My roommate’s sex slave was suddenly me
My name is Johanna, I am 23 years old and I am in my sixth semester of art history and Japanese studies. I know the latter is rather unusual, but I am interested in Asian culture and Japanese culture in particular. For almost three years now I have been living in Munich in a flat share near the English Garden.
A nice residential area, although not exactly cheap. But in the shared apartment the costs are shared, so the financial side works out quite well. I don’t have a boyfriend at the moment, the boys at my age are too childish and simply exhausting for me. That’s why I also looked for a room with a man who is 19 years older than me. I get along with him much better than with my peers. But one day to become the sex slave of my roommate, I cannot imagine in my wettest dreams with the best will in the world.
His name is Martin, he is almost two metres tall and has a very dominant appearance, which has always impressed me. His broad shoulders and his well-built body are not to be despised either. I myself measure only 1.60 meters at 50 kg, but with my large natural breasts (cup size 75 E) I immediately captivated every man. My head is decorated with long blonde hair and many of my acquaintances and friends attest me a sugar-sweet face. Blessed am I with a seductive pout with full lips, with which I have already driven one or the other guy out of his mind and made him really crazy.
Martin and I get along fine. Until recently he had a girlfriend and probably because of that he had never shown interest in me and so it remained a platonic friendship. His girlfriend is my age. Apparently, he likes younger women. As I once noticed, his girlfriend is probably also his sex slave, he has some tendency towards that. So far I could not do much with it in my life, I always had only tense cuddle sex. Sure, I also dream of being pushed and pulled through by a real guy, but maybe I just don’t have the right partner for that. But who knows what’s not, may yet come. Fortunately I am not an impatient person who needs his will unconditionally.
One evening Martin was sitting in the kitchen. He just looked amazing in that dark suit! But something was wrong with him, his penetrating eyes didn’t sparkle as usual.
He looked sad. When I asked him if everything was okay, he replied that he wanted to go to a club with his girlfriend today, but that she had suddenly broken up with him this afternoon because of another man. Very well I can imagine that this hit him like a bang!
We talked briefly and without further ado I offered him to go out with him tonight instead of his girlfriend. If I had known beforehand what kind of club it was – I would probably have sunk into the ground in shame. But I didn’t know and I didn’t ask him.
So I disappeared into my room and put on my favorite dress. It was off-the-shoulder and studded with gold studs. In addition I put on a pair of bracelets and decorated myself with a pair of long earrings – matching the dress of course both in gold. Granted, I found myself quite sexy with my bronze skin.
If I were a man, I’d fuck myself. No question. Is that arrogant or presumptuous? I think not. Because I just know what I have to offer. I keep my body in shape with a lot of sport (endurance and fitness) and healthy nutrition.
When I came back into the living room, Martin was wearing a dark suit that emphasized his muscles. He looked really sexy. Why hadn’t I noticed this before?! Maybe it was because of his girlfriend, who I was a thorn in his side as a female roommate anyway. But that was now in the past. And indeed, I now see Martin with completely different eyes than before.
We drove with his 5-series BMW into the city, where we should spend the evening. The “Alexandrium” was located in a manor house on an estate. Rather luxurious and noble here, I had to admit to myself. Fortunately, it was not an establishment that smelled of piss and alcohol. Because there were plenty of such locations in the city! Probably also very expensive, but Martin took care of the finances. He has a good job and a lot of money, but he lives with me because he doesn’t like being alone at home. He just needs the company.
In the club we sat down in the fireplace room after the welcome by the organizers, a couple around 40 years old. Martin fetched me a cocktail and sat down next to me on an overhanging, leather armchair and pointed to the floor. At first I didn’t quite understand, but then I understood what he meant. He wanted me to sit at his feet, which I eventually did. I put my arms on his legs and stroked them a little, which he obviously liked very much, because I could see the bump in his trousers more than clearly. It was the candlelight and the flickering of the fireplace that immersed the whole room in a romantic atmosphere. There were two men and a woman in the room besides us.
I was soaking wet as a bucket of water, the pussy juice was running down my face
One of them was fingering the cunt of the tied up lady, the other one was just sticking his oversized cock in her mouth when I looked over at them.
Yes, she was tied up and somehow it excited me. Her hands were tied above her head. One of the guys held her arms up so that he could better sink his stiff strap into her throat. The woman moaned louder and louder, but abruptly the trio stopped and the men pulled the woman out of the room on a collar. Martin and I were now alone in the fireplace room.
Attracted by the alcohol and the scenery, Martin grabbed my hair by the hair and pulled me up. Then he commanded me to the big canopy bed. It wasn’t just a bed. It was a bedchamber like a real castle, huge, decorated in gold and covered with dark red cloths. He told me to stop and now he took off my dress. I felt Martin’s hand in my back and he pushed me firmly onto the rather hard mattress. I paused briefly and let it happen. With hand and foot cuffs he fixed me to the bedposts and smiled at me diabolically. Maybe he even smiled, I was in a trance at that moment. What was he up to? He put a blindfold on me and I waited for the next minutes with obvious excitement.
