“My boyfriend is way too big,” my roommate said, shaking her head. “I know I shouldn’t complain, but sometimes I just don’t want to do the work, you know?”
“I have no idea what you mean,” I said, looking up at her. I knew she had a boyfriend, and he seemed like a nice guy, but I had no idea he was packing something impressive down there. “How big is it?”
Zoe had the good sense to blush, but she moved over to my bed and grabbed my arm. She put a finger by my wrist, then slid another up my arm almost to my elbow. Then she looked at me.
“About like that. He says it’s ten inches. All I know is it’s huge.”
“That’s so not fair,” I said, staring at my arm and her hands. “I would kill for something like that.”
“Don’t be silly; you don’t have to kill anyone. Paul is a friendly guy, and I’m not a jealous person. Besides, if you can handle him, it might take the pressure off me.”
“Don’t tease me,” I said, slapping her playfully. The truth was I had been getting myself off thinking about Mr. Banks–the fucking pervert–and I hadn’t been fucked in a while. If her boyfriend was that gifted, I would pounce on him in a heartbeat whether she offered or not.
“I’m not!” She said. “You’re my roommate, we share everything. Besides, it’s not that serious. We hooked up during orientation, and we never bothered to break up. He’s sweet and fun, and he doesn’t call me at two in the morning asking where I am like some ex-boyfriends of mine.”
“Well, you don’t have to ask me twice,” I said.
The truth is, I had no idea if she was playing with me or if she was sincerely just the nicest girl in the world. So when Paul walked into our door room the following night with a bottle of Jack Daniels, I offered to give them some space.
“What? No, you have to stay,” Zoe told me. And then she winked so not-subtlety that I nearly laughed. I didn’t have anything better to do anyway, and since there was a possibility she meant everything she said, I sat my ass back down like the good slut that I was.
We started drinking and dancing and generally hanging out and having a good time. Paul was sweet; she wasn’t wrong about that. He was tall and thin and handsome in a nerdy sort of way. And he didn’t seem bothered at all to be sandwiched between two girls dancing in a dorm room the size of a large closet.
“It’s getting hot, isn’t it?” Zoe said, dragging me away from him for a moment. “Here, this is better.”
And just like that she unbuttoned my shirt and threw it onto her bed before pulling her t-shirt off. I was wearing a bra, but my roommate was tits out in a heartbeat. So, without much thought, I pulled mine off and joined her topless as we moved back to dancing.
So to speak.
The second we joined Paul his hands were all over his girlfriend, and as they kissed in front of me, I wondered once more if I should leave.
That question was answered when she turned her boy around, pushed him to me, and then watched as we kissed. I was startled at how quickly it happened, but I wasn’t going to tell him no. He was a good kisser which was a pleasant surprise and two minutes into it I fell back onto the bed as he stood over me looking down. Zoe sat next to me, took my hand in hers and smiled.
“Take off your shirt for us,” she said, rubbing a foot up his leg. Paul did the worst strip tease ever, but he stopped with his belt undone and his jeans open. He looked down at his girlfriend with a question in his eye.
“Let Sarah do it, Daddy,” she said, sliding to the floor and pulling me with her. I knelt next to the bed, and I didn’t need much encouragement. I reached up, pulled his zipper down, and then slowly slid those jeans off him until his dick sprung free.
And that was when I realized that while Mr. Banks was a bigger man than my dear Lars, he had nothing on Paul. Only partially hard, his cock looked gigantic, and my mouth was watering as I wrapped a hand around it. If this was nine inches, then the perv was only seven at the most. And my god was this one thick.
“Our little Sarah is a size queen,” she said, reaching up and grabbing his dick as well. “I told you she’d like it, Daddy. Didn’t I do good?”
“You’re so good, Babygirl,” he whispered, touching her hair gently. Even from my position on the floor, they were impossibly cute.
And then, before I could say anything, she pushed my head down until my mouth was on him, and I was desperately sucking my roommate’s boyfriend’s cock as he grew hard in my mouth.
And my god did he grow.
He pushed me down as Zoe cheered me on, and I took as much of that beast as I could. I could feel my body responding instantly, and I was soaking wet by the time he was fully hard. Looking up, I could see his shy smile and his look of complete joy and adoration. He wasn’t some old man looking to get laid; he was just a nice guy with a huge cock who was happy to be there.
“Do you want to fuck him?” Zoe asked, pushing my head down. “Do you want to fuck my Daddy’s big cock? Huh, you little whore? Tell him. Tell him what you want!”
“You two are such perverts!” I said, drool spilling down my chin. “But yeah. I want it so badly.”
“Tell him.”
“Paul, I want you to fuck me so badly. Please, can I have this? It’s so big. Please?”
“Babygirl, your roommate is amazing,” he said with a kind laugh. “I think I like her.”
“Get up,” she said, once more directing me. She stood me up and pushed me onto the bed, and before I knew what was happening the girl had my shorts undone and was pulling them off. I lay back in just my underwear as big Paul stood over me, and Zoe sat on the bed watching me.
“Finger yourself for him,” she whispered, grabbing the bottle of Jack and taking a bit swig. “Finger your pussy and show my Daddy where you want it.”
