How I Finally Fucked My Roommates

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Hey everyone! I’m Maddie and this happened this last Saturday night. I’m in college and I have two roommates: Erin and Troy. Erin, Troy, and I all met in the campus pride club last year and became friends, so we figured we would split an apartment this year. Now with the lockdown, we are all quarantined together. I asked them if I could post this story as payback for my sexual frustration (you’ll see) and they agreed.

Our apartment is a three-bedroom, so we each have our own room. Troy got the largest bedroom (with an attached bathroom) because he was dating someone when we moved in and he thought she might move in with us. Erin’s room is sandwiched between mine and Troy’s, and my room shares a wall with the living room. It’s hard to describe an apartment without drawing it, lol.

My bedroom is usually the least hot because there’s a big tree out front that shades it from the afternoon sun. Erin and Troy will sometimes come into my room to do homework or study if it’s really hot and we don’t want to pay for the air conditioner. Sometimes we also set up Troy’s projector to play a movie on my wall while we all sit on my bed. Even with the lockdown, Erin has a final next week, and with our mini heatwave this weekend, she spent most of Saturday in my room, nose in a book.

I usually don’t mind when Troy or Erin spend all day studying in my room. I find both of them quite cute, actually. Troy is 5’11”, skinny-ripped from his martial arts, short-cropped blonde hair (before quarantine, now it’s a bit shaggy), and he’s got a Renaissance Man streak which makes him always fun to talk to. Erin is 5’8″, a fit volleyball player, with olive skin and brunette hair. She has a little tattoo on her collarbone I always try to sneak a peek of. They usually sit on my bed or at my desk, wherever I’m not.

But Saturday, I minded. I had been horny all week. I had even ordered a new toy on Tuesday (a justifiable quarantine purchase) and it arrived Saturday afternoon, but I had nowhere to try it (not showerproof). I patiently waited all day for Erin to be done studying, but no luck. It rolled around to like 8pm and Erin was still studying. She’d even eaten lunch in my room. In her defense, it was really hot on Saturday and I do like spending time with her. But still. Let a girl masturbate.

I decided to try to be sneaky. Erin was at my desk and I was on my bed “watching” netflix. My desk faces the wall, so this gave me an opening. The bed was in the opposite corner of the room from the desk, so I wasn’t perfectly behind Erin, but she would still have to turn to see me. I pulled a blanket up and over my legs and started to explore. I really like a slow build to my orgasms, and I was especially trying to be subtle while Erin was in the room. I pulled out my phone and went to my favorite fanfic sites to find something good (no judgment!). It was all the same stuff. I began the endless scroll of trying to find something good. Nothing.

My eyes fell to Erin. She was wearing a thin tank top and no bra to fight the heat, but I could still see a gloss of sweat on her shoulders and the back of her neck. Erin had her hair up in a messy bun. She chewed her pencil. I imagined she was sucking on my fingers instead. I had found my entertainment. I turned my phone screen off. I followed the ridge of her spine down to her hips, obscured by the back of the chair. I could just slightly see the top of her Calvin’s rising above the waistband of her lounge shorts. Under the blanket, my hand undid my shorts and I started to rub myself through my panties.

“Oh,” I sighed out loud as my fingers found a wet spot forming. Erin turned in her seat and we locked eyes. I started blushing hard.

“Did you say something?” Erin asked. Her pencil pulled a long string of saliva from her sweet mouth. I shook my head wordlessly and breathed deep.

“Are you cold?” Erin asked and pointed to my blanket. It was probably 78 degrees in the apartment, even this late, and I had a blanket wrapped around my lower half. My stupid horny brain didn’t think that one through.

“I was getting comfy. Turn around, no peeking,” I said. I closed my laptop and slid off the bed as Erin turned back in her seat. We say “no peeking” to each other all the time – as one of us changes behind the other, if one of us needs something from the bathroom while the other one showers – it’s pretty normal. I went to my closet, which was directly behind Erin, and started to look for something to wear. I could smell Erin’s deodorant from where I stood and it distracted me.

