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[MF] How I became a sexual pawn in a competition between two college rommates

Mar 14, 2024

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Jordan Zhou

I matched with Renee on a dating app and we quickly became friends with benefits. Don't let that term fool you, it was probably 90% benefits, 10% friends. She was a doctoral student who moved into town to pursue a PhD in something smart. From the get-go, it was clear that she was in the market for dick, not for love. Lucky for both of us (and you, reader), I was more than willing to provide. After chatting for a bit on the app and sending a few snaps, I had offered to meet somewhere public first in order to grab coffee and get to know each other. She flatly proclaimed that she didn't have time for that, and insisted I came over instead. When she opened the door to her apartment, I had barely said hello before she was grabbing my shirt and pulling me into her bedroom.

Renee was your classic hardcore academic. Some of you might know the type. Incredibly driven. Laser-focused on her goals. High-strung. Almost always stressed. At times she talked down to me as if she clearly thought she was much more intelligent than I was. I don't think she meant it intentionally or maliciously, she was just so used to trying to prove how smart she was that she lost a bit of tactfulness on the way. Over time I learned her patterns. I wouldn't hear from her for days at a time, but eventually when she was feeling anxious about school, she would reach out to me and text something short and to the point like "Come over" with a picture of her wrapped in a towel. After sex, she was usually a lot more chatty and more fun to be around. Occasionally we would even watch a bit of Brooklyn 99 until she was tired and then I would go home. I never stayed the night. We did get STI tested and agreed to be exclusive so we could go condomless, but it was clear to both of us that it was only going to be a casual thing. She was too focused on school for a boyfriend, and I wasn't interested in being serious with someone who used my dick as a stress ball.

That being said, the sex was unreal. I was willing to endure the occasional snooty attitude and condescending tone if it meant I got to fuck this absolute vixen. Her body was so, so tight. Years of diligently getting up at 5am to go to the gym had sculpted her petite body into a masterpiece. Visible abs, small tits, smooth olive skin, nose and navel piercings, adorable face, dark brown hair, nice round ass, just tight tight tight. She generally wore clothes that looked painted on. When you saw her in yoga pants and a tank top, with her hair in a messy bun, you wanted to bite your fist to stop from groaning. She caught my eyes lingering on her body often, and she would smirk and call me some kind of insulting name.

Arguably it made the sex even hotter. If she was being bratty or condescending, I took my revenge by roughly pounding my dick inside her and slapping her ass. The sounds of her whimpers and moans were such a rewarding sense of justice. Seeing her deep blue eyes, which were usually sharp and calculating, become glazed over as I rubbed her clit made me feel so powerful. Outside of the bedroom, she was arrogant, independent, and sassy. But in the presence of my cock she was submissive and vulnerable. And very noisy, which I learned later was sometimes annoying for her roommate Lauren.

Renee and Lauren met at school and became best friends. They lived together in the 2 bed, 2 bath apartment that Renee and I always fucked in. I didn't know Lauren that well, except the occasional small talk when I would see her in passing. Lauren was also gorgeous, but in a different way. She had blonde hair and wore big glasses. Her body was a bit more soft, with more to grab onto. She dressed in looser, comfy looking clothes. Her crowning feature was her huge set of tits which I could often see jiggling under a loose shirt as she rarely wore a bra around the apartment.

Despite being best friends, I could sense an air of competition between the two of them. They were in the same program, so they often ranted about professors together and compared test/paper results. Although things were generally very friendly, I would occasionally see glimpses of their rivalry. If Renee got a better test result, she would subtly gloat about it. If Lauren got a scholarship that they were both trying for, Renee would excitedly congratulate her. But then as soon as the bedroom door was shut, she would be holding back tears of jealous frustration until I soothed her with a warm cock in her mouth.

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On one fateful day during a particularly busy stretch at school, Renee finally texted me after a week or two of ghosting:

"I'm having the worst week. Come over and fuck me."

"What if I'm busy tonight?" I teased back.

"yeah right, you don't do anything."

Bitch. She was right, but still... what a bitch. When I got there, she just opened the door and didn't smile, didn't say hi, nothing. Just turned and walked to the bedroom. I followed her in, and she was taking off her clothes.

"Don't talk to me today, I'm not in the mood to talk."

She knelt down on the bed with her bare, perfect ass high in the air extending over the side of the bed. I reached out and started feeling her warm, wet slit. I slowly rubbed up and down and her body shivered. I undressed while caressing her ass. I pulled my dick out and gently rubbed it against the outside of her slick pussy. She grew impatient.

"If you're not going to fuck me just leave."

Man, she was in a mood. I shoved my dick in and she moaned.

"Is that what you want you fucking bitch?" I asked as I slammed into her.

"Yes – but I said don't fucking talk to me."

I was so torn, my brain hated her attitude but my cock was desparate for her pussy.

I pushed her down from her knees onto her stomach and I mounted her, grabbing a fist of her hair with one hand and using the other hand to push down on the small of her back. I was not gentle. I pounded as hard as I could. I slapped her ass. I pushed down on her back and neck. I choked her. Her screams were muffled as she was face down in a pillow. She reached down and grinded her clit on her hand.

When she came, her whole body shook. Her legs jolted and she almost bucked me right off. But I held firm, plunging deep inside her with each stroke. Her pussy clamped onto my dick, tightening around me more than I thought was possible. Into the pillow she moaned a guttural "OHHHHHHHHHHH", as if an entire year of stress was released from her body. Her orgasm must have lasted a full minute as she just kept shaking and moaning. And then eventually she went limp. Her whole body relaxed except for her chest which was heaving in and out. I slowed down and pulled myself out, taking a second to admire her absolutely soaked and swollen pussy lips.

I rolled onto my back and she turned so that she was facing away from me, still breathing heavy. "Get on top, I want to see your ass bounce." I commanded her.

"No, I'm done now. You can jack off if you want, just clean up." She replied sleepily.

Wow I was pissed. I scoffed at her and loudly said "Really?"

"Yes. Leave me alone."

I paused for a bit in disbelief. She had been sassy with me before, but at least she always finished the job. Frustrated, I stood up and got dressed and left, slamming the door behind me. I made my way to exit the apartment.

"Everything okay in there..?" came a sly, smug voice from the kitchen.

Lauren was leaning against the kitchen island where an empty wine glass was sitting. It was late, just past midnight. "Uhh yeah.." I huffed, unconvincingly.

"Doesn't sound like it."

"I gotta go.."

"Or you could stay, if you think you have another round in you... Sounds like you need it." She said shyly.

I froze up. I was at a crossroads. Renee was being especially awful and I was still incredibly horny and thoroughly unsatisfied. My cock was screaming at me to revenge-fuck her roommate. On the other hand, she was clearly going through some shit, and did I want to insert myself into a situation that was obviously going to end up in drama? Did I want to be greedy and risk losing all of this (usually) amazing sex I was having?

Lauren grew impatient by my indecision. She raised her eyebrow and lifted her shirt above her head in a fluid motion, revealing one of the best sets of tits I've ever seen.

"If you ever make up your mind, come on in." She said smoothly, and she turned to enter her bedroom.

I followed.

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