To say that I was a desperate little monster would be an understatement. As Paul jerked himself off in front of me, I slid my panties to one side, and start to rub my pussy without once looking away from him. I opened my legs wide and kept on going as he loomed over me.
“Take her panties off,” Zoe begged as he leaned forward. Just as Paul reached down and tore the pink cotton off me, she poured the bottle of Jack down my throat. I coughed but I kept on drinking because suddenly he was between my legs and neither of us had a damn thing between us other than wet skin and a hard cock.
“This is so fucking hot,” Zoe said watching him slide me back on the bed as he knelt between my legs. “I’ve never watched anyone get fucked before. And you want it so badly it’s adorable. Do you want to fuck my roomie, Daddy? Do you want to give her what she wants? Do you think she can take it?”
“She’s so pretty,” he said, rubbing himself against my open lips. “And she’s desperate for it.”
“What do you want?” Zoe asked, leaning in and grabbing his dick. She put the head against me, rubbing my wetness onto him as she made him answer.
“I want to fuck her,” he said, pushing an inch into me. “I want to fuck her so hard, Babygirl.”
I’ll never forget that moment.
It’s burned into my memory, and it’s both sweet and hot and so different from my first time that I love it even more. She held his cock, he braced himself above me, and I opened my pussy with two fingers as I begged him to fuck me already.
And then he did. Zoe told him to do it, it was clear what I wanted, and in one long thrust, the handsome boy pushed that big beautiful cock inside me until I screamed.
If Mr. Banks had stretched me open and filled me up, this was something else entirely. My cunt was split, my body full, and as he started to move, I began to come. Just like that, his big cock set me off, and Zoe laughed as I pulled her boyfriend to me and began to come around him.
“She’s such a slut!” she cried, slapping him on the ass and telling him to fo it harder. “Look at her coming on you. Do you like that, Daddy? Do you like how hot she is for you? Do you like making my slutty little roommate come with your big dick in her?”
“She’s so tight,” he said, pistoning in and out of me, his strong arms on either side of my head holding me up. I looked down, once more amazed at the visual, and he didn’t stop. Again and again, he fucked me, and then somewhere in the middle, my roommate started licking my clit.
“Shit!” I cried out as she leaned forward. He held my legs up and open, and he leaned back enough to give her room; her tongue was on me, and it was perfect. Between the two of them, I didn’t know what to do, but my entire body was doing things it had never done before. He fucked me harder, pausing only to let her suck him clean before plunging back into me. And then her mouth would return to my pussy, and I came again just like that.
Once I calmed down, Zoe told me it was her turn, and while I didn’t know what she meant, the two of them could have done anything to me they wanted to. But she lay down, her skirt long gone, and she grabbed me by the hair and pulled me to her shaved pussy as Paul got behind me. I was inches from tasting her when he slammed into me, pushing me down until I opened my mouth on a girl for the first time.
Then it was Zoe’s turn to scream as I began going to town on her, fingering her and licking her as her boyfriend fucked me. He grabbed my ass and my hips and slammed into me so hard he bruised my cervix, and still, I didn’t care. His fat cock felt incredible, and her pussy was delicious, and the two of them starting coming at the same time.
“Don’t stop baby,” she cried, pulling my hair as she clenched her thighs around my head.
“I’m coming too,” Paul said, burying himself inside me. “Oh fuck she feels so good.”
“Come in her pussy, Daddy!” Zoe cried, not letting me up long enough to breathe, let alone talk. But I kept going even as I felt him erupt within me, his cum filling me as he kept fucking me until I could feel it running out of me.
But Paul was still hard, and Zoe was still moaning, and it was all I could do focus on anything. Even with his cum in me, he kept going, and when my roommate eventually waved me off, it was only so she could sit up and push my head into the sheets as her boyfriend fucked me.
“He’s still hard,” I gasped, not understanding how it was possible.
“He needs to come at least twice,” she said, her lips against my ear. “But don’t worry, the second time takes much longer. You’re not going to be able to walk for days.”
And she wasn’t wrong.
I have no idea how long we fucked, but I moved from my back to my knees and everywhere in between. Paul fucked me in every position imaginable, and I came so many times I lost count.
I finally climbed on top of him as Zoe sat on his face, and the boy didn’t hesitate for a second. He fucked me and ate her and on and on we went in one drunken frenzy until she moved down and jerked him off with his cock still inside me. She sucked him when he popped out, and squeezed him hard before putting him back in me. With her hand around him and the other on his balls, he began to let go one last time.
He tightened and tensed and I cried out as he fucked me, his cum pumping into me for the second time that night and it was a big beautiful mess.
The night ended with more booze, and three naked bodies crammed into a twin bed with the window open. But they both kissed me, and we laughed as much as we kissed.
Sometime in the early morning, I awoke to find him over me as he pulled down the blanket. Zoe was sleeping in her bed, but he fucked me quietly, and neither of us said a word. He was quick and hard, and he kissed me so tenderly I thought I might fall for him. He pulled out when he came, and he coated my stomach, my thighs, and my pussy in the dark.
He kissed me one last time before crawling into bed with Zoe.
When I fell asleep for the second time, I was the happiest girl alive.