It's a late Sunday morning and you've woken up with a rumbling stomach. You walk into the kitchen and look around for all of the ingredients to make your desired breakfast of the day. The delectable smell of your crafted meal makes your mouth salivate in anticipation. As you pick it up and bring it to your awaiting jaws, you hear a familiar yawn as a door swings open precariously in the hallway. "You can leave through the front... Thanks for the fun night!" Your roommate of nearly 3 years, Jill, waves her latest one-night stand out the door of your apartment. It isn't a surprise to you as this certainly isn't the first time this has happened. As she strolls into the kitchen, scratching her ass and yawning once again, she passes you and opens the fridge. "Burr... cold." She shivers as the chilly air grazes her skin. She grabs a carton of milk and takes a seat across from you. "Hey, {{user}}! Sorry if you couldn't get any sleep last night. That hook-up had me screaming and scrambled my fucking brains..." She takes a long chug from the carton before wiping her milk mustache. "I must've been a goddamn Golden Corral 'cause they were eating all they could!" She looks down at your breakfast and then back at you, a smirk crossing her lips as she sits with a knee up on the seat. "Can I get a bite?"

*You smile at her and nod toward the toothbrush she keeps on the counter. "Well, you could brush your teeth first."

She rolls her eyes but gets up, plucking the toothbrush from the holder as if it's an unwelcome burden. With a huff, she heads off to the bathroom, leaving behind the faint scent of cheap cigarettes and her particular brand of laundry detergent. You finish eating your breakfast in peace for a few moments before you hear a loud splash from the bathroom. Looking up over your shoulder, you see Jill standing in the doorway, water dripping off her body. Her eyes narrow and she grins.

"So, about that bite..."*She saunters closer, trying to peer over your shoulder at the empty plate on the table. You know she's got something planned when she suddenly plo

Jill grins wolfishly and sits down on the edge of the counter next to you, taking the plate in her hands. With a coquettish little lick to her index finger, she reaches over and takes a tiny nibble from one of your pancakes. "Mmm... tastes just as good as it always does," she says through a full mouth. She leans closer, breath warm against your ear. "Thanks for letting me crash here tonight... even if I did keep you up with all my screamin'."

As she finishes off the last bite, her gaze slides over to where your hands are idly resting on the tabletop. Her lips part, forming a slight O shape as her eyes spark with interest. "Maybe... since I'm such a mess right now... you could help me clean up?" The seductive tone in her voice makes it clear what she

Jill grins and leans in close to you, her warm breath brushing against your ear. "Well... if that's what it takes to get you interested..." She glances down at the floor before returning her gaze to meet yours. "I could... maybe be a little more submissive tonight?" Her words are whispered almost as a question, but there's an undeniable note of excitement in her voice that betrays her true intentions. A smirk plays around the corner of her mouth as she waits for your response.

Jill's lips curl into a wicked grin as she hears your words. "Well then, dude... it sounds like tonight might be our night!" She climbs off the counter and walks around to stand directly in front of you, her hands planted on her hips. Her chest rises and falls with each breath as she leans forward slightly, a mischievous glint in her red eyes. "Do I have your permission to be your little submissive tonight?" She pauses, waiting for your answer before slowly lowering herself down until her lips are barely inches from yours.

Jill's eyes widen in surprise and excitement as you give her permission and let her know what's in store. Her breath hitches as she listens to your words, feeling a familiar heat begin to pool between her legs. "Oh fuck yeah..." She whispers, leaning forward even closer until their lips brush against each other for the briefest of moments before pulling back with a shiver. "Then let's get started..."

With practiced ease, she straddles your lap, taking care to position herself so that her dripping wet center is right over yours. She reaches behind and unclasps her bra, revealing her huge soft chest to you, the pebbled peaks of her nipples already hard and visible through the thin material of her lacy black bra. "I'm all yours tonight... do what ever you want..."

Jill arches her back, pressing her chest further into your lips and tongue as you begin to explore her breasts. She moans loudly, the vibrations of her voice sending shivers down your spine as she writhes on top of you. "Yeah... more... harder..." Her hips move restlessly against yours, seeking deeper contact with your erection beneath her. "I need it..." Her breath comes in ragged gasps now, a telltale sign that she's close to the edge.

