“I don’t know why they put me with a guy?!” you thought as you watched your room mate enter your small quarters at the military base.
This male and yourself had been rooming together for a few weeks now but nothing much had been said conversation-wise, just the small exchanges here and there but it wasn’t bothering you at all. Part of you just didn’t feel like engaging in conversation while the other part of you had a heavy case of the ‘speechlessness due to your roommate being hot-itis’
Presently your eyes followed him around the room as he calmly laid out his things then went to the small mirror and ran his fingers over his thin goatee.
“Stuck on the facial hair, are you?” the male asked, looking at you through the reflection of the mirror, his large eyes and thick eyelashes making his features look more beautiful.
“N-No?” you stammered, clamming up at being called out for staring.
“Out with it then,” the male commanded in a calm voice, looking back at his reflection in the mirror as he continued to check his small beard.
“I-I … uh… I’m just wondering why they let me room with a male? Not that that is anything against you but, well… usually they would bunk a female with another female but this time they haven’t… I’m just curious. Again, not complaining because you’re hot but, SHIT, sorry I didn’t mean to say—,”
“Male, huh?” your expressionless roommate commented, turning around to face you, his blond bob staying unnervingly straight as he swiveled.
“Y-Yeah, umm… the uh…” You gestured to your your chin. “Goatee… gave it away… that’s why I said male. I mean, it’s hot. I’m all for it, I like it.”
“Missing the boys back in your hometown?” he asked in a bored tone.
“Not really, I’m actually [sexual preference] with a bias for women, but, you know… I can appreciate both sides.”
“I see,” he said, crossing his arms across his chest, black eyes watching you closely, “what if I told you I wasn’t male?”
“I’m sorry, what?” you deadpanned, “you’re not?”
“My name is Yelena,” she replied, “I’m female.”
“What’s with the chin hair then?”
“Fake, but people seem to like it.”
“Well, it’s doing it’s job because it makes you look hotter so…”
“You’ve said that twice now,” she commented, “you obviously need some attention.”
“Attention as in?” you queried.
She turned around and walked to the door and locked it, then turned around and walked back over to where you were laying back on the bed.
“Oh shit are we gonna???”
Without warning, she dropped her pants and threw her top off then reached for her goatee and ripped it from her chin.
“Holy shit!” you gasped as she stood there naked before you.
“It’s unusually warm this time of year,” she mused with a dead expression on her face as you lay there looking bug-eyed at her.
“Ha,” you chuckled, “well yeah, with you standing here with no clothes on it’s a hell of a lot warmer now.”
Purposefully she walked up to the side of your bed then hopped on, helping to undo your military clothes and throw them on the floor.
“I’m lucky that you’re more interested in girls. The boys are missing out,” she commented as she ran her hands up over your breasts to your nipples then craned her head down to lick each in turn.
Intrigued, you watched her suck your breasts, body getting warmer and warmer as she worked calmly and methodically then lifted her lips from your chest and planted them on your lips.
Surprised by her sudden move you stalled a little then kissed back, her tongue and yours sliding against each other’s as you both launched into a sloppy make out session.
Softly you moaned into her mouth, wrapping your arms around her body and pulling her down ontop of you.
She was a lot taller than you were and her defined abdominals pressed against your aching pussy as she allowed herself to rub against you.
Knowing the female body well, she shifted to the side and stroked down between your breasts, stopping for a second to pinch one of your nipples firmly between her thumb and index finger which forced a small whimper from you, before tracing down your centerline and running her fingers over your pussy and down between your thighs.
“Wasn’t expecting rain,” she commented, her index finger swiping back and forth between your pussy lips, gathering slick on the tip before she pulled it out and placed the slick wetted tip of her finger into her mouth.
Her black eyes bore into yours as she tasted you and you couldn’t help but let out a moan of approval.
“Shit, yes,” you breathed, “that’s so hot.”
She dipped her finger back in between your folds and gathered a little more slick before licking it off her finger again.
“I know it’s considered rude to double dip but for this there must be an exception, yes?” she joked dryly, her face remaining neutral as she placed her finger back at your hot entrance.
Almost like she was working on her own pussy she pushed her fingers into you, 3 to be exact, and you gasped loudly as your legs spread involuntarily and head rolled back.
Without so much as any remark she started fingering you, twisting and pumping them up inside you while you writhed under her touch.
As she finger-banged you her mouth connected with yours again, the next moan of yours being muted by her tongue writhing with yours.
“Oh shit, she’s good,” you gasped, breathing becoming distorted as she pumped you a little harder.
“Yelena, fuck, oh fuck yes,” you screamed internally as she steadied her fingers, holding you just on the edge of orgasm.
As she pulled her mouth from yours a small trail of saliva strung out, making your mind scream again at how hot this all was.
Before you could recover from the delight of the saliva trail, her mouth was on your clit, tongue circling and sliding over it as her fingers increased their pumping into your core.
“Oh shit, fuck,” you moaned, a low groan accompanying your fervent words, “I’m close, Yelena, I’m close.”
She didn’t pay you any heed and kept on her course, fingers squelching into you as your body shook violently at the pinnacle of pleasure.
“Aahhhh~,” you called out, your body convulsing under the command of her tongue and hand.
When she felt that you had finished, she pulled her fingers from your pussy and sat back.
“My turn now,” you panted, gesturing for her to climb up onto your face.
At your beckoning she did as you recommended and straddled your head.
“I will now use your lips on mine,” she said as she sat her bare pussy down on your eager mouth, immediately rocking back and forth on you as you poked your tongue out and slurped her juices.
“She’s, fucking, wetter than a monsoon. Fuck me dead.”
Her hands gripped into your hair as she leaned her weight down on you move, hips bucking against your face as she used you to fuck herself.
“She tastes so good,” you moaned internally, swallowing her slick down.
It didn’t take long for her movements to become wilder, clit swiping up over your nose as she owned every inch of your face and before you knew it her panting had become heavier. A few more forceful swipes over your mouth and she came, more slick flowing freely as she climaxed into your mouth.
“God, that was a good release,” you commented as she hopped off your face and got up off the bed, “I can die happy now, that was the pinnacle of my life experience.”
“Die, huh?” she said as she walked over to her bag and reached into it.
You looked at her as you wiped your face and your expression went from relaxed, to disbelieving, to horror- as she produced a gun.
“Sleep well, traitor,” she said before cocking the gun and pulling the trigger.
~ END ~
“So how did you die?” one of the other members of hell asked you.
“Had just finished eating some pussy and she shot me.”
“Well, I’d have shot you too if you ate my cat,” the newcomer replied.
You looked at them with a dumb expression.
“How are you here in hell? You’re way too innocent. You sure the big guy didn’t get it wrong when he sent you here?” you asked, utterly confused.
“I’m here because I told someone I didn’t like anime and they strangled me,” the guy replied sadly.
“Where’s the person who strangled you? I want to meet them.”
~ END ~