Part 8

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Part 8

Panic began to set it. Ava backed away from the door and froze. She couldn't let Roger see her like this! Maybe he would leave if she stayed totally silent.

*BANG* *BANG *BANG*

He yelled again in his thick, British accent, "Bone-atz, are you in 'der Bone-atz?"

A key clicked in the lock and it began swinging open. Ava clutched her purse close and drew a frightened breath. How the hell did he have a key?

A man in his late twenties stepped through the threshold. He had very short hair and wore a gray tracksuit. He was just over six feet tall and rather skinny. He had dark eyes and an angular, masculine face. He slammed the door behind him.

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His dark eyes found Ava and widened, "You mus' be Ava 'den? Bloody fookin 'ell! Bone-atz said you'ze 'ad a fat ass and tits but my god!"

He looked Ava up and down multiple times. His attention stayed mostly on her breasts:

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hips:

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and cameltoe:

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He was ogling her, evaluating her sex appeal through a heterosexual male lens; and, based on the growing bulge in his sweat pants, he liked what he saw. Ava's already aroused pussy tingled. Her body was reacting positively to being objectified.

Roger towered over her, even with the five inch heels. Ava found herself sizing Roger up as well. They appeared to be around the same age. She found him sexy in a 'bad boy' sort of way. Ava could see herself getting into a lot of trouble with Roger's arm wrapped around her waist.

Wait, wasn't she interested in women? Why did she find Roger so attractive? Ava shivered. Why was she so turned on?

"Oi, luv, you wif me or wut? Me names Roger." He stuck his large, masculine hand towards Ava.

Ava tossed her long blonde hair to the side and tentatively extended her thin arm. Roger's hand gripped around hers like a baseball glove. Ava already felt small compared to Roger, but seeing her delicate hand fully enveloped and juxtaposed against his large hand served as an exclamation point to their differences. He looked down at her and smiled a toothy, hungry grin. Ava's breath was coming in quicker. His dark, mysterious eyes were...hypnotizing...

"Ava..." She replied softly.

Roger released her hand and looked around the kitchen.

"Bone-atz said you wuz gonna show me 'round. We'z roommates ain't we?"

His voice was so confident and strong...he was so tall and handsome...

Ava felt her mind slipping into the fog again. Roommates? Maybe they could share a bed and meet under the covers and...

Ava shook her head. She had to fight it!

She shrugged and replied, her voice trailing off, "I guess so. There isn't much to see really..."

Ava led Roger around the small apartment. Her heels clicked and her ass and tits shook with each step. Roger was entirely focused on her assets. Ava didn't think a single word was getting through to him, but she didn't really care. She squirmed and rubbed her thighs together when she thought Roger wasn't looking. She couldn't help it, Roger was making her feel sexy and desired! Her face had a dopey smile and her brain was getting cloudy.

Ava chased the fog away again. This time it was a bit harder.

She walked into the bedroom and tossed her purse to the floor. She felt embarrassed at the mess of dirty laundry scattered everywhere. She didn't want Roger to see her as some sort of slob! She began hurriedly trying to organize the piles. Roger walked in behind her. The mess didn't seem to phase him in the least. Ava saw Roger's indifference and felt a tingle in her head. She stopped trying to clean up, looked around, and shrugged. So the room was a bit messy, who cares? She was okay with it. It would take a lot more than a messy room to embarrass her.

That being said, Ava let out a cute "Eep!" and kicked the long, veiny dildo she had left out in the middle of the floor. It bounced under the bed and left a damp spot on the carpet.

Roger watched her with a grin. Ava's cheeks were burning red and her eyes were more frequently flicking to Roger's manly bulge. A manly bulge which now very noticeably tented his sweatpants.

He chuckled, "This bed'oom stinks like a wet fookin' minge! You been jillin' in 'ere all mornin' 'er wut?"

