My Cougar Roommates

Like any typical University student, Keith wanted his own place. Nothing fancy, nothing shit, just somewhere liveable for him to crash, away from home.

Less said about home the better, I hope you don't mind me skipping the edgy teen backstory and get into the good part right?

Anyway, it should come as no surprise to find that Keith was house hunting ever since he was 16, best to stay on top of these scenarios before they get out of hand. Having said that, finding suitable living commodities for a British student near his University and his workplace is easier said on paper than it is done in practice.

As soon as he reached 18, Keith took up a job offer at the Fish 'n Chips shop nearest his University campus, and by "nearest" I mean a bus ride away. With that, the search for an apartment was narrowed down to being in an area local to the two.

After a month of searching Keith finally struck gold. He received notice that a flat set slap dab in the middle of both work station and educational facility, making the distance between the two a 10 minute walk in either direction, had a spare room open and looking for another resident to fill it in.

Keith almost danced in joy upon seeing the notice. After looking up the details, the only deterrent that bothered him was that the flat was already occupied by two other residents. While the prospect of sharing a home with someone else bothered him, he knew this was the best offer he was ever going to get and that he couldn't afford to be picky. The rent wasn't anything special; not too costly, not too cheap and it was in a location near the two places he needed to be in the next two or three years.

Making note of the phone number in the notice details, Keith made up his mind, fished out his phone from his jeans and dialled...

Danica was drying herself, having left the shower, when her phone began playing Babycakes at full blast. Wearing nothing but a thong she snatched at the silver handheld and checked the number that popped up; not someone she knew that's for certain.

Her face lit up after a moment; maybe it was someone calling about the room!

She swiped the green icon at the bottom of the screen and held the phone to her moist hair.

"Hiya" she called cheerfully. She wanted to make as good an impression as she could.

"Um...hi" came the tentative reply "Sorry to bother you but um...I was calling about the room vacancy you have?"

Danica took a moment longer to answer, she wasn't expecting a guy to answer, especially not one so young sounding. It was an unexpected surprise, though not an unwelcome one. Was this some incredible good luck or what?

While she was contemplating her sudden fortune, the young man's voice on the speaker brought her back to reality.

"Excuse me? Did I get the wrong number? This is the flat with the vacancy right?"

"Oh...yes, yes! Of course!" She exclaimed, more to wake herself up more than anything.

Focus Danica, you got a big fish here!

"Sorry it's just...I wasn't really expecting a man to call about the room..."

A slight pause on the other end, drat! Did she steer him off?

"Oh...um...ok. So you don't want me to..."

"Oh no! Don't misunderstand! It's just...you know how it is these days, with guys wanting a place for themselves and all..."she said dismissively as she threw herself onto the bed, kicking her feet up behind her as she rested her bare chest onto the warm duvet.

"So, you want to come live with little ol' me?"

"Um...I guess I do!" Came the same nervous reply, how cute; he was a shy one, Danica couldn't help but giggle at his uneasy answer.

"You ok? You sound a little jumpy"

"Sorry, I'm just not used to phone interviews, I do better face to face."

"Well I promise a more intimate encounter when you come over next week" she let that one word drip with suggestion; the slight pause that followed indicated he heard it too.

But enough with innuendos Danica you naughty minx

"So, my mystery gentleman caller, to what do I call you?"

"My name is Keith"

"Just Keith?"

"Yes, just Keith please"

"Ooohh, a mystery last name huh? How exciting!" Danica flipped onto her and stretched one leg to the ceiling, wriggling her toes as if to say "hi".

"Well nice to meet you Keith, I'm Danica, I look forward to having you live with us. Oh "us" as in me and my friend Lilly, she'll be happy to meet you!"

"Well, I look forward to meeting you both in the flesh next week"

Oh you'll be getting a lot of flesh to meet playboy.

Danica felt something wet on her thigh and let her hand creep down to rub her slit in response; she was so excited.

"I'm sure you are, but before you do, I need to know just how old you are, you sound a little young"

"Of course, umm I'm 18 right now but my birthday is coming up in a couple of months"

Danica's pussy pulsed in response to that. In a couple of days, she and her best friend were about to shack up with a young man more than 10 years younger than them. She wasn't sure who was luckier, the stud coming to join them or the residents getting a new play mate for their pussies.

