Who has slept with housemates or tenants?

[somelad]

I bought my first house when I was 23. It was a four bed house in a good area, and accommodation was hard to come by at the time. So, to help pay the mortgage, I rented out the other three rooms. I usually rented out the smallest room to a variety of male friends....but, being young and horny, the other two rooms were always rented out to a variety of girls. It was a good strategy, mostly as they were all around the same age as me, interested in partying and having a good time, and there were almost none of them that either I or the other male in the house did not get to fuck! I was young and in good condition back then, not my current saggy self. Most of them tended to stay around a year or two, and would then usually end up moving in with some boyfriend or other, or moving to other cities for new jobs. There were quite a number over the course of time, and it kept me in a reasonably steady supply of sex. I never fell out with any of them (well, one) and now decades later am still friendly with a few, albeit we are now all in committed relationships so there is nothing else going on.

Good times.

My question is, did anyone else do this and/or is it common to have sex with your housemates or tenants?

I'm going to post a few stores in this thread over the next while, not on any particular schedule and mostly for my own amusement - somehow it helps to relive the fond memories when you see it in text....due to the fact that we were young and there were often copious amounts of alcohol (and sometimes other substances) involved, some of the escapades in the house were genuinely surprising/startling. One of my mates still gets misty-eyed when he remembers the goings-on.....

[somelad]

Story the First

One of the most memorable tenants was M., girl from another, much smaller town who had moved to the big city for work. She had just graduated from university and started her first job in a pharmaceutical plant where she was a scientist of some kind. This girl was a good looking lass alright. Small, blonde, great figure....and really, really knew it. She had been by far and away the best looking girl in her small town, and didn't like the fact that she was just one of many good looking girls in a bigger city. She had a boyfriend, a nice guy but a real hayseed, although he and his family had money. He got the elbow not long after she arrived to take up her new job. She was nice enough in some ways, but also quite sharp tongued and arrogant.

Anyway, after giving the boyfriend his marching orders, she took up with a succession of guys, mostly dickheads. One night I was in bed in my own room asleep when I heard her come home with some guy. They went to her room and started at it. I was annoyed as I was looking to get some sleep, but they weren't so loud that I could reasonably complain. I was just drifting off when I heard her say "Stick your finger up my ass!" - that woke me up quick enough. However, nothing I could do but have a quick spank and get back to sleep.

The next day the guy was gone and I was having coffee with her in the kitchen. I asked where the guy was and she said basically that he had been shit and she had told him to get lost. I was surprised but what can you say to that? Off to work.

A few nights later, her sister visited. The sister was equally good looking and I was very interested, but apparently didn't make the grade (so I was told by M) All three of us went to the pub that evening and had a nice but sedate night, until I came back from the toilet to find M crying and the sister gone. They'd had some sort of row while I was away and the sister had slapped M and stormed off...at least, that's what M told me. I naturally comforted her and we ended up very drunk. Over food before heading home, M told me that she'd only ever been with three guys and they had all been crap. She said she had never even had oral sex and to my astonishment was not even sure how it was done. Being drunk and braver than normal, I volunteered to show her.

Back home, up to my room, threw her on the bed, pulled off her panties and licked her till she screamed. She then climbed aboard and rode me for a bit, then into missionary...and she absolutely flayed my back with her nails. I mean I had scratch lines running from neck to lower back...painful they were too. She didn't even seem to know she was doing it. She then insisted on trying it up the ass...I obliged, but on this occasion she didn't like it as much as she expected to, and we had to give it up.

The next morning she was all embarrassed and swore me to secrecy. However, for the next year, even though she was with several other lads as well, she would still occasionally give me a whirl....and it was amazing to see how she got dirtier each time. After the year she left the city and went back to where she had come from.....years later, she married the same hayseed guy she was with when she arrived. There's other stories about this girl which I'll post when I get time. I think I have a photo or two somewhere as well...

[seany65]

I see. You're a bit curious about the favourite porn theme of "Ooh, Landlord, I can't pay my rent, whatever shall I do?" and similar themes, your own experiences and what other members have experienced.

