Bad News for Susi
The Roomie Ch. 3 is an original story by Chris Jackson. Do not repost or reuse without expressed permission. All characters are 18 or older, as should be the read. Thank you and enjoy!
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One of the craziest things I’d ever been a part of started one day with me and Georgia sitting in the living room. We were minding our own business, studying for classes when Susi came in. The poor girl looked flushed and all kinds of panicked, but still cute.
“Fuuuuck! Fuck fuck fuck fuck!” the pint-sized hurricane groaned as she threw herself into her favorite lazy-boy. The three of us were far from strangers by now, but she still gave us the couch as a cuddle space. It was known as me and Georgia’s couch, although I’d seen Susi and Georgia cuddling on it once or twice.
“Suz, what’s going on?” Georgia asked. Georgia scrunched her brows together as Susi raked her hands down her heart-shaped face.
“Something got super fucked up with my FAFSA, so my now I need $5,000 before next semester if I want to attend classes. And like, of course I do because duh!”
Georgia and I shared a quick glance. We knew Susi well enough now to know that letting her continue to froth and frenzy would just make things worse. This situation was kind of fucked, so I felt she was acting accordingly, but that doesn’t mean it was a good way to react.
“Susi, breathe,” I said carefully. “We have plenty of time to figure something out. $5,000 is a good chunk of change. Can’t lie or underplay that. The three of us just need to put our heads together.”
My saint-of-a girlfriend leaned forward. “Girl, we own this house, and it’s fully paid off. It’s not $5k right there, but we can suspend your rent for a while. Additionally, we can handle some of the utilities without you if that helps.”
“I support that.” It wasn’t even a question. “Just keep breathing, and let’s think about how we can help you. The Three Musketeers.”
Georgia rolled her eyes and Susi blinked at me. Okay, so maybe the girls didn’t care for my classic references as much as I did.
Georgia’s Discovery
It was only the next day when Georgia walked into her room, a dazed look on her face. She looked like she was blind. What the hell kind of unspeakable horror had Georgia seen that could do that to her? She was a bad bitch and didn’t flinch at much of anything.
“You okay, muffin?”
Georgia blinked again and slowly turned to me. “I knocked on Susi’s door. Just wanted to see if she needed a shower before I used the washing machine. I opened the door and there she was. The only thing on her body was a leather bunny half-mask.”
“Like, like a BDSM mask?”
“Mhmm,” Georgia confirmed. “She was fucking herself with a dildo. Nothing wrong with that. We all have kinks, we all need to get off.”
“Agreed,” I said. “So what’s the problem?” The shoe dropped hadn’t come yet.
“Maybe I read the situation wrong, but I think Susi’s answer to her $5,000 was to start an OnlyFans.”
My eyebrows and my hairline became one. “That was fast.”
Georgia bit her lip. “Sex work is real work. I 100% support that. But she’s doing this to cover that $5k. We told her we’d help her in any way possible, right?”
“Yeah….” I’m not sure I liked where my girl was going with this.
“Should we… should we offer to help?”
I closed my eyes for three seconds and then opened them. “Help how? Editing, camera work, admin stuff?”
Georgia’s cheeks got rosy and I bit back a snort. “You were thinking we should do videos with her.”
“N-no! I was definitely thinking we could do the stuff you mentioned.” Her lack of eye contact told me she was absolutely thinking about being on camera with me and Susi.
I laughed softly and shook my head. “We can talk to her, see what would help her the most. We can make a plan afterward.”
The Big Discussion
The next day at dinner, Georgia tore the band-aid off. She did it without as much as a glance alerting me she was going to do it. Her approach lacked all class.
“So Suz, OnlyFans?”
Susi sputtered and almost choked on a bite of cheesy broccoli. She was the reddest I’d ever seen her. And that said a lot. “Georgia, what the fuck?” Susi asked through coughs. A fair response.
“If you’re doing it for funsies or new car money, I respect all of that. I’ve got nothing to say, but….”
Susi cut her off with a glare and a raised hand. I kept my fucking mouth shut and let this stay between the two girls. “You shouldn’t have anything to say at all.”
“Susi, I’m not judging you. That’s not what this is,” Georgia rushed to say. The look in her eyes was soft and compassionate like Susi had gotten a nightmarish sentence from a blood test.
Susi’s jaw softened. “Okay, so what then?” Her fork was forgotten and her arms were crossed over her bountiful chest defiantly. She looked ready to unleash a speech she had practiced for an occasion such as this.
Georgia licked her lips. “How can we help?”
