His heart beat rapidly as he opened her bedroom door, trying his best to be quiet. Though he knew it was wrong, he ignored his conscience, ignored the signals his body was sending him. Hands shaking, he approached the twin bed in the corner of the small room.
She was an enigmatic young woman. Not quite twenty years old, she had light blonde hair and icy blue eyes that seemed to stare right through people. Her face rarely showed any emotion. With such short hair and her tendency to wear oversized clothing, it was not uncommon for her to be mistaken for an especially short young man.
In fact, Jake had, at first, made such a mistake. He saw her ad online looking for a roommate and answered it believing that he was just a male college student, just like him. She met him at the door wearing a black baseball cap and oversized black hoodie over men's cargo shorts. However, it did not take long for him to realize the truth.
She had used a pseudonym when she placed the ad online, and she introduced herself as Maya. He was taken aback at the revelation; would it really be okay for him to have a girl as a roommate? What would his family think if they found out?
In the end, of course, he moved in. The rent and location were simply too good to pass up. Besides, it was not like he had a girlfriend who would be upset with him for having a female roommate, and his parents were a province away. It was no one's business but his that he was living in a small apartment with a strange girl.
And strange was certainly the best word one could use to describe Maya. She almost never spoke, and when she did, it was usually only one or two words. After three weeks of living with her, Jake could only recall having four or five conversations of her (though calling them conversations would be a bit hyperbolic).
She spent nearly all of her time in there, with the door closed, but the few times he had been able to sneak a glimpse of her room, he saw the small unmade bed with dark blue blankets. Next to that was a nightstand on which sat a small stuffed black cat. Across from the bed was a desk with a gaming pc sitting under it and a monitor on top.
He had never actually stepped foot into her room until that night. With shaking hands, he pulled back the dark blankets to reveal her sleeping figure. She slept, clutching the stuffed cat and wearing an oversized black t-shirt. He tried to suppress a twisted grin when he realized how innocent and vulnerable she looked.
She had not stirred at all since he walked into the room, much to his relief. He excitedly rubbed his erect cock through his shorts as he stared at the sleeping girl. With his other hand, he carefully pulled up her shirt.
Black panties were the only thing she wore underneath. The sight of her exposed thighs only increased the young voyeur's arousal — at that point, he was nearly salivating.
When he had built up enough courage, Jake slowly pulled down her underwear, fighting against his shaking hands. He suppressed a moan as he took his first ever look (outside of porn, at least) at such a sight.
He had not been planning this for long; he had simply woken up feeling aroused and decided to follow his darkest desires. He let his hormones take over his rational thoughts, let them turn him into an animal. Part of him wanted to (and knew that he should) turn back, but the other part was more dominant. He had already stripped a sleeping girl, and the sunk cost fallacy was providing him with justification to continue.
Of course, he knew it was wrong, but he simply did not care at that point. He was tired of his friends teasing him for his virginity. If he got some pussy, maybe they wouldn't look down on him so much. He was a good guy, he told himself. Always thinking of others first. He reasoned that he deserved to take something for himself, just this once.
Girls had never seemed interested in him. He was of average height and build, with short, light brown hair and hazel eyes. He had little success in growing facial hair, which was another reason his friends teased him. He would not call himself an incel, but his friends would call him one behind his back.
Jake pulled his boxers down, exposing his average-sized and painfully hard cock. As carefully as he could, he maneuvered on to the sleeping girl's bed, fearing that the shift on the mattress would wake her. He was relieved to still see her peacefully sleeping as he leaned over her, stroking himself.
With his other hand, he reached forward to touch her, gently spreading her legs. He had seen enough porn to have at least a vague idea of where the clitoris was, so he began to lightly rub her. Jake knew he had to try to make her wet, or else the pain would surely wake her. When she shifted slightly and let out a small moan, he froze in terror, only to look at her face to see she was still sleeping.
Heart racing, he attempted to put one of his fingers inside of her. It was warm, wet and tight. His ability to hold back was quickly fading.
