Roommate Erotica Novels & Stories

I slept at my friend Jessica's that night, lying there in the dark living room of her apartment, tossing and turning on the most uncomfortable futon in existence. But it wasn't the futon that was keeping me awake. It was all the thoughts and feelings that had been stirring inside me ever since this afternoon, when my roommate, Marni, burst into our dorm room and caught me masturbating.

“But I think we need to slow down a little and try something new together. Something I’ve been wanting to do with you.” She reached for the remote and turned on the large TV in their bedroom. She opened a hidden folder and selected a video. The screen lit up with two gorgeous women locked in an intense scissoring position — their pussies pressed tightly together, sliding and grinding in slow, wet circles. Their moans were loud, breathy, and real. One woman was on top, rolling her hips in perfect figure-eights while the other arched her back and gripped her thighs, their swollen clits rubbing visibly with every slippery movement.

It had been a few weeks since my roommate and I had confirmed our mutual suspicions that we like the taste of a cock, on our knees, in our mouths, or bent over and ass filled. But one particular mid-week worknight I came home a little later than normal after drinks with a client. I had a healthy buzz on and on the Uber ride home realized I was going to need some sex before bed. Traded some texts with my girl but she was already in bed with an early morning and settled for the night at her place, so I headed home. It'd have to be Reddit porn and my right hand.

he stammered, the hesitation in his voice impossible to disguise. It wasn’t really my place to pry. “Am sorry, I didn’t mean to pry into your privacy. After all, we were nothing more than roommates… and occasional fuckmates. There was no exclusivity between us,no obligations,no promises and certainly no claim over one another—nothing that justified my curiosity. Bang. Bang. Bang. Three firm knocks resonated through the apartment, shattering the uneasy silence. I instinctively lifted my head, my brows knitting together. Who on earth could that be now? I wondered.

“Three college whores turned into brainless fucktoys in under an hour. Your cunt is gripping me so fucking tight, Mia. I can feel you creaming all over my cock.” He pounded me even faster, his thick cock bullying my cervix with every thrust. “Tell me what you are,” he demanded. “I’m your dirty cumdump roommate!” I cried out between licks of Lila’s pussy. “I’m just a hole for you to fuck and breed! Please cum inside me, Sir! Fill my womb with your hot load!” Mr. Caldwell growled and suddenly pulled out of me, making me whimper at the sudden emptiness. He moved to Lila next, flipping her onto her hands and knees right beside me.

As expected, even when given another chance at life, Sia could only resort to her despicable tricks. When we shared a dorm in my previous life, she loved video calling Joel right inside the room. He was a playboy with plenty of fetishes, and to entertain him, she often took lewd photos of us after showers when we were barely dressed. She would mostly do that to me. The worst was when she deliberately video-called Joel as I was changing. She yanked my curtain open and pointed the camera at me. I slapped her phone to the ground and screamed at her, then stormed out of the dorm that very night.

"Men can be." Grace blurted up, "I know, Mom," unwilling to hear any generalization that might be forthcoming. “I have to leave.” Tomorrow is the deadline. Grace pulled herself from the call and went back to her review with a newfound resolve. She had just finished three paragraphs when Elena texted her on her phone. "How's domestic bliss with Chef Hottie? 😘" Grace gave an eye roll. "We're roommates, not newlyweds." “That does not negate how attractive he is.” "Interesting."

This morning was no different. I woke up from another erotic dreams and I was as hard as a steal. The main star of my dreams was - drum roll please- Rachel. I know, weird right? We couldn't stand each other outside these walls, but still I lusted after her. Fine, it wasn't only in my dreams. But give me a break. It's not my fault she was going around the house in some really short shorts and tank tops that hide close to nothing. She was gorgeous in her casual clothes to be honest.

In the second place, they just didn’t smell very sexy. In fact, they smelled like ass, and not in a good way. Darius was out of the picture by then, and Naomi bought a cheap waterproof vibrator by mail. It was underpowered and overloud, and after one furtive try at four in the morning when she was sure no one else on her hall was up, she threw the damned thing away. After that, when she wanted to wank she waited till her roommate was gone.