After college, I moved into a new apartment and met my girlfriend, Betsy, shortly after. I am not a very attractive person, so I was very lucky to find her. Becky, who was twenty-five at the time, completely outclassed her opponent. She has a cute nose, charming smile and long black hair, which she usually wears in a ponytail. She works out a lot and her body shows it. She has a small, tight ass and a slender, sculpted torso. Her breasts were C cups, thick and round, sitting high on her chest, with bright pink, slightly puffy nipples on them. The first time I saw her naked I almost jumped.
After six months of dating, my roommate moved out and I found a new roommate, Mark, through Craigslist. He was an investment banker the same age as me and after a few interviews he seemed like a really nice guy.
However, I was a little concerned when he first met Becky. He had just gotten in when she arrived, and when he stepped forward to say hello, he had already taken off his shirt. That’s when I noticed how ripped he was. Apparently Becky noticed it too. She stuttered a hello and looked him up and down as he shook her hand. She did the same. There was a hint of electricity in the air that I couldn’t help but notice.
That night, Betsy stayed over. She seemed a little distant during sex. Later, when we were getting ready for bed, she asked, “Does your roommate have a girlfriend?”
I said I didn’t know, although I was pretty sure he didn’t know. “Why do you want to know?” I asked.
“Well, he was looking at me when we met. Did you notice that?”
“A little bit,” I said.
“Oh, you like him checking me out?” she said playfully.
“I think so?” I said. I really don’t.
She smiled and jumped into bed. “Goodnight!” she said, and it seemed like it was over.
However, over the next few weeks, I noticed that Becky started to wear more revealing clothes when walking around our apartment, especially when Mark was around. Even when I told her she was going to be home that night, she “forgot” and walked into the living room wearing a tight tank top and boy shorts. Sometimes she would point this out and say, “Oh, Mark, I didn’t know you were here! Well, it wasn’t a problem to wear it next to you, was it?” The first few times Mark just said he was perfectly fine with it. Later, he would laugh and joke about how she could wear less. I expected her to be upset about it, but she just laughed.
I started to get a little annoyed about it, especially when Becky was being particularly aggressive. Sometimes she would laugh really loud, or she would jump up fast and run to the kitchen, making her boobs jiggle and bounce in her top. At one point, she even yelled at Mark when he offered to buy her a beer. “Unless you run and get it,” she said, laughing. She just smiled again and walked off to the kitchen, looking at him and he looked at her.
Another time, we were watching TV in the living room and Betsy and Mark started talking about sit-ups, and Mark said he could do a thousand, and to prove it, he pulled up his shirt and showed off his ripped abs. “That’s right,” Becky said before pulling her shirt down to the base of her breasts to show off her toned abs. A big smile spread across her face when she saw Mark staring at her body.
As long as you’re playing around with your clothes on, I guess I’m okay with it. Plus, deep down I think it’s pretty sexy for my girlfriend to show off like that. I’m lucky to have her, right?
But one night when we came back to our room to sleep, Betsy took off her shirt and was wearing only a bra and panties. I was lying in bed reading and she was sitting at the computer on my desk when Mark knocked on the door and asked if he could borrow a pen. I was just about to get up to answer the phone when Becky got up quickly and said, “Wait a minute!”
Then he whispered to me, “Honey, do you want me to answer the door in my underwear? Isn’t that sexy?”
“Uh, umm…” I stuttered, but she was already heading towards the door. She opened the door and smiled as Mark’s eyes fell straight on her body. Her underwear wasn’t very fancy, just a regular black bra and panties, but for the first time he saw the beauty of her entire body.
“Hi,” he said, smiling as he handed her a pencil. “Here’s your pencil.”
Mark took it from her hand without taking his eyes off her chest. “Thanks,” he said. Then he smiled. “I should probably borrow more.”
Betsy smiled, playfully pushed his chest and closed the door. Her eyes were wild. “Do you like it?” she whispered to me. “Do you like the way he looks at me? I bet you do!”
Before I could respond, she jumped on the bed and attacked me. She had two orgasms that night, something she had never done before.