I dropped my shorts and slid my panties down around my ankles. I couldn’t help myself. I turned around and started to rub my clit to Erin’s back. I wanted to sit on her face. I stopped myself after a brief moment and turned back to the closet. I opted for loose pajama shorts and slid those on. Before I hopped back on the bed I got my small vibrator out of my nightstand (not the new one). I hid the vibrator under my pillow.

“All clear,” I said. Erin laughed. Her laugh made her beautiful shoulders move.

I leaned back and let my head rest against the wall. Just as my hands started to move to continue the fun, I heard something. Not from Erin, but through the walls. I heard the faint sounds of slapping and grunts and moans. Not normal moans, but the screaming orgasms of pornstars. I put my ear to the thin wall and could hear it more clearly: someone watching porn in the living room. Erin and I were in here, so it must’ve been Troy. I guess I wasn’t the only one looking for a bit of release.

I’m not really one for porn, so the sounds weren’t doing much for me, but imagining Troy stroking himself on our couch really turned me on. I listened for three or four minutes, the sounds getting a bit louder.

“Do you hear that?” Erin turned around. I was sitting crossed-legged on the bed, head turned with ear pressed against the wall, my hands just happening to be resting on my crotch. “Are our neighbors banging?” Erin asked.

“No,” I said, and motioned for Erin to come closer. I tapped the spot next to me.

“What is it?” Erin asked again. She got up and walked toward the bed. Her shiny skin taking my attention for a moment. Without her bra, her nipples showed through her shirt.

I whispered “shhh” and helped her onto the bed. I put my ear against the wall and motioned for her to do the same. She listened for a moment. Erin’s eyes widened.

“Oh my god, Troy!” Erin whispered and let out a quiet laugh. Her breasts bounced slightly in her shirt when she laughed. “Jeez, what’s he watching? It sounds like wild animals.” Erin pulled out her phone and swiped down from the top. Erin giggled and held up the screen. Under her notifications: A device on your Wi-Fi is casting: ‘2017 Cumshot Compilation – HOT GUYS FUCK’ Troy is bi (we all are, that’s how we met), so that track.

We both laughed and then got quiet. We kept listening. Our faces were inches from each other as we listened to Troy’s porn. Erin closed her eyes and took a deep breath. I could smell Red Bull and Ticonderoga #2 on her breath.

“It’s kinda hot to listen,” I said. My hands were squeezing my bare thighs. I realized just how tensed my whole body was, in fact.

“Seriously,” Erin said. She opened her eyes and we looked at each other. “Do you want to… ?” Erin trailed off. Erin was wringing her hands, pinching between the knuckles.

I smiled and pulled the small vibrator from under my pillow and held it up to Erin.

“You’re kidding me. Do you always keep that under there?” She asked.

“It’s been a long week,” I said.

“Uh-huh,” Erin said with her dripping sarcasm. She ran her tongue along her lip and bit. Her eyebrows raised at me, then the toy, then me again. “What are we going to do, take turns?” Her sarcasm again.

“You take this,” I said and dropped the toy into Erin’s waiting hand. “I want to try my new one.” I hopped off the bed and got on my knees. From under my bed, I pulled out the box the toy had come in, torn open but left unused. I pulled out my brand new Hitachi. I leaned around the bed, unplugged my phone charger, and plugged in the wand. I climbed up next to Erin.

Erin looked between the vibrator and the wand. “This is the worst trade deal in the history of trade deals,” Erin said. I shook my head and we both giggled.

There was an awkward pause for a half moment. Both Erin and I realized what we were about to do. This would be a shifting point in our friendship. We had talked about masturbation before, swapped stories of hot and not-so-hot loves, seen each other get ready to shower, girl stuff, but nothing like this. Erin closed her eyes and I followed suit. I heard the small vibrator click on and Erin sighed.

I lowered the fist-sized head of the Hitachi between my thighs. My shorts were still on, but from what my sister had told me about these things, I should start slow for the first time. I was about to click on the Hitachi when I peeked at Erin. She was holding her underwear and shorts away from her waist, her right hand holding my vibrator against her clit. I could see her trimmed bush. I wished it was me holding the vibrator. I clicked on the Hitachi.

