Cheating with my (f) roommate’s boyfriend. Part 1

Part 1 of a story I wrote based on my experiences.

The apartment door opens, and a familiar smell fills the air. It wasn't the kind of smell that welcomed her when she first moved to America. Her first roommate was another Saudi girl. From the same city Nabila was from, Riyadh. A young woman that attended a nearby school, NYU. When Yasmine came to the US, she developed a keen interest in cooking different kinds of foods. Corn tortillas filled with sliced chicken coated in cumin, dark chili powder and salt, topped with Pico de Gallo, avocado, and cilantro and served with fried sweet plantain. Or steaks fried in homemade maple garlic butter and fresh sprigs of lemon thyme. Or rice served in a stone bowl and topped with spiced ground beef, boiled spinach and bean sprouts coated in garlic, oil and salt, and served with a gojuchang based sauce.

It was always something new. Now, though, now the smell is consistent and… Unpleasant. It was the smell of skunk. Her new roommate and her boyfriend smoked every day. They were nice people, of course, she just missed the daily, delicious meals. Maybe I should learn to cook instead of sulking

Nabila gets a taste of the US

Hello, this is part 1 of a multi part story. I'm posting just part 1 for now to gauge response. This is a story based on my own experiences. Let me know what you guys think? *Sorry about that strange bright blue on white text.

PART 1: America… Almost a year here and I am still figuring things out. Nabila gazed upwards, fighting a sense of vertigo, dark brown eyes watching the New York skyscrapers catch the oranges, reds, and purples of dusk. Around her, crowds of men and women brushed passed, some shaking their heads, some staring her up and down.

When she realizes what she was doing her cheeks redden just a hint. She fidgets with her hijab, adjusting the dark blue cloth before shuffling quickly down the stairs to wait for the train. Late… It’s always late… the six train rumbles to a screeching stop, she squeezes passed a few riders. Ugh..too slow…I have to stand She looks up and stretches out her arm, barely reaching the bar above the filled seats. After a sudden shake as the train rolls forward, she is on her way home.

Island Vacation [mf][first][oral][mast]

Mom and Dad insisted we do the big summer family vacation thing over all of our objections. Robby was pissed he was missing hanging out with his buddies over the last summer before leaving for college. Sarah was constantly texting her latest boyfriend and refused to speak to anyone. That suited me fine because she's a bitch. And me? I wanted to squeeze my new bigger boobs into last year's bathing suit and finally convince that hunky life guard at the YMCA to show me what I've been missing. Oh well…

I have to admit the island resort was great, but as soon as we got checked in Mom did her whole take over the schedule thing and dragged Sarah and me to the spa. Don't get me wrong, I love being pampered but I want it on my terms. When the girl at the front desk greeted us, I asked for the gorgeous, dark-skinned masseur to rub me all over, but Mom insisted I get a masseuse instead. Then she took the masseur for herself with barely suppressed smirk.

I got undressed in the changing room and wrapped a towel around my chest before going into the dim, candle-lit room. The masseuse had set up small bowls of fragrant oils around the table.

Our first time with mutual masterbation

This is a story about my girlfriend and I’s first time participating in mutual masturbation. To give a little background about us, we are both 23 and go to college together. We shall call her Alice and I will be Dean for name sakes. I am 5’7” while she is 5’6”. As for looks, she looks exactly like Anna Kendrick. It is her celebrity lookalike and is told almost daily that she looks exactly like her. Funny that we’re all from Maine. As for me, I’m just your average Joe. Blond hair, blue eyes. Now we have talked about mutual masturbation before. She has watched as I’ve touched myself and she thought it was really hot. I’ve told her it would be hot to see her touch herself as well.

Anyway to the story! It was fairly early in the morning when I woke up next to Alice in our queen sized bed. She was facing away from me as I rolled onto my back. I was in a t-shirt and boxers, while she wore a white tank top and panties. It was then that our dog Scout came up to lick my face. He always knows when one of us wakes and likes to greet our morning. In his movements, he woke up Alice slightly as she rolled over onto her back.

Mother’s Little Helper: Chapter 1 [M/F] [drugs] [prost] [reluc]

Mother's Little Helper
Fiction by Evil Little Sister

Part One – Chapter 1

Up at five thirty, in and out of the bathroom, downstairs to start breakfast. Jack's up by six and I can hear him shuffling around upstairs. I have to get back up there, rousing Amy first, my daughter, frowning at me, disliking me because I'm her mom and she's fifteen and hates me. Into Jack Junior's room, JJ, who's all of nine and smiling first thing, blinking as I hurry him out of bed. Into the nursery, getting Jilly up, she's going to need the potty right away. She's three and my little angel and she just needs some hand holding going down the stairs.

Jack's got the wrong tie and I give it a tug and shake my head as we pass. He's running late, as always, and so am I. So are the kids. I'm yelling, begging, threatening, getting everyone dressed and into the kitchen. Amy doesn't want to eat. She's getting fat. The boys won't like her if she has a little toast. JJ wants the chocolate cereal, not the one with the Tiger on it. Jilly is making a snowman out of her instant oatmeal.