Susi sat there, frozen, and then her arms dropped. “What?”
“How can we help?” the blonde repeated. “Dom and I said we’re going to get you through this.”
Susi’s lip trembled for only a second, like she was overwhelmed briefly by a gut-punch of emotion. She quickly got herself back. “Um, how do you want to help me with this? I know you saw me recording. Someone commented about the ‘hot roommate.’ I thought about talking to you about all this afterwards, but I was too nervous.”
I chuffed and Georgia looked away with a smile. She wasn’t the best at being humble, especially when it came to her looks. “You tell us what you need.”
The little brunette across the table from me was all bright eyes and white smiles. “Oh my God! You two are the best!” Susi gushed. “I’ll take whatever help you wanna give. I didn’t think you guys would want to help. My expectations were you’d respect I was doing this, but you’d leave me to it.”
“Nuh-uh, girl.” Georgia shook her head, silky nearly-platinum blonde hair swishing around her head. “The Three Musketeers, or whatever nerd shit Dom said.”
I kept talking while Susi smiled so wide it had to be giving her a baby headache. “Do you need someone to work a camera for you? Need help editing your video or are you doing live-feed? Need Georgia to do videos with you?”
My tight-bodied nympho flushed when I threw her under her own bus. “I-I could do that. If it helps,” she added like an afterthought. She wanted to do it. It warred with her camera shyness, albeit a mild fear.
“Dom?” Susi asked. Her face looked like a blend of hopeful and expectant. “Having a real cock and not just toys would help a lot,” she finished when I didn’t immediately take the bait.
I closed my eyes and rubbed my forehead. “I don’t want to be identified. At all.”
Susi’s face lit up like a bonfire on jet fuel, taking my statement as a business agreement. “Fuck yeah!”
“Babe, still got that GoPro from when you wanted a hiking YouTube?” Susi giggled at the way only a long-time girlfriend could shame me.
“Yes Georgia, I do,” I said defeatedly. Despite loving sexy time with these two, I was also camera shy. I didn’t hate the idea of being behind the camera, however. Having my face out of anything helped a lot.
“Great. You can be our cameraman and stunt cock. You stay anonymous, it’s a great view for Susi’s fans, and no one can ever see your face. Although none of us like being on camera, I think this’ll be fun. I don’t mind having my picture taken, but I’m not big on recording.”
“That actually is pretty genius.”
A squeal brought our attention directly back to Susi. “I can’t believe we’re going to make porn together!”
Let’s Make a Porno?
I can’t believe that I’m actually doing this, that Georgia’s doing this. This whole thing altogether feels like madness. But it also feels pretty fucking hot. I even have a rough script, a scene we all worked together on.
My old GoPro was sitting on my desk, like it was challenging me, daring me to really do this. I took a deep breath and then another before picking it up and putting it on. It felt ridiculous, knowing I was about to get my dick sucked by Susi with this thing on my head.
I strapped on the camera and left my room. Walking with purpose, I headed into the kitchen where I knew Susi was waiting for me. I felt the Blue Chew in my body, making me rock hard already. The damn thing was for people with ED, a problem I certainly didn’t have. My cock was basically a weapon now.
As soon as I entered the kitchen, I used a key fob in my pocket to start recording. Susi saw the light and went right into action. “Hey babe. How was work today?” She was dressed like she would be on any normal day, but she wore her black leather bunny half-mask, ears and all.
Susi was a genius, and kept talking because I didn’t want to. I was worried about speaking and being recognized more than she was. The brunette cam girl wrote the script to be like an ASMR video or an erotic audio. I didn’t have to speak, but she carried on like we were having a full conversation.
“Work sucked? I am so sorry, baby. Can I make it any better somehow?” She stirred a pot on the stove before looking down at the bulge in my pants. “Yeah, I bet that would help. You clearly need to blow off some steam, and my mouth can do the job.”
Susi dropped to her knees right there in the kitchen and started to kiss all over my slacks. The GoPro on my head picks up every sordid detail of her lips, her tongue licking the soft fabric. Those sexy hazel eyes peaking up at me as she dampens the cloth is enough to make me moan a little. I’m pretty damned convinced anyone in my situation would have that reaction.
Before we started this whole thing, the three of us had discussed what kind of lube we wanted to use, and we unanimously agreed on coconut oil. Coconut oil has many uses such as lube, massage oil, baking and a million other things, besides tasting great. Susi was down to coat every part of this spicy scene in the shit. I handed her a tub of the white and creamy substance.
