Flatmates GF Part 2 - Rooters Remorse.. | 2016

As requested, part 2... (long)

http://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/2porjm/flatmates_gf/

So this story is called Rooters Remorse but if truth be told I was yet to get a root from either FWB or Florida that weekend. I was content from the headjob and a little hungover when I left their place to return home. I was slightly disgusted with myself as I wouldn't normally chase either of them but was going through a little slutty period. God knows what I was hoping to achieve out this kind of behaviour. I gave myself a pep talk in the cab on the way home & once home had a good hard look in the mirror before climbing into bed.

By mid-week I hadn't received any calls or txts from either of them and started feeling better about myself. I filled my own flatmate in on the details and he quizzed me, slightly bemused as to why I had done what I had done. Naturally we concluded these were just two thirsty birds and I just got in the way of normal girl behaviour where they try to out-root each other. As a true friend we made plans for a boys night on Friday to toast bro-friends in a maneating girls world.

9:30pm Friday night and i'm on drink 6, playing pool down at the local watering hole. It was a pretty predictable decision by us to go there, the hotel being a short walking distance from our apartment. Like a lazy mafia hitman's favourite victim we were totally easy to find and I was a sitting duck when FWB, Florida and a new friend cornered us in the pool room. Do you remember when I said Florida was really annoying? well the week in between hadn't been kind to either of us and I was definitely more sober than the week before. The girls however looked like they had started at midday.

FWB pulls me aside. So apparently bro-code is completely different than girl-code and FWB procedes to tell me how the girls have been talking and started asking me exactly what I got up to with her flatmate. I feigned bullshit and I finally worked out that Florida had told her we kissed (for like 1 sec) and I rubbed my foot up her leg at the table. Florida had left out the bit about the sneaky handjob over my pants in the cab and at this precise moment being mega busted I was very, very grateful for this fact. FWB having busted my balls took off to another part of the hotel trying to hold her head high. Florida had been quietly observing the conversation from the side and talking to my flatmate. Lets call him him LoStan as questionable as my morals are his standards can be super low at times. Hence Low Standards - LoStan. I left them talking and went to find FWD. I found her talking to two attractive blondes downstairs and I was was thinking what an asshole I am seeing I came downstairs to apologise but found myself ogling one of the girls who had a decent rack. Thinking this will be fun I bought a bottle of champagne and went over to the girls. I was being introduced to her hot friends and my phone goes off in my pocket. I pull it out and see a txt from a number I don't recognise.

It read "I can't believe you told him about us, especially embarrassed about pinky". Us? Pinky? what the fucking fuck was this all about.. My phone goes again. This time my flatmates number " Incoming, shes pissed" I connected the dots real quick, Us.. Florida and me, Pinky - her dildo from last weekend.. Incoming, oh fuck oh fuck. I click my phone closed and felt the tap on my shoulder. A word please? I excused myself from FWB, Rack and blonde 2 and (having just previously reattached my nuts) started preparing myself mentally to be without them after my second slap-down of the night. Basically all I understood was "i'm not normally like this, you disappointed me, I like you, your an asshole, that was my private toy your told him about, your still an asshole etc" Overall not too bad but I was beat up. I legged it to safety of my apartment texting LoStan on the way that I'd gone. I got home, poured myself a vodka and turned off my phone. I just knew I was going to send some dumb txt if I left it on. It was late, it was dark, I fell asleep in my bed. I woke some time later to a banging on the door. I was dazed being a little hungover. Thinking LoStan had forgot his keys and my phone was off I went to the front door. No-one at the door, then suddenly I realised the TV was on in the living room. Weird, didn't think I had left it on. I walk in and a girl is sitting on the couch looking a little frazzled and in her going our clothes. Then I heard it.. The noise I had heard was from coming from LoStans room and he was having sex. Atta boy LoStan!, although the unknown female in my lounge room was concerning to me after the night i'd already had. She looked at me and I thought she looked familiar but it was dark and I was unsure. She apologised repeatedly saying she was just waiting for her friend then they would go. Awkward much? I offered her a drink and she said yes so I made her one and said fuck it and made myself one. I was wide awake now and looking forward to watching her friend do the walk of shame.

