Before the conversation could get off the rails before it started, Naomi spoke up. “It’s true. We were home alone. Jim wanted to have sex in the living room. I said yes. I mean, I can’t so no, right?”
They all looked at Jim because it was supposed to be his idea, his grand plan to get all his roommates laid at least once a month. “Well, strictly speaking, no…”
“And that’s fine,” interjected Will. “But you need to confine it to your bedroom. No common areas.”
“That kind of takes away from the fun of spontaneous sex, doesn’t it?” asked Jim.
“Be spontaneous in your bedroom,” Will said flatly.
“What about the bathroom, in the shower?” he pressed. “It’s basically self-cleaning, isn’t it?”
“No sex in the common areas,” Will repeated.
“Yeah, I’m in favor of that,” Fred quickly agreed. “Bedrooms or nowhere.”
“What about Naomi’s room?” Jim asked.
That caught Will off-guard for a second. He shrugged. “It’s not a common area, so it’s fine for sex, I guess.”
“There’s no bed,” said Fred. “Why would you want to have sex in there?”
“All I have is boxes,” Naomi pointed out. “Not even a desk.”
“I’ll get us some sex equipment, maybe a swing and some restraints, and it’ll be glorious.”
“Whatever,” said Will, standing up from the table. “If you want, fine. Any damage to the walls or ceiling comes out of your security deposit.”
Will went to sleep that night with the sounds of Naomi loudly crying out in the middle of sex. Sex that was punctuated with the semi-rhythmic thump of Jim’s bed against the wall. It was probably unintentional on Jim’s part, but it had never happened before. Will pull his cock out of his pajamas and jerked off in rhythm to Naomi and Jim’s coupling.
Chapter Six
Will came back from his Tuesday afternoon class to find Naomi sitting up on his bed, her back against the pile of pillows mounded against the wall, and a thick mathematics textbook laying against her inclined thighs. She had a notebook on the bed next to her where she jotted down equations. When he opened the door she barely glanced up at him.
“Hi,” he said, feeling like an intruder in his own room.
“Hey,” she replied, her eyes barely flickering over to him. She was wearing jeans and gigantic sweatshirt with the college’s seal emblazoned across the front. Her feet were bare.
“What are you doing?” he asked as he set his backpack down next to the desk. Normally he would have just tossed it on the bed, but she was in the spot where it usually rested.
“Studying. Test tomorrow.”
Sometimes Will forgot that Naomi was still a student like he was. She was a student in addition to being their maid and their sex object.
“No. I mean, why are you doing it on my bed?”
That question made her look up. “Because it’s Tuesday.”
The answer made no sense to him. Will just looked at her in confusion.
With a sigh she said, “Monday is the day I moved in here, a week ago. Remember?”
“Uh…yeah.”
“So I switch today. Jim had me last week, you have me this week,” she explained patiently to him like she was talking to a toddler.
“Oh. Right.”
She started to go back to her studying but then looked up at him again. “Do you want to have sex?”
“What? Right now?” Her question made him jittery and he had to fight the urge to dance out of the room.
“Yes,” she replied calmly. “Jim liked to fuck me when he first got home from work, but you were usually out then.”
“No. I’m good for now.”
She shrugged. “Suit yourself.” She went back to her book and wrote out another equation in the notebook. “Thanks. I’d like to finish this first. I appreciate it. Let me finish my homework and then I’m all yours.”
Somehow the thrill of having a willing sex partner living in his bedroom didn’t seem so thrilling at the moment. “Okay,” he agreed and realized that his cock was soft and even Naomi, ready, willing, and able Naomi—didn’t seem all that appealing to him at the moment.
Was it because she had fucked Jim or was it because it was a fucked up situation?
He didn’t want to talk about it at the moment and instead threw himself into his homework. The fake accounting spreadsheet he was supposed to design and turn in tomorrow wouldn’t get itself done.
