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GETTING
FREAKY WITH MY ROOMMATE
    By Misty Rose
    Copyright 2015 by Misty Rose
    FOREVER SMUT PUBLICATIONS

 
    DISCLAIMER: This story is intended for a mature audience only! Contains
explicit, graphic sex and language including lesbians and femdom . Intended for individuals over the age of 18!
     
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    TABLE OF CONTENTS
    GETTING FREAKY WITH MY ROOMMATE
    ALSO BY MISTY ROSE
    ABOUT MISTY ROSE
     
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    GETTING
FREAKY WITH MY ROOMMATE

 
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    My roommate
Penny and I started screwing around with each other shortly after we moved in
together, a little over a year ago.
    It had happened
naturally; we were both young, attractive and in our sexual primes. We were
both fed up with men and looking for something more. So we decided to give each
other a shot. And we haven’t looked back since. We still hook up with men from
time to time, and even end up in relationships with them occasionally. But we
never stop fucking each other. It’s just too much fun.
    Two years ago if
you would have told me that I’d not only be living with another girl but
fucking her on a regular basis I would have laughed you out of the room.
    After all, at
the time I was engaged to (who I thought was) a wonderful guy with a marriage
date set in stone and plans for the future. I’d never even kissed a girl, let
alone slept with one. And I never had even seriously thought about it.
    Even after my
engagement fell through (when I caught my fiancée cheating on me) I still never
thought about sleeping with another woman. I went on a six-month sexual binge,
but all with men, fucking as many of them as I could in an attempt to wash the
taste of my scumbag fiancée out of my mouth.
    But that was
before I met Penny.
    I remember the
first time I laid my eyes on her, about a year after my engagement ended. I was
at a bar in the Gaslamp Quarter in downtown San Diego with some
friends when she showed up as part of another group we were meeting up with.
    She caught my
eye immediately, mostly because she was my physical opposite. Her hair was long
and blonde hair while mine was short and brown. She had huge, natural,
low-hanging breasts and I had small, perky, high ones. Her soft, slightly
pudgy, face was completely different than my sharply lined features. She was
short and stacked, with an amazingly curvy natural figure while I was tall and
lanky with a body toned daily in the gym.
    And the
differences didn’t stop there. Pretty much everything about us was different.
    Her
pale skin to my dark tan. Her blue eyes to my
brown. Her round, fleshy ass to my narrow, firm one. And it wasn’t only our looks that were in contrast.   
    Penny was cute
and bubbly while I was hard-edged and intense. She was talky while I was
reserved. She was nice and I was mean. She was everybody’s best friend while I
scared everyone away.
    I figured we
would butt heads like a couple of divas, but as it turned out, we got along
incredibly well. People always say opposites attract but I never bought into
it.
    Until
I met Penny.
    At some point
during that first night we ended up at the same table, both of us drunk off our
asses and talking at length about our personal lives. I don’t remember many
specifics of the conversation but I do remember that it was mostly about men,
how pathetic and sad they were, how they didn’t know what they were doing in
bed, how the only thing they cared about was pleasing themselves, that kind of
stuff.
    Nothing happened
that night but the foundation had been laid. Don’t get me wrong, it’s not like
I knew right then that Penny and I were going to end up fucking on a regular
basis, in fact, it was the furthest thing from my mind. I’d never been with
another woman at that point, and I never really expected to. And Penny felt the
same way.
    Hell, we didn’t
even know if we’d ever see each other again after that night.
    But, as
circumstances would have it, we did see each other again, the next weekend in
fact, out at a different bar but