And why not?

I can't help though.

[electrofreak]

Originally Posted by seany65

I see. You're a bit curious about the favourite porn theme of "Ooh, Landlord, I can't pay my rent, whatever shall I do?" and similar themes, your own experiences and what other members have experienced.

And why not?

I can't help though.

@somelad / @seany65 - Nor can I, really. This looks like a promising thread, though, and somelad's first two posts have got it off to a great start!

[somelad]

Story the Second

After the initial incident with M, there was a second and in some ways even more out there occurrence.

M had a friend, E, who was a tall - very tall! - brunette with a good figure and massive chest. I'd have been interested but E was also rather dim, although she was one of kindest, sweetest girls you could hope to meet. To be honest, M sometimes wasn't much of a friend to E and would take advantage of her - they were from the same small town and had a lot of mutual friends, and E was innocent enough not to notice M's occasional unkindness.

Anyway, M's car had broken down and she asked me if I would drive her to the train station to pick up E, who was coming to stay the night. I obliged and off we went - I was doing well in my job and had a new-ish BMW. En route, she asked me to play a practical joke on E. I had no reason not go along and so agreed. The deal was that once E was in the car, I was to say to her "Hi E, how are your boobs?" causing much hilarity according to M, who explained that it was an in-joke between friends. Remember, this is decades ago and that sort of thing wasn't frowned on then, plus all involved were young and dumb.

What I didn't know is that in one of their interminable phone calls, M and E had gotten into a row and were angry with one another. They decided to go ahead with the visit to meet and patch things up.

So E gets into the car, I ask the fateful question, and E is massively upset and begins to cry. I was horrified, apologised profusely and explained that M had put me up to it. To be fair to M she confirmed that it had been a set-up, but of course this caused more friction between the girls and we were all extremely embarrassed by what had occurred. I drove home as quickly as possible and then more or less hid in the lounge while the girls thrashed it out.

Eventually, after a few hours, they patched it up and headed off to the pub. They asked me to come down later on and I agreed, so arrived down around two hours later. By this stage the two were tipsy and wanted to go clubbing. It was a Friday night, no work the next day so why not? and off to the club we went. Now in those days, there was always a "slow set" where smoochy music was played and so when it came on I grabbed E and went onto the dance floor. We were only dancing though and chatting away, there was no amorous intent on my part. However, at one point I looked over at M....and she was livid. I couldn't understand why as were were not a couple, far from it in fact. A few minutes later I noted her chatting to some guy and thought well, that's that sorted so, all is well.

Night ends and we head home in a taxi. Into the lounge and out with the bottle of vodka, and after a short time both girls got a crazed look in their eyes. M began to dance sexily with E and after a short time, M came over to me and straddled me. I'd had her a few times on previous occasions so this wasn't unknown territory. Started snogging and groping her, and before I knew it, E was over with us. She was wearing a little black dress and M began tugging at the straps.....

Suffice to say all three of us went upstairs afterwards and had what was probably the wildest night of my life, and I've had a more adventurous life than many. I'm not going to go into the gory details except to note that in what was probably one of the crowning achievements of my lift to that point, I persuaded M to go down on E, who had "never done anything like that before". Both girls were absolutely mental and I enjoyed it immensely.

However, the next day, cue massive embarrassment again. M took me aside after breakfast and told me the truth - the guy I'd seen her with in the club was a dealer, and she'd bought pills from him, taking one herself and spiking E's drink with the other. See, I told you she was occasionally a shitty friend to E. I was rather deflated as this explained why they had been so up for it, rather than my charms as I'd fondly imagined.

M never told E what she had done, and I decided not to either, although I gave M a royal bollicking for what she had done. They stayed friends though. I only met E a few times after that, we never spoke about that night and she was always embarrassed around me. She's happily married the last I heard, and M was her bridesmaid, so I suppose all's well that ends well. Jesus though, those tits.....magnificent!

[somelad]

Story the Third

This incident is less dramatic, and involves a lady who had the same name as M in the previous posts, but was a very different girl. I'm going to refer to her as M2. She joined us as a housemate not long after M had moved back home.