"Is...everything ok ma'am?"

Danica didn't realize it until then but she had two fingers deep in her snatch and was on the verge of calling out. Refusing to relent on her masturbation but keeping her voice under control, she picked the phone back up.

"Umm, yeah that's fine Keith. Oh and don't call me "ma'am" it makes me sound old, I'm only 39. Call me Danica please"

A faint chuckle was heard from the phone.

"Ok then Danica, so...what time do you—"

"I'm sorry, what did you call me?"

A puzzled pause followed as Keith tried to understand what was going on. She heard what he said loud and clear, but she just wanted him to call her name again.

"Umm...I called you Danica..."

Upon him saying her name, Danica thrusted 2 more fingers into her pussy and used her thumb to rub her clit. She had to hold the phone far away from her as she gave a low, guttural moan, emanating from her throat. She imagined Keith was thrusting into her at that moment, calling her name as he penetrated deep into her body with his thick, meaty—

"Umm...Danica, you ok?"

"Yeah I'm...mmm...never better babe..."

"Well umm...what time would be fine with—"

"Sunday. 12:am. Don't worry about being early but don't you dare show up late."

The commanding tone in her voice caught herself off-guard. She wanted this a lot more than she thought she did and she was afraid she scared her prey off, but fortunately he didn't seem to mind and, after being satisfied with a few more mindless details, hung up.

Danica continued fingering herself until she rode out two long orgasms, squirting all over her bedsheets and panties, all the while imagining Keith ramming his rod into her tight hole.

Just then, the door burst open and Danica's best friend Lilly pranced in wearing nothing but a bikini (her go to lazy outfit) and with the biggest smile on her face.

"Oh. My. God. Did you REALLY just find us a guy for a roommate?!"

"You know it babe, and that's not even the best bit"

Danica got up from her bed and took off her soaked panties, looking for newer, dryer ones to wear, as she got changed, she told her friend everything about their new playmate.

Lilly was 37, and Danica's closest friend. They met 18 years ago after they found out that they were being cheated on by the same sleezy scumbag. Rather than fight over the douche that lied to them, they quickly bonded over what happened and humiliated the fucker in public, sending nudes of him taking it up the ass via strapon all over his social media, after that the two never dated another guy and lived in the same flat together with a vow of chastity.

At first it was fine, their jobs paid well and they found a spacious flat where they could live together happily ever after. However, over time, their carnal desires resurfaced and it was getting harder and harder to supress the want for another man's meat in them. They tried getting it on with each other, but neither of them were lesbians and even strapons couldn't help alleviate their suffering. Over time, they took to watching porno flicks on their bedroom flatscreen TV, that helped satisfy the hunger for a time, but it never truly subsided and as time marched on, both ladies found themselves drawn less to models their age and more to the younger generation, watching teenagers full of energy doing it with one another, on many occasions the two fantasized about some young upstart having it on with them but by then, their thirties rolled by and hit them like a semi, the fear that younger guys wouldn't want to touch them held them back like a shackle and for the longest time, the two of them lived alone with only their pornos and vibrators, all hope of having cock thrust inside of them vanished like the wind.

Until Keith called.

Originally, they weren't planning on getting a guy to shack up with them, what had happened was they decided it would be more comfortable getting a kingsized bed of Lilly's supersized room and both of them sleeping together. It was only a week ago when they realized they could use the room to make a new friend and maybe earn some rent fee for the piggy bank. At this point, their self-confidence in scoring a guy was shot but this was before that miracle of a phone call happened.

Danica had changed into a new pair of pink laced undies and a matching, frilly bra and was checking her phone when she had finished explaining the details of the phone call to Lilly, who was squirming on the bed in delight like a 10 year old on Christmas day.

"And you told him we're 30 years old too?" She squealed her excitement and hope bubbling over.

"Well, I said I was 39 and that I was living with a friend" came Danica's nonchalant reply, even though she felt like jumping up and down the bed at that moment too. "He didn't seem to mind, sounded pretty desperate."

