My Son’s Roommate

by Red Rose Publishing

  “So you don’t love Bobby?”

  This time Loren’s laugh sounded more genuine. “God, no! And you don’t really love Shanna.”

  She must have been able to see Dave didn’t believe her because she continued explaining. “Love is overrated anyway. Sex is a lot cleaner and doesn’t include any heartache. But I guess you’re not ready to hear this either.”

  “I really do love Shanna,” Dave told her.

  Loren sighed. “Of course you do, but try to think about what I’ve said anyway.”

  She stood up and smoothed the robe down her slender body. “Now why don’t you go make some memories with Shanna, that you’ll wish you could share with Bobby when he starts telling you what I did to him tonight.”

  Chapter Four

  The night was very cold as Dave stood outside Shanna’s kitchen door waiting for her to answer his knock. His breath was visible in the air and he guessed that the temperature was well below freezing. He wore a dark overcoat with scarf, hat and gloves, but they really weren’t sufficient to keep out the chill when he wasn’t walking. It seemed a very long time before he heard someone hurrying across the kitchen and the door finally opened in front of him.

  “Brrrr, that’s cold,” Shanna said. “Hurry up and get in here.”

  She was dressed in a dark green silk robe over matching stockings and short nightgown and her brisk encounter with the New Year’s Eve air already had Shanna’s large nipples announcing their presence through the thin fabric. Cold as he was, Dave wasn’t ready to go inside.

  He caught hold of Shanna’s wrist and yanked her out into the backyard with him.

  “What?” she gasped, then started to struggle to get back in the kitchen. “The door!” she shouted. “The door is locked.”

  Dave stuck his left foot into the opening and caught the door before it could swing closed. With his hands, he pushed Shanna up against the door frame and began to kiss her, thrusting his tongue deep into her mouth.

  She resisted for a moment, then began to kiss him back.

  Dave fumbled to remove his gloves and then searched to find the kitchen side of the door knob and turn the lock. After that he made better use of those hands by pushing Shanna’s thin robe back off her shoulders and tossing the garment inside the house and onto the kitchen floor. His own coat got dropped into the backyard along with the scarf.

  Shanna tried to slip back into the house, but Dave caught her again and pulled her all the way outside. The door clicked firmly shut behind her. “That better be unlocked!” she threatened, before Dave resealed her mouth with kisses.

  His hands came up onto her breasts and covered her hard nipples.

  Shanna’s own hands were on his pants, unbuckling his belt and pushing his jeans and underwear down his legs. The cold evidently had the opposite effect on his cock, as it had had on her tits, leaving him shrunken and uncommonly small, but he was willing to bet that even at these temperatures Shanna could get him hard and ready to enter her.

  “It’s too cold out here,” she protested.

  Dave yanked her nightgown up over her head, letting her large breasts bounce free in front of him. Her thick nipples were swollen prominences rising off of dark puckered areole, and his greedy mouth could not decide which it wanted to suck harder on. He moved from one to the other and then back again, lavishing each engorged tit with his warm saliva before leaving it to freeze while he attacked the other nipple.

  Shanna hissed and grabbed his head, trying vainly to force Dave to keep his attention focused on one breast.

  He ignored her desires and continued feasting on all of her while his hands continued baring her body to the cold, rolling her panties and stockings down her legs. His mouth trailed down her stomach leaving a wet line to freeze on her flesh. Shanna’s hands clawed at his shirt so that he was as bare as she was and free to shiver in the cold air.

  His lips found her lower lips—cold despite the heat radiating from within her. He penetrated them with his tongue and tasted her insides.

  Shanna started shivering anew. “It is r-really too cold for this,” she said.

  Dave thrust his tongue deeper, burrowing his mouth between her lips so that the arctic cool penetrated with him and began to freeze her juices within her.

  She grunted with shock and pleasure. “You have to stop that!”

  Dave happily ignored her, bringing his icy hands up to tickle the smooth flesh of her inner thighs.

