The Rent Agreement Ch. 01

[sherlockdexter]

The Rent Agreement Ch. 01 by LapisLit
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"I don't understand why we can't just get our own place," muttered Leah, gazing scornfully at the stack of lease renewal papers scattered atop the kitchen counter. She loathed the idea of her and her boyfriend, Josh, signing away an additional year of their lives in the apartment they shared with his buddy from college. "You know I can't stand being around that arrogant piece of shit anymore..."

"I know you don't like him, but Ethan is my best friend, and it's just unrealistic for us to try and afford a place on our own right now, babe," Josh replied. "Just one more year. By then we should have enough saved up to move out on our own, and you'll have your degree. We just have to make this small sacrifice for our future, and besides, I know you'll warm up to him if you give him a chance," he added.

"I seriously doubt that," Leah said through her frown. Her boyfriend's logic was sound though, and she couldn't deny it was the sensible choice. She had moved in with the two men only a month prior, and she and Josh were barely earning enough to afford the shared living space they currently had. An additional year of hardship would end with her finally achieving her bachelor's degree at the nearby university, at which point she could start her career and be stable enough to gain more independence.

Josh studied Leah as she contemplated his reasoning. He handed her a pen, and to his relief, she took it and began adding her signature to the many pages. "Thanks, love. I know it's not ideal, but I really appreciate your understanding."

"Yeah, yeah... But we should really establish some new rules around here. I'm getting sick and tired of Ethan bringing random sluts home and disturbing our peace." Leah took the opportunity to try and gain a little more control in the household. Ethan treated the place like he owned it, and Josh always turned a blind eye, allowing his friend to walk all over him. It was one of several reasons why Leah despised living with their roommate.

"That's fair... I'll talk to him," Josh responded, now adding his signature to the document. He didn't enjoy the thought of confronting Ethan about his habits, and secretly wished his girlfriend was a little more easy-going.

Just then, the apartment door swung open, and Ethan strolled in with his usual confident gait and cocky smile. "Hey, roomies!" His eyes fell to the freshly inked lease agreement. "Oooh, so we made up our minds, did we?" The tall, well-dressed man shuffled in between the couple and picked up the pen to seal the deal. Leah had to stop herself from ripping up the papers on the spot.

"Yup. One more year together," Josh answered, grinning.

"Well this calls for a drink, doesn't it?" Ethan announced rhetorically, trading glances with each of them as he added his name to the many pages. Josh grabbed a bottle of vodka and some glasses, and poured the three of them a shot. After filling in the last blank, and slamming the pen down, Ethan raised his glass. "To another fun year!" The trio drank their shots, one more reluctantly than the others, and Ethan continued speaking. "I mean, I could afford this place on my own, but it's way more fun having you guys around! Plus we all save a ton of cash this way."

Leah visibly grimaced. The man's arrogance never failed to disgust her. "Before you get too carried away, I think we should discuss some things," she said. Both men turned to her, Josh looking nervous. "I think you should treat Josh and I with a little more respect. We live here too, and it's not fair that you're constantly coming home really late with different women, not giving us a heads up, and then being... unreasonably loud all night."

Ethan remained silent for a few seconds, seemingly letting her words sink in. Leah had the brief thought that perhaps she had finally gotten through to him, until he spoke. "Jealous much?" He said sarcastically, laughing. She crossed her arms, fuming, and he added, "C'mon... I'm just fucking with ya, Leah. I get it. I'll be better about that. I promise." Ethan extended his hand towards her and she rolled her eyes, but shook his hand anyway. Before releasing her from his firm grip, he murmured under his breath, "I'd rather take your sexy ass to bed any night of the week..."

Leah recoiled, her expression twisted in disgust. "You're a fucking asshole!" She raised her eyebrows at Josh, suggesting he had better defend her in some way.

"I'm sure he's just kidding around..." The boyfriend muttered.

"Of course I'm joking!" Ethan bellowed. "I would never try to steal you from Joshy here," he said condescendingly, wrapping a muscled arm around his smaller friend and jostling him around. "If you were single though-" Leah's icy glare interrupted him. "I'm just saying you're a catch, okay? Learn to take a compliment!"

