Chapter 1 - The New Roommate

September 2019

Hi. My name is Josh Adler. This story began when I was in my third year of university, studying Mathematics. Top of my class, but down in the dumps. My girlfriend had just left me and I found it really difficult, especially knowing it was all my fault. I had cheated on her with a girl I met on holiday in Thailand. She was called Alexandra, or Lexi, from the Dominican Republic. Not my usual type. My ex was a pale, slim and redhead, much like my previous girlfriend. She played netball so was very athletic, a good habit that rubbed off on me.

Lexi was very different. She was short, maybe 5 feet 3 inches tops, with giant 38G cup boobs and a hefty ass. Lexi was overweight, her body soft and jiggly, it felt like kneading dough in my hands. It was a totally new experience to me. I know. It doesn’t excuse what I did and you shouldn’t pity me.

As a result, my ex left our house share, leaving my friend, Giles, and myself searching for a new roommate with four days left until rent was due. This is when Ava Sullivan messaged me:

‘Hi Josh, I was wondering if that room was still available?’

‘Hi Ava, yes! Please, come round today and check it out!’

Forty minutes later, Ava arrived and wow. She was stunning. About 5 feet 5 inches tall, long brown hair, tied into a messy bun. She wore a Guns n’ Roses t-shirt knotted at the bottom and some leggings. Couldn’t really tell what her figure looked like, but I’d say she was average (this will come back around in due course). Her face was pretty, the green eyes and sharp jaw being her defining features.

Ava loved the room and said she’d move in on the weekend. After unpacking her stuff, Giles and I went out for some drinks with her. She opened up about how the rest of her old roommates had plotted against her to remove her from the house. I found her so funny, probably because I fancied her.


November 2019

We all were working hard on our studies. Giles did Graphic Design and Ava did Politics, which she was struggling with, mainly because she just wasn’t interested. One night, after leaving Giles at the library, Ava and I popped into the student bar. After a few pints, it started to get a little flirty. She was wearing a low cut top, revealing her average sized, yet perky boobs. Some more beers and I found myself confessing to Ava that I had a crush on her, to which she politely turned me down, citing our living situation as the reason.

This made me pretty miserable. I started to go on long benders, trying to bring back women on most nights, but failing. Ava later told me she could see that I was struggling, but didn’t know how to approach it, saying it made her sad.


January 2020

New year, new me, as they say. After four weeks away for Christmas, Ava was out of my system. I was ready to get back out there. I returned to my uni house only to be home alone. I took advantage of this, having a few Tinder dates over. It was weird. Since Lexi, I could tell my type had changed. The girls I was bringing home were bigger, chubbier, than the ones I usually went for. I wasn’t complaining though.

A week later, Giles returned. Giles was someone I could talk to about anything, so I ran this by him. I showed him my Tinder dates, to which he remarked, ‘wow, they’re really pretty, Josh. But, aren’t they a little big for you?’ I concurred, but explained how I had been starting to feel more attraction towards bigger girls now. Giles reckoned it was just a coincidence, that these were the only girls whose personalities I found attractive now.

The next day, whilst Giles was out on a date, Ava arrived back late in the evening. ‘Hi guys,’ I heard from downstairs. I called down, ‘hey Ava! How was your Christmas?’ She told me she’d be up in a second, she was just putting her bags in her room. I went back into mine and continued playing Modern Warfare.

I heard Ava’s footsteps coming up the stairs and along to my door. She opened it and walked in. To say I was shocked was an understatement. Ava had clearly indulged herself over Christmas. She took off her jacket to reveal the Guns n’ Roses t-shirt she wore when she first met us and a pair of mom jeans. She had knotted it at the bottom like she did before, except this time it exposed a slightly pudgy midriff. I felt myself start to get hard, confused as to why.

‘So, how was your Christmas?’ I asked, desperately trying to take my mind off of it. She said, ‘it was great. I stayed with my parents the whole time. We just watched Christmas films, drank and ate way too much. Now I’m regretting it…’

‘Why?’ I asked. She sat on the bed beside me and propped herself up with a pillow. ‘Because I’m so behind on uni work, silly! What else?’ She said as I eyed her pooch starting to muffin top on her jeans. It was distracting, and I died in the game. ‘You’re shit,’ she told me, snatching the controller from me. ‘My turn.’

We played Modern Warfare for the rest of the evening, drinking some beers and getting a takeaway. The next morning, I woke up under the covers, comfy and warm. I smiled to myself until a hand rubbed my bum. I turned over to see Ava fast asleep next to me. She looked amazing, no makeup. So peaceful.

Gently, I pulled the covers back and slid out of bed, so as not to wake her. I put on my gym clothes and headed downstairs for some breakfast. I drank my coffee as Giles came down to join me, a little worse for wear. ‘How many cocktails?’ I asked him. Giles responded, ‘I remember his fourth round…’ I laughed. Giles was terrible on the day after drinking. ‘So no gym then?’

I arrived at the gym alone, ready to do my pull session when I bumped into my ex. ‘Hi Heather,’ I said weakly. She ignored me. Fair enough. I continued into the gym and had a good time training. I walked in the front door and up to my room to get my protein powder. I opened the door and Ava was gone. Part of me was tinged with disappointment, but I knew I couldn’t let it bother me.

February 2020

By this time, Ava had started going to the gym with me, and saw results fast. The Christmas weight fell off her and she made good progress in the gym with me. I started to realise that it was my true passion, so I did my PT qualification during our reading week. I really enjoyed training with Ava. She was excited to learn and always happy to try new exercises I had read about in textbooks.

Then suddenly, she stopped going to the gym with me and became really distant. It was confusing. I thought for the first time we were starting to gel as friends, even becoming best friends. I was stumped.

March 2020

I let it slide until early March when Ava came into my room, because she needed to tell me something. She sat me down on my bed and told me, ‘I have feelings for you, Josh. I can’t hide it any longer.’ This understandably took me by surprise. She continued, ‘I know you fancied me last year. I just wasn’t ready then. I hadn’t long broken up with my ex and needed some time. But recently, working out with you at the gym, being so close to you, watching how much you cared about me, it made me realise how I really feel. I’m sorry if it’s weird but --’

I immediately kissed her. It was a deep and passionate one. We rose to our feet and kept going. She took off my shirt, feeling my muscular torso, panting heavily as she did. I took off her sports bra, her ample bosom falling out. I tenderly caressed them as I felt myself getting aroused. She stroked it through my shorts, coaxing it out one of the legs. She got to her knees and wrapped her lips around it, working her way up and down the shaft.

It was incredible. I knew I wouldn’t be able to take much more so I picked her up and set her down on my desk. I pulled her leggings down her legs, followed by her thong. I saw Ava’s vagina for the first time. Hairless, beautiful, wet. I began gently licking the outer lips, hearing and feeling her writhe as I did. I continued, slowly making my way to the clitoris. She moaned and grabbed my head. I looked up at her through her legs, her chest breathing heavily.

Ava took me over to the bed and guided my penis inside her. I started off quickly, and she groaned loudly. She grabbed my shoulders and spun me round, climbing on top. Now in the driver’s seat, Ava slowly moved up and down my shaft. I matched her rhythm. Ava started mouthing, ‘yes. Yes,’ and climaxed, her body falling onto mine, kissing me on the lips once again. I knew I was about to cum, so took my penis out. I usually tried to finish on a tissue but Ava sucked on my member until I blew my load in her mouth. She swallowed it and licked her lips.

That was the hottest eight minutes of my life. So far, anyway. We both sat there, breathless. She rolls over and kisses me on the cheek.