My Roommate's Maid Pt. 05

A user with the name 'Sir Marshall' sent a message that said: 'Welcome, Sissy. I'm sure everyone is happy to have you here.'

After that, other users started commenting too.

My dick became a little hard underneath my skirt. It was stupid of me, but I liked the attention.

I responded to a few of the comments, thanking them and ending with heart emojis. Even messages that called me demeaning phrases like 'bitch' and 'slut' I responded to like they were genuine compliments.

I rocked in place on my bed while responding to the messages. The plug shifted as I moved and hit the exact spot inside of me. My dick shot up in response and my body filled with a dull pleasure.

It took a lot to resist touching myself.

Then, a different notification popped up on my phone screen. It was Antonio, my third roommate.

The text read simply, Come here.

I quickly checked my makeup in my room mirror before doing as I was told. I thought about maybe changing into something less skimpy but decided against it. Antonio would appreciate the current outfit.

I moved quickly to his room, holding my skirt down as I half-walked, half-jogged.

The door was already open when I got there. Antonio was seated on his bed scrolling through his phone.

"Hey," he said.

"Hey Antonio," I replied, standing in the doorway.

He shut off his phone and tossed it aside. As Antonio moved, my eyes were drawn to the bulge in his gray sweatpants.

"Do you want me to..." my voice trailed off.

Antonio stood up and waved for me to enter. He then closed the door behind me.

He locked eyes with me. Antonio's gaze sent butterflies through my stomach, as always. I understood what I needed to do. Meekly, I got down onto my knees and reached for his waistband.

He grabbed my hand. Then, cupping my chin carefully, he leaned down for a kiss. Antonio's lips met mine and my mind went completely blank. I felt warm and renewed as he moved his hand to lightly brush my cheek.

"Not today," he said quietly.

I stood back up. My lips were pursed.

Things had gotten more intimate between Antonio and me recently. Unlike with Tomas and Marshall, we would cuddle and make out before and after I serviced him. But in the end, I was still there to suck his cock. What did he want from me now?

Antonio grabbed a spare towel from the hamper and laid it on top of his comforter.

"I wanted to try something else," he said, not breaking eye contact with me, "We'll go slow at first though, OK?"

I nodded. My heart was racing at this point. It didn't help I was wearing almost nothing.

"I saw your posts on the server," Antonio said.

Great, he's on there too?

"And you're trying out a plug?"

I just blinked at him. No. Surely he isn't suggesting...

Antonio didn't wait for me to answer. He asked another question, "Would you like to go further?"

I never even for a moment considering saying no.

"Yes please."

Antonio moved towards me and grabbed the back of my thighs. Gently, he guided me down onto the towel on his bed. Not knowing what to do with my hands, I placed them lightly on his chest.

I found myself staring into his beautiful brown eyes.

Antonio moved his hands up into my skirt and pulled down my g-string. I moved my legs together so he could slide the g-string fully off.

My dick stuck up into the sheer mesh of my skirt.

Antonio tossed the g-string to the floor and re-gripped the backs of my thighs. I shuddered in pleasure. Antonio maneuvered me to his liking. Gently, he moved my knees up to my chest. My skirt rode up and my dick sprung out from beneath it.

I was facing up toward him like a woman in missionary position.

No words needed to be said. I held my knees firmly in place against my chest. My breath became staccato. Antonio slowly moved a hand down one of my stockinged legs, past my cock, and to my bare ass. I shivered. He gripped the plug and I let out a choked gasp.

He carefully removed the plug and placed it beside me on the towel.

Antonio opened his nightstand and pulled out a bottle of clear liquid. I gripped my knees tightly as he emptied some of the liquid onto his hand. Antonio touched my asshole and spread the lube around. It felt cold but soothing. With his other hand, he massaged my leg.

Then he stuck a finger in.

I seized up and my full body overran with pleasure. The plug had primed me and the fingering was so much better when it was someone else doing it.

Antonio slowly maneuvered around inside of me before slipping in another finger. He gently moved back and forth, stimulating my g-spot.

I could only lie there and moan, holding my knees to my chest.

He stopped suddenly, removing his fingers. I looked up at him, wanting nothing more than for him to keep going.

Antonio paused and took something else out of his nightstand. He made contact with me and tore the wrapper open with his teeth. Antonio removed a condom from inside and discarded the wrapper. With a few strokes of his hand, he pulled the condom over his massive cock.