He had spread my legs and so I lay there almost naked in front of my roommate. He had left me my underwear, but that wasn’t what he had in mind, because with a tug he tore my bra and panties (which were already a bit damp) off my body. So I offered myself defencelessly to him. I was even a little ashamed to present myself to him like this with openly gaping pussy. I’m sure he could see my excitement in the light. The pussy juice already ran down my thighs, I was so horny now. Meanwhile his hands slid up and down the inside of my legs again, but without touching my labia. At the slightest touch I flinched. Yes, I was expecting him. Martin was to be my lover.
On the way to becoming my roommate’s sex slave
He caressed my whole body, just everywhere. The soft music in the background caressed my senses. With his hands he gently stroked my breasts, his fingers twirling on my nipples, which rose stiffly like the Eiffel Tower in Paris’ evening sky. Again and again he let go of me, interrupted the caresses, only to continue after agonizingly long seconds. Now he knelt on me and unbuttoned his pants. He did not take them off, but remained dressed as he was. It turned me on all the more. I was stark naked, he was fully clothed, only his thick cock was looking out. With his cock he stroked my breasts and face a few times, I tried to grab him with my lips. When I succeeded, I immediately sucked on his bulging glans and with my tongue I played around his Frenulum, his penis frenulum.
He pushed his beating into my mouth with full force, I had to choke and tears ran down my cheeks, smeared my make-up. He liked that, he laughed at me with audible satisfaction. Again and again and again he hammered his cock into my – yes I must say – mouth cunt. My mouth has now been misused as a fuck mouth. He fucked me orally until he was about to inject, because his penis already started to twitch. Just as I was getting ready to have his full load of sperm injected directly into my throat, he stopped, stood up and looked at me closely.
“I want you to be my sex slave,” he whispered to me. I’d be glad to.
He went to the large display case, took out a glass and poured himself a Scotch whisky. Maybe it was an Irish one, I couldn’t see it because I was still wearing the blindfold. When he seemed to have looked at me enough, I suddenly felt his hard butt at my vaginal entrance. He pushed my labia apart with the tip of his tail and slowly penetrated me millimeter by millimeter.
I would have loved to feel him completely right away, but Martin let me fidget. He must have enjoyed the game that made me want to get fucked! More and more energetically I pushed my pelvis forward, and when he pulled back again, I almost noticed something like disappointment.
What I didn’t know: Martin had actually prepared a surprise for his girlfriend. But instead of her I was now tied up and totally horny on the bed in a club unknown to me until then. A few minutes ago two young men had sneaked into the fireplace room and my new lover took off the blindfold. The two boys had already deposited their clothes in the antechamber. Greedily she examined my tied up body, which was so spread out that it offered the best insights. They stared unabashedly at my big breasts and my shaved pussy, which was shining with moisture. They looked like they could hardly contain themselves. Their tails were all relatively big and already hard they stood up to the guys.
Martin waved the two men over and indicated to them that one should fuck me while the other was allowed to push his stiff pipe into my mouth. But before the one started to fuck my pussy, Martin fucked me now in the ass! After a short resistance the sphincter of my rosette gave way and he had free access to my asshole. It hurt at first, but the pain quickly gave way to horniness when I felt the strange cock in my cunt. My first sandwich fuck – under was pretty cool! When the other one started to penetrate my blowing mouth, I couldn’t hold on anymore and my body reared up in the fetters. A tremendous orgasm shook me once strongly through!
I seemed to lose control because I was panting and screaming my head off. The three men fucked my brains out, I came a second time and they kept on fucking me. It felt like slow motion when Martin pulled his cock out of my bottom, pushed the slimmer of the two boys to the side and rammed his smudged cock into my mouth! For a short time I was overcome with disgust, but the fucker under me fucked with his hammer further mercilessly my dripping wet pussy, so that another highlight haunted me.
I reacted as if to a silent order from the boys
I wanted to scream, but Martin pushed his pipe further and deeper into my mouth cunt, until with a first gush he pumped his cum directly into my stomach. I couldn’t swallow the next batch, it was just too much. The white juice ran down the corners of my mouth and dripped onto my breasts. Martin grunted loudly.
One was still jerking his cock while the other one was still fucking my cunt. When they both finished their applause, I knew what the hour had struck and pursed my lips as if on command. I was so horny at that moment that I only wanted them to inject in my face. And the two young gentlemen did not let themselves be asked for long.
Several loads of semen were sprayed into my face, mouth and breasts. It was awesome to be inseminated like that. So far I had no experience with Bukkake. From the chest upwards I was totally covered with the sticky testicular milk. I assure you, this will not be the last time!
From that time on I was the sex slave of my roommate and as such I still experienced many perversions. But more about this in another story. ;-)