"I'd prefer if you never complimented me again! I don't want any of that from you," she explained sternly. Ethan's crude comments highlighted another major reason she disliked him. He was always stealing suggestive looks at her, and making inappropriate remarks about her appearance. She felt as if he regarded her as nothing more than a sexual object. Whenever she brought it up to her boyfriend, he would minimize it, making excuses that his friend was just playing around, and that it was just his sense of humor.

"Alright, sheesh. Sorry..." Ethan apologized with a hint of sarcasm.

The trio spent the rest of the night in relative peace, sipping drinks and discussing their days at work. Leah felt a mild sense of relief that she had at least confronted her unwanted roommate and finally spoken up for herself. Still, she knew that there was a long year ahead of her.

*****

A few weeks later, Leah was finishing up an assignment on her laptop when a distressed looking Josh suddenly came home, far earlier than usual. "Everything okay, babe?" She asked worriedly, noticing he was carrying a large cardboard box.

"Fuck... I... Just got fired..." He replied, avoiding eye contact and dropping the container onto the kitchen counter.

"What!? Why?" Leah shoved her laptop to the side and rushed over to him.

Josh sighed heavily and began to explain, "I... It's so fucking stupid... I backed up some sensitive documents on my personal USB drive so I could work on them here one night, and apparently that violates some confidentiality policy. I guess they scanned all the computers in the office looking for that sort of thing. I tried to explain, but they wouldn't listen... HR just called me into an office and told me they had no choice but to let me go."

Leah didn't know what to say or do. She had never seen her boyfriend so distraught. "Can't you just give them the files back?" She asked, knowing it probably didn't make sense.

"They demanded I turn over the drive to them, which I did, but they said it was policy to terminate anyone who broke that rule... Fuck!" Josh was pacing around the room now, pulling at his hair. "Now any accounting job I look for is going to ask why I got fired. This is not good..."

"We'll think of something," she said reassuringly, not really believing her own words.

That night, the worried couple broke the bad news to their roommate.

"Well what are you gonna do? Gonna break this new lease on me already?" Ethan asked, looking less calm than his usual self. "I was counting on your guys' portion so I could invest more."

"I don't see any other option. There's no way we'll be able to afford rent right now. Any extra money we had has gone towards Leah's student loans..." Josh lamented.

Ethan fell silent for a minute or so, his eyes darting back and forth, when an idea occurred to him. "Tell you what, I'll cover your share of the rent until you get back on your feet."

"Huh? No... No, you can't do that," Josh brushed off his friend's proposition.

"I can. I'd rather just front you the money for a bit than deal with trying to find a new roommate. Way too much of a hassle," Ethan argued.

"Bro, I appreciate the offer, but that's asking way too much of you...I don't even know how long it will take me to land another job."

"I'm sure it won't take that long. Besides, where would you even go? Everywhere remotely close to Leah's school is just as expensive if not more, and where would you get the cash for a new security deposit and all that shit? As far as I can tell your options are here or the streets."

Ethan's words hit both of them hard. They hadn't even had the time to consider how desperate their situation was. He was right. As of right then, they didn't have enough money to live anywhere, let alone even be approved as tenants with their current situation. Leah chimed in first, "I could try to find a part time job or something..."

"No, your focus is still getting your degree. I don't want this to fuck up our future. Plus that wouldn't be enough income anyway," Josh replied. "I guess... since there's no other option... We'll have to take you up on your offer, Bro. I'll pay you back when I can of course."

"Don't worry about the money. You guys can start paying me back right away, in fact," Ethan said, grinning smugly. "Hear me out.. You won't owe me a dime for the rent I cover while you're out of work, but... Leah has to sleep in my bed three nights a week."

The room fell dead silent, the couple doubting they had heard him correctly. Josh simply muttered, "What?"

Leah felt her blood boiling, and stammered, "You must be fucking joking..."

Ethan chimed in again before they could process his ridiculous demand any further. "I'm not joking, and before you get any ideas, it's not a sexual thing at all.. I would be spending a great deal of cash to help you guys out, and I would need something big in return that makes me feel like it's worth it-"

"Not sexual my ass! What in the hell are you talking about?" Leah interrupted, her face bright crimson. She shot a glance at her boyfriend, shocked he wasn't more outraged.

