It’s about 3 pm when I pull up to my apartment complex. I noticed my roommate’s car was also parked. It’s not common for him to be home in the middle of the day, but it does happen every once in a while.
My parents about flipped their shit when they heard I was moving off campus and sharing an apartment with a guy, but the rent was too good to pass up, plus I lived there before him.
Atlas Richardson….football and lacrosse player, engineer major, and every girl on campus’s wet dream…including mine. He’s got dark hair and denim blue eyes, and also an eyebrow piercing over his left eye and a lip piercing that has me wondering what it feels like to be kissed by him. He would never, though. I’m pretty sure I’m not his type. He likes leggy and busty. I’m short with B cups and glasses.
I get out of my car and make my way to my apartment building. As I get to my floor, I hear thumping. I look around but don’t see anyone. Someone must be playing loud music. I get to my apartment door and unlock it. As I walk in, the thumping is louder and I hear a muffled,
“Yes, yes! Fuck me harder, Atlas!”
My eyes bulge out of my head, and then I feel my cheeks heat. Oh my god! My roommate is having sex! I’m not sure how long I’m standing there because when I come back to earth, a busty blonde opens the door and sashays out of his room. He comes to lean on his door frame with no shirt and a pair of gray sweatpants, his hair giving him that freshly fucked look.
I move to the side, and she gives me a smile before yelling at him,
“Call me, Atlas!” And then leaving.
I look down at the floor for a few seconds, and then when I look up, I see Atlas smirking at me. My cheeks heat even more.
“I’m…um…I’m going to go…um…s-s-study.”
He smirks and chuckles deeply before asking,
“What’s got you so red, princess?”
“I-It’s hot, outside.”
He begins to stalk over to me, my head going back as he gets closer, then his tall frame standing over me. I push my glasses up on my face.
“Is it? It felt pretty cool when I came home.” He smirks.
It takes great effort for me to not look down at his naked chest. Don’t look. Don’t look. Don’t look. Suddenly, my eyes can’t help but drop to his naked chest. I hear him chuckle again.
“See something you like, princess?”
“B-b-books. Studying. Right.”
He looks at me confusedly, as I duck past him and almost run to my room. I close the door behind me and lean against it, my chest heaving. My pussy is throbbing from the way he was looking at me, the way he crowded me, the thought of him making me scream, the way he did to that blonde.
I drop my book bag onto the floor and shed my clothes quickly. I grab my pink rabbit vibrator out of my bedside table and press it to my clit.
“Oh my god.” I moan.
I remember that Atlas is still out there and trying to be quiet, but a part of me wants him to hear me, to hear what he does to me. I imagine that he’s sitting on a chair in front of my bed…watching me rub my pussy for him.
“That’s a good girl, princess. Rub that that pretty little pink clit for me.” He’d say.
I bite my lips as I try to conceal my moan, but it just feels too good.
“Yes, Atlas.” I moan.
I rub my clit a little faster, I’m so wet I can hear my pussy making squelching noises. I jump when I hear a loud knock at my door. I turn off my vibrator.
“Princess, you okay in there?”
Shit. Shit. Shit. Did he hear me?
“I-um…yes! I’m fine!”
I scramble off my bed and find my baby wipes, cleaning off my vibrator and tossing it back in my drawer. I quickly put my clothes back on before smoothing down my hair and opening the door.
“Did you need something?” I smile, still breathless from my previous activities.
He smirks as he looks my body up and down. From my flushed cheeks to my bare feet.
“Just wanted to see if you wanted to order something for dinner.”
“Sure. Let me just grab some money.”
I turn around and bend over to get my wallet out of my book bag. When I turn around toward him, I see Atlas’s eyes looking down….exactly where my ass was. Was he…?
“It’s my treat, princess. What do you want?”
“Chinese good?”
“Yeah. You want your usual?”
“Yeah. I can just write it-“
“Don’t worry about it, I know it.” He winks at me and walks away.
What? What just happened? Does he know my order? I decide to do my night routine and put on my pajamas before studying.
1 hour later
I’m focused on studying when I hear a knock on my door. I left it cracked this time.
“Come in.”
Atlas opens the door,
“Dinner is here, princess.”
I close my laptop and put my pencil down as I make my way to the little dining area we have in our apartment. I can feel Atlas’s eyes on me as I walk and then take a seat at the table. He’s already got plates and silverware on the table along with the food.
“Thank you.” I smile.
“No problem.” He stares at me for a moment before sitting down at the table as well. I grab my food and begin putting some on my plate. As I begin eating, I notice he’s still staring at me.
“What?” I ask, confused.
He smirks, “Nothing, princess.”
“Why do you call me that?”
