Quarantine With A Naked Flatmate
It was strange the way the world changed in a matter of weeks. We were all abruptly sent home to quarantine, and I had to adjust to an entirely new way of living. I had to get used to being alone, unable to socialize with anyone outside my own four walls.
Little did I know that this quarantine period would bring with it a lot of unexpected surprises.
I had moved into a new apartment a couple of months prior to the quarantine period. The place was great; it had a great view and was located in a quiet area. What I hadn’t expected, however, was that I would be sharing this apartment with a naked flatmate.
It was late one night when I heard a knock on my door. I opened it to find a young man standing there wearing nothing but a pair of boxers and a T-shirt. I recognized him as a fellow tenant of the apartment complex.
He introduced himself as John and told me that he had been living in the apartment for a few weeks and was having some financial difficulties. He had been evicted from his previous residence, and the management had given him temporary permission to stay in the apartment.
He was desperate for help and asked me if he could stay with me until he was able to get back on his feet. Not being one to turn away a fellow human in need, I welcomed him into my home.
It didn’t take long for me to realize that John had no intention of getting properly dressed. He continued to wander around my apartment in his underwear, and I soon found myself completely comfortable with his nudity.
It wasn’t long before things started moving in a more physical direction. I found myself mesmerized by his body, and I could tell he was starting to feel the same way.
One night, after a few drinks, we started making out while lying on the couch. His hands roamed freely over my body, and I felt myself responding to his touch. His kisses were passionate and his caresses left me wanting more.
Suddenly, he started to undress me. He peeled off my layers of clothing until I was as naked as he was. He kissed every inch of my body, from my neck and shoulders, down to my thighs and back up again. His tongue explored every inch of my skin, and I felt a warmth spreading through my body.
John took my hand and led me to the bedroom. His touch left me wanting more and I eagerly followed. We lay down on the bed and he started to explore every inch of my body. His mouth explored every curve and crevice, and his hands ran over every inch of my skin.
His tongue found my nipples and teased them until they were hard and erect. He moved his way down, kissing my stomach and traveling further and further south. His hands moved along the insides of my thighs, and I felt them tremble in anticipation.
He finally reached my pussy and his tongue explored every inch. I felt my body trembling as his tongue moved in circles and his hands softly caressed my inner walls. I felt an intense pleasure that I had never experienced before and I let out a long, loud moan.
John moved his mouth up my body and kissed me passionately. I felt his hardness pressed against my own and I knew what he wanted. I opened my legs and allowed him to enter me. He moved slowly at first, exploring my body and adjusting to me.
He then increased his speed and I felt myself being driven to the brink of pleasure. With each thrust, I felt an intense pleasure that made me cry out in delight. He continued to thrust until I couldn’t take it anymore and I felt my body trembling as I reached my climax.
John then rolled over and I lay in his arms, exhausted and satisfied. The night had been one of the most pleasurable experiences of my life, and I had gotten to experience it with my naked flatmate.
I had never expected to experience such pleasure during this quarantine period, but I am thankful for the surprise. And now I am looking forward to many more nights of pleasure with my naked flatmate.