"Umm...hello?! We're pretty desperate! I don't care if he's a horny teen or not, so long as he's legal and willing to fuck, he's fair game!"

Lilly suddenly bolted upright when a thought occurred to her; "Is he a hunk?"

Danica laughed at that, so much for not caring so long as he wants to fuck.

"Already on it sister."

Lilly rushed into her friend so hard she almost dropped her phone.

On screen was a text to Keith asking for a picture to use as a reference for when he calls around and whether he is a relationship and will be bringing guests in at any point.

After two minutes of tense anticipation and a pregnant silence, Keith texted back with a picture of him presumably on holiday wearing a Polo Shirt in the heat. He wasn't a knockout, drop-dead gorgeous super model, but he was more than average with a pretty face and smooth features with short cropped, sandy hair and a slim build. Lilly leaned in for a closer look, reaching a hand out as if to pluck the boy from the screen.

"Aww" she cooed "look at him! He's so cute. And we're going to be living with him? Oh my God, Danni? You better hold me back or I'm pouncing on this puppy!" She gave out a playful growl and struck a feline pose on the bed, Danica studied the picture and the words that followed;

Won't be bringing girls late at night, single life baby! :D

"Good news, my voluptuous feline!" Danica cried giving the playful blonde a slap on the ass for emphasis, earning a purr in approval, "Our new boy toy is single and fair game for fucking."

This practically sent Lilly bouncing off the walls and squealing in delight, giving Danica one hell of an exercise trying to keep her under control. After a couple more minutes of fan-girling, Danica continued her evaluation;

"As I was saying; Keith is definitely single—"

"This is too perfect! Is there an actual God after all? Is this Keith an actual angel? Would it be alright to fuck an angel or would I go to Hell for—"

Danica managed to cut her off by placing a hand over her mouth, while that wouldn't normally shut a person up; Lilly got the message and maintained a respectful silence.

"—And if you'd let me finish, I was going to say he looks a little too shy to lead during sex so it looks like we're the dommes of the relationship this time."

Lilly shifted her gaze over to the picture Keith sent them. Oh how she was going to masturbate to that image hardcore over the weekend. Keith wasn't a particularly muscular fellow but his skinny figure had a certain charm to it too. In fact, of the many pornos she watched, one of Lilly's personal favourites was between a skinny teen and his muscular domme of a girlfriend, the contrast in body types lead to some rather interesting sex that had her wet in minutes. Lilly and Danica knew they weren't skinny and had a fair amount of meat on their hips, but they thought they were better looking than the anorexic dolls posing in fashion magazines these days. Relishing the idea of dominating a younger guy, Lilly began envisioning the many compromising positions she could experiment with on Keith. Once Danica removed her hand, a bright and innocent smile played with Lilly's ruby red lips and ivory teeth as she thought of things obscene and dirty.

"Oh I am going to enjoy being on top of that meat" she murmured.

"Oh wouldn't that be something new to see?"

In mock offense, Lilly place one hand on her bottom lip and shoved her friend hard with the other hand. "What are you saying you slut? Did you forget who was dominating your ass during our 'wrestling'?"

Danica laughed before twisting her hips so her peachy ass was facing Lilly and gave the cheeks a playful smack.

"Bitch, as if you could ever dominate this fine booty."

"You wanna bet?"

Lilly lunged forward and tackled Danica onto the bed, they wrestled there for a while; tossing and turning, groping giggling, ending with Lilly on top and Danica, breathless below, their bra straps coming undone, panties dishevelled and boobs mashing against one another.

The reality of the situation slapped them on the ass and made itself present, at this point they were wondering who was luckier, the stud moving in with them, or the cougars getting release after years of neglect.

Danica looked up at her friend, a grin forming on her features as the excitement began to truly make itself known.

"By the way, what are we going to wear on Sunday?"

Keith was standing, slack-jawed and overwhelmed by the sight of an angel in front of him.

