Straight Female / 23
Like Nothing Else On Earth
Obviously I'm being a terrible person here, but I need to get this off my chest and I can't tell anyone in real life...
So my long term BF and I live in a three room flat share. One of the other rooms is taken by his friend and the third room has had a few different people living in it. We're all in our early 20's and have a good time partying and hanging out. When we first lived there, the fourth person was a girl but she left to move in with her BF and then this guy arrived, who I'll call Jason. He was friends with my BF's friend but didn't really know my boyfriend. He was a total manwhore and had different girls over for very loud sex all the time. I couldn't help but notice they always seemed to be enjoying themselves and it wasn't hard to see why. He's handsome, ripped and charming. My BF didn't like him much, but we got on. I definitely enjoyed flirting with him and checking him out but didn't ever cross any lines.
After COVID he decided to move out at the end of the contract and... that's when things started to heat up. We were having a houseparty one night when he asked me if I was going to miss him. I joked that he wouldn't miss the loud sex all the time but he saw right through me and I ended up admitting that I found it kind of hot listening to him (I was quite drunk at the time). I shut the conversation down when he suggested I could do more than just listen if I wanted but I wasn't able to get the idea out of my head. I'd be having sex with my boyfriend and fantasising about Jason. The fact that he'd pretty much outright told me that he wanted to fuck me with my BF just feet away honestly turned me on so much. He kept it up as his leaving date approached; whenever the others weren't around, he'd be sure to touch my thigh or arm, make a suggestive comment or even leave the bathroom naked when he knew I'd see. It got to the stage where I could barely concentrate because he was on my mind 24-7.
The weekend before he was due to move out he had a girl over on Saturday night and I was so jealous. My BF even commented that I seemed pissed off. I went for a run in the morning to try and let off steam but it didn't work. I got back, had a shower and got dressed before heading into the living room. I had the day to myself as my BF was out watching football with his friends. Jason and my bf's friend were in the kitchen having breakfast, joking about the girl that had stayed over. Apparently she'd not been that good in bed, which made me feel better. When my bf's friend announced he was off to work, I realised I was about to be alone with Jason. I should have got the hell out of there then but I didn't.
The moment the door shut, our eyes met and a few minutes later, we were all over each other. It was wrong and twisted but I was so out of my mind with horniness that I led him to the room I shared with my bf, where he - quite literally - ripped my clothes off. The sex was off the scale. He licked me out, rimmed me and fucked me for well over an hour in all positions. Including pressed up against the window. His skill and stamina were incredible. I was in heaven, and needless to say, I came and came and came. It felt so good finally giving into my desires and I honestly didn't care about my relationship at all in that moment. Afterwards, we had gentle shower sex and I cleaned up the room. Luckily my bf didn't suspect anything.
Jason has moved out now but I've continued seeing him at his new place whenever I can sneak away. I've got no plans of ending it with my bf. He fulfills my romantic needs, being with Jason is purely about sex. I know I'm just another conquest to him and we're never gonna be together. But the way he fucks me is like nothing else on earth.
So my long term BF and I live in a three room flat share. One of the other rooms is taken by his friend and the third room has had a few different people living in it. We're all in our early 20's and have a good time partying and hanging out. When we first lived there, the fourth person was a girl but she left to move in with her BF and then this guy arrived, who I'll call Jason. He was friends with my BF's friend but didn't really know my boyfriend. He was a total manwhore and had different girls over for very loud sex all the time. I couldn't help but notice they always seemed to be enjoying themselves and it wasn't hard to see why. He's handsome, ripped and charming. My BF didn't like him much, but we got on. I definitely enjoyed flirting with him and checking him out but didn't ever cross any lines.
After COVID he decided to move out at the end of the contract and... that's when things started to heat up. We were having a houseparty one night when he asked me if I was going to miss him. I joked that he wouldn't miss the loud sex all the time but he saw right through me and I ended up admitting that I found it kind of hot listening to him (I was quite drunk at the time). I shut the conversation down when he suggested I could do more than just listen if I wanted but I wasn't able to get the idea out of my head. I'd be having sex with my boyfriend and fantasising about Jason. The fact that he'd pretty much outright told me that he wanted to fuck me with my BF just feet away honestly turned me on so much. He kept it up as his leaving date approached; whenever the others weren't around, he'd be sure to touch my thigh or arm, make a suggestive comment or even leave the bathroom naked when he knew I'd see. It got to the stage where I could barely concentrate because he was on my mind 24-7.
The weekend before he was due to move out he had a girl over on Saturday night and I was so jealous. My BF even commented that I seemed pissed off. I went for a run in the morning to try and let off steam but it didn't work. I got back, had a shower and got dressed before heading into the living room. I had the day to myself as my BF was out watching football with his friends. Jason and my bf's friend were in the kitchen having breakfast, joking about the girl that had stayed over. Apparently she'd not been that good in bed, which made me feel better. When my bf's friend announced he was off to work, I realised I was about to be alone with Jason. I should have got the hell out of there then but I didn't.
The moment the door shut, our eyes met and a few minutes later, we were all over each other. It was wrong and twisted but I was so out of my mind with horniness that I led him to the room I shared with my bf, where he - quite literally - ripped my clothes off. The sex was off the scale. He licked me out, rimmed me and fucked me for well over an hour in all positions. Including pressed up against the window. His skill and stamina were incredible. I was in heaven, and needless to say, I came and came and came. It felt so good finally giving into my desires and I honestly didn't care about my relationship at all in that moment. Afterwards, we had gentle shower sex and I cleaned up the room. Luckily my bf didn't suspect anything.
Jason has moved out now but I've continued seeing him at his new place whenever I can sneak away. I've got no plans of ending it with my bf. He fulfills my romantic needs, being with Jason is purely about sex. I know I'm just another conquest to him and we're never gonna be together. But the way he fucks me is like nothing else on earth.
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