Pet Project Ch. 01

My first story! I would welcome any feedback for certain. All characters are 18+ and fictional. Be nice, or don't... thank you for reading!

Amanda had been struggling to afford some of life's basics, so when Brittany answered her ad for a roommate, it seemed almost too good to be true. Brittany was stunning, but more importantly, her quiet personality suited the tight living quarters. An avid reader, she mostly kept to herself, though some nights the two shared a bottle of wine and talked for hours.

Their conversations usually began with ordinary things they could agree on. As the wine flowed--mostly into Amanda's glass--they drifted toward their love lives. Brittany asked plenty of questions but offered few answers of her own. How often did Amanda get laid? Was it the same guy or someone new? Did she like variety, or was she hoping to settle down?

Amanda admitted she spent too much time on the apps, and being well above average in the looks spectrum, similar to Brittany's size with a more natural, girl-next-door face as opposed to her roommate's international-fashion-model face, her luck with her gentlemen callers never seemed to last. Amanda loved having sex. She loved being penetrated and she loved the full feeling of a hard cock stretching her out. She loved how it swelled and got slightly harder right before ropes of cum torpedoed deep inside her, warming her from the inside. She loved sex, and she thought she was good at it, but she always had a problem finding a man who would either stay with her, or one she could actually have an intelligent conversation with.

They joked that dating the perfect penis would be easier without the man attached to it. Amanda did most of the talking as the wine loosened her tongue. Brittany was still nursing her first glass. When Amanda confessed how much she loved a creampie, Brittany pressed for more.

"So, you love cock and you love being filled with cum. Who doesn't though, am I right?" Brittany laughed.

Even through the wine, Amanda noticed that Brittany kept agreeing without revealing anything about herself. "Yeah, it's great. But what about you? When was the last time someone properly took care of you?"

"Oh, you don't want to hear my boring old stories. You haven't had anyone over since I've moved in though, that I've noticed. Have you been sneaking men in here during the daytime? Playing hooky from work and getting railed when I'm not here? You naughty minx you!"

"No, I haven't really tried. I wanted to be respectful of our shared space, especially since we weren't really close. I didn't want you to think your roommate was a huge slut, plus I can be a little loud sometimes." Amanda couldn't believe she just said that, but she felt extremely comfortable talking to Brittany.

"Oh, you poor thing. Please, don't worry about me. I think everyone should be able to have their fun! Why don't you check it now? See if there are any fish in the sea tonight? It can't hurt to look." Brittany suggested with a smirk.

The conversation left Amanda warm and restless, a familiar wetness beginning between her legs. She agreed to look. Looking couldn't hurt.

She grabbed her phone and opened her favorite app, set her location and started to swipe.

"Let me see," Brittany said.

Amanda gave over her phone.

"No, no, no, this is all wrong. These pictures aren't terrible, but you can do so much better. Mind if I take a few? We can update this for you."

"Oh, really? You'd do that? I've always been awkward in these descriptions and never know what to say without sounding so corny, or horny." She giggled at her own unintentional rhyme.

"It would be my pleasure," Brittany replied. "Come over here, let me take a few new pictures. Have you ever modeled before?"

Amanda snorted. "What? Me? Model? Ha! Thank you for that fake compliment, but no I haven't. Have you? You could certainly easily model."

"You think so? Tilt your chin to the left and hold your arm out straight. Look away. Do you find me attractive Amanda?" She snuck in the question like it was nothing, just another observation easing Amanda's mind.

"You? You're stunning. Yes, you're attractive," Amanda replied, enjoying this bonding moment. Women supporting women. It was a beautiful thing.

"Have you ever been with a woman? Don't worry, I'm straight. I am just curious," Brittany asked as she typed away on Amanda's profile.

"No, I haven't. I kissed a friend while we were out at a bar once. We were actually trying to impress some guys. They sure seemed to like it. We made out pretty fiercely and it was nice, but that was all we did. We didn't even get the guys that night."

"And had you gotten the guys, and they wanted to watch more, what would have happened? Would you have complied?" Brittany asked.

Amanda thought for a second trying to remember the night. She did get very worked up from her make-out session, and had the opportunity arisen where she could get a nice dick in her, being with a girl seemed a small price to pay. She also thought Brittany's wording was strange. Comply? What an odd choice.

"Yes, I think I would have, if it meant we could have gotten with the guys. Most men would love a good show of two ladies together, am I right?"

"You are right Amanda. Here, now try this. Updated pics and profile ready to go. And look, you already have one match!"

