as his dick continued to plunge into me with my movements.
One hand moved down my front, his fingers pressed to my clit to rub me and again my pleasure built and I came. My legs went weak and I could barely keep myself moving.
As I came down from the orgasm, he had pulled out and sat up, moving me into a different position. My legs were jelly and my arms were not working much better but he was able to move me so I was on my knees with my front pressed against the bed.
I knew what he was going to do and I was no longer able to direct the situation. So when he plunged into me from behind I moaned again, happy to be fucked and no longer the one doing the fucking.
He thrust into me, his hands tight on my hips, over and over at an impossibly fast pace. I moaned into the bed as he rode out his orgasm. I felt him grow bigger and harder inside me right before he moaned and came. He slumped over my back behind me, still inside of me and said, “if you want we can go again and you can be on top the entire time.”
Once I found my voice, I patted his hand, “You’re on.”
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/w9roww/already_lost_the_bet_roommate_can_be_a_rebound_as
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Fantastic! I like your appetite. ;)