Silent SF

Today i have a new roommate, a girl named Mika. She has brown hair, tan skin, and a body that could make a saint sin. She's quiet, really quiet, and she doesn't say much, which is fine by me. I've got enough on my plate with classes and work.

Mika moves in, her stuff packed in boxes that she unpacks slowly, meticulously. She's got curves in all the right places, her ass wiggling with each step she takes. It's like watching a porn scene where the starlet is trying to play coy, but you know she's just waiting for the right moment to let loose.

I play it cool, not wanting to spook her on the first day. But every time she bends over to grab something from her box, my eyes are glued to her. The way her shirt tightens around her breasts, the little peek of her thong when she stretches to put books on the shelf. I can feel my cock swelling in my pants, begging for attention.

Days go by, and the sexual tension builds like a pressure cooker. We share meals in silence, her eyes rarely meeting mine. But I know she's aware of my glances, the way she blushes slightly every time she catches me looking. She's like a delicious meal that I can't wait to devour.

Whether on campus or in the apartment, I never once heard or saw her speak to anyone. Her silence is almost deafening, yet it's a siren's song to my depraved desires. One evening, I decide it's time to make my move. She's in her bed, wearing nothing but a tiny tank top and panties, the fabric clinging to her like a second skin.

"Hey Mika, you want some tea ?." I ask casually, trying to break the silence that had been our constant companion since she moved in. She nods slightly without looking up from her book, her long brown hair cascading over her shoulders. I grab two mugs from the kitchen and head back to our room, my heart racing.

I bring two glass of warm tea to her room, but i secretly pour a high dose aphrodisiac into her cup. She takes a sip, not knowing what's about to hit her. She looks up at me with those doe eyes, and for a brief moment, I feel a pang of guilt. But that feeling quickly dissipates as I set my glass down and approach her bed. She doesn't flinch, doesn't protest, just continues to sip her tea.

As the potion takes effect, her body starts to respond, her breaths deepening, her pupils dilating. Her chest rises and falls more rapidly, and the fabric of her tank top stretches tauter over her swelling breasts. I can't help but stare, my cock now straining against my pants. She sets the cup aside, her hand trembling slightly, and I know she's feeling it too.

I sit down next to her, my heart hammering in my chest like a wild animal demanding to be set free. She glances at me, the barest hint of a question in her gaze. I lean in, my hand brushing against her bare thigh, sending a jolt of electricity through my body. She doesn't move away, doesn't say a word. The silence is so thick you could cut it with a knife, yet it's filled with an unspoken invitation that my lustful mind can't ignore.

Without a word or warning she leaning to me, rubbing her cheek against my hand that was still on her thigh. I can feel the heat of her breath on my skin and it sends a shiver down my spine. She's like a volcano, quiet on the surface but simmering with passion beneath. I let my hand glide higher, my fingertips grazing the lacy edge of her panties. She gasps, but doesn't pull away.

''What's wrong, feel's hot.?" ask her with devilish smile, I could almost taste her submission. She nods, her breath hitching as she feels my hand move closer to the dampness between her legs. I can smell her arousal in the air, thick and intoxicating, making my cock throb even more. I slide my hand up, under her tank top, cupping her full breast. Her nipples are hard, begging to be pinched and sucked. She lets out a whimper, her body arching into my touch.

She start to rubbing a hardened cock beneath my pants, I knew she felt it. I lean in closer, my breath hot on her ear. "Do you want this, Mika?" I whisper, my voice thick with desire. She nods, her cheeks flushing a deep crimson. It's all the answer I need. I lean down and kiss her neck, tasting the sweetness of her skin. She lets out a soft moan, her body melting into mine.

"Bon appetie, to myself." while squeezing her breast and my mouth kissing her neck, I can feel her heart pounding like a drum against my hand. I pull her tank top over her head, revealing her voluptuous breasts with their dark areolae, her nipples standing at attention like soldiers ready for battle. Her skin is soft as velvet under the gentle strokes of my fingertips, and she lets out a little gasp as I roll her nipples between my thumb and forefinger.

Mika's eyes are half-lidded, her pupils blown wide with the potent effects of the aphrodisiac. She's pliant, letting me explore her body like a pirate discovering treasure on a deserted island. I kiss her collarbone, the sweet scent of her skin driving me wild. Her hand moves from my cock to the button of my pants, and she undoes it with surprising deftness.

My cock springs free, thick and hard, and she gasps again as she takes it in her hand, her small fingers barely able to wrap around it. She strokes me gently at first, but as her own arousal builds, she tightens her grip and picks up the pace. I can feel the precum oozing from the tip, and I know she can feel it too. It's like a dance, her hand moving in rhythm with my hips as they thrust up to meet her touch.

