The ad on Craigslist wanted three hundred dollars for a bedroom in an upscale apartment, everything included. Giant red flags waved in Marissa’s head that warned her not to fall for such a scam, but she was desperate. Three days ago, she walked in on her fiance, Craig, fucking their neighbor. Since then, she had been sleeping in her car with the few belongings she was able to grab in the time it took Craig to put on his pants.
So far the building was nice—hardwood floors down the hallways, bright lighting, no weird smells. Last week she was paying two grand for an apartment that smelled like cigarettes and mildew.
Marissa knocked on the door to apartment 7B, praying to whatever God may be up there that the person who answered was in fact a twenty-seven year old named Sophie and not a seventy-two year old creep.
A beautiful blonde woman opened the door.
“Oh, thank God. You’re not a creepy old guy,” the woman laughed and held out her hand. “Nice to meet you, I’m Sophie.”
Marissa giggled and shook her hand. “Marissa. I was worried you were gonna end up a serial killer, too.”
The apartment was even nicer than Marissa had imagined. There had to be a catch because there was no way three hundred dollars would put a dent into the bills for a place like this. Granite countertops, stainless steel appliances, a coffee bar that would put Starbucks to shame. In the living room, Marissa noticed those big, umbrella-like photography lights on either ends of the couch. Kinda weird, but not a dealbreaker.
Sophie showed Marissa which room would be hers. It was spacious with warm, buttery walls, a king sized mattress, and a walk-in closet.
“This seems too good to be true,” Marissa admitted, plopping down on the mattress. “Was three hundred dollars a typo, or something?”
As if she knew that question was coming, Sophie sighed. “Come sit out here with me.”
They sat on opposite ends of the expansive couch. Shit, crashing on this couch alone would be worth more than three hundred a month.
“You seem great,” Sophie started, wringing her hands together, “so I want you to keep an open mind when I tell you this. Because of my line of work, finding a roommate has been difficult for me. Truthfully, I make enough money that I don’t even need someone to pay, but I like someone to hang out with and watch tv with at night.”
Marissa got a little nervous as to what on earth this woman did for a living. “Okay?”
“I create adult films.”
Oh.
“You mean, like, porn?” Marissa asked, eyeing the professional lighting equipment.
Sophie blushed. “Yes, like porn. The thing is…it’s not just me. My group of friends and I have kind of created a production company and we film content every day.” She paused. “In this apartment.”
“Wow, um, okay,” Marissa said. That didn’t necessarily seem like a dealbreaker. “Is that it?”
“Pretty much,” she said, seemingly relieved. “But, the thing is, we do it in this room and if we are in the middle of a scene, we can’t stop. People are watching live from all over the world. So, if you come home and see an orgy on the couch, you kind of just have to…ignore it? That’s what makes it so hard to find someone to live here, but I hate living alone.”
Marissa contemplated the information. By no means was she a prude, but she had also never watched anyone have sex before. For the price, though, she didn’t have the option to say no.
“When can I move in?”
Sophie smiled.
An hour later, the few belongings that Marissa had were in her bedroom and she was in comfy pajamas, sipping wine with her new roommate. The more she drank, the more curious she was about Sophie’s career.
“Can I ask you a personal question?” Marissa asked.
“I’m an open book.”
Marissa hesitated, embarrassed of her curiosity. Sex was never something that people around her spoke about to each other. “How did you get into porn?”
“I figured that was coming,” Sophie said, taking a sip of her wine and crossing her tan, smooth legs. “I’ve always been very sexually curious. People always called me a slut in school, but I love to take someone apart with my mouth or my hands. Or my tongue.”
Warmth travelled down through Marissa’s body. She wasn’t sure if it was the wine or Sophie’s words. Craig had never been able to take Marissa apart. If anything, sex with him was more of a chore.
“That sounds powerful,” Marissa said, wanting to hear more.
The way Sophie’s eyes lit up showed her passion. “It’s so powerful. And it’s sexy, and fun. I found a group of friends that feel the same way and we started making videos a few years ago. Now we have twelve of us that perform for over five million subscribers.”
