My Angry Roommate Part 3
by Kevin Strange
As Saul continued to facefuck my girlfriend, my hand drifted down to the bulge straining against my shorts. Jenni was making small whimpering noises as Saul’s big dick drilled down into her throat. Her nipples were rock hard and her eyes were locked on the huge shaft thrusting deeply into her mouth.
A moment later, I realized I was rocking my hips against my hand as it massaged my hard on.
What the fuck was I doing? How could I get turned on watching my own girlfriend deepthroat another guy’s cock? It’s not like I had anything better to do, standing there awkwardly watching my roommate get orally pleasured in our living room, so I thought about it.
Seeing Jenni there, on her knees, making another man’s dick hard as rock, it was an affirmation that I’d landed the sexiest girl. Saul was single. He had girls to the apartment to fuck from time to time, but none of them looked like Jenni. I was going full bonage because I possessed the thing that was currently rocking his sexual world. Jenni was mine and she was using the skills I’d taught her to blow my roommate’s mind. And his considerably larger cock.
I wasn’t afraid that Jenni would fall in love with Saul’s generous member, either. Even though he had at least four inches on me, I knew Jenni was just having a goof. She loved to do weird, spontaneous things like that. I mean, she’d never sucked off another dude in front of me before, but once, while we were in Wal-Mart, she kept calling me big brother in front of old ladies and then jamming her tongue down my throat just to see their flabbergasted response. She loved to shock people, but I think she got off on shocking herself even more. Just to see if she would actually go through with the insane ideas that popped into her head.
And besides, she and Saul couldn’t have been more different.
Jenni and I were obsessed with horror movies. She even more than me. Jenni was an encyclopedia of movie trivia. She knew all the other movies that the cheesy B-movie actors had been in, who directed them, even the producers and production companies. I could barely keep the names of all the movies we watched straight.
Together we had a collection of almost a thousand horror flicks. Jenni loved to go to the conventions, too. She’d flirt with the aging actors and get us signed posters for free. My apartment was filled with them and I had even more in storage that we didn’t have room to display. Jenni was always talking about designing a special horror movie screening room in our house whenever we moved in together.
Saul on the other hand was just a typical guy in his thirties. He was into sports and sitcoms. He was living with me because he’d been busted for one too many DUIs and lost his job over it. He was just a sloppy drunk with a shitty temper and a penchant for quitting bullshit jobs as often as he was fired. I’d had to cover his half of the rent more than a few times because he was unemployed and too drunk to ride his bike around town to put in applications.
So no, I wasn’t the least bit concerned that Jenni was going to leave me for Saul. That made what I was seeing in front of me—what was happening to me because of it—more… interesting than distressing. I felt like I was watching the whole bizarre spectacle from some omnipotent perspective above my own body. Like a spectator to my girlfriend’s kinky debauchery.
While I was having some kind of bizarre sexual awakening, Saul and Jenni were starting to fall into their sexual rhythm. She moaned around his dick and pushed her head forward pacing the thrusts of his boner, pushing back against him hard enough to make her gag when they met in the middle.
I couldn’t take it any longer. I popped the button on my shorts, unzipped them and yanked out my throbbing, albeit much smaller member. Jenni eyed me suspiciously out of the corner of her eye. “What are you doing?” she mumbled, not taking her lips away from Saul’s monster dong.
I stepped forward, entering the action. My smaller boner was just inches from Saul’s. I could feel the heat radiating from its girth. “Can’t let you two have all the fun,” I said, smirking. I inched forward and poked Jenni’s cheek with my dick, urging her wordlessly to give me a turn.
I didn’t expect what happened next.
She pulled away, letting Saul’s hog of a dick flop out of her mouth. It sagged from its own weight, as if sad that it was no longer being sucked. She made a disgusted face and shook her head. “No way. I’m not sucking two dicks tonight. What do you think I am, some kind of slut?”
The question was just ridiculous enough to make me second guess my decision to whip out my schlong. My girlfriend was scarfing down my roommate’s huge cock, but here I was embarrassed and confused about pulling my own out. How’s that for fucked up?
“Uh, sorry,” I said, not sure whether I should put my dick away or just leave and let my roommate fuck my girl in peace.
Jenni made the decision for me. Looking around, she crawled over to the couch, giving Saul a magnificent view of her ass, and grabbed her phone.