"Well, for one, I just prefer having a woman's company. It helps me sleep better, but it's getting a little tiresome having to go on all these dates just to find a new bed buddy. They always want a relationship, and I'm not interested, so I have to go out and find someone else all over again. It's expensive too, and since I'll be a lot shorter on cash in the near future, having Leah around will make that whole situation a lot easier on me," Ethan explained calmly.

"...Sleeping buddy? You expect us to believe that!?" Leah challenged him. "There's a lot more than sleeping going on in there, which we are forced to listen to all the time by the way."

"Sure, we usually end up fucking, but my point is that I want a break from all that without having to sleep alone every night." Ethan continued the level-headed explanation of his terms, despite the mortified look on his roommates' faces. "Plus, it bothers me that you hate me so much, and this will give us some time to get better acquainted. It's honestly a great deal for you guys. Just think it over, and let me know." With that, he turned for his bedroom and left the dumbfounded couple standing awkwardly in silence.

"So... we're obviously not doing that," Leah said finally.

"Yeah, no way. We'll explore our options more tomorrow," Josh agreed.

"Why didn't you say more? You just stood there while he suggested the most degrading thing! Some fucking best friend you got there..."

"I know... I'm sorry... I mean it is a lot of money. He just wants us to take it seriously I guess-"

"Are you actually defending that creep? What part of how we're handling this isn't fucking serious? To suggest that we pay him back like... ugh... like I'm some fucking whore..."

"Let's just go to bed. We'll figure something else out." Josh muttered, feeling overwhelmed.

"I can't believe you. Both of you!" The young girlfriend yelled in anger and stormed off towards her bedroom, slamming the door.

******

The next week or so was nothing short of problematic for the young couple. They did not discuss the preposterous proposition their roommate had made, and focused all of their energy on finding a solution. Josh and Leah spent hours browsing apartments and rooms to rent, but no matter how they crunched the numbers, there was simply no way they could afford to sustain themselves. The cost of rent had increased drastically in the entire region, and every listing they browsed left them feeling more desperate.

Leah avoided Ethan entirely. The fact that he had referred to her as an object for trade made her skin crawl, and yet his twisted deal clawed at the back of her mind. The notion that all of their financial troubles could be washed away in the blink of an eye was becoming harder to ignore as the situation worsened. Each passing day, she considered the offer a little more seriously, rationalizing away the absurdity of it.

One night, the couple lay in bed after a failed attempt to have sex. The dire circumstances had drained Josh of his libido, and his desire to share some shred of pleasure with Leah proved impossible. On the verge of tears, he whimpered, "What are we gonna do..."

Leah felt a pit in her stomach. They couldn't go on living like this. She felt a sudden surge of guilt, knowing that she could end their suffering at any time. After an exasperated sigh, she mumbled, "What if... we just try it out... for one night..."

"No... There has to be another way..." Josh replied.

"But there isn't. We just need more time. I'm willing to give it a try... As long as he plays by my rules."

"Are you sure, babe?"

"Ugh... no... but I'll do it for us. It would probably just be a few times until you find another job after all, right?"

"Right. I love you."

"I love you too. Goodnight." Leah curled up and tried to sleep, but the knowledge of what they had just agreed to had tied her stomach into knots.

******

The following day, after hours of unsuccessful job and apartment hunting, the couple were a bundle of nerves as they waited for Ethan to get home from work. When the moment finally came, he could tell immediately that there was an abnormal energy in the air. "What's going on guys? Don't tell me you found a new place..."

Josh cleared his throat. "Ehm... No... We... were talking, and..."

He didn't need to finish for Ethan to figure it out. His friend's awkward speech pattern and Leah's scornful body language made it quite clear. "You're agreeing to the deal?" He asked, grinning.

"Yeah..." Josh muttered.

"But just a trial! If you can prove to me that you'll be a gentleman through this, and not your usual..." Leah had to stop herself from hurling one of several cutting insults that were on the tip of her tongue, "...self... Then maybe this can work out."

"I will be the perfect, platonic roommate. I promise. Let's drink to it!" Ethan hurried to pour shots, and the three of them did their best to enjoy the evening. After several rounds of drinks and some light-hearted discussion, the group was about ready to call it a night. No one had made any mention of the impending strangeness that would occur when they eventually decided to go to bed, but the time had come.

