Teasing the Quiet Roommate - Sex Stories

Teasing the Quiet Roommate

... down my shorts and panties. "Dont worry Alice," he says, "I know exactly how to pleasure you." "Please stop" I persist I don't even look at him. He brings his face down to my lower lips and inhales deeply. I shudder, pushing my face into the pillow as he examines my pussy, and prods the pink folds with his fingers. I dont think even a gynecologist has spent as much time as he did down there, and as I shut my eyes i feel a warm, wet tongue begin to lick me. My legs begin to shake and I feel tingles shooting towards my toes, when suddenly he stops. He becomes quiet again and releases my hands from being bound, however he's still on my pelvis. As I start to lean to get up he commands "look at me." For some reason I do, his penis is laying on my pelvis and still stiff as can be. I almost cringe at the fact it isn't shaved, only that makes it look more monstrous. It's girth, however, had seemingly increased from something that wouldn't fit in me, to something that would rip me open. My eyes widen. "Alice" he murmurs. My eyes travel up his body to meet his. Almost gently he moves his face closer to mine til they are almost touching, and he slides his fingers to my throat. He leans back slightly and I can feel his penis position at the entrance of my lips. "Please don't" i whisper, eyes starting to water. Say my name he ...

... commands. "Taylor" I whisper. He pushes it in slightly "Louder" he says. "Taylor." I say He pushes it more. Louder! "Taylor!" I scream He rams it in and the lubrication from his former playing still was not enough to save me from being torn. I don't stop screaming with each insertion and he doesn't stop pounding. He has no hesitation, and keeps going full throttle with disregard for the mixture of blood dripping out of my pussy and my seemingly convulsing body. I shut my eyes, but then all I can feel is him. I open my eyes and watch my breasts slap upwards and downwards. Then I see his face, his eyes. He smiles a smile I cannot describe, and pushes in deeper than he has before. I feel the cum fill me up and as he slowly stops pumping it oozes out around my opening. Then as if I don't exist he falls down on top of me. Both of us breathing heavily. After a couple of minutes he gets up and puts on his clothes. He then takes one of his shirts out his dresser and hands it to me. I am bewildered. "Thanks" I quietly say and put it on. He quietly goes back to watching football like nothing happened. And I go home. And the next few times I see him, it's as if nothing has changed, however I can't meet eyes with him. I dont know why I never told anybody. But now, I always make sure to say his name. That was just the quiet brother.