Roommates (closed thread)

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Just graduated from college I was lucky to even have a job. Id worked summers as an intern at a stock brokerage house in Seattle, and they made a commitment to hire me full time after graduation.

From a small town, I arrived bag and baggage, with no place to live. I needed an apartment and to get settled And one of the people there handed me a copy of Seasttle Weekly, which is full of real estate ads, including a roommates wanted column.

Not wanting phone calls here or giving out my cell phone number, I got a blind private postal box and placed my ad:

'YOUNG FEMALE COLLEGE GRAD NEEDS ROOMMATE.
APPLY TO BOX 743 AT 2121 SECOND aVE 98121"

Getting aclimated at work and everything wlse in relocating gave me plenty of thimgs to do, until several days later when I checked my box and found several envelopes, which I anxiously opened.
 
I knew it was time to get out of the house. My only problem was that I didn't have any money or anywhere to go. My parents refused to help me pay for an apartment and my part-time waitressing job and and college combined didn't leave me much extra spending money. I knew I needed a roommate.

I sat down at the kitchen table and opened up the newspaper to the 'Roommates Wanted' column. I smiled when I saw the perfect one and quickly wrote my letter, leaving my home phone number at the bottom.

I spent the next few days saving up every bit of change I could find and packing my numerous amounts of clothes. My parents and I didn't have a lot of money but my grandma did; whenever she came down to visit or I went down there, we'd go shopping together. She didn't really approve of my punk attitude or style but she managed. Now my closet was full of cut up tee shirts, ripped jeans, hair dyes, hats, and large boots or sandals.

Along with packing, I was busy with college, working, and anxiously waiting for the phone call that would mean that I could finally move out of this god-forsaken house and get away from my ass-annoying family. A few days after I had dropped the letter in the mailbox, I was slathering a bagel with grape jelly when the phone rang. I picked it up, "Hello?"
 
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Jane

"Hello. Is this the girl that answered the roommate ad? Yes? well lets get together and meet and see if we can work it out. Where would be convenient for you?

Several of the envelopes were from men. One was a black guy with the biggest cock I had ever seen, according to the pics he enclosed.

I saved them for future reference. He might become useful!
 
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I got ready to meet my new roommate at the small coffee shop in downtown Seattle. I put on a black Ramones tee shirt that had a strip across the bottom ripped off so that it exposed my bare pierced navel; faded, flared jeans that had holes in the knees and the thighs; and black flip flops. My hair, which was elbow length, straight, and light brown with black streaks, was left down and I put on a black newsboy-style hat. My makeup was simple: black eyeliner lined my large, green eyes, mascara, and a silvery-pink color on my full lips. I put a diamond stud through my bellybutton piercing, one through my nose, a silver ball earring in my tongue and five silver hoops through each ear.

Sitting in the coffee shop, I sipped a Mochachino- I suddenly felt a need for more sugar than the human body could possibly handle. I tapped my long black-painted nails on the table and hummed softly to myself. When I heard a tinkling of a bell, I looked up at the door and a girl walked in. When she scanned the room quickly, looked at me, and came over to my table, I knew this was the girl I had been waiting for for the past twenty minutes.

I stood up and held out my hand. "Hi, I'm Tara." I said and smiled lightly.
 
Jane

I took one look at her and was drawn like a magnet. We were so different. I couldnt see that we had anything at all in common, and couldnt imagine sharing living quarters. I couldnt live with her, but then - I couldnt live without her either.

My juices started boiling and bubbling even before she stood and extended her hand.

Back in my senior year in college I had a "girlfriend" a lot like her. I wanted her. I needed her, and I had to have her. Period, end of statement.

We had our coffee and I invited her to my cheap crummy motel room, so we could talk privately. and I do mean privately. If I were meeting a man for the first time I wouldnt think of it, but seeing that exposed navel with the piercing and the stud I had to kiss her there- and all over, and that wouldnt do in that coffee shop.

One inside I reached for her and she fell into my arms. We kissed and I felt the ball in her tongue, and had to have it in my pussy, and told her so.

