The Rent Agreement Ch. 06 - Full Prerelease

Hey patrons. I am pleased to finally bring you the next chapter after a whole lot of thinking, revising, etc. This turned out to be the longest chunk of the story yet.

Thank you to everyone who has commented on the previews and sent me messages, even if it's just to ask for an update. I appreciate all your support so much, and it has definitely made a massive difference in motivating me to keep this story going. I know there are a lot of different opinions out there on what you hope to see unfold, but I hope it's an enjoyable read regardless.

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The panic that gripped Leah the next morning was in stark contrast to the dream-like euphoria from the night before. She immediately noticed the wet puddle of semen she’d been sleeping on, and could feel more of it still deep inside of her. How could I let this happen? She shot out of bed and trotted to the bathroom awkwardly, careful not to part her legs too much. The second she sat on the toilet, a big glob of cum dripped out of her. She watched in bewilderment as she pushed out more of Ethan’s invasive fluids. There was so much of it, which shouldn’t have been surprising given how many times she’d seen him ejaculate, but the sheer volume of it seemed far more threatening now. She had never had so much as a small accident, always visually confirming that the condom remained intact after sex, and now here she was with what seemed like ten of Josh’s loads coming out of her. The potent seed had spent the entire night soaking into her, swarming her womb. She shakily tapped at her phone and checked her cycle app, which to her relief indicated that she was well outside of her fertile window.

The next few weeks were tricky. The agreement had officially expired, and Leah was back to being the normal, faithful girlfriend she was supposed to be, or at least, she was trying. It did help that Josh had regained some of his lost confidence, and seemed determined to get their lives back on track. He was diligent at work, helping around the apartment more, and even initiating intimacy with her. They would have sex every few nights, and it was getting better. Leah was also focused on improving the shared experience by being more open about what she wanted in bed, a useful side-effect of the sexual awakening Ethan had brought about in her. She was getting comfortable instructing her boyfriend on how to more effectively please her. Little by little, Josh was gaining a better understanding of how to pace himself and build a steady rhythm that could bring his girlfriend to orgasm. Leah was able to cum with him, but only ever once per session, and after much effort and focus.

It seemed that everything was going to be fine, but unfortunately, the improvements didn’t last very long. After the honeymoon phase of his new job was over with, Leah observed Josh’s demeanor shifting. He was spending more time at the office, and always seemed stressed about something. She made every effort to console him, and be available for whatever he needed, but he wasn’t opening up. He’d even gotten short with her on a couple of occasions, insisting that he didn’t want to talk, opting instead to be alone. The short-lived upward trend in their relationship had begun to take a turn for the worse, and Leah didn’t know what to do about it.

In addition to Josh’s own troubles, Leah, despite her determination to be faithful, couldn’t help but compare every aspect of their lovemaking to the far more intense experiences she’d had with her roommate. Every time her boyfriend was inside of her, her mind would inevitably wander to Ethan and his big cock. She had learned with him that her strongest sexual reactions were achieved by fully submitting to a dominant partner, and she craved the naughty feeling of being manhandled and treated like a slut. Perhaps Josh could learn eventually, but whenever she encouraged him to take control, he would fall short of what her body truly yearned for. She tried earnestly to ignore the idea that his personality just wasn’t compatible with what she needed in a sexual partner, but the thought was wearing on her mind and becoming increasingly difficult to shrug off.

What had once been more than enough to satisfy her was barely getting the job done now. Her boyfriend’s perfectly average dick, covered in the smooth rubber condom, felt fine. But is fine enough anymore, she wondered. She longed for the overwhelming feeling of Ethan’s huge, bare manhood stretching her open and making her cum over and over again. She hoped that with more time, she would be able to forget about her well-endowed roommate’s skills in the bedroom, and learn to be content. That would be a whole lot easier though if the boisterous man wasn’t always around. Every time she laid eyes on him she was reminded of how he could make her feel, and her body would react accordingly. He would still make suggestive comments towards her, as he always did, but now she would subtly flirt back instead of fleeing in disgust. She remembered the days when his behavior was nothing short of appalling, but it was different now that after everything they had been through together.

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One morning, after Josh had left for work, Leah was sitting on the couch and planning what she would do with her free day. Ethan strolled out of his room in nothing but a small towel around his waist.

“Morning, sexy,” he greeted her with a wide smile.

“Hey, creep” she replied, unable to prevent her eyes from scanning his impressive physique.

“Can I use your shower? Mine’s fucked up apparently.”

“Ew. Hell no,” she said playfully, feigning a look of disgust.

“Come on… I’m not that gross, see?” He walked over to her and stood a foot away, invading her personal space. His scent filled her nostrils and she felt her face flush, his crotch at her eye level.

“Get out of my face, dude,” Leah said with a scowl. Her gaze however, remained fixed on him, anticipating that he would try something.

“Make me,” he challenged.

She looked straight ahead at the bulge that was growing beneath his towel. She knew too well the monster that lay dormant in there, and was tempted to reach for it. She ignored the wetness that was forming in her pussy, and crossed her arms, as if to lock them into place so that she wouldn’t lose control. “Nice try. You’re just trying to get me to touch you!”

Ethan ignored her accusation. “You look hot in that top by the way.”

Leah’s eyes darted down to her chest, which she had inadvertently pushed up by tightly crossing her arms, making her cleavage more prominent. She quickly adjusted herself and stammered, “Don’t get any ideas!”

“Oh, I’ve got a few ideas alright,” he muttered, while his erection continued to grow, now forming a large tent in the cotton enclosure.

The aroused girlfriend was practically salivating as her roommate’s big cock drew nearer and nearer to her face. “Like what?” She asked, almost whispering. She regretted the moment of weakness as soon as the words spilled out of her mouth.

“Well, if you’re not gonna let me use your shower, I can think of another way you can help me get clean.” Ethan dropped his towel suddenly, and his fully hard cock sprung out, bobbing up and down mere inches from her lips.

Leah’s mind was reeling. The inner conflict at that moment was absolutely deafening as two sides of her brain battled for control. That big juicy dick that had been plaguing her mind was right in front of her, and she could have it, but it would destroy all of her efforts to restore her fractured morality. After several seconds of struggling, she turned her head away from him. “Go ahead and shower.”