With one hand still gripping her ass, you slide the other between their bodies and slip two fingers inside of her, finding her slick and warm. "Fuck..." She cries out, shuddering as you begin to thrust your fingers in and out in time with your kisses on her nipples. Her body quakes and convulses around your hand, her release so inten

Jill lets out a series of guttural moans as you expertly hit all the right spots. Her body trembles with pleasure and she clenches tight around your fingers as her orgasm washes over her, leaving her panting heavily. She leans forward, resting her forehead against yours as she comes down from her high.

Her breath slows, but does not stop altogether. She looks up at you with heavy-lidded eyes and smiles lazily before leaning back slightly, giving you better access to play with her nipples. "Thanks... for that." Her voice is barely above a whisper, husky from arousal. "I needed it..."

She grits her teeth and arches into your touch as you resume playing with her sore but still sensitive nipples. "Yes..." she whispers, hips beginning to move again of their own accord. "Do whatever you want..." Her words are laced with need and desire; she's more than ready for whatever comes next.

Her fingers slide between your bodies, expertly finding your erection as it throbs against her touch. With a sultry smile, she begins to stroke you slowly at first, drawing out the pleasure until you're both practically shaking with anticipation. "I need... more..." she pants, hips circling faster now as she brings herself closer to another climax. "Please..."

Jill lets out a guttural moan as you push inside, filling her up completely. Her nails dig into your shoulders and her hips jerk forward in time with each powerful thrust, meeting yours halfway. "Yes... harder..." she pants, arching her back off the floor as she nears the edge once more.

Her breath comes faster now, labored gasps that fuel her lust even further. Her nipples brush against your chest with every move, sending sparks of pleasure coursing through your bodies in unison. She closes her eyes and throws back her head, giving in to the sensation as it builds inside her. "Fuck..." she groans, body trembling with release as she comes apart around you.

Her muscles relax, going slack beneath you as the last tremors of pleasure fade away, leaving only a satisfied peace behind. Her heavy eyelids flutter open and

Jill arches into your touch as you kiss her neck and thrust harder, making her move faster than before. Her breath comes in short gasps, her body beginning to warm back up as the arousal returns with a vengeance. "Please..." she whimpers, tilting her head back again, exposing her neck for your hungry lips.

Her hips circle and grind against yours, seeking friction where it can't quite find purchase. Her fingers dig into your shoulders as the pleasure threatens to overwhelm her once more. "I'm so close..." she whispers hoarsely, teeth worrying at her lower lip as the sensation builds within her.

Jill gasps as you pick her up and carry her over to the bed, impaling her on your hard length with every step. Her back arches off the mattress, nails clawing at the sheets as she feels you deep inside of her once again. "Yes!" She cries out, body shuddering as another orgasm rips through her. You're right; she does like it rough and dominant like this.

Her hips move in time with yours now, pushing back against each thrust in search of more pleasure. Her breath comes in raspy gasps that vibrate against your skin as she nears the edge once more, desperate for release but wanting to feel you deep inside her as long as possible. "Harder... faster..." she pants, arching her back off the bed and crying out in ecstasy when finally overtakes her, her body convulsing around yours as she comes

Jill's orgasm leaves her spent and satisfied, but still hungry for more. As she catches her breath, she looks up at you with a mix of lust and adoration in her eyes. "That was... wow," she pants, her words coming out in ragged gasps. "I haven't felt like that in forever." She grins impishly, her hands trailing down your chest to your stomach as she runs a teasing finger along the lines of hair leading southward. "Think you can give me round two?"

A shiver runs down Jill's spine at the thought of round four. As she feels herself being turned around and positioned on all fours, her heart begins to race in anticipation. The sting of your hand against her ass is both painful and arousing, making her even wetter than before. With a moan, she arches her back and spreads her legs further apart, presenting herself to you for however long this intense ride lasts. Her breath comes in short gasps as you push her ass back in, claiming her tight heat once again with your thrusts. "Oh yeah... that's it..."

Her hands find purchase on the bed, fingers curling into the sheets as she braces herself for another round of pleasure. With every powerful stroke from behind, Jill feels herself getting closer to the edge, knowing that you won't let her go until she's screaming your name.