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I [F] fucked my roommate [F] with a strap-on to help her get over her boyfriend [FF]

Mar 12, 2024

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When I got out of college, I moved to a different city and moved in with a girl I had never met, Amelia. She was a friend of an acquaintance who posted a roommate-wanted Facebook post and my acquaintance tagged me in it and it worked out. We ended up getting pretty close. We would wait for each other to watch movies and TV shows, cook together, and have part of the fridge for shared food, never had to worry about chores.

She also went over to her boyfriend's house often at first, which was nice. It gave me plenty of opportunities to bring home various guys or girls I was meeting on Tinder at the time. Right before moving in with her, I had a breakup with my girlfriend of a year and a half, so I was feeling particularly sexually free and liberated. I liked that she didn't mind how sexual and promiscuous I was. I could even flirt with her a little without it bothering her. We were becoming good friends. This is the story of how I fucked her with a strap-on.

If you haven't read my previous stories, I'm a brunette, medium height, with shoulder-length hair, average tits, a small waist, and big hips and a big ass. Amelia was about an inch shorter than me, and she was super skinny with tiny tits, a bubble but, and straight, red, sideswept hair. Her face was gorgeous; she looked like a model with big doe eyes.

We had always been a little flirty. I'm a pretty open person when it comes to sex and sexuality, and I'm a tease, so I ended up letting that out on her. She would even reciprocate here and there. She said she had bi-curious moments in college, but she seemed pretty straight and was in a relationship, so I didn't think much of it.

It was my normal flirting. Things like letting my towel fall after a shower and doing an exaggerated "oops." Or squeezing past her and making sure my ass rubbed up against her. Or squeezing my tits together in a sexy outfit to see if I could get her to take a little jealous peek. I also had a thing for "accidentally" coming out in my underwear right when her boyfriend was coming to pick her up. She would always try to be mad at me for it and end up giggling.

After living with her for about a year, she and her boyfriend broke up. It was a long time coming, and it was her decision. Their sex had been dwindling, and he was generally flaky, always wanting to end it and change his mind. It was for the best. I helped talk her through it when it first happened, and we cuddled on the couch and drank wine while she cried. I opened up about my big breakup before I moved in with her. We ended up bonding over it.

A couple of weeks had passed and she was feeling much better, so we went out to a bar. I walked up to the bar and waited around, and soon enough some guy bought me a drink. I went out to the dance floor and danced up on him, grinding on him, getting real close to his face. Normal pre-hookup club dancing for me. But I noticed her off in some corner, sitting alone. Some guys were trying to talk to her, but she seemed more pressured and nervous than anything. I told the guy I was dancing with I had to go and gave him a kiss on the cheek, thanking him for the drink.

I walked up to Amelia and asked her if she wanted to dance with me. "Umm, okay," she said. "Let's buy you a drink first, though," I suggested. I went up to the bar and ordered one of the weekly specials for her, something fruity. I got a lemon drop and sat with her and drank. I played footsy with her. "Stop," she said, giggling. "Okay," I said, setting my hand on her knee. "You're gonna do this in front of everyone?" "Maybe," I replied.

Once we finished our drinks, I grabbed her hands and dragged her out to the dance floor. We danced right up in each other faces, then I stepped forward, so our legs were between each other and danced up on her thigh. She looked at me, trying to make a little angry face through her giggles. I took her hands and spun her around half a turn, pulling her in close to me. I grinded up on her from behind, grabbing her hips. She turned back around, and we danced more, and soon our noses were brushing together. I leaned in and kissed her, one little kiss, really gently. I felt my nipples get hard, and I saw a little shiver run through her body. She stared at me for a second, then we were right back to dancing.

We got home early for a night out, it was still before one, so we decided to watch some TV. We put on Friends or Seinfeld and cuddled up on the couch, which was becoming pretty standard for us. "That was really nice," Amelia said. "Yeah, you need to get out more." "Yeah," she said, "But also it was just nice having someone to dance with." "Any time," I said.

"I gotta say, I think it's the little things like that that I miss," she said. She talked about how much she missed little moments of intimacy and feeling hot and feeling wanted. "And I miss sex of course," she said. "You need a good vibrator," I suggested. "I have one, but it's not about that." "Oh, what's it about?" I asked. She shook her head and tried to deflect. "No, you can't just start that and not finish it," I giggled. She blurted out, "I just really miss getting dominated," "Ooh, give me details," I said.

"Nothing crazy, I just miss being told what to do and what not to do and being called names and insulted and stuff like that." Her whole face went red. Hearing her say that out loud, I could feel my heart beating faster. I decided to take a big chance. "I could do that." Her eyes went wide. "What do you mean?" she asked. "I could, y'know, be a friend with benefits. Dominate you." She stared at me, then turned away, smiling and biting her lip. "I think I might like that," she said.

About a week and a half passed and we never mentioned it again. I figured it was just drunk talk that wouldn't amount to anything. Then on a Friday day, while she was at work, she texted me saying, "Hey is that offer from last week still on the table?" I told that it definitely was, and she said, "How about tonight?"