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Over the next few nights, Betsy and Mark continued to flirt in the living room. Mark stopped pretending not to stare at her most of the time, he also started wearing tight shirts and sometimes no shirt at all. Betsy stared at his chest almost as much as he stared at hers. I didn’t say anything because I loved Becky and wanted to get her excited by teasing her. I mentioned it once, but he didn’t take it seriously and said he’d already seen her wearing underwear and it was okay to wear tight clothes. I guess he’s right, as long as she keeps the teasing respectful.
Becky, however, had other ideas. One night the following week we came back to our room to hang out. We were all lying in bed, Betsy in her bra and pajamas, when Mark knocked on the door again.
Becky stood up and walked to the door. I think she’ll answer the question in her bra again, but at least this time she’s wearing pants, and after last week it’s not as bad. But on her way to the door, she suddenly turned to me, winked, put her hands behind her back, unhooked her bra and dropped it to the floor. Her beautiful full breasts were free. Before I could say anything, she turned, walked to the door and opened it. When Mark saw her, his eyes nearly popped out.
“Hey,” she smiled. “What’s up?”
“I just… umm… wanted to see if David had a calculator he could lend me,” he said softly, openly staring at her breasts and pink, puffy nipples.
She laughed, blushing at the attention. “I’ll see,” she said. She turned her torso toward me, giving me an incredible side view of her breasts. “David, do you have a calculator for Mark?”
I felt so embarrassed and jealous. “No,” I stuttered. “I think it’s in the hall.”
“Thanks,” said Mark. There was an awkward silence as he stood there staring at Betsy’s breasts. She was now looking down at the large bulge in his pants.
“Okay, then,” he said about an hour later. “See you later.” When he said this, he looked straight into her eyes and smiled knowingly. I don’t like this at all.
“In a moment,” she said with a bright smile, and closed the door.
“Listen,” I began, but before I could finish, she jumped on top of me.
“Does this turn you on?” she gasped, nearly taking my pants off. “Do you like watching your naughty girlfriend show off her tits to your roommate?”
“Well, I guess so…” I stuttered. Despite my jealousy, I was rock hard and she wasted no time impaling herself on my cock. She was already wet to the skin. She fucked me like crazy for five minutes before I came inside her, then buried my head in her pussy and ate it out. I was still angry but I didn’t want to talk about it while she was so aroused so I licked her hard, bringing her to orgasm.
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The next few days went by pretty normal. I was a little scared that Betsy would walk into the living room topless, but she didn’t. It seemed like maybe showing her boobs was just a one time thing.
Mark went to a party the next weekend and came home late with a girl. She was sweet, not as sweet as Becky, but clearly drunk and too horny for Mark. They spent a few minutes chatting with us and then went to Mark’s room. Becky seemed a little jealous, almost hurt. After a few more minutes of watching TV she said she wanted to sleep.
We were in our room when Mark knocked on the door and asked for a condom. I was in the closet when Betsy opened the door and got one for him so I wouldn’t see him from the door.
“What are you going to do with it?” he asked slyly.
I couldn’t see what Mark was doing, but Betsy’s eyes suddenly widened and she gasped involuntarily. Then she quickly composed herself, giggled and threw the condom to him.
“Gross! Come on, have fun!”
She closed the door but kept looking ahead and thinking. “What did he do?” I asked.
“Oh, he pulled his stuff out and shook it at me. He was very immature,” she said. She said this disdainfully, but it was clearly having an effect on him.
I waited a moment and asked again. “Is he big?”
She paused for a moment. “Oh, I wasn’t paying much attention,” she said, but it was clear she was really impressed. She kept her eyes closed that night while we were making love.
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One morning a week later, I woke up to the sound of Mark in the bathroom. He was showering and getting ready for an early meeting. I tried to close my eyes and go back to sleep, but suddenly I felt Betsy sit up and jump out of bed. She was wearing her usual bedding, a small purple tank top with no bra and matching purple panties. Her back was to me, she hesitated for a moment out of my sight and then walked quietly to the door.
When she got to the door she suddenly took off her underwear and walked out! Her tank top was only pulled up to her navel, so I had a good view of her tight, cute ass. Before I could figure out what was going on, she opened the door and walked out, leaving her panties on the floor.