M2 was....strange looking. She had an excellent ass, not much chest but enough, but her face was...odd. Her features were pulled down at the edges, giving her face the effect of being slightly melted. It was something everyone who met her commented on, albeit not to her face of course. She wasn't unpleasant looking mind you, just unusual. She was an uptight sort as so many women were in those days, and worked as a junior accountant in a large firm.

One day, M2 and I were watching a television news article, can't remember what it was about but it was something to do with sex. I made a comment of some sort, and she replied "Well, everyone likes sex, don't they." It wasn't a condemnatory tone - she was confirming that she liked it too, and it put her in something of a new light.

M2 always dressed very conservatively and had a lot of peccadilloes. For instance, her diet consisted solely of cornflakes, ham sandwiches or ham products, chips, bananas or cheese - nothing else at all. She told me she had never tasted a tomato, an apple, a steak, a burger - nothing. She also couldn't bear to have the volume on the TV on an uneven number, except for five which was ok. Generally she was a strange sort, but to be fair none of her idiosyncrasies made the lives of anyone else in the house harder, so we got on with her.

She told me on one occasion that one of her dislikes was tan lines. I thought nothing of this until she mentioned how she was heading away on holiday to Lanzarote with two of her friends. She came to me all upset, and said that she was afraid she would end up with tan lines from sunbathing with her mates. I wasn't sure what to make of this, but then she said that she wanted to go to a nude beach to tan all over. I suggested that she use a sunbed but she wouldn't for health reasons, same with fake tan - she thought they caused cancer, and maybe she wasn't wrong. Anyway, nude beach it had to be - but she didn't want to go on her own, as there were no "official" nude beaches anywhere near us and she was afraid of getting arrested and/or having to flee unexpectedly.

Idiot that I am I still didn't connect the dots until with a sigh she asked if I would take her to one. Unsurprisingly I agreed - as I said in another post, I was in good condition in those days and not afraid to bare all - and so we headed off in my car to a beach about an hour away. Down to the sand, and she looks at me and says "Go on then!" She didn't have to ask twice and I whipped off my shorts. Reassured that I wasn't going to renege on the deal, she stripped off too, to reveal a surprisingly decent set of tits and a fine hairy pussy.

After a few hours of tanning, splashing in the sea, running around in the nip and suchlike, we headed home. I assumed that something might be in the offing, but it wasn't! She thanked me kindly and that was it. My tongue was hanging out, but no go, although of course I didn't press the matter.

Months after she had moved on, I found out that the other guy in the house had nailed her a couple of times. He told me she was a total cold fish and just lay there. Still would have liked to have done her though! Didn't keep in touch with her but heard she married some loser from her work a few years later.

[somelad]

Story the Fourth

This one is less unusual and involves another lady whose name began with M, so she will be M3.

M3 answered an ad for a house share. At the time there was myself, another lad and a girl in the house - the girl already there wasn't good looking, and was very quiet. M3 came over to have a look at the place. She was nice enough looking, long brown curly hair, big tits, very curvy figure....plump really, think along the lines of Eve Lawrence but fleshier. Still perfectly acceptable though! Her main drawback was a very high-pitched squeaky voice and a habit of saying "Cool!" instead of "OK".

In the "interview" she told us that she didn't have a boyfriend, but it turned out later that she just said that because she thought we wouldn't take her on if she did. In fact, she was going out with a tall skinny sour-faced redheaded bloke, who didn't say three words in all the times I met him.

The day after she moved in, I happened to spill some mayonnaise on the floor in the kitchen. I was just about to clean it up - I was chatting to the other bloke in the house - when M3 wanders in. Spotting the mayonnaise, she says "Wow, did one of you just shoot your load?" and giggled. We lads had our mouths hanging open in shock - remember, this was decades ago, and women didn't really talk like that much back then.