She had a shift until around seven or eight, so I got myself ready. I took a shower, blow-dried my hair, curled it, and did a smokey eye makeup look with maroon lipstick. I also put on some manly Old Spice deodorant one of my hookups left over here months ago that I never threw out.

I went into her room and looked through her closet. I found a pair of Pink brand gray sweatpants, and a low cut, sexy little crop top. I figured that her seeing my ass and my tits filling out her clothes would drive her wild. I also went to her dirty clothes and dug around to find a pair of panties. I found a sexy little pink pair I thought was perfect, distinct enough that she'd recognize them immediately.

Finally, I went to my room and dug out a strap-on I had stored in a box under my bed. It was about 7 inches, and realistic, with a tan shaft and pink head on the end. I got it to use with my girlfriend before I moved out here, but we ended up breaking up, so it was still clean.

I slipped on the strap-on and tightened it up. I slipped on her panties, pulling the shaft of my strap-on to the side so you could clearly make out the bulge. I slipped on her sweatpants and her shirt. I looked at myself in the mirror and fixed my hair. I was pretty small, and only had average or so tits, but they were falling out of this tiny little top. And the bulge of the strap-on was so visible through the pants you could make out the exact outline. I headed out to the living room to wait.

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She opened the door, and I walked up to her. "Hey, don't I get a kiss?" I asked. She giggled, already finding this fun, and kissed me gently. She pulled back and looked at me, and that's when she noticed I was wearing her clothes. She took me in, and finally, her eyes caught the outline in my sweatpants. "C'mere," I said. We kissed again, and again, making out. I bit lightly at her lip, then grabbed her ass hard, pulling her into me, pressing my bulge up against her pussy. I squeezed my fingernails into her ass through her skirt while I shoved my tongue into her mouth.

I'm usually the dominant one in the bedroom with girls (sometimes it's pretty equal), but I've never tried to be dominant in such a masculine way. Normally, I use my femininity to tease and whatnot. The whole experience was so new to me, and I surprised myself with how turned on I was getting already.

We made our way to the bedroom, making out aggressively, and Amelia reached down and stroked my bulge through my pants. "God, you can't help yourself," I said. Even though I couldn't feel it at all, something about the idea of it was making me go wild. But I couldn't let her take too much control, the whole point was to dominate her.

I pulled my pants down and whipped out the strap-on. "Get on your knees," I said. She did, and I rubbed the tip of the silicone cock around her lips. "Look at me," I said. I grabbed her hair in my hand near her head and tightened my hand into a fist. I pushed her onto my "cock" and watched her lips wrap around it. I got wet all in her used panties, something about the sight of her taking a dick was driving me wild.

I shoved my toy as deep down her throat as I could. I could tell it was uncomfortable for her, but she tried to hide it and take it. "Good girl," I said, thrusting into her, "I had no idea you were such a little whore." Right when I said that, she moaned. She slipped her fingers up her skirt and went to touch herself. I yanked her hair back, lightly. "Did I tell you to do that?" I asked. She shook her head. "Don't be so stupid," I said, shoving down into her throat as far as I could. I held her on me for a second or two, then let her off me, watching the spit dribble down her chin.

"Get up," I said, "Why don't you do a little turn for me." She twirled around in her nice, pink little dress she was wearing for work. "Take off that dress," I said. She slipped out of it and let it drop around her feet. She was wearing a little white push-up bra and a pair of maroon boyshorts. "Oh my god, is that a push-up bra? Aren't you like 24?" I said, sneering. "Go ahead and take that off." Her tits were little A cups, but they were perky, and her nipples were such perfect, pink circles, and were hard for me. I walked over to her and made out with her again, moving my hands to her breasts and squeezing them. They barely filled up my hands, but it felt so nice to touch her.

I slipped my top off and caught her staring at my tits. "You can have a little taste," I said. She moved her tongue up and down over my nipple between little passionate kisses. She worked her way back down my body, getting onto her knees. She spit in her hands and stroked my fake cock, kissing and licking at the tip, staring me dead in the eyes the whole time. "Tell me how much you love my cock, baby," I said. "I love it so much. You're so big and so hard, and I can't stop thinking about having you inside of me."

I slapped the toy on her tongue a few times, took her by the shoulder, and led her to the bed. "I wanna see how wet you are for me; peel off those panties," I said. She dropped them, and I saw her naked for the first time. She was completely clean-shaven, just like me, and looked so pristine and tight. She was visibly wet and seemed nervous standing there with me running my eyes around her body. I walked up and grabbed her ass, which was bigger than it looked through clothes, and kissed her neck. We fell back onto the bed, and I licked at her nipples until they were hard. Then I sucked on them and bit at them, not being afraid to hurt her. She yelped out a little.

I pushed myself up and ran my thumb around her lip before shoving it into her mouth. I pulled her mouth open and gave her a long, passionate kiss. "I'm gonna fuck you until you're split in two. How does that sound." "Good," she whimpered. I rubbed the head of my cock between her pussy lips, back and forth, teasing her. "You like that, you little slut?" "I love it," she said. "Tell me how badly you need my cock." I said "I need you inside me so bad," she said, "I'm not complete without your cock inside me." I was shocked by the way she talked dirty. She wasn't kidding, she was such a perfect sub.

