Friend Zoned By My Housemate Ch. 02

I had an anxious, sleepless night in bed -- my mind racing with all of the potential consequences of my exposure as a peeping tom. I wondered how Charlie would take it. She certainly didn't look angry when we'd made eye contact, more confused.

In the morning, I heard heavy footsteps pass down the staircase next to my bed and figured it must be Ryan leaving. As I listened to Charlie get up, I heard her stop at the door. "Oh for fuck's sake! This is so fucking gross!"

"Oh no, I forgot to clean up my cum..." I thought to myself as I had a split second to ponder before all hell broke loose.

Charlie burst into my room without knocking and I cowered in my bed pulling my duvet over my head, in an attempt to have one or two more seconds where I didn't have to be confronted by my actions. I felt a tug at the blankets and held on tight, but they were ripped out my grip. I looked up at Charlie staring down angrily at me in nothing but a crop top and panties before she mounted me and smacked me right in my right cheekbone. "You fucking pervert!" she said before her fist went straight between my raised hands and hit me square in the right eye a second time. Completely dazed and with a heavy throbbing in my head, I pleaded with her, "Please, Charlie, please! I didn't mean to, I just got carried away. I'm so sorry. I love you, I would never do anything to hurt you."

"You are so fucking gross, Oliver" Charlie said looking down at me. I could see the outline of her pussy through her white panties, only an inch or two from my face as she sat on top of my chest. I thought of how her naked body had looked last night dripping with sweat. "I knew you had a crush on me, but I never thought you'd do something like that. It's such an invasion of privacy. It makes me feel sick. And even worse, you fucking left a pile of cum at my bedroom door. I don't even know what to say to you." Her anger was turning to disappointment, and I was somewhat relieved. I could feel the swelling around my eye and was terrified she might hit me again. "You're supposed to be my friend," she continued, "and instead you're nothing but a disgusting little perv. I don't know if I can live in the same house as you anymore."

I listened to her as she chastised me, but I couldn't keep my eyes on hers with her pussy so close to my mouth and those huge perfect breasts protruding out below her face. I tried to snap myself out of it, but it was too late and I could feel my dick getting hard. Charlie had noticed my wandering eyes and I could see expression turn back to anger. "Are you even listening to me?" she said and grabbed my hair before dismounting me and pulling me towards the door.

"Arrrgh!" I yelled out as I tried my best to get up quickly and follow her whilst she tugged me by my hair. At this point, the last thing I wanted to do was resist and make it worse. Best to go with whatever she wants in case I make her even more angry, I thought.

"You are gonna fucking pay for this, Oliver. I am going to make sure that you never do this to anyone ever again." She dragged me to her door, before throwing me down to the ground, grabbing my head and shoving into the patch of cum on her carpet. It was the most degrading feeling, having her shove my head into that damp, sticky ground and the burning sensation of my face being rubbed on the carpet as I said sorry over and over again. I was taken aback by her strength, I knew she went to the gym and was certainly fit, but the way she was shoving me felt like I was back in schoolyard being manhandled by the older bullies. In reality I was a lot bigger than her, but it certainly didn't feel that way in this moment.

After a minute or two, she pulled my head up slightly and, death staring me with those huge beautiful blue eyes, she said with an aggressive, dominant tone "I have been thinking all morning about what I am going to do to you in order to teach you a lesson. The obvious thing is just to tell everyone and out you for being such a pathetic piece of shit, but I really don't think that that's enough, do you? I mean, you're supposed to be one of my best friends and you betrayed my trust and fucking spied on me. Did it turn you on Oliver? Watching me getting fucked? Did you enjoy cumming on my carpet? You fucking wish that I would fuck you, don't you? Well, that's never going to happen."

"Charlie, I'm so, so sorry! I got carried away, I didn't mean for it to go that far. I'll do whatever you want, please just don't tell anybody. I want to make it up to you and I promise I'll never do it again." I said whimpering and looking at her longingly, trying to get the loving smile that she always gave me.

"Oliver, I am going to tell people, that is unless you do exactly what I say. You know, I've always enjoyed teasing you. You made it so easy and up until this point I felt bad about it, because I knew I was never going to sleep with you, but now that I know that you deserve it, I am going to destroy you. You understand? I am going to make you feel as violated as I did last night, because it's only fair, and I wouldn't be able to live with knowing that my pathetic little friend might do this to another unsuspecting woman. I can't believe you used to go on and on about how much of an asshole Ryan is, when he was the one that was right all along. You are nothing more than a disgusting loser that wants to get into my pants." Charlie said as she dragged me back to my bed, my face covered with a combination of carpet burn and cum residue.

"Honestly, Charlie, I really do love you. I would do anything for you. We are friends, I just made a terrible mistake," I said and she threw me back on to my bed and climbed atop me once more. She pinned my arms to the bed with her knees and I felt them start to go numb.