Anyway, she was good fun, always up for a drink and a laugh, even though the voice could get grating after a while. One night a few months later me and the other lad took her out in town (she was from Hicksville) and got her plenty drunk. The other lad was an absolute hound dog for women (they loved him too...lucky sod) and we met up with two friends of M3, one of which he scored in short order. M3 was a bit the worse for wear at this point so called her boyfriend to come collect her. He arrived in, drunk out of his mind, and they proceeded to have an enormous row right there in the club, following which the boyfriend passed out on a couch.

She begged me for help; I was pretty pissed off but I'm an obliging sort, and so loaded her and her fella into a taxi (had to carry him out and lift him into it) and back into the club to try my hand at her remaining female friend.

No joy there though, so a few hours later I headed home myself. Got in the door and there, sprawled on the floor of the lounge, was her boyfriend, lying in a large pool of his own vomit and stark naked. To give him his due, it became apparent fairly quickly what she saw in him despite his miserable personality - lad had a cock like you wouldn't believe. Made me feel pretty inadequate anyways!

Decided that there was no way I was going to clean him up or anything like that, so having checked he wasn't going to choke or anything, I headed off to bed. Got up to my room and there in my bed is M3, who had climbed into my bed and cried herself to sleep.

Now I was drunk myself, and M3 had sobered up considerably from all the stress, so I decide why not? and suggested that a revenge fuck would be a good way to get back at vomit-guy downstairs. M3 agreed (in a very angry sort of way) and we stripped off. I gave her a good fuck, no condom as this was before you had to worry much about diseases, and shot my load in her. Discovered that her tits were just as massive as anticipated, but pretty droopy too due to the weight, and she was more roly-poly than expected. Still, with enough drink on board, I couldn't care less.

She scuttled back to her own room after an hour or two, and the next morning I heard the furious screeches out of her when she discovered her chap downstairs, still lying in his own vomit. She brought him up to the bathroom and hosed him off, and had the vomit in the lounge cleaned up before I emerged. As so often happened in these scenarios, I was sworn to secrecy and everyone remained friends. The boyfriend apologised for puking in my lounge, and I very graciously forgave him.

She left the house around a year later, and I occasionally still bump into her, we share a few words from time to time. I found out some time after she left that the other fella in the house had nailed her on a separate occasion as well, unknown to me. She actually married Mr Vomit afterwards, lost a load of weight and took up running marathons, she looks way better now than she did twenty years ago!

[martin1512]

I selpt with few housemates. The first was with a girl I was sharing with in my first year at university. Then there were a couple while I was living in France and the last one was a guy I shared a flat with in London.

[somelad]

Story the Fifth

This one is a bit wild and only indirectly involves tenants.

Just after I bought the house in my mid twenties, I got in a male tenant named J. He and I ended up being the best of friends - indeed, almost thirty years later, we are still close - and at the time he moved into the house he had a girlfriend, C, who was in the house so often she might as well have lived there too. C was stunning, literally one of the best looking girls I have ever seen, although to be fair most women consider J to be a very handsome man. Anyway, I got to be great friends with C as well and we all often went out drinking together.

After a few fun years J moved on, and just after he moved out he broke up with C unexpectedly. He was upset and it took him a long time to get over her. I stayed in contact with her; she moved abroad and I'd hear from her around once a year. After many one-nighters, J finally met a new lady (and eventually married her, although that was years after this story takes place) and was happy.

In the meantime, C was travelling the world. I'd hear from her every so often and it just so happened that she was going to be in Thailand at the same time I was there - I was on my way to Oz for a year. So we arranged to meet up in Bangkok where she was staying for a few weeks, along with her friend K who was also travelling with her. We met on the Khao San Road, as you do, and had dinner and drinks, a great night.

We arranged to meet again the next night and I met both the girls in a bar on the Khao San. This time we got into the drinking big time and before long all were pretty drunk. At this point the girls told me that they wanted to go to a sex show but had been too afraid to go on their own, and would I take them? No problem of course! We headed off to Soi Cowboy and they darted right into the first place they saw, with me in tow.