Truth be told it was quite loud in our living room listening to them have sex. I suggested to my new friend we go on the balcony to escape the noise. The balcony ran along the living room and in front of my bedroom. We settled on the iron table and chairs and I ducked back into my bedroom to put some lights on. Coming out of the bedroom door, I settled down to quiz my friend. She had been at the hotel same as me before. Her friend is massive slut, they don't know each other that well but work together and live in the same suburb.. Just general chit-chat stuff but she seemed happy to have someone to talk to. The girls were going to share a cab home thats why she came back to my place. LoStan said they could have some drinks at ours but went straight into his room with her friend. 

"Well, at least your friend is getting some" I joked looking for a reaction. None. Worth a shot at least I thought. "well i'm tired, i'm going to head back to bed" I told her. "Help yourself to anything you want in the fridge or liquor cabinet" "Ok, thanks"

I went back to the bedroom and she went back to the living room. I left my bedside lamp on and crawled into bed. Within 45secs she had come back onto the balcony and knocked quietly on my door. I motioned for her to come in. She sat on the end of the bed and asked if it was alright if she just laid on top of the sheets until her friend was done.

No problems I said. I sensed we were on and as we talked under the glow of the bedlamp we slowly got closer and closer. She had rolled over to face me and her voice shifted slightly. Sensing this I quickly moved up to her face and we kissed quickly and sloppily. We sucked face like teenagers on a 2nd date and I struggled to get my arms free from under the blanket. I cupped her cheeks with my hands as I tried bring some class to this make out session but the fire had been lit and there was no going back. She got on top of me, straddling one of my legs over the blanket. Being nude underneath the friction was causing a pleasant sensation in the darkness.

I crudely reached for her boobs and groped all I could however her top was tight and things were complicated. Switching tack I rolled her onto her side and quickly worked from groping her ass, to her inner thighs to rubbing her mound over her skirt. There was some serious heat being put out and hooked one finger under the waistband of her panties at the side of the front. She was juicy & took my finger into her hole easily. Feeling super proud of my manly efforts to turn her on I quickly recalled in my head she had probably sat in my living room listening to her friend having sex. My ego took a little hit but my cock was doing the thinking now. Still locked under the covers I was felt like I was wetting myself given the amount of pre-cum leaking out.

I could feel her reaching for my dick but fumbling in the dark. Always the gentlemen I edged my hips over to make it easier for her. We were still making out and she was getting two in the pink. I was aching for some sweet release and grunted when she finally got her hand on my bare cock. She tugged me awkwardly but it was exciting in an unfamiliar way. She said "I hope you dont think i'm a slut" and i'm like " no,no,no not at all. She spat in her hand and starting stroking me. I was a bit offended but this girl was jacking me off & which started to feel amazing now with the spit. She jacked me tip to base and it squelched on each stroke. Sliding down my leg she bought her mouth close to my cock. I heard heavy breathing. I was in that beautiful moment of anticipation when your getting head from someone new. She paused and looked up at me, lips pouted like every annoying selfie on instagram.

Her phones ring tone startled me. Much too loud for that time of night. She looked at me, then her phone. "Oh shit, one sec". She answer the call and its her friend on the phone. She whispers " just hang on one sec, i'm coming". I could hear her friends voice out in our living. She tells me she has to go and gets up off the bed my dick slapping back on my belly. She hurries to the balcony, handbag and phone in tow. I hear voices in the living room and quickly whip some shorts and a t-shirt on. I open my bedroom door pretending to have just woke up and.....

FLORIDA is standing in my hallway, WTF? i connect the dots, her friend thats looks familiar, LoStan pulling a bird and bringing her home, me leaving the hotel without saying goodbye. LoStan can't look me in the eye, looking like a dog that ate the cake off the table. Florida looks pleased with herself and her friend just stood there adjusting her clothes..

I closed my door shaking my head.. I couldn't even bring myself to jack off. Shit was getting weird..

Part 3 if enough interest.. This was a long one. Thanks to all that stuck it out.