Leah was feeling fairly intoxicated as she kissed her boyfriend goodnight. It was the strangest feeling knowing they were going into separate rooms, but she had made up her mind and wasn't going to turn back now. Surprisingly, Ethan had actually been tolerable for the past couple of hours. She knew he couldn't have actually changed that quickly, but to see him at least making an effort was a good start. After reluctantly parting ways with Josh, Leah followed her roommate to his doorway.

"You're wearing that to bed?" Ethan asked, examining her outfit.

She hadn't even thought about it. She would normally just strip down to her underwear or throw on a baggy t-shirt with nothing underneath before getting under the covers. Neither of those options would be suitable now. "Damn. Um... be right back." She trotted to her own room, changed into some gym shorts and a tank top, and gave Josh another kiss before returning to Ethan across the apartment. He was in the same spot, and held the door open for her to pass through. "I know how to open a door you know..." She muttered.

"Perfect gentleman, remember?" Ethan responded, chuckling.

Leah entered the room and noticed right away that it smelled different than hers. Some sort of foreign, masculine scent hung in the air, but it wasn't necessarily unpleasant. She realized she had never actually been inside his space before. The next thing she noticed was that the dwelling was surprisingly clean and tidy. She had figured a single guy like him would have been living more or less like a slob, as Josh had before she moved in. "Which side is mine?" She asked, motioning towards the bed.

"I sleep on the side with the door so I can protect you if anything goes wrong," he jested.

Leah rolled her eyes and sat at the far edge of the bed, which was the third discovery to subvert her expectations. The mattress seemed exceedingly comfortable, and she pressed it a few times with the palm of her hands to examine it.

"Good stuff, right?" He asked, watching her with a cocky smile.

"Not gonna lie," she said, laying on her back and wiggling into the cushiony material a bit, "This might be the comfiest bed I've ever felt."

"Well I have expensive taste," Ethan bragged. "Glad you like it though," he added.

"Whatever... This is so fucking weird. Is it morning yet?" Leah complained.

"Not even close," he answered wickedly.

"This whole thing was just a ploy to get under my skin, wasn't it?" She asked.

"Maybe a little... Why do you hate me so much, anyway?" He asked, still smiling.

"If you don't understand that by now, I don't see the point of getting into it," she snapped.

"Fair enough," Ethan said simply. He began unbuttoning his shirt and pulled it off of his torso.

"Dude, can't you change in the closet or something?" Leah chided.

"What? I'm not getting naked or anything," he stated as he pulled his pants down.

Leah looked away. "What the fuck, Ethan."

"Relaaax. I always sleep in my boxers. No big deal."

Leah glanced at him again. She hated to admit it even to herself, but the man was in incredible shape. She could see how he was able to pick up women so consistently. If he wasn't such a prick he- she shook the thought away and complained again, "Can't you at least put a shirt on?"

"My room, my rules. By the way, I do take tips," he joked, laughing at himself.

"You're the worst..." Leah turned to her side, away from him, and decided that the best way to move forward was just to fall asleep as soon as possible. The bed shuffled a bit as he crawled into it next to her, but that was the last disturbance of the night.

******

The sun cast its rays through the blinds and onto Leah's eyes, which she made no attempt to open yet. In her semi-awake state, she felt her boyfriend pressed up against her backside, with his hand on her hip. She then felt the unmistakable bulge of his hard cock against her ass. Her pussy was wet and craving attention. She had been abnormally horny lately due to the stresses of life getting in the way of their sex life. Leah slowly rocked her ass back and forth along his hardness, hoping to stir him awake and finally share a long awaited steamy sex session. She reached back to free his erection and guide it into her dripping slit. It would be so hot for him to wake up inside of me, she thought. Her slender hand dipped into his waistband and wrapped around his shaft. She froze. Whatever she was holding felt foreign, and it was far too big to be Josh's dick. Reality came rushing back to her and her eyes snapped open. This wasn't her room; this wasn't her bed; and the huge cock in her hand belonged to Ethan.

 

[sherlockdexter]

The Rent Agreement Ch. 01 Part 2
by LapisLit​

Leah gasped audibly and quickly pulled her hand away from him. She turned to confirm, to her horror, that it was in fact Ethan that she was snuggled up against. He appeared to be fast asleep, which was a relief. She carefully rolled away from him, taking care not to wake him. She realized she had somehow ended up on his side of the bed, a further incriminating detail she would be horrified for him to discover. Her eyes ran down his broad chest and chiseled abs, landing on his massive dick, which was still rock hard and now sticking out of his boxers. Her gaze lingered on it for several seconds. It didn't even seem real. She had the thought to tuck it back into his underwear for a brief moment, to cover up the rest of the evidence of her mistake. Realizing how unnecessary that would be, she left the bed and exited the room.

