**Title: Breaking Her In**

I never thought it would happen, but here we were—my virgin roommate, Emma, standing in the doorway of my bedroom, biting her lip like she was about to do something reckless. We’d been drinking, just a little, enough to loosen her up, and now she was staring at me like she wanted to devour me.

“Are you sure?” I asked, my cock already half-hard just from the way her tight little tank top hugged her tits.

She nodded, biting her lip harder. “I want to know what it feels like.”

Fuck. That was all I needed to hear.

I pulled her inside, my hands sliding around her waist as I kicked the door shut behind us. She was nervous—I could feel her trembling—but the way she leaned into me told me everything. I cupped her ass, squeezing, and she let out this soft little gasp that sent heat straight to my dick.

“Have you ever even touched yourself?” I murmured, my lips brushing her ear.

She shook her head, cheeks flushed.

“Jesus,” I groaned. “You’re gonna fucking love this.”

I kissed her, slow at first, savoring the way her lips parted for me like she’d been waiting her whole life for it. Then I deepened it, my tongue sliding into her mouth, and she moaned—this tiny, desperate sound that made me want to ruin her. My hands slid under her shirt, palming her tits, and she arched into my touch.

“Take this off,” I growled, tugging at her tank.

She obeyed, pulling it over her head, and fuck, she wasn’t wearing a bra. Her nipples were already hard, pink and perfect, and I wasted no time circling one with my thumb before sucking it into my mouth. She gasped, her hands tangling in my hair as I teased her with my tongue.

“You like that?” I asked, flicking my tongue over her nipple.

She whimpered, nodding, and I grinned against her skin.

I pushed her back onto the bed, watching as she spread her legs instinctively, her tight little shorts riding up her thighs. I hooked my fingers into the waistband, pulling them down, and there she was—completely bare, her pussy glistening already.

“You’re so fucking wet,” I groaned, running a finger through her folds.

She shuddered, her hips lifting off the bed, and I didn’t waste another second. I leaned down, licking a slow stripe up her cunt, and she cried out—loud, surprised, like she hadn’t expected it to feel this good.

“Oh my god,” she panted, her thighs tightening around my head.

I sucked her clit into my mouth, flicking it with my tongue, and her back arched off the bed. Her moans were fucking music—high and sweet, driving me wild—and I slipped two fingers inside her, loving how tight she was, how her walls clenched around me.

“Fuck,” I muttered, pumping my fingers in and out. “You gonna cum for me, Emma?”

She nodded frantically, her hands clawing at the sheets, and I curled my fingers, finding that sweet spot inside her. Her whole body jerked when I hit it, and then she was cumming, her pussy squeezing my fingers as she whimpered my name.

I didn’t give her time to recover. I stripped out of my clothes, my cock rock-hard, and she stared at it with wide eyes.

“Have you ever even seen one?” I asked, stroking myself.

She shook her head, but she didn’t look afraid—just hungry.

“Touch it,” I growled.

Her fingers wrapped around my shaft, tentative at first, then firmer as she explored. I groaned, thrusting into her grip, and she bit her lip like she wanted to taste me next.

“You can,” I said, reading her mind.

She leaned forward, licking the head of my cock, and I nearly lost it. Her mouth was clumsy, inexperienced, but fuck, the way her lips wrapped around me—hot and wet—was the best thing I’d ever felt. I let her suck me for a minute before pulling away.

“I want to be inside you,” I said, guiding her onto her back.

She nodded, breathless, and I positioned myself between her thighs, my cock pressing against her soaked entrance. I pushed in slowly, watching her face twist with pleasure and just a little pain as her tight cunt stretched around me.

“Fuck,” I hissed, bottoming out inside her. “You feel amazing.”

She moaned, her nails digging into my back as I started to move. I kept my pace slow at first, letting her adjust, but the way her hips rocked against mine told me she wanted more.

“Harder,” she begged, her voice wrecked already.

I obeyed, slamming into her, and her cries turned desperate. Her tits bounced with every thrust, her pussy clamping down on me like she was trying to milk me dry.

“You gonna cum again?” I panted, gripping her hips.

She nodded, her eyes fluttering shut, and I reached between us to rub her clit. She came instantly, her cunt pulsing around my cock, and that was all it took to push me over the edge. I groaned her name as I buried myself deep, filling her up, and she clung to me like she never wanted to let go.

When I finally pulled out, she was a mess—breathless, sweaty, her pussy still twitching.

I smirked. “Still a virgin?”

She laughed, shoving me weakly. “Shut up.”

I kissed her, slow and deep, knowing damn well this wouldn’t be the last time. Not even close.