Ava's high pitched, sweet voice trailed off while her hand slipped between her legs, "I- I may have...had a bit of ME time-"

Roger stepped directly next to Ava. Her skin was hot and her breathing was shallow. She looked up into Roger's eyes. He had a powerful, masculine musk that overpowered her senses and sent her pussy into overdrive. The sticky, moist heat between her legs was becoming an unbearable itch that only Roger's cock could scratch. Ava's body quickly became a trembling mess as she stared down at Roger's bulge with lust in her eyes. Roger's confident grin grew wider, he could see Ava's arousal was spiraling out of her control.

Roger crouched and whispered in Ava's ear. "You know wut I 'fink luv?"

Ava shivered at Roger's words. She closed her eyes and snaked her hand inside the yoga pants. Ava's finger quickly found her soaking cunt and slipped inside. She stifled a small moan.

Roger wrapped one long, muscular arm tightly around Ava's waist before whispering again, his mouth directly on her ear, "I 'fink you wuz jillin' off, waitin' fo' me ta get 'ere so'ez I cud fook yer little minge. You been shovin' them cunt lips in my face since I got 'ere, ain't ya?"

The fog had almost completely set in. Ava stared into Roger's eyes and slowly nodded her head.

"You want a real man to shag yer slipp'rey little clunge?"

With extreme effort, Ava broke eye contact pushed her brain to focus. She was fighting a losing battle, but knew what she needed to say. The words were hovering there in her head, ready to drive the fog back. She just had to say them. Just say it. Just say, 'I. am. a. man.' Tell him, 'I am a man.' She just had to say, 'I am a man' and she could stay in control!

Ava's body was trembling and her vagina was soaking wet. She turned her head to Roger and opened her mouth to say the words hovering inside her mind.

With a high-pitched moan, Ava begged, "I NEED a man!"

"Den' bend them fat tits over th' bed an' 'old on!"

Ava did as she was told. She turned and bent over the bed, resting her face and tits on the stained, unwashed sheets. She thrust her hips out and shook her ass enticingly. Her slick cunt twitched with anticipation.

Roger wasted no time, descending upon Ava like a predator on prey. She yelped as Roger's hands grabbed her ass. He didn't bother to pull Ava's pants down deciding, instead, to tear a hole directly through to her slit with a violent rip. Ava felt a twinkle of fear in her chest but it was immediately overridden with lust. He was like a wild animal, preparing to assert sexual dominance. As Roger laid a few strong smacks on her exposed ass and the stench of dripping pussy filled the air, Ava realized something: [i]She was a wild animal too![/i]

Ava moaned into the mattress and shook her hips, "Put it in already!"

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Roger stopped abruptly and growled, "Don't you fookin' tell me wha' t'do, bitch!"

Ava pushed herself up and cocked her head back, "Don't you dare talk to me like that! Just because I'm okay with having sex doesn't mean- hey...hey- w-where are you going!?"

Roger was walking towards the door. He casually looked back at her, "You ain't me wife or me girlfriend. I ain't 'bout to take orders from sum uppity, moufy slag. There's 'bout ten bitches on each street from 'ere to me 'ometown and I ain't 'bout to waste time on a cunt tha' talks back."

Ava's exposed crotch was horny and desperate. Her skin was burning up and her entire body was shaking. She NEEDED this. The fog had completely taken over.

She pleaded in her sweet voice, "W-wait- come back! I-I'll listen!"

Roger crossed his arms across his chest, "You'll lissen when I tell you t'do anyfin'?"

Ava hastily nodded her head.

Roger's grin returned and he proudly stomped back behind Ava's ass. He dropped his pants to the floor, exposing his thin, unimpressive cock. Roger slowly jerked himself. Ava's chest did a series of summersaults and she gasped at the sight of his hairless member. Her brain was too horny to register that he was average at best. She pressed her ass back towards him, fully presenting her pussy to Roger; ready to be mounted.

"I need you to say it, luv."

Roger pointed his penis directly at Ava's mewling vagina. It was so close! She was so close to feeling relief!

She sputtered, "Y-yes I'll-I'll listen to anything you tell me and- and do anything you say just- please put it in!"

A small burning sensation flashed on Ava's wrist. She turned her arm over and saw a tiny heart tattoo.

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"Den' open them legs and tha' fanny, girl, 'ere I come!"

