In my mid-20s I was living in a shared house in Nottingham with 4 other professionals; 3 women in their 20s and early 30s and 1 other guy like me in his 20s. We were all friendly with each other after living together for 6 months. We each had our own room but shared kitchen, lounge and bathrooms. After one particularly challenging week away with work I’d got back to home for a Friday night and was pretty tired but really needed to let off some steam and being single, looked forwards to jerking one out. Before I could do so though, Sophie, who had a room next door to me, stopped me as I was going into my room. “Hey Alex, it’s Amanda’s birthday tomorrow, we had a card for her please can you sign it and get it back to me before she gets home?” “Sure, no worries” I reply “I’ll sort in a bit” and took it into my room. I put the card on my bedside table next to a glass of water intending to sign after I’d rubbed myself to orgasm. I closed my bedroom door, set out an old t-shirt on my bed
I saw the ad online. *Roommate wanted. Sharehouse in Cottesloe*. It was fairly cheap, and close enough to the beach to walk. I sent a quick message and soon had a reply. Abby, her name was. A quick search of her profile told me she was from London. Dark hair, tanned, an athletic body. We spent a bit of time talking as she tried to figure out if I was a serial killer or not, and on a Tuesday after work I went around to check the place out. It was nice, just as the pictures had said. An older brick townhouse, with vines creeping over the walls, french-style shutters, and balcony railings made of wrought iron. I knocked on the door and after a moment it opened. Abby stood there, a little shorter than me, in activewear. She smiled and we hugged. She told me she’d just come back from the gym. Abby gave me a quick tour of the house, showed me the spare room, which had a view not of the ocean but toward the east, over countless rows of suburbia. She told me they wanted to find someone quic
Right after I graduated college, I was dating a girl a couple years younger than me, she was in her 3rd year of college. She had a roommate in her dorm, and they got along ok for the most part. Some kind of issue came between them, but I don’t really know the specifics of it. They started to not respect each other’s space and privacy the way they should and I guess one night my gf decided not to leave the room so that the roommate and her bf could have some alone time. The roommate proceeded to fuck her bf in her bed while my gf was trying to sleep in her own bed. The lights were off and it was dark, so she didn’t see them, but she could hear them. Fast forward to a couple weeks later when I was visiting my gf at her school, we were alone in her dorm and laying in her bed. She started sucking my cock and things were going pretty well for me, when the roommate came back to the room. When I heard the door, I started trying to tuck my dick back into my shorts, but my gf had other plan
My best friend and I are roommates. She’s around the same age as me, petite and sexually active. She has brought a lot of guys home and at times I’ve heard her moans across the hallway. From what I gathered, she moans in slow repetitions as if she takes long, deep strokes but slowly. I’ve also heard her getting spanked a lot. I always had a crush on her but she dated a close friend of mine. And after hearing her moans and sparks multiple times, it made me want her more. For the last couple of months, she was seeing this guy and she really likes him but she once mentioned that the sex was quite average. Two weeks ago, she went out on a date with this guy and came back early from dinner. I was watching a movie in the living room and she came out of her room. It had been a couple of hours since she got back and quietly sat down next to me. I had a feeling that something was off so I asked her. She said that she wanted to have sex but her boyfriend just went off to sleep. I just nodded
The truth is I first met her when I went on a date with her roommate. I know. So romantic. But that’s the point, it wasn’t romantic. It was just heat. I was in her apartment because I was attracted to her tall blonde roommate with long legs and a smile that would light up a billboard. Let’s call her Barbie. Barbie was not into me. She was just being nice to me. And I had spent days fantasizing about a life with the prettiest girl I had ever seen. Couldn’t believe I matched with her. But she just wasn’t into me. Not really. She invited me up to her place for coffee but she made it clear it was just so I could meet her roommate. Not for sex. I thought. Okay. I’ve done this part before. Have to pass the test of the roommate. I can do that. So I met her roommate. Becca. She was dressed for bed. I’m guessing. She was short and chubby. Her hair was in a ponytail, dyed red. Her white shirt with some sort of squirrel on it was strained against her big boobs, her belly peaking out fro
It's Sunday afternoon around 4 pm and my husband is still not speaking to me. My college friends Julie and Brad got into town Friday evening to spend the weekend with us. Julie and I met our sophomore year in college, and shared an apartment our junior and senior years. She met Brad our senior year and they have been together ever since. They come stay with us usually one weekend or so per year and we go stay with them one weekend. Our families have even vacationed a few times, meeting in the middle(ish) at a state park by a nice lake. Last night, after the kids went to bed, Julie, Brad, my husband and I sat out on the deck with margaritas. After awhile, we started telling stories from college, going back and forth when Julie slipped and talked about one particular night. I knew what she was talking about and urged her to stop, but it got my husband's attention and he told her to continue. To preface a little, my husband knows that I went through a slutty phase in college. Julie wen
