Roommates

I, the little dainty room, didn’t even hesitate…

Bison, my roommate’s oddly named boyfriend, had spent the night last night at our place, and when she got up and got ready in the morning to head for work, I made my move while he was sleeping in bed.

I snuck in, slide under the covers, and slinked up close to him as if I was her.

Bison was stark naked and the hard golden body, perfect for me, heavenly gently with each simple breath, and then the smell of him, his musk beneath the sheets, began to intotoxicate me.

I could tell by the look of his thick morning wood that my room didn’t fuck him last night, otherwise his cock wouldn’t be so impecccably stiff, and yearning.

I’ve heard my room fucking men before through the thin walls of our adjoining rooms, and even though my roommate was a general lover, I knew deep down that she was only in it for herself.

With the countless men I had seen my roommate breeze through, unsatisfied, I thought, this cock, I knew, I could personally do justice.

Moving on…

I was within a tongue’s reach of Bison’s gorgeous rod, so close I felt the heat wafting my way as I prowled and hunted the meat jutting beneath the sheets.

My slender frame resembled my rooms in build, but not in bust. We shared our mother’s pearl-shaped hips, yes, but her breasts were way too big for a petite girl of her size.

As I made my move, I prayed Bison wouldn’t notice it was me in time to stop this urge I had to please a cock such as Bison promoted.

Quickly, I wrapped my gothic black painted lips over the bulbous head, then carefully began to suck, coaxing gently, pulling softly, taking my time before I got down the base of it all.

For a young sissy such as myself, the boys in prison would say I have pretty mouth, and this was true; my mouth definitely had it’s uses.

I opened wide, and without his cock touching my lips, I delved deep down, feeling my throat filling up asI touched my nose to his close-cut pubes, and then grasped the base of his cock with my lips, and slowly pulled back, getting as much saliva on his cock as I could.

Bison moaned in his sleep, and shifted his hips to push his cock up further. He must really think I was my roommate, I thought, as I continued to suck and penetrate my mouth and throat. His cock must have been seven inches long, and as thick as an overgrown zucchini, but my mouth was more than trained, and thus prepared.

As I blew Bison under the covers, I heard him cooing, “Dang, baby, that feels good… Oh man, good morning to me! I thought you had to work today?” he breathed.

I said nothing. I just kept sucking his cock as if I was my roommate, burrowing his husky meat as deep as it would go.

He quit talking at that point, and I could tell he was enjoying this little quiet time between “my roommate” and himself, which made me smile inside.

I imagined all he would see was a head bobbing upand down beneath the sheets, which was exactly what I wanted. I wanted him to think it was my roommate sucking his cock, and not the little fantasizing sissy-boy that I was.

“Dang, girl, get it mama,” he moaned. “Just like that. Whew! You know what daddy likes. Shit!”

“Mhmm,” I moaned, doing the best impression of my roommate that I could do. It was convincing.

Bison said, “Oh, so you know what daddy likes, huh?”

“Mhmmm,” I moaned, his cock deeper into my salivating mouth. I didn’t let up my pace either. I kept bobbing up and down, solely focused on this cock I thought of for weeks now pumping my throat, teaching me to suck cock better…

“Oh, baby, I’m about burst. You ready for it?” he groaned.

I felt his body tense up, and then feel his hands on my sheet covered head, gripping for something to hold onto as he fired shot after shot of warm delicious cream into my mouth.

I had to keep swallowing to keep from choking. Plus, I didn’t want to lose a single drop of this hot gift of his.

“Damn, girl. That was insane. You were holding out me haven’t you,” he chuckled. “Lemme see your sexy little face.”

Bison lifted the covers and saw me smiling at him, a rope of come hanging off my bottom lip.

Bison jolted back in shock.

“What the fuck? Matty?” He bellowed. “What the fuck are doing?”

“You wanted your cock sucked. So, I sucked it for you,” I innocently said.

“Yo, where the hell your roommate at?”

“She left for work. So, I thought I’d give a nice morning blow job. Your cock was hard so I thought I’d put my girlish mouth to use.” I just smiled, all giddy, and girly as can be.

“This ain’t right, Matty,” Bison said as he scooted back, and climbed out bed. “You have to go.”

I gazed at his long, lean body, up and down. He was so full of muscle and tattoos, dense and rippling; his cocking dribbling a little come still; his face a mask of confusion, all of which I adored.

I roseup onto a cock sucking kneeing position on the bed. “Why?” I batted me eyes. “It sounded to me like you enjoyed my mouth,” I teased. “In fact, I can taste that you did…”

“Matty, get out.” Bison pointed at the door, all authoritative like. “This ain’t…,” the surprised man began, but then stopped short.

Bison hadn’t really gotten a good look at me, but now that he was ogling me in this pose, he hesitated.

My hair was in two braids rested over my shoulders astride my lightly donated up face, and little dark freckles, my big green eyes alit, and my gothic-colored lips still wet and yearning.