I let the head of my cock slip inside of her. She moaned a little, and I slowly thrust all the way inside her. I pumped into her, in missionary, while she looked me in the eyes. As I went harder, she moaned, and I could tell she was clenching tight, even though I couldn't feel it. She let out a particularly loud moan and threw her head back. "You're such a dirty little whore. I've never seen a girl want to get fucked this bad," I said.

I grabbed her legs and put them up over my shoulders so I could plow into her. I pulled out for a second and slipped the sweatpants off. She got a clear view of the panties I was wearing now. "Oh, recognize these?" I slipped them off and shoved them into her mouth. "I wonder if they taste more like me or you," I said. I got back into position and pounded into her pussy as deep as I could. After a while, I could see her breathing hard through her nose and her eyes were unfocusing, she was so lost in it. Seeing her like that was making me so wet, I could feel it dripping out of my pussy onto my thigh. "You're so warm," I said, "You've been keeping your cunt so tight for me." Even if she knows I can't feel it, it's nice to hear.

I put her legs back down and reached up to her chin. I felt her chin and neck and lightly wrapped my fingers around her throat. I wasn't sure about this, but she grabbed my hand and shoved it down onto her neck hard to let me know it was okay. I applied just enough pressure for her to feel it, and thrust in and out as fast as I could. Her moans got louder and louder until she was screaming, so I pulled the panties out of her mouth. I slowed down my thrusts. "You liked that?" I asked. She nodded. "I bet you did. You're barely anything more than a cunt. Just a hole to be filled up."

"I want to be filled up so bad," she said. "Flip over then," I responded. She did. I shoved her face into the mattress. "Face down," I barked out. I grabbed her thighs and pulled her onto me like a fleshlight. I slammed her whole petite little body onto my cock over and over. She took over and threw herself onto my cock back and forth, freeing up my hand to grab her hair and pull her head up and back. I held her there with one hand, and with the other hand slapped her ass. She let out a sigh, and I slapped again, harder. I kept thrusting into her and slapping her ass, then pulled her up by the hair so we were both kneeling up. My tits pressed into her back, my mouth to her ear.

I nibbled at her ear, then whispered, "Tell me how much you love my cock." "I love it so much," she said, "I love how big it feels inside me. I love how I think I'm going to tear any second. I love knowing that I'm just a little sex toy for you. I love being your whore. I don't want anything but your cock." I felt my wet again. She bent back over and I thrust into her harder and harder. Eventually, I pulled out and ran the tip of my cock around her asshole, teasing it. I pushed just slightly enough that she could feel the pressure. "Ready?" I whispered to her.

Then, I thrust into her pussy again instead. "You would've loved that, wouldn't you, you nasty fucking slut?" I pushed her down into the bed, so she was lying flat, and I laid down on top of her. I put all my weight into every thrust inside of her. I grabbed her wrists as hard as I could and pressed them into the bed, and put my feet over hers to keep her from squirming. "You wanna come for me?" "Yes, please," she said. "Beg for it," I said. "Please let me cum for you. Please. I want to be a good girl and cum for you. I'll do anything. Just let me cum for you." "Okay," I said, "I want you cum all over my cock. Can you do that?" "Mmhmm," she said.

I let up my weight and flipped her over, penetrating her again. She threw her legs out to the sides and splayed open wide. I moved my thumb to her clit and worked it in little circles. I went faster and faster with my thumb while going slower and deeper with every thrust into her. After a while, her leg began to spasm as I pushed in as deep as I could. "Be a good little girl, and cum on me," I said. "I'm cumming for you. I'm cumming just for you, "she replied. She locked her legs around me and squeezed onto me so hard while she convulsed on my cock. She moaned and screamed so loudly, I'm sure all our neighbors heard. She collapsed down, and I pulled out.

I took off the strap-on and fingered myself. I figured that was it, but she quickly got up and said, "I'm so sorry, please forgive me, I'll do it." She sucked on my clit like it was a tiny cock, wrapping her lips around it and going up and down as much as she could. She pulled off and said, "I want your cum so bad. Can you cum on my face? I need to have your cum all over my face." This whole scenario was already so hot to me, so I was close. When she went back down, she sucked on my clit again, but let her tongue slowly stroke up and down on it. After less than a minute, I came. I squirted a little and it landed on her chin. She ran her finger through it, licked it, then came up and gave me a few long passionate kisses.

We laid together for a while, embracing, her naked body on top of mine. I told her how amazing that was for me, and how I thought she was so beautiful. I apologized for making fun of her push up bra, which I thought was a little mean, but she found it hot. She even said, "You're gonna have to go in my ass next time, you can't leave me hanging like that." I told her how surprised I was by her, that I had thought I was the sluttier one, but she might have me beat. We cuddled for a second longer, then got dressed.

We ordered some food and watched a movie, but cuddled up closer than we normally did. Amelia and I hooked up quite a few more times, and we were generally very close. She was pretty straight for the most part, and so no real relationship developed, but I think that's for the best. To me, there's something really nice about being able to incorporate sex into friendships. And Amelia was definitely some of the best and most unique sex I ever had.

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