Daddy's College Roommate: Bad Boy and Virgin Forbidden Romance

by Vanessa Kinney

  He kissed the top of my head letting me know that I had nothing to worry about. “Now let's go to sleep and we can . . . talk . . . tomorrow,” his words drifted off as he went back to sleep.

  11

  Penelope

  Blue Balls

  BEEP. BEEP. BEEP!!!!

  I heard a muffled alarm screech. I slowly opened my eyes and realized that I wasn't in my room. I was in Cedric’s room while having his large arms wrapped around my waist. His rough hands touching my bare skin. My oversized shirt was all the way up barely covering my tits and completely exposing my ass. I shouldn't be surprised since I always wake up like this, minus the hunky man attached to me.

  I turned around and faced Cedric who was still deeply asleep. I looked at his wavy sandy hair as a few strands were covering his face. He had some silver hair, but you couldn't really tell unless you were a few inches away from him.

  I can’t believe I slept with him. I felt giddy and happy that I finally did something unlike me. It felt really good to be a little wild and I don’t regret anything. I smiled softly to myself. Okay. I wasn't that wild, but it’s a start for me.

  I slowly moved Cedric hand off of me and walked over to my room to turn off my alarm. I looked over at my phone and saw a text from Kendall.

  | I can drive you to class today. I am going in to see a tutor but I still need your help tomorrow. I’ll come around 10 maybe 10:30.

  Perfect. That gave me an hour or so to relax. I hopped onto my bed and looked out the window. My dad had already left for work, which made this even better. A devilish grin appeared on my face as I thought of Cedric and me, all alone in the house.

  I walked over to Cedric’s room again and he was in the same position I left him in. I set a timer on my phone for 30 minutes and quickly hopped back into bed to snuggle up next to him. He let out a little groan and started to adjust his body.

  No . . . did he really wake up? I wanted to sleep more.

  “Good mornin’,” he let out a little stretch grunt.

  “Sorry, I didn't mean to wake you up.”

  “I have to get up to go to work today anyway and I can’t be late even though I’m the boss.”

  “Can we just stay in bed for a little while? I want to relax a little before I have to get ready for class.”

  “Sure, whatever you want baby girl,” he chuckled.

  I turned around and sneakily lifted up my shirt to expose my black thong. I bit my lip and moved back so I can proudly press against Cedric’s morning wood. He let out a little grunt that got even louder when I wiggled my ass.

  “Fuck!” he gritted.

  Cedric immediately pulled off the blanket and grabbed a handful of my ass, giving it a tight squeeze. His fingertips were so close to my pussy. He slapped my ass hard, making sure to fill the empty house with the sharp sound.

  I yelped with joy, “Oh my god.” I looked over my shoulder to see a smirk spread across his face. My ass burned from the powerful strike.

  Cedric turned me over to my stomach leaving my naked ass hanging in the air. He got on top of me and placed both hands on my ass, massaging it with his large hands.

  “You said you liked it rough, didn’t you?” Cedric slapped my other ass cheek, making sure the erotic sting was on both cheeks.

  “Yes,” I moaned into the bed.

  “Perfect,” he moved his hands up my back then back down to my ass.

  He lowered his lips and kissed my red ass. I let out a blissful moan as he kissed his way up to my back. He lifted my shirt and gave my upper shoulder a final kiss before he turned me over. Cedric slowly lifted my shirt like he was unwrapping a delicate gift that he had never seen before. My perky nipples faced Cedric for the second time. He clenched his jaw and just nodded with a smile.

  “I don’t think you know how badly I’ve been waiting for this,” there was a twinkle in his eye as he put his mouth over my breast. I gasped as if it was my last breath.

  OMG.

  My body started to tremble from the pleasure. I didn’t think it would feel this good. Cedric’s large hand cupped my other breast giving it attention and started to tweak my nipple. My pussy pulsed with each rub and swirl of his tongue.

  “Oh my god, Cedric,” I moaned while I watched him work on my body.