A Summer Fantasy [MF] [Rom]

Kevin's eyes met the girl's from across the room. She gave a coquettish smile and turned her back to him. The sleeveless floral dress ended just above the knees and displayed a pair of spindly, pale legs.

He crossed the crowded room weaving his way through clusters of people mingling. The wedding reception was well underway with people dancing, eating, and socializing.

Kevin stopped by the girl who was talking to a boy about her age. He guessed she was college-aged by their conversation about classes. He took a canned soda and waited for them to finish. The boy saw a group of boys walking toward the exit, and he hurried off. Kevin stood alone next to the girl.

"I saw you looking at me," he said.

"You were looking first."

"I think you're very beautiful."

Her face turned red, and she looked away in embarrassment.

"Want to go outside?"

She smiled and nodded. Kevin took her hand and led her along the wall to the exit. They stepped outside into the summer heat.

"Will your boyfriend miss you," he asked.

She laughed. "I don't have a boyfriend. What about you?"

The Train Station

Names changed for obvious reasons but this is a true story that took place in the summer of 2015. We have been in a relationship for about 2 years. I [28M] am studying electrical engineering and I had landed a dream summer co-op job with a very big utility company. The only kicker was that it was 6 hour drive away from home and I would have to move away. A little description of myself; I am 6 feet tall, 175lbs, blue eyes, short dark brown hair (usually spike the front up). The day this story happened I was wearing a stripped orange traffic FR shirt, beige cargo FR pants with silver visibility strips, black work boots and a yellow hardhat. I always heard that girls have a thing for guys in a uniform but I never believed it until I had that job.

Naomi is a 23 year old teacher, beautiful blonde hair, hazel eyes, about 5’4” tall, curvy with the biggest tits I have ever seen in my life (38DD) and a sexy round ass. She is a feisty Italian, high fashion always dressed to the 9’s, wherever she goes people (both guys and girls) are checking her out. She plays the good girl in public but when you get her in the bedroom she’s a total freak.

The Milk Maid [MF, Voyeur, Exhibitionist]

Megan sat nervously in the living room of the large house and tried not to let her nerves show.

William gave her a reassuring smile. "If you have no other questions about the traditional tasks – cleaning, running errands, cooking, etc. – I would like to discuss the other tasks."

Megan blinked. "What other tasks?"

"Why, the tasks that warrant the generous compensation."

This maid position was a dream come true. At eighteen, Megan was desperate to find a way to pay for college. Not only would this job allow her to pay for her tuition in full, but it also provided a car along with room and board. The schedule was flexible based on her class schedule. There would even be time to indulge in her love of writing.

"I don't remember them…" Her heart sank. If the requirement was something she could not do…

William stood. "Come with me. I will show you."

He was a tall, handsome man in his early forties. His dark brown hair was greying at the temples which gave him a distinguished look. His lean body spoke of a desire to be fit.

Getting off at work/in public for the [f]irst time

I haven't had a proper orgasm in months. I had a bad breakup a few months back and it pretty much killed my libido for awhile. This wasn't without it's benefits, as I normally have a very high libido and would have had no outlet for it without my boyfriend because casual relationships don't work for me and masturbation has never worked for me. It's difficult for me to get wet without somebody else and rubbing a dry pussy never turns out well for anybody. That's changing.

Recently my libido has been returning, largely thanks to the hot guy who is my partner for a class project. Dan has everything that gets me going; he's my physical type and every time we get together to work on the project we end up spending hours in philosophical debates instead of working. He's sending all the vibes that he is interested, but he's being a gentleman to a maddening level. There's so much tension between us but he's hardly touched me.