I heard the bathroom door open. She walked into the bathroom with Mark, wearing nothing but a tank top! I lay still, too scared to do anything, but listening with rapt attention.
I heard Mark gasp in surprise, then silence. For several minutes I heard only the sound of running water. It seemed like hours had passed. My thoughts changed rapidly. Was she really letting Mark see her naked pussy, like she had let him see her breasts? Did she ask him to do more? Then I heard Betsy giggle. There was another minute of silence, and then I heard the bathroom door open and close.
A second later, Betsy walked back into the room. She quickly fell back on the bed, still undressed. She started to shake me. “Baby, are you awake?” Her breath smelled minty and fresh. I didn’t know what to say, so I pretended to be awake. “Oh David, you won’t believe what I did. I heard Mark in the bathroom and I came up with a really great sexy idea for you.”
“What is that?” I asked. I couldn’t believe it. I thought she was teasing me, but was she really trying to brag about what happened? “Well, I sneaked into the bathroom while he was showering. But before I went in, I took off my panties! I am bottomless, honey!
“So I quickly slipped into the bathroom, but only sideways, and then I pushed up against the sink counter. Then I turned on the water and started brushing my teeth. Mark heard me, stuck his head out and looked at me! But I was pushed up against the counter so he could only look at me, so I just smiled at him and kept brushing my teeth while he kept staring at me!”
She put her hand inside my boxers and started stroking my cock. Then I realized that I was hard like a rock. I was confused. Am I really excited by this? She started touching me faster and kept talking.
“So I finished brushing my teeth and picked up my toothbrush. Then, when I was done, I turned back to him! I showed him my bush and everything! His eyes got really big, honey! So I just said, have a nice day and he just stared and said nothing! Then I turned and walked out the door and showed him my ass, isn’t it naughty and sexy, bush, do you like it?
I couldn’t take it anymore and I came in her hands with a loud groan. She stroked my cock until it went soft and then wiped her hand on my shirt. “I know you’ll think it’s sexy. Considering what just happened, I can’t wait to do other sexy things to you.”
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I learned this the next week. Betsy and I went out with some friends that night. Betsy was dressed pretty in a red spaghetti-strap tank top and skinny jeans, and her hair was tied up in a ponytail. I had drunk too much and was very sleepy, but Becky was only slightly sleepy. When we opened the door to our apartment, we saw Mark and some of his friends drinking and playing board games in the living room. Mark introduced us to the group, a few guys and girls, and they all seemed like really nice people.
Mark asked if we wanted to join in. I started to apologize to both of us, saying we just wanted to sleep, but Becky stopped me and said, “Oh, come on, it’s still early.” Mark was a little early and suggested to Becky that if she wasn’t tired, stay, everybody shut up and let me sleep. I was hesitant, but I couldn’t order Betsy to sleep with me, and she had already gotten a beer out of the fridge. So I whispered goodbye and was dismissed.
I was more drunk than I thought because I fell asleep as soon as I went to bed. A few hours later, I woke up and realized I had to vomit. I was so drunk that I couldn’t believe I was just dreaming. I heard a low groan coming from the living room. I perked up my ears. Sounds like Becky.
I quietly walked out of the bathroom and down the hallway to the living room. I was suddenly terrified of what I was about to see. I’m not stupid, I know Becky is impressed by Mark’s huge cock and she is flaunting it for him, not me. What if she flaunts it again? What if she goes topless, or even nude again? Why is she moaning?
But as I crouched around the corner, I was not prepared for what I saw. Betsy was naked, her clothes scattered on the floor, and she was standing bent over the back of the couch. Mark was standing behind her, also naked. I could see his huge cock thrusting in and out of Becky’s pussy, slamming her against the back of the couch, her big tits bouncing and shaking with every thrust.
“Oh yes, oh yes!” Becky half-whispered, half-moaned. “Oh yes!”
Mark’s hands were roaming all over Becky’s body. He reached down and squeezed one of Betsy’s breasts hard, pulling on her pink nipple, which made Betsy moan even louder.