He had to do it. Had to prove that he was a man.
Jake spread her legs further and lined himself up. Giving in to his instincts completely, he entered her.
The feeling was unlike anything he had ever experienced before. She was so tight and warm. Her sleeping body gripped him, pulling him in deeper. As he desperately tried not to moan, he looked to her face, searching for any sign of consciousness. Though he would rather not be caught, at that point, he did not really care.
He pushed her shirt up further, revealing her breasts. Though he would have preferred if they were bigger, he figured that they were better than nothing. She continued to sleep as he attempted to find a rhythm fast enough to satisfy him without waking her.
The more he thrust into her, the more overwhelmed he became. He was lost in pleasure. When he picked up the speed, he heard a faint moan.
Her eyes flew open.
Though he was shocked, he did not stop his movements. She did not make any moves, nor did she say anything; all Maya did was look into his eyes with a blank expression on her face.
He averted her eyes as he picked up the pace. Did she want this? Why was she not stopping him? Would she report his assault? Questions swirled in his mind, but they were drowned out by the overwhelming pleasure. No longer needing to worry about her waking up, he became rougher; he pushed her legs back, allowing him to reach even deeper inside her.
Though her breathing was rapid, she made little noise and her facial expression never changed. The more he pounded inside her, the more her legs shook. Between that and the fluid dripping from her, he could tell that he was pleasuring the young woman. He told himself that she wanted it as he ravished her.
He felt himself nearing the edge, but he did not stop. If she did not want it, she would be pushing him off and telling him not to finish inside, right? He figured that either she wanted him to fill her up, or she did not care, or she was going to report him to the police, in which case he might as well stay inside of her until the end and get as much pleasure from his crime as possible.
With a primal desire, he moaned as he came inside of the still-expressionless girl.
The clarity hit him as soon as he caught his breath. He withdrew from her, pulling up his boxers as he scrambled off the bed and out of the room.
The next morning, Jake got up and went to class as if nothing had happened.
He briefly passed by his roommate as he left for school, but he did not acknowledge her presence, nor did she seem fazed by him in the slightest.
For the entire day, he waited for the other shoe to drop. Inside, he was sickened by the mix of guilt and lust he felt. He knew what he did was wrong, and that his actions would catch up with him, but he hoped he had gotten away with it.
She was just as quiet and distant as ever that morning. She did not seem traumatized by his assault. Was it possible she had thought it was a dream? No, he thought; surely she would have noticed the fluid dripping out of her.
God, what an idiotic thing to do. He wished he had been able to finish without waking her, to have pulled out and finished outside, then cleaned her up. That way he would have gotten away with it. Maybe he could have made it a nightly ritual.
Though he knew what he did was wrong and feared the consequences, he deeply wanted to do it again, so much so that he could not make it through his classes that day without masturbating in the bathroom during lunch.
He wanted her. He needed her.
It was her fault too, was it not? She should have known what she was getting into, choosing to live with a strange man. She should have at least locked her door, he told himself. And besides, she did not do anything to stop him.
When he returned to the apartment complex, he was relieved to not be met by police. Perhaps he had gotten away after all?
His hand shook as he opened the door to their shared apartment. She was already home, not having had any classes that afternoon. Sitting on the couch in the living room in an oversized black hoodie and thigh-high striped socks, she did not look up from her phone when he entered.
Once again, Jake decided to abandon all morals and reason. He had already taken her once and faced no consequences, so what sense was there in holding back?
He joined her on the couch, sitting as close to her as he could. She had no reaction whatsoever. When he reached up her hoodie to feel her breasts, she simply continued scrolling as if he was not there.
Though he was relieved that she did not seem to mind, he was frustrated by the lack of any reaction. He wanted her to moan, to beg him for his cock. A darker part of him wanted her to struggle, to beg for him to stop so that he could overpower her and feel like a big man. Her complete indifference to him was something he could not stand.
He got up and stood in front of her. His belt came off and his pants and boxers followed. As he stroked his fully-hardened cock, he stared at the uninterested young woman. When even this failed to elicit a response, he snatched her phone from her, tossing it on to the carpeted floor.