Seminar in Sexual Techniques: 1032 |m/f|

The classroom was a bowl shaped, stadium seating auditorium. The kind customary to larger universities where class size was on average over 200 students per class. Nearly every seat is filled for the 4PM lecture there. The room was active with conversation, the sounds of laptops and tablets being set up on desks,and the thumping of bags on the floor. In the front of the room a middle aged professor was setting up. He sat his brief case next to the podium which contained a computer monitor. He quickly entered his credentials into the computer and with a few clicks of the mouse brought to life a presentation upon the large screen in front of the auditorium. The title read "Oral Techniques; Advanced Manuevuers and Tips". The professor clipped a microphone base to his belt and fished the wire up his shirt so that the microphone clipped to his collar. He turned it on and a couple muffled thuds were heard over the speaker. He motioned for the IT technician to adjust his volume and after a few seconds he spoken"test, test" over the speakers. His voice was strong yet soothing. It was rumored that students signed up for his classes simply because his voice was so pleasurable to the ears. Many students often joked that he should consider teaching some of their basic science classes, so that they can bear sitting through lectures. He stood for a few more seconds as the last of the students got to their seats and commotion dulled. He nodded toward two young teaching assistants, and they got up and walked to the rear of the auditorium to shut the large doors. The closed with a tremendous thud that every Student could feel. It was an electrifying sound and feeling. The teaching assistants were both highly attractive; one young female assistant wearing tight jeans and a low cut v neck. She had dark hair just below her shoulders that was straight and brushed behind her ears. She was tall, thin, and busty just enough to be a successful underwear model. Her bra today gave her ample cleavage that was hard not to notice when she walked past. The male assistant was also equally attractive. Tall and fit, hair short messy and blonde. He too wore jeans and a matching black v neck. His arms bulged from tight fitting sleeves. The two walked together to the front of the room and sat down. Next to them a third assistant sat. He seemed slightly older than the two assistants, dark features, dark hair, and also wearing the same v neck and jeans. He was more muscular than the male assistant that shut the door, but not much. It could be that he was slightly taller, or that his skin was slightly more tan. The three of them sat facing the professor who was making his last adjustments to his microphone. "Good afternoon" the professor spoke. "Today is the second lecture in oral techniques. Last lecture we focused on cunnalingus, and I trust that you reviewed and practiced since then" the students all smiled and nodded, few conversing between each other. One student raised their hand. It was a male student, wearing a backwards braves hat and a polo shirt. He first softly, then with more authority began to speak "I'm still having trouble with dual stimulation techniques! I've gone over the lecture notes and the book but I still am having difficulty". The professor spoke " please see one of the TA after class, they will be able to help, we do not have much time so we must move on to our lecture" the professor began the lecture turning to the next slide basic male anatomy. He was going over the different structures of the penis, testes and prostrate. The students vigorously took notes as the professor high lighted key words and potential exam questions. After a few anatomy slides he came to a graphic displaying the many names for fellatio. The students laughed at a few of the terms. The professor then said "it goes by many names, but today you will learn its as a skill" the next slide read in class demonstration. He went to the computer and clicked off the presentation to a screen that showed a camera view of the front part of the room. It was focused on a chair and a plain white wall. He asked the taller dark haired male assistant to come forward. " With help we are going to show the basic techniques involved in this oral skill. The dark haired assistant stood in front of the camera, the large screen showing him more clearly. He stood with his hands clasped behind his back waiting for instruction. the professor then motioned to the female assistant to come forward . She then entered the camera frame and the both were visible on the large projector screen. "Now, there are many techniques, positions, placements but we want to focus on the act, and the basic skills before we can move on to more advanced lessons" the professor calmly said. The female assistant got on her knees and the camera zoomed so bring her better into the frame. She reached for his pants and the male assistant offered assistance in unbuttoning the jeans as she pulled the zipper down. The female instructor then helped to pull the jeans, and briefs down in a quick motion. The male assistant stood tall with his hands to his side. His large, erect penis reached out into the camera frame. The female instructor positioned her self while looking in a monitor near the set, once they were at an appropriate angle she held the penis and looked to the professor. He nodded and she slowly came toward it. She parted her lips every so slightly as she took the head of it in her mouth. She slowly opened wider as it entered and she went delicately down till her lips were just slightly above her hand. She retracted slowly, visibly squeezing his dick so that the blood was forced to it making it larger and harder. As her mouth left his dick, a small collection of spit stuck to her lip before falling down. She calmly looked at the professor who brought up slides next to the camera on the screen. He went over the steps and the female instructor methodically and slowly performed them. There was proper hand placement and grip. Single hand approach for beginners. The other hand was used to pull her hair behind her ears. And to occasionally wipe her mouth. There was also proper lip placement on the shaft, and the role of the tongue on the down stroke. The assistant slowly sucked the cock, each time going nearly to the top of her hand and retracting to show it engorged and wet from her spit. The professor continued to lecture as she sucked his dick. First it was slow, and methodically stopped at key points in the act. Now she was going at a pace, without stopping. The sounds of her sucking were lightly heard over the speakers. The students payed close attention and continued taking notes as the professor highlighted key points on the side by side slides. Finally the professor asked the female assistant to stop. She wiped her mouth and with the assistance of the tall male teaching assistant got his pants and briefs back up. The two of them returns to their seat and the professor switched slides. He went through the a few more key points and erogenous areas of the penis to focus on. He then go to another in class demonstration point. This time the professor asked for a female student volunteer. The audience was quite, then a single hand reached out. The professor smiled and asked the young lady to come to the stage. She had brown hair pulled back, was shorter, roughly 5'2'' and very petite. She had on Nike spandex shorts and a workout shirt. She was fit, but her most attractive feature was her legs. They were tone and muscular and her ass poked out firm and perfectly sized. She had a medium bust that was concealed behind a slightly loose fitting workout tank. She has striking features of beauty but seemed quite innocent. The professor asked if she had any difficulty with the assignments so far, or had any experience with fellatio. She stated her female roommate helped her with her cunnalingus assignments, and that she did practice her fellatio assignments with a male student from her hall. He instructed her to get into position on the stage and she stood in the frame of the camera.