Immediately we undressed and fell into bed together, and made it all come true. I kissed my way down to her neck, and then her throat, and on to her breasts. Both nipples were pierced too, and I saw the little tattoo over each one. Breathlessly I licked and kissed them and asked if that had hurt and she replied that when she had the tattoos and the piercings she was so turned on nothing hurt.

Then I gently sucked each nipple with the little rings. She was a delight, and she helfd me tight when I loved her there, but I hadnt reached paradise yet.

The next goal was that navel. I licked all around her tummy and finally centered on the stud in the middle of the circle. I licked and sucked it as she kept raising her tummy to me and sighed and moaned, and begged me to take her to heaven.

I looked into her eyes and then brought her request to reality, as my tongue searched her cunt, complete with the clit ring that I knew had to hurt, because I had one too., but none of the other decorations. I just didnt have the nerve and envied her for her freedom and audacity to advertise her sexuality which mousey little me just couldnt match.

I whimpered as I licked her, and told her I couldnt live without her. Before she had cum, or even touched me except for our first kiss, I asked if she would come with me to Portland and get a same=sex marriage license and be my bride.
 
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Tara

She was beautiful. I saw her and was instantly attracted- she was one of those girls who was truely beautiful but just didn't realize it. Brown hair that fell softly to her shoulders and brown eyes that danced in excitement. Her lips and tongue worked magic up and down my body and I was close to my first (out of undoubtedly many, the way her tongue was working) orgasm when she asked me to marry her.

I sat up and looked at her, my green eyes full of questions. I voiced only one. "Are you serious?"

She nodded and looked back at me. "I don't think I can live without you." she smiled faintly and looked down at the floor.

I pulled her up onto the bed and swung my legs up onto her lap. I kissed her fully and deeply again on the lips. "Give me time. I mean, let us live together for a while- see what it becomes. I'm not saying no, I just...need some time."

I kissed her again and began sucking lightly on the crook of her neck- right at the place where her neck and shoulder met. I placed one hand on her waist and the other behind her head, twining my fingers in her beautiful hair. I moved so that I was now sitting on her lap, straddling her, and I moved my head down to lightly kiss each of her breasts. I clenched my legs tightly on either side of hers and sighed in delight when she moved a hand down to trace the snake tattoo I had only half an inch above my ass.

I laid her down on the bed and left a trail of warm, soft kisses from her breasts down her stomach where I paused slightly to pay special attention to her belly button. I slid my hands down either side of her body and let them rest lightly on her hips. Her legs parted, almost unconsciously, and I smiled at the beautiful sight. I lowered my head down and licked the inside of her thighs, tasting her sweet wetness and instantly wanting more.
 
Oh lover spin around and lkets do each other"

Suddenly her cunt was oiver my moiuth, and her moiuth kissing my crotch. I licked her pussu lightly, and then licked all over her lower region, partin g her ass cheeks and even lickin g her asshole. She moand an d thren yelped in delight and I curved my tongue and shoved it in as far as it woulkd reach. My hands were around her waist as her teeth lightly grasped and pulled on my clit ring.

I was so glad i had it. I knew as soon as she married me I* would go with her and get identical tattoos and piercings so we would be equals.
 
I tugged gently on the piercing, being very careful not to pull too hard- I knew full well how terribly that hurt. Before I knew it, her tongue was inside of me doing the same things. This woman was a goddess with her tongue- the things she was doing to me. I had never been so close to orgasming this early on. As I continued to swirl my tongue around inside of her, sucking, and biting, I felt her muscles tense up. I could tell she was about ready to orgasm. Her tongue began pumping my pussy faster and with more force than ever before. Her body erupted and shook with pleasure and I followed soon after. Her juices were so sweet and just as addictive as chocolate. I wanted every little bit that I could get.
 
After we came we laid there together holding each other, talking about the roommate ad. I told hetr I received a lot of replies, but didnt tell her that 90% of them were from men, some with lewd pictures.

She wanted to see them so I picked out the one I wanted- the black guy with the big cock.

"What do you think, Tara?", I asked "Shall we get him for a third roommate and take turns withy him?"

She has already told me she didnt have any money and I didnt make enough to support her, yet. She only had a part time job and was a student. I had in mind a young female executive type, but now that I had found a lover I wasnt about to let her go, so I wasntr sure what to do.

