Carrie commits to a workout routine

You woke up with the sun beaming into your windows as you rub your eyes sleepily. Checking your alarm clock, you sat on the edge of your bed, wondering what the hell happened last night. Just a day ago, you had the most wonderful, loving girlfriend a man could ever ask for. Now, your possible love of your life is sleeping your asshole of a roommate David.

You wondered what happened last night, after David told you to fuck off to your room. Well, it wasn't a mystery exactly, you could barely sleep at all with the sound of Carrie moaning her heart out to David's thrusts.

"Fuck, I never should have let her fuck him" You cuss to yourself as you storm off into the bathroom. The image of Carrie holding your manhood in her hand with David's flaccid cock resting on her gorgeous face was etched in your mind.

"He's hard, as big as I've ever felt him, but your cock is soft and it's still bigger!" Carrie's voice echoed in your head as you take a cold shower. Your teeth clenches together in anger, you were angry at how sincere Carrie's voice sounded, how deep in lust and ecstasy Carrie was in with David's cock resting peacefully across her face.

But you were also angry at yourself, angry that what Carrie said was true. You were as hard as you ever were yesterday, yet David's flaccid, soft cock was two times bigger and longer than you were, hard!

Your thoughts were swiftly interrupted by the sound of loud, upbeat music coming from the living room. Curious, you quickly dry off with a towel and put some old jeans and a T-shirt that read best-boyfriend. Carrie got you that shirt for your first monthsary and you remembered how happy you felt when she did.

You quickly went down the stairs towards the living room where the music sounded even louder than before. To your surprise, you see Carrie exercising in the living room alone, a Bluetooth speaker blasting some upbeat songs while Carrie does a few squats on a yoga mat.

To be honest, you didn't catch what Carrie was doing first, it was what she was wearing that caught your attention. Carrie was wearing tight-fitting purple leggings that seemed to hug her every curves, showing off her magnificent bubbly butt that any man could see from a distance. She was wearing a black sports bra that showed off her firm midriff.

You felt your cock stiffen as Carrie bends her knees to complete her squat, showing off her round ass prominently as a result. You let out a fake cough, as if to let Carrie know you were behind her. Much to her surprise, Carrie turned around, her eyes meeting yours for a brief moment before she darted her eyes to the floor.

"Morning" You greet your now ex-girlfriend rather awkwardly. You realize how weird it feel to greet Carrie good morning without the word 'babe' in the sentence.

"Good morning" Carrie replied, equally awkward as you as her eyes focused on the floor, avoiding eye contact with you. You walked up towards the kitchen and were about to make yourself coffee when Carrie spoke.

"Look, we should talk about what happened yesterday-"

"Why are you working out so early?" You quickly asked, trying to avoid talking about last night as much as possible.

"Oh this? It's David's orders, he wants me to do 50 squats every morning before he wakes up"

"What? Why?" You asked, clearly dumbfounded.

"He says..." Carrie paused for a moment.

"He says he wants me to maintain my 'perfect ass'..." Carrie said, her cheeks flashing red with embarrassment.

You couldn't believe what you had just heard. David ordered Carrie to do squats and exercises to maintain her figure? Comments like that were one of the reasons why Carrie hated David. He was sexist and demeaning to her on all levels.

"What!? That's ridiculous! You don't have to do that just because fucking David told you to" You were beaming with anger as you grounded your coffee beans in your coffee machine.

"I know....but I want too! I'm kind of his....whore now" Carrie said excitedly, almost as if she was star-struck at just the idea of being a whore for your pig of a roommate David.

"B-But, you told me once you wouldn't touch David with a giant wooden stick, yet alone fuck him. Now all of the sudden, you care about what he thinks of your ass?"

"I know but things are different now.....David makes me feel special! He fills me up in places you've never even came close to filling!" Carrie blurted out irrationally, her face scrunching up in anger to defend David, something you never thought you would see.

An awkward silence hangs in the air as you do best to conceal your hurt, it was pretty obvious Carrie felt this way, judging by how hard she was moaning David's name last night. But to be blatantly and verbally told to your face stung your heart more than you thought it would. Carrie must have realized what she had said as she her face morphed from anger into guilt.

"So, the 3 months we had together meant nothing then?" You weakly ask, staring at the floor of your kitchen.

"Of course not" Carrie revealed as she turned off her music and approached you, wrapping her soft hands around yours in an embraced that surprised you.

"I love you babe, you know that. That's something David will never take away from you, but-" You stare at Carrie's stunning eyes as she spoke. Right before Carrie was about to speak, the sound of a disgusting pig filled the house.

"Hey! Who stopped the music" David yelled as he climbed down the stairs from his bedroom. His footsteps stomping the wooden stairs was like a big dumb troll learning how to walk again. In a flash, Carrie retracted her hands from yours, quickly walking away to her yoga mat to greet David.

"Just finished my morning workout David" Carrie flashed him a sincere, cheeky smile as she rolled up her yoga mat.

