Leftovers

Leftovers

My fucking roommate Luke was hard to live with. I’m not talking about normal roommate problems. He was fine. But, I’m a little bit of a loser and that guy brought back the hottest girls a few times a week. Some of them he met at bars. Some of them were from Tinder. But, sometime between midnight and 2a, he would come staggering through the door with some hot little drunk slut hanging off of him. Then, I’d hear him retire to his room and listen to them fuck for hours through our paper-thin walls while I jerked off. That was my life for my whole senior year of college.

There were some benefits. A couple of them came out of his room in their bra and panties and gave me an eyeful. They were so drunk, a lot of them flashed me on accident when they sat down or stood up. One of them almost fell over and grabbed onto me with her tits pressed against me. On Halloween, I got to see a cute girl that I knew from class stagger into our apartment dressed like a slutty schoolgirl. I was more than jealous when I heard him make her cum. I think everyone in a one mile radius heard that slutty schoolgirl scream his name and announce that she was cumming.

I also really enjoyed watching them do the walk of shame. Hot hungover girls, dressed like total whores, collecting their things and walking home in broad daylight. They were always so careful not to flash me in the morning, like they had their dignity, when I had seen so much just a few hours earlier.

At least if Luke had different taste than I did, he could have been bringing home thick girls with big asses and tits and I wouldn’t care so much. But… no. He was bringing home skinny young girls with tiny hips and perky tits. Seeing all those drunk little things, it was hard for me to sleep or concentrate that whole year. My grades suffered. My self-esteem suffered.

Then, one day in early June, he came home early around 9pm and my god did he bring home the hottest girl of the year. She was a tiny red head with pigtails, skinny as hell, 5 ft tall, barely 100 lbs. She had freckles all over her face, Xs on her hands (not yet 21) to make sure she couldn’t drink at the bar. But, she was totally hammered. I mean, she couldn’t walk without support. She was babbling, but making very little coherent words. She was wearing a little denim skirt, a white bra covering her tiny tits, and white sneakers with knee high socks. Every part of her was screaming to be fucked. She made my cock ache.

He took her to his room and I heard his bed springs as he plopped her down. Soon after that, I heard him fucking her, but she was pretty silent. She was probably too drunk, barely awake. I started going through her purse. Her name was Hannah. She had just turned 18 two days ago. Happy birthday to Hannah. She was a senior in Mitchell High School a few miles up the road. She packed a change of clothes in case she was out all night. Tomorrow’s socks weren’t knee highs. She packed a Cheer t-shirt from her high school and cotton cheer shorts, both XS. There were also crumpled up, clean cotton panties with pictures of care bears all over them. She was a cute one.

I found her iPhone. Locked. But her birthday worked as the pin. I went through her pictures. She looked hot in a bikini. She tanned in a thong. Her ass was a work of fucking art, so tiny and tight. She had a hot sister. Her friends were also cheerleaders and a few of them were incredible, but she was the hottest of them. It looks like early this evening, they all went out together. I don’t know how Luke got her alone. There was a group chat with mom and dad where she said that she was sleeping over a Samantha’s house. Liar. Then… goldmine. A couple nude selfies for the boyfriend. Her little tits looked incredible and she kept her pussy shaved. I backed up her phone onto my laptop for later.

As the copy was being made, I heard Luke cumming. He was having fun. Then, somebody ran to the bathroom to clean up. Sounds like it was Hannah. She was puking her guts up. I guess she wasn’t having fun. When she was done puking, she came crawling out of the bathroom. Her bra was disheveled and one of her tits was out. I could see a lot of Luke’s cum still on her stomach. Her skirt was hiked up showing the bottom of her thin white panties.

Luke came and helped her stand. He turned to me. “Hey, I’m going to go back out tonight. Can you make sure she doesn’t keel over and die?” He laughed. “I’ve got another date and I will probably not be back until morning.”

“Sure.”

“Just give her some water and make sure she knows where she is tomorrow morning and how to get home.”

“Ok.”

He dumped her back on his bed. “Man, she is a fucking work of art.” He sighed. “Tight little cunt, too. She’s young.”

I nodded. Staring at her in the bed.

“Hey. Take a round with her if you want. Not like she has any idea who I am or what the fuck is going on.”

“What?”

“Help yourself, man. Life is short! Wear that bitch out.”

“I don’t know.”

“Hey. Just wipe her down first. I got my cum all over her!” He laughed.

For the first hour that the house was empty, I just sat on the couch with a raging hard erection and thought this through. It didn’t seem right. But, nobody would know if I did or didn’t do this. Not Luke. Not even Hannah. I could be in the other room right now having the time of my life. Instead I’m sitting alone in a dark room playing with myself.

I got up and walked into Luke’s room. There she was. Lying on her side, a little puke dribbling out of the corner of her mouth. Sticky shot of cum dried on her chest. At this point, the bra was off and both tits were out. Her skirt had ridden up her waist and left her plain white, cotton panties completely exposed. The cotton looked very thin and I could make out a little bit of her pussy even in the dim light. These were the fuck me panties. Not the embarrassing care bear panties. I got a damp towel from the bathroom and walked back into the room to clean her up.

She didn’t like the feeling of water oh her and tried to push me off her, but she was completely weak and barely conscious. I put a finger in her mouth and she started sucking it, massaging it with her tongue. That seemed like an opportunity. What a whore. I put my hand on her panty-covered ass and it felt incredible. I squeezed her tit. My dick was rock hard and dripping with pre cum.