As the scorching water of the shower poured over her, Leah tried to get the vision of her roommate's naked body out of her mind. Her pussy ached, begging to be touched, but she would not allow herself to succumb to the temptation. Especially not with the image of Ethan's big cock so fresh in her thoughts. She couldn't believe she had actually touched the thing, and had never imagined they could get that large. "It was an accident. I didn't do anything wrong..." She repeated the phrase to herself as she dried off.

Leah returned to her own bedroom to find Josh was still asleep. She dropped her towel and climbed on top of him. She took his soft dick in her hands and tried to coax it to life. She desperately needed to get the sexual urges out of her system. "Good morning, babe. Rise and shine," she said sweetly.

Josh stirred finally and greeted his naked girlfriend. "How was your night?" He asked right away. She continued to fondle him, but his cock remained as limp as ever.

"It was fine... Weird, but fine," she answered simply.

"He didn't do anything... questionable?" Josh inquired.

"No... We just went to sleep. Other than feeling strange to be in the wrong bed, it was a pretty uneventful night overall." She had decided to keep her awkward mistake to herself. It was too embarrassing and wasn't worth bringing up since it was just an accident on her part.

"Well that's good, I guess. Um... Sorry babe. I'm just not feeling it right now," He muttered, glancing at his softness in her hands.

"That's okay..." Leah tried to hide her disappointment. She had hoped that his sex drive would have improved now that their financial burdens were taken care of, but it made sense to her that it could take some time.

Unfortunately for her, Josh's libido did not improve much over the next week. He always found some excuse to explain why it wasn't the right time. Hoping it would improve the situation, Leah did not pressure him to look for work. It became apparent that he had stopped searching, but she reasoned that a break was probably healthy after all of the stress they had gone through. A little vacation never hurt anyone, she reminded herself as she observed him settling on the couch and clutching a video game controller.

As for the nights spent in Ethan's room, Leah was adjusting to the new routine. Luckily, nothing unsavory had happened since that first confusing morning in his bed. He would verbally tease her and find little ways to press her buttons, but she always had an insult ready to fire back at him. An onlooker might have called it flirting, but she was convinced that she still hated his guts.

Overall, the arrangement was going smoother than she had expected. In fact, Leah was surprised to find that she actually slept wonderfully in his luxurious, comfortable bed, and always woke up quite refreshed. Every morning though, she would find that she had soaked through her underwear and would sneak out in shame before Ethan awoke. Her sexual appetite had not been addressed and her body was becoming increasingly difficult to ignore. Leah chalked it up to the recent lull in her and Josh's sex life, but there was clearly a pattern emerging where her most lust-crazed mornings were in Ethan's bed.

One morning in particular, she noticed with dread that she had somehow become draped over him during the night, her cheek against his warm chest and her bare thigh across his crotch. She felt the familiar wetness between her legs and an unfamiliar hardness beneath her. Leah glanced down to find that Ethan's sizable morning wood had escaped his boxers and was trapped under her inner thigh, just inches away from her barely-clothed pussy. She cursed herself for unconsciously ending up in a dicey position with him again. She didn't move, just laying still to collect her thoughts for a moment. His arm was on her, running down the length of her torso with his fingers resting on her ass. It would be difficult to move at all without waking him.

Leah's cunt was on fire, and it took every ounce of self-control to stop herself from giving into the urge to grind against him. The thick mushroom tip of his cock seemed to stare at her, poking out from the soft skin of her upper leg. It looked so plump and juicy, at least twice the size of her boyfriend's, and she couldn't help but imagine how it might feel inside of her. If it were in any way possible to ensure he would remain asleep, Leah wasn't sure she'd be able to resist guiding Ethan's hard dick into her dripping wet pussy. She had never felt so tempted in her life.

