Roommate Erotica Novels & Stories

He reached for a toilet paper on his desk and gently wiped his chest and abdomen. The thought made my nipples, still exposed in the cool air, tighten again. I hadn’t had dirty thoughts about a man other than Nathan. I certainly hadn’t ever had phone sex with anyone besides him. I felt both aroused and ashamed.

The warm, soft feeling made my whole body tremble. It felt so good. That intense wave of pleasure shot through me like electricity. I gripped the edge of the bed and swallowed hard, afraid to even make a sound. Every cell in my body felt like it was on fire. I couldn't hold back anymore. I pushed Lauren down beneath me and pressed against her with all my strength. She opened herself to me. We spent the next few hours together. When we finally stopped, it was already 3:00 am. Lauren and I fell into a deep sleep.

They were all naked, laying atop the covers, and Cathy rolled over with a groan when I opened the door. Debbie appeared to be wide awake, and was looking right at us as we entered. She opened her arms to me, beckoning. The bed looked a little crowded, but I was helpless to turn down my beautiful roommate. Debbie loves the intimacy of face-to-face, so I crawled between her legs and stretched out over her. I was still sporting most of the hard-on Amie had been so kind to bestow on me before heading out, and as I lowered myself onto her, I felt Beth's intervention, as she held my cock and rubbed the head up and down Debbie's sticky slit, before guiding me home.

He slowly led the way to the big couch, his eyes going from my boobs to the red g-string I had on. "I know you always get lost in those books of yours, don't think I haven't seen the kind of things you read.." he paused, my cheeks flushed as he made me sit on the couch. He got down on one knee in front of me, his hand still around my waist. "And I know your little head has cooked up fantasies.. fantasies of what you want to experience, of what what you want me to do to you." He paused and lowered his head to my drenched panties, taking a long, seductive whiff.

Clutching her phone, she burst into tears and ran into the bathroom. From outside, I could vaguely hear her making a complaint call. Her voice was nothing like usual—pinched and cloying, unpleasant to listen to. Grinding her teeth, Joey dropped back into her chair. The other roommate, Carmen Radler, asked worriedly, "She isn't really dating Nick, is she? We really can't afford to offend someone like him." Joey snorted. "So what if she is? We're in the right—what's there to be afraid of? Does he really think he can bend the law? We got into this university on our own merit!"

"Being a good roommate is all about rules and boundaries. And we need to establish some new rules and boundaries. From now on, you start waving that pussy around in front of me, and I'm going to fuck it. You want to leave your bedroom door open, lay naked on your bed? Fine, but I'm coming in and you're getting fucked." His hand slid back down over her ass, between her legs, feeling her wetness again. "Perfect" he muttered before moving his hand away.

I yell internally, rummaging through my bag on the center table. “Hey Leo, chill.” The voice speaks and every fiber of my body does everything but chill. The stops on their ends, pulsating, vibrating… “I’m not fucking Leo, I’m your roommate.” The light flicks on to reveal my roommate in all his glory. Buff with veined arms and a left arm filled with a tattoo sleeve, in a singlet and basketball shorts that have rent where his legs meet. A result of him strolling another man’s cock. Mine twitches in response to my thoughts.

"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.

he complained out of the blue and she could feel her face grow red. "Whatever." she hissed. "We can't be and will never be room mates." she said sternly. "Why?" he asked and she looked at him like he said the earth is flat. "Because for one, you're a guy. Two, you're annoying. Three, you're a stalker and four, you just impersonated your sister." she explained counting her fingers as she did. "Let me clear that out for you. One lots of girls have male roommates. Two, I am the list chasing person ever. Three, I'm definitely not stalking you. Fate just have a way of leading me to you." he winked at her and she rolled her eyes.

they were so many that she lost count. When she spotted a pick colored rabbit-shaped dildo, she shut her eyes and turned her head away, embarrassed. Everything inside the room screamed of sin. Pure, erotic sin which set off a throbbing feeling between her thighs. Even the pictures on the wall did little to alleviate the erotic tension in the room. Half dressed couples positioned in different sex poses, with a bountiful show of breasts and buttocks. She felt her head spinning, her thoughts swimming, and the room seemed to tilt on its axis.