The woman who greeted him at the door to his new flat was a blonde bombshell in her early thirties standing at least a couple of inches shorter than his 5 foot 8. She had a beautiful face with luscious red lips and teeth like glimmering pearls and eyes like crystal water. She wore a Pacific blue crop top, doing little to conceal the cleavage she sported, her enormous funbags bouncing as she bounded to the sitting room, and showed off her flat, but perfectly curvy stomach and hips. If that wasn't enough, she wore extremely tight and extremely small short-shorts that showed off the entirety of her athletic thighs, naked for the entire world to see. All in all she looked like she was ready for a hike rather than showing a stranger around the house.

From the moment she opened the door to skipping from room to room, Keith could immediately tell she had a bright, bubbly personality and he'd be lying if he said it wasn't infectious. When she sat him down and asked if he would like a drink, she flashed him a smile so full of innocence that he forgot all about his nervousness in that one moment.

Then another angel descended from heaven and stepped into the room with Keith's heart skipping a beat at the sight of Danica.

She had a bronze tan to her skin in contrast to her blushing pink skinned roommate and raven black hair swept to one side. She had seductive and lusty grey eyes in contrast to Lilly's playful and innocent blue and dark red lips to accentuate her grace. Her bust was smaller than her friend's but they were still pretty large in comparison to the average woman. She was almost all legs and her stiletto heels added to her height, putting her a head taller than Lilly and at least an inch higher than Keith, the legs in question were covered in black stockings that sheathed her thighs in a protective layer of silk. Meanwhile her body was covered in a beautiful ebony dress that did little to hide her curvy ass and looked more like a nightgown than anything, the shiny smooth material ending in a type of netting that acted as a fashionable frill to the clothing.

He noticed a great deal of parallels and similarities between the two; Lilly let her hair fall down around her shoulders in curls as if she didn't need to style it to look beautiful while Danica's hair looked more methodical, as if she put thought into how she styled it. Lilly would skip, jump and was often showing motion in her limbs no matter what while Danica moved with the measured grace of a supermodel, or even a princess. Albeit a princess with an incredibly sexy sway to their hips but...you know. The blonde seemed to fit casual and coloured clothes more than her dark angel counterpart who looked like she'd fit in darker formal wear more than anything.

The two seemed so different and it'd be hard to tell they were friends unless they were in the same room.

The natural way they move around each other, the flirtatious tone when they greet each other, how cheerful and polite they both were, it was easy to see why both ladies were so close.

All of a sudden, the nervousness welled back up inside Keith.

Danica and Lilly positioned themselves on either side of Keith as he sat on the settee, Danica on his left, her legs crossed to give him a good look at her thighs as well as to hitch up her revealing outfit to give his eyes a taste of her undergarments; black laced panties to match her outfit. Meanwhile Lilly flopped onto the couch on Keith's right, sidling close to the boy and pressing her knockers onto his arm, doing her best to not look like she was doing so on purpose.

Keith was overwhelmed by the girls; he felt an erection coming on from the prolonged contact but did his best to hide it, not well enough though as both Cougars noticed and smiled at each other knowingly.

Danica decided to take the lead in the interview seeing as how Lilly was struggling to compose herself. The two had sworn, after Keith's call, to relent on all masturbation and porno activity to Lilly's displeasure in an attempt to save their snatches for their guest. The ordeal was harder than they thought. Despite it being a two day wait, the two nymphos were abnormally horny and soon their pussies drooled out love juice like a hungry dog begging for scraps, aching so hard it was difficult to relieve them, thankfully the two got through their jobs without much embarrassment, though they derived some curious (and occasional lewd) glances from their co-workers and managed to schedule a day off on Sunday. However those days were hell for Danica who was having a great deal of difficulty distracting herself, even now simply being near Keith and his erection was enough to drive her mad, it was all she could do to keep herself from pouncing on the poor boy that very moment. But Lilly was a different story. Even by their standards, Lilly made a Bitch in heat look positively dry, her pussy gave off enough femcum to start an oasis if they didn't put it in a cup and spike Keith's drink with it. She was suffering more than Danica, she knew that and making her sit close enough to press her boobs against him was probably killing her from within.

Though if they could withstand the temptation, they could get him into a position where he could satisfy their frenzy in one fell swoop.