I only owned two toys before the wand: the small vibrator Erin was using and a pink and silver g-spot dildo that my sister had gifted me when I went off to college. Both of those were quite quiet. The dildo for obvious reasons, and the vibrator had only a tiny little motor. I underestimated the volume of the Hitachi.

As I clicked it on, it felt like my whole body began to vibrate. A loud WHRRRRR erupted from my crotch. I clicked it off. I looked at Erin, who was staring at me, mouth agape.

“That’s so loud,” Erin whispered. “If we can hear Troy, he could definitely hear that.”

“But I wanna use it! I haven’t yet,” I pouted.

“Here, sit up,” Erin said. I leaned forward and Erin slid a pillow behind my back. “Maybe now it won’t go through the wall,” she said.

I leaned back and clicked on the Hitachi. The loud WHRRRRR started up and I pushed it into my thighs, pussy, and clit. WHHRRRRrrrrrzzzzz as it quieted and began vibrating my body. I pressed my thighs in around the wand and into my pussy. It felt amazing. Too powerful, almost. My hips shook and I curled forward around the wand. Erin kept her ear against the wall, but I thought I caught a glimpse of her watching me. I don’t know exactly how long we were there, but I do know I got into a good rhythm of hip thrusts into the wand.

There was a knock on the door. Oh no. I clicked off the wand and froze. Erin’s eyes were wide and staring at me. I threw the wand under my pillow, and Erin dropped the vibrator between her legs.

“Yes?” Erin called in her most casual voice.

“What the hell,” I whispered to her.

“He knows we’re in here, idiot,” she said. Yeah, what was I gonna do? Pretend that I didn’t exist anymore?

“Hey, guys? I keep hearing someone like vacuuming? Or running a blender? It’s probably our neighbors, but I want to be sure I’m not going crazy,” Troy said through the door. He awkwardly laughed at the end.

“You can come in,” Erin called. I grabbed her thigh and dug in with my fingers. She looked at me and I mouthed: WHAT ARE YOU DOING. Erin shrugged.

Troy opened the door and stepped in. He was wearing basketball shorts and a t-shirt. It clung to a sweaty chest. I clenched Erin’s leg harder.

“Ya know,” Erin said, trying to maintain her ultimate coolness while she spoke, “our phones tell us when you’re casting something to the TV.”

Troy blushed a deep red and he put his face in his hands. Erin and I erupted in laughter. He said into his hands, “stupid android, and its stupid notifications.” In his best walk of shame, Troy went and sat at my desk, away from us. Troy started to laugh, too, he’s a good sport like that. I felt so bad for him, but I couldn’t stop laughing. I needed to breathe, so I stretched my legs out in front of me.

As I moved, my left heel caught the wand’s cord and I tugged it from under the pillow. It crashed onto the floor. Troy spun in his chair.

“I assume that’s the vacuum I heard,” Troy said and looked right at me. Now it was my turn to blush and bury my face in my pillow. Erin laughed even harder. We all laughed for like five minutes. After a while, I could finally breathe again.

“Well, why don’t we all return to our respective rooms and enjoy ourselves for the night?” I asked.

“There’s no need to end the fun now,” Erin said. “Did you finish your video?” Erin looked right at Troy.

“What? No, there’s still like five minutes left.” He said. He looked confused.

“Well, let’s finish it!” Erin said, shooting looks between us. “Oh come on, we’re all in the mood, it sounded like a good video, and it’s not like we wouldn’t be doing the exact same thing on our own anyway.”

“You make some valid points,” I said. My horny brain at work again.

“You’re kidding,” Troy said. Not the first time I had heard that tonight. “Are you serious? You want to watch porn with me?”

“Yeah, come on,” Erin said. She grabbed the toy from between her legs, hopped off the bed, and went out the door. Troy and I exchanged a look and a shrug, and then I got up to follow her. I pulled the wand’s plug out of the wall and went out the door. The heat of the rest of the apartment hit me when I walked out.

“Close the door when you leave, don’t let the cool air out,” I said over my shoulder.

Our living room also has the “dinette” area attached, but it’s all carpet. We have a medium smallish TV against one wall and a three-person couch against the other. There’s a low, cheap coffee table that whoever was here before us left in the apartment.