Finally, after several minutes of suppression, she managed to carefully squirm out of his embrace and free herself of the potential embarrassment of being discovered cuddling so intimately. To her relief, Ethan didn't stir in the slightest as she maneuvered her body off of his. He was seemingly out cold. Unburdened of her weight, his big cock stood tall, pointing straight at the ceiling. Subconsciously, Leah's hand had found its way down her shorts, and she lightly stroked her aching pussy while gawking at the exposed man. The pleasure hit her in an instant, her impossibly needy sex finally getting some stimulation. Before she fully realized what she was doing, the young girlfriend was firmly rubbing her clit next to her sleeping roommate.

Ethan's huge erection remained fully inflated throughout the duration of her sneaky self-indulgence, and she was fixated on it. She made a conscious effort not to lust over the annoying man beside her, but her mind wouldn't let her ignore the physical specimen. That fat fucking cock was exactly what her body had been craving for weeks now, and the raw sight of it fueled her burgeoning climax.

Leah's orgasm hit her hard. Her mouth hung open while she quivered on the bed for a solid minute. When the flood of endorphins pummeling her brain finally slowed, she felt a mix of satisfaction and disgust. It bothered her that she had given in to her body's urges, especially because Ethan had been the focal point. She hated him and his alluring cock for breaking her will. As silly and illogical as the thought was, she felt better about what she'd just done by shifting the blame. It was the damn boys that got her into this situation, and thus all of this was their fault. Leah took one last look at the nude man and quietly left the bedroom.

A smug grin spread across Ethan's face as he listened to her retreating footsteps. He had been awake the entire time, sneaking quick glances at Leah's masturbation session. He stroked his dick to the thought of her sexy body writhing around on his sheets, knowing he now had the upper hand.

******

The following "Ethan night", as she began calling them, had Leah feeling more anxious than usual. She couldn't control the movements her body made while sleeping, which made her nervous. She couldn't bear the thought of him waking up first and finding her snuggled up against him. If he were to somehow discover how wet she was, he would never shut up about it. She tried not to worry about all of that as she got onto the far end of his bed and curled up. They traded a few sarcastic remarks while he stripped off his clothes, as usual, and the room fell silent.

"Uh... Leah?" He asked softly.

"What?" She asked, already rolling her eyes in anticipation of whatever he was about to say.

"Just thought I should mention. I've been like... extra horny recently. So, if I happen to have a big boner in the morning or something, I don't want you to freak out," he explained.

Leah scoffed at him. "Whatever man. Just keep it away from me."

As Leah closed her eyes and tried to sleep, she began hearing a repetitive rubbing sound behind her. When it didn't stop after several seconds, she turned to look at Ethan's side of the bed. "Dude, what the hell is-" The words caught in her throat as she saw that he had removed his underwear and was openly jerking off right in front of her. "What the fuck!?" She shouted, bewildered by his actions.

"Shhhh!" He responded, looking at her sternly while his hand continued to pump up and down.

"Are you fucking kidding me!?" Leah threw the blanket off of her, readying herself to storm out of the room.

"I told you I was abnormally horny..."

"Well, take it to the bathroom or something!" She demanded, fuming.

"Oh, so you're allowed to masturbate in here, but I'm not?" Ethan sneered accusingly.

"I- What are you talking about?" Leah asked defensively, feeling her stomach drop.

"Don't play dumb. I saw you the other morning going to town on your little cunt. Right there where you are now," he accused her.

"What!? That's bullshit!" She argued, knowing it was hopeless.

"We both know it isn't. But hey, it's fine. You have my permission to pleasure yourself in here as much as you want, just don't expect me to play by a different set of rules. Fair is fair."

Leah moved to get off of the bed. She was humiliated and needed to get away from him. "Where are you going?" Ethan asked, still stroking himself with a steady rhythm. When she didn't answer him, he added, "If you leave, I'll tell Josh everything." She froze. "About how his not-so innocent girlfriend couldn't keep her body to herself, and got so worked up over the sight of my big dick that she played with herself right in front of me.

"You wouldn't..." Leah muttered, half-standing with one knee still on the sheets.

He nodded threateningly. "Don't ruin this whole arrangement just because you got a little horny. I'm still keeping my hands to myself. Unless you want them on you..."

"I don't," she said, defeated. She lay back down in silence, eyebrows furrowed in frustration, but continued watching him.

"Glad you decided to stay. Gotta admit I'd miss my favorite sleeping buddy if you called this deal off," Ethan teased.

"When I call it off," she corrected him. "This is just a short term thing."