I sat her up and put my dick in her mouth. I figured I’d start there. I accidentally moaned loud. The relief was incredible. I had been fantasizing about this girl’s body for hours. Now my dick was in her. I kept both of my hands on her head, looking down at her red pigtails and looking down her denim skirt, which had ridden up further and was much wider than her waist, and of course, her panty covered pussy, which was fully exposed. She was barely sucking, so I started pushing and pulling her head and fucking her face. I was so horny, that sensation was more than enough was enough to pull the first load out of me. After what felt like an eternity, I finally busted in her little mouth. I held her head right where I wanted it until I was done cumming, plus a little longer just to get every last drop.

She struggled a little, but she was so weak and out of it, she just coughed and spit it out, looking angry. I threw her little body back down on the bed. Her head hit the wall on accident and she didn’t seem to notice, nor did I care. She rolled over, tummy down, and started puking again. I felt her back and her ass, then started to pull down her panties. She tried to hold onto them. She was done fucking. She was feeling absolutely miserable puking and puking on the floor. But, she didn’t have the strength to stop me from working her panties down to her knees.

Her face and tummy were down in my mattress and her perfect little ass was up and her tight pussy was exposed. She had already been fucked tonight, but it was time to give it to her one more time. I pulled her hips up a little so her pussy was more visible. Then, when I couldn’t stand it any longer, I jammed myself into her. She grunted when I pushed my cock into her teen hole. I felt powerful standing over her, fucking her little cunt. I pounded as hard and fast as I could. I lasted a little longer this time since I had just cum a few minutes ago.

I flipped her over because I wanted to see her face, her tits, and her tummy. I touched her tight tummy and squeezed her tits. Her face looked so miserable. The only thing worse than puking all night is probably getting raped while you’re puking all night. I decided to add to the experience, spit in her face, slapped her, and called her a slut. Then, put my hands around her neck and started choking her while I fucked her.

“Hannah. Does mommy and daddy know what a slut you are tonight?”

Her eyes opened when I said her name. She looked confused then went back to trying to push me off her and closed her eyes again when she lost the strength.

I took out my phone to snap a picture of her hot body getting fucked. “Hannah. I bet the Mitchell High School cheer coach is going to love these pictures.”

She opened her eyes, saw the camera, and started crying.

I slapped her again and I felt an orgasm coming. I leaned down and put my face close to hers. “You know nobody really likes you, right? The only reason any boys talk to you is because they’re dying to fuck you like this.” I kissed her cheeks and her lips and tasted her salty tears. “They all want to cum. You make them want to explode, you tight pigtailed little brat. I bet you tease boys all the time and don’t put out. Ohh fuck, I’m about to cum. I’m going to cum. Fuck. Oh my god you’re so tight. Oh fuck I’m cumming!” I thrust my dick deep in her pussy and shot my ropes inside of her, spurting hard. I collapsed on top her, having experienced the greatest orgasm of my life.

I looked at this tight little pigtailed cheerleader underneath me and went back to kissing her and feeling her tits. I decided to go for all 3 holes and fuck her ass. But I figured it was best to let her fall asleep first. So, I put her tummy down for later, removed her panties and kept them in my hand, and got up to find some lube. I drank some water and when I came back 10 minutes later, she was out cold.

I quickly and quietly smeared some lube in her asshole. I could tell it was an incredibly tight hole. I had never ass fucked anyone and she had never been fucked in the ass, I didn’t think. We were both doing some experimenting tonight and she was a hot little subject. I mounted her ass and slid my dick in.

I don’t know if it’s because she was an anal virgin or if butt sex just always feels this good, but it was tight little heaven in there. Sliding my dick in and out of that tight, smooth hole, thrusting down and driving her into my bedsheets.

She, on the other hand, was not a fan. She cried and tried to squirm out from under me. She didn’t have the energy to get out from under me but she mustered the strength to scream really loud. I figured people were probably desensitized to screaming from Luke’s room at this hour. But, this sounded like a scream of pain and I was still nervous that somebody would call the cops or come knock on the door. I took her crumpled up panties and shoved them as far as I could into her mouth and held my hand over her mouth while I fucked her. That silenced her for the most part. She was highly muffled anyway.

I turned my attention back to her little asshole and kept on having my way with her. I spanked her ass and fucked her as hard as I could. She had gone silent and quietly accepted her fate. She was just waiting for it to be over. I was a little disappointed that she had checked out. So, I thought of a way to get her attention.

I noticed Luke had a plate with a fork and a sharp knife on his nightstand. I took the knife and showed it to her, then held it to her throat. She immediately recoiled and started breathing heavily.

“Moan like a good slut or there won’t be a tomorrow,” I demanded and pulled the panties out of her throat.

“Yes. Yes.” She mustered.

I put the knife back on her throat and pushed a little harder. "Do better or you'll be choking on your blood soon."

“Mmmmm….. fuck me.” She moaned softly. Then she squealed and faked an orgasm. The sound of her cumming, even fake, pushed me right over the edge. She had such a sweet innocent voice and I was fucking her asshole. My third orgasm hit me hard. I picked up Hannah’s head by her pigtails and slammed it into the wall while I came in her asshole.

“OH god! I’m cumming in your asshole. You’re such a fucking whore.”

I rolled off her, dressed her and dragged her out to the corner. Then I unlocked her phone and texted the mom and dad group chat with her location and asked for a ride home. I sent her nude selfies for good measure.

She was lying on the street corner and I whispered into her ear. “Hannah, thank you for being such a good little girl tonight. Happy birthday. Your mom is coming to pick you up soon.” I handed her back her phone with the group chat pulled up. She looked at it, curled up on the street corner started sobbing.  I went inside to get some sleep.