“Oh God, yes…so big…you’re so big…” Betsy gasped. Mark continued to grunt and started thrusting harder and harder. Becky was bouncing up and down, her tits were bouncing like crazy and her ponytail was swaying back and forth.
Oh! Oh! Oh my god, that feels so good… so good…” I was stunned with confusion and anger. I didn’t know what to do so I just stood there and watched my roommate fuck my girlfriend.
After a few minutes, Betsy started moaning louder. “Oh, yes, yes! Oh God, I’m cumming again! Oh! Oh! Yes! So good! So good!” she cried out as softly as she could, then began shivering. She must have cum once before I started watching. I felt Mark was like a machine pumping her so fast and for so long. I had never been able to give Betsy two orgasms just by fucking her.
After a few more minutes, Mark finally started to moan. “Oh, yes…oh, yes…I’m so close…”
Betsy turned her head and tried to look back at him. “Come inside me!” she whispered desperately. I was shocked. Becky had never let me cum inside her before. She wasn’t even on birth control!
Mark groaned. “Do you want me to cum inside you?”
“Yes, yes! Cum inside me! I want to feel you cum inside me!” Her eyes were pleading.
Mark groaned again. “Oh my god, your pussy is so tight, Betsy… your tits are so big…” He moved his hands up and began kneading Betsy’s tits together. Betsy groaned and tried to touch Mark, but she almost lost her balance and put her hands on the back of the couch to steady herself.
“So big…so thick…” she moaned. Mark moved his hands over Betsy’s flat stomach and back to her hips.
After a few more minutes, Mark started moaning louder and thrusting harder and harder. “It’s coming, Becky, it’s coming! Fuck me! Fuck me, yes!” With that, he thrusted one last time into my girlfriend’s pussy, moaning louder.
Becky yelled. “Oh God, you came in me! Oh God, yes, you came in me!” Mark shot a large amount of fluid into her pussy. He reached down again and grabbed Betsy’s breasts, pulling her close to him and trying to push his cock into her pussy. Becky had her third orgasm.
Eventually, their moaning and screaming stopped. They both collapsed on the couch, Mark loosening his grip on Betsy’s breasts, but still holding her close. They stood like that for a while, Mark’s cock still firmly lodged in Becky’s pussy, but I couldn’t watch anymore. I felt sick to my stomach and ran to the bed, fighting back tears.
Shortly after, I heard the bathroom door open and the shower running. After another twenty minutes my room door slowly opened. Becky had just gotten out of the shower and walked in slowly wearing only a towel. I watched as she slowly took off her towel, put on her pajamas and then lay down on the bed with me.
I wanted him to at least admit what he did, but I didn’t want to admit that I had been spying on him and Mark, so I pretended like I had just woken up.
“Hey, it’s late. Where are you?” I said.
“Oh! I’m sorry I woke you up, dear. Did you hear anything?”
“No,” I lied. “What happened? Did you…did you show Mark anything?”
I could see Becky smiling. “Oh, you’re excited, aren’t you?” I immediately realized I shouldn’t have said that. Now she just sees it as something I want her to do.
“I’m making you show off again,” she whispered. I could smell the alcohol on her breath. “When everyone left, it was only me and Mark and Mark’s friend Paul. We were all a bit drunk and Mark told Paul that he had seen me naked! I said no, he hadn’t, he had just noticed that Paul was interested in the part where I was naked and wanted to know what it meant, so Mark explained that when I opened the door to your room that night he saw my boobs and when I did that in the bathroom he saw my ass.
“Paul was curious and wanted to know why I did it, and I just smiled and said I’m not shy and I don’t think my body is anything to be ashamed of. I didn’t tell them just to show you!”
“So Mark said that meant he had seen me naked, and I said that seeing me naked meant he had to see me with no clothes on at all. Paul then suggested that if I was so shy about my body, I should just get naked for Mark right there!
“So I just laughed and rolled my eyes, but Mark agreed with Paul, he kept urging me to take my clothes off! I wasn’t sure at first, but then I thought of you, maybe you would want me to do it. “I definitely didn’t want to do it. Let him do it, but I’m too busy at night to raise my voice. And, while Becky was telling her story, she bent down and started stroking my cock through my boxers and I couldn’t resist her anymore.