  I wrapped my legs around him, getting a good feel of his turned-on cock rubbing against my pussy. He bit my nipple, lightly, and then tugged on it until it slipped from his mouth. His cold eyes fucked me.

  I was speechless. I didn’t expect foreplay to ever be this intense.

  Cedric’s rough hand outlined the curves of my body. His touch was just as orgasmic as ever.

  “Please Cedric,” I begged as I kissed him.

  He arched his eyebrows as if he didn’t know who this ‘Cedric’ was. I knew he wanted a different name, his forbidden name, the name that I had never called any man until last week.

  Cedric unwrapped my legs and kissed both my nipples, making his way down my stomach. He was moving so slow it was killing me. With each of his kisses my aroused pussy got wetter.

  FUCK!

  I can't take it anymore. I need him to go faster.

  I grabbed a hold of Cedric’s long hair and started to push him down, but he didn’t budge. He was twice my size and he knew he had all the control.

  “Please,” I begged once again, squirming my hips up towards his face.

  Cedric smiled knowing, he was killing me with his teasing. But finally, he got down to my pussy, my completely turned-on-by-daddy wet pussy. He placed one finger on my clit and started to rub slowly. Bursts of heat vibrated through my body, sending me into a paralyzed trance.

  I moaned loudly and faintly whispered, “Oh daddy” under my breath.

  His hands gripped the sides of my thong as he pulled it down my body, quickly. He ran his hands up my legs, as if he was waiting for me to say something he wanted to hear.

  “You know what I want baby girl,” he bit his lip. “It’s only one small word that will get you what you want,” Cedric’s hands were placed on my inner thigh, his fingertips only inches away from my bare pussy. “Do you know what I want?”

  “Yes . . . Daddy,” the word slipped right out of me.

  Before I could even blink, Daddy devoured my pussy and sucked powerfully on my clit. I grabbed his hair, trying so hard not to let my moans get too loud, but I failed. I let out a power gasp as he started to swirl his tongue around, and around. My muscles were already clenching, I could finish any second if he keeps this up.

  “Fuck, Daddy!” I grunted as I started to swirl my hips with the rhythm of his tongue. Daddy then took a hold of my hips and held me still as he slowly licked my slick slit up and down, giving my pussy long strokes with his tongue.

  I exploded with pleasure when Daddy gently tugged on my labia with his teeth. I felt the mixture of passion and lustful torture as he nibbled away. My body trembled from my orgasm, which Daddy took as permission to slip a finger inside of me, hitting my g-spot as I was already cumming. I gripped Daddy’s hair, tightly. My orgasm felt never ending and powerful as it rippled through my body. Daddy started to slow down and slowly pulled out his large finger from my tight pussy. He rubbed my clit on his way out and gave his finger a suck to taste me.

  “Fuck, you are delicious,” he gave my pussy one last suck and lick before he pulled away from me. I was out of breath from my orgasm and trying to find out how to breathe again.

  Daddy got off the bed and stood up tall next to me. He looked so sexy, towering over me with his tight body and erect cock. I rolled over to my stomach and adjusted myself in front of Daddy. I looked up at him and he was already smirking.

  “My turn,” I bit my lip and slowly moved my hands to the top of his briefs. My heart was racing one thousand beats per second with each inch I pulled down his briefs. I watched his V narrow, revealing the base of his cock. My lip quivered.

  This was it. I finally get to see my first cock.

  I swallowed, looking up at Daddy
who was biting his lip, ready for me to taste him. I ripped off his briefs and watched Daddy’s large cock bounce up, meeting it face to face.

  I opened my mouth, “Oh. My. God.” I mumbled as his wet cock mesmerized me.

  Daddy grabbed a handful of my hair as he started to get antsy waiting for me to dig in. But before he could even grab all of my hair, I swallowed his tip.

  “Oh, fuucckkkk,” his raspy voice grunting as he got what he wanted.

  He tastes so good.

  I moaned into his cock as I tried to go down as much as I could, but Daddy was too big for me. I needed more practice before I could ever take him all in, or maybe I just needed his help. My lips went over his veiny cock, letting me do all the work. I could tell Daddy loved it when I got deeper because he started to grab my hair tighter.

