04/05/2026
A few weeks ago my old flatmate moved out and gave her tenancy to our friend Michael. Michael is a nice guy but hes a bit messy, and religious. That's not a bad thing but it’s relevant later.
I was getting sick of asking him to clean up etc. and he’d get a bit judgy when I’d wear certain things. Like if I’d dress promiscuously for a night out he’d give me lectures as to why I shouldn’t.
Well one night I was trying on dresses, short slutty ones and I asked his opinion, as I would’ve with my old flatmate. He came into the room and started telling me how I shouldn’t wear things like that. Mid way through I got so sick of it that I just unzipped it and let it fall. I was now stood in front of him in my underwear and he covered his eyes and left the flat.
Well this set off an idea in my head. The more I was naked or near naked around the flat, the less he’d want to be here, and maybe it’d make him want to move out. So I moved my yoga to the living area. I told him I’d be doing naked yoga every morning, right around the time he needed to leave for work.
He told me this was unethical but I started doing it every morning in front of the big window overlooking the pavilion. This was so sexy and I started to get regular people watching which was hot too, but notably, no Michael all morning. It was so refreshing.
One evening I got back in only to find Michael sat on the sofa. He was completely naked. I was shocked. He greeted me and then asked how I am. He told me he took my idea about being naked, and loved how it felt so he was gonna start doing the same.
This would’ve been fine, but I wasn’t ready for how much I’d love the look of his body. I stripped and sat with him, but my eyes kept finding his body. He asked if I was okay and I told him I wasn’t expecting that. He laughed and pulled me in. He told me to kiss "it" and I was in a trance, so I’m not sure why I did, but I listened.
I got down on my knees, took him in my hand and started to kiss his shaft slowly. Sure enough his dick got harder, straighter and longer. By the time it had grown I was so wet. I asked if I could taste it and he let me.
And I ended up going down on him. He stopped me before he finished. He walked me to the bedroom, before putting me on the bed. He told me I’d been naughty lately, but he’d always win. I asked what about his religion and it turned out him wanting me to not go out slutty was just him being possessive, not a religious thing. He just wanted me to be his.
That alone was so hot that I grabbed him and pulled him onto the bed. I rubbed up and down his shaft and then got on top, and he slid right in. We fucked for the next 15 mins but this time when he tried to push me off I didn’t let him. He finished inside me.
Poster:
Melanee