Chapter 4: Sleeping arrangements
“I am in stating a new rule, from now on we must sleep in the same bed together every night” Madison announced one evening, catching me off guard. We had been sleeping separately since I moved in, but her decision to change that dynamic sent a shiver down my spine.
It wasn’t out of fear, but rather, anticipation.
“Can I ask why this is beneficial to us as roommates.” I asked, trying to keep my voice steady as my heart began to race.
Madison nodded, a slight grin playing on her lips. “Body heat, we can keep each other warm on cold nights.” She ran her fingers along my arm, sending a jolt of electricity through my body.
I couldn’t deny the attraction I felt towards her, despite the mixed emotions and confusing signals she gave.
After our intimate encounter, things became even more chaotic. Our previously established boundaries began to blur, and our lives inside the apartment started to intertwine more closely than ever before.
On nights when it was my turn to cook dinner, I’d find myself standing in the small kitchen, swaying lightly to the rhythm of the music that was playing from the sound system. I’d hum along with the lyrics, my body automatically moving to the beat, bare legs stretching out and my hips following their own Course.
I couldn't help but feel self-conscious, aware that Madison would be watching me from the other room. I knew she was there by the sound of faint laughter that would drift over the music every now and then. This time, however, I didn't let it get to me. I let my body move freely, unapologetic in my own skin.
"Smells amazing," I heard Madison say as she walked into the kitchen.
I turned to see her leaning on the countertop, in the buff just like me . She looked like a goddess, her toned body glistening as if it had been kissed by the golden rays of the sun. I couldn't help but stare for a moment, taking in her beauty.
"Thanks," I stammered, blushing slightly as I broke my gaze from hers.
The tension between us was palpable, and I didn't know if it was because of the sexual chemistry that we shared or the underlying current of mutual infatuation.
I couldn't help but wonder if we were both aware of the dangers of our escalating attraction.
As I stood over the stovetop stirring the sauce I was making I felt hands on my ass, spreading my checks wide, I look behind me and Madison was kneeling behind me . She locked eyes with me and slowly stuck her tongue out, running it up and down my asshole. I gasped, feeling a rush of pleasure as she inserted a finger into my tight hole. My pussy was already soaking wet from the anticipation of our encounter, but this feeling of fullness was something else entirely.
"I was just checking your hygiene" Madison whispered, her voice husky with desire. I could only manage to nod as I felt her slow, torturous movements grow faster and more urgent. “Roommates to… to make sure that they are… staying clean” she emphasized the last word, her finger twisting inside of me.
I moaned slightly, my hips bucking back towards her. She had this power over me, and I wasn’t sure if I wanted her to take it away or not.
My breathing becoming labored as she quickened her pace. Lust consumed me as I felt her fingers dart in and out of my asshole, the wetness of my pussy spreading between my legs. I gripped the edge of the countertop, trying to keep myself steady.
She stood up, her body pressing against mine from behind.
I could feel the weight of her breasts pressing into my back, her nipples hard against my skin. She reached around me, her hands finding my breasts, and she began to knead and tease my nipples.
I let out a soft moan, leaning my head back against her shoulder as I let her touch me, my breathing becoming ragged as she continued to explore my body.
“I’m hungry” Madison whispered, nipping at my ear with her teeth, causing me to gasp in pleasure.
I was confused for a moment, until I felt her hands leave my breasts and trail down my stomach, and then I felt it. Her fingers brushed against my clit before she slowly slipped them inside of me. I moaned loudly, my hips bucking against her hand as she began to stroke me gently.
“And I don’t want to wait for dinner.” She murmured, her lips brushing against my ear as she spoke.
I couldn’t help the whimper that escaped my lips at her words. Madison lowered herself to her knees again and spun me around, so I could watch her tongue trace a wet line down my slit, teasing my entrapping it with her bright red lips.
"Good roommates help each other relax." she said me, looking up at me with radiant eyes full of hunger and darkness.
I could help but think Madison had some major issues obviously but at the moment I truely did not care!
We both looked at each other, there was nothing but raw desire in her eyes. I could feel my own lust coursing through my veins.