"Well, I guess we better enjoy it while it lasts, right?"

"You're certainly enjoying yourself..." She grumbled.

"You could be too..." He suggested.

"You wish," she said dismissively, trying to ignore the growing heat between her thighs.

Ethan was surprised that she still hadn't looked away. He was having a great deal of fun taunting her while he openly played with himself. "So what do you think?"

"Huh?"

"How do I measure up?" He glanced at his cock, and then back at her.

"Pfft. You're disgusting," Leah muttered. She shuffled a bit as if to turn away from him, but she couldn't stop herself from looking back at his performance.

"C'mon. You can't deny I'm packing an impressive instrument here," he teased.

"You seriously think that just cause you wag your big dick around I'm going to instantly drop my panties?"

"So you do admit that it's big," Ethan retorted confidently.

Her face flushed crimson. "Ugh... You're so annoying..." She flopped over onto her side, forcing herself to tear her eyes away from the scene.

"Leah..."

"What now?"

"I'm gonna cum. So hard," he grunted.

She reluctantly turned to Ethan again, just in time to see his thick cock jump and spurt a lengthy rope of semen straight into the air. Another creamy strand of his fluid shot out, and then another, each of them reaching preposterous heights before landing on his toned belly. Leah watched in amazement as her roommate ejaculated with more force and volume than she would've considered possible. On the surface she looked appalled to witness it, but her pussy burned with desire at the erotic showing.

"Fuck..." She murmured, lost for words and involuntarily squeezing her thighs together..

Ethan cleaned himself off and settled into the bed. "Night," he said smugly. He turned off the lamp and didn't say another word to her.

Leah's mind was racing. She couldn't believe what had just taken place. How did things escalate so quickly? She just witnessed the man she despised jerk himself off to completion, and it left her extremely aroused, despite how badly she wanted to be disgusted. Her pussy was soaking wet and practically screaming at her to touch it. She tossed and turned for several minutes before ultimately losing the internal battle. Very quietly, her hand dipped into her shorts and she pressed her fingers into her aching entrance. For the second time that week, a conflicted Leah shamefully pleasured herself to orgasm in Ethan's bed.

******

The new routine had been established, and over the next several nights while they were together, Ethan would strip completely naked and masturbate beside her. Leah would always act appalled, and call him out for being a pig, but she'd watch him anyway with a disapproving look. Eventually, she got comfortable enough to secretly touch herself under the blanket while he stroked one out, but she always waited until he was asleep to make herself cum. She couldn't risk him knowing the effect he was having on her. She always came so hard after teasing herself while watching him, and privately began looking forward to her "Ethan nights", knowing the pleasure that would ensue.

One evening, as he fished his half-erect cock from his underwear, she asked him, "Do you do this every single night?"

He replied, "Honestly, only when you're here."

"Gross." She scoffed.

"You're fucking hot, Leah. Just knowing you're in my bed drives me crazy. It's the only thing I can do to control myself," he explained earnestly.

"Well, you're disgusting, and you can't have me," she muttered, suppressing a grin. The rare compliment threw her off, and she couldn't deny that it was flattering to know how intensely he lusted after her. It was a bit of a power trip realizing that she was off limits, yet so desirable that he had to beat off every time she was around.

Ethan snickered. He knew it was just a matter of time before her will would shatter. "That's fine. I'll settle for my thoughts for now."

"I can only imagine the perverted shit you conjure up in that thick skull of yours," Leah said bitingly.

"Oh, I think you'd love it."

"Try me." Leah regretted the encouragement the second it left her lips. Her hidden lust had gotten the better of her.

Ethan flashed a bright smile. "Well, speaking of trying you... I could, for instance, crawl between your legs right now and eat your little pussy until you were screaming for me to fuck you."

His sudden directness spurred a small shockwave in her gut and her nipples hardened. "Pfft! You wouldn't dare. You know this arrangement is over the minute you lay a finger on me, you ass."

"It's just a fantasy. Relax," he replied calmly, still slowly stroking himself. "If that actually were to happen though... I'm positive you wouldn't stop me." Ethan's arrogance was making her blood boil, but her body was reacting to his dirty imagery. "Believe me though. I have a skilled tongue, and you'd be addicted to it in no time."