I couldn’t help but think that, just a week before, the most I’d been worried about was that Saul had seen Jenni’s naked ass with my jizz all over it when they were in the living room together…
“Get a video of this for me. I’m gonna beat my monkey to shit later watching myself suck this dick.” She put in the unlock code, then tossed it to me. “Can you fucking believe how big it is!” she whispered to me, wide eyed, in a conspiratorial tone, like the two of us were sharing a secret.
Jenni was great at that. Before I’d even had a chance to feel crushed that she wanted to watch herself suck Saul’s dick while she masturbated, presumably without me, she made me feel like I was a part of the insane stunt she was pulling. Jenni made everything about her, but always made me feel somehow included, even when I clearly wasn’t. I really was the perfect cuck, wasn’t I?
Then she mouthed “Oh my god!” without a sound before giggling and dropping back to her knees in front of Saul’s sad, drooping log.
It wasn’t sad for long as Jenni leaned over and, without using her hands, nudged the head up onto her face with her nose, then slid the head back into her mouth and resumed choking on its length and girth.
I, for my part, did as instructed. I let go of my still erect penis and tapped record on Jenni’s phone. I was now her videographer, chronicling my own cuckolding.
“Is there any particular way you want me to….” I said, trailing off before I could even finish the absurd question I was about to ask. Is there any particular way you’d like me to shoot you sucking off my roommate? It even sounded ridiculous in my head.
But Jenni knew what I meant. She motioned for me to come forward. She wanted some close ups.
I did as instructed. I knelt down in front of Saul’s cock, getting Jenni’s phone right up in her face.
“Look how big this motherfucker is!” she whisper yelled into the camera as she jacked off Saul’s thick dick. She made an exaggerated gesture out of pointing at the head of it with her free hand, then she wrapped her mouth around it and bulged her eyes out in mock exasperation as she tried to fit it further into her throat.
I couldn’t help myself, I sneaked my free hand down and low-key jacked off very quietly while Jenni’s attention was preoccupied with giving herself a full video tour of my roommate’s sex stick. I had the absurd feeling that if she saw what I was doing, she’d get mad at me. Mad at me for jacking off while she made homemade porno at my expense.
She popped Saul’s cock out of her mouth once again and then ducked under it, letting it flop onto her face with a wet, sticky thump. Her mouth was next to his balls and his dick extended a couple of inches up past her forehead. She giggled silently and looked into the camera with the eye that wasn’t covered by fat cock. “It’s bigger than my head!”
The contrast of Saul’s dark, veined and hairy dick laid across Jenni’s smooth, soft alabaster skin was too much for me. My cock felt harder in my hand than I could ever remember it being. It felt like a piece of concrete. Jenni’s relaxed goofing off while simultaneously engaging in one of the sexiest acts of carnal debauchery I’d ever witnessed was driving me wild. If I kept jacking off I was going to cum, and for some reason, I felt like that would ruin everything. That the spell would break and Jenni would go back to her normal self. So I let go of my dick. Oh man. In that moment, I suddenly realized I didn’t want her to stop…
I didn’t have anything to worry about. She was having the time of her life. “Look! It’s a mustache!” She took hold of the huge cock and puffed out her lips into a kissy face. Then she laid Saul’s member across her top lip and… made it into a cock mustache.
That got her cracking up once again. She had tears running out of her eyes she was laughing so hard. “Sorry, sorry,” she said. “I’m a fucking dork.”
After a few more seconds, she recovered. “Let’s see how far I can suck it!” she yelled enthusiastically into the camera.
Neither Saul nor I protested the idea.
“Ok,” she said, shaking off the giggles. She took a deep breath, getting serious about her cock sucking again. In preparation for her deepthroating she leaned over Saul’s dick and spit on it just behind its thick head. Then she worked up more spit and licked across the left and then the right sides of the shaft. She was lubing it up.
After several moments of Jenni jacking Saul’s cock off, getting her spit evenly distributed across its head and shaft, she dove in for her first attempt. She managed to power past the head but she languished about an inch and a half down the shaft. She strained and squeezed her eyes shut as she tried to get just a little more into her mouth. Then she set a finger in front of her lip and pulled free.
She turned his cock to the side and looked where her finger was. “Wow. Not very good at all!” she said, giggling. Looking up at Saul she said, “this thing’s a gooddamn beast. You could slay dragons with it!”
She grabbed it by the shaft and proceeded to shake it at the camera in her phone, making slashing sounds as if she was swinging a sword. All three of us laughed together at that point. The tension was gone. Replaced by some strange synchronicity. We were all into what was happening in an equal amount. All willing and eager participants in Jenni’s suck show.
