The Rent Agreement Ch. 06 - Preview 1

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The panic that gripped Leah the next morning was in stark contrast to the dream-like euphoria from the night before. She immediately noticed the wet puddle of semen she’d been sleeping on, and could feel more of it still deep inside of her. How could I let this happen? She shot out of bed and trotted to the bathroom awkwardly, careful not to part her legs too much. The second she sat on the toilet, a big glob of cum dripped out of her. She watched in bewilderment as she pushed out more of Ethan’s invasive fluids. There was so much of it. There always was from him, but the sheer volume of it seemed far more threatening now. She had never had so much as a small accident, always visually confirming that the condom remained intact after sex, and now here she was with what seemed like ten of Josh’s loads coming out of her. The potent seed had spent the entire night soaking into her, swarming her womb. She shakily tapped at her phone and checked her cycle app, which to her relief indicated that she was well outside of her fertile window.

The next couple of weeks were tricky. The agreement had officially expired, and Leah was back to being the normal, faithful girlfriend she was supposed to be, or at least, she was trying. It did help that Josh had regained some of his lost confidence, and seemed determined to get their lives back on track. He was diligent at work, helping around the house more, and even initiating intimacy with her. They would have sex every few nights, and it was getting better. Leah was also focused on improving the shared experience by being more open about what she wanted in bed, a useful side-effect of the sexual awakening Ethan had brought about in her. She was getting comfortable instructing her boyfriend on how to more effectively please her. Little by little, Josh was gaining a better understanding of how to pace himself and build a steady rhythm that could bring his girlfriend to orgasm. Leah was able to cum with him, but only ever once per session, and after much effort and focus.

The problem was that she couldn’t help but compare every aspect of their lovemaking to the far more intense experiences she’d had with her roommate. Every time her boyfriend was inside of her, her mind would inevitably wander to Ethan and his big cock. She had learned with him that her strongest sexual reactions were achieved by fully submitting to a dominant partner, and she craved the naughty feeling of being manhandled and treated like a slut. Perhaps Josh could learn eventually, but whenever she encouraged him to take control, he would fall short of what her body truly yearned for.

What had once been more than enough to satisfy her was barely getting the job done now. Her boyfriend’s perfectly average dick, covered in the smooth rubber condom, felt fine. But is fine enough anymore, she wondered. She longed for the overwhelming feeling of Ethan’s huge, bare manhood stretching her open and making her cum over and over again. She hoped that with more time, she would be able to forget about her well-endowed roommate’s skills in the bedroom, and learn to be content. That would be a whole lot easier though if the boisterous man wasn’t always around. Every time she laid eyes on him she was reminded of how he could make her feel, and her body would react accordingly. He would still make suggestive comments towards her, as he always did, but now she would subtly flirt back instead of fleeing in disgust. She remembered the days when his behavior was nothing short of appalling, but it was different now that she knew him on a far more personal level.

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One morning, after Josh had left for work, Leah was sitting on the couch and planning what she would do with her free day. Ethan strolled out of his room in nothing but a small towel around his waist.

“Morning, sexy,” he greeted her with a wide smile.

“Hey, creep” she replied, unable to prevent her eyes from scanning his impressive physique.

“Can I use your shower? Mine’s fucked up apparently.”

“Ew. Hell no,” she said playfully, feigning a look of disgust.

“Come on… I’m not that gross, see?” He walked over to her and stood a foot away, invading her personal space. His scent filled her nostrils and she felt her face flush, his crotch at her eye level.

“Get out of my face, dude,” Leah said with a scowl. Her gaze however, remained fixed on him, anticipating that he would try something.

“Make me,” he challenged.

She looked straight ahead at the bulge that was growing beneath his towel. She knew too well the monster that lay dormant in there, and was tempted to reach for it. She ignored the wetness that was forming in her pussy, and crossed her arms, as if to lock them into place so that she wouldn’t lose control. “Nice try. You’re just trying to get me to touch you!”

Ethan ignored her accusation. “You look hot in that top by the way.”

Leah’s eyes darted down to her chest, which she had inadvertently pushed up by tightly crossing her arms, making her cleavage more prominent. She quickly adjusted herself and stammered, “Don’t get any ideas!”

“Oh, I’ve got a few ideas alright,” he muttered, while his erection continued to grow, now forming a large tent in the cotton enclosure.

The aroused girlfriend was practically salivating as her roommate’s big cock drew nearer and nearer to her face. “Like what?” She asked, practically whispering. She regretted the moment of weakness as soon as the words spilled out of her mouth.

“Well, if you’re not gonna let me use your shower, I can think of another way you can help me get clean.” Ethan dropped his towel suddenly, and his fully hard cock sprung out, bobbing up and down mere inches from her lips.

