I've lived in a houseshare for six years, and one of the rooms always has the sluttiest girls in it. I've already written about two of them, this is a story about the first girl who lived here for six months, while the rest of the house was empty.

She was blonde, tiny, and very cute, basically a slightly more butch Emma Roberts, so let's call her Emma. There was just one big problem, I thought she was gay. Not just that, she was also a bit of a fuckboy (fuckgirl?). She would get the most beautiful girls and not ever call them back for a second time, she had 2-3 girls over a week, and while she was pretty, they were so insanely beautiful that I don't know how she pulled it off.

Emma also had no personal boundaries, she would rarely wear more than just pants and a tanktop in the house, less when she had just showered, she would masturbate with her door open, she once walked in on me fucking my fwb and actually started making small talk with her, and she once walked into me masturbating, and commented that I have a "great cock", she then kept talking to me while I finished. It was an odd time.

That said, we got along well, she was chatty, fun to be around, and I have never gotten so many glimpses of beautiful lesbians eating each other out as those days. She'd often close the door, but it wasn't rare that she'd forget.

After about a month or two of living together, she walked out of the shower room in a towel, and started to talk about having a movie night between the two of us. While we were talking, she took off her towel to dry her hair. I may have stared at her bare pussy, because she replied "Oh, you like my new look? It's a heart!" "It's very cute", I replied. "So, movie night?" "Yes, let's make it a sleepover, wear your pjs!" "I don't own pjs, I sleep in boxers" "Then wear your boxers!"

That night, she snuggled up to me on the couch in a gray tanktop and slightly see-through black panties, her nipples poking through her top. She joked about my clearly visible "semi" as I looked her up and down. After the movie, we started chatting, first about life, then about dating. I told her how jealous I was of her conquests, and then I said: "I can't blame them though, if I was a lesbian woman, I'd be all over you." "You know I'm bi, right?" She replied. "I just date women more cause it's my comfort zone, I think I scare guys off." Without missing a beat, I replied: "well, I'm not scared."

A loaded silence fell.

We jumped at each other and started kissing, I pushed her on her back and pushed my now fully hard cock up against her panties. "I haven't had a cock in ages" She exclaimed. "I've thought about this a lot" I told her as I lifted her top and massaged her breasts. "Me too, I was so jealous when I saw you with that girl." I told her we should go up to my room.

I lifter her up, and carried her up our stairs, then I threw her on my bed. I pulled off her panties, kissed her pubic heart and then impatiently shoved my tongue inside her. She moaned loudly as I tasted her. After a few lashes of my tongue, I stood up and took down my boxers and revealed my hard cock, I moved to put it in, but she stopped me "I haven't sucked one in ages, do you mind?" She crawled over and started massaging my balls, then she licked all the way up my shaft. She took my big cock all the way in, deep throating me, watering her eyes, then looked up to make eye contact, as I started fucking her mouth. The excitement took me a bit too far, and I came in her mouth, she swallowed every drop.

As I finished up, she pouted a bit "Now I can't fuck you." I laughed and pushed her down, going back to her pussy and licking it. She came quite quickly, and her moans made me half-hard again already, but instead of trying to fuck her, I let the orgasm subside, and went back to it. Within a few minutes, she was ready to climax again, it felt even heavier this time, as her entire body undulated with desire, but I wasn't finished, I repeated my strategy again, and she came a third time. Then I stood up, and showed her I was hard again.

I pulled off her top, and climbed on top of her, as I looked her in the eye and pushed the tip of my dick in. Even after being soaking wet from three orgasms, she was so very tight. With every inch I thrusted in, she moaned louder and louder, until my 8 inch cock was in all the way. I looked down and could see her stomach bulge with every thrust.

"Fuck me harder", she begged as I thrusted faster and faster, she moaned louder and louder, I pushed her on her side, so I could look at her tight ass while she took me in. "Cum inside me!" She shouted as she noticed my bated breaths, I massaged her clit with my hand, and as she tightened around my cock, I filled her pussy with my cum.

We fell down on the bed, and I held her. She laughed and loudly said: "wow, that was fun!" "If you keep dressing like that inside, I might have to fuck you every day" I told her.

Emma and I lived together for a few more months after that, until she moved to another city for work. She did not stop dressing like that, and I did not stop fucking her every single day. She never wanted a threesome, but moving forward, she did always leave her door wide open if a girl came over, and she frequently had to explain that her housemate had finished inside her before, to warn girls that would go down on her. They never let it deter them, and she continued to have girls over at least once a week.

Never shared them with me though... So selfish ;)