“Holy shit!” Marissa exclaimed. “That’s impressive.”
Sophie blushed and shrugged her shoulders, pretending like it was no big deal. “Hey, if you ever wanna join, just let me know. It’s good money.”
Marissa’s face went hot. “Oh, god no. I’m not hot enough for that.”
“Sorry to be blunt, but I looked at your ass and it was made to be fucked on camera,” Sophie said, her face getting even redder. “Shit, I’m sorry. This is why I can’t keep a roommate.”
“I’m not going to run away because you like my ass,” Marissa said, taking another sip of wine. She had been with a few women before, so she wasn’t opposed to the idea of Sophie doing anything she wanted to her ass—eat it, finger it, fuck it. “Yours is nice, too, by the way.”
Wine made her the horniest little slut.
Sophie shifted on the couch to show off her fat cheeks hanging out of her tight shorts, spanking herself to make it jiggle. Marissa couldn’t help but to reach between the space between them to take a handful of it. Touching someone new felt nice, especially after seeing her ex-fiance fuck someone new.
Goosebumps raised under Marissa’s fingertips as she ran them down Sophie’s thigh and back up under her shorts.
“Don’t touch me like that unless you intend on taking it further.”
Getting the nerve that only wine could bring her, Marissa sank to the floor in front of her and kissed the inside of her thigh. Sophie’s legs spread right open, a damp spot already seeping through her shorts. Marissa ran her finger along the lips of her pussy through the fabric.
It had been a while since she ate pussy—she was thirsty for it.
Pulling off her tiny shorts, Marissa delved her tongue into the sweet, wet heat. She took her swollen clit between her lips and sucked on it. Sophie hissed and bucked her hips against Marissa’s face.
“Oh yeah, just like that.” Sophie fisted Marissa’s hair to bring her face even closer to her pussy. They didn’t even know each other existed hours ago and now Sophie’s creamy pussy rutted all over her face.
Marissa sank two fingers into her hole and curled them, still sucking on her hard clit. Having this much power over someone was spectacular. Some primal instinct inside of her wanted a strap-on to fuck the shit out of Sophie. Maybe she would let her do that to her another day. Off camera.
Sophie came with her tight hole stretched around four fingers. Marissa’s hand was drenched in her juices as she pulled out her fingers. She brought them to Sophie’s mouth so she could suck them clean.
“Your turn,” Sophie said, grabbing Marissa and pushing her onto the couch so she was bent over the back, ass in the air. Wasting no time, she grabbed the waistband of her pajama pants and pulled them down. Two hands spread Marissa’s cheeks and a warm tongue lapped at her asshole. “I love a nice ass. That’s kind of my thing—playing with people’s asses.”
Marissa pushed her big ass back onto her face so she’d stop talking and start eating. Sophie shook her face between Marissa’s cheeks and hummed against her hole. Pulling back, she spit on it and eased her fingertip. “Oh, you’re a tight little thing. My boys would love you.” More spit dripped down Marissa’s crack to get it nice and wet for more of Sophie’s fingers. “Someday, you’ll be able to take my whole fist.”
The promise excited Marissa and she clenched around Sophie’s fingers. She worked Marissa open for a while, until she was writhing on the couch and begging for release. With her face still in Marissa’s ass, she used her thumb to rub her clit with vigor. Part of her wanted to push Sophie away because it was too much and she didn’t want to squirt all over her new roommate’s couch. But Marissa’s entire body tensed up and the pressure built inside of her until she released herself all over Sophie’s hand and arm.
“Fuck yeah, such a good girl,” Sophie told her, rubbing soothing circles on her used pussy as Marissa convulsed through her orgasm. She dove back into Marissa’s ass, moaning like she was feasting on a delicious meal. “Are you finished or can I keep going?”
Even with how intense it was, Marissa needed her to keep going. All of the tension from the past few days was sucked away by Sophie’s mouth. “Do whatever you want with me.”