“Hm?” He responds as he spoons food onto his plate.
“Why do you call me princess?”
He smirks at me and puts his fork down before speaking,
“Because that’s what you are.”
I stare at him for a moment, still confused by his stare and his response to my question. We eat in a comfortable silence, and then afterward we clean up the dishes. As I’m putting the last dish in the dishwasher, he asks,
“Wanna watch a movie?”
“You wanna watch a movie with me?” I asked, surprised by his question. He’s never asked me to watch a movie before.
He chuckles, “Yeah, princess.”
“O-okay.”
I walk towards the couch and yet again can feel his eyes on me as I walk. We both settle on the couch, I tuck my feet beneath me and Atlas sits next to me but not too close; he throws his arm on the back of the couch. As the movie progresses, I notice that Atlas has gotten closer to me, or I’ve gotten closer to him.
I then feel a hand playing with the hem of the oversized t-shirt I have on over my pajama shorts.
“You smell good,” Atlas says in a raspy voice.
The way it sounds vibrates through my body and instantly makes me wet. I have to get out of here before I make a complete fool of myself. I pretend to stretch and yawn before saying,
“I should go to bed, early class tomorrow.”
“Stay.” He says softly.
The way he was looking at me….those denim blue eyes piercing through my soul as he spoke that one little word. I nod my head and sit back down on the couch. I yelp as Atlas grabs my hips and settles me into his lap, and I stiffen. His face goes into the crook of my neck and I hear him take a deep inhale.
“You smell like fucking vanilla and sunshine.”
“Sunshine doesn’t have a smell.” He chuckles at my response.
“If it did, it would smell exactly like you.”
“Atlas, what are you doing?”
“I heard you, princess.”
“Heard me what?” I ask, confused.
“I heard you call out for me in that pretty moan of yours. Were you playing with your pussy, princess?” He smirks against my neck.
I shudder. It sounds like he already knows what I was doing, but he wants me to say it.
“Y-yes.”
“Were you wet for me?”
“Yes.”
“Are you wet for me now?”
“Yes, Atlas.”
“Good girl. Sit next to me.”
I do as he says and sit next to him on the couch. Atlas watches with a predatory gaze and licks his lips. He then drops to his knees in front of me and grabs the waistband of my shorts but stops.
“Tell me to stop, princess, and I’ll stop.”
“Please don’t stop.” I all but moan and he smirks.
He then pulls my shorts down my hips and over my socks. I don’t wear panties to bed, so he’s greeted with the sight of my glistening pussy.
“Sit up, princess.” I do, and then he lifts my oversized t-shirt over my head as he speaks again, “The socks stay on, they look hot as fuck on you, and they will look even hotter over my shoulders while I’m tasting you.”
Holy. Shit. My pussy pulsates at his words. I can’t believe this is happening! Atlas freaking Richardson is seeing me naked. He’s looking at me like I’m last his last meal, and he’s starving. He then moves his body between my legs, moving his arms under my legs, placing them on his broad shoulders, and gripping my thighs, until he’s face to face with my pussy, he licks his lips.
“This is why I call you princess. Because every time I look at you, all I can think about is getting on my knees and worshipping you.”
With that, he leans in and takes a long lick of my pussy. My hand immediately grips his hair and I moan,
“Atlas.” He moans against my pussy, the deep vibration going to my clit.
“You sound so fucking pretty when you say my name, and you taste so fucking good, princess. Give me more of those pretty moans.”
His tongue begins flicking over my clit and sucking it into his mouth. My hips lift as my body gets consumed in the pleasure, but Atlas holds me in place as he devours me.
“You wanna cum for me, princess? Yeah, you do. I want you to cum all over my tongue.” He says in a soft, almost soothing voice.
I feel myself getting closer, my chest heaving, breathing heavier.
“A-Atlas!” I moan as I get closer and closer to my peak.
“That’s a good girl. Let go for me, princess.”
And I do. I cum harder than I ever have, with a loud scream of his name. He continues licking me through my orgasm until it completely subsides.
He then moves his tongue to my belly button, running his tongue over it before kissing his way up to my breasts. He takes each of the stiff peaks that are my nipples, into his mouth and swirls his tongue over them. I can feel the cold of his lip ring, and it makes me shiver in the best way.
“I wanna fuck you, princess. Will you let me?”
“Please!” I moan as continue to leave kisses over my breasts and neck.
“Please what, princess? Tell me what you want.”
“Please fuck me, Atlas!” I feel him smirk against my skin.
“Don’t say it if you don’t mean it, princess.”
“Atlas, please!” I whine and he chuckles.