“Was that so hard?” Ethan chuckled, snatching up his towel and heading for the bathroom. He closed the door and Leah was left alone, her panties now soaked, and a light sweat on her brow. She felt a sense of victory wash over her, and couldn’t help but grin to herself. She returned her attention to her phone where she had been browsing for deals on group classes that she could attend that day. She had her eye on a wine and painting class that still had openings for that afternoon. It sounded like a fun way to spend some time, and she tapped on the item to read the details.

Her mind kept diverting her focus though, and images of her roommate’s lathered up naked body in her shower kept intruding on her thoughts. She wondered what he would do if she were to sneak in there. He’d probably take it as a sign of her changing her mind, and wouldn’t let her get away. Her hand subconsciously dropped to her mound and she lightly rubbed herself over her thin shorts. She imagined him roughly pulling her into the shower and ripping her wet clothes off of her. He would call her out for being a cheating slut that couldn’t help but come to him as he stuffed his big cock into her. Leah’s pussy ached as she fantasized about Ethan fucking her brains out in the steamy confined space and making her cum all over him. Just as she was about to slip her fingers into her waistband, the sound of the shower turning off stopped her.

She looked at her phone again, idly scrolling, but mainly listening. After a minute or two, the door swung open and Ethan emerged, his broad shoulders glistening with water droplets. “Mmm that felt good! Thanks.” 

“You better get yours fixed soon. The last thing I need is you stinking up my squeaky clean shower,” she teased.

“So what are you up to today?” He asked.

“Uh… Actually, I was going to check out this wine and painting class!” She explained, holding out her phone. “It’s nearby, a few hours from now, and it's pretty affordable.”

“That sounds fun. Sign me up!” Ethan smiled, noting her confused expression. “I took the day off.”

“Oh, um. Okay, sure.” She was surprised, but couldn’t think of a reason why he shouldn’t tag along.

“Hey, Leah?”

“What?”

“You left these in there by the way,” he explained, producing a pair of her cotton panties and tossing them at her before opening his bedroom door. “See you in a bit.”

The green fabric flew across the room and landed squarely in her lap. Leah’s jaw dropped as she realized that her underwear was completely soaked in sticky cum. “What the fuck?” She muttered to herself as she examined the soiled material. There was no mistaking Ethan’s fresh, creamy semen which covered every inch of the clothing. The milky-white substance dripped down her fingers, and a large glob of it dropped onto her thigh. She hastily rose to her feet, panicked that it would stain the couch, and strode towards the bathroom to wash them off. She turned on the water, but something stopped her from throwing them into the sink. 

Leah stared at the gooey puddle in her hands for a moment while her highly aroused sex throbbed. Without thinking, she placed Ethan’s mess on the counter and hurriedly pulled her clothes off. Her sticky cum-covered fingers were on her sopping pussy in an instant, and she slathered his seed all over her lips, finally giving her clit the attention it had been so desperately craving. She moaned under her breath as she dipped a coated finger into her cunt. She felt so dirty and depraved to be pleasuring herself with his ejaculate, but it was an incredible turn on. She gathered more of it and rubbed it into her chest, tasting her finger before pushing more of it past her slit and into her entrance.

This doesn’t count as cheating, she told herself. Sure, she was getting off on being a nasty cum slut with her roommate’s load, but no one had to know. She was just taking care of her needs. She took three freshly slimed fingers and inserted them into her, imagining Ethan’s thick cock was cumming inside of her again. “Oh fuck…” She murmured quietly as she fingered herself more aggressively. She needed to climax so badly, and moved to lay on the floor, sprawling out on her back with the semen rag in hand. Leah didn’t care at that moment how filthy she was being, acting mostly on instinct, and allowing her horniest thoughts to take control. Using her ruined panties like a sponge, she smeared the viscous substance all over her body while she finger fucked her pussy. Overwhelmed with the taste, smell, and feeling of her roommate’s spunk, she moaned deeply as she finally achieved an orgasm, writhing on the bathroom floor. I’m such a disgusting little slut for you. You knew what you were doing by giving me this obscene little gift…

When the pleasure finally subsided, the young girlfriend was forced to confront what she had just done. “Fuck… What’s wrong with me?” She muttered to herself. Leah was learning more and more just how dangerous her extreme lust could be, capable of transforming her into some sort of sex-crazed animal. At least she had managed to contain herself to the privacy of her bathroom, she figured. She wiped away the semen that spilled onto the floor and counter before stepping into the shower with her underwear and cleaning every trace of Ethan’s remains.

******

The time to depart for the event had arrived, and Leah met her roommate at the front door dressed in a low-cut, blue summer dress. She’d made up her mind that the outfit was worn enough that the threat of paint didn’t matter, and told herself that it had nothing to do with the fact that Ethan always seemed to check her out while she was wearing it. He greeted her, dawning a well-fitted button up with his sleeves rolled up, and a clean pair of shorts. She worried that not acknowledging what he had done earlier was a sign of complacency, but decided to leave it alone, hoping they could pretend it never happened. He offered to drive them, and they proceeded down the elevator and into his sports car. Leah made herself comfortable on the cool leather seat, noting that the interior was as immaculate as the man’s bedroom, and smelled fresh.

After a short drive to the community center, the duo entered the large space and considered their surroundings. A dozen or so easels were arranged in a semi-circle, with various tables and materials scattered about. The newcomers checked in with a middle-aged woman who appeared to be running the event, and chose a glass of wine from a collection that had already been poured. Half of the stations were occupied so far, and Ethan led the way to two empty seats. “Cheers,” he said, clinking his glass against hers. “Thanks for letting me tag along.”

“No prob! This will be fun,” she replied genuinely. 

Just as they settled in and began sipping their drinks, the coordinator woman’s voice caught their attention. “What? Oh no… Well that’s very unfortunate… Uh huh… And you don’t have a friend or colleague you can call? I see… Well, alright then. Feel better. Okay, bye.” The distress in her tone had the entire class turning to face her in curiosity. She let out a long sigh and addressed the room, “That was today’s model. He’s just informed me that he has come down with the flu, and won’t be able to join us today… Despite already demanding a hefty deposit…” The woman tried to maintain a level of professionalism, but was clearly frustrated.

