Author: LemmeBustOne

My innocent roommate was actually an obsessed nymphomaniac [Part 3] [MF]

This is part 3 of the story posted on my profile. Check out the other 2 parts if you haven’t already because the story picks up right where we left off. Otherwise, enjoy!

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I slept well that night, knowing that Amy was slowly opening up to me. It really made me happy knowing she was stepping out of her comfort zone to be with me of all people. Even after our interaction that night, she was still reserved and kept her feelings to herself but overtime, she evidently became more comfortable with me. As days passed I noticed Amy started enjoying our time together even more. It would be similar to our “study session”. We’d sit on the couch to watch TV or study but eventually we’d start cuddling up all cozy together. At first this would happen towards the end and I would be the one who starts the contact but eventually Amy got so used to it she would just lean into me as if to tell me she wanted to be embraced. How could I say no? During this time, we’d sometimes talk about what’s going on in our lives but for the most part we’d just enjoy each other’s presence and hold each other tight while watching late night television. This became my favorite part of the day, the cold winter nights became very cozy and the days passed quickly. As much as I loved these moments, there was still more I desired from Amy. We both knew what it was but didn’t want to be the one to bring it up. While these late nights would lead us to be more comfortable with each other, the mood was never sexual. I was growing feelings for her however, and wanted to experience something more *sensual.* Read more »

My innocent roommate was actually an obsessed nymphomaniac [Part 2] [MF]

This is part 2 of the original story posted on my profile. Check out the 1st part if you haven’t already because the story picks up right where we left off. Otherwise, enjoy!

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I didn’t sleep that night. Too many thoughts were rushing through my mind. I overheard something I really shouldn’t have, but it made feel a certain way, made me want to get even closer to Amy. I certainly didn’t expect to overhear something like that, but I guess she is a girl after all, it’s only natural she’d have… *desires*. She didn’t know I overheard her thankfully, but I couldn’t even imagine looking at her with a straight face after knowing how she felt. Was this why she was so shy, why she couldn’t even keep eye contact with me? I didn’t even say anything crazy. *”You’re cute”* was the line I believe. Thoughts like these distracted me from sleeping all night. I jerked off but that didn’t help. I’d just have to hope my head would be straight by the morning. Read more »

My innocent roommate was actually an obsessed nymphomaniac [Part 1] [MF]

This is taking place when I was in my 3rd year of college, so I was around the age of 21. I was attending a school in a city away from home so I had to live there during the semester. In my first two years, I lived with a male friend and life was pretty normal. Stay up late, watch hockey, and study. I’m not the biggest partier, in fact I really disliked partying. I’d rather just jerk off in my room which sounds sad but I like to stay more to myself. I’d consider myself somewhat of an introvert. Because of this I had little opportunity to actually go out and meet girls at the time. In the third year however, my friend changed programs and went to a different college, so unless I wanted to pay the entire rent of the house we were sharing, I’d have to move to the college residence. The provided dorms were in the heart of the campus and commuting was not an issue. The downside was the rooms themselves were pretty cramped and they pretty much just chucked you into a dorm with anyone. Seeing as I had pretty much no other choice as this was the cheapest option, I reluctantly signed up to get the next available room and hoped I didn’t get stuck with crackheads. Read more »

Sex with my gas station co-worker [Part 4] [MF]

This is the 4th part of the original story posted on my profile. Check out the other parts if you haven’t already because the story picks up right where we left off. This is the finale of the story so I hope you, enjoy!

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I was in Ashley’s jeep, sitting next to her in the passenger seat. The radio was playing a song of some sort, but my mind wasn’t focused on it. All I could think about was fucking her. She was driving, wearing her short sleeve work shirt with nothing under and a lacy thong. We left the gas station in a rush. I put my hand on her thigh while she drove and squeezed it firmly. It was soft and jiggled as we hit bumps in the road. Eventually, she pulled into the parking lot of a shitty apartment building. It was tall and looked pretty old. “We’re here babe” she announced. She reached around the back of the jeep and pulled out a hoodie which she tied around her waist, at least covering up some of her lower half. I was still in my work clothes, drenched in her juices from our backroom shenanigans. We hopped out the jeep, and I put a hand on her waist as we walked towards the entrance. Read more »

Sex with my gas station co-worker [Part 3] [M][F]

This is the 3rd part of the original story posted on my profile. Check out the other two parts if you haven’t already because the story picks up right where we left off. Otherwise, enjoy!

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I was holding her in the air in my arms, her legs wrapped around my back and my hands clenching her legs. I made my way towards the same backroom where I caught her playing with herself weeks ago. I knew damn well this girl was just trouble, but that didn’t stop me. The smell of that rose perfume and her constant whispers of how wet she was were enough to send my body on autopilot. While I held her, she wouldn’t stop giggling. It was sexy and turned me on even more. She kissed my neck and played with my hair as I made my way to the backroom. The hinge squeaked loudly as I kicked it open. I ran through and heard the door shut behind me. I immediately lied her down softly on the folding table in the room. As she lay there she stared at me with those deep blue eyes like she did many a time, but on this instance, she was seducing me. Read more »

Sex with my gas station co-worker [Part 2] [M][F]

This is part 2 of the original story posted on my profile. Check out the 1st part if you haven’t already because the story will pick up right where we left off. Otherwise, enjoy!