  Buzz. Buzz.

  My phone started to ring, it wasn’t my alarm it was an actual call, but we ignored it. This was more important right now. Daddy’s cock was more important. I went up and down Daddy’s cock, giving him all of my attention. I would have never imagined a cock tasting so good. So addictive.

  My phone rang again. Daddy looked over at the phone, but ignored it like I did. Daddy gripped my hair tightly and pulled me off his cock. He looked down at me with a grin spread across his face as if he had a plan for me.

  “Stick out your tongue,” he groaned.

  I did as Daddy told me and stuck out my tongue. He grabbed his cock and licked his lip as he gave my tongue a slap with his cock. A whimpered moan escaped my mouth as I felt my pussy drip.

  Oh my god.

  He slapped his large cock on my tongue again; my eyelids flickered from the powerful thump. I began to breathe heavier with each slap, enjoying this more and more.

  The phone rang again, but this time it got to Daddy. He stopped slapping me and let out a frustrated sigh. I looked up at him with my big brown eyes and gave him a small frown. I wanted more . . . so much more.

  “I’ll be right back, baby girl,” he gave me a wink and lightly slapped my cheek before he left. A chill ran down to my pussy. I swear he is going to make me into a sex devotee.

  I watched his naked body walk over to the dresser to grab my ringing phone, “It’s Kendall.”

  Why was he calling me?

  I picked up the phone, “Geez, finally! What took you so long?” he roared.

  “I was busy,” I bit my finger and looked up at Cedric who was stroking his cock, waiting for me to end my call.

  “Well, I’ll be over in two minutes. The tutor said she has to leave early today so I need to make it to school ASAP.”

  “Wait, I-I . . . FUCK. Okay!” I hopped off the bed as my oversized shirt covered my body again. I looked behind me and Cedric’s eyes were wide open as he worded ‘what the fuck.’

  “Get ready and come outside,” I heard Kendall demand as he hung up. He was so pissed off at me.

  “Whoa. Whoa. Where do you think you’re going?” Cedric followed me through our bathroom, into my room.

  “I have to get ready to leave in two minutes. Kendall is almost here,” I went over to my closet and pulled out a pair of jeans and a large sweatshirt.

  “What —,” Cedric stopped in the doorway with a full boner.

  I pursed my lips, “Sorry.”

  “What —,” he repeated in the same tone of voice.

  I pulled up my jeans and jumped up and down to get them past my ass. I took off my shirt and remained topless as I watched Cedric stretch on the bathroom doorframe. His muscles became more defined as he stretched and flexed angrily. He let out a painful grunt.

  “You’re joking, right?” he chuckled nervously.

  “I’m so sorry. I have to leave,” I threw on a sports bra and then a large sweatshirt over it. I walked over to his steamy body, “I promise we can continue where we left off . . . on Friday.”

  His eyes widen, “In two days?”

  “I have to work late tonight and tomorrow Kendall is coming over to study.”

  Cedric let out a scoff, “Do you know what blue balls means?”

  I giggled, “Yes, I do. I am not a super virgin.”

  “I have blue balls,” he confessed. “You can’t just give me a taste of what I want and just leave. I will drive you to class, but please stay and have fun,” he grabbed my waist and brought me closer to him, his hard cock rubbing against me.

  I let out a heavy sigh as I melted into his arms. “I’m sorry. I can’t,” I uncurled his arms and went over to my book bag that was on my desk chair. “Kendall has to drive 10 minutes — Where is my notebook? — to get here,” I looked around at my table and realized it was in my backpack.

  I double-checked my book bag to see if it had my work clothes in it. I looked over at Cedric who was giving me a frustrated smile. I dropped my things and walked over to his perfect anatomy-book body.

  “I promise I will make it up to you.”

  He smacked his lips and rolled his eyes with a smile.

  “You better,” he growled as he turned me around and grabbed my throat lightly. He pressed my cock against my ass and grabbed my throat tighter. He bit my earlobe and moaned, “If you're going to tease me and leave. Let’s make it fair.”