A couple years ago, I used to room with a friend of mine named Jessica. Jessica and I couldn’t have been more opposite when it came to going out. She loved it, I hated it. I was more of a stay at home type of guy and spent my free time playing video games. By no means was I a hermit but I just didn’t enjoy going to loud places to drink and dance with a bunch of random people. On this particular night it was no different. Jessica had gone out with 3 of her friends and informed me there was a good chance she stayed over at a friends house. Jessica had a very flirty personality and often gave guys the wrong impression so I never took her flirtatious comments too serious. She would walk around our apartment constantly in her panties socks and bras. Today was no different as she was scrambling to get ready. She tried on 3 different outfits and asked me which one she looked the best in. I told her the all black dress and she replied with “would you fuck me in this” we both laughed and I answ
I've posted yesterday the story of me sucking my BF while he was watching her shower, but in case you didnt see it here is in short what happen: My boyfriend (23M) and I (19F) live in a 2-bedrom house. My super hot gymgirl best friend (22F) toned abs, amazing curves, and perky tits just moved in with us recently. Her downstairs shower broke, so she started using our master bathroom. I already knew she was going to try the powerful masage shower head for some personal fun. While she was at the gym, I dragged my boyfriend into the big linen closet with the slatted door. We watched her strip and step into the shower. I dropped to my knees and gave him an incredible, slow blowjob while he stared at her. When she finally used the massage setting on her clit, moaning and shaking with one leg up on the bench, I sucked him harder and deeper. He came hard down my throat at the same time she orgasmed. It was one of the hottest, most intense things we’ve ever done. He still talks about how unfo
When I was in my early 20s, I did a lot of online dating. I believe when I was 22, I met this cute 19year old woman online that I ended up hitting it off with. We decided to meet up for a date and had a great time. She even told me later about some of the subtle things I did that turned her on (just little moments and touches that she liked). We ended up dating for a while, but things didn’t exactly work out and we both agreed to split, but stay friends since we did really get along. I was dating off and on for a few years after, still occasionally talking to her, and maybe meeting up for some fun every once in a while during a dry spell, but nothing consistent. One day, she messages me and asks if we can meet up asap. It seemed she was really upset and needed to talk. I told her to come by my place and we talked about her relationship issues and that she needed to move out. I offered her a spare room in my apartment and she agreed to stay with me. Things started off normal, we wer
My GF and I are long distance. So when we are together we fuck a lot. We've gone 12 times in 4 days a decent amount. But the past few trips her sister has been very casual about our sex. Her sister would walk in without knocking. And my gf and I are both pretty loud so she should've known we were fucking. And she'll rant about her day or relationship drama. It's to the point now that I don't really stop when she comes in. I don't just plow my gf. But I do keep thrusting or rubbing her clit as they talk. Which is a big turn on for me. I've cum mid conversation with her a few times. Which I've admitted to my gf is really hot. My gf said her sister would avoid walking in on her with her exes like the plague. So she thinks it's because she sees us as a real lasting relationship. So she's just casual about us messing around. I'm not sure. I just know it's hot. She's pulled out her phone before mid rant "I need to check something. Just do your thing for a second." One of the hottee c
So I had broken up with my girlfriend and moved in with one of my good friends. It was a pretty quick turnaround and I had no where else to go. For a couple weeks we figured out each other’s routines and how to live with a roommate. She had been alone for a while, so it was a bit of a challenge at times. Not long after I moved in she went on a trip for a few weeks. So I was able to get used to being alone. During that time me and my friend, we’ll call her Laura, texted quite a bit. Becoming fairly flirtatious. We’d always rode the line while I was in a relationship, but never anything beyond that. The first couple weeks with her had been completely platonic and we just enjoyed each other’s company. When she got back, she decided we would make a fort and watch a movie. Which I was game for. Not longing to the movie, she kind of moved over and cuddled into me. She looked up and there was a fire in her eyes. Now, before this, I’d only been with 1 person. So, I was not exactly famili