Her panties are soaked, the fabric sticking to her swollen lips. I can't wait any longer. I stand up and pull her panties down, exposing her to the cool air. She's shaved bare, and the sight of her wet pussy makes my cock throb even more. I lean down and kiss her deeply, pushing my tongue into her mouth, tasting the sweetness of her tea mixed with the salty tang of desire. She moans into the kiss, her hand never leaving my cock.

I push her back onto the bed, and she complies without a word. I spread her legs wide and lick her from bottom to top, savoring the taste of her arousal. She arches her back, her hands fisting in the sheets, and I know she's close. But I'm not done with her yet. I want to feel her tight pussy wrapped around my cock, to hear her moan my name. I position myself at her entrance and push in slowly, feeling the resistance give way to pleasure.

Her walls clamp down on me, and I let out a low groan. She's so wet, so warm, so tight. It's like sliding into heaven. I start to thrust, building a steady rhythm that has her hips bucking to meet me. Her moans grow louder, filling the room with the symphony of our desire. I can feel her pussy contracting around me, getting ready to explode.

Mika's nails dig into my back, her legs wrapped around my waist, pulling me deeper. I can feel her orgasm approaching, the tension in her body reaching a crescendo. I speed up, driving into her like a madman, eager to claim her fully. And then she screams, her body shuddering as she climaxes, her pussy pulsing around my cock.

The sensation sends me over the edge, and I pump my cum deep inside her, filling her up. I collapse on top of her, our bodies sticky with sweat and desire. We lay there, panting, the silence between us no longer awkward but filled with the unspoken understanding of what we've just shared. Her eyes are closed, a content smile playing on her lips.

For a moment, I consider telling her about the aphrodisiac. But then I decide against it. Some things are better left unsaid. We've crossed a line tonight, and there's no going back. And as I kiss her again, I know that this is just the beginning of our secret, carnally-charged life together.

Mika's hand slides down to my cock, still semi-hard and covered in our juices. She strokes me gently, and I feel myself growing hard again. "Again?" I ask, and she nods, her eyes sparkling with mischief. I roll her onto her stomach, her ass in the air like an offering. I slide back inside her, feeling her wetness envelop me.

Her moans are muffled by the pillow, but I can feel her body responding, pushing back against me. I grab her hips and thrust deep, her cheeks bouncing with each stroke. The sight of her like this, willing and wanton, drives me wild. I pound into her, my hips slapping against her ass, the sound echoing through the room.

We continue like this, lost in the rhythm of our bodies, until I feel my orgasm building again. "I'm going to cum," I grunt, and she pushes back into me, urging me on. I pull out and flip her onto her back, needing to see her face as I fill her with my seed. She spreads her legs wider, inviting me back in, and I don't hesitate.

Our eyes lock as I drive into her, and I can see the hunger in hers, the silent begging for more. I pick up the pace, my balls slapping against her clit with each thrust. She wraps her legs around me, her heels digging into my lower back, urging me deeper, harder. The room is a symphony of wet sounds and heavy breaths.

Her tits bounce with every stroke, and I lean down to take one in my mouth, sucking her nipple as I fuck her. She throws her head back, arching her back, her pussy tightening around me like a vice. I know she's close. I grab her hand and bring it to her clit, guiding her to rub herself. She gasps, her eyes rolling back in her head as she follows my lead.

Our orgasms hit us like a freight train, simultaneous and explosive. I can feel her pussy clench around me as she cums, her body shaking with the **** of it. I let go, my cock pulsing as I fill her with my cum. We both cry out, the sound of our release mingling in the air like a victory chant.

As we come down from the high, we lay there, panting and spent, our bodies slick with sweat and lust. The silence between us is no longer awkward but a testament to the intensity of what we've just shared. Her eyes are hazy with pleasure, and she gives me a small, satisfied smile.

I kiss her, tasting the salt on her skin. "Thank you," she whispers, her voice a soft caress against my lips. I pull out of her, the emptiness leaving me feeling slightly bereft. But the sight of her, sprawled out on the bed with a glow of satisfaction, fills me with a possessive pride.

We clean up in the bathroom, our eyes meeting in the mirror as we wash off the evidence of our tryst. The water runs cold, but it does nothing to dampen the fire between us. We know this isn't the last time. Far from it.

Back in the room, we lay on the bed, our limbs tangled together. I can feel her heart racing in time with mine, and it's intoxicating. "I want this every night," I murmur, my hand playing with the damp strands of her hair. She nods, a blush spreading across her cheeks.