"Yes, yes please", I practically moaned. She smirked and lightly flicked my peaking nipple with her smooth tongue, and I shuddered slightly.
My body shook with hunger as I felt Madisons tongue dance across my bare skin, the contrast of our naked forms as her kneeled on the ground my back to the stove. Her fingers dug into the soft flesh of my hips as she pulled me closer, her mouth enveloping my swollen clit. I moaned as she began to eagerly lick and suck at it, her warm and wet tongue sending delicious ripples of pleasure streaming through my body. So quickly she pushed me to the edge of orgasm , but just as I was about to go over the edge and tumble into blissful release, she pulled away. I looked down, confused, and saw her smirking up at me.
"Keep cooking, roomie," she said, her voice low and sultry. "You're doing a great job."
I was left standing there, my body trembling with pleasure and desire, as she returned to the living room. I don't know how I managed to finish cooking dinner after that, but I did.
As I served Madison her food, she looked up at me with a wicked smile on her face. "Your such a great cook Amy." she said, her voice dripping with honey.
I couldn't help but feel a shiver run down my spine at the way her voice sound and the way she looked at me.
"Thank you," I managing to respond, still struggling to wrap my head around what just happened.
"Come here," Madison demanded, snapping me out of my daze. “Put your head in my lap” She ordered.
I hesitantly made my way over to her, my heart racing as I knelt in front of her. she ran her fingers through my thick, curly hair, guided my head onto her lap as I laid across the couch. She rested her hand on the nape of my neck and offered her nipple to my mouth like I was a baby looking for its bottle. I obliged and began to nurse, my heart racing with excitement.
The feeling of her hard, pink nipple in my mouth was sending waves of excitement throughout my body. I couldn’t believe what was happening, but I also couldn’t deny the overwhelming urge to keep pleasuring Madison.
We continued this way for a while, with me sucking on one nipple and then the other as Madison ran her fingers through my hair, gently petting me. I then felt her hand move to my pussy , spreading my lips apart and sliding one finger inside of me. I moaned loudly, feeling the pleasure coursing through my body as she began to stroke me.
"Oh fuck, Madison" I panted, gripping the couch as I held onto her for support. She smiled, a satisfied look on her face as I continued sucking on her tits , pulling on her nipples with my teeth.
"I read that sucking on breasts can be very relaxing" Madison explained, ruffling my hair. I moaned, letting my body go limp and sinking further into her lap.
"It is" I agreed, enjoying the feeling of her body pressed against my own. Madison still playing with my pussy, making me on the verge of cumming My hips moved instinctively, matching the pace of her fingers as she explored me. I could feel the tension building inside of me, every nerve ending on high alert as I inched closer and closer to release, allowing myself to drown in the incredible sensations Madison’s fingers were causing.
“Fuck, I’m so close” I moaned, unable to keep myself from expressing my pleasure.
“Yes you are,” she answered, her voice low and sultry, her movements speeding up just a little bit more. She traced my entrance with the tip of her finger, teasing me cruelly. Just as I thought I couldn’t take it anymore, she slid a third finger inside of me, filling me up completely, and my orgasm flooded through me like a raging river.
I screamed into her breast, my hips bucking wildly as wave after wave of pleasure crashed over me. My legs shook and my knees weakened, but Madison held me close and continued to gently stroke me, drawing every last shudder from my body.
As the tremors subsided, my body went limp and I lifted my head from Madison’s lap, panting for breath. She smiled down at me, her fingers slowly slipping from me. I looked at her with gratitude and lust in my eyes, still so turned on by the intimacy we had just shared.
I stayed there in her lap for a moment longer, nestled against her chest and enjoying the closeness we shared. I felt a sense of belonging that I couldn’t quite put into words.
“I know I’m weird” Madison suddenly said, looking sad “I know I don’t act normal , I know I have issues, I’m aware. I’m just…. I don’t know how else to be.”
She looked so vulnerable, so open, and I couldn’t help but feel my heart ache for her. My hand reached out to rest on top of hers, a gesture of comfort, as I reassured her “I think you’re very interesting Madison”
She smiled slightly, acknowledging my words, and the moment passed as quickly as it arrived.
But things had changed between us that night.