"Fuck off. You are so damn full of yourself it's sickening," Leah remarked with her most disapproving expression. She could feel her pussy moistening by the second.

He noted that she hadn't told him to stop yet. "Of course, that would just be the appetizer. Just a little warm up for the main event. Next, I would slowly kiss my way up your body until you felt this fat cock prod your slick entrance. That's when the begging would really start..."

Leah's cunt was burning now, and it took every ounce of self-control to stop herself from attending to it. She couldn't help a swift glance at his engorged dick, picturing its considerable size stretching her open. She became aware that she was biting her lower lip, and lashed out in embarrassment. "Begging you to leave me the fuck alone, you creep!"

"You have no clue what you're missing. I know exactly how to please a sexy woman like you. I'd have you creaming all over my big cock the entire night. One experience with a real man like me would blow your innocent little mind. Then I'd blow my thick load deep inside of you and seal the deal..." As he finished his sentence, Ethan's cock throbbed and began launching the heaviest strands of sticky semen she had seen yet as he let out a deep, breathy moan.

Leah's hand shot down to her panties, but she stopped herself, desperately trying to maintain control. She was soaking wet, and her thighs squirmed ever so slightly. If not for the blanket, he would easily be able to see how turned on she was. The sex-starved girlfriend felt her pussy drooling as she imagined all of that milky cum coating her insides. No one had ever cum inside of her before, and she wondered why the idea of it was suddenly so insanely hot. She was at a loss for words, and mindlessly said, "You're gross."

The look of deep conflict on Leah's face was clearly apparent to Ethan, who was studying her reaction carefully as his climax ran its course. "Go ahead. Leah. I won't tell..."

"Shut up." She hated him for putting her in this position, but her body wanted to give in so badly.

"Touch yourself. I know you need it," he persisted.

"I do not." Leah lied. Even as she said it, her hand was sliding back down her torso beneath the blanket. Her body was winning the battle.

Unbeknownst to her, Ethan could see the subtle movements and grinned victoriously. "Don't deny yourself. It's natural," he encouraged.

"Shut up." She muttered again. Her mind was racing as her fingers dipped into her underwear and finally made contact with her aching pussy. A spark of ecstasy rippled through her instantly, her brain pleading her to continue.

Ethan watched as her hardened expression shifted slightly, revealing that her determination had finally broken. "That's it... God you look hot."

Leah wanted her arrogant roommate to say more dirty things to her. She despised that this was happening, but she was too far in now as she furiously rubbed her drenched cunt. "You don't know anything..."

"Don't be ashamed. We're friends here."

"No, we're not. Ugh. I fucking hate you..." She said through clenched teeth. The pleasure was ramping up significantly, and her eyes drifted down to Ethan's shiny member. It had deflated slightly, but was still quite engorged as it lay across his abs, surrounded with his splattered semen. "...and your stupid big cock," she added, practically whimpering.

"I'm going to fuck you with this stupid big cock one day," Ethan stated boldly.

"Nnooghh... No you aren't..." Leah couldn't believe she was getting off to his completely inappropriate threats. She could feel a powerful orgasm brewing.

"Yes I will. You will be my personal cum slut, and you will join me in bed every single night so I can give your needy little pussy all the attention it's been craving."

"Fuck. Fuck. FUCK!" Leah yelped far louder than she intended as her climax overwhelmed her. All control over her body slipped right through her fingers as her thighs clamped tightly together and she trembled on the sheets. Soft moans escaped her lips as visions of Ethan sexually dominating her flashed through her mind. The intensity of her orgasm completely blindsided her, and it seemed to last minutes. As the pleasure finally waned, she opened her eyes to see her roommate's shit eating grin.

"Well that was ridiculously sexy. Now I need to take care of this again," he said, looking down at his revitalized erection. "Wanna help me out?"

"This never happened!" Leah flipped onto her side, facing away from him, and pulled the blanket tightly into her. She shut her eyes and tried to block out the shame that was taking hold of her. She had just openly pleasured herself right next to the man she supposedly loathed more than anyone else. Worse still, she had done it while he described how he was going to fuck her and make her his slut, all behind her boyfriend's back. The situation had gotten so completely out of control that it didn't even feel real. Maybe it was a dream, she thought. She let the hopeful idea live in her mind as she drifted off to sleep, the rhythmic sounds of Ethan beating his meat again behind her.

 

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