using my roomate - [F20s/M20s] [creampie] [blowjob] [riding] [unprotected sex] [
It’s a hot summer evening and Ivy was sweating. Her AC unit wasn’t working and she set herself up in front of a fan to cool off. She’d already stripped off most of her clothes at this point too. She was only left in her roommate’s t-shirt and a tiny thong.
Her roommate, Jack, was fast asleep in his room. He too was suffering from the heat and had succumbed to the sleepy feeling one gets after 2 PM on a hot day.
Bored and horny, Ivy has already masturbated earlier in the day using her trusty vibrator, but she wasn’t satisfied this time around—at least not in the way a good fuck leaves you.
It had been a little over a year since Ivy had good sex. That time was when she had first met Jack, before they became roommates.
Flashes of their night together went through Ivy’s mind. Her pussy immediately clenching at the memories. Sex with Jack was good. More than good, really. It was revolutionary. For Ivy, he used her hard that night, and by the time she left his apartment the next day, she was limping and sore. He had thoroughly ravaged her. But that was a year ago, and they had agreed to only be a hookup, both having freshly been broken up with.
The fact that they became roommates was a total coincidence, as since then, their relationship had been entirely platonic. Much to her chagrin.
As Ivy’s mind began to wander to their meeting, a specific conversation popped into her mind between them. During their fateful night, they’d talked about fantasies and how many of them went unfulfilled by their previous partners.
“Free use? You want to be free used?” Ivy asked in disbelief. He didn’t seem the type to be into this.
“Yeah, I want my girl to be able to use me as much as her. Besides, it sounds hot as hell to be woken up with my cock being used like her own personal dildo,” he leaned back and looked at her heatedly, “I’ll allow you if you ever want to take up on that offer, no limits.”
She never did try to use him that night. She wondered if the offer still stood. She decided that it would be better off not trying, she didn’t want to scare him and she was living in his apartment, Ivy didn’t want to end up homeless and charged with assault.
But he did say no limits…
She quickly stood up, her thong all but sopping wet now, and opened her bedroom door. She glanced out the hallway and noticed that his bedroom door was cracked open, and a fan was running inside.
She slowly crept down the hallway, pushing open his door slightly to glance inside.
“Jack?” She softly called into the room. No response.
“Are you awake?” Still no response.
She stepped into his room. Surprisingly clean for a bachelor, and smelled faintly of his cologne. Her eyes glanced at his sleeping figure on the body. Her nerves starting to get to her.This was a bad idea. She slowly started to retreat out of the room, only to hear Jack mumble her name.
She froze. He moaned.
Did he just moan my name?
She turned around and looked at face, fully expecting his eyes to be open. They were closed, and he was still asleep.
Before she could chicken out, she walked to the side of his bed and pulled his sheet back. He was fully nude. His cock semi-hard, rested on his stomach. She had forgotten about his size and how full she felt taking it. Her pussy clenched in response.
She wanted to wrap her mouth around him. She climbed onto his bed at his side, and leaned down to take his semi into her mouth. She first licked the bottom side of his shaft from the bottom to the head, where she took the head into her mouth. She swirled her tongue around the head, sucking a little before letting go. She glanced up at his face to see if he had woken, but he hadn’t moved a muscle.
She took his cock, as it grew harder in her hands with every small pump she gave it, and rubbed her face against the side. She wanted to feel how hard it was against her face before taking it back into her mouth and giving it a proper blowjob.
As her hands pumped the bottom, while her head bobbed. Jack groaned. She paused for a fraction of a second before continuing. His hips gave small thrusts into her mouth as she sucked and bobbed on his cock. Her other hand reached down to her panties as she pushed it aside to find her pussy wet and puffy from arousal.
She took as much of his cock into her mouth as possible, trying to deep throat it before withdrawing and spitting on it. Her hand roughly pumped him a few more times, before she decided enough was enough. She needed it in her.
She straddled his hips, as she pushed her wet thing aside. She grabbed his cock and rubbed the head back and forth before slowly inserting it into her pussy.
She moaned at the feel of his cock splitting her open. Her hips bucking forward at the feeling. He let out a groan, Ivy paused her descent. She gave him (and herself, really) a few seconds before slowly lowering herself down another inch. She leaned forward and used his chest to brace herself for the last few inches, where she promptly slammed down. She let out a loud whine slip past before her hand was able to cover her mouth. Jack’s face scrunched up, his hands reaching down to feel what was going on, as his eyes slowly peeled open.
“What the fuck? Ivy?” He mumbled out. His hands landing on her hips, as he grabbed her thing and pulled tight.
“Oh, thank god. I was wondering when you’d use me like this.” His hands slapped the side of her ass as he grabbed her cheeks and encouraged her to start riding him
“Ride me baby, use my cock like your personal toy.” Ivy didn’t need more prompting. She quickly rose off his cock, almost until it slid out, and slammed back down. Eliciting cussing from both parties.
“Oh fuck, your pussy is so tight Ivy. It’s like a vice around me. Keep riding me, baby” Ivy nodded, at a loss for words, braced herself and began to ride his cock like a fiend, chasing her pleasure.
His hands helped guide her up and down his cock. He watched her as she got closer to finishing, her expression reaching bliss.
Ivy realized as she rode him, she hadn’t heard a condom. And she wasn’t on anything either.
“Wait, Jack we have to stop, you don’t have a condom on,” she breathlessly stopped riding him and started to pull away.
“I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have-“ she was cut off when Jack grabbed her hips and slammed her back down on to him.
“Sweetheart, I don’t give a flying fuck. I haven’t fucked anyone else in a year since you. You’re going to keep riding me, so that you can use me and so I can lay my claim by giving you my babies. Keep going.” His hands guided her hips back and forth as he spoke.
“Are you sure?” She trailed off, stilling her movement.
“Positive,” he smiled up at her, “now keep using me sweetheart, cause there’s tons more I want to do to you.”
She giggled a little before she grinded her hips, and began to bounce once more. His gaze followed to their connection point, and his eyes glanced up at her face full of bliss.
“Oh, Jack, I’m going to come soon.” Her movements starting to get sloppy and faster, as she attempted to chase the peak.
“Come for me baby, let me know how much you love riding this free use cock.” He groaned out, his own hips rising to meet hers, chasing his own high.
Her fingers reached down and gave her clit a few rubs before she came crashing down, her pussy clamped down, and her hips grinding down onto him. He grabbed her hips, holding her in place as his own hips buck into hers in sharp, deep thrusts, before one final slam deep into her pussy as he came.
Ivy fell forward onto Jack’s chest as their breathing and heart rates calmed down. Still connected, Ivy shuffled around to get comfortable, only for Jack to moan out a little.
“We'll definitely have to do this again.” She mumbled in response.
He chuckled and nodded his head, “Definitely. Except, next time it’ll be you.”