I looked to Bison like a successful college goth school girl, dark and lost, as if I hated my parents, and wanted to get back at them by needing a man to hit me a ride out of town…

Like a sexy little thing you’d pick up off the highway, who’s not looking for trouble, and who’s willing, and just ever so grateful for your assistance that they’d blow you while you drive; let you fuck them at the truck stop in gratitude…

I was a goth boy by nature, but as a girl I was a little gothic slut.

I wore a pleated black leather skirt, blood red thigh high socks, a see-through nylon blouse with a lacy black brassiere beneath, and high-heeled witch’s ankles boots.

“Ain’t what?” I said, inching forward with my mouth open to take another sip of his glorious cock.

Bison backed up. “I can’t fuck my roommate’s friend.”

“What if I wasn’t her little roommate, though?” I said, eyeing him closely. “What if I was just a dream you were having where you can do anything you want, for as long as you want, and wherever you want to put that big cock of yours?”

I peered up into his wandering eyes.

Bison was really contemplating about this.

“What then?” I asked, scooting closer to the edge of the bed.

“You want a taste of this cock, Matty, is that what you’re asking for?”

“No, I’m not asking,” I grinned, gazing downand noticing his cock was getting hard again. I looked back up at him. “I’m begging…”

Bison grinned. “I’ll fuck you sideways. You don’t even know what I can do.”

“Can you give it me better than you give my roommate?”

“Your roommate?” he balanced.

“Yeah, can you give that thing to me harder, rougher, right up my tiny boy-hole harder than you give it to my roommate?” I was practically licking my lips at this point.

Bison was grinning, but that said little. His hardening cock was doing all thinking for him at this point. I watched, amazing as it grew and grew. I could see that his body knew what he wanted.

“What do I get in return for fucking you?” he asked, all business-like.

“A secret little fuck-buddy for life,” I promised. “Any time you want a blow job, and I don’t care if you’re at a card game, and you want me sucking you off underneath the table… I don’t care if you’re friends want a piece of me, too. I don’t care when, or where. I will show up, ready for a cock in my mouth, and especially my ass. There’s no, “Or”. Understood?”

“Holy shit…” Bison marveled. “You for real, aren’t you?”

“Try me. Find out,” I said.

I spun around and positioned myself on all fours at the edge of the bed, presenting myself to Bison. My cute, plump boy ass, as pearl shaped hips as wide, and ass as juicy as my rooms, right there before him, ripe and ready for a deep tissue fuck.

I knew Bison would take the bait.

I felt his strong hands exploring my ass beneath the leather skirt. Then, he just flipped the skirt over my cheeks, and I knew he would be in for a big surprise.

“Whoa,” he gasped, seeing the butt plug that was inside of my boy-hole the entire time. “Damn, girl, you know how to stay ready for a man, don’t you?”

“I told you. And believe me, I always keep my promises,” I said. “Now pull out that plug, and fuck me harder than you fuck my roommate.”

“No problem there,” he chuckled. “She won’t even suck my cock some nights. Practically have to beg. It’s bull shit sometimes.”

“I know. And she’s a bad, bad girl for it. She needs to be punished,” I said. “You deserve to have that big cock sucked every single day of your life,” I said.

“Amen, girl,” Bison admitted.

“That’s what I’m here for…”

I feel Bison reach under me, and Grasp my small cock and massage it until it was getting erect. With his other hand he grabbed the end of the plug in my ass and, twisting slowly, carefully pried it free.

“Damn,” Bison moaned. “You’re so tight your ass didn’t want to let it go.”

Then the plug came out.

I gasped, feeling freedom in a sense that would soon be replaced with the real thing. But the plug slide out of me with slight whisper of a pop, and I felt fresh air slither into my gaped hole.

“Look at the fucking ass,” Bison admitted. His voice sounded awestruck.

“I’m gonna stuff you up, girl.”

“Like a fucking pig,” I moaned, feeling his hands still fondling my cock and balls.

“You want to be face down on something?” he asked.

“No,” I moaned. “I want to scream.”

Bison chuckled at that, and then he didn’t hold back. He took that big cock of his, slip in slowly, filling my boy-hole to the max.

I bit my lip as I could feel the thick member digging deeper inside of me, as if he was trying to excavate something deep from within me.

It felt delicious.

Then, the golden man took one of my wrists, and twisted it behind my back, and held it in the small of my back, pinning it there as he began to pick up his rhythm, and really started to fuck me relentlessly; slapping my ass hard, too, gripping hair, arching my back; fucking destroying me, and yes I fucking screamed so loud in my roommate’s small bedroom that I Thought the neighbors might call the cops.

But I loved that. Fuck it, call them, I thought, as Bison pummeled and fucked my miniscule little boy-hole with such fury, I thought he was going to tear me open.

Suddenly, Bison yanked his cock out of my boy-hole, and without question I spun around on all fours and started sucking that thick ass cock, jerking myself at the same time, until once again I felt his body tensed, and I knew I was about to savor that creamy see again when —

Shit!

The bedroom door opened

“What the fuck are you doing?!” I heard my roommate scream.

Bison panicked, but I didn’t.

I kept sucking that fat wet cock.