Erin had already found a spot on the far side of the couch when I walked out. The best spot for the wall plugs was the other end of the couch, so I plugged in the wand and settled into the spot. I moved one of the throw pillows to support my back and wedged myself into the fluffy cushions. On the TV, a freeze-frame of a jacked dude with an arm tattoo jerking himself onto some girl’s stomach. Troy walked out and stopped.

“Now I have to sit between you?” He asked. Erin and I looked at each other, both of us with our legs curled up onto the couch.

“Don’t flatter yourself too much, bud, we’ll all be looking forward anyway,” Erin said. Troy sighed and sat between us. He sheepishly pulled out his phone and pressed play. The tattooed jock stroked with a moan and shot a thick rope of cum onto the girl’s tits. The video cut to another guy, equally jacked, pounding a girl on her knees. Again, porn isn’t super my thing, but it was hot being on the couch with Erin and Troy. I don’t know what Erin was talking about: I was gonna watch them and not the porn.

Erin immediately went to work with her toy. She clicked it on and started rubbing. With one leg over the arm of the couch, she pulled her shorts down around her thighs and started to finger herself while the toy rubbed her clit.

Troy glanced at her out of the corner of his eye and pulled his shorts down. His 6 and a half-inch cock flopped out. It was a bit soft but dripped precum. Troy shot a sheepish look at me, only to see me staring at his member. He went back to staring at the screen and slowly started to stroke his cock.

I clicked the wand into “on” and nothing happened. I flicked it back and forth. Still nothing. I forgot: this is one of the outlets connected to the wall switch. All the way over to the other side of the room. After I was all comfy. Fine. The new toy would have to wait, old faithful fingers would have to do. I pulled my sticky with sweat shorts away from my waist and reached down with my hand. I explored my smooth pussy and found just how wet the night had made me. I started to rub. It was nothing like my wand. My clit ached for more.

Troy took long, deliberate strokes of his beautiful cock. I learned that it is uncut and quite veiny. My horny brain took over. I reached out with my left hand and grabbed his shaft while he was rubbing around his head. Troy jerked his head toward me.

“What are you doing?” He asked.

“Damn, Maddie,” Erin said. My normal brain clicked into what I was doing. I loosened my grip.

“I just thought since we’re all here and my wand isn’t working,” I kind of trailed off.

“It’s fine if you want to,” Troy said. He shifted his hips forward to push his cock into my hands. I squeezed and stroked up and down. I told my normal brain to call it a day.

I climbed out of my spot on the couch, pushed the coffee table back, and got on my knees in front of Troy. I pulled his shorts down around his ankles and pushed his legs apart. I slid forward on my knees and situated myself right in front of his cock. Now, I’m not quite as tall as Troy (only 5’7″) and my tits get in the way when I give these kinds of blowjobs (the only downside of c cup tits), but I’ve got the energy. I pushed myself into him, pulled his cock toward my mouth, and tasted his sweet precum. I started sliding my mouth up and down his cock. I’m also not so great at deepthroating, but I like to try. I gagged about three-quarters of the way down his shaft. I felt him thrust into me to try and help.

Troy grunted a bit as I slobbered up and down him, and I could Erin breathing hard. I peeked out of the corner of my eye when I was at the top of Troy’s shaft and saw Erin, no pants, no shirt, fingering herself hard. I kept sliding my mouth up and down his thick shaft. My saliva flowed down and dripped off his balls onto my knees. I used my hand to stroke the bottom half of his shaft that I couldn’t get to with my mouth.

“Okay, well, when in Rome,” Erin said after three or four minutes. “Scoot,” she said, and positioned herself on her hands and knees on the couch, head over Troy’s cock. I took a deep, heaving breath as I pulled myself off of him, and held the base so Erin could get a taste. Erin took a deep suck on Troy’s head, causing him to squirm, and then began doing mini push-ups as she sucked his cock. Her perfect little a-cup tits bounced when she dropped.

I took the opportunity to lick the pooling spit off of Troy’s balls. It tasted like me and Erin and sweat and precum. It was so good. Troy reached around Erin’s bouncing head and stuck his thumb in my mouth. That was unexpected, but not unwelcome. I sucked hard.