  Shanna thrust Dave’s head back away from her pussy and leapt for the door. Her hand turned the knob just as Dave reached out and snagged her ankle, but she hurled herself inside the house before he could haul her back.

  The truth was, Dave was not unhappy to escape the cold, so he let her fall easily to the floor and then began to play struggle with her, pretending to try and drag her back outside while he actually worked his own way up her body.

  Shanna kicked and squirmed until the door banged shut behind him.

  “Mmmmm,” Dave murmured as he pressed his lips against her soft inner thigh just above the knee. “You’re cold, but tasty—kind of like chocolate ice cream.”

  Still shivering, Shanna kicked at him again. “Of course, I’m cold! It’s freezing out there! What were you thinking?”

  “Mmmmm,” Dave repeated before kissing his way higher. “I guess I’ll have to warm you up again.”

  He slid further up her legs. Her thighs felt warm against his chest, but cool against his tongue. “Mmmmm, what have we here? I didn’t notice outside in the dark and cold, but you’ve shaved for me. And look at your poor little clit standing alone with no bush to keep her warm.”

  His hot tongue flicked out and teased the cold little nub of flesh.

  Shanna trembled.

  He did it again, provoking an even stronger response, which sent an excited thrill down his own body straight to his cold shriveled cock. He wished that she would roll him over and swallow him. His poor penis was so damn cold he could barely feel it anymore, but Shanna’s hot lips and skilled tongue would have the blood pulsing in his dick again in no time.

  Dave brought his mouth down harder on his lover’s clit and slid his finger past her cold labia inside of her.

  Shanna squirmed excitingly making him bear down hard with both his finger and his mouth. His tongue lapped her sweet passion, making him change his mind. He didn’t want her to roll him over so she could simply go down on him, he wanted her to straddle his body so they could sixty-nine. He wanted his cock hard and hot again, thrusting deep into her mouth while she slathered his face with her juices and squeezed his cheeks with her thighs as she started to cum.

  Shanna bucked beneath his ministrations, lifting his face high into the air before letting him ride her clit back to the ground. Dave took advantage of the moment to take in the rest of her beautiful body—her soft breasts bouncing beneath her flushed and gasping face. He’d had no idea that Shanna was so close to cumming—no idea that she was riding the edge of an orgasm beneath his mouth—but there was no denying the desperate urgency in her eyes and the rapid tempo that described the breath racing in and out of her mouth.

  His finger slipped out of her as both hands dove beneath her ass to dig deep into the gyrating flesh. Simultaneously, he drove his mouth even harder against her flesh where he could suck her fully up into him and trap the sensitive nub with his very sharp teeth.

  Shanna screeched in pure unadulterated ecstasy.

  Her bucking hips tried to fling him to the ceiling while her fingers simultaneously pulled him tighter against her pussy. Her thighs clasped on either side of his face, trapping Dave’s lips exactly where he wanted them to be. He kept right on sucking, provoking a second and even better scream, before Shanna’s pleasure turned into a single, jagged, high-pitched squeal of ecstasy.

  Chapter Five

  Shanna finally kicked Dave away and rolled over onto her stomach so he couldn’t get to her pussy.

  Dave rose up on his knees, intending to force the issue with his ragi
ng hard on, but to his intense embarrassment his penis dangled limp and small in front of him.

  “Oh, you poor baby,” Shanna said. “Do you need a little help to get ready?”

  She slithered closer to him, an intensely erotic sight as her naked breasts slid across the floor.

  Her breath was hot and moist as her mouth hovered half an inch away from his shriveled cock and testicles. “I didn’t know you could get this tiny,” she whispered. “In the past you’ve been so powerful, so commanding!”

  Dave’s voice was hoarse with longing. “Let’s see how powerful I get when you start sucking on me!”

  Shanna smiled. She was clearly enjoying the fact that now she was the one in control. “Let’s see now,” she said. “Do I really want to do that.”

  Dave pressed his shrunken dick against her dark lips.

  Shanna pulled back, startled. “Oh my God, it’s like an icicle.”

  An uncontrollable shiver worked its way up Dave’s body as Shanna’s comment made him recognize how cold he really was.