"Oliver, you don't love me. You're obsessed with me. There is a big difference. You've spent more time staring at my breasts than you have actually listening to me, and I honestly have been able to tell how you feel the entire time. You're not exactly subtle. The thing is, you're not the first 'friend' that has done this to me and you're not going to be the first boy that I wholly and completely own. I can tell you now that you are never going to stop being obsessed with me. Secretly, there was a part of me that was hoping something like this might happen so that I could justify hurting you."

The look on her face as she said this was menacing. I could tell that there was a whole side to Charlie that I had never known until this point, and it quite frankly terrified me. I was in over my head and though I had to admit that the whole thing turned me on, I was only really capable of reacting and hoping for the best now. The idea of being outed for my behaviour scared me and the idea of being dominated by Charlie kinda turned me on, even if this was extreme, so I figured that I'd best go with it and deal with the consequences later. It was an unexpected turn of events, but how bad could it get? Plus, it seemed like Charlie was actually enjoying it, for which I was very surprised and excited by.

"Because the thing is," Charlie continued, "I am perfect. I am a fucking goddess. And I deserve to have everything that I want. What I want at the moment is to have a real man that fucks me and a little bitch boy that does whatever the fuck else I want him to. You are going to be my bitch, aren't you, Oliver?"

"Yes of course. I will do whatever you want," I replied as quickly as I could. "Just please... let's keep this to ourselves, I'm begging you Charlie!"

"No! When we are alone, you don't call me Charlie anymore. You can call me ma'am, or you can call me mommy, because I am your fucking boss now and you are going to follow my rules."

"Wait, why mommy?" I responded before she slapped me straight across the face. It stung like hell and my ears were ringing, I tried to shake it off but with my arms going numb beneath her legs and the ringing in my ears, I could feel myself starting to get a bit dizzy.

"This is an important rule, Oliver," Charlie said to me with that menacing smile on her face, as I looked back up at her. "You don't ask questions like that. You are going to call me mommy, because that is what I like and your mother clearly didn't teach you any manners, which leaves it up to me. Now, does my baby boy understand?" I nodded and Charlie took her knees off my arms and turned around.

I could see her panties were completely drenched and I though to myself "Jesus Christ this is really turning her on..." She reached down and pulled my boxers off, and my heart sank again as she turned around with her mouth agape in shock and covered by her hand as she tried to contain her laughter. "Oh my god, Oliver. You poor baaaby!" She laughed and pointed at me, almost completely breaking the anger that she had been displaying for the last several minutes. "No wonder," she continued. "You've got such a small little penis. No wonder you're such a little pussy, you're scared everyone's going to find out that you've got nothing down there! My poor little Oliver, your dick is so pathetic. It's smaller than my ten-year-old brother's!"

"Oh, shut up! It's not that small!" I responded.

Charlie crossed her arms and looked at me seriously to show that she was not joking. "Oliver, it's the smallest fucking penis I've ever seen," Charlie said matter-of-factly as she moved back down the bed slightly and grab it gently with her hand. Even though I was embarrassed, god did it felt amazing to have her soft hand on my dick. I couldn't believe this was happening and I couldn't help but buck slightly, before she shot me a death stare that told me not to do it again. "It's really short and it's really thin, Oliver" she said as she stroked it softly. I had to admit it looked tiny in her hand, even while it was hard. "Like, there is absolutely no way that I would even feel this in my pussy. It wouldn't even touch the sides, Oliver. You might as well be a girl, because, trust me, no women would ever feel good with this pathetic little shrimp dick inside her. Like, it would be embarrassing to know that I'd let it in willingly -- a real shot to my womanhood, you know? But, surely you must already know this, right? Like, there's absolutely no way you've ever made a woman cum is there, Oliver?"

I froze and the look on my face must've given it away. I saw her glee growing as my silence and panicked looking expression lingered. I started shaking uncontrollably and tried to say it, but the words wouldn't come out...

"Oh nooo, my pooor little baby is a fucking virgin isn't he!? Awwww. It's OK Ollie, mommy is going to make it all better now, OK?" Charlie teased as she talked down to me in a babying tone. I couldn't stop shivering from anxiety. She pulled off her crop top and her huge, luscious breasts popped out and fell back to her chest with a natural bounce. I looked on still slightly in shock. They were even more impressive up close. So perfect and natural, yet huge and full. With her domineering energy, those breasts seemed powerful, like two massive symbols for her perfection, my ineptitude, and the hold she had over me. As I looked over the rest of her body, I noticed how toned and fit she looked. Her body was slightly sweaty, and I could see the well-defined, yet feminine muscles in her arms and stomach. Up close, it really was perfection. The beads of sweat on her abs made them look so supple and sexy. I wanted to reach out and feel her, but the pain around my eye reminded me not to mess with Charlie. I did not want another punch in the face. She crawled towards me a little and then stood up with one foot either side of me. I looked up at her as she stared down at me from above her beautiful, massive tits.