After another few minutes, Troy said, “Let me tit fuck you.” Erin stopped slobbering at sat back on her heels.

“I don’t think that’s gonna work with these babies,” Erin said. She shook her tiny tits with both hands. Erin must’ve been a drooler because thick spit dribbled down her mouth and throat.

“I think he means me,” I said.

Erin laughed, “that tracks.”

I got up on my knees and Troy slid lower on the couch. I wrapped my tits around his cock and started bouncing my whole torso. I’d never really tit fucked, or been tit fucked, or whatever the fuck was happening with my tits, but it felt good to have his rock-hard shaft sliding between my tits. Erin, still on her knees on the couch, was finger fucking herself. My tits started to dry out a bit.

“Spit on me,” I said to Erin.

“Oooh, okay,” Erin said. She stood up, went behind me, grabbed my face with both hands, and let out a huge stream of spit onto my forehead. It slide down into my eyes and down my left cheek.

“What the fuck?” I said through her saliva, Erin still holding my face. Troy started laughing and stopped thrusting between my tits, overtaken by the giggles.

“You said to spit on you,” Erin said, “this is what Nicole liked.” Nicole is one of Erin’s many exes.

“I meant on my tits and his cock, you slobbering slut,” I said.

“I appreciate the alliteration but I do not like the tone,” Erin said. Troy kept laughing. Erin was now squashing my face together with her hands, standing over me. I could smell her sweet pussy. She let out another long drool of saliva right into my scrunched eyes. I could feel the warm, slick liquid rush across my lips and drip off my chin.

“Bleh!” I shivered. “Please, Erin, would you spit onto Troy’s cock so that he can better tit fuck me?” I said in my most sweet, annoying voice.

“Ah, much clearer,” Erin said. She leaned over me and dropped thick spit onto Troy’s cock. He was laughing but started thrusting again, now lubed up. I held my tits tight around his cock, and tried to position my mouth to catch his tip when he came up high enough. My glistening wet face dripping my and Erin’s spit onto my chest. We did this for maybe a minute, but the positioning was awkward for both of us, and Troy started to slow down.

“My turn,” Erin said from over me. I realized she had still been holding my head and dripping spit onto me every now and then, in little streams, and I could hardly feel it on my hair. I sat back, glad that my thighs and knees could take a break. Then I felt my hair wet with Erin’s spit.

“Seriously?” I asked.

“Okay. It wasn’t Nicole’s thing, it was my thing. I like spit,” Erin said and shrugged. She climbed up onto the couch and stepped across Troy, facing me. Her sweet pussy was right there, begging for my tongue. Her ass was right at Troy’s face level, and he took the opportunity anyone would: he grabbed Erin around the hips and shoved his face into her ass. From her startled yelp/giggle, I assume he started eating her ass. However, I was too busy catching her as she lost her balance and fell forward onto me.

“Oh shit!” I said and caught Erin as she fell. We were a tangle of arms and hair and shoulders, but Troy was busy sticking his tongue in her ass. Erin moaned into me. I locked eyes with her and pressed my lips against hers. We started making out and she shoved her tongue as far down my throat as she could. Erin would pull back and lick the side of my face. This girl loves spit, apparently.

After about a minute, I couldn’t hold up Erin anymore and I made a weak attempt to push her back onto the couch. I saw Troy’s cock, wet with saliva, leaning to the side and getting softer.

“I am not strong enough for this,” I said. Erin shook her hips a bit, and Troy pulled his face out. She lowered herself down onto Troy’s abs. I could finally let her go without all of us falling over. Erin started to stroke Troy’s cock back to life, and she started sliding her pussy toward it.

“Uhm, condoms?” Troy asked from behind Erin.

“Oh, sure, right,” Erin said and looked at me for help.

“Yeah, yeah,” I said to Erin and gave her a look. First, she spits on me, then I have to catch her when she falls, and now I have to fetch her condoms. I’d do anything for that girl, I guess.

