A few months ago I started an FWB relationship with a girl I met on Hinge. We saw each other a few times every month and the sex was really good.
But this story isn't about her, it's about her roommate. A girl named Olive (not her real name) shared the apartment with her so I had met her every now and then when I visited Eve, my FWB (also not her real name). From tome to time we had a chat, for instance in their kitchen in the morning. Eve and I kept our FWB thing pretty strict so we didn't spend more time than necessary with each other. We were attracted to each other but didn't want our thing to glide into a situationship or something like that. Meeting up, having sex, staying overnight nad leaving. No dinners together, no breakfast together.
But her roomate Olive was a little bit more curious about me, I could sense that. Sje would greet me when I got to their apartment and offered me a coffee in the morning when we bumped into each other in the kitchen.
Olive is very pretty. She's kind of small, maybe 160cm (5'3) tall. Her skin has a light caramel color but she definitely has also asian descendants. She has long, dark brown hair and a very toned body. Olive spends most of her free time at the gym or doing Pilates. That’s why she’s got a lovely ass. Besides that god blessed her with a set of perky D cups.
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One evening I turned up at Eve's and Olive's apartment and Olive opened the door for me.
'Hey, whats up? Why're you here?'
'Uhm, I’m actually supposed to be meeting Eve. Why?'
'Oh, really? She left a few hours ago.'
That surprised me. Olive was kind enough to invite me in anyway, so that I could quickly get in touch with Eve.
I called her but she didn't answer so I texted her. Whilst I was waiting for Eve’s reply, Olive kept me company on the sofa in her living room. She was a good host and offered me a drink. So we sat on her sofa sipping a couple of Cuba Libres and chatted about everything under the sun.
We got on really well, and as time went on, things got a bit steamy. Eventually, quite late on, I got a reply from Eve. She was out with a ‘friend’ and had forgotten about our date. Of course. I’d already suspected she was seeing someone else on the side. At that moment, I was glad once again that I’d always used condoms with her.
'That's a shame,' Olive said.
'Oh well. At least we’ve had a nice evening so far. So it wasn’t a wasted trip.'
She looked at me for a moment.
‘You know, I’ve always thought that Eve didn’t really deserve you.’
'Oh, and why not?'
'Well, she’s always seeing several guys at once (good to know), and somehow I never got the impression that she really appreciated you.'
Suddenly, she moved a little closer to me and started playing with my hair. It looked as though I wouldn’t be sleeping alone that night after all. I was already somewhat aware that Olive’s interest in me was fuelled by the alcohol. But I wasn’t complaining, Olive was incredibly hot and I certainly wasn’t going to say no to her.
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I can’t quite remember how it all started. But at some point, Olive was sitting on my lap and we were making out like there was no tomorrow. I can’t quite remember how it all started. But at some point, Olive was sitting on my lap and we were making out like there was no tomorrow. I held her perfect ass cheeks in my hands and moaned into her mouth. Bit by bit, we took off our clothes. Her breasts were remarkably firm for their impressive size and I could hardly stop fondling them.
I’d actually been planning to lick her smooth, shaved pussy, but Olive clearly couldn’t wait any longer. She guided my cock to her entrance and lowered herself onto it. She was surprisingly wet and I slid into her with almost no resistance.
In this cowgirl position, we had sex on her sofa for a while. At some point, she interrupted our making out and whispered that we should carry on in her bedroom. That was the first time I’d seen the inside of it. We climbed into her bed and picked up where we’d left off.
We switched to the doggy-style position. Olive really liked this position, as her moans grew louder and she kept pushing back. At some point, she started touching herself, and a short while later she came, moaning loudly.
I wasn’t far off myself at that point, and I leaned forward to cup her swaying tits in my hands. They completely filled my hands and I’d actually been planning to shoot my load onto her ass. But she started pressing her ass against me. Somehow I missed the moment to pull out so I came whilst still buried deep inside her. My rum-fogged brain dampened the sensation a little, but it was a powerful orgasm. I don’t remember much of what happened after that. But I ended up crashing in Olive’s bed and didn’t wake up until the next morning with a slight hangover.
She’d only just sat up and although I was still a bit groggy, I already had a slight hard-on again. Olive’s voluptuous tits were the first thing I noticed that morning, and I couldn’t help but think of that sensational feeling. The weight of those two wonderful tits in my hands the night before.
We both greeted each other with an awkward ‘Hey’. Olive then turned away from me and seemed to be about to get up. I held her back and told her that I’d really enjoyed the night with her.
‘I enjoyed it too, I really did. But maybe we should just leave it at this one time.’
I was a bit disappointed, as I’d already been hoping that something might happen between us again. So I asked her why she felt that way.
‘Well, for one thing, I don’t want to come between you and Eve. And besides, I think we rushed things a bit last night. I suppose it was the alcohol’s fault.’
'I know, it all happened a bit quickly, that’s true. But Eve and I aren’t exclusive, you know that.'
'True. But yesterday I did things too that I never usually do the first time. After all, I let you cum inside me.'
'Ok, do you regret it? Or do we need to go to Plan B?'
'No, not that. I’m on the pill, so we're fine. I enjoyed it too… I just don’t want you to think I’m irresponsible or a slut.'
'I don’t think that at all. I think I was lucky that Eve cancelled yesterday.'
She then smiled at me and said that you really could call it luck. I drew her face down towards me and gave her a long, passionate kiss. She kissed me back intensely and our tongues immediately began dancing the tango again.
She slid back onto the bed and we started groping each other. We were both just wearing our slips and boxers, which we quickly took off. Olive was going to let me have another go, and I wasn’t about to miss out on that.
I slid between her spread legs and, this time, began by pleasuring her with my tongue. I took my time, licking her to climax with relish. She finally buried her hands in my hair and pressed her pussy against me. Moaning loudly, she came and then gasped for a moment before she could think clearly again.
I seized this opportunity to position myself on top of her and kiss her for a long time. Then I placed my cock against her pussy and slowly pushed it inside her. I then began to fuck her in missionary. She moaned into my mouth as I quickened my thrusts. Her big tits bounced back and forth which hypnotized me. I couldn’t take my eyes off them and realised how it was turning me on more and more.
In my head, I briefly debated whether I should pull out this time. But my instinct was stronger than me. I quickened my thrusts once more and then pushed my cock right back into the girl as far as it would go. Spurt after spurt, my cum left my body and fired into Olive’s pussy. I sank down onto her and felt her full breasts pressing against my chest.
All I could do was hope that Eve would let me down again at some point, so that I could meet Olive on my own.