It was easy to lose track of time when he was deep in his work, so when Naomi spoke to him, she disturbed his concentration. “I’m done. Want to fuck now?”
Will was actually embarrassed at the amount of time it took him to process the question she was asking him. “Uh…now? I’m not done with my homework yet.” It was a stupid response; he knew that, but he said the words anyway.
“So what? Let’s have sex and you can finish your work afterwards.”
He turned his whole body to more easily look at her. It was almost like she was asking if he wanted to have dinner. “Aren’t I the one who’s supposed to be asking for sex from you?” he asked her.
She shrugged. “Yeah, but I got used to having sex with Jim every morning and evening. It’s been almost twenty four hours. I’m getting really horny.”
He stared at her for a long moment. “Less than a day and you need sex again already.”
She smiled brightly at him, “Yeah. Don’t you like to get laid once a day…or more?”
“Sure?” he answered with uncertainty. It suddenly explained a lot about his past relationship. While they had never agreed to be exclusive, Will hadn’t dated anyone else during their past relationship, hadn’t had a chance to have sex with anyone else. He had his suspicions that she was at least flirting with other guys, maybe keeping her options open. Looking back, he realized it was very likely she was fucking other guys, and probably going out on dates as well.
“Great!” she said cheerfully and she pulled up her sweatshirt, and everything underneath it, to reveal her small but perfect tits. Will found himself mesmerized by the way her nipples were already erect and pointing straight at him. There was some bounce to them as they were revealed, but she was still so young that the only way to describe them in his mind was perky. There wasn’t any flabby flesh on her body, let alone her tits.
His body started to respond just by viewing her body. His cock stiffened inside his jeans making the space cramped and uncomfortable. It would have been so easy just to open them up and let his cock out. He could feel his skin getting warm, especially his face. In contrast to Naomi’s near-perfect body he felt too tall and lean and lanky. While he wasn’t really skinny, he didn’t have the bulky muscle tone he felt most women liked, that was why he was thrilled when Naomi had shown any interest in him at all.
Unconsciously he adjusted his cock in his jeans. Naomi watched him and smiled broadly. “Don’t just play with it,” she told him. “Pull it out and let me see it. Do you want me to suck you first?”
Will became nervous. It was one thing to invite Naomi back to his place for a quick fuck. He’d found the sort of confidence he needed to accomplish that in the past year. It was another thing to fuck her when she was only supposed to be fucking Jim. He liked that he was able to get her to cheat on the man she was supposed to be with. But now, confronted with her in his room, he felt like if he did the wrong thing, he was going to screw things up and lose her.
And he was going to lose her anyway because next week she was going to spend it fucking Fred.
That made him laugh and she furrowed her brow in confusion. “What?”
“Nothing,” he said with a shake of his head. It was too much to resist, so he took off his shirt, kicked off his shoes, and stepped out of his pants. His underwear tented out with his erection, but that wasn’t a problem because Naomi scooted forward on the bed and pulled them down. As soon as his cock was revealed, she leaned in and took the head in her mouth, sucking gently on him with a litt
le groan in the back of her throat. Why she liked giving head, he’d never figured out.
As she sucked him, she managed to remove her jeans and panties with limited difficulty. When she was ready, she drew him onto his bed, by pulled on his cock, and laid back with him between her legs. As much as Will wanted to fuck her, he paused with the length of his cock resting against her slit. He could feel her warmth and her wetness. It took a superhuman effort to resist not just plunging in.
“What are you waiting for?” she moaned, grabbing his cock and trying to insert him into her pussy. He stayed high enough on her body that his cock wouldn’t bend enough to enter her.
“Should we be doing this?” he asked. It was the wrong time to get philosophical. He knew why he was asking the question, but she didn’t. Or she didn’t care.
“Fuck yes,” she said. “Put your fucking cock in me right now or the whole deal is off!”
Will found it difficult to believe that Naomi would go back to being a homeless student just because he wouldn’t have sex with her, but he decided not to risk it. He adjusted his hips and plunged into her.
