His Roommate

There were two people inside fucking with the door to the hallway wide open. One was a toned black guy, his head clean shaven, fucking a similarly athletic girl who looked of mixed ethnicity. Kent guessed... half-latina half-black maybe? They were going at it doggy style, and by the concentration on the dude’s face, the glow on the girl’s, and the sweat on both of their naked bodies, they had been going at it for a while. The room was basically divided into two conceptual halves indicated by a bed on either side of the room. Beds here were generally just a bit smaller than a double, enough for two people to be on comfortably and was pretty standard for this kind of academy. Two people were currently on the bed to the left side of the dorm, facing the door as they fucked.

“Oh, heyo,” said the bald guy, giving Kent a short wave before going back to gripping his partner’s wide hips to help control her stroke as he pumped away. “You must be my roomie?” he added, a little unsure but still smiling.

Kent slid the bag off his shoulder onto the floor of what he assumed was now his side of the dorm and nodded. He went over to his new roommate and offered him a handshake, which was happily grasped mid-thrust. Kent didn’t mind the sweaty palm.

“I’m Shawn,” Shawn said, his breathing and voice relatively steady. It indicated good cardio.

Shawn was probably a bit more muscular than Kent, but Kent was a little taller. And it was obvious that that Shawn was a gifted athlete from his steady thrusting pace and the heavy breathing he was inducing from his pretty, frizzy haired partner, her gorgeous tits swinging.

“Kent Bexley,” Kent said, to both Shawn and the statuesque, very athletic woman with an explosion of a hairstyle pushing back on Shawn’s cock with equal **** that he was pushing into her.

“Sasha,” she greeted him, smiling brightly. Then, in place of offering a handshake, she grabbed onto the waistband at the front of his shorts. “Want to join us?” she asked, mostly as a formality since she was already starting to pull down Kent’s shorts. She was licking her lips hungrily and Kent could only smile.

“I need to go to the bathroom first,” he said, reaching out to stroke a long springy bang away from Sasha’s cheek then sliding his thumb past her lips. She readily accepted the digit into her wet mouth and gave him a preview of things to come, sucking at him pleasantly, tracing his finger tip with her tongue. Kent realised he’d better go take his piss quickly before things made it difficult for his aim. His side of the dorm was also where the small bathroom was and he kicked his shorts off on the way there.

He lifted the lid and went, the long ride giving him a lengthy stream that allowed Kent some time to take stock of the surroundings. Being a premier sexa college, the Cali Fornication Academy had state of the art facilities despite the more traditional exteriors of the buildings. More than half of the white walled bathroom (which seemed to be tiled but didn’t show any seams) was divided by a glass panel. This was the roomy, standing shower that had two shower heads opposite walls.

“I wonder what his piss tastes like,” Kent heard Sasha not so quietly say in the dormroom, as he hadn’t closed the door.

“You kinky slut, Sash,” Shawn growled, then there was the sound of a fleshy smack followed by a giggly moan. Kent wasn’t able to delay his erection any more, so it was luckily he just finished urinating. By the time he had flushed, washed his hands and ripped his shirt off he was at full mast.

Returning to the couple he saw Sasha’s smile widen.

“Mmm… a fresh man all ready for me,” she cooed as Kent stepped up to her at the end of the bed and she grasped the base of his thick cock. The soft touch of her hand, that quickly transitioned to a firm grip and a long stroke, made Kent exhale greatly. He tilted his head back, feeling a whole lot of tension he didn’t realise he had accumulated over the bus ride and trekking through the school grounds finally get eased out of him.

A groan escaped his throat as Sasha took his cock in her’s. She didn’t even need to work up to it, simply sliding his girth past her lips and kept going until her chin brushed his balls. Kent shivered feeling her tongue measure the entire underside of his shaft, and when she pulled her head back and finally popped him out of her mouth he was entirely covered in spit.

“Wow,” Kent breathed, his own mouth stuck in an a pleasant smirk that he wouldn’t be able to put away for a while.

“Mmm,” she smiled back, licking her lips. “Thanks for not shaking it all off so I could have a taste.” This **** an unexpected laugh out of Kent which felt great as she stroked his saliva slick cock expertly.

“Fuckin… kinky…” grunted Shawn, thrusting harder into the girl. She didn’t seem too concerned by how forceful he was being and leaned in to kiss Kent’s wet dick.

“So where are you from Kent?” she asked him before licking up to his helmet then engulfing him in her warm maw again.

“Arizona…” Kent responded with a groan, looking down at the beautiful lightly olive skinned goddess staring up at him with his cock once again disappearing down her throat. He took hold of her head, fingers sliding through her frizzly curls, and he started to thrust as she sucked him off. As he guessed, Sasha took to getting fucked in the throat with the same ease Shawn was currently ramming into her cunt. The big soft puff of hair she sported would brush against his stomach whenever she went forward, adding a tickly sensation which wasn’t altogether unpleasant when coupled with her slobbering mouth.

“Arizona… that’s a long bus ride,” noted Shawn, still working tireless at his end of this Sasha spitroast.

“Two buses,” Kent amended. His roommate nod sympathetically.

“We’re from L.A.,” Shawn explained for the two of them, since one of them currently had her mouthful.

“Ah okay. Your girlfriend?” Kent wondered, almost pointing to Sasha with his dick as he slid it in and out of her welcoming throat. He heard and felt a snort come from his cocksucker and Shawn shook his head chuckling.

