Apartment with roommates

“Could you put me in an apartment with some hot roommates?”

“Can do, compiling now.”

Reality seeps away, my vision blurs at the edges and slowly blacks out before slowly returning.

I find myself in bed in a small but nice looking bedroom. The sun is shining brightly through the curtains, feels early. I hear chatter coming from outside so I get up and make my way to the door eager to see what my roommates look like.

Opening the door I see two incredibly cute brunettes sitting at the breakfast table, playing on their phones, munching away at oatmeal and talking to each other. Both are dressed in loose t-shirts and nothing else.

Seeing two gorgeous women almost naked has a pretty immediate effect, I feel my member stiffen at the sight. The two their heads to face me as they notice me standing there, “Morning,” the two say brightly. The nearest one turns back to her food and phone while the one on the other side of the table spares a glance down at my briefs and visibly erect cock. “So James, how do you want get rid of today’s morning wood?”

The one with her eyes glued to her phone pipes up, “Why do you even bother asking? He practically never chooses our mouths or pussies, it’s always ass this anal that. Do you really think all of a sudden he’s going touch my pussy today? We both know the only thing he’s going to do is ram my asshole raw,” turning to look at me accusingly, she adds, “Or am I wrong? Whose it gonna be today? Me or Becca?”

Well she’s got me pinned. I like this one’s attitude so I make my way over to her, I grab her under the armpits and gently pull her up, she stands up and gets off her seat, leaning forward over the table and giving me better access to her ass. She sounds frustrated and huffs out, “Me again, figures. Why do you always go for the ass?”

“Why not?”

She sighs but otherwise doesn’t move away. I place the tip of my cock on her asshole and start pushing in. It slips easily inside and I quickly begin fucking her ass at a decent pace. It’s not exactly as tight as I imagined it would be, but I enjoy the implication. I fuck her ass as she plays around on her phone and eats breakfast for a few minutes before I hear Becca clear her throat. “James, why do you always pick Steph’s ass? I mean, I’m glad you do, I like still having a tight ass, but wouldn’t my tight asshole feel better? So how come you never choose me?”

“Huh, I don’t know, I guess it’s not all about the physical sensations, it’s like, the psychological part of it is important to me. I chose Steph because I like her attitude,” I say slapping Steph’s ass, “I like that she’s letting me ream out her asshole first thing in the morning all the while eating breakfast like it’s no big deal.”

Steph mumbles out, “It stopped being a big deal after the 100th time you sodomized me.” My cock twitches in response to her casual attitude and I decide to pick up the pace and start fucking her with deeper and longer strokes. Seemingly encouraged by this Steph livens up and speaks up with a tinge of anger to her voice, “and you want to know what? This is starting to have some kind of effect on me. I don’t mean right now, I mean, when you weren’t here all last week because of that road trip. At first I thought, great, no more dealing with James inside my asshole all the time but then morning came around and I get this empty feeling in my ass, like I needed something inside it. Which was exactly what it was, I spent half an hour that first morning shoving things up my ass, trying to masturbate with anything that fit to try and scratch that itch,” as Steph continues her rant she gets increasingly frustrated. My cock continues twitching as she recounts her story and I keep picking up my pace, fucking her deeper, harder and faster as she talks. The kitchens filled with sounds of slapping meat as I bottom out inside her again and again.

“The cucumber sorta did it, but I had to go out and buy a dildo and fuck myself with it before that feeling finally went away. And it wasn’t easy getting it to go away I’ll have you know. The feeling kept getting worse, so by the time I got the dildo I couldn’t even wait to get home. I had to go into a changing room at a store nearby to fuck myself, oh and gentle fucking wasn’t working, I had to actually pound my asshole as fast as I could. The 6 inch dildo I bought tickled that itch but didn’t scratch it the way I needed dammit, going fast helped but only just. Jesus I wasn’t even bloody horny, I just needed my ass pounded. Do you know how weird it is to spend an hour slamming something up your ass as fast as you can without wanting it but needing it anyway?”

Steph takes a breath to steady herself, she’s really been waiting a while to vent all this. When she calms down, she starts ticking things off on her fingers, saying, “I at least managed to get myself off at the end, but that’s the other thing! I think anal is the only way I can get off now, I tried fucking my pussy with it but there was just nothing happening. Ass didn’t work either unless I was doing it roughly enough. Chirst you should have seen the state of my asshole by the end of it, I practically turned it inside out. I had to go back to the store to buy an 8” one; that one worked better while you were gone...” Steph sigh and says bitterly, “I just wanted you to know this is all your fault, with your incessant fucking assfucking!” In a voice dripping with sarcasm, “So just thank you soooo much for turning me into an actual anal addict. How am I even supposed to explain this to my boyfriend when I get one? ‘Babe I need you to assfuck me at least daily otherwise I go crazy and shove things up my ass all day. Oh and I can’t do vaginal because I can only get off from being sodomized’ I’m never going to have normal sex at this rate.”

I’m pistoning into her ass as fast I can manage by the end of her rant, but the end catches me off guard, “Wait, are you saying you’re a virgin?”

“Not really, but technically I guess. A real dicks never been in my pussy if that’s what you mean”

The thought turns me on more than I can say and I blow my load right there, pushing inside her as deep as I can go. I hug her from behind for a few long moments before I start growing soft and slip out of her ass with a slight wet sound. My cum follows close behind and drips down to the tile floor. Steph looks down between her feet seeing the mess and says with a sigh, “You’re cleaning that up, after enjoying my ass the least you can do is clean up the mess.”

Sounds fair enough, I grab some tea towels and start cleaning up the mess around her asshole and on the floor. “So did you enjoy that at least?” I ask Steph

“No I told you, I can’t get off until my ass is treated rough enough.”

Stunned I ask, “That wasn’t rough?”

“That was 15 minutes of your usual daily ritual, not proper sex for me. All that did was get rid of the itch.”

Wow. I’d really have to step up my game for round 2 then.