Leah’s mind was reeling. The inner conflict at that moment was absolutely deafening as two sides of her brain battled for control. That big juicy dick that had been plaguing her mind was right in front of her, and she could have it, but it would destroy all of her efforts to restore her fractured morality. After several seconds of struggling, she turned her head away from him. “Go ahead and shower.”

“Was that so hard?” Ethan chuckled, snatching up his towel and heading for the bathroom. He closed the door and Leah was left alone, her panties now soaked, and a light sweat on her brow. She felt a sense of victory wash over her, and couldn’t help but grin to herself. She returned her attention to her phone where she had been browsing for deals on group classes that she could attend that day. She had her eye on a wine and painting class that still had openings for that afternoon. It sounded like a fun way to spend some time, and she tapped on the item to read the details.

Her mind kept diverting her focus though, and images of her roommate’s lathered up naked body in her shower kept intruding on her thoughts. She wondered what he would do if she were to sneak in there. He’d probably take it as a sign of her changing her mind, and wouldn’t let her get away. Her hand subconsciously dropped to her mound and she lightly rubbed herself over her thin shorts. She imagined him roughly pulling her into the shower and ripping her wet clothes off of her. He would call her out for being a cheating slut that couldn’t help but come to him as he stuffed his big cock into her. Leah’s pussy ached as she fantasized about Ethan fucking her brains out in the steamy confined space and making her cum all over him. Just as she was about to slip her fingers into her waistband, the sound of the shower turning off stopped her.

She looked at her phone again, idly scrolling, but mainly listening. After a minute or two, the door swung open and Ethan emerged, his broad shoulders glistening with water droplets. “Mmm that felt good! Thanks.” 

“You better get yours fixed soon. The last thing I need is you stinking up my squeaky clean shower,” she teased.

“So what are you up to today?” He asked.

“Uh… Actually, I was going to check out this wine and painting class!” She explained, holding out her phone. “It’s nearby, a few hours from now, and it's pretty affordable.”

“That sounds fun. Sign me up!” Ethan smiled, noting her confused expression. “I took the day off.”

“Oh, um. Okay, sure.” She was surprised, but couldn’t think of a reason why he shouldn’t tag along.

“Hey, Leah?”

“What?”

“You left these in there by the way,” he explained, producing a pair of her cotton panties and tossing them at her before opening his bedroom door. “See you in a bit.”

The green fabric flew across the room and landed squarely in her lap. Leah’s jaw dropped as she realized that her underwear was completely soaked in sticky cum. “What the fuck?” She muttered to herself as she examined the soiled material. There was no mistaking Ethan’s fresh, creamy semen which covered every inch of the clothing. The milky-white substance dripped down her fingers, and large globs of it dropped onto her thighs and crotch. She hastily rose to her feet, panicked that it would stain the couch, and strode towards the bathroom to wash them off. She turned on the water, but something stopped her from throwing them into the sink. 

Leah stared at the gooey puddle in her hands for a moment while her highly aroused sex throbbed. Without thinking, she placed Ethan’s mess on the counter and hurriedly pulled her clothes off. Her sticky cum-covered fingers were on her sopping pussy in an instant, and she slathered his seed all over her lips, finally giving her clit the attention it had been so desperately craving. She moaned under her breath as she dipped a coated finger into her cunt. She felt so dirty and depraved to be pleasuring herself with his ejaculate, but it was an incredible turn on. She gathered more of it and rubbed it into her chest, tasting her finger before pushing more of it past her slit and into her entrance.

This doesn’t count as cheating, she told herself. Sure, she was getting off on being a nasty cum slut with her roommate’s load, but no one had to know. She was just taking care of her needs. She took three freshly slimed fingers and inserted them into her, imagining Ethan’s thick cock was cumming inside of her again. “Oh fuck…” She murmured quietly as she fingered herself more aggressively. She needed to climax so badly, and moved to lay on the floor, sprawling out on her back with the semen rag in hand. Leah didn’t care at that moment how filthy she was being, acting mostly on instinct, and allowing her horniest thoughts to take control. Using her ruined panties like a sponge, she smeared the viscous substance all over her body while she finger fucked her pussy. Overwhelmed with the taste, smell, and feeling of her roommate’s spunk, she moaned deeply as she finally achieved an orgasm, writhing on the bathroom floor. I’m such a disgusting little slut for you. You knew what you were doing by giving me this obscene little gift…

When the pleasure finally subsided, the young girlfriend was forced to confront what she had just done. “Fuck… What’s wrong with me?” She muttered to herself. Leah was learning more and more just how dangerous her extreme lust could be, capable of transforming her into some sex-crazed animal. At least she had managed to contain herself to the privacy of her bathroom, she figured. She wiped away the semen that spilled onto the floor and counter, before stepping into the shower with her underwear, cleaning every trace of Ethan’s remains.