“Ohh, was this a naked body type of painting class?” Ethan asked Leah excitedly.

She thumbed through her phone, finding the descriptive text she had glazed over before: Human anatomy - the nude male form. “Apparently,” she answered, showing him the screen.

“I think I have the perfect solution then,” he said confidently. “Ma’am?” He inquired loudly, straightening up in his seat and raising his hand to grab her attention.

“Yes, young man?” She looked up from her device which she’d presumably been frantically texting on.

“I’d be more than happy to fill in as a replacement,” he announced, standing tall and striking a pose.

“Is that right? Gosh, that would be just absolutely perfect. I’ve been trying to get this class going again for a long time,” the older woman stated gleefully, her eyes scanning his body up and down. “Honey, I can’t thank you enough for this. The human body is my favorite subject to paint by far, and always makes for the most wonderful shared experience. You have the ideal figure, if you don’t mind me saying, and you’ll really be saving the day.” She flattered him, her excitement drawing the attention of the others in the room. I’ll be sure you are paid very well for your services, of course!” The instructor added, offering a clipboard and a warm smile. “If you would just sign this standard little contract, we can get started!” Ethan reached out and accepted the form, matching the woman’s positive energy.

Leah watched her confident roommate with a dumbstruck expression. She couldn’t believe how quickly he had volunteered for something so daring. Her eyes darted around the room and observed that most of the attendees were women. Most seemed fairly older than her, and more than a few were staring at Ethan with great interest. As the man fiddled with the paperwork, Leah felt the host’s attention turn to her.

“Hello there. I’m Janice by the way. And how do you two know each other?” She asked warmly.

Leah hesitated, and Ethan answered for her. “We’re a couple,” he stated, wrapping an arm around her torso and squeezing her against him.

“Well that’s lovely. You two make a gorgeous pair,” Janice complimented, before taking the clipboard back from Ethan. “All set. Allow me to show you to the dressing room.”

“Be right back,” he said, winking at his mock-girlfriend, and following the woman down a hallway.

Leah waited for a few minutes in anticipation, staring at her blank canvas. She thought she may have felt some of the other women studying her, trying to figure out the supposed girlfriend of this handsome mystery man who was about to expose himself to the crowd. Janice came bouncing back to the group, and soon after Ethan emerged in a white robe. He was shown a reference picture, and he nodded understandingly, taking his place in the center of the room. He confidently undid the tie at his waist and the robe fell to the floor. A deafening silence fell over the crowd as each individual feasted their eyes on the bare, athletic specimen before them.

“Wow,” one woman broke the lull, clamping a hand over her mouth in embarrassment of her public reaction. A few other women couldn’t fully stifle their giggles. Leah could tell their eyes had made their way down his chiseled abs and onto his hefty cock. Even flaccid, it was likely the biggest they had ever seen in person, at least that was the case for her that first morning she woke up in his bed with it lodged against her ass. 

Janice spoke up suddenly after clearing her throat, undoubtedly a little taken aback herself, and began lecturing the class on the basics of capturing human anatomy. Ethan struck his simple pose, smiling smugly, and settled into his role. Leah couldn’t help but admire how natural he looked up there, proudly showing off his statuesque body for the group of strangers to study every inch of.

The event carried on with the attendees scrawling at their canvases, and the excitable Janice darting between stations to shower the amateurs with praise and advice. After a half hour or so, she called for a quick break, at which point many people roamed to the serving table for more wine. Ethan joined Leah at her easel, eager to see her progress.

“Woah, that’s pretty good!” He encouraged.

Leah couldn’t help but laugh. The whole experience was surreal, casually discussing her replication of her fully nude roommate in public with his exposed dick a mere foot from her face. “No… You think so? Janice does make it kinda easy. She showed me how to start with these basic lines, and how to get the proportions right.”

“You’re a natural, kid. Real talent,” he jested, tousling her hair a bit.

A party of three middle-aged women approached the pair, beaming at Ethan like school girls. One of them spoke, clearly emboldened by the wine, “Just wanted to say we’re big fans of your work.” She looked him up and down suggestively. “Can we get a picture with you hot-stuff?”

Ethan just laughed it off, “Sure!” 

The woman handed her phone to Leah, not bothering to ask, and the trio surrounded the acting model. Leah snapped a quick, effortless photo and held it out for the owner to reclaim. With a warm thank you to Ethan, and a couple of not so subtle caresses of his skin, they gave a brief nod of acknowledgement to his supposed girlfriend and shuffled off back to their stations.

“Rude…” Leah muttered.

“They’re just jealous that you get to have all of this cock to yourself tonight,” he said light-heartedly.

“Oh, is that right? Lucky me.”

“If you play your cards right.” He winked at her and walked back to his stage.

Leah suppressed a grin and prepared her brush for the next round of trying to paint anything halfway decent. She felt it silly, but there was a certain sense of pride to know that all of these women ogling her roommate envied her position as his chosen one. Their behavior was understandable even, the man was the epitome of eye candy, and she couldn’t deny how tantalizing it was to have the free pass to stare at his figure for an extended period of time.

After a few more sessions, the class had reached its conclusion, and Janice escorted Ethan to the various setups to witness all of the art he had inspired. “You all did such a great job!” He announced, earning an applause from the crowd. Many of them attempted to stop him for a conversation, but he kept it short and sweet, making his way to the dressing room. Before long, he and Leah were back in his car, both buzzing with the exhilaration of what had just taken place, and her feeling the effects of the multiple glasses of wine. 

“Did that just happen?” He laughed whole-heartedly, turning his key to fire up the ignition.

Leah couldn’t help but share in his joyous disbelief, smiling widely. “That was crazy. I thought I was signing up to go paint some mountains or something.” She inspected her freshly coated canvas. It was clearly the work of a beginner, but she was proud of it just the same.

“Wanna grab a burger?” Ethan suggested.

“Fuck yeah!” She responded with enthusiasm, and they drove off towards a local spot. Leah checked her phone and found a text from Josh.

Going to be working late tonight. Gotta prove myself I guess..