I'd never lived with a guy before Danny. It was a Saturday morning, around 9:30. I was already up, never really one to sleep in. I was lying on the couch with some show on TV that I wasn't really watching, just background noise while I browsed my phone. Danny was usually up by now too, but I hadn't seen him yet. Six months in, I was past the point of overthinking what I wore around the apartment. Today it was just a tank top and sleep shorts, nothing else. He came out of his room right before 10, looking both groggy and restless. He said good morning on his way to the kitchen, and I said it back without looking up. I wasn't really a coffee person, but he lived on it. I could hear the coffee maker starting, the fridge opening, some rustling in the cabinets while he fished out a mug and a spoon. I also heard him picking up his phone, unlocking it, locking it, putting it back down on the counter. Over and over again. It'd been that way for a couple months now. Since that thing happe
My sophomore year at college I moved away and was no longer living at home. I decided to go to a college that I did not commute to. On move in day I met this girl Devin she was very attractive with huge tits. I could not help but stare. After orientation had finished she asked if I wanted to get dinner since I didn’t know anybody else really I said sure and met her at the dinning hall. She introduced me to some of her friends and it was fun. As dinner was wrapping up everybody was talking about plans for the night since it was the first night back and classes didn’t start for a few days. Devin said she was going to show me around and take me to some parties. I had a friend on the rugby team who I knew from home who told me to stop by the house since I was going to play on the team and meet some of the guys. He told me to bring Devin. So we go to a few parties all kind of lame just getting started for the night and then finally make our way to the rugby house. Devin is pre
I (mid twenties male) live with a roommate, another mid twenties male. He’s a good looking guy, and usually has semi regular hookups. Lately he’s been seeing the same girl for a few weeks now, and it’s not uncommon to hear them having sex from time to time. Obviously we’re adults so it’s never really brought up, just go about your business. Well one night they come home, and I’m in my room. I could tell by the rambunctious behavior and loud voices that they’d probably been drinking. Good for them! And now they’d probably come home to have some drunken sex. Awesome! I was just gonna play my video games. But I could still hear them…. They’re making out, presumably undressing, ya know, the usual, when he blurts out “oh no! I’m out of condoms and FORGOT to get more!!!” He probably said that a little louder than he otherwise would have, but again, drunkies. “Okay…” I heard her say. “Well. We’ve been seeing each other for awhile now. I trust you. You’re clean right?” “Of course. And you?
Our sex life exploded since her friend moved in with us … I really wasn’t sure about it at first. Her and I never really got along that well anyway. In fact, we seem to piss each other off often. But I will say I never question how she’s feeling. She is very authentic and honest to a fault. And sometimes she can be so mean and it pisses me off so much. My wife has had to tell us to chill out more than once. So when I found out my wife was allowing her to come and live with us for an indefinite amount of time, I was a little apprehensive. But she ended up being pretty chill. She seemed genuinely grateful that we were helping her out. And to be honest, it is nice having her around. She’s smart and funny and deeply opinionated, and can make me roll my eyes sometimes, but she also makes me laugh. And she makes my wife laugh. It’s been a good hang. And she’s helpful around the house. She is so much fun with the kids. One night I walked down the stairs and I hear music playing in the ki
When I was in my junior year of college, I lived in an apartment with one roomate, Jen. We had been roomates since our time in the dorms, and were super close. We would go to dinner with each other's families, go home with each other on some weekends, and all sorts of other things. One weekend, she let me know that her brother and one of his friends were going to stay with us as they toured the college. Both were seniors and 18 at the time. I knew her brother Ben somewhat well from my time knowing Jen (yeah, the rhyming names were a running joke for us), but I didn't know his friend Mark. They showed up Friday afternoon, and we took them to dinner. We planned a night in with a couple friends coming over, drinks, snacks, and hanging out. Ben has always been super shy, he was a tall, skinny guy, dark mid length hair. Mark was more of an average build, sandy brown hair and blue eyes. We were all sitting around drinking and we started off by telling embarrassing stories of Jen in front
A few years back, when I was still renting out the spare room in my 2 bedroom condo to help with the mortgage, I ended up with this absolute firecracker of a roommate – let's call her Emily. She was 22, fresh out of college, with these innocent doe eyes that hid a total nympho underneath. Little did I know, our living situation was about to turn into the hottest arrangement of my life. It started innocently enough. Emily moved in, struggling with her entry-level job and the insane NYC rent. She was always flirty – short shorts around the apartment, bending over to "pick something up" right in front of me, her ass practically begging for attention. I'd catch her glancing at my bulge when I walked around shirtless after the gym. The tension was electric, but I kept it professional... at first. One night, we're sharing a bottle of wine on the couch, talking about bills. She confesses she's barely scraping by and might have to move out. That's when the idea hit me. "What if I cut your r