“Don’t tell me that,” Sophie warned. “I’ll make it so you don’t walk for a week, my little whore.”
Marissa whimpered, nobody had ever called her dirty pet names before and she loved it. “Please do it.”
With one last lick to her asshole, Sophie padded off to her bedroom wearing just her tiny little t-shirt and nothing on her bottom half. A minute later, she came back topless and now wearing a leather harness with the thickest dildo Marissa had ever seen attached. Sophie must’ve noticed the deer-in-headlights look on her face because her mouth twitched into a devilish smile.
“Don’t worry,” she said, coming back to tap the tip of the thick purple cock against Marissa’s asshole. “I won’t fuck your ass with it. At least not this time. We can work up to that.”
Marissa turned so she was facing Sophie now, knowing she must look wrecked and sweaty, her tits hanging out of her tanktop. Sophie stared at her breasts with hunger, grabbing them both with her hands and massaging them.
“I love big, dark nipples,” she said, sucking one into her mouth and pulling back until it released. Her soft fingers found Marissa’s clit again as she mouthed at her tits. “Your ex is insane. I’d never let your sweet little cunt out of my sight. I’d be eating it all the time.”
The way Sophie worshipped her was more than Marissa had ever experienced. Her whole life she questioned her worth and if she was sexy enough. It made her entire body glow with a pink blush.
“Suck my cock,” Sophie instructed, taking the thick dildo and putting it to Marissa’s mouth like a man would. Somehow it was even hotter than if it was a real cock. Sophie made Marissa take as much as she could of her dildo until she was gasping for air, spitting and drooling all over it. “Get it nice and wet for me before I fuck you.”
Marissa gagged until her throat was raw, saliva spilling out of her mouth onto her tits. Pulling out of her mouth, Sophie ran the tip of the dildo along her lips and smeared the spit on her face.
“Are you ready to come again for me, baby?” Sophie asked, taking both of Marissa’s thighs and pushing them back against her chest to line her cock up. “I’m gonna make you take all of it.”
Closing her eyes and biting her lip, Marissa nodded enthusiastically, wanting to feel the burn of her pussy stretching open and fucked hard. At first, she didn’t think it would fit and she hissed at the pain as it entered her.
“Relax,” Sophie said. “Your little hole can take this big cock if you want it to.”
Marissa spread her legs even wider, breathing in and out through her nose. “I want it.”
With the dildo halfway in, Sophie leaned in to lick into Marissa’s mouth. After all the filthy things they had done tonight, that was the first kiss. If something that messy could be considered a kiss.
As she began to pound in and out of Marissa, it stretched her open so wide that it burned in the best way, hitting something inside of her that stole her breath. “Come…on…” she begged between thrusts, “…fuck…my…pussy!”
Sophie wound Marissa’s hair in her fist and tugged hard on it as she continued to fuck her. And then, without warning, the dildo began to vibrate. Marissa was pretty sure she blacked out for just a moment from the sensation.
“Jesus fuck!” Marissa screamed, clawing at the couch cushions. If Sophie kept hitting that spot, she was going to explode even more than before. “Just like that! Oh, fuck…I’m gonna…”
In a way it never had before, Marissa’s entire body shook as she came. Sophie pulled the cock out and watched as a stream of Marissa’s come shot out of her in spurts, over and over. Seemingly wanting to bathe in it, Sophie dropped to her knees and let it all soak her face. She knelt there between Marissa legs, face dripping with juices, mouth open. Looking at her like that, she was meant to be a porn star. The entire world deserved the pleasure of seeing her sexy face covered in someone else’s pleasure.
Even if her pussy was destroyed, she still craved more of Sophie. Legs still open, Sophie swirled two fingers into her and pulled them out to put in her own mouth. “As much as I’d love to keep you to myself, I know my friends are gonna want a taste.”
That intimidated Marissa, but her interest peaked. “How many people would be getting a taste?”
Sophie leaned in to lick a stripe up her neck, stopping at her ear to whisper. “As many as your pussy can handle.”
Marissa gasped.
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