I stood up and skipped off to my room, where I had a pack of condoms in the side drawer. It wasn’t until I was in the room and saw myself in my wall mirror that I made two realizations: 1. That I was actually fucking my roommates, what was wrong with me, and 2. I was still fully clothed, what was wrong with me. I dropped my shorts and threw off my t-shirt, grabbed the condoms, and ran back to the living room.

Erin had turned around in Troy’s lap, was holding his head in her hands and licking, pushing her ass against his hard cock, sliding him between her cheeks. I got back in my position, on my knees between his legs, and stroked his cock a moment to let him know I was there. I also gave Erin a little slap on the ass, for the spitting and to let her know I was there. She let out a squeak.

I tore open a condom packet, gave Troy’s cock one more deepthroat attempt, my forehead hitting Erin’s ass on the way down, and then rolled the condom down his cock. It was a tighter fit than most guys who use my condoms. I grabbed Erin’s hips and guided her back, over Troy’s cock. With his cock in my right hand and holding her hip with my left, I guided them together like I was docking the fucking Soyuz. Erin moaned with a squeak and Troy grunted as he went as deep as he could. Erin bounced for a few minutes while I tried to lick Troy’s balls and her ass, with very little success. Troy groped around Erin’s back.

I was tired of being a bystander. “Lay her on the couch,” I said. “I want to sit on her face while you fuck her.”

Troy didn’t need a second invitation. He picked up Erin around the waist, cock still inside her, and flipped her around onto her back on the couch. Erin sunk into the cushions and bit her lip while locking eyes with me. I stepped over Erin’s face and lowered myself. Erin grabbed my ass cheeks, spread them, and shoved her face in. I could feel her nose tickling my asshole as she shoved her tongue as deep as she could. I realized I hadn’t had anyone or anything inside me all night, just on my clit. I let my thighs relax and put my weight (only like 120 lbs, lol, but still) onto Erin’s face. She tongue fucked me for so long. I could feel as she slid every inch in and tried her hardest to go as deep as possible. Her nails started to dig into my ass cheeks she was pushing so hard. Her own tongue action was multiplied by the fast, hard thrusts Troy gave her, as he slammed his cock balls deep into her pussy.

I closed my eyes and started to squeeze my own tits in pleasure. Then I felt a warm kiss on my chest and work toward my left tit. I opened my eyes to see Troy sucking on my nipple. It felt amazing. Two mouths working away on my body. I was closing in on an orgasm.

Then, I got a hard slap on my ass, causing me to fall forward. I heard Erin gasping behind me.

“I couldn’t breathe,” Erin said between gasps. I guess I did let myself relax a bit much. “Your thighs are thicker than I thought,” she said. “But I love it,” she said and pulled my ass back onto her face.

Troy kept pounding away. Erin reached a hand down and started to rub her clit. I pushed it away and leaned forward. I took a long lick down her pubes and onto her clit. Troy’s hips thrust into the top of my head, but he’s long enough to still have four inches in her and give me plenty of room to work. He stopped going balls deep and I licked away on Erin’s clit. Now, I like when a person sucks on my clit and uses some teeth, so I assumed Erin would like the same. I sucked, then in the gentlest way I could, I took a tiny bite on her clit. Another loud slap on my ass.

“Ow!” Erin said. I guess she didn’t like it. “Gentle, I’m gonna squirt if you keep doing that.” Well, now I had to. She buried her face again and I buried mine. I could feel Troy’s hands on my back.

I sucked her clit gently, taking it in my lips and sliding my tongue around all sides. I bit again. A slap. Troy pulled out and a gush of squirt blasted out of Erin and onto Troy’s cock and the couch. Erin’s legs shook violently. She started giggling at me.

“Not so bad, right?” I said.

“But now I’m too sensitive to keep fucking,” she pouted, my ass still over her face.

“Shame. I guess it’s my turn!” I said. I turned around on top of Erin, so my ass was to Troy and Erin and I were face to face. Her bush brushed my smooth pussy.

“Should we change condoms?” Troy asked. I looked at Erin and over my shoulder at him.

“Well, I’m clean. Are you clean?” I asked Erin.

“I’m clean,” Erin said.

“Yeah, me too,” Troy said.