She sent him an acknowledgement and dropped her phone into her lap. She hadn’t even thought about how she was going to explain all of this to him. She felt loose and happy, and told herself not to worry and enjoy the moment. There was no reason to hide any of this. Leah snapped a picture of her art and texted it to her boyfriend with a brief explanation of the event. His reply came quickly.

Wtf? You made that? Is that really Ethan?

Yeah! The whole class painted him. It was super fun.

You stared at his naked body and thought I wasn’t gonna be bothered by that?

It was totally innocent babe… She had not expected this reaction from him, and couldn’t help but feel a bit angry with him for killing her buzz.

Whatever. I’m too swamped right now to talk about this.

Leah turned off her display, trying to make sense of Josh’s sour mood. She decided it could wait until later, and she refocused her attention on the joyous time she was having with her roommate.

Upon arriving at the restaurant, Leah and Ethan huddled up next to each other in a little booth and enjoyed their tasty sandwiches. An hour flew by as they talked and laughed about the painting event and life in general. They even discovered that they had a shared interest in hiking and camping, something that neither of them had done recently, and they made a pact to get back into their long lost hobbies together. Leah knew she was in dangerous territory. She felt a strong attraction towards her roommate. She’d been lusting after him for some time now, but there was something else developing. She thought back to her impression of him before the agreement had brought them together, and she barely recognized that past Ethan. Leah wasn’t sure if he had changed, or if she had. Either way, she was enjoying his company immensely, and hoped he felt the same.

Just as the sun was beginning to set, the duo decided it was time to return home. Ethan parked in his usual spacious corner of the complex’s dimly lit parking garage, and they sat in silence for a few seconds.

“Okay... That was actually really fun. I still can’t believe you volunteered to do that!” Leah exclaimed.

“Me neither. I had no idea I was going to be starting a career in male modeling when I woke up this morning,” he chuckled, getting a hearty laugh out of her.

“I’d say you were riding a fine line between modeling and stripping, the way those ladies were salivating over you.”

“Ha, true. Be honest, did that bother you?”

Leah blushed, and quickly deflected. “No–Why would it? You know we’re not actually dating, right?”

“For today we are!” He argued playfully. “Anyway, I’m really glad you invited me,” he said earnestly.

“I’m glad you came too,” she replied genuinely, locking eyes with him. Another silent moment passed as they stared at each other, and Leah felt a fluttery feeling in her stomach.

“What are you gonna kiss me now?” He teased, inching closer to her.

“That would be wrong…” She stated, not backing away.

“Just a friend kiss then,” he murmured, moving closer still. Leah could feel her defenses crumbling. Before she could think it through any further, his lips made contact with hers, and though it was a gentle touch, the impact was unmistakable. He broke the kiss briefly, and then pecked her again lightly, savoring the forbidden connection. The small kisses quickly grew firmer, and their lips parted slightly, lingering on each other as if to dare the other to take the next step. Ethan grabbed her bare upper thigh and simultaneously pushed his tongue into her mouth, and she accepted him willingly, offering her own tongue to the taboo dance.

The roommates kissed deeply and passionately for several minutes, practically devouring each other with no regard for anything else. At some point Ethan pressed a button and his seat slid back, making room for Leah as he pulled her onto him. She was now straddling him, her skirt hiked up and her rapidly moistening panties pressed against his bulging crotch. She moaned into his mouth as he groped her ass and bucked himself into her. Her conscience was pleading for her to stop, but her lust was building by the second. She envisioned him ripping her underwear off and sinking his big cock into her needy pussy, which was now drooling in anticipation. 

“Fuuck…” She whispered, her voice quivering.

“You like playing the role of my little slut girlfriend, don’t you?” He asked, squeezing her plump cheeks.

“Mmmpf!” She nodded slightly before shoving her tongue back into his mouth.

Ethan was barely able to muster up the self control to not fuck his roommate at that moment. His cock was swelling in his pants, desperate to escape and enter her, but he wanted her in his bed. He was determined to have her come to him for the ravishing she needed, without the fake non-consent act. He pulled away and released his hold on her, leaning back into the leather seat. Leah suddenly felt very out of place, horny and panting on his lap. She knew then that he was not going to take her after all. Which should’ve been a relief, but was instead a massive disappointment. 

“God… Fuck you for doing this to me,” she said, half smiling and climbing back to the passenger seat.

“Give me your panties,” Ethan commanded. 

“Wha-”

“You heard me. Hand them over. We’re not leaving the car until you do.”

She knew she should outright refuse, but Leah was struck by his abrupt change in tone, and found herself reluctantly sliding the fabric down her legs. Her dominant roommate watched her with a hardened expression as she submitted herself, presenting her private clothing to him before he snatched it from her. Ethan inspected the garment for a moment and stuffed it into his pocket. Her slit was now exposed to the open air, and she felt incredibly vulnerable as she waited for his next move. Maybe he wasn’t finished with her after all.

“Of course they’re soaking wet,” he teased.

“Gee, I wonder why, you jerk. So are you gonna ruin those ones too?” She tried to feign disgust, but the thought of him drenching her panties in his thick cum again was all too delectable in her highly aroused state.

“You can pick them up from me later,” he said, and to her surprise, opened the car door. Leah winced audibly in frustration as he closed it, squeezing her thighs together to try and take the edge off. She was so incredibly turned on, and wished that she and Ethan could have just stayed the entire night in the privacy of his vehicle. The evening wasn’t over though, and with Josh still at work, she had no idea what might unfold back in the apartment.

Her canvas under her arm, Leah strode across the parking lot and joined her roommate at the elevator. Her heart was racing, knowing that he could pounce at any moment. He didn’t though, and the two entered the apartment without any further exchange of words. Ethan grinned at her, twirling her panties around his finger, and stepping towards his bedroom. “You know where to find me.”

“You’re such a perv. I can’t believe you’re gonna go jerk off on those when the real thing is right in front of you.”

He stopped in his tracks, turning slightly. “What are you saying, Leah?”

“N-nothing, I…” She stammered.

“You’d rather I drain my big balls all over you instead? Or maybe deep inside of you?”

