April 16, 2024

Average Joe: Adventures of Ahmed, My Roomie [Episode 2] (18+)


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Average Joe: Adventures of Ahmed, My Roomie [Episode 2] (18+)

I couldn’t believe it. For a couple of minutes, I watched through half-shut eyelids as Oluchi’s hand moved faster and faster under the sheet. The girl on the other side of the wall was getting louder and louder, indicating she was gonna cum soon. Oluchi was moaning more freely as I lay still. To this day, I’m convinced that all 3 of them came at the exact same time.

Oluchi looked like she had come harder listening to Ahmed fuck than she ever had by fucking me. Once everyone had caught their breath, things quieted down.

Oluchi went to sleep, and I could hear Ahmed snoring on the other side of the wall. But I lay awake wondering what had just happened. And wondering why I was so turned on by it. Did I want to see my Oluchi fucking another guy?

By the time I got up the next morning, Ahmed’s girl had gone already. He and Oluchi were sitting in the kitchen chatting. I got a little shocked when I saw Oluchi sitting there wearing only a thin t-shirt with no bra and a small pair of panties. She had never done that here before. Ahmed was wearing just boxers as usual.

“Good morning,” said Ahmed. “I hope we didn’t wake you. Oluchi and I were just sitting here having a drink and discussing what we should do today.”

“Do?” I asked.

“Yeah, I told Oluchi about this big party going on tonight. She said she hasn’t been to any parties really since she got here. And I know you haven’t been to one. We should all go. That way everyone gets the full university experience.”

Now I don’t mind going out to drink at a bar or something like that. But I had seen some of these school parties from a distance, and they didn’t look like my scene. These parties were mostly for the popular, hot people. Not for computer nerds like me. Ahmed and Oluchi would fit in just fine there, but I would stick out like a sore thumb.

“I’m not sure I really want to go to a party. They aren’t going to let me in any way.”

“Showing up with Oluchi on your arm is going to be more than enough to get you in. They always let the hot girls in, and you get in by association.”

Oluchi smiled at this but didn’t say anything. I turned to her. “What do you think? Do you want to go?”

“I’d like to. I haven’t partied in a while, and I think it would be fun. And it would be something new for you to try. Like Ahmed says, everyone should get the full experience. This is part of it.”

Seems like I could never say no to Oluchi. “I guess we are going then.” I still had my misgivings about this. Some gnawing feeling in the back of my mind told me something was up, and this wasn’t going to end well for me. But like a fool, I went ahead and did it anyway.

With that, we all went our separate ways for the day. I had some studying to do, and Oluchi said she was going to go shopping for a new dress. By late afternoon she was back, and she had had her hair and nails done too. I tried to peek in her bag, but she pushed me away, saying she wanted me to see it on her first.

Oluchi disappeared into the bathroom and came out twenty minutes later, looking sexier than I had ever seen her. I let out a long, slow whistle of appreciation. She had put her hair up in a sexy kind of wrap that showed most of her graceful neck.

Her dress was a little strapless green number that barely covered her breasts and only went down to mid-thigh. It was kind of tight too; it left nothing of her curves to the imagination. The whole thing was completed with a very sexy pair of black heels. “You like,” she asked.

I could only nod and gulp. I was ready to explode, and I could feel myself standing there licking my lips. At the slightest permission, I think I would have jumped her and taken her wherever we happened to fall first. Oluchi seemed pleased with my reaction. “I have a surprise for you.”

At this point, I can’t imagine it getting much better than this, but I eagerly watched her and waited for my surprise. Slowly she raised the bottom of her dress until she got to her panties. Or rather, where the panties should have been. There were none. Oluchi walked over in a slinky way, I had never seen before. It was like a sexy dress, and no panties had totally changed her. And I loved it.

She pulled me down for a long sensual kiss. By this point, I’m ready to rip her dress to shreds and throw her on the bed. Forget the party; this was going to be so much better.

“We’re just going to go dance for a little while and have a few drinks,” she whispered. Her hand had begun wandering around my dick, rubbing it lightly. Nibbling at my ear, she began whispering again. “Then we’re gonna come back here, and I want you to fuck me all night long. I get so wet and horny when I drink, you have no idea. Are you gonna stay nice and hard for me and then fuck me hard all night long?”

At this point, if she had asked me to rob a bank, I would have done it. Even with her just caressing my dick through my pants, I was hard and ready to go. “I think someone is already nice and hard just thinking about later,” she said. She gave a kind of husky chuckle and continued on. “I know you want it now, but just wait til later.”

Giving my dick one last squeeze, she stepped away. I tried to keep contact with her, but she held me off. “No, no, just wait til later,” she said with a smile. I leaned back and tried to make my dick softer as Oluchi turned and left my room. I heard Ahmed whistle when he saw Oluchi walking into the living room a few seconds later. “Hey Joe, get a move on! We’re ready to go.”

A few minutes later, we were outside and walking to the party, which was nearby. Oluchi was walking in the middle, holding onto mine and Ahmed’s arms. She couldn’t have had two more different companions. Ahmed is something like 6’4 and well-built with a lot of muscle. I’m merely 5’7 and skinny. Not weak by any means, but I wasn’t going to out-muscle a lot of people either.