  He kissed my cheek then moved his free hand to my pussy rubbing my clit through my jeans. He pressed his cock against me roughly as I gasped for air. All my sexual tension came back from that one thrust. I sobbed as I felt his hand around my throat vibrate.

  “Have fun at school, baby girl.”

  He finished off the tease with a final slap on my ass. I looked over my shoulder watching him smirk devilishly. He walked into the bathroom and headed toward his room, butt naked.

  Fuck.

  My clit throbbed from the lack of satisfaction.

  12

  Cedric

  Dual Blueprints

  I can’t believe this is happening.

  Who the fuck hired this guy? Adam Messet.

  There’s a door where there should be an arched doorway and there's a window missing in the living room. I looked up at the empty apartment and felt the stress hit me. This place has to be done in three months and we still need to add the cabinets, moldings, furniture and everything else. We have a strict deadline . . . where the fuck is the window!!!

  I punched the lonely table in the middle of the empty loft.

  Fuck!

  I pulled up my sleeve and looked at the time. The construction manager is late, five minutes late! I let out a muffled yell.

  Calm down, Cedric. It can always be fixed. You’ve dealt with worse.

  I wasn't going to lie. This wasn’t the only reason I was so frustrated. I was still very sexually frustrated from what happened yesterday. I hadn’t even jerked off since I wanted to save all of myself for her. I want to fuck her with all that I have. I can wait until tomorrow, maybe.

  I took a deep breath and pulled up my sleeves. I walked around the empty apartment measuring everything to make sure all the dimensions were correct. I was the only one on the construction site now since I told everyone to go home. I couldn't look anyone in the eye with all the rage that was built up inside of me.

  Good, at least the measurements are correct. If I only have to worry about adding a doorway and a window to each level, I think I’ll be fine.

  “Mr. Mount? I’m Erick Jane. You wanted to see me?” I heard a deep voice address me. I looked over my shoulder to see the construction manager. He was a short man with dark jet-black hair and a full mustache.

  I looked down at my watch. “You’re thirteen minutes late. Come here,” the anger in my voice heated up the room.

  He walked over to me as his work boots thudded on the floor. There was a blueprint under his arm, which he was holding tightly.

  “Can you tell me what this is?” I pointed at the blueprint.

  “A window?”

  “Good,” I rolled up the blueprint and looked at the wall in front of me. “Now, do you see a window?”

  Erik narrows his eye
s on the wall, “No.”

  “And why is that?”

  “Because there is no window in my blueprint,” Erik said confidently as he rolled out his print.

  I looked over to the blueprint he held and noticed it looked exactly like the apartment right now. I searched for the architect's name at the bottom of the print. The same guy had prepared both versions.

  “What? What the fuck —,” I ripped the blueprint from Erick’s hand and headed toward the table. I laid the prints next to each other and pointed out the differences, “You see this, right?”

  Erik nodded, “Which one is the correct one?”

  “What the fuck . . .”

  I looked at the information at the bottom to check the date, authorization, type of drawing, and everything else. But it was exactly the same.

  “Did you ever see this version?” I looked over at Erik while pointing at my blueprint.

  He shook his head, “The architect, Mr. Messet, gave me this one,” he pointed at the one he brought.

  I looked over at Erik who was just as confused as I was, “Did you talk to the clients? Did they see the apartment? Did they like it?”

  “Yeah!” Erik puffed, his mustache wiggled. “They said they loved the apartment!” His voice got higher.

  “Then what the fuck is this!!!” I picked up my plan, the plan Walter had given me before I left Florida.

  Is this for a different apartment? Is this just an old version?

  I had a hundred questions on my mind but only one important one, “So the clients loved it?”

  “Yeah!” Erik said while shrugging his shoulders.

  “Hmmm, okay,” I scratched my scruff trying to figure out what I should do.

  I need to find out which blueprint is the original one which means I have to go back to Florida for a few days since Walter won’t send me the originals. God forbid he trust the postal service. He has always been paranoid that someone was going to steal this idea. I shook my head from his unrealistic fear.