“I… we can’t…” She was frozen in place, too conflicted to think straight. Her pussy was aching at the thought of following him into his room and letting him have his way with her, but she had been working so hard to avoid that very thing. Leah wanted her roommate to take the choice out of her hands, to pull her into his lair against her will, but he wasn’t making the move.

“I’ll see you in a bit,” he muttered knowingly, and disappeared behind his door. Leah was left flustered, standing in the middle of the room, with a trickle of her own juices running down her inner thigh. It wasn’t until the front door swung open that she was snapped out of her daze, and she turned to see her boyfriend stumble in, looking exhausted.

“Hey babe. I’m beat…” He dropped his bag and shuffled towards their bedroom, not even acknowledging the painting of naked Ethan that she was still holding. Leah, relieved that he had showed up in time to prevent her from making the wrong decision, followed him. Hopefully they could resolve whatever had gotten into him, and even have some make-up sex if she was lucky. She so desperately needed to be filled. Josh collapsed onto the bed and let out a long sigh. She lay beside him and kissed his forehead.

“You okay?”

“Meh… Just the longest day,” he explained, eyes closing.

“I’m sorry. Well I can make you feel better,” she said suggestively, her hand dropping to his belt and undoing his pants.

“Not right now babe. Not in the mood,” he said sleepily.

“Why did you get so upset earlier? It was a public class, not like some dingy strip club or something,” she tried to explain.

“I don’t wanna talk about it!” He folded his arms and turned away from her. She waited in silence for a while, trying to think of what to say to him. “I just need to sleep,” he added.

“Why aren’t you talking to me anymore?” Leah asked in distress. This had been the new normal for the past two weeks, Josh just closing her off. He was snoring within minutes, and she tried to sleep too, but lay awake in conflict. She knew she had messed up badly, letting things with Ethan get completely out of control, but she had been trying so hard to pick up the pieces. She felt as though her boyfriend wasn’t reciprocating anymore. The joy in their relationship was supposed to have returned now that they were back on track, but things felt worse than ever with him now.

The need between her legs had not subsided even a little. She put her troubles with Josh aside for the moment, and allowed her fingers to touch her clit, which instantly rocked her with a tingle of pleasure. The young girlfriend quietly played with herself, her mind wandering to the bedroom across the apartment. She wondered if Ethan was actually pleasuring himself with her underwear, and if he would soil them like he did that morning. She pictured the fabric that had been snug against her wet pussy, now gliding up and down his rock hard shaft. Leah thought about their steamy make out session in his car, and how amazingly hot it was to share that intimate act in the protective darkness of the parking garage. Just then, her phone buzzed.

Come get your panties. Done with them.

She hurriedly typed a response, her left hand not leaving her slippery cunt. Eww. You can keep them. You probably dumped a big nasty load on them.

Huge. You should come and see.

Yeah no thanks. You’ll probably trap me in there and force me to touch them or something.

Is Josh asleep?

Ugh. Yes.

You must be so horny right now.

Maybe…

Will you just pick these up please, they’re starting to leak onto my bed.

I’m not falling for that.

Cmon, you know you want them. They will help you with your little problem.

Leah paused at his last message, wondering if he heard her getting down and dirty with his cum that morning. If only there was a way to get her hands on that semen without him knowing so she could have another one of those climaxes. My only problem is you won’t leave me the fuck alone!

Ooooh. You should come tell me off you lying slut.

Between the flirting and the attention she was giving her clit, Leah had achieved peak lust. Without a conscious decision to do so, his last taunt caused her to jump out of bed, and march across the apartment toward her roommate. She quietly, but forcefully swung Ethan’s bedroom door open and closed it behind her. She turned to him with an expression of anger, inspired by the combative energy of their conversation. The man was fully nude, laying on his back with his massive erection pointing at the ceiling, and her tiny panties tightly wrapped around his throbbing shaft.

“You’re the fucking liar!” She accused him, observing that he had clearly not cum yet.

“Whaaat? I thought you’d be thrilled that they’re still clean,” he teased. His eyes fell to the hem of her skirt, which she had still not changed out of. “Are you still not wearing any?”

She hadn’t even thought of it, and realized she should’ve put on more clothes before barging in there. “I didn’t get a chance!”

“And Josh didn’t wonder why you had that skirt on with no panties in sight?”

“He went right to bed.”

“Well no wonder you’re all fired up. I guess I can allow you to have these ones back even though I am technically not done with them after all…”

Between the alluring sight of her sexy roommate, and the titillating familiar aspects of his bedroom playing on her senses, Leah found her legs automatically approaching his bedside. She reached out slowly towards his cock, ignoring the part of her brain that urged her to turn and escape while she still could. “Yeah, I’ll just take back my property and be on my way…” Her finger tips made contact with the material, and she stroked them lightly along his length trying to find a piece of the fabric she could get a hold of. “How the hell did you get these so twisted up?” Ethan’s big dick twitched as she felt around for a way to remove her panties. “Ugh… This would be a lot easier if you weren’t so fucking hard.”

Ethan waited patiently as his roommate fondled him. She was clearly playing dumb, and he decided to relax and see what she would do next. Leah wrapped her hand around the base of his shaft and started pulling upwards in an attempt to slide the clothing off of him. She was basically jerking him off at that point, and pulled again and again in an almost trance-like state.

“Mmm… Just like old times eh?” He murmured approvingly.

“I’m just trying to get my panties back,” she retorted. Her efforts were successfully removing the fabric from his swollen shaft little by little, but they both knew the game she was playing.

Ethan groaned as her soft hands started gliding further upwards, rubbing across the sensitive ridge of his inflated head, and he issued a warning. “You know you’re playing with fire, right?”

Leah grinned widely at his comment, the risk that he might make a move on her stoking her already blazing desire further. The underwear was almost fully untangled and barely clinging on, but she wanted to tease him just a bit more before leaving. “You mean like this?” She licked her thumb and rubbed his most sensitive spot for a few seconds, stopping when she felt him throb in her grip. He groaned deeply. “Or this?” She asked tauntingly, suddenly stroking his entire length in both hands just how she knew he liked it. She giggled, and could actually see his balls visibly tightening up, but then stopped stroking as abruptly as she started. Ethan inhaled sharply, but still hadn’t moved. “Is this… playing with… fire?” She grabbed her dangling panties, plucked them off of him, and turned to leave the room.