“Nah, no way,” the bald athlete replied, his tone indicating how ridiculous the concept of Sasha being his girlfriend would be, but not because she was currently deepthroating a dude she met less than five minutes ago. The woman in question finally pulled her head off the stranger’s hardened flesh which was now absolutely dripping with her gooey saliva. She didn’t let up, transitioning to a firm and immensely pleasurable jerking that Kent hadn’t experienced since competing back in regionals last year.

“He’s not my boyfriend,” she said after clearing her throat quickly. “He’s my brother.”

She angled Kent’s dick back and dipped her head down for better access to his balls, which she slurped up without missing a beat. Kent’s brain took a few seconds too long to process what she had just said, and when it finally did his cock lurched and his breath caught.

“Wait… what?” he blurted, eyes now saucers that looked from the young bald dark skinned man down to the curly haired girl with a slightly lighter shade of brown skin. Their facial features did share a certain similar structure now that Kent was paying close attention.

“Half brother…” corrected Shawn, still sticking it into his half sister without ever having slowed down his pace.

“Which half of your sister do you like best, brother?” Sasha murmured, still nuzzling Kent’s swollen scrotum and giving him now one of the most intense handjobs of his life.

“The bottom half,” Shawn reply quickly, smirking. The girl now had Kent’s nuts back in her mouth and she was humming .

“Fuckin… hell…” Kent groaned, unable to take all of this information and stimulation at once, and his dam broke. Cum erupted forcefully from his cock, a hot geyer of white that splattered all over Sasha’s face and hair.

“Got him!” she cried out, delighted, and she kept stroking with her sturdy and practiced action. Kent appreciated her milking prowess and give her spurt after spurt, watching as she tried to catch his high shots on her tongue and doing a half decent job.

“Whoa,” Shawn said, sounding impressed by Kent’s powerful arcs and the volume of his ejaculate.

“Whoa indeed,” his sister agreed, still watching cum come out of Kent’s dick with her continued strokes. She latched onto his tip and sucked down, drawing a surprising amount more into her mouth which she swallowed with a gulp and a breathless laugh. “Ha! Wow!”

She finally let him go and Kent took a step back, feeling slightly shaken by how good that felt and how his erection was already starting to fade. Sasha didn’t seem to be paying attention anymore, her eyes closed as she licked her lips, obviously enjoying the feeling of hot fresh cum sliding down her throat and taking a moment to savour it. “Now it’s your turn,” she said, which immediately earned a groan from her original lover.

“Oh shit…” Shawn grunted, looking down at the woman’s jiggling ass in surprise. “I didn’t know you were just… oh fuck… oh that’s tight… of fuck…no no no...”

Kent watched on, Sasha winking at him as she pushed back on her apparent brother’s cock. She must have started gripping his dick with her pussy, engaging kegel muscles she either wasn’t using before or just with a stronger clench now. It was a common technique used in sexa to push male players over the edge once they thought they knew what they were fucking.

Then she looked over her shoulder at her lover and his eyes went wide. He was seeing Sasha’s beautiful, cum streaked face, a big dollop of Kent’s leavings hanging off of her chin. Her pleased as a cat smile showed just how much of cum slut she was. “Fuck… fucking damnit!” Shawn swore, unable to look away or close his eyes, and finally pushed over the edge.

“Mmm that’s it big boy… my big boy...” she purred, turned back to Kent and arched her back. Shawn gripped her hips with crushing strength and pumped into her, growling and swearing, cumming hard. Sasha could feel every pulse of his cock and the heat of his splashing seed, and letting that deep, fulfilling sensation wash over her allowed Sasha to trigger her own orgasm.

“Fuck! OOhh so fucking goood!” Shawn roared, thrusting deeper, her climactic convulsions clutching harder at his cock and drawing out the last of his cum into her. Sasha’s moans were theatrical but heartfelt at the same time, balling up the sheets in her fists as she rode that black cock to her final crescendo, until she eventually let them both relax. The pair collapsed away from each other, Sasha slumping forward with her head hanging off the edge of the bed, Shawn falling back into his pillows, his still firm erection flopping out and slapping him on his washboard abs wetly.

“Damn!” Kent couldn’t stop himself from shouting once he saw the size of his new roommate. Shawn must have been nine inches at minimum, from Kent’s eyeballing, and meatily thick. Noting the reaction Shawn just gave a shrug, looking a little defeated, perhaps because Sasha had gotten the best of him.

Huge cocks were actually not that common in sexa, since even professionals weren’t always able to take something of Shawn’s length and girth that comfortably. With the goal of the sport to induce pleasure in your opponent, things weren’t always as simple as bigger being better.

Of course there were still some women like Sasha who could easily take and get off on a ten incher, and in general, once an opponent was warmed up enough something like Shawn’s big black cock could still work for most people. The time it took to get there was often more than the big cock owner could handle however. Every hole would be too tight and intense to last the round against a proper athlete.

“That was what… round six for us today?” counted Sasha as she got up on her elbows, seemingly already recovered. “I’m so full of you, Shawn…” she went on, reaching a hand back between her legs. Shawn stared at the presented pussy that had curious fingers slipping into it, drawing slow drips of his cum out of her perfect lips. That big cock of his lurched, slowly stiffening back up.

Kent realised the pair were probably gearing up for round seven… and remembered what he heard earlier. He had to clear things up before he joined them again.

“Are you guys really… brother and sister?” he asked, not sure about what he wanted the answer to be.