Charlie raised one foot and then pressed it against my lips. I felt weak and powerless, and it honestly was rush. I didn't feel like there was anything I could do in this moment to stop her. I instinctively opened my mouth and she started pushing her toes in. Even her feet seemed like they were perfect. Soft, elegant, pale and clean. I sucked on her toes as I looked up at her smiling. "You are such a pathetic little bitch. I'm going to break you," she said meanly as I looked up her while she shoved her foot further into my mouth roughly. It hurt. It felt like my jaw was widening further than it could, but to my surprise just as I thought I was about to start losing teeth, she pulled it out swiftly and laughed.

"See baby, this isn't so bad, is it?" She said from above. "I'm almost tempted to take your virginity just so that you can see how incredibly unsatisfied that tiny little shrimp dick would make me. Like, it would crush your soul if you saw how much I would not enjoy having sex with you. You saw Ryan's dick, right? It's like at least five times your size," she continued with an eyebrow raised. "It's stretched me out so much, I don't even think if you had an average cock I would feel it, let alone that tiny fucking piece of shit. Like, if you could feel Ryan's dick in your hand you'd know, Oliver. You'd feel how thick and heavy and manly it is. And that little pile of cum you left at my door? He puts triple that inside of me every time."

She started pulling her wet panties off and I stared upward at her perfect, shaved, glistening pussy. Its lips were elegantly curved and even and it just looked so young and soft. She started kneeling lower and positioned it just above my face. It smelt musky and sweaty, but slightly sweet. Charlie looked at me and said, "Do you want to suck on mommy's pussy baby?"

I looked back at her and nodded. She slapped me across the face and yelled "say it!" I was slightly dazed again, but kept eye contact with and said, "I want to suck your pussy, mommy."

"Goood booy," she said smiling in that babying tone again and lowered her pussy right onto my mouth and nose. I felt its wetness envelop me and stuck out my tongue to get a taste. It was wet and slightly sticky and at first it was quite sweet. She started rubbing her pussy all over my face, gently at first, but she built pace as she continued and slowly but surely worked her way up to a steady pace. I thought about her comparison of mine and Ryan's cocks as she continued to fuck my face. I felt degraded. I felt weak. But, as I lay there, barely able to get breaths in as she worked me over, I gave into my role and thought about how lucky I was to have Charlie's perfect pussy on my face. It wasn't so bad. And it seemed like she really liked it. She was moaning and really going for it. Was she going to cum? Maybe I could make her cum? I started sucking on her pussy and I tasted a change in her juices. They were no longer that sweet flavour, but now kind of salty and a bit more sticky. I sucked and sucked as she kept fucking and more and more of her juices came out, then after several more minutes she finally sat back on my chest and took a breather.

She was panting and covered in sweat. I looked at her and asked, "did you cum?" Charlie laughed and looked at me confused. "Of course not Ollie, you could never make me cum," she said, "I enjoy dominating you, but like I keep telling you, I need a nice big cock and a whole lot of penetration to climax. So, no I definitely didn't cum, but... you sure tasted a lot of Ryan's cum just now you little whore! Did it taste good?"

I gagged and suddenly felt sick. Oh no, I just swallowed so much of Ryans cum... I felt faint. Was I going to vomit? I started coughing hysterically and uncontrollably before I felt another sharp slap across the face. "I'm sorry!" I yelled out.

"Not good enough, I asked you a fucking question bitch," Charlie said. "And did mommy say that you could cough?" she asked rhetorically and the grabbed me by the hair and pulled my face back up into her crotch, with my chin pressed against her clit. Her sweaty, soft legs wrapped around my neck and jaw, and I looked up at her as she looked back down at me nonchalantly. She then squeezed with all of her strength, and I felt all the air to my lungs cut off as I gasped and choked. I couldn't believe the strength in her thighs as she squeezed the life out of me. I reached my hands up grabbed her legs and tried to pull then apart. Her skin was so soft, yet the muscles in her thighs were so tight and hard. I couldn't help but take in how amazing her legs felt despite the fact that I was panicking that I couldn't breathe. I started rolling around on the bed, flailing, and trying to get loose. "Oh fuck, oh fuck, I don't like this at all. This feels dangerous, I need to get out!" I thought to myself in a feverish panic. I looked her straight in the eyes, with fear in my face, and pleaded with my own eyes for her to relent. She loosened her grip for a moment, and I blurted out, "Please stop, Charlie, I think you're going to kill me!"

She looked back at me expressionless and then pouted her full, lush lips before snapping her legs closed tight around my neck once more, with even more power than before. I coughed and spat and tried to breath, from within her vice-like grip, but nothing was getting through. I looked up at her helplessly as I felt the energy draining from me. She smiled slightly and turned her whole body to the side. Her perfect figure shimmered in the light as everything started to go dark. My dick was still hard as I began to lose consciousness, my mind slowly giving into the silver lining that at least my suffering was making Charlie happy. She smiled down at me and said, "goodnight little boy," as I slipped away into darkness, my heart racing, and my little dick as hard as ever, giving in completely to the fact that I was being owned and dominated and dominated by Charlie. I would do anything for her.

To be continued...