Before she could take a second step, she felt his large hand squeeze around her upper thigh, and she was forcefully pulled back toward the bed. After a swift whirlwind of being hoisted and twisted by Ethan’s considerable strength, Leah found herself straddling him, her legs spread, and her bare pussy lips parted against his thick, flattened shaft. She squirmed instinctively, but he had a vice-like grip on her hips, and she only managed to slide her juicy clit along his unyielding hardness. She almost came right then, having been so thoroughly manhandled into such a compromising position. Their genitals were mashed against each other, both warm, lubricated, and aching with need. One small move and he could be inside of her.

“Ethan… Fuck…” Leah’s face was twisted in lust, with a noticeable hint of inner conflict.

“Shhh. Don’t overthink it. Let’s finish our date the right way. Kiss me.” He slid a hand up her back and flattened his palm between her shoulders, then pulled her downwards until the tips of their noses were touching. They closed the gap in unison and their eager tongues clashed together as if it were a fight to the death. The two roommates kissed forcibly with unbridled lust, clawing at each other’s skin and moaning as Leah’s soaking cunt coated him with her viscous fluids. Her skirt had ridden up considerably, and Ethan tugged the straps off of her shoulders, causing her dress to fall from her chest. Still locked onto her lips, he smoothly found her wrists and maneuvered them behind her, pinning them together against her lower back.

Leah moaned loudly and gasped for air as he broke the lengthy kiss. She caught a brief glimpse of the fire in his eyes before he mouthed his way down her neck and to her soft chest, which he attacked hungrily. The young girlfriend felt helpless and exposed, her only clothing bunched around her waist, and her useless arms firmly held in place. She was an open buffet of sweet treats for her roommate to do what he pleased with, and he feasted. Leah was on top, but Ethan was still fully in control, and she could do little more than bite her tongue in an attempt to not squeal in pleasure as he sucked and nibbled her tits.

It was happening again. She had promised herself that this sort of debauchery was a closed chapter in her life, yet here she was letting a man who was not her boyfriend have his way with her. At this point, she couldn’t escape even if she wanted to, but deep down Leah knew what she was doing when she walked into his bedroom; and when she returned his kiss in the car; and when she was complacent to receive his delivery of fresh cum on the panties he’d stolen. She’d been desperately craving Ethan’s primal masculine energy, and now that she was in his clutches once more, her nervous system was firing on all cylinders. She ground her creamy pussy against his fat, meaty cock, and couldn’t wait to feel it stretch her open again.

Ethan was in heaven, his succulent roommate finally back in his bed after weeks of waiting. He relished all the intoxicating details of the moment: her perfect little naked body on top of him, the feel of her supple yet perky tits against his face, and her silky pussy oozing invitingly all over his cock. His patience was about to pay off, and he readied himself to spear her tight folds. He was going to fuck Leah tonight, except this time he wouldn’t be honoring her silly mental game of “I’m not the one doing this”. This time she was going to have to come to terms with the fact that she wanted him as badly as he wanted her. He would accept nothing less than her complete submission to him, to finally become the willing slut she was built to be. With those thoughts reaffirmed, he pulled her forward a bit and lined himself up for entry.

“You want it, Leah?” They locked eyes, neither daring to blink, and both panting in unison. She nodded. “Say it…”

“I want it.”

“You want what?”

“Iiiiit-Ooh!” She yelped as he pushed into her tightness, stopping before actually sinking his head in. “Yes! That! Your big fucking cock!” She tried to throw her ass back and engulf him, but he easily held her in place by her still pinned wrists.

“I want to fuck my little slut though. It seems like you forgot who you were for a while there…”

Leah couldn’t take it anymore. She would say anything to get him inside of her, not that her admission was wholly untrue. “Ngghhh! Please fuck me Ethan! I’m your little slut! I want to be fucked like your slut!” OH MY GOD! YES!” He finally gave her the slack she’d been fighting for and her soaking pussy swallowed his entire cock one pleasurable inch at a time. It felt even better than she could remember. That red-hot, throbbing piece of meat forced its way into her deepest reaches, filling her to the maximum, until her swollen clit landed on his pubic bone.  With all of the anticipation and tense build up that had occurred, it was all she needed to hit her peak. “FUCK! I’M CUMMING! I’M FUCKIIIING-” Her announcement transformed into garbled nonsense as the orgasm overwhelmed her senses.

Ethan bucked up into her in small rapid movements, causing her to vibrate on top of him, hammering her sensitive clit again and again. Her pulsing cunt felt so amazing on his cock, he could probably cum right then if he allowed himself to. He pushed her wrists downward and away from him slightly, causing her back to arch and her chest to open up. Her tits bounced wildly as she shook upon his lap and he squeezed one of them with his free hand. He delighted in how compatible their bodies were, and how quick she was to climax from having him inside of her. “Look at me,” he commanded, freeing her wrists suddenly which caused to slump forward and catch herself on his chest.

Leah opened her eyes and felt as if she was waking from a dream after being so lost in pleasure. She met Ethan’s icy stare and shuddered. She was openly fucking him. There was no denying it, and she dug her nails into his broad chest as if to confirm he was really there. “Holy fucking shit…”

“Forgot how good it could feel?”

“Yes… Hooohfff… You fuck me so good…”

“Babe, I haven’t even started.”

“Ohhh fuck…”

“Now ride my big cock like the horny little slut you are.” SMACK. He punctuated his instruction with a heavy slap on her ass.

“AH! Yessir…” Leah could hardly believe the words coming out of her mouth. She was too wrapped up in the moment and just naturally fell into the submissiveness his dominant energy called for. It just felt too right to fight it. She began rotating her hips and moaning openly at the feeling of his rigid cock holding her in place upon him.

“Mmmm… Damn that tight pussy feels so great…”

“Nghhh, Yeah?”