  Shanna took the tiny penis in her hand, warming him within her fingers. She stuck out her dark tongue and leaned closer to him. Her eyes were on his face as her mouth approached, silently promising him intense satisfaction.

  Dave’s whole body began to tremble.

  Shanna dragged the length of her tongue up the head of Dave’s shrunken cock. Her flesh was moist, hot and wonderful.

  His hands clenched and unclenched.

  He couldn’t take his eyes off Shanna’s mouth where it hovered near the head of his frozen dick.

  She licked him again, swirling her tongue around the sensitive rim before spiraling up to the eye. Her thumb caressed the newly moistened head and at long last life returned to Dave’s icy flesh and his tiny penis stirred within Shanna’s hand.

  His trembles became a deep shudder and Shanna’s smile grew radiant. “So you do want to stand up and play,” she told his penis.

  She moved her tongue down onto his short shaft, teasing the soft, lose flesh; encouraging Dave’s blood to rush back in to make him proud again.

  She sucked each of his hairy balls, massaging the huge testicles with her mouth, making Dave bite his lip to stifle a moan.

  He was no longer small in her hand, but nowhere near his full length and girth. His growing size stirred Dave to action so he cupped Shanna’s face and guided her mouth back to the head of his thickening penis. She didn’t have to be forced. She wanted him long and hard within her again and was happy to do anything she could to help.

  Her lips fully engulfed him for the first time since Thanksgiving vacation and her tongue began to work its magic. No longer frozen from Dave’s backyard stunt, his dick was quick to respond to her ministrations. He continued to cup her face as she began to move up and down upon him and his cock rapidly hardened in her mouth.

  In seconds, Dave was too big for Shanna to fully engulf him. His fat mushroom head stretched her lips wider apart while the glistening veins of his shaft swelled into taut cords of barely restrained passion. His breathing grew ragged as his once small penis transformed into ten inches of hardened steel. He could feel the cum stirring in his balls and working its way into the base of his shaft. They’d have to make a decision soon. Was Shanna going to finish blowing him or was he going to roll her over on to her back and rock in the New Year by exploding in her pussy?

  Shanna let go of him and straightened up. “What was that?”

  Dave had noticed nothing except the ever increasing pleasure in the head of his swollen cock. “What was what?” he asked as he wrapped his arms around her and tried to push her back down on the floor. His erection poked up at the underside of her delightfully soft breasts but he really wanted to slide it deep into her hot tight pussy.

  “I think it was a car door,” Shanna whispered. She was completely ignoring his advances. “Could Stevie be home already?”

  Dave didn’t think there was any possibility of that happening. “It’s not even midnight yet,” he assured her before dropping his mouth down to suck on her puckered tit.

  A key rattled in the front door lock causing both of them to freeze for a moment like deer startled by a car’s headlights.

  The key rattled again as someone opened the second lock.

  “Oh crap,” Dave whispered as Shanna snatched up her robe. “Our clothes are all outside.”

  “Down in the basement,” Shanna hissed and she was up and running with the speed of fear.

  Dave jumped up after her, his rigid cock still jutting out in front of him.

  The front door opened. “Mom,” Stevie called out. “I’m home! Things were going great until Jackson’s new girlfriend suddenly showed up.”

  Shanna was already halfway down the basement stairs and struggling to pull the robe on. Dave flicked the light switch on and followed her, leaving the door ajar.

  Shanna turned back to look up the stairs, her eyes showing her feeling of betrayal. “No lights!” she hissed.

  Dave slipped past her on the steps. “If she doesn’t find you home she’s going to freak out. It’s only me we have to hide.

  “Mom?” Stevie called again.

  Dave did not wait for Shanna’s reply. His bare feet hit the concrete floor and he ran to hide behind the water heater. He watched Shanna come off the stairs fastening the belt of her robe as she walked over to the washer and dryer.

  “I’m down here, Stevie!” she called out.

  Dave pulled further back behind the water heater. It really wasn’t a very good hiding place, but he didn’t see any place else he could go.