Then I asked her if she would be willing to turn tricks to earn enough to pay her share. That wasnt foreign to me. I worked my way through college that way and would do it too if she would. I worked for an escoirt service and that was fun, except for the creeps I had to fuck to get any money.
 
Tara

We were still naked, laying on the bed together. I laid my head on her stomach and she stroked my hair softly. "I don't know. I've been thinking about dropping out of college for a while anyway- I can get a full time job at the coffee shop. Marisole, the owner, told me that if I went full time I'd be due for a raise anyway. We can do that for a while, see how it works out. When we get on our feet, we'll see about me going back to college. But..." I kissed her stomach lightly. "I'm not gonna let you go just cause we can't afford it. Now," I said, sitting up and reaching for my bra, "should we see about a cheap, one room apartment?" I winked and smiled lightly at her, pulling on my clothes.
 
Still naked, I pulled out the copy of Seattle weekly and looked at the real estate ads. I already had, but didnt pay that much attentomn. There didnt seem to be much we could even begin to afford. Even a one bedroom was over $1000 a month, but fortunately with the economic downturn there were lots of vacancies. I picked up my phine and started aing phone calls.

Several were available without even a damage deposit or first months rent, just to get hem occupied. We hurridly dressed and as we drove to one I had talked to, I asked her again about turning trcks, telling her about working for the escort service in the evenings, and telling her that sometimes it was really fun and at the very least, I often got a nice dinner.

"Do you thin you can do it until we get ahead a little? We need to have clothes to work in sand everything"
 
Tara

I thought for a while about her proposition. "Well, d'you think I could go with you once and see what it's all about? I mean, I've never done anything like this before." I looked up at her with my huge puppy dog eyes- hoping she couldn't resist them.

Before she could answer, we pulled up at the apartment building and looked at it. It was nice- not the greatest but something affordable and not too shabby. I smiled up at it and looked at her again, slipping my hand in hers and awaiting her answer. "So, what do you say? Think you could pull a few strings?"
 
As we walked in I said. Okay, I'f you will do the night thing, I'll carry us until we can both carry the load. We went to the manager's door and knocked. A dissheveled female with a cigarette in her mouth stood there and said "Well whaddya want?"

We told her we were there to see the apartment. She took us up and it was pretty shabby. Needed new paint and carpeting and window treatments. Id been in whore houses that looked better than this, and had better furniture, but the price was right and Tara and I agreed we could make it work

She said if we painted it, she would furnish the paint, and after we finished she would have it recarpeted and we could have it for $700 a mointh, no damage deposit, and no rent for the first month, but she wanted our dad's signature on a one year lease

We took the papers and agreed to get the signatures, but Tara wasnt sure about her dad, and I wasnt sure about mine

We went back to my motel room and made two phone calls.

The first as to the black guy with the big cock. "Hello, You answered my ad for a roommate and sent me a picture. Is that really you?"

"It is? when can I meet you? OK, I'll be there at seven but have to tell you I already have a female roommate. Both of us will come and we will decide if we can make room for you"

We laughed together while I pulled out the Seattle Weekly again and looked at the adult section for the stuff about escort services, and those saying "help wanted"
We called one and made an appointment for in an hour.

Then we kissed and undressed and had sex again. She was really juicy now, I supposed thnking about the black guy and going to work.

We went to the adfdress we were given, and a receptionst greeted us at a place called "Lovely Interiors" I asked about the name, and she said that was to confuse the cops, but the interiors they had in mind were ours. I knew Tara's was exquisite especialy with the extra adornments.

We were called in to the managers office and seated. He asked me if I had ever done this before and I told him yes and gave him the name of my boss. He picked up the phone and called him, and must have gotten a decent recommendation as he smiled, and hanging up the phore, told us to stand up and strip.

Tara was hesitant, but when I was naked she was too, and when he made us turn around, and then bend over, He looked at our assholes and then made us show him our pussies.

Then he outlined their program. He said that first of all whenever he wanted we had to fuck him or anyone he demanded us to fuck, but we would be paid. The rate for a "house fuck was $100.00, but it was all ours.