“Yeah. Keep grinding into me just like that. You are so fucking hot.” His encouragement had an effect, and Leah rocked her hips more forcefully, swinging them backward and forward so that his cock began easing in and out of her slightly. It felt exquisite, and she settled into a steady rhythm. During their previous sexual encounters she just let him do what he wanted, and played the questionably willing participant. This time though, the question was out the window, and she was determined to impress him with the pleasure she could offer. Ethan muttered more approval, and she ramped up her efforts even further, using her knees to lift herself and bounce on his cock with more enthusiasm. Soon she was experiencing at least half of his length passing through her again and again, and moaned deeply as another climax appeared on the horizon.

“Oh! Oh! Yes!” Leah wasn’t normally very vocal during sex, but each time her bottom crashed into Ethan, a pleasure-induced sound escaped her. His thick cock was driving her crazy, stuffing her fully over and over. The wonderfully overwhelming sensation was something she had not been able to come close to replicating since the agreement ended. Why does your stupid big dick have to feel so fucking good!? She continued bouncing in his lap with enthusiasm while his hands groped her all over. Leah was determined to cum again and put all of her energy into riding him. She felt a thin layer of sweat forming on her shoulders and lower back as she exerted herself for their mutual benefit.

“You gonna cum, my slut?”

“Yeah! Yeah, yeah, yeah!” She was right on the cusp when Ethan abruptly grabbed her hips and held her firmly in place against him, denying her of the final pumps she needed. “NO! UGH WHY?” She cried out like a child being denied her favorite toy. “Why do you always– Nghhh! I’ll do anything!”

“You’re mine to use whenever I feel like it now, you got that?” He glared at her, using all his strength to prevent her desperate squirms from finishing the job.

“Yes! Whenever you want! Please!”

“I’m serious. No more games, Leah. This pussy belongs to me now.”

The young girlfriend had said deplorable things to him in the throes of passion before, but she could tell this exchange was more fateful. She was sick of worrying. Sick of all the guilt and overthinking. For now, she decided to live fully in the moment and give herself fully to him. “Yes! It’s yours! I want to be your slut! I want you to take what’s yours! Please fuck me all night and make me forget everything else!”

“Good girl.” Ethan was more than pleased with her submission and lifted her bottom into the air. She gasped in anticipation and he started violently hammering into her from below.

“OH MY GOD! FUCKING–FUCK ME SO HARD!” Leah’s unbridled screams and the harsh slapping of skin bounced off of the walls, completely drowning out the wet squelching of her spasming cunt being pounded harder than ever before. Her eyes rolled into the back of her head as her helpless body was thrashed with ecstasy and pumped full of massive cock at an obscene tempo. 

Ethan continued his aggressive assault for what felt like minutes of unimaginable pleasure, tightly gripping her torso as he unleashed all of his pent up lust for her. He fucked Leah like a ragdoll, determined to unload the first of many hot, sticky doses of semen that were churning in his heavy balls. He planned to drain every last drop he had into his roommate that night, to consummate their new understanding. The mere thought of breeding the sexy slut until the sun came up was enough to push him over the edge. With a guttural roar, Ethan planted himself as deep within her as humanly possible and held on for dear life as his cock spasmed wildly and exploded. Pure satisfaction washed over him as he launched rope after rope of thick seed against the woman’s vulnerable cervix.

The little bit of consciousness that Leah had left became suddenly aware of the warm substance spreading rapidly within her. Somehow her orgasm still had life in it, and she moaned deeply as he recklessly spilled all of his virile batter into her. She felt as though she was going to pass out, her vision blurring, and she fell forward, slumping into his arms which caught her at the last second. Her mind still buzzing, she opened her eyes to find his face against hers. A force at the back of her head guided her lips to his, and she offered her tongue. They kissed deeply as the final waves of their combined climaxes ran their course, his cock still throbbing and spewing its last globs of cum inside of her.

After a while of losing themselves in each other’s mouths, Ethan shifted and rotated their mingled bodies so that he was on top, their slick chests pressed against one another. He never withdrew from her depths, and though he’d deflated slightly, Leah’s pussy was still stuffed completely. He kissed her again and began slowly easing his way out of her, but then entered her again before pulling out entirely. He repeated the movements, kissing her sweetly and thrusting in and out of her cum-filled depths.

“Oh my God…” Leah was beside herself. She couldn’t believe the man was still going. She wondered if perhaps she had been too out of it and misread if he’d finished or not. “You didn’t… Cum?”

“Buckets. But that doesn’t mean I’m anywhere near finished with you,” he cooed, planting his lips on her cheek.

“Fucking hell… How is this real life?” She kissed at his ear, settling comfortably into the sensual slow-fucking he was giving her. “Ohhhh… That feels so good…” Leah ran her fingers down his rippled back. The sudden striking contrast of the tender moment after the brutal fucking he’d just given her before was unimaginably erotic. She could feel the raw power within his machine of a body, and yet he was moving so gently and carefully, completely dominating the tone of their coupling with utmost control. Leah couldn’t help but praise him more. “You are so fucking good at this. I hate you…”

“You’re not so bad yourself. You ever ridden a cock this big?”

“You already know the answer to that…”

Ethan chuckled lightly. “Well you were a natural, and you’re gonna get real used to it. Don’t you worry.”

Leah closed her eyes and savored the peaceful moment. At that enticingly slow pace, she could feel every detail of his anatomy as it passed in and out of her; spending a full second feeling so empty and craving more, and then the next completely full again. Her lips were graced with his and she submitted to what was quite possibly the most passionate kiss of her life. They made out for several minutes, and as she got to know his style more intimately, she knew she would never get tired of it. Leah could feel his semen leaking out and pooling beneath her ass as he softly plunged her sopping hole. It was hard to imagine there would be more of it, and she shuddered at the thought that he was simply making room for the next fresh batch of cum. “I think I could definitely get used to this,” she admitted openly.

“Being a bad girl?” Ethan asked before bending slightly and sucking one of her prominent nipples into his mouth.

“Mmmm… Yeah… Being a bad slut for you–Fuck yes!” A quick jolt of pain ran through her as he clamped down on her sensitive bud.

Ethan hadn’t stopped thrusting, and could feel his cock swelling up again. “You know bad sluts get fucked hard, dont you?” He kissed her roughly, holding her bottom lip between his teeth as he pulled away.