“Then why the condoms?” I asked.

“I didn’t want to cum in you on accident,” Troy said. My pussy was aching for him, Erin was rolling in orgasm, and Troy’s cock was getting softer and here we were discussing our STI statuses and accidental creampies.

“I don’t care,” I said. “Cum wherever you want.” I heard the condom snap as Troy ripped it off as quickly as he could. Then I felt his thick, long shaft push into my pussy.

Troy went balls deep right away and my tight little pussy was not ready. Not only was quarantine a bad time to get laid, but I had been in a dry spell before quarantine, and my dildo was not nearly as big as Troy. I fell from all fours onto Erin. Troy slipped out of my pussy for a moment as I fell, but before I could think he was in me again. My pussy erupted in pleasure and joy.

Erin wrapped her legs around my thighs, her arms around my back, and gave me a spider monkey hug, rubbing her pussy against me. Erin took a big, slobbering lick of my ear. This girl is weirder than I imagined.

Troy pounded me harder, I could feel his cock getting somehow more erect. I remembered that he had been out here jerking off, and then I sucked his cock, and then he fucked Erin, and now he was fucking me. I bet he was about to cum. I hadn’t even cum yet, damn it. Troy started grunting into me, letting out a moan on every other thrust. This was it.

“Ask me,” Troy said between thrusts.

I turned to face him, as best I could, and Erin took the opportunity to lick from my collarbone to my hair, across my other ear. “Ask what?” I said.

“Ask me to cum. Tell me where you want it,” he said. Great, he’s gonna cum, Erin already came, no fun for Maddie. But I still wanted to play my part.

“Troy, I want your cum inside of me and on me. I know you have enough cum to fill me up and plaster my face. Cum for Madison,” I said. I used my best, sultry pornstar voice.

“Cum for us, Troy, cum inside of us,” Erin said, mimicking my tone.

“Fuck,” Troy said. That was it. That did it. He took a last, deep thrust into my pussy and started to unload. Three or four pumps of cum later, he slid out, gingerly, but kept spurting. A rope landed on my pussy, another rope he directed to Erin’s bush and pussy.

“I’m still cumming,” Troy said. This was a big one. Maybe it had been a dry spell for him too.

“My ass, cum on my ass,” I said. Troy, never the one to miss an opportunity, pushed the tip of his cock, not even his full head into my ass hole and unloaded two more thick splurges. I didn’t expect it, and tensed up my ass, squeezing around the part he did get in.

“On my ass, dude, not in it,” I said.

“Oh, sorry, I’m sorry, I thought you said in,” Troy stammered, but still held his cock against me.

“It’s fine, just unexpected,” I said.

“Both holes, yum!” Erin said in my ear.

“Oh wow, I can’t believe we did this,” Troy said. He was already losing his drive. I felt his cock soften and he dropped it against his leg. “I hope this was okay,” he said.

“I loved it,” I said. I didn’t get to cum, but hey, there’s always next time.

“Me too! So much fun,” Erin said. She licked me again.

Troy got up off the couch and pulled up his shorts, not making eye contact with us. “I’m gonna take a shower and hit the bed. Thanks for the night. It was fun. Goodnight.” Troy walked away pretty quickly down the hall.

“Stop with the licking, seriously,” I said.

“Fine, but can I at least lick the cum out of your pussy?” Erin asked.

“Sure, but click on the light switch. And you have to clean my ass, too,” I laughed.

“You got it, boss,” Erin said. She clicked on the switch and spent the next five minutes cleaning my pussy and ass with her tongue. It felt good enough, but nothing like Troy’s cock. My face and head were getting cold from the cooling saliva.

“All clean,” Erin said. “Now time for my shower,” she said and hopped off the couch, walking toward the bathroom.

I was left on the couch, sticky all over, no orgasm. I grabbed the Hitachi from the ground and clicked it on. It whirred to life. Thank god. Still face down on the couch, I put the wand between my legs and thrust into it, finally getting to use my toy and finally getting an orgasm.

TL;DR I fucked my two roommates on Saturday night and let the guy cum in me. I still didn’t get to orgasm. We’ll see what happens next weekend.

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