The silence stretches out between us again, but it's no longer just a lack of words. It's a promise, a pact of pleasure and desire that we've sealed with our bodies. I pull her closer, feeling her breath against my neck, her heartbeat a steady drum that matches mine.

As we drift off to sleep, I know that tomorrow will bring more of the same. More stolen glances, more unspoken desires, and more explosive encounters. Our roommate relationship has taken a turn down a dark, delicious path, and I wouldn't have it any other way.

I keep fucking and rubbing her clit whenever we're all alone together. It's like she's addicted to me now, craving the feel of my cock inside her. We don't speak much, but our bodies have their own language, a silent conversation of need and fulfillment.

For example, now, we are alone after evening lectures in the parking lot. She's leaning against my car, the fluorescent lights casting shadows across her toned stomach. I can see the outline of her panties through her thin shirt, and it takes all my willpower not to rip it off right there.

Without hesitation i rubbing the clit beneath her panties, making her whimper with pleasure. Her legs shake slightly, and she leans into me, her breasts pressing against my chest. I can feel her heart racing, the throb of her desire matching the beat of my own. I lean down and kiss her, my hand still working her sensitive flesh. She moans into my mouth, her tongue tangling with mine.

Squeezing her breast through her shirt, I can feel her nipple pebble under my touch. She's like putty in my hands, responding to every caress and kiss. I push her against the car, and she gasps as my cock presses against her stomach. She knows what's coming, and she wants it. I slide her panties aside and thrust two fingers into her, her wetness coating them immediately.

But she suddenly push me and hand over this dog collar with a leash, her eyes sparkling with a hint of mischief and a demand that sends a thrill down my spine. I look at her, surprised but also incredibly turned on. She's always been so passive, so compliant, but now she's taking the lead and it's a fucking turn on.

"What you want me to do with this ?" i asking her, my voice hoarse with need. She just smiles enigmatically and places the collar around her own neck, then hands me the leash. The power exchange sends a jolt of electricity straight to my cock. I fasten it and give it a gentle tug, watching her eyes dilate with excitement.

She then turn and open the door car, bent over with both hands on the back seat, giving me a full view of her perfect round ass. She's not just offering it to me; she's begging for it. I can see the wetness on her thighs, a testament to how much she wants this. I enter the car and slammed the door shut, the sound echoing in the empty parking lot like a gunshot, marking the start of a new chapter in our twisted relationship.

I grab the leash and pull her towards me, her body sliding along the cool metal of the car. She whimpers with each tug, her pussy glistening with need. I lean down and whisper in her ear, "You're mine now, Mika." She nods, her eyes glazed with lust. I can feel the heat from her ass radiating against my cock, and I know I won't last much longer.

With one hand on the leash, I unbuckle my pants and free my cock. It's hard and heavy, **** to be buried inside her. I tug her hips back and line up with her wet entrance. She's so wet, so ready for me. I push in, feeling her tighten around me as she gasps for air. The leash tightens in my grip as I start to fuck her, the sound of our bodies slapping together like a bass beat in the quiet night.

Mika's moans fill the car, the windows steaming up as our passion ignites. I'm fucking her harder now, my hips slapping against her ass, the leash pulling taut with each thrust. She's taking it like a champ, pushing back into me, urging me deeper. I can feel the leash digging into my palm, the metal cold against my skin, a constant reminder of who's in control.

Her pussy is a vice around me, clenching and releasing as she gets closer to climax. I reach around and find her clit, rubbing it in tight circles as I continue to pound into her. She's close, so close, her body trembling with the effort of holding back. "Cum for me," I command, and she does, her pussy spasming around my cock, her legs giving out.

I hold her up, my thrusts never faltering as she rides the waves of pleasure. Her juices drench my cock, making it slick and wet. It's the most erotic thing I've ever felt, and I know I'm not going to last much longer. I feel myself getting closer, the pressure building in my balls.

"I'm going to cum in you," I growl, and she nods frantically, her breath coming in ragged gasps. "Good girl," I murmur, and then it's all over. I let go of the leash and slam into her one final time, filling her with my hot seed. She cries out, her body convulsing with pleasure as she milks me dry.

We stand there, panting and sweaty, our hearts racing. I lean down and kiss the back of her neck, feeling her pulse throb under my lips. "That's what you wanted, isn't it?" I whisper, and she nods again, her voice too breathless to form words. I pull out of her and watch as our combined cum drips down her thighs.

We both know this is just the start of something dark and delicious. Our silent agreement is sealed with a kiss, the taste of our lust mingling on our tongues. We get dressed quickly, the evidence of our rendezvous hidden from the prying eyes of the world. But in the privacy of our shared space, our secret lives on, growing stronger with every stolen glance and silent touch.