"Oh wow, you're amazing! This picture is incredible, thank you!" She pulled Brittany in for a bear hug. Brittany accepted calmly.

"You just need to work the contrast, exposure, highlights. Just a touch up is all. What's the message say? Check his profile!" Brittany said.

"Tony. 26 years old, firefighter. Wow, he's HOT. No pun intended! No wedding rings either. This could be Mr. Right, and if not, he'll certainly work for Mr. Right Now!" Amanda giggled again.

Brittany smiled. "See if he can come over. Sounds like you're due." She picked up her own phone and sent a couple of messages.

Amanda noticed, but Firefighter Tony had most of her attention. "Are you sure? I'm having fun hanging out with you. I don't want to make things awkward."

Brittany reassured her. "I promise I don't mind. And if it gets awkward, I can just go for a walk. I have my mace ready to go. But you've already told me you're basically a screamer, so I shouldn't be surprised by anything. Besides, maybe you could return the favor someday and allow me some company."

Amanda excitedly replied "Absolutely any time. No more holding back. If we want to find someone to fuck, that's what we'll do! Just send a quick text or something and we'll warn each other."

"Sounds great," Brittany said with a smile, just as Amanda's phone dinged with the return message.

"Oh my god, he says he's available. And he's close! Last chance to back out."

"And deny you this pleasure? I wouldn't dream of it," Brittany said.

Fifteen minutes later there was a knock at the door.

"Have fun," Brittany said with a wink, and went into her room and closed the door.

Amanda went to answer, swaying her hips on the way putting herself in character. The deep wetness that started before was working its way to the surface as she anticipated the evening's events. It had certainly been too long, and the conversation she and Brittany shared touched all the right places without going too far. She really liked her new roommate and was happy to have a new friend like that.

She opened the door to a surprisingly beautiful sight. Tony's pictures didn't do him justice compared to the real thing. He was every inch of the 6'3" his profile said he was, and his angular face was catching the light in the hall in all the right places.

"Wow!" he exclaimed. "I'm Tony, nice to meet you Amanda! You are much more beautiful than your pictures show."

"Awww, I was just thinking the same thing. Flattery will get you everywhere." She winked. "Could I get you a drink or anything? We have wine, beer, soda?"

"A water would be perfect, thank you," Tony said, making his way inside.

Amanda went to the fridge, pulled out the filtered pitcher and poured a cup. She swayed her hips walking back over to him and handed it over. "Here you go, Mr. Firefighter." She said in her sexiest voice.

"Thank you," Tony replied. "So, have you lived here long? This neighborhood is great. I grew up about 4 blocks from here."

"Yes..." Her answer trailed off when she noticed the bulge in his jeans. She rested a hand on his thigh. "Could we do the getting-to-know-each-other part afterward? It's been a while, and I'm having a pretty serious craving."

She took his hand and started walking towards her room. Tony set the water down and followed, his eyes on her ass the whole time.

When the door shuts, Amanda spins around abruptly and on her tiptoes, plants her lips against his. His strong hand goes to the small of her back and pulls her in as their tongues start to dance. His other hand goes to grope her firm ass that his eyes were devouring moments before. They are both more than ready for what's coming next as is evident of them each trying to inhale the other through their kiss. A slight moan escapes Amanda as he kneads her cheeks, not too light and not too firm, but just right.

She broke away, catching her breath as she took him in. "Take off your shirt," she said.

He gave her a sly smile, cocked his head, and lifted a hand to his ear as though waiting to hear something.

"Take off your shirt, please," Amanda corrected.

He smiles wide and obliges, revealing a physique that belonged in a superhero movie. The pecs, the dusting of dark hair, the v-taper, abs and even the little muscles next to the ribs. This man was chiseled out of stone, and Amanda vowed to herself to give her absolute best effort and hope for many repeat performances. Even if the sex was bad, which was near impossible based on everything that had happened so far, looking at him would be enough. She could hardly stop as it was.

She dropped to her knees and worked at the button fly of his jeans. Her hair was already tied back. The buttons came free easily, and she pushed the denim down to his ankles, revealing a cock that seemed to suit the rest of him perfectly.

It had to be just over seven inches and was only starting to get erect now that it was free. The hair was trimmed expertly and the thing that shocked her the most was he smelled like a man. He wasn't wearing deodorant or cologne, and he didn't stink either. There was no soap or aftershave. Just a slight musk that was intoxicating for her. She inhaled deeply and audibly while she grabbed his package, putting her thumb behind his balls and wrapping her hand around the base, giving everything a little shake before taking her first taste touching her tongue to his tip.