Finally, she glanced up at the half-naked young man, face still completely blank.
"Do you want this or not?" He asked through gritted teeth.
Once again, he was met with no response.
"You want it, don't you?" He continued. "That's why you let a guy you'd never met move in with you, right?"
She continued to stare at him blankly.
"You want a guy to use you like a fleshlight, right? Say no if you don't."
As expected, she did not respond, though he swore he could detect a change in her breathing. He figured that was the closest he would get to consent, not that he cared about that at that point.
Jake pulled off Maya's hoodie, revealing only white panties underneath.
"See? You wanted it!" He proclaimed. "You live with a guy and you don't even wear a bra? Not like you have much need for one."
Despite his bitter words, he moaned as he excitedly felt her bare chest. He roughly pushed her down on the couch, pinning down one wrist while continuing to molest her.
"It's too late. I won't stop now, even if you beg me to."
Jake pulled off her panties, leaving her naked except for her socks. He lined himself up before thrusting into her as hard and deep as he possibly could.
She said nothing and her face did not change, but she exhaled sharply; the force of him slamming into her knocked her breath out.
He held her thighs as he pounded her, thoughts drowned out by the sheer pleasure. Staring at her blank face only increased his frustration, which in turn caused him to get even more rough with her.
As he neared his peak, he felt her body begin to quiver. Despite her best efforts to suppress it, she let out a small cry as the pleasure from his rough treatment overwhelmed her.
Jake was pleasantly surprised to see that he was able to pleasure her, to break her uninterested facade if only for a moment.
"I knew you wanted it." He said, breathing heavily. "You slut."
It only took a few more thrusts for him to climax, spilling himself deep inside of her.
When he was able to, he pulled out and let go of her legs. She laid on the couch, panting and flushed, his seed slowly beginning to drip out of her.
No words were exchanged between the two; he simply picked up his discarded clothes and left her there.
After her complete lack of resistance, he decided to find out exactly how far he could go. His plan was put into action not too long after she went to sleep.
Much like he had the previous night, Jake once again crept into her bedroom, clad only his boxers. This time, however, he had a different plan in mind.
He pulled back her covers once more. She was again dressed in an oversized t-shirt and was slumbering deeply.
Though he was not particularly strong, she was so small and light that he had little trouble picking her up. He carried the sleeping girl out of her bedroom and into his own.
Laying him down on his bed, he wasted little time stripping her. She began to stir when he pulled her shirt over her head. This did not bother him; he was not concerned with whether she woke up or not anymore.
He stroked the tomboy's soft cheek with one hand while the other hand pulled down his boxers. Carefully, he stuck his index finger into her warm mouth. His cock hardened even more as he felt her soft, wet tongue. He could not possibly resist.
Removing it from inside of her, he traced her lips with his wet finger as he desperately stroked his bare cock with his other hand. Unable to hold back any longer, Jake moved back and stepped out of his boxers before maneuvering himself so that his throbbing member was closer to the sleeping girl's mouth.
He did not rush in, enjoying the slow buildup instead. Like he had done with his finger, he lightly rubbed the head against her deliciously soft lips. Only then did he realize that he had never kissed them. Oh well, he thought as he smeared the pre-ejaculate dripping from his cock over her face.
Straddling her face, he lined his cock up with her mouth and slowly pushed the tip in. He gasped as he felt her wet warmth. Though she still seemed to be sleeping, he pushed, slowly and gently, until the entire head was inside. The feel of her slippery tongue against his frenulum made his knees go weak, causing him to involuntarily slip deeper.
As he grabbed hold of her head, her eyes finally opened, holding her trademark blank expression. He took little notice of this as he was far too distracted by the feeling of her tongue under his cock and her soft lips on his shaft. Not wanting a noise complaint, Jake tried desperately to hold in his voice as he pleasured himself with her mouth.
"D-don't use y-your teeth" he whispered through his harsh breaths. "I'll make it take even longer if you d-do."
