If you've ever read my stories or chatted with me, you know how much I love doing bad things. All my life I've always done things I shouldn't have done. Even as a child I would purposely do the opposite of what I knew was right. It is such a rush. Nothing beats the feeling of doing something wrong, except getting fucked obviously.
But join the two together? Uff, I can't even tell you the feeling. Now, as a nineteen-year-old college girl, I'm exactly the same when it comes to sex. Whenever I'm seriously "talking" or "dating" a guy, I can't help but want his best friend, brother, cousin or anything else that I shouldn't have.
Honestly, it's probably a problem that I should be working on the repair, but I'm leaving so much, it's hard to stop. However, I recently became a freshman in a "respected" university. I like it here, it's nice to be away from my psychopathic family.
The first two weeks I had left my dormitory door open to meet new people, and one of the guys I met introduced me to my boyfriend. We have been dating for four months now and I am insanely happy with him. We both play video games and love to fuck. There's only one problem ... his fucking housemate. His name is Cody.
She has this deep and sexy voice, which makes me want to die every time I hear her. He is shorter than my boyfriend, but he is more built. He is tanned with brown hair like me, but has the bluest eyes I've ever seen. What really drives me crazy is that he makes no effort to flirt with me. While all my boyfriend's other friends try to put my pants on, every time my boyfriend looks the other way, Cody doesn't.
I know, (or at least I hope), however, he wants me, because he always drops these suggestions or jokes that I lie in bed thinking ALWAYS. For example, one evening we were all at my boyfriend's house drinking, talking about how they heard me and my boyfriend having sex through the walls, and Cody drops "Yes, it's nice that I go to my room and let myself go go while I'm doing it. " When he says things like that he drives me crazy. And it doesn't help at all that my boyfriend told me he used to masturbate with my photos.
And when it comes to having sex, once I make the decision I want to fuck a guy, I can't stop thinking about it. I think of fucking him in the classroom when I'm in the shower, and I even dream of fucking him. I'm obsessed with it. I need to conquer the desire, to get what I want.
What I need. Anyway, there is my little prequel, let's go now. I am in my boyfriend's bed, lying naked next to him playing with his hair and basking in my glow after sex. He fucks me pretty well, but I won't lie, it's not the best.
It gave me my first orgasm though. "Child, I can't get enough of your fucking pussy." He moans as he rubs my finger up and down my crack. I laugh and stretch out, before getting up and going to the bathroom. I am surprised in the mirror and stop to look at myself. My black hair is tangled and messy from the cock, and I take a hickey that starts to form on my neck.
The tits of my C cup are cheering up and I see that my pussy is a little swollen. I run my hands over the tanned skin and the navel ring; I hear Cody coughing in the next room and I feel the chills. I wonder if he listened to us? I hope he did. I made sure I was stronger for him. When I go back to the room my boyfriend is getting dressed and looking for something under the covers and clothes, probably his shirt.
"Where are you going?" I ask, as I get on the bed and roll up between the sheets. "Cam and some of the guys go out, they asked me to come. Are you nice to be here alone until I come back?" "Yes." I sigh and roll my eyes. God, I hate when he leaves me. I am so bored.
I decide it would be better to get some sleep, and I turn around and hide my face in the pillow, while I hear him close the door. - My eyes aren't open but I know it's him. I feel it run my hands over my body and stop on my tits.
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He begins to rub them and I feel him press his hard cock against my pussy. Kiss my nipples and start sucking them while I breathe heavily. I want to touch him, beg him to fuck me, but I can't move or speak. The zipper of the pants opens.
My eyes open. I am sweating. I look around and feel close to me, but nobody is there. It is dark and after a look at the clock I see that it is one in the morning.
I feel between my legs and I realize that I have literally drenched the bed with moisture on my part. I couldn't have imagined it, it was too real. I slowly get out of bed and walk to the door. I slam the door knob, and it's incredibly locked.
I just dreamed it. It seemed so real to me that my head is literally spinning. I need water.
I open the door and go to the kitchen. All lights are turned off except the soft TV light. I'm walking up to the closet to get a cup when I hear what I can only describe as a gasp from behind me. I turn around and see Cody standing with a beer staring at my naked body.
He must have drunk when he saw me because he had literally dripped on his chin as if he had suffocated him. "Oh, my God! I'm so sorry." I say, hurrying to put one hand on my boobs and the other to cover my pussy. "I just thought you were going out with them, if I had any ideas, I wouldn't have ..." I stopped because he was staring at me with ... horror? huh? confusion? I don't know, but she was literally looking at me like I was her dead grandmother, risen from the grave with a plate of fucking cookies in her hand. He didn't say anything yet but looked at me, so I quickly turned out of the kitchen and ran to my boyfriend's room.