She loved the feeling of a soft cock hardening in her mouth, and that's what she went for. She could feel it grow, pushing her tongue down and reaching to the back of her throat on its own accord. She accepted this intrusion, her tongue fighting back for space, rubbing the underside while she continued to swallow.

Tony put his head back and sighed. "Oh yeah baby, that's it" he said in his deep voice. "Just like that."

Amanda loved a verbal man and redoubled her effort to stuff the whole thing down her throat. She stifled a gag, opened her throat, and as he reached full hardness, had to be a wrist-thick 9 inches, her nose touched his bush. She forced herself to stay there, her eyes watering until she had to breathe again and came off it. She took a deep breath and shoved herself back down onto it, gripping and massaging the balls as his pubes tickled her nose again. And again and again.

"Holy fuuuuuuuck, that's incredible!" Tony moaned as he looked down at the top of her head. Her pert ass was sticking out just so behind her while she gagged herself on his cock. It was a glorious sight to see, and he couldn't wait for what came next.

He started pushing his hips forward slightly to meet her thrusts and she responded in time by grabbing his ass and pulling him in further. A few strong pumps and he told her, "You're going to make me cum very soon if you keep this up. I wouldn't mind at all, but there may be other things we can do first."

She pulled off, a long string of saliva connecting her lips to his cock still as she caught her breath. "Yes. More." She replied, standing up. She pulled her sundress over her head, revealing her naked form underneath. She wished her tits were a little bigger sometimes or her ass had some more "ass" to it but those were just insecurities coming through. She was a sight. Athletically lean and insanely proportional. Exactly Tony's type.

He pulled her into another kiss and they fell onto the bed. His frame completely covering hers as she lay on her back, opening her legs. He reached his hand down and was not surprised to find her sex dripping wet. One finger slid in quite easily so he added another while pulling a nipple into his mouth. This coerced a moan out of Amanda whose nipples had always seemed more sensitive than the average girl.

Tony's thumb found her clit while his fingers worked the famous "come here" motion, and as he switched to the other nipple he added a third finger. Starting slowly and finally reaching fever pitch as he pistoned his hand in and out. He withdraws his hand and ever the gentleman he asks, "Are you ready?"

"Fuck me," Amanda replied and opened her legs wider giving him access.

He lined the tip up to her entrance and pushed forward slowly. She winced at first and her hands shot up to his shoulders, but he had done such a good job opening her up already, the pain receded quickly. He pushed his way in. Not aggressively, but not slowly either. He knew she was ready and wanted this as much as he did. God she was tight too.

Amanda slid her hand down to grab his hand that had just been inside her and pulled it up to her mouth. She wanted to taste herself, and she wanted to show this man just how much of a slut she could be. She was lost and wanted to stay lost forever.

Tony started to pump his cock in and out while Amanda worked on sucking all her juice off of his fingers. She felt so full, he felt so good. She was getting close as his pubic bone was hitting her clit on every thrust. It was magical. This orgasm was going to be one for the record books. And good, she was long overdue. Her moans were getting louder but she didn't even notice. All of her focus was on the thrusting inside of her, the stretching of her pussy and the hits to her clit. Just as she was reaching the peak, all sensation stopped.

Tony pulled out and rose onto his knees, still hard. "I was so close," he said, catching his breath. "That felt too good. I don't want it to end yet."

"No, please, put it back in, I was so close!!" Amanda whimpered. "Please!"

"What, you were? Oh shit, I'm sorry. If I put it in, I'll cum right away, I just need a second!"

He leans down and brings his mouth to her engorged clit. He sucks on it for a moment and buries his tongue in her dripping snatch. She slams her head back and moans again. His tongue works her folds expertly as she grabs his head trying to guide him exactly where she needed him to go.

His mouth kept her trembling without quite bringing her back to the edge. She loved the feeling, but the wait stretched on. At last he lifted his head. "All right. I'm ready again. How about doggy?" He stroked himself as he spoke.

"I thought you'd never ask!" she replied with a grin. And maneuvered around to get on all fours. Her yoga paying off as she arched her back expertly, which made her holes stick out perfectly to receive the pounding she was about to take.

As she turned, she noticed the door peeking open a crack. She thought for certain she'd closed it. She made a mental note to apologize to Brittany when Tony left, but for now she was going to enjoy this. She also noticed Tony was still stroking his cock.