His thrusts became rougher and deeper as he sought to find how far he could go without triggering her gag reflex. He paid no attention to the tears in her eyes.
The pleasure continued to build until Jake was a panting, gasping mess. He was growing dangerously close. When he reached his limit, he could not contain himself; he moaned as he thrust wildly, emptying himself down her throat.
"Swallow all of it." He demanded, his voice hoarse.
When he was done, he withdrew his softening member from her as he attempted to catch his breath. He looked down and, despite the darkness, he could see that she followed his order; no come dripped from her mouth, it had all made it inside of her.
"Good girl" he said nonchalantly as he lightly slapped her face with his limp, wet cock.
The previous times he had used her, Jake had immediately gotten up and left afterwards, but that would not be the case this time, as they were already in his bed. Though he was in his refractory period, he was still eager to see how far this twisted situation could go.
"Have you done that before?" He asked, backing up slightly but still positioned over her.
Though he fully expected to be ignored, as he had been before, the girl beneath him shook her head slowly.
"Oh really? I figured you'd be used to it." He said smugly. "Had you ever had sex before last night?"
To his surprise, she once again shook her head at him.
"Wow, so we were both virgins! I guess that makes us perfect for each other!" He said, elated at the revelation. "I didn't notice any blood, but I guess it was dark. Did it hurt?"
Maya nodded in response.
"You should have said something. I wouldn't have been so rough with you." He said, though part of him knew that, had he realized it was her first time, he would have been even more aroused and likely would have hurt her even more.
"So I left you there, dripping with blood and cum?" He could feel himself getting harder once more. When she nodded again, he smirked devilishly, delighting in the thought of making a permanent mark on her.
"Since you haven't fucked anyone else, I guess I can keep coming inside you, right?" He asked as he grasped his half-hard cock.
To his disappointment, he did not receive a response.
"If you don't say no, I'll do it again."
Despite his threat, she remained silent and motionless. He stroked himself as his mind raced.
"We were both virgins so we don't have to worry about STIs, and you probably won't get pregnant. You can get a pill for that, anyways. What's the harm in me fucking you raw?"
She gave no response once more, but he was at his breaking point. He got up from her and pulled off her panties.
"These are soaked. You definitely want it." He whispered hoarsely. He moaned as he wrapped the soft fabric against his erection, using it to help his sensitive cock return to full mast.
When he was ready, she lay there, completely exposed to him, still not putting up any resistance. He lined himself up and held her hips as he entered her.
Because he had already spent himself earlier, he was much less rough than he had been previously. Jake leisurely thrust in and out of the expressionless girl, mesmerized by the sensation. She was extremely wet this time, her cunt tightening around him as she tried to ignore the building pleasure.
As she had the last time, Maya failed to hold back when she reached her climax, letting out a soft moan as she trembled beneath him. The feeling of her spasming insides were too much, and Jake followed her over the edge, pushing deep inside as he filled her.
When he rolled off of her, completely exhausted, it was Maya who got up and left. He wanted to grab her and force her to stay in his bed, but he was much too tired, barely able to move after pouring all his energy into her.
A week after he first took advantage of her, the two roommates had settled into a strange routine, and that day began just the same.
It was after his third time waking her up that Jake refused to go back to his own bed, and from that point onwards, they slept in her small bed together. Due to the lack of space, it only made sense for him to fall asleep holding her, his stronger arms wrapped possessively around her small frame.
When he awoke that morning, still holding the sleeping girl, he pulled her tighter against him. His morning wood rubbed against her rear as he slipped a finger into her mouth. He was not the least bit concerned with whether or not Maya woke up.
With his other hand, he reached up into her shirt to feel her chest. Yes, he still wished that they were bigger, but her breasts were soft and warm and, best of all, they were only his. He moaned into her hair as he felt and squeezed to his heart's content.
He withdrew his hand from her mouth and moved it down to her panties, teasing his fingers along the waistband before sliding into them.
