Roommates SeXStoRY

October It's been a while since we talked. She's got cock on the brain. My roommate Leah's boyfriend Tom happens to be hung like a bull. She's constantly fucking him, that's half their daily routine. The other half is sometimes showing up to class, sometimes sitting around and talking about his dick. She sat me down and gave me a vivid description of her sucking him off in an alleyway near the theater she temps at. At first I contented myself to putting on my headphones during their many-hours long screw, but that just provoked them to fuck harder and harder. She screams at him about his cock hitting her womb, piercing it, she tells him to fuck her like a horse cock should, a stallion unicorn motherfucker, etc. I just got into college on a scholarship, and all of my time is spent studying. I play Bach to try and keep calm, not recall all the times I catch glimpses of Tom's cock as he passes my eternally cracked doorway to go to the bathroom, touching myself in the dark while they hump. It's not fair. The wet slapping sounds of their fuck drive me insane. I can't help but frig my clit to them, their screwing is so fucking intense. I hope my studies won't suffer or I may have to talk to them about it. November Tom came over when Leah was out today. He said hello when I let him in, then shut himself in her bedroom. I listened to him go to her dresser, then open a bottle of lube, that distinct click, and noisily stroke his elephant trunk in anticipation of her arrival. He even stood by the door, teasing me, while I pretended to wash my hands in the bathroom and walk past her door, nearly double over in my desire, I could smell him, it made my pink lips below flaring out, my inner cunt convulsing. I needed release, but I couldn't fuck Tom. My studies would be ruined. I shut my bedroom room and dug out my hummingbird vibrator with rotating beads and a swivel head. It's noisy, but I figured it was the least he deserved for teasing me so much. I flipped the thing on, clicked my own bottle of lube open and rubbed it down. It's seven inches or so, but the added features were independently operated at eleven speeds. It was expensive but never fails. I ached for that cock, I wanted to see it fully engorged. I fantasized him slapping the length of my entire face with it, stuffing it in my cheeks, using my hair to steer me as he fucked my throat. I think I might have heard him leave her room, turning up the music, then pretended to go to the bathroom, when suddenly I realized, as I clicked it higher in speed, that he was standing directly next to my room, stroking his cock. I knew he could hear me using my toy, could hear the tiny noises I can't help but let out when it gets going. Suddenly, I heard Leah coming in the front door. It was late enough that she might have thought I was asl**p, but I heard Tom skip a step down the hall and land on her bed in the other room just as she opened the door. They fucked from there, of course, and I finished myself, gasping loudly, drowned out by Leah's surprised yelps as he fucked her like an a****l. December Finally given in. Last night, Tom carried Leah suspended on his cock (his hands on her ass lifting her up as she hugged his torso) down the hall, opening my door with her butt. I was of course rubbing one out to the noises they had been making, in fact so bold as to sit above the covers, my cunt spread open, rubbing to almost the point of orgasm when I heard them come down the hall and creak open the door. I even had my lights on. I must have looked like I had my legs open in invitation, because Tom carried Leah to my bed, plopped out of her, and presented it to me as she lay beside me. "Tom says you might want something yourself, says you study too much, you need to relax." Leah is very kind. She let me suck it with her, a task in and of itself. He was too big for my mouth, let alone my throat, so we nibbled and licked on either side of it, big around as a beercan and a pulsing cockhead like a tangerine. Over a foot long, veiny and muscled, twitched it at me, laughed at the expression on my face, asked me if I wanted it inside me. His dick between my teeth, I nodded, bobbing on him as best I could, pulling back and spitting on it, rubbing it, tugging at his enormous nutsack, while Leah actually started touching me, flitting my clit with feather touches that gave me shivers. He pushed the bare cock to my pink lips, then tortured me by rubbing it along, butting the head against my asshole, forcing my tiny cunt to slobber along the length, I humped back at him and he grabbed my hips. I was so wet I practically wet the bed with cum juice, the first time ever, actually. I came as he slipped it in, also a first. I've never felt something so huge not hurting at first, but it was pure pleasure. He hit my core, he kept fucking his hips at me, it felt so fucking good, made me feel so fucking alive to have that thick meat at last. He didn't come for a long time, and made me cum so many times I lost count, somewhere around thirty. Leah meanwhile, sucked his cum out of me every time he shot a load in me, since after the first time he did he hadn't asked if I was on birth control, and in fact, it's a bad time of the month to have him blow loads in me. Leah said she'd get me a morning after pill if I wanted, and gave Tom permission to shoot, in fact, he shot on command. She's put her face in me when he'd pull out and the cum would dribble or plop out, and of course the whole time Tom never got soft, I swear his cock is a mythic b**st or something, turns women to jelly, we fell asl**p cradling it, our faces resting on either side of it, then woke up and did the whole thing over again.