Last year I let a teenage stripper move into my spare bedroom.
After that craziness I swore off roommates.
But this year I decided to try again.
Worst case scenario?
I’d make some extra cash, get laid, maybe score some blog fodder.
So I posted an ad on Craigslist.
Finally I got an email from Hannah.
She seemed legit so we exchanged numbers and made plans for her to come by.
She strode confidently into my house the next day. Right on time.
A long-haired 20-year-old brunette. Sexy, short, and voluptuous. Big brown eyes, huge tits, and a thick round ass. Perfect teeth, delicate face, and a high feminine voice. Her creamy skin was pale, clear, and un-tattooed. Small belly made irrelevant by a very favorable boob to belly to hip ratio. She looked like an Anglo girl but was actually half-white and half-Mexican.
I showed her around and we chatted for a bit.
She told me she was a stripper.
She looked way too young and innocent for that line of work.
Still, that meant she’d likely have good money coming in.
“Is anyone else interested? Will you save the room for me?” she said.
No one else was interested. But she didn’t know that.
“We’ll see.” I said. “Just text me later, I’ll let you know.”
“I waaant it!” she said. “Save it for me!”
Her whining was making my dick hard…
“Ok, ok” I said, laughing as she left.
I knew I’d let her move in if she wanted to.
So I kept in touch via text.
After a few false starts she moved in about a week later.
Sure, she was kinda messy and often drunk. But she was also quiet and mostly kept to herself.
So it worked out alright.
But at the time I didn’t think she interested in me. I mean, almost three weeks of living together, and she’d given me zero action! So I figured we weren’t gonna fuck.
That changed when I was hanging out at home alone one evening.
Lounging on my couch. Putting the finishing touches on a new blog post.
I don’t drink often. But that night I was enjoying some hard apple cider.
Hannah was in the kitchen. Making dinner, drinking her own bottle of wine.
Everything seemed normal.
Except I noticed she was wearing just a t-shirt and panties.
That was interesting. She’d always kept herself fully clothed around me before.
“What are you doing tonight?” she said.
“I’ll just be here, working. No other plans.” I said.
“Oh. I’m going to the club to work.” she said.
“That’s cool.” I said.
She finished her dinner and went upstairs. Then after a few minutes she came back down again.
“Sooo, I’m not going to work tonight, after all.” she said. “Wanna hang out with me?”
“Sure.” I said. “We can watch a movie, but I’ve gotta finish this work first.”
She plugged her laptop into the TV. Watched a movie while I finished writing.
She also started throwing me subtle signals. Rubbing up against me. Lightly touching my leg. Maintaining eye contact a little too long. Something must’ve happened. Maybe a fight with her beta boyfriend.
I knew it was on that night. She was down to fuck.
So I saved my blog post and started paying attention to her.
We finished the movie, smoked a little pot, played some drinking games. Eventually the alcohol ran out.
We were both slightly drunk, and it was late. So instead of trying to bang her, I fell asleep!
We both slept for a while on opposite ends of the couch.
Then I woke up about half an hour later. My hand was on her foot; I started caressing her leg. But this was a bad angle. So I switched positions. Lay right behind her with my cock pressed up against her ass. Slowly started rubbing her head, hair, arms and belly. Then I began stroking her tits, caressing her ass and legs.
She didn’t respond at first. She was still asleep. So I stopped. Almost fell back asleep again. Suddenly she turned over, waking me up. Now she was on her back. Face right up next to mine. She parted her lips and began making tiny whimpering noises.
This was clearly my cue.
So I kissed her, and she kissed me back. I pulled her shirt up, revealing her glorious DD breasts. Sucked her bare tits while lightly choking her. She spread her legs for me; I grabbed her pussy hard with my right hand. Rubbed her wet clit through her panties until she’d soaked them through. Then I slid down between her legs, pulled her panties aside, and slid my tongue right up into her shaved snatch. She moaned, writhed, and pushed against my face while I licked her dripping pussy.
After a few minutes though, I’d had enough.
I wanted my dick sucked. So I sat her up on the couch. Stood between her spread legs, pulled my boxers off, and slid my cock into her mouth. She sucked me slowly at first, then let me pound her face hard. Then I knelt beside the couch. Grabbed her by the hips, pulled her toward me. She still had her panties on, so I yanked them aside and penetrated her raw dog style.
After a few minutes we stopped and went upstairs into my room. I finished what I’d started.
She didn’t want to cuddle when we were done, and she slept in her own bed that night.
We didn’t see each other for a few days after that. Just texted a little.
When we finally hung out again, we fucked. And we had sex a few more times after that.
But Hannah still had a boyfriend, along with a deep circle of thirsty male orbiters. So she felt guilty about fucking me. And she was spoiled for choice.
Even though our sex was solid, it wasn’t enough to keep her around long-term. She finished out her month and moved out.
I wasn’t surprised that I couldn’t lock her down.
She was an attractive young stripper in her prime, and I was competing with at least six other men.
Stay tuned for part two; I’ll break down Hannah’s impressive male harem.
Total Cost: Zero. Hannah paid me $700 for rent & utilities.
Time Spent: Almost three weeks before first lay, but less than two hours of “seduction” before sex.
Lesson Learned: Prepare for heavy male competition when dating & banging very young females.
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