Oluchi was having a lot of fun and chatting excitedly. She was looking forward to dancing and had made Ahmed promise to dance with her. She knows I don’t really like dancing, and if it was going to help her have a good time, then I was ok with it. We got to the party, and sure enough, they weren’t happy about letting me in. But Oluchi had a firm grip on my arm, clearly showing that I was with her.

The stupid bouncer guy even had the balls to eye Oluchi lustfully right in front of me until Ahmed stepped up and caught his eye. The guy must have been very curious about who I was now. I was definitely hanging out with people who would not have been in my normal crowd.

As soon as we got to the party, though, everything changed. We grabbed some drinks and began to look around to see who was there. I didn’t know all that many people, but a good number seemed to know Ahmed and Oluchi.

The music was good, and soon Oluchi was bouncing along with the beat. She grabbed Ahmed by the hand and led him out to the dance floor. She kept her distance from Ahmed, dancing only as close as was necessary. After a few dances, they returned for more drinks. It went on like this for a while. They would dance a bit, then come back and have another drink and chat. Oluchi was having a great time, more fun than I’d ever seen her have.

A rare slow song came on, and Oluchi grabbed me and told me the least I could do was dance an easy one with her. Any argument I had against that quickly evaporated when Oluchi wrapped herself around me. Her body was pressed up tight against mine, and she was slowly grinding herself against me. I was becoming hard very quickly, and I could feel that Oluchi was horny as well. Her nipples were hard, and I could smell her wetness. I leaned down and kissed her neck and nibbled at her ear.

“Are you ready to go yet,” I whispered.

“Not yet. I’m having fun dancing. And we have all night.”

I continued to kiss her neck and lips, knowing that that always gets her going. She was finally starting to get into it when the song ended, and she pulled away. I groaned in frustration, but Oluchi just smiled a little flirty smile and walked away, giving her hips a little extra shake just for me. By the time I got off the floor, Ahmed had drinks waiting for Oluchi and me. Oluchi was buzzing pretty hard from the drinks, but all the dancing was helping her keep from going over the edge.

“Hey bro, I saw several bottles of whiskey floating around earlier. I’ll do one more dance with Oluchi and you see if you can track down one or two of those bottles to take back to our place.” Not waiting for an answer, he took Oluchi’s hand and led her out to the dance floor.

I watched them for a minute and noticed that Oluchi was dancing much closer to Ahmed than she had been. She was actually bumping and grinding against him now. I turned away from the dance floor and went in search of the bottles Ahmed had asked for. By the time I had gained the bottles and stopped to talk to a couple of people, several more songs had passed.

I hadn’t been in sight of the dance floor and had lost all track of what was going on. Ahmed and Oluchi were still dancing when I got back. What had been bumping and grinding when I left had turned into full-on dirty dancing by the time I got back. Oluchi’s hips seemed to be glued to Ahmed’s, doing more grinding than bumping.

They were on the far side of the dance floor from me; Oluchi had her back to Ahmed. Ahmed had one strong arm wrapped around her, holding her tight against him. His hands were so large that they could cover a large portion of her body at once, and he was using this to his advantage.

I watched as one hand began to creep up towards her breast. He was soon cupping one, using his thumb to play with the nipple through her dress. Even from my vantage point several feet away, I could see Oluchi’s nipple getting hard.

Her breathing was heavy and she had started grinding even harder against Ahmed. I wasn’t very happy about this, but I didn’t want to start a scene and maybe ruin the whole night. But as I continued to watch, Ahmed began taking more liberties with Oluchi. Another hand began sliding down her stomach and was quickly moving between her legs. No one was paying any attention to them, but I thought there was no way that Oluchi was gonna let his hand go any further.

I was wrong, though, and a couple of Ahmed’s fingers began to disappear under the hem of Oluchi’s dress. From what I could see, he was just running his fingers along the outside of her pussy. That didn’t last long before he was sliding his thick fingers into her. Oluchi was in another world and was fucking his fingers hard. Ahmed had leaned over and was kissing her ears and neck. I continued to watch as Oluchi twist her head around and captured his lips in what had to be the hottest kiss I had ever witnessed.

All of a sudden, Oluchi came hard on Ahmed’s fingers, and she sucked his tongue into her mouth like a vacuum. Her legs seemed to go weak, and Ahmed had to support her for a few moments until she regained her strength.

Pulling his fingers out, he made a show of licking two of them. The light had caught him just right because when he brought his hand up, I could see the whole thing was completely soaked. I had never seen Oluchi get that wet before. When he had licked the second finger clean, he offered the others to Oluchi.

To my knowledge, she had never tasted herself and had always said that she had no desire to experiment with girls. But I watched as she took one of Ahmed’s fingers, wet with her juices, and began to suck his finger like she was giving it a blow job. She never took her eyes off his as he smiled at her. When she had cleaned his finger, she began to clean the rest of his hand.

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