I knew from roommate’s point of view that she would see my gaped boy-hole, my girl attire, my nylons, my heels, my skirt, and my cock and balls swinging as I bobbed rampantly up and down on Bison’s throbbing rod.

I looked back at my roommate, and smiled, keeping Bison’s cock in my mouth, and sucking as I smiled. I winded.

“I thought you went to work?” Bison said, tingling as he was being sucked off.

“I forget my fucking purse,” she cursed. “So what? You fuck boys now? Is that’s what’s up?”

“I can explain, I… oh shit!” Bison gripped my head as he fired his hot spunk down my throat, double forward as he fired shot after shot of scalding issue down my throat, of which I happily swallowed; for the second time this morning.

I pulled off the trembling cock, licking my lips as I turned back to my roommate with a grin.

“Hey, roomie,” I smiled.

“Fuck you,” she shouted.

“Fuck me? No, no, no,” I giggled. “Bison and I are going to fuck you?”

“What?”

I peered up at Bison, batting my eyes, and I said sufficiently. “Tie her up. Let’s have some fun with her before we leave.”

“Leave?”

“You own me now. I’m leaving with you.”

“For real?” he hesitated.

I slapped his hard cock once.

“Ow!” he bellowed.

“Yes,” I reminded. “You’re my master.” And then I smiled, and repeated. “Use your strength and tie her up. I wanna see you fuck her harder than you fucked me.”

Bison grinned at me;he knew the game I was playing. He turned to my roommate, who stood glaring at him with her hands on her wholesome hips, the voluptuous woman looking sleep and professional in the tight skirt, and blouse and heels of a young paralegal.

“You are not fucking tying me up, Bison. Do you understand me? This shit is over. Get the fuck out of my house, and you!” she pointed at me. “You can get the fuck out of here too; do you hear me you little slut boy? You’re fucking out of here.”

Bison went to my roommate’s dresser drawers, and drew out a pair of panties, and several long sport socks, and then approached her.

“Stay the fuck away from me, do you hear me!” she hollered.

Bison pounded. He snagged my roommate, and throw her up against the wall, and got to work. She hollered and wailed and I was impressed with how eager and efficient he was at binding and gagging a woman.

He took her down to the floor, and bound her wrists behind her back with one of the long socks, cinching the soft knots tightly. Then, he forced her panties into her mouth, and wrapped a sock around her face, jamming the panties deeper into her big mouth. Now she was good a gagged. He moved down to the ankles, crossed them, and quickly tied them together with ease.

I just watched – enjoying the show. The big juicy woman never had a chance against those powerful arms. All in all, it took Bison about three minutes to subdue her.

As if she weighed nothing, Bison hoisted my room into the air, and heaved her over his shoulder. She shrieked in shock, suddenly seeing her bedroom floor upside down like that.

I slide off the bed, and sat in a chair in the corner of the room, crossing my legs and waiting to see what was going to happen next.

Bison carried a few steps to the bed, and dropped her bound and gagged ass on the plus mattress. She bounced helped, whimpering in muffled shock behind the gag, fearing what was happening, and trying to roll over ontoher back to witness what was coming next.

The fear in eyes was delicious to me.

I observed, like a little slutty puppet master, as Bison raised her skirt above her plump ass, exposing her cheeky lace panties, and to my surprise, nude thigh high stockings, and began spanking her bare ass rugged.

The panties she wore were indeed a little too sexy for a paralegal, thin, too, and did nothing to protect her rump from consistent salvo of blows that Bison was currently delivering her. Her cries and whimpers echoed wall to wall.

I was getting hard just to listening to her begs and pleads behind the gag, the squealing and squirming as she tried shimmy herself away, but Bison held her in place firmly. She was undeniably helpless, and with her big ass up in the air, wiggling, and trying to escape each blow, I got even harder.

Bison tore her thong apart, and jammed his face between her two fleshy mounds, and starting to eat out her pussy from behind, and to the pointwhere her moans had changed from innocent damsel in distress to a lustful croon of unexpected pleasure, as if she was beginning to want this even more…

“Do you want a piece of this?” he asked me.

“No, sir. I just want to watch you give her a rough fucking. Take all your anger out on her, and don’t hesitate.”

My roommate glared at me, and grown like a caged beast, but as Bison delved back into her vagina she relented and the moaning growing even louder.

I grinned at her, and said, “Honey, you have a hot thick cock at your disposal for daily use, and you choose to neglect it, keep him hard, keep him wanting, like a fucking dog.” I shook my finger at her. “Not today. Today, he’s going to get what’s owed. And that little asshole of yours is going to pay back that debt.”

She grimaced, and tried to curse me through the gag, but it was mumbled jargon, and hardly worth hearing.

I looked to Bison. “Fuck her,” I said. “Teach her a lesson. Maybe then she’ll understand.”

Bison didn’t hesitate. He brought forth his rigid rod, pulsating with veins, smoking with eagerness.

Bison drove straight into her asshole without delay!

My roommate screamed a muffled scream through the gag as her beautiful little asshole swallowed that thick cock.