“Here. I’ve got an idea!” Jenni said, excitedly jumping to her feet. “You, sit on the couch. You, lay on the floor, here.” She pointed to the spot between Saul’s legs. She was directing traffic. Conducting her own blowjob symphony. Unreal.
Saul and I did as instructed. We even made eye contact for a moment as we got situated where Jenni wanted us. He looked as surprised and bewildered about the whole thing as I did. Jenni was loving this. She enjoyed nothing more than being the center of attention and now she had two grown men positively rapt.
Once we were in place, Jenni climbed onto the couch. Before she went back to work on Saul’s cock, she peeled off her shirt, her form-fitting booty shorts and panties. She was now completely naked besides the choker I’d gotten her. It seemed fitting that she wore my gift as she sexually humiliated me. It was more of her double entendre mind games. Slutty and thoughtful at the same time. Cheating and loyal. Sweet and cruel.
Now butt naked, she dropped her head into Saul’s lap, leaned her bare tits onto his stomach and once again took hold of his dong. From this angle, I was right up next to his balls, shooting a perfect line up his shaft and into Jenni’s face. Either she was a natural filmmaker or she’d watched enough porn to have the best camera angles memorized. I suspected the latter.
Behind me on the TV screen, Return of the Living Dead 3 still played. I’d seen it enough times to know what scene it was on just by listening to the sound. The hobo had been reanimated inside of a steel exoskeleton and was currently screaming his head off in pain. We were nearing the climax. Both literally and figuratively…
“How far do you think I can get it in now?” Jenni asked the camera.
It took me a moment to realize she was actually talking to me. “Oh, uh. I don’t know.”
“Pick a spot,” she said, tapping on the thick shaft. “I’ll see if I can do it.”
I laid my finger across Saul’s dick another two inches lower than she was able to get previously. Touching my roommate’s dick didn’t phase me in the least. After what had already happened that night, it was going to take a lot more than touching a dick to embarrass me.
Jenni slid her mouth down past the dickhead once again. Like an anaconda meticulously devouring its prey, she slowly made her way down, eyeballing my finger the entire way. From this angle, with Saul’s cock pointed down from her perspective, it slid right into her throat without effort. She only had to readjust her lips once to conform to the thickening base. Before long her warm, wet lips touched my finger.
She pumped her fist in the air and choked out “I did it!” from around Saul’s dick, sounding more like, “ararar!”
But all the sucking, stroking and deepthroating suddenly had Saul curling up his toes and moaning softly.
Jenni sensed what was about to happen and extracted the dick from between her lips. She started stroking it furiously and looked into camera. “Oh no! It’s gonna blow!” she said, furrowing her eyebrows and frowning dramatically in mock worry.
With her fist furiously jacking from root to tip now and her free hand massaging his balls, Saul stood no chance. His legs straightened out and he grunted loudly.
Jenni expertly placed her face in front of his spasming dick and waited with her eyes closed. After another moment, a jet of thick white cum shot out and landed on Jenni’s forehead causing her to flinch and giggle. Another arcing rope of jizm escaped Saul’s unit and splattered across her cheek and upper lip, causing Jenni to instinctively run her tongue across it, snatching away a small bit of cum in an ultimately futile attempt to clean off the growing pile of spunk landing on her face.
Saul shot another three squirts of jizz out of his dick, hitting Jenni in the mouth and chin before his legs relaxed and his cock stopped pulsating.
Jenni lay there with her head on his stomach for another several moments, slowly stroking the last bit of cum out out of the shaft. When she was satisfied with the small pool of cum resting on his dick hole, she leaned forward and sucked it off, swallowing it immediately.
“Wow!” she said, excitedly. “You cum A LOT!”
“Yeah,” was all Saul could manage in response. He was still in the process of catching her breath.
“He slimed me, babe!” She said, laughing. “Did you get all of it?”
“Yeah,” I said, pressing the stop button on her phone.
She snatched it from me and sat up. She took several selfies of her cum covered face before tossing her phone off to the side. “For the spank bank,” she said, in explanation.
Without breaking eye contact with me she took her finger and wiped every last drop of my roommate’s cum into her mouth and then swallowed it. “Wanna kiss?” she said, giggling.
“I’ll pass,” I said, grinning. I was almost sad it was over with. Watching Jenni suck Saul’s cock was one of the most exhilarating things I’d ever experienced.
Little did I know. Things were just getting started.
Be sure to check back next month for the next hot chapter of My Angry Roommate!