"Keeping that fat ass of yours thick? Now that's a good girl" David complimented before slapping Carrie's ass with his hand, a loud smack followed by Carrie's surprised yelp filled the room. You were surprised to notice Carrie's cheeks blushing when David called her a 'good girl'.

"Oh hey loser. Didn't see you there, you weren't eyeing my girlfriend while she was working out now did you? That would be really creepy" David said mockingly as he nonchalantly massaged Carrie's ass with his left hand.

"What! No I wasn't!" You were quick to defend yourself, realizing how humiliating it was to even acknowledge the fact that Carrie was David's plaything.

"Whoa, watch the attitude tough guy"

"What?" You asked.

"Unless you forgot, you're my fucking bitch now. I'm the guy that decides if and when you can put your sad, pathetic excuse for a dick inside my whore. So you better start talking to me with respect, understood?" David asked menacingly. You were silent for a moment, your teeth clenching together with your hands curled in fists.

You were seriously considering whether you should knock your roommate to the ground. But you knew if you did, you wouldn't get the chance to feel Carrie's tight, juicy holes ever again.

"Y-yes.....sir" You clenched your teeth as you spoke.

"About time loser" Once David was done insulting you, he snatches away two cups of coffee meant for Carrie and you and planted his butt on the sofa in the living room.

"Take a seat babe" David insisted as he sipped your cup of coffee, handing the second cup to Carrie. Carrie took a seat opposite David but was quickly corrected by your roommate.

"Nope, wrong seat babe" David smirked as he nudged to his crotch, his legs were spread open like a drunk Santa Claus during Christmas.

"Oops, sorry babe, I forgot" Carrie sheepishly apologized, quickly getting up and placing her round ass right on David's crotch. You could see David's smirk when he felt Carrie's ass firmly pressed against his crotch. As if he had just won a million dollars from a lottery. Cocky Bastard.

"There, isn't that more comfortable?"

"Mhm, it would be better if I had your cock inside me" Carrie purred softly, turning her head around to show her perfect smile.

"Well well, aren't you the little whore" David smirked as he easily lifted Carrie's sports bra, exposing her gorgeous tits to your eyes. Without even bothering to ask, David kneaded and massaged Carrie's firm tits with his hands, occasionally squeezing and pinching them to his liking. Carrie let out a soft moan as David's hands explored her fine rack like Indiana Jones in a fucking temple.

"Hey loser, how the hell were you even able to score such a fuck toy like her anyway huh?" David mocked as he squeezed both of Carrie's perky tits at the same time, leaving Carrie squealing like a schoolgirl.

"You want me inside you don't you? You want my fat fucking, bare cock inside your pussy don't you?" David barked in Carrie's ears as he grabbed hold of her tits firmly.

"Mhmm....y-yes David, I want you inside me so bad! Fuck, I'm already so wet just thinking about it" Carrie bit her lip, doing her best not to look at you as she indulges in her guilty pleasure.

"Wet huh? Now this I have to see" David ordered Carrie to stand up and bend over and without hesitation, she did just that. Standing right in front of David, she slowly arched her back forwards, presenting your roommate with a nice, unobstructed view of her plump ass.

"It's like opening a Christmas present" David laughed as he curled his fingers on Carrie's leggings, savoring the moment as David rolled Carrie's tight purple yoga pants down layer by layer. Until finally, David was presented with Carrie's plump, juicy bare ass.

"HOLY SHIT! Would you look at that" David mouth was left wide open as Carrie's ass was left hanging for him to pervert. Carrie wasn't lying, she really was soaking wet. Her lustfully inviting pussy fold was drenched with juices and pre-cum just from David touching her tits.

"Spreading your ass without me even asking? Good girl" David smirked as he smacked Carrie's bare ass with his hand, leaving a fine red mark on Carrie's ass cheeks.

"Oh Mmm..." Carrie let out a loud gasp as your roommate's hands slapped her round ass.

"Fuck...I love it when you call me that!" Carrie confessed as her lips were trembling in excitement, much to the delight of David who was now forming a very punch-able cocky smirk.

"Call you what? A slut, a fucking cock-sleeve, because that's what you are whore!" David squeezed Carrie's ass firmly with his hand before delivering a loud smack on her right ass cheek, enjoying the view of her bare ass jiggling. Carrie let out a few moans, biting her lower lip as her knees shake and struggled to keep her steady.

A few more hard smacks on the ass later, Carrie's knees finally failed her as your ex-girlfriend collapsed onto the floor, head first and ass sticking out in front of David.

"Fuck....y-yes I'm a whore David, I'm your filthy-little whore baby" Carrie blurted out from the floor, her eyes meeting yours as she's laying on the ground on all fours like a dog.

"Tell me what you want, whore" David demanded, seemingly unsatisfied as he gives Carrie one last smack on her ass for good measure. Carrie looked you right in the eye, her lips trembling in anticipation.

"I-I want.....no....I need your cock inside me! I want your huge cock all the way inside me!"

"What about your fucking ex over there, don't you want his cock too?" David asked with a smirk.

"Fuck no! I only want you inside me, no one else. My pussy was made for you baby!"

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