Your Roommate Messages Your Halfway Through Your 10hr Shift, Saying They Are Gonna Have A Surprise For

Your roommate messages your halfway through your 10hr shift, saying they are gonna have a surprise for you when you get home. Knowing what they're like already, you can't say you're exactly excited for it. But there have been sometimes where they've made some genuinely good surprises for you after a rough shift. Like the time they were kind enough to prepare your energy drink for the next day. At the time, you were so happy they went through the effort to make you a drink. By the next morning, you realised when you took your first sip that it was mostly just filled with their cum. But you were so thirsty after going for your morning run you didn't have much choice but to have a few more sips, even though it was against your will.

Finally walking through the front door after finishing your shift, you are hit immediately by the overwhelming smell of your roommate's musk flooding the room. Your stomach drops as you can almost imagine what their "surprise" would include. You enter the kitchen and see them jerking off extremely roughly over a picture of you, a condom wrapped tightly around their cock as they moan and you see it balloon up, almost to the size of a tennis ball and you could SWEAR there's more than just one load in there. They notice you come in, "hey, welcome home, I just finished off your last bit of your surprise" they say, meticulously removing the condom and tying the tip so nothing spills. They turn to the side and place it in a dog bowl and notice there are at least 4 other completely filled condoms of a similar size to the one being added just waiting there. "I see you've already noticed your surprise I made for you!" They say excitedly as the grab the bowl and move closer to you. They explain they've been masturbating all day thinking of you coming home to drink their spunk. Every step they take towards you, your mind becomes fuzzier as the musk overwhelms your senses. "Now, on. Your. Knees." They command.

Naturally, you obey, as you've experienced what happens when you don't listen. You weren't planning on making the same mistake again. As you get to your knees, they grab a fistful of your hair and pull your face to their crotch as they rub the remaining bit of cum from their cock all over your face, using you as a rag to clean off. They bend down and place the bowl of filled condoms in front of you. "You should be happy I made you dinner tonight - this saves you wasting our groceries after all!" They explain, as if they're doing you a massive favour. "Now then, I'm going to sit here, watching and recording you as you untie and drink every single one of my condoms." They explain to you, excitedly. "Now then, as per usual, if you fail to listen to my orders, there will be a punishment, and I promise you, this one will be far worse than the last." They finish ominously, gesturing to your "meal".

They begin recording as you reluctantly untie the first condom and begin filling your mouth with it. The rich flavour of multiple pent up loads, all combining to be an abomination of musk, dominating your tastebuds. You begin to notice a furious movement to your side and you see your roommate has started jerking off while watching you down their entire first load. As you finally finish working your way through the first one, your heart sinks again as you see your roommate spilling themselves into the bowl, adding to your meal. "Oh right, I should probably mention you have to lick up any mess by the way." They say, as you think to yourself it's going to be a long night.

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Your partner yelling over the sea of people at the party they're throwing to please give a proper goodbye to their pet (you) after witnessing someone disrespecting you by giving you a little kiss on the cheek for goodbye.

Immediately after, as the rest of the guests prepare to leave, you're now being spat on by friends as your partners preferred way of saying goodbye to you as they exit the party.

Your face literally dripping from the sheer amount of spit all over your body, coating your hair while your owner takes pics and posts it on the party's group page for everyone to save for themselves, to be used for any purposes.

You and a few other friends end up sleeping over at another's place after a party, and you end up in an inflatable bed with one other person. As you're preparing to fall asleep, the heat of the person facing you, mixed with their deep breathing across your face, you're being kept awake. "Hey, do you think you could flip to the other end? You're a little in my face", you ask them politely. They agree and move their head to the opposite side, where your feet lay.

You close your eyes and attempt falling asleep once more, but something lingers in the back of your mind as you finally start drifting off. A smell. You open your eyes and see your friends massive bulge in their boxers, heat radiating from it as they slowly bring it closer to your face, their musk filling your lungs. Finally close enough to touch your face, they suddenly pull your head between their thighs, positioning your head so your nose is right up against their sweaty nuts, with no chance of escaping. You try using your arms to push against them and somehow slip loose of their grasp, to no avail, as your fingers start getting caught in their boxers. "Jeez, if you wanted me to pull them off, you could've just asked" they said, giggling to themselves, as they reach down and release their member. You view is completely obscured by the sweaty piece of meat as it becomes your whole world, it's smell alone dominating you.

"Drooling already, huh?" They ask you, grinding themselves against your trapped face a few times. They begin forcing their fingers past your lips, feeling around your mouth. They forcefully grab your tongue and rub it between their fingers, making you salivate around them. "Such a needy hole already.." They say as they withdraw their hand, wiping the remaining spit from their fingers along their shaft. "Now, open up" they command, moving their fingers back to your mouth and forcing it around the tip of their cock, thrusting themselves gently deeper and deeper. They sigh contentedly and say, "Thank God you had the idea to flip over, this is way more comfortable" you hear them say, as they force themselves completely down your throat as everything fades to darkness.

Roommate offering to make you breakfast in bed from now on to show their appreciation towards you.

It turns out it's just them face fucking you and cumming down your throat as the next morning you wake up to meet their bush as they're thrusting into your mouth. Throatfucking you until you're barely conscious before slamming down as deep as they can cumming directly in your stomach. They begin sliding out before they suddenly freeze and say, "my bad, I nearly forgot to give you your drink!"

Slamming all the way back in and pissing down your throat.

"I'm gonna do this to you every morning!" They whisper in your ear before giving you a quick kiss on the mouth while you lay there, completely motionless.

A friend of yours calls you over to help them "clean", but never specifying what exactly they need help cleaning. You arrive and they bring you into their room and tell you to get under their desk, so you listen, assuming there's a mess of wires or something behind the desk you can't see from standing there. You crawl into the small space and hear your friend moving a chair in behind you as you notice they're also not wearing any clothes while their crotch is directly In front of your face. "Now, get to work" they say, grabbing a tuft of your hair and bringing you to their crotch. The smell is overwhelming, and you realise they needed you over to clean their BALLS. You can see the sweat on their balls glistening as you get closer, the musky scent taking over every other smell. "I said get to work!" They shout as they rub your face into their crotch, slightly grinding against your face, smearing their balls against you as you feel the sweat sticking to your face. Reluctantly, you stick your tongue out and drag it across their balls. The smell is nowhere even close to the taste that overcomes your senses. Your tastebuds overpowered by this raunchy flavour coupled with the slimy texture their sweat has given them. "Finally", they breathe out, with a sigh of relief.

You hear them typing away on their keyboard and hear the faint sound of moaning, their other hand goes to their cock as they begin stroking above your face, their pre falling down into your hair, sliding across your forehead as they beat faster and faster. You try to back up a little but their grip still in your hair is like a vice. They notice you begin to slow down while being forced to worship their balls so they give your head a violent shake before bringing you back to their musky nuts. You finally give in, worshipping their balls while they jerk off above you, ignoring you entirely. They stop every now and again, probably changing porn videos above you,but there's no way to tell as they just leave their cock sitting on your face, leaking through your hair as you continue making out with their balls.

It's hard to tell how long it's been, but you guess maybe a full hour later they start getting close to finishing. You feel their balls contracting in your mouth and they start jerking off even faster than before. Hearing them grunt and moan above you as they spill across your face, coating your hair with their cum. They pull their chair back for a second and wipe their tip across your face and along your lips, using you as a cumrag to clean their cock. Finally, they pull you out from your musky prison and tell you to leave their place, as you're far too dirty to hang around right now, as they lock the door behind you.