Oh fuck.

"Are you ready?" he asked.

"Yes."

I could barely think. Nervousness, excitement, anxiety, arousal, it all overwhelmed my mind. I forgot my rules and position. I wasn't calling Antonio 'master' or 'sir.' This wasn't out of obligation or discipline. This wasn't about my role as a maid.

I wanted this.

Antonio slid in the tip of his cock. I gasped.

He was slow and gentle at first.

The lube helped a lot but he was still bigger than anything I ever had up there. I focused on my breathing as he pushed the entirety of his cock inside of me.

Antonio grunted in pleasure and started sliding his cock in and out. His hips gyrated against mine and he held my thighs in his strong grip. With each thrust into me, I moaned in pleasure. My dick was achingly hard between my legs.

"Fuck you're tight," he moaned.

He increased his pace a little and soon I couldn't stop the noises coming out of my mouth. With one hand, he held my legs up. With the other, he lightly slapped my ass as he fucked me. My moans fell into rhythm with his grunts and the shaking of the bed beneath us.

Pleasure built up slowly inside of me, never quite reaching orgasm. I wasn't used to getting stimulated this much from my butt. I was in a constant state of almost-climax.

Antonio's grunts got louder and louder as he increased his speed. I squirmed uselessly below him as he thrusted in and out of me.

I looked up and saw that Antonio was about to crescendo. He brought his hips close to mine and held my legs tight. Antonio thrusted deeply inside of me two more times. Finally, he looked straight up at the ceiling. I felt his cock pulse violently and cum stream into his condom.

"Fuuuuck," he said, collapsing forward onto me.

We laid there for a moment together. He was in the midst of post-orgasm bliss and I was still madly horny. We hung onto each other, each breathing heavily.

Antonio pulled out of me and took his condom off.

"Drink this," he ordered, holding the full condom towards me.

My dick twitched, begging to cum. It took all I had to not touch it. My ass was sore and my legs were exhausted.

I rotated slowly on the bed to move closer to Antonio. He placed the condom on my lips and I opened my mouth. Diligently, I lapped up the sticky white substance as he poured it onto my tongue. I swallowed.

Antonio smiled and threw the empty condom into the trash.

He then brushed my cheek and said, "Good maid."

I laughed in exhaustion and rested my cheek against his hand.

Antonio climbed onto the bed with me and brought me into his arms. He spooned me, his half-hard cock resting against my bare ass.

I tried to ignore my horniness as my heartbeat returned to normal and my breathing settled down.

I don't deserve to cum whenever I want, I thought to myself, It's only when I'm rewarded by Tomas. I'll have to wait.

"Was that good?" Antonio asked, his voice still breathy after his orgasm.

"So good."

"We can do it more if you want."

"I'd love that, sir," I said, smiling to myself.

We settled in and I felt supremely comfortable and protected in his embrace. I would have cuddled with Antonio for longer but I still had chores to do. I got out of bed, pulled my g-string back on, and went to the bathroom to wash up.

Afterwards, I realized it was thirty minutes into my afternoon class. Luckily, the lectures were recorded and I hadn't missed any classes so far this semester. I could afford to skip one.

I stretched and headed back toward my room. For a moment, I forgot I was wearing barely more than lingerie. I just felt contented.

Once back in my room, I checked my phone. There were a bunch of new notifications.

Marshall had posted again, this time a video of me sucking his cock. My stomach dropped. Luckily, he had blacked out my eyes again but it was always frightening to see compromising photos of yourself posted. I checked the discussion channel. There were tons of messages.

>So hot.

>She can do that to me anyday.

>Dont stop. Wud lov to see more of Sophie.

>When are you dropping her off at my place?

>Love the cum on her face

There were a few dick pics. Men holding their unshaved cocks towards the camera.

Beyond that, there were a few suggestions on what Marshall should do to me. My eyes were glued to my phonescreen as I scrolled through them.

>When will you fuck her ass?

>Definitely fuck her ass next

>She should be forced to do a sexy photoshoot everyday.

>@Sir-Marshall start cumming on a different place each time. Ass, back, stomach, feet, even her little clit. You can cum on her panties and force her to wear them for the rest of the day. That'd be sooooooo hot X)

>Make her do a striptease in the next video pls

>Can't believe her dick is free like that. Good sissies need to be in chastity.

>Lock her in chastity!

I pulled away from my phone.

What the hell is chastity??