“Ohhh fuck… I’ve been really, really fucking bad, Ethan…” The depraved dirty talk was turning her on immensely. It felt so natural, especially after a full day of flirting and fighting off impure thoughts about him. Leah braced herself for the inevitable pummeling as he lifted his torso from her. The gentle sex was over, and Ethan began thrusting forcefully again. She wrapped her legs around his hips and clutched his extended forearms, holding onto anything she could to endure the brutal fucking she was about to experience. “Oh my God, yes. Please fuck me with that big cock!”

“I love hearing you beg for it,” he grunted as he threw his hips into her.

“Mmpfff! Use my wet pussy! Please!” Leah’s brain was completely overstimulated and she couldn’t decide what sensation to focus on. When Ethan had taken her from behind weeks ago, she wouldn’t dare look at him, and focused solely on the feeling of his cock sliding in and out of her while part of her denied it was even happening. Now she was forced to confront the man that was doing this to her, immersing herself in his presence as she hugged him tightly. She felt a surreal connection between his body and her own. It was almost as if she had never had sex before, and she couldn’t believe what she had been missing out on.

Ethan was really giving it to her, determined to permanently cement himself in his roommate’s sexual memory bank. She would never be able to deny him again after this, and he was going to thoroughly enjoy free reign over her body. Leah’s tight little pussy felt fucking incredible, and he truly felt as though it was all he would ever need. “I fucking love how wet you are for me you sexy bitch,” he groaned in her ear, pausing the hammering for a moment and rotating his hips against her. She moaned in delight. “I’m going to use your slutty little holes every day from now on…”

“Ohhhh fuck yes…”

“They all belong to me now.”

“Mhmmm…”

“I’ll allow you to fuck your boyfriend for a little while longer, but only if you think about me the whole time.” Ethan knew it was a devilish thing to say, but his sexually charged brain wanted her to know he was fully in control.

“I already do… fuck…” Leah confessed, too caught up in the heat of the moment to feel anything other than the overwhelming lust.

“You’ve thought about me having my way with you like this so many times, haven’t you?”

“Ughhh… Yes…”

“Rubbing your needy little cunt in your bed and wishing my big cock was stretching you out?”

“God yes… It feels so fucking good…” She grabbed at his muscled ass, trying to pull more of him into her. He responded with a few more deep pumps. “UGH YES! Please don’t stop!”

“It doesn’t feel this good with Josh?” He asked maliciously, pausing to speak, and starting up again to punctuate the comparison.

“OH! No… Not even close…” She had felt the urge to lie, but there was no point in denying it. 

“You’ve been deprived for so long…” He bucked into her for several long, deep strokes before letting her reply.

Leah was squirming wildly beneath him. His pattern of false starts had her pussy on fire, begging for more. “God, please give it to me!” She knew he wanted more depraved confessions from her. “It’s true… I had no idea what I was missing… You’re so much bigger… And stronger… You know exactly how to make me cum… The way you take control and manhandle me is so fucking hot… How you make me take your bare cock and cum inside of me…” Leah shuddered at her own summary. “Please fuck me hard, Ethan. Yes! YES!”

Ethan resumed his previously established powerful thrusting, the room once again filled with the obscene sounds of slapping wet skin. The sweat coating their bodies grew heavier as the intensity between them carried on. He rose to his knees, lifting her ass with him, and continued pounding his new fuck doll with a clear view of her delicious figure writhing beneath him. Before long she was clearly cumming again, twisting the sheets in her clenched fists and biting her lip as he drilled his passion into her. Her perfect tits were on full display, wildly bouncing up and down while he fucked her through her potent orgasm. He persisted through it all, thrusting into her like a madman without a care in the world for anything but his own burgeoning climax. 

Leah had lost any sense for the passing of time, unsure whether she’d cum once or twice, or five times in a row. All she knew was that the man digging his fingers into her fleshy hips and using her like his personal fuck doll was not going to stop until he was finished, and she was loving every second of it. His release had to be coming soon, and she found herself awaiting the sensation of him flooding her again with utmost anticipation. “Please cum inside of me!” Her careful protection of her fertile organs had completely melted away for this encounter, and she craved more of the danger his sexual release filling her chamber posed. Leah’s dirty little wish was granted, and she moaned in satisfaction as his big cock pulsed deep within her, painting her forbidden inner walls with his gooey spunk. The feel of a man spurting all of his seed out of his throbbing member was a wicked delight she never knew she desired, and now she was hooked.

Leah tightly locked her ankles above his ass, using all of her strength to hold him against her and milk every last drop he had to offer. She lifted her heaving chest and pulled his chiseled jaw in for another deep kiss as he unloaded his second batch of fresh semen into her. Time stood still as they licked and nibbled one another through his orgasm. Her spasming pussy ejected more fresh cum as he filled her well past capacity, and she reached down to feel the globs of the sticky substance collecting beneath her. It was an impossibly large puddle at that point, and she had to touch it to confirm what she had felt trickling down her skin. How her roommate possessed a seemingly endless well of cum she did not know, but she was so turned on by the massive release that she could happily drown in it.

“Mmm… You really are the perfect little cum dump, you know that?” He muttered, pulling his slimy cock from her fully for the first time since penetrating her and admiring the cream pie flowing from her pinkness.

“Ngh… I can’t believe how fucking much there is. I feel so full,” she cooed in a sultry tone. 

Ethan repositioned himself, straddling her torso and resting on her soft chest until his cum-covered dick hovered above her face. “Clean it all up, slut.”

Leah took him into her mouth without hesitation, slurping all of the sexual fluids from him noisily like the dirty girl he was bringing out of her. She remembered to make eye contact while she sucked him dry, and swallowed every last drop dutifully, earning his praise. Her entire body was buzzing, a blanket of ecstasy that refused to let go. Once again, Ethan’s intuition was on point, and he lay beside her to rest and allow them both a moment to bask and recharge. Leah cuddled up, resting her head on his chest and draping her thigh over him. She was reminded of the distant morning she had woken up in the exact position, mortified that her body’s subconscious longing would be discovered. Little did she know then that she would find herself in the same spot, but thoroughly fucked and full of her roommates thick cum.

“Enjoy your break. We have a long night ahead of us,” Ethan said, warmly embracing his conquest.

******

There will be a chapter 7...