With two fingers, he gently parted her lips and sought her most sensitive spot. It was not that he wanted to pleasure her out of a selfless love, merely that wanted to make her a wet, desperate mess for his own satisfaction. He rubbed her in slow circles as his other hand continued to feel her breasts. Her heart began to race as he played with her. She panted, clearly awake by that point.
When he felt her getting close, he removed his fingers from her, pulling her underwear down as he did so. Turning her so that she lay on her back, he pulled his boxers down before straddling her. He did not insert himself immediately; he wanted to see if she would beg for him.
Looking down at her, her shirt pulled up exposing her breasts and her lower half fully naked, he began stroking his fully-erect cock. Every inch of him was exposed to her in the early-morning light. His strong hand pumped vigorously, a clear liquid beginning to drip from the tip, as she tried not to stare. Even though she was extremely aroused, she remained emotionless and silent.
He was the one to give in.
His eyes wild with lust, Jake pushed her legs apart before wordlessly inserting himself.
She felt immensely relieved, though she did not let this show on her face. Despite this, he could still tell how desperate she was; almost as soon as he was inside of her, she wrapped her arms and legs around him, pulling him deeper. Maya refused to tell him that she wanted him, either with her words or her face, but her body could not lie.
Jake started thrusting; slow and deep at first before settling into a steady rhythm. He was still tired but figured that there was no better way of waking up. It was hard to believe that he was a virgin only a week earlier. Now, he had as much pussy as he wanted. The thought made him smile smugly as he continued ramming into her.
He had been hanging out and studying with his friend Gary for most of the previous evening. The entire time, he felt frustrated and desperate to return to his own apartment for some relief. He had become addicted to her; her soft, wet and always-available cunt was something he could no longer live without. His friend seemed to notice that something was off, as he repeatedly asked Jake if everything was alright. As soon as he got home, he wordlessly approached Maya and took control of her mouth, using her until he climaxed and poured all of his frustrations and all of his come down her throat.
His relentless thrusts made her moan, no matter how hard she tried to suppress it. Even though being used first thing in the morning was becoming commonplace, she was still adjusting to the feeling of being stretched open, pounded, grabbed, violated, handled carelessly by her roommate who treated her like a hole and nothing more. She simply closed her eyes and let it happen to her.
The thrusts grew irregular, desperate; she could tell he was getting close, and so was she. Before she could process what was happening, she felt her orgasm rip through her still-tired body. She desperately tried to cover her mouth, fearing a noise complaint.
Feeling her insides tighten around his cock, he moved more desperately, moaning and gasping until he reached his peak. He emptied himself inside her, holding her down tightly as he did so. The thought of her going to class while his seed slowly dripped out of her was intensely arousing; he loved claiming her body like a wild animal.
*
As soon as they were both back at the apartment that evening, he wasted little time before taking advantage of Maya for the second time that day. He had barely been able to pay attention in class, since his mind was so preoccupied by lewd thoughts about her.
When he arrived, she was already on the couch, laying on her stomach as she scrolled on her phone. Just seeing his little plaything there waiting for him made him painfully hard, so he soon removed his pants. Jake approached her, pulling up her oversized shirt and pulling down her panties as quickly as he possibly could. She made no sound, nor any attempt to resist as he began grabbing her bare ass and rubbing himself against it.
He seemed to be enjoying her soft ass cheeks so much that Maya briefly wondered whether he would choose to simply finish that way, spraying himself all over her back, but she knew him well enough that she was certain he would take full advantage.
One finger abruptly made its way into her core to see if it was wet enough, making her gasp quietly from the shock. He grinned deviously when he found that her body was indeed ready to take him again.
Without saying anything, he shoved himself deep into Maya's wet hole. There was no audible response from her; she simply continued scrolling as her roommate set a fast pace. She was especially sensitive when in the prone position, and the relative lack of oxygen made her orgasm quickly.
"Oh, fuck!"
He swore and moaned deeply as he filled her up.
After that, he lay, tired, and soon feel asleep, with his dick still inside her.
The end.