When we went out on a call, the rate was $200 an hour with a two hour minimum, and half was his. All tips were ours. All night was $1000 and half was his. I told him all night would be difficult as I had a day job and she was a student, but we would do what we could. then he told Tara to lay down on his floor and he would check her out She looked at me, and I nodded knowing this was normal procedure with a male boss.
 
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Mel - Manager of Lovely Interiors

These two women were beautiful and oozed sex appeal. But Tara had not done this before. Jane had and received a glowing recommendation from her old boss.

I stood over Tara and asked if she had anything she didn't want to do. It was a trick question and I waited for her to reply. Her answer would help me to decide. While she was thinking, I asked Jane if they were a package deal, I.E. Hire both or none.

Tara looked so sexy, just lying there and I wanted to jump her bones, but I needed some answers first and had to get busy supplying whores to the johns.


OOC: A little rough and calous, but I feel he would be this way.
 
Tara

I told the manager that there was nothing I wouldn't do as long as I had Jane there with me. I was worried and shivered slightly as he stared down at me and licked his lips. I could tell he was anticipating the 'sex-with-us' part of the job. I glanced worriedly at Jane and she shot me a reassuring smile and told the manager that yes, we were a package deal. I sighed in relief and tried to relax as he gave me another hungry glance.
 
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Tyrone (Frank)

I couldnt believe it when that chick called. I sent her a picture of the biggest and blackest cock I could find on the net. Actually I'm a white guy named Frank, and 5'8 and 140 lb, but at least I got their attention. I could get there early and watch while they came in and waited for a big black dude, and then Id at least go over and tell them the truth for a laugh. They woukld tell me to get lost, but what else is new?

All the other girls always did anyway so I thought I might as well at least make it interesting.

I was meeting them in a dance club with a bar and at least I'd buy them a drink and maybe even get a dance before they dumped me.
 
Mel

"OK, OK, a package deal. I can live with that, we get a lot of calls for two women. I can live with the no all-nighters too, but just don't walk out on anybody. If it's getting too late, just give me a call and I'll fix it.", Mel told them. "OK Tara, you passed, you can get up now. You girls better get dressed before you leave, I don't want to get raided."

Mel handed them each a beeper. "I know you work together, but this is in case one of them breaks, see. Do ya wanna get started tonight?, Mel asked.
 
"Cant start tonight - we have an appointment later about our apartment, but we are available tomorrow"

"Or, we will call in if we are free by about 7:30 in case you need somebody"

"When is payday? at the other place we got paid on Fridays for whatever we were due"

Tara and I left, and I mentioned to her that she didnt even get fucked. I thought she was going to make her first hundred bucks already
 
Mel

Mel called his boss. "Yeah, I got two new girls, a package deal"
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"No, ony one of them is experienced, but it won't take long for the other girl"
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"Yeah, made the same deal with them, sounded like they needed the money. Pay them as they go, OK boss."
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"Yes boss, I even gave them 2 beepers, just in case and they start tomorrow night. If it's slow, I'll tell you how they are, HeHeHe. I know, it comes out of my pay, no freebies."
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"OK, see you later boss."

Mel hangs up the phone just as the other line rings. "Lovely Interiors, may I help you?" Sheesh, I should get a girl for this, but that would come outta my pay too.
 
Tara and I stoppede at McD's for a quick burger and went on back to the motel to get ready to meet this Tyrone. Aklready my juices were flowing thinking about that huge cock in my mouth and my pussy, and I intended to get both tonight. I hoped Tara would be up to it too, because he was well enough endowed to take care of the whole tiown, not just two little lesbians.

As we drove to the club where he said to meet him, I thought about his voice. He didnt really sound like the black guys they interview on TV, but then- some of them were totally articulate like Colin Powell, and some talked like they were right off the boat from somewhere I had never heard of.

I thought that this was a good time to get Tara in the mood of being a hooker. We would play the game as if he were the client, and we were the escorts he had ordered, and we would do anything he wanted to spend the time he was paying for. I outined it for her as I drove, and she giggled at the idea and agreed to play the part.
 
Frank

I sat ehere nurning my drink as i saw them come in. I knew it was them. Twol lovely young ladies looking for a roommate, in thye form of the big black cock in the picture. Thery looiked around and thren found themselves a table, but they kept scanning the multitude trying to see the object of their desires.

