My Sexy Roommate Novels & Stories

I really hope so. Etienne's apartment is beautiful.The walls were painted with grey colours and the plush carpet was jet black.Very much like the bachelor pad.He had one master bedroom, a guest room and a kitchen.The hallroom was quite spacious with minimal decoration.He was not a fan of extra decor.The hall room was connected to a beautiful balcony overlooking the city. "I have kept your clothes in my room.Come on you need rest,lets head to our room." "Our room?I'm not sleeping in the guest room?"

I could see it cos she was only clad in a bra and shorts. “Uh…hi,” I managed. She grinned and strode over, bare feet padding against the tile. “I’m Stacy. Your new roommate. Finally glad you are around, thought I was gonna be stuck here with a ghost.” She pulled me into a sudden, tight hug that smelled faintly of vanilla body spray and ramen seasoning, then pulled back to give me a slow once-over. “Cute. I like you already.” I blinked, unsure how to respond. That’s when her eyes slid past me, landing on Sean. She beamed. “Ohhh… and who is this? Damn, your brother is cute.”

"I told you earlier that they have always been more her friends than mine. And not because I don't like them, but because the ages are different and we have different ideas of what recreation, fun, is." "I see." "Last month, Alexandra told me that she was advertising for a roommate position in her apartment. That she needed someone to talk to, that she was feeling a little lonely. I guess her friends were more distractions than anything else.... And that she needed someone who really understood her. Someone besides me." Emanuele nods and drinks a glass of water while Joshua takes a breath to continue the explanation.

Another kiss landed on my neck, slow and teasing. I shivered as his tongue traced a wet line along my skin before he kissed the spot again, this time more possessive. “My roommate saw the hickey on my neck today and wouldn’t stop teasing me,” I murmured, my breath stopping when he kissed me again. I had to bite back a moan. “We should probably do something about your fucking roommate being a whole damn man,” he muttered against my neck, his hand sliding higher. I snorted. “Yeah, I could dance naked in front of Eli, and he still wouldn’t get an erection. I am not his type—but you definitely are.”

I am tired of all this. By the time the party begins, my mood is already off and doubt if I will be able to enjoy anything here. Not when my roommate's words keep playing in my damn head "I want to have a piece of my delicious snack" I can say those words had very little effect on me that time but when it comes to this time. Just me thinking about any of them makes me so horny. Amy is busy flirting with Carmela and she has no idea what I am going through right now. I decide that one way I have to be steady during this party is first of all have to sort myself once again. Yes..I have been doing that the whole week with my Mind on my hot roommate.

Tatiana was alarmed to see me. Tahlia had not assigned me any tasks, so I switched to polite mode. “Hello, Tatiana,” I said sweetly with a little curtsy. I could see her face slowly twist, and she seemed angry. “Fake! You’re so fake! Urgh!” “Tatiana, what are you talking about?” An elderly lady with a cane appeared from behind her. She squinted at me and pulled out her reading glasses. “And who is this?” “Grandma, this is my friend, Yvonne Zane. I switched dorms, and she’s my new roommate.”

"Who's this?" The little red head dipped under his chin, and reached up to smack his arm with vengeance. It was cute, that she thought she was scary, and he simply waited for her to introduce him. Curious what she would say. "This is Jackson, he's our new roommate, Randy invited him." She said it simply, and Jackson felt oddly disappointed. Well, that was lame. He always liked a little spice. Leaning his elbows down over her chair, with arms cradled innocently on either side of her silky strands, he cooed. "Don't let the princess fool you, I'm also her very, very, best friend. Why, we're almost inseparable now."

The sexy woman could still hear me moan quite fondly, which made me rattle and had her give me fuller licks too. My entire body already felt to be submerged in sweat, and my heart seemed to be prepping itself to break free. Although, there was no way I was about to stop her because the pleasure was only going up, so I placed my hands back on her head. "Wow, you're perfect," I let out, rubbing it. "My lips have never felt this good before in my life. I don't even know what to make of you." "I'm just your hot new roommate, I'm not a sexual angel," she informed me, letting a couple of fingers into my slit.

We lay there for a while, her gloved hand gently stroking my spent cock, when my phone suddenly lit up on the nightstand. It was a text from my roommate, who was supposed to be out of town for the weekend. Roommate: Hey man, plans changed. I’m coming home tonight. I will be there in 15 minutes. Siren read the message and let out a low, dangerous laugh. She looked at me, still naked and covered in our combined fluids, then at the front door. “Fifteen minutes,” she purred, straddling me again, guiding my sensitive cock back toward her cum-filled pussy. “That’s just enough time for one more lesson.”

Oh god, she really did lead another life and who was I kidding, I was probably the side piece. “I kind of have a roommate.” Marissa continued. “Babe! Don’t fucking scare me like that.” “What?” She asked, getting worried. “When you paused like that I thought you were going to say something serious. Like you weren’t actually a lesbian or something and that you actually had a husband and that I was some kind of experimental homewrecker. But a roommate. Who cares? I had a roommate until like last year.” “So it doesn’t...bother you?” She asked.