"Do you need to get hard? I could suck you again. You do taste amazing," she said reassuringly.

"No way I taste as good as you do." he complimented back.

She wiggled her ass and moaned as he slid into her slick tunnel in one fluid motion. An uncontrollable moan escaped her as he hit deeper inside her than anyone had before. Her moan turned into a squeak when he pulled out and shoved it in again. He started taking long strokes and she was building up to her climax much faster than before. Finally, she thought, this is it!

"Uuunngghhhhh. OH FUUUUUUUUCCKKK!!!" Tony shouts and slams into her.

She felt the telltale change in him--the sudden tension, the final swell--and her stomach dropped. No. Not yet. She was so close.

He stayed buried inside her, finishing with a few short thrusts. "Oh my God. So good. That felt too good."

"Hey, it's okay... that was great, like really great."

Amanda wasn't lying, but it certainly didn't have the payoff she was hoping for. Either way, she was hopeful they could try again.

Tony pulled out, leaving a slight gape of her hole with a dollop of cum falling out with him.

For a few seconds neither spoke. Amanda lay there trying to reconcile how incredible the sex had been with the maddening fact that she was somehow even more wound up than before.

"That was really great. I do have an early shift tomorrow, but I'd still like to take you up on that getting to know you part you mentioned earlier," Tony said.

"Yeah, that'd be great! I'd like that." Shit, Too eager Amanda thought.

"I saved your profile in the app, I'll get in touch through there and we can grab a coffee. Hopefully you'll want my number after that," Tony said with a wink and a smile as he pulled on his clothes.

"I can walk you out," Amanda said and started to rise.

"No, that's fine. You stay right here and rest up for next time." Tony leaned down and kissed her, keeping her from getting up. She kissed him back.

"Yes, sir, Mr. Firefighter."

And he left.

The front door barely closed and Brittany came bounding out of her room and into Amanda's who was still laying naked on her back with her knees together off to one side.

"So, how was it?" Brittany said as she sat on the end of the bed.

"Brittany! Wha... wait!" Amanda said as she looked for the sheet to cover herself, but it had been kicked onto the floor ages ago.

"Don't be all shy now, silly!" Brittany laughed. "I've certainly heard everything, and now I've seen everything. We shouldn't have anything to hide from each other now. No shame in this place. Now spill, how was it?"

Realizing Brittany wasn't going anywhere, and she was sort of right, Amanda relaxed a little. "It was the most amazing sex. He is absolutely perfect. He's in shape, he's a gentleman and his cock--oh, Brit. His cock is next level! His oral game is on point as well."

"I'm jealous. I bet you came so much after waiting this long." Brittany glanced at the cum on Amanda's legs. "He certainly did." It looked incredibly messy, and hot.

"I didn't cum," Amanda's voice dropped. "I don't know how, it just didn't work out. It would build and build and build and something would happen, he got close and stopped. Then we'd go again and stop again, then he just came before I could get back there. I was sooooooo close, Brit, and now I'm even hornier than before!"

"MMmmmmmmm. Yes, but it feels good being horny, doesn't it Amanda?" Brittany asked.

"It feels better to cum," Amanda replied.

"True, but there is something about always being horny, always being ready. Always wanting to be filled that you just love, don't you?"

Amanda had never thought about it that way. The frustration was maddening, but beneath it was something else--an almost dizzying intensity that hadn't faded when Tony left. Brittany watched her consider the idea, then continued.

"You're still so horny now, aren't you? A longing, aching feeling. You were just filled up, but you're ready to go again immediately, aren't you? If there was another big cock here right now, I bet you wouldn't hesitate to jump right on it, isn't that right? Even as messy as you are down there."

Amanda shook her head, her thoughts were all fuzzy now, clouded by her need for more sex. Brittany had a point. This feeling now, if she could get past the frustration, she could ride this wave into her next session with Tony, or whoever and the payoff then would be even better.

"Okay, Brittany, I see your point. But you can stop now, I'm already pretty worked up."

"Is that so?"

"Yes, that's so."

"Me too, Amanda. You've gotten me quite worked up."

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean..."

"Stop," Brittany said firmly.

The abruptness of the word startled Amanda. Brittany hadn't spoken to her like that before.

"You've got me worked up, and now you can help me with that. In return, I can help you." Brittany held her gaze. "Now say yes, Amanda. Let's help each other."

Amanda lay still, startled. A moment passed before she whispered,

"Yes."