  “Are you in the basement, Mom?” Stevie called down the steps.

  Dave noticed a bare hanging light bulb just a few feet away from him. If he could turn it off he would substantially lessen the chances that Stevie would spot him. He slipped out of his hiding place, drawing a stern glare from Shanna, and reached up and pulled the little fixture’s chain.

  Darkness enveloped about a third of the basement and Dave slipped back behind the water heater. The concrete was cold beneath his feet, but the excitement of the moment kept his erection hard and full in front of him.

  Stevie started to come down the stairs. “Mom?”

  Too late Shanna seemed to realize that she should have cut Stevie off by going back up to the kitchen to meet her. With a last frightened glance toward Dave, she hurried over to the foot of the stairs. “Stevie? What are you doing home? It’s not even midnight yet.”

  “I have had the worst night!” Stevie said as she stepped past her mother into the basement. “What are you doing down here?”

  “Laundry,” Shanna lied.

  “On New Year’s Eve?”

  Dave had a pretty good view of the two women—which made him nervous. He wanted to back further away, but was afraid of bumping into something and making noise. He was going to look like such a pervert if Stevie caught sight of him. He couldn’t even lose his damn erection.

  “I guess I don’t live as exciting a life as you do,” Shanna answered Stevie.

  “Well my old year just ended with a whimper,” her daughter answered. “I guess I can help you with the laundry.”

  Shanna’s shoulders slumped as Stevie walked over to the washer and dryer, but then she stiffened her spine as if determining to brazen it out.

  “That’s a pretty sexy robe you have on,” Stevie noted. Dave could clearly see a sly smile pushing up the corners of her mouth. “I can’t tell for sure but it doesn’t look like your wearing anything underneath it.”

  Shanna ducked her head in embarrassment. The angle wasn’t good enough for Dave to tell for sure but he suspected she was also blushing.

  “There isn’t supposed to be anyone home to notice what I’m wearing,” Shanna said. Then she made an obvious effort to change the subject. “So who is this Jackson?”

  “A guy I knew in high school,” Stevie said. “You’d like him. He’s tall, white, and handsome. He’s also got very big hands and his fingers are ver
y strong.”

  “TMI,” Shanna protested, pretending to ward off the words with her hands.

  “Well that’s what you get for changing the subject,” Stevie laughed. “Now do you want me to tell you what Jackson was doing with those big strong hands when his possessive little girlfriend found us? Or do you want to tell me why you’re really dressed only in a robe? Were you thinking of slipping naked into the bed in the guestroom while you think about Bobby’s hunky roommate?”

  Shanna’s face could have given everything away. She actually looked back over her shoulder toward Dave’s hiding place. But fortunately, Stevie already thought she knew what was making her mother uncomfortable. “That’s it! Isn’t it?” Stevie squealed. “You were in his room thinking about what it would be like to fuck him.”

  “Stevie, please—”

  “It’s okay, Mom,” Stevie assured her. “I think it’s great! So which would you like to do more: ride him like a cowgirl or let him take you like a dog?”

  “Stevie!”

  But Shanna’s daughter could not be stopped. “I’d kind of like to play cowgirl on him myself,” she confided. “I was thinking about it tonight, but Bobby got all possessive on me. Hey, you don’t think-”

  “No!” Shanna cut her off. “I definitely do not.”

  Stevie started laughing again. “Me neither! Not with the way he’s always watching us. I think Dave is one super horny guy who’s just a little too shy to know what to do about it. Do you think we should help him out? Show him the ropes?”

  Dave’s cock was harder than ever now and he stroked it while he listened to the women. It was so damn exciting! Two gorgeous women wanted to fuck him. He kept having to suppress the urge to step out from behind the water heater and proposition them both. Fortunately, he had enough commonsense left to realize that sort of threesome was never going to happen.

  Shanna and Stevie had apparently forgotten all about the laundry. “Do you really think he wants both of us?” Shanna asked.

  “Yeah, Mom,” Stevie confirmed. “I mean, believe it or not, you’re hot, and I’m, well I’m not bad either.”