Expecting her to take me out first, I didn’t see it coming at all when she just globbed it onto my pants and started licking at it like it was frosting. The front of my pants were damp and oily, but that didn’t stop Suz at all from licking it up and sucking on the outline of my cock. She was moaning and making some serious eye contact, all caught by the camera on my head.
“This is certainly going to help boost your mood after a bad day, right?” Susi asked, her cheek pressed against the wet crotch of my pants. She looked so fucking good with those shiny lips and those innocent hazel eyes. I knew just how fucking slutty she could get, and I loved it. Georgia hadn’t even entered the scene yet.
I nodded my head but didn’t even speak, keeping the first-person POV role-play intact. While I didn’t want to ruin the viewer’s immersion by using my voice, it chiefly helped by letting me not identify myself.
“Oh good!” Susi smiled up at me. “What are roommates for, after all?” Susi went back to trying to inhale my cock through my messy pants. “Let’s see what we’re dealing with here. I can already tell this cock is doing to be a monster!” She was my actual roommate, which made this role-play even better, because it was based in truth. Her viewers didn’t need to know any of that, however.
Susi had seen my cock before multiple times, but this is the first time I had used a performance enhancer. Those other times would have me comparatively small to this instance. That exact situation played out on camera when she pulled my pants and underwear down to release my massive hammer.
My cock flopped out and landed on her forehead. It was already damp and slick from her saliva and the coconut oil that had seeped through my pants. I looked down and the viewers would be able to see that my underwear was good and soaked by how much Susi had loved on me before even exposing me.
She had just put her lips to my chemically-assisted cock when we heard the door open. It’s Georgia, right on time. “Babe, you home?”
Susi looks up at me with comically wide eyes. “Shit, you got a new girlfriend and you didn’t tell me?” Her voice came out as an urgent whisper.
Instead of answering Georgia’s scripted question, I dig my hand into her sandy-blondish hair and press it back to my cock. The light hitting her head almost makes it coppery, and I hoped the camera could pick up the lighting the way my eyes did.
I heard the sound of Georgia’s bag hit the floor, and I knew she’d entered the scene. Twisting my head around, I catch the sheer look of shock on her gorgeous face. Georgia’s in a full tracksuit, looking like she just came from practice. She looks completely normal with the exception of the black leather cat half-mask that goes perfectly with Susi’s. The masks are out of place, but anyone watching would know they’re an identity safety protocol.
“What. The. Fuck,” Georgia pretended to fume.
“It’s not what it looks like!” Susi said. She turned to face Georgia, but I still slapped the side of her face with my cock, refusing to let her ignore it. While still trying to explain to Georgia what’s happening, I keep sliding my veiny shaft across her lips, stopping her from speaking.
Georgia rolled her beautiful brown eyes. “My boyfriend won’t be happy until you’re done, so get to work, slut.”
Susi turned back to me and scooped up more coconut oil, rubbing it all over my big cock. She went a step further by asking, “Can you hand me the liquid oil?”
“You’re fucking serious?” Georgia scoffed, concurrently handing Susi the oil and berating her. “Now you’re having me help you get my boyfriend off? No. Give me that.” This wasn’t part of the script….
I watched and recorded Georgia flipping the lid, pulling Susi’s head back by the hair and squirting an obscene amount of coconut oil down her mouth. She purposefully gargled the room temp liquid, letting it run all over her. Before she can react, I tilt her head back down and I thrust my cock deep into her throat.
“You like my boyfriend’s big meaty cock, huh bitch?” Georgia would never talk to Susi like this, but we were trying to avoid real names, and it consequently led to even hotter dirty talk. It also fed the idea that Georgia was a new girl in my life and didn’t know Susi, let alone that my roommate was a woman. The scene was becoming accidentally spicier and layered.
While I pummeled the back of Susi’s head, Georgia had unzipped her sleek blue running jacket and threw it aside somewhere. She dropped to her knees beside Susi and stole the jar of coconut oil, rubbing it around her smallish tits and over her tight abs.
My headset camera captured the show, of Georgia squirting the liquid oil into her own mouth and then pulling Susi off of my cock to hungrily kiss her, sharing the oil they both had. The iron hardness between my legs demanded attention, so I pushed it between them. Susi and Georgia went to town, licking and kissing it, squirting more oil over it and sucking it off like corn on the cob.
They were kneeling in a puddle of spit and oil, not giving a single damn that their leggings were getting messy. Susi’s t-shirt was a soaked mess, her hardened nipples pressing against the wet fabric.
