My Sexy Roommate Novels & Stories

She shouted tightening the hold on the knot of her bathrobe. " You are here baby girl. Oh God thank you so much! By the way, you are looking so----- "Just get the hell out of my room." She yelled again "Why should I go out of here, this is my room too." He said calmly. "What do you mean?" She asked, confused "WE ARE ROOMMATES, BABY GIRL." ********************* He is JAXON WILSON, the bad boy. . . She is SAMARA GRAY, the good girl.

"Um, that..." He scratched the back of his neck. "Actually, I wanted a boy to be my roommate," he admitted, awkwardly smiling. But the girl just blinked and blinked before asking, "boy?" in a very blank voice. Then she lowered her gaze to him. His entire body came to a halt just below his waist. His face flushed and he coughed to get her attention, but she was still staring at him. "So, I can't give you the room," he said again to refocus her attention on his face. He'd never seen such an openly gay girl staring at a man.

“Neither, she is two he’s, one is okay, and the other—we have history.” “Why did you room with him?” “Long story, my roommate backed out at the last minute and they were the only people I could find that were looking.” I frowned at how downhill this had went since I moved in. I’d thrown tea at his head, kissed the hades out of him, and the worst part was that I wanted it. Needed it. I’d thought about how his kiss compared to Kings the entire night—it didn’t compare. Maverick was rough, handsy and took what he wanted.

Lily posted on Instagram with the title: [I Kindly Lent My Luxuries to a Roommate, and Never Expected She'd Steal My Identity Too!] The post was a mix of pictures and text, featuring screenshots from Scarlett's secret account, a record of her borrowing items, and the broadcast we had recorded about her online romance. [She's a so-called "poor student," and I, being the nice person I am, lent her all sorts of luxury items whenever she asked. But what I didn't know was, she was running a fake account, showing off her supposed wealth.]

“Let me teach you a few positions that make it easier to get pregnant. First, you do this, and then…” Annette’s face turned bright red as she listened, her wide eyes glistening with a mixture of embarrassment and fascination. She nodded absentmindedly, clearly overwhelmed. After sharing her “tips,” Rachel told Annette to take a shower, saying she’d help her with makeup once she was back so they could head out for Annette’s debut as a “lucky charm.” While they were busy, I used the downtime to post a question on the university’s online forum: "Urgent! My roommate is selling herself and dragging another roommate into it. What should I do?"

“Nothing to do with your terrifyingly hot roommate, then?” My pen froze mid-stroke. “What?” She smirked, slow and knowing. “Please. Everyone’s seen you two. You’re like the setup for a terrible rom-com. Brooding quarterback and coffee-shop softboy. Sparks practically shoot out of your doorway every time one of you walks in.” Heat crawled up my neck and bloomed across my cheeks. “You’re hallucinating. Probably a side effect of eating mystery meat every day.” Jamie snorted but—mercifully—let it drop. I shoved my notes into my bag with more force than necessary, chest tight. If even Jamie had noticed the tension leaking out of our room like smoke…

“I was worried that you’d run into danger if I left you alone here. What do I find instead? You’re flirting around!” It was Caleb. His first words might have sounded like concern. But what danger could I possibly face on campus? Moreover, David was also my roommate. How could this possibly be counted as flirting? “He’s domineering and controlling!” I thought bitterly. David gave Caleb a ghost of a smile as he looked at him. Their eyes met for a few seconds before David turned to me. “Keep the ointment with you. Remember to apply it a few more times.” I kept quiet. I was worried that Caleb would think up another punishment for me.

" In an instant, her face went bright red as though she was being strangled. There was a series of mocking chuckles coming from the other end of the call. Theo was not the only person who heard her emotional speech. "I know that girl. She's always trying to seduce guys left and right. She's positively starving for a man's affection." "She's so manipulative and ugly. I knew she was rather sick in the head, but I didn't think she'd be like this while acting all meek and fragile in public." "What rotten luck to have such a roommate."

Marcus pulled out of my mouth and painted my tits and face with thick ropes of cum. I lay there in the middle of the bed, exhausted, trembling, leaking cum from my pussy, ass, and mouth. My body was covered in sweat and their seed. Ryan stroked my hair gently, almost tenderly, as I tried to catch my breath. “You’re our roommate slut now,” he whispered, voice dark with possession. “This apartment belongs to us… and so do you. Ready for the next level?”

, he shouted. Such audacity!!. My eyes stayed locked on him as he talked. He walked out angrily after ranting and Jeremiah followed seconds after. Oh well I guess I'll just till Rebecca, my room mate to use her vibrator on me for premium satisfaction. Rebecca and I were friends from the first day I started college. We became room mates and whenever we were horny, we satisfied each other. She has fucked almost all the guys on campus but she'd never dare come close to one of my partners.