"Holy shit. Holy. Shit.
Santa. Mother. Screwed. Shit. "I kept running through my head in a constant cycle with other vulgarities.
I fell face down on the bed and tried to refrain from shouting. My emotions and hormones were in a battle from hell, and poured out of me like the damned Niagara Falls. I needed to masturbate, scream, cry and run in a circle at the same time. My adrenaline was plummeting, and I was so wet it dripped down my leg. My body was screaming at me to turn around and go back in there and get fucked.
Difficult. I just have to talk to him, that's what I said to myself. I have to get dressed and talk to him rationally, and we can laugh about it.
I get up and quickly put on the white T-shirt without a bra, because at this point I don't really care if she sees my nipples and my pair of denim shorts that I had worn. "You can do it. You will walk out there and leave this embarrassing situation behind." I tell myself. And with that pep speech in mind, I go out the door and check the living room and kitchen, but neither is he. It must be in his room.
About ten and fifteen minutes have passed since our little "experience". I see the light on in her room and the doors broken, then I walk towards the door and open it. "Hey Cody, I just wanted ..." But I can't even finish my sentence, the words get trapped in my throat. Cody is on the bed, his shirt and jeans still on, but his jeans are open and his cock is out and furiously detached. I remain with my mouth open and I feel my panties flooding and a heat wave passes through me.
He quickly pulls the blanket over him, but it's too late. I feel an adrenaline rush and ecstasy, knowing that he was making fun of me. He wants me. I made him do this.
None of us say anything, so I go up to his bed and climb on it, removing the covers. His cock is huge, perhaps the largest I've ever seen. And oh god, the thickness of it. I am breathless and a small moan comes out.
"Tayler, stop." Cody says, without moving. "Do you really want me to do it?" I whisper, dragging my hand over his right leg and his cock. He doesn't say anything but looks at me, so I bow my head down until my mouth is right above his cock. He moves to stop me, but I slide my tongue up and down his rod, and immediately groans and leans back.
I go down slowly, twirling my tongue around the head of his cock, moaning, as I try to keep myself from jumping off one leg. I can't get it in my throat, it's too big, but I go as far as possible and go back up, while I gently rub my balls. I start sucking him faster, moaning and unable to stop myself from rubbing my pussy against her leg.
"Oh fuck." He moans and I feel his cock start throbbing. Really, already? I can't help feeling a little disappointed, but then it broke away before I entered. It explodes in my mouth and I swallow everything, sucking it on my head until I can pull it out. Waiting for him to stop, I start to step back, but he grabs me abruptly by the shirt and takes it off me. I take his jeans and he starts sucking on my hard nipples as I try to pull my jeans down.
Cody pulls back and tears off his shirt before pushing me down onto my back. I look at him, I bite my lip and he growls and practically rips my shorts. He puts his cock against my crack, and slaps his cock against my clit, and I can't help screaming and screaming.
"God, I always knew you were a dirty girl." He says as he slams his cock into my pussy. I scream and arch my back trying to rub his cock against every wall inside me. He takes my hair and starts fucking me hard, making my tits bounce.
"Say my name." He says. But I was fucked so well that I literally can't get the words out of my mouth, I'm so close to orgasm. "I SAID, SAY MY NAME." She screams, smacking my tits.
"OH FUCK, Codddy." I scream as I start to jump on his cock, having the best orgasm of my fucking life. I feel my moisture dripping from my pussy, and he starts to fuck me even harder, banging his huge cock inside me. I'm screaming and asking him not to stop, and he grabs my back and pulls me on him.
I am weak to my orgasm, but I start riding him looking at his fucking face and sexy body. "Oh, you can do better." He says grabbing my hips and forcing me to fuck him faster. I feel his cock stretching me and rubbing against everything inside me, and I know I'll be back to orgasm.
"Fuck, Cody, please." Please, and he puts his thumb on my clitoris and starts rubbing it quickly. My orgasm makes me tremble and scream and I feel that tears start to fall on my cheeks. I see him start fighting and I know he's trying to hold back on cumming. But I start to quickly grind his cock, rubbing my tits and looking him in the eyes, while I moan and bounce up and down.
"FUCK." He screams as I feel his cock start shooting inside me. Try to push me away, but I want his sperm inside me. I need it.
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I press my legs against hers and feel it fill up until it drips. We turn around and lie down trying to catch our breath. His cock is still in me, now it becomes soft and surrounded by our sperm. That's when I turn around and see my boyfriend standing in the doorway, holding a cigarette.
My heart goes down and says, "Good to know, everything went according to plan, Cody. But now it's my turn."
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