“Oh fucking Mary, Jesus and, Joseph,” she groaned profanely. “I fucking need that.”
“You do, huh?” he asked as he started to fuck her.
“I need cock at least once a day,” she whispered in his ear. “More than once a day,” she moaned. As he started thrusting faster, she moaned familiarly. It was the sound she always made when Jim was fucking her. It was probably the same sound she made when anyone was fucking her. Will found himself oddly disturbed and oddly turned on by that thought.
“You’ve got God’s own dick,” she whispered in his ear as she wrapped her legs around him, to hold him in place.
Her words made him pause. “What?”
“You’ve got a fucking perfect cock,” she clarified.
“God’s own dick?” he asked. He wasn’t offended at the comparison, just amused.
“A better dick than Jim,” she said, grabbing one of his ass cheeks with her hand and pulling him into her. “Better and bigger,” she groaned and he pressed more deeply into her hot pussy.
“Bigger?” he asked, pleased with the comparison. Knowing his cock was bigger than Jim’s delighted him more than her telling him that he had a cock better than God, because he knew she had fucked Jim, but doubted his slutty bedmate had actually fucked God.
“Uh-huh,” she said in a pleased tone. “Big and thick. You fit me perfectly.”
He was certain she was flattering him. Will wasn’t stupid. He’d seen enough porn and done enough Google searches to determine that at best he was slightly above average. But if nothing else, it was bigger and better than Jim’s, and that gave him a boost of confidence.
“You like big cocks?” he asked, falling into the pattern of bawdy talk.
“Uh-huh. Not huge. Big enough to fill me up.” Her eyes were closed. Maybe she was fantasizing about someone else’s cock, but Will went with the fantasy.
“You’re going to love Fred’s cock then,” he said, teasing her. Making her think of another man she’d soon be fucking…maybe.
“Why?” Even as they fucked her curiosity about sex couldn’t be subdued.
“I’ve seen his cock. It’s big. Bigger than mine.” Will wasn’t lying. He and Fred had shared a mandatory gym class in the college and he’d seen what Fred was hiding in his pants. While his roommate wasn’t a three-legged man, he was damn close.
“I might like fucking him more than you,” she told Will, an enticing grin on her face. “I can’t wait.”
“You’ll have to tell me all about it,” he said with a knowing grin on his face.
“Sure,” she readily agreed. “You’re a dirty pervert for asking.” He looked at her in shock and was about to accuse her of being a wanton slut and a pervert but before he could speak, she added, “I like perverted people.”
He nodded with a grin because he didn’t know what else to say. They had gotten far enough into fucking that the moment was overtaking them. He ground his cock down into her.
“Oh FUCK!” she burst out. Her pussy clamped down on his cock, making it harder to thrust even though she was well-lubed. He still managed to rail in and out of her, even when her legs circled around his, holding him in place. “Oh fuck, oh God, oh fuck, oh God, oh fuck, oh God!” she practically screamed right before she came. Her pussy became incredibly hot and it was too much for Will. He came as well, emptying his aching balls into her while he realized that maybe this wouldn’t be the worst way to have a freeloading roommate.
The next morning Will was glad that he had managed to pull himself away from Naomi long enough to finish his homework before rejoining her in the bed. They had slept together a tangle of hot, sweaty limbs, but didn’t actually have sex again. When she woke up, her hand was around his cock, already hard from the call of morningwood, and she started pumping her fist up and down around it.
“When do you have class?” she asked.
He squinted at the alarm clock next to his bed. It was hard to see without his glasses, but he managed to determine they had some time before he needed to get up. “I’ve got a good hour,” he said.
“Me too.” She shifted around until she was on top of him, ran her already engorged labia along the length of his cock, before slipping it into her body. She smiled down at him as she settled into position. Will reached up to cup her breasts. They were small things, but perfectly shaped for her body. A wave of pleasure crossed her face when he gently rolled the nipples between his forefingers and thumbs. “I like waking up this way,” she said.