Letting them simmer a while, I took another sip but kept my eyes glued on the,. Both of them, but especially the one with the tongue ring that showed whenever she spoke to her friend. I wondered what that would feel like in my mouth or on my cock.
 
Tara

I frowned slightly as I scanned the club again, not seeing our *client* anywhere. I sipped my drink again and inspected my outfit. Jane had told me it was perfect for the night and I felt great in it. A black leather low-rise skirt that reached to my middle thigh, a scarlet halter top that had a scoop neck, showing off some nice cleavage, and reached to right above my bellybutton. Black fishnet tights and knee-high black leather boots completed the outfit. For make-up I had blackish-reddish lipstick and black eyeliner. I had straightened my hair and it hung straight down to my shoulders.

Unconsciously, I ran my hand across Jane's thigh and massaged it slowly. Grinning at her, I sat up from my slouched position, took another sip of my drink and looked at her. "Look at that guy," I nodded towards the man, "He's been staring the whole time we've been here." I whispered in her ear, flicking it lightly with my tongue. "What do you say we give him a little show?" I breathed. "Let's dance." I pulled her to her feet and led her to the edge of the dance floor so we were still in plain sight of the guy and we could still see him.
 
Frank

As I watched them, for a moment I thought I saw one of them run her hand up the other one's thigh. Maybe they are Lezzies and wouldnt have anythng to do with me anyway, so might as well give it a shot. They sure were attractive.

Then suddenly they got up and danced. They were close together and holding each other in a way quite unlike a man and a woman. I was enthralled, and when the song was over, I approached them

"Hi ladies. Looks as though you were stood up. I see you looking toward the door. Might you have been looking for a very nice looking big black guy with a huge ccck?" They looked at me with a fishy gaze, and then I smiled and told them I was Tyrone and that wasnt my picture. They werent very pleased, but I apologized and said "Well it got your attenton and you two sure have mine. May I at least buy you a drink?" They said yes and let me sit with them.

We placed our order and the waitress brought them, after they told us about their apartment and the needed to paint it etc.

I offerred to help, since I work at home and my time is my own. It would keep me close to them, hopefully in touch, and how I wanted to touch. I asked the one named Tara to dance. She was the one with the tongue ring that fascoinated me. As we danced I saw Jane dancing with some guy. The song ended and a slow one started, so we stayed on the floor. Over her shoulder I saw Jane and her partner kiss, and his hand was on her ass. Tara saw it too and we looked at each other and I kissed her. She slid her tongue in my mouth and I felt the tongue ring and loved it, and told her so. I squeezed her hand and we returned to the table.

Next I danced with Jane and she said she had seen me watching, which was why she kissed the guy. She admitted she was turned on by that picture, and intrigued with my approach, so she would let me help with the painting if they didnt have to pay me anything. I told her being with them was payment enough, so then she slipped me a kiss, and we returned to the table, and then left the club and went and got something to eat.

While there, I told them about my place where I do my computer consulting from out of my living room. Tara rode with me and Jane followed to my apartment, and I showed them around including my wonderful bed - a futon on the floor.

Many drinks later, Jane told me that the worked for an escort service now, and the rate was $200 bucks an hour each with a two hour minmum. We'd been together over two hours, so quick addition told me it was $600 each or 1200 for the entertainent I was getting.

I told them for that I ought to at least get laid, and she smiled and agreed and undressed. Tara and I followed suit, and naked the three of us piled into the futon and got it on.

It was really fun, but then they left saying they had to do their day jobs in the morning. We agreed to meet after work and they would show me the apartment.
 
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Mel

The next morning Mel left a voice message on the pagers, "The office, 8PM, be ready to work." Mel grinned to himself, and work they would, thought Mel. If there was not a call for 2 girls, he would provide suitable work for them.
 
Tara and I left and returned to my dingy motel room. There was a call on our voicemail telling us to be at the office of Lovely Interiors at 8PM tomorrow for a call.

We talked about our new friend Frank, and agreed that he would be a big help in doing the painting, but we couldnt even start until we got our dads' signatures on the lease. Tara agreed to talk to her dad today. When she got hers, I was sure Id have no trouble getting my dad to sign.
 
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