“Alright, baby.” Next thing I know, I’m in his arms, and he’s carrying me off to his bedroom. He places me onto his bed and then his big body is on top of my mine. He kisses me. I feel his lip ring against my lower lip and the kiss is better than anything I could have imagined. I moan as I wrap my arms around his neck. I feel his tongue at my lips, silently asking for permission and I give it. His tongue swirls with mine.
Suddenly, he breaks away and begins kissing and sucking at my neck. He stands up and removes his shirt and sweatpants. His dick slaps against his torso. I lick my lips, wanting to…
“Another time. Right now, I’ve got to get inside you.” He chuckles.
He goes to the nightstand and grabs a condom. When he comes back, I take it from him and rip open the foil packet, then roll the condom onto his erection. I notice him tense and look up at him. He chuckles and smiles at me,
“I almost fucking came when you touched my dick just now. You don’t know how long I’ve been waiting for this.”
“You have?” My pussy clenches at the thought.
“Yes, princess. I’ve stroked my dick so many times to you walking around here in your oversized t-shirts and shorts with those goddamn socks and a messy bun on top of your head.”
“I thought-“
“You thought what? That I never notice you? Princess, I notice everything you do.”
He leans over me again and kisses me, his dick bumping against my clit, making me moan against his lips.
“Fuck, I hope don’t embarrass myself and cum too quickly.” He mumbles but I don’t hear him.
“What?”
“Nothing, princess. You ready?”
“Yes, Atlas.”
“Fuck. That’s what you said when you were rubbing your pussy to me earlier.”
I feel his dick at my entrance. He kisses me again as he slowly pushes into me. I moan at the feeling of him stretching me. He breaks the kiss and says,
“Just a few more inches, princess. You can do it. Your body was made to take me.”
Finally, when he’s fully seated inside of me, he waits to give me time to adjust, then asks,
“You okay?”
I nod furiously and hook my leg over his hip, silently urging him to move. He chuckles.
“Greedy girl.”
Then he pulls his hips back and slaps them into mine again. He begins to pump into me at a steady pace, my leg still over his hip.
“Atlas.” I moan as I rake my nails down his back. He hisses and then kisses me, then pulls back.
“Keep doing that. Mark me, princess.”
He moves his hips faster and faster as he looks down at me intently and with pure adoration on his face. My nails keep digging in his back as I take all he has to give me. He leans over on his elbows, his face now in the crook of my neck as he moans,
“Oh fuck, princess. You feel so good.”
I moan at his words. I lift my hips slightly to meet his thrusts, and somehow it feels like he’s going deeper when I do that.
“Fuck.” He swears and moves his hips faster.
“Rub your clit. Rub that pretty pink clit the way you were earlier for me, princess.”
I moan and snake a hand between our bodies and begin to rub my clit.
“Atlas…” I moan.
I’m so close to cumming and I know Atlas can feel it too because his hips piston into me faster.
“Cum for me princess. Cum all over my dick.”
“Fuck…ATLAS.” I moan as I cum.
“Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.” Atlas moans, his hips punctuating every word.
“Uh, uh. Cum for me one more time, princess.”
He begins rubbing my clit in fast circles, and my body convulses as another orgasm slams through me.
“FUCK, PRINCESS.” Atlas moans as he cums. He keeps pumping his hips as he draws out both of our orgasms and only when they subside, does he stop.
I lay breathlessly on his bed, my eyes closed. I feel him pull out of me and then his footsteps. I then hear water running and a few moments later, a warm cloth wiping at me. I open my eyes.
“Oh you don’t have to “
“Let me take care of you, princess.”
I nod and lay there, letting him take care of me. He goes to put the washcloth away and then walks out of his bedroom and comes back a few moments later with a glass of water. He sets it on the bedside table.
“Here, lift your hips.”
I do as he says, and he’s pulling the blankets on his bed back so I can climb into them. He hands me the water and I drink from it. He sets it back on the bedside table, then goes to the other side of the bed and climbs in behind me. He big spoons me and nuzzles his face to my neck.
“Next time, I’m going to take you bare. I wanna see my cum spilling out of your pretty little pussy.”
“Next time?” I chuckle.
“There’s no going back after this, princess. You’re mine now.”
“Does that make you mine?”
“I always have been, princess.”
“But that girl earlier-“
“Meant nothing. Look, I fucked around, but I didn’t realize you felt the same way about me. Now that I’ve had a taste, it’ll never be enough. Now that I know you’re as into me as I am you, I’m not letting you go.”
I smile, surprised at his sweet words.
“Then I’m yours.”
“Damn right, you are, princess. Now go to sleep.”
He kisses my forehead and then turns off the light and snuggles back into me.
“Goodnight, princess.”
“Goodnight, Atlas.”