“Fucking?” he asked.
“Fucking,” she confirmed. “Better than coffee.”
Naomi’s hair wasn’t very long and it fell forward now to nicely frame her face. He pushed it back a little as she started riding on his cock. Was she prettier when she was having sex or was that just his brain being affected by all the endorphins rushing through his body?
“I like it short,” she said as he tried to run his fingers through her tresses, but they really weren’t long enough for that. “Long hair gets in the way of sex.”
Even with his somewhat limited experience, Will had to agreed. Long hair in the face was just annoying.
The sex they had that morning was fast and efficient, a way to start the day. It felt good and he imagined it was like going for a morning run before going to school or work, though it probably only had half the benefits. Naomi was one of those wonderful women who never had a problem cumming and did so twice before he got off. “Come on,” she said as she climbed off his body and out of the bed, pulling on his hand to get him to follow her.
“I just need to rest a minute.”
“Let’s shower together,” she said with great enthusiasm. “It’ll be fun.”
“No sex in the common areas,” he reminded her.
She winked at him and said, “But we won’t be having sex. We’ll just be showering together.”
“That’s…bending the rules,” he told her as she slowly pulled him along the length of the mattress to the edge.
“But not breaking them. Come on! Before Fred or Jim hog the bathroom.”
He gave in because it was the easiest thing to do. When they got together in the cramped quarters of the shower, he realized that the fantasy of shower sex was a lot less exciting than the reality. Plus he didn’t know exactly what to do. He got the distinct impression that Naomi had showered with a partner before. She took the lead and soaped him, taking special care to make sure his cock was clean. The extra stimulation started to get him hard, but only just barely.
Her cleaning him was just a tease and she let go of his cock when he started to get hard. “Hand me my razor,” she said to him, pointing to the top ledge of the shower wall where her pink razor perched. It was something they all had to adapt to, the presence of her girly possessions slowly infiltrating their apartment. He reached up and passed the small tool to her. Her body was already covered with soap suds but wi
th Will in the shower it was impossible for her to bend over to shave her legs, nor could she put her foot on the ledge, making the shaving exercise impossible.
“I’ll step out,” he said since he was already clean.
“No,” she said quickly and handed the razor to him. “Why don’t you shave me.”
“How?” He was confused.
She showed him. Either she had definitely done this exact thing before or she was very inventive. Will tended to believe it was the former.
With her back against the wall opposite the showerhead, she put her foot up on Will’s shoulder as he knelt. From there it was fairly easy to shave her from ankle to knee. He had the benefit of being able to look up at her and see her puffy pussy dripping with water and suds. When both legs were smooth and slick, he made to get up.
“What are you doing?” she asked, disappointed.
“You don’t shave your thighs,” he said. This was obvious. There were fine blonde hairs on her upper legs, but they were hardly noticeable and if she had ever shaved up that high, it was impossible to tell.
“But I shave my pussy,” she pointed out. The strip of dark blonde hair stood out in contrast to her skin, but there was a bit of stubble on the rest of her pubic mound. “I just need a quick touch up.”
“Are you sure?” He was nervous about such an operation. Yes, he shaved his face every few days, and shaving her legs was a simple operation, but maneuvering the sharp razor around her most delicate lady bits was something else entirely.
“I trust you,” she said. “Don’t you want to make my pussy pretty?”
The hot water was striking Will’s back and the view was undoubtedly gorgeous from his point of view. His cock wanted to rise up, but his nerves were keeping it soft. “Yes, but…I don’t want to hurt you.”
She laughed at him. “Don’t worry. You could never hurt me.” She rubbed a sudsy bath puff between her legs, leaving behind a good deal of lather and spread open her stance. “Go ahead. Make me yours.”
With those words he thought that maybe Jim had been in this exact position, shaving Naomi’s pussy and he tried to remember how she groomed herself during their relationship a year ago and found he couldn’t. It didn’t matter. He liked her the way she was.
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