Ava crouched and opened her legs as wide as she could. Roger grabbed Ava by her hips and slammed his cock all the way inside in one powerful thrust. She was penetrated to the hilt. Her vaginal walls pulsed and tightened around his manhood and she squealed with feminine glee.

Roger forced Ava's hips back and forth, impaling her on his cock with an incredible rhythm. Her long, acrylic nails were balled into tight fists which she used to cling desperately to the bed sheet. This was so much better than the dildo! Roger relentlessly pounded Ava like a jackrabbit. Her legs were quickly becoming numb and her skin was burning up. Roger's hairy balls slapped against her mons pubis as a constant reminder of the reproductive organs she no longer possessed. Ava moaned loudly. She didn't care if everybody in the apartment complex heard that she was getting fucked. Roger's open hand came down hard on Ava's ass with a loud *SMACK* while his rod pistoned in and out. He delivered several more spanks, each eliciting a high pitched, feminine yelp.

Ava pushed herself up and arched her back. Her pendulous tits swayed and jiggled with each thrust. She pressed her hips back with his rhythm, absolutely stuffing herself with cock. Her tingling, sloshing pussy tightened around Roger's member.

Roger grunted between ragged breaths, "Oh my fookin' god! You's 'ave the tightest, wettest quim I eva' shagged!"

Ava looked over her shoulder and bit her lip, she met Roger's eyes and cooed between pleasured moans, "And you have the biggest cock!"

A lustful, toothy grin widened on Roger's face. He spread Ava's labia with his thumbs and thrust into her with renewed vigor. Ava's hair pooled on the bed and a trickle of sweat beaded on her forehead. She was getting close to another orgasm. Roger's deep strokes and dominating, fast rhythm was pushing Ava to the edge! Her cunt was absolutely red hot and ready to burst! Roger's grip on Ava's hips tightened and his thrusts became shallow. Ava scrunched her toes into the carpet and rolled her eyes into her head while she screamed with orgasmic bliss. Roger groaned and his legs began shaking. Pulses of ecstasy washed over Ava and her body became numb. She collapsed onto her tits. Roger's cock twitched, unloading spurt after spurt of cum into Ava's vagina. He pressed himself all the way inside, and held her in place, as a torrent of virile sperm coated her fertile womb.

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Roger's manhood softened and he slid himself out. Ava felt a mixture of her own juices and Roger's seed running down her thighs. She pushed herself up, feeling the weight of her enormous tits pulling her back down. She tossed her sweaty blonde hair from her face. The fog in her mind was clearing up and she knew she needed to escape while she could still think clearly! She turned to the door and nearly stumbled, her legs were still shaky and numb. Roger's back was turned and he was pulling up his sweatpants. Ava raced from the bedroom towards the front door, her heels clicking on the linoleum. She had to get out while her brain was clear! The trickle of warm fluid continued dripping from her snatch and staining her tattered yoga pants.

Roger called out to her, "Oi, luv, wher'you off to?"

Ava ignored Roger and threw open the door. Standing in the threshold was the man from earlier.

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His hand was preparing to knock and he looked surprised to see her, "You promised you'd keep your sex noises to a minimum! I can hardly think when your boyfriend comes around!" He quickly examined her up and down. His gaze stopped at her exposed vagina, "Or comes inside I guess. I-is that jizz leaking out of you? Y-you're a slut!"

Ava felt her cheeks burning, but she quickly pushed past the stuttering man. She descended the stairs while brushing her matted, sweaty blond hair from her face. Ava darted past the building manager.

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The manager stared at Ava with a knowing smirk. She shivered as she passed, something was off about that woman!

Ava pressed open the building door with a distinctive squeak and was out into the daylight. She gasped, she hadn't realized just how different her perspective was as a five foot tall woman instead of a six foot tall man. Every building, tree, car, and landmark looked bigger and slightly more ominous. She had this sinking feeling of being small and vulnerable. Ava tightened her arms around her breasts. She could see her nipples outlined in the sweaty, nearly translucent, yellow shirt. She just had to get to Adam's Bentley!