Georgia fixed that problem by rolling the shirt up over her tits and then squirting oil over her breasts, making them shine in the kitchen light. “Fuck my boyfriend’s dick with those tits, girl. I know you’ll like it.”
Susi went up higher on her knees while Georgia pressed Susi’s boobs together around me. The short brunette grabbed my hips and started to rock up and down while the blonde jacked me off with the other girl’s tits.
I didn’t say a single word as the whole thing happened. Susi’s earlier wording was spot on; I was being her and Georgia’s stunt cock.
Once Georgia was satisfied with how much she had used Susi’s tits to masterbate me, she poured more oil into her mouth before spitting it into Susi’s. In no time at all, Georgia is fucking my cock with a big Fleshlight that looked an awful lot like Susi.
Susi gagged and sputtered the warm oil all over, her tearful eyes looking up at the camera as Georgia completely controlled the depth and speed. Thanks to the Blue Chew Susi had talked me into, I had plenty of size and increased stamina to work with.
“Does my boyfriend’s cock taste like coconut now? You like it all flavored and sloppy?” Georgia slapped Susi’s cheek while my dick filled her mouth. I felt the shock from the slap, and it made me groan. “Keep sucking. Don’t stop. No one told you that you could fucking stop.”
It was wild, watching Georgia in this setting. Georgia was always so sweet to Susi, her character acting so contrarily to how she really was. My girlfriend wasn’t the kind of person to usually wrap her hands around Susi’s throat while she got brutalized by my weapons-grade cock. Fuck was it hot to watch, though!
Susi’s face was red, Georgia carefully choking her and my cock carving out every feature of her mouth. She hadn’t used any safety signs or words, so we knew she hadn’t hit any of her limits yet.
I was holding onto Suz’s head with both hands while Georgia groped her wet and messy tits, muttering dirty things into her ear. My cock hollowed out her airwaves and Georgia was fine with it. I plundered another hot girl’s head while my actual girlfriend called her a pretty homewrecker.
This was easily the largest and hardest I had ever been, and I was expecting my load to be correspondingly impressive. It had to be coming at some point, some time soon. The amount of warm, slick oil in Susi’s already hot and wet mouth was enough to make a man dizzy. Having Georgia right next to her, coaching her and telling to take all of me until she passed out was mind breaking.
“Go ahead, drink down all of his cum like the greedy fucking ball milker you are. Here, let me help,” Georgia growled. She started to fondle my nuts, squeezing them carefully but making me feel like I was in a cock ring.
I wanted to tell them how good they were doing, how close I felt. Despite wanting to talk, to be part of it, I knew I couldn’t. Susi deserved to know how good she was making me feel, how much I loved seeing her covered in spit and shiny oil. The praise would have to wait until we were done, unfortunately.
The moment we all knew would come finally did. My hips lurched as Susi and Georgia worked together to pump up the heavy cream churning in my balls. I grunted and groaned, letting them know undoubtedly what was about to happen next.
Susi easily slid my granite length out of her mouth, and the GoPro caught the moment I burst. It caught her little shriek and Georgia’s laugh as I exquisitely painted Susi’s cute heart-shaped face in rope after thick rope of semen. I came more and harder than I ever had before, just like I thought.
Georgia jacked me off hard and fast, making sure we blasted Susi’s cute face as much as we could, which was more than a modest amount. We were half-way done when the little bunny thought to open her mouth and stick her tongue out. Her chin, lips, and parts of her mask were already streaked with cum before any got in her mouth.
During the eruption, Georgia the sexy cat girl was already licking my seed off of the top of Susi’s mask, all of it caught on glorious film. The girls and the floor were a gratuitous mess. Cum, coconut oil and spit was everywhere. The front of Georgia’s tight navy-blue running leggings had a visible wet spot, and she hadn’t even had stimulation between her legs.
Susi herself was a panting and deep-breathing disaster. Her slick chest was rising and falling as she tried to breathe. She was still expelling cum and oil from her mouth, letting it bubble and run down her face and neck. Susi looked like such an innocent girl–mask aside–before this, but now she looked like such a proud little slut.
“Now that my boyfriend is done with you, get the fuck out,” Georgia seethed, right in her ear.
“B-but I’m his roommate!” Susi pretended to plead.
“Were,” Georgia responded easily. “Leave. Just as you are.”
I ended the recording right there. Taking the GoPro off, I looked down at my two beautiful, messy girls. “That was fucking awesome.” The big goofy grin on my face said it all. “Your Only fans better go off.”
“Just one question,” Georgia said. She got up and went to the sink to start cleaning up. “We’re keeping the channel after our little fundraiser is over, right?”