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I was greeted with quite the eyeful when I creaked the door open. It took a moment for both of us to register what was going on. Ashley initially froze with fear, her finger still halfway in her pussy, dripping with juice and leaking onto the base of the chair she was sitting on. When she realized the situation half a second later, she immediately closed her legs and pulled her top back down, in an attempt to cover herself up. Her freckled cheeks were flushed red. I quickly stepped out of the backroom, practically falling backwards as I swung the door closed. “Holy shit!” I thought to myself, as a I leaned on the outside of door, now knowing on the other side Ashley was sitting with her lacy thong around her ankles. I had walked into something I really shouldn’t have. I’ve practically never said a word to this girl I see everyday, and my first actual interaction with her ended with me walking in on her playing with herself! If she didn’t hate my guts before, she certainly does now. Read more »

Sex with my gas station co-worker [Part 1] [M][F]

When I was attending college, I was pretty much supporting myself, living off the scraps I’d make working as a cashier at the local 7/11. I would exclusively work the night shift, mainly because I usually had nothing better to do at that time and because it was much less busy during the night. My sex life was bland, occasionally hooking up with girls from tinder but very rarely getting past first base. The job itself was dull, get there at 11 pm, leave at 4 am. I would usually just listen to the same playlist on repeat for 5 hours seeing as the co-worker I had at the time was some elderly dude who didn’t speak a word of English. You could imagine, it was pretty boring. Little did I know, all that would change. Read more »

Fucking my friend’s mom by the pool [Part 4] [M][F]

This is the 4th part of the story posted on my profile. Check all three of those parts out if you haven’t already because the story now picks up right where we left off. This will be the finale to the story so I really hope you enjoy!

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It was really happening. I came here expecting to be riding dirt bikes with my friend and yet here I was, making my way to his mom’s bedroom. I slowly stepped into the house, still bare naked, my shorts thrown out of the pool somewhere. As soon as I stepped in the heat hit me and I remembered how hot it was outside. The AC must have turned off automatically seeing as we were in the pool for a couple hours so the 4 pm heat was in full effect. She was standing, waiting for me at the entrance, slowly rubbing her pussy through her bikini in excitement. I held her hand and we made our way up the stairs, still dripping wet from the pool water. “Don’t worry about it hun, we’ll dry off in the bedroom” she said. Her chest bounced with every step on the stairs. My cock was still rock hard after being edged for so long by this milf. Eventually, we made our way up the stairs and instead of going into Blake’s room like I normally do when I come over, we went down the hallway and into the master bedroom. Read more »

Fucking my friend’s mom by the pool [Part 3] [M][F]

This is the 3rd part of the story posted on my profile. Check both those parts out if you haven’t already because the story now picks up right where we left off. Otherwise, enjoy!

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There I was in the pool, bare naked with my friend’s mom. She was holding my erect cock in her hand. I was taken aback by her actions, yet didn’t fight it. “W-what are you doing?” I stuttered. I was going to say more but she interrupted me before I could continue. “Don’t play dumb now”, she said calmly as if nothing about this was unnatural. “You think I don’t notice your stares? If you didn’t want me to realize, you should have tried harder to be more discreet”, she said with a sexy grin. I always knew my friend’s mom was really friendly but I never expected this. She kept a firm grasp on my cock and slowly massaged the head with her thumb. I felt my penis swell with precum as she fiddled with the tip of it. “This is really inappropriate” I argued, but deep down I knew this was a dream come true. “How about you live a little?” She argued. “I’m sure you’ve had your cock rubbed by plenty of girls”. It’s true I had some intimate instances during my 18 and a half years of life, but I had never been with anyone in circumstances like these. I originally came over to ride dirt bikes with my friend, but here I was getting rubbed off by his mom! Read more »

Fucking my friend’s mom by the pool [Part 2] [M][F]

This is the 2nd part of the story posted [here](https://www.reddit.com/user/LemmeBustOne/comments/mbuxyv/erotica_fucking_my_friends_mom_by_the_pool_part_1/) on my profile. This part is picking up right where I left off so check that one out if you haven’t already. Otherwise, enjoy!

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As she slid into the pool, her tits immediately began floating atop the surface of the water. We were not too deep into the pool, but the water was up to her chest and just below mine, the perfect level to hide the bulge forming in my trunks. The pool itself wasn’t the biggest but it was one of those inground pools in the shape of a rectangle, with plenty of space for two people. She tied back her long brown hair with a hair elastic she had around her wrist, casually flicking back her head, causing her chest to stick out, giving me a fantastic view of her tits. I didn’t want her to know I was so turned on because after all, she was my friend’s mom and I didn’t want her to feel uncomfortable. Read more »