The sex show was totally wild - look it up if you want to know what goes on in them, but it was very over the top - and then, to cap it all, just as we were leaving two huge bouncers demanded all our money or they'd beat us up. They made it clear that the girls would be beaten too. Apparently this scam was very common at the time. No option but to fork over the contents of my wallet - which, fortunately, due to the price of stuff in Bangkok at the time, probably wasn't any more than £20.

The girls found this exciting/thrilling and wanted to go to another show if you can believe it. However, they wanted to go to a ladyboy show! I agreed and we went to another area, can't remember the name of it, but it was a few miles away. It turned out not to be a ladyboy show, it was just a "boy" show where the performers were all male, some straight, some gay. The girls loved it of course; I'm straight so whilst it was interesting it didn't light my fire or anything. However, I could see that the two girls were by now fairly drunk and very horny, so decided that there might be an opportunity here....

We stopped in a bar next to the venue and had another drink and, as the girls were on a budget and staying in a shithole, I slyly offered to take them back to my five-star hotel (not expensive in BKK at the time) Somewhat to my surprise, C seized on the idea immediately, clearly up for some fun. She turned to K and asked what she thought. K was also up for it, but she assumed that I was going to be with C and wanted "something for herself" (I had been hoping to have them both, but ah well....) So C says "Well, why not get someone in there?" meaning the boy-show venue. K grinned, jumped up and ran back inside. About ten minutes later she came out with one of the performers, a Thai guy but very muscular, who looked a combination between astonished, confused and delighted. I don't know what it's like now, but at the time a lot of the performers were straight but would be bought by guys and have to have gay sex just to make money. It was rare for them to get hired by a woman.

He seemed decent and had good English, so we squeezed into a tuktuk and back to my hotel. I had thought K and her Thai chap would head on elsewhere, but no, they came up to the room with us. We had some bottles of beer sent up by Reception and relaxed for a bit, then the fun started. C straddled me first and we were snogging whilst K began stripping off her Thai fella.

Before long we were all on the bed, the two girls in doggy and we lads pumping them both. After a short while, the Thai chap turned to me and said "Swap?" I asked the girls if they were ok, which they were, and we swapped. I fucked K in doggy whilst Thai fella fucked C in missionary. Both me and him were doing our best not to cum, so took a break for a little while.

It was now very steamy in the room and all were very aroused. I began to encourage the girls to "give us a show". C knelt on the bed with K kneeling in front of her and they kissed - Thai guy's eyes nearly popped out of his head. Then C turned to me and said that if we wanted more of a show, then the girls would have to have a show too. What do you mean I foolishly responded, and C explained.

Thai guy had no issue with this at all of course and I was only slightly reluctant as it was new to me. The girls sat on a couch in the room draped over one another whilst we guys knelt on the bed. I didn't really know how to start but Thai guy said "We touch cocks now" and sort of shuffled towards me with his erect cock sticking out. I matched him and we began to have a sort of fight with our cocks. The girls were cheering us on and we began to wrestle, rubbing our cocks together as we did. It was surprisingly fun.

After a bit of this, I turned to the girls and said "Now you!! and K giggled and went down on C straight away. I said that they had clearly done this before and K said that she had, but it was C's first time. I slipped my cock into K from behind while C blew Thai guy. We guys then lay on our backs whilst the girls rode us doggy style.

All the drink made it hard for me to cum, which I said to C. She laughed, got off me and fetched a fresh condom and put it on me, then told Thai guy to take my cock in his ass. She sort of ordered him. I was like - Whoa! not sure about that! - but she told me to shut up, it was happening, and if I did it she would stick her tongue up K's ass. I really wanted to see that so I agreed, and Thai guy cheerfully clambered aboard, grabbed my cock, lubed it up (he had these little pouches of lube with him, like those little sachets of tomato sauce that you get only sex lube) and stuck it straight up his own ass without even flinching. Must say it was nice and tight! He rode me for a bit then I turned him over and did him doggy with the girls encouraging me. My first and only time doing a guy, could have been worse!

True to her promise, C then stuck her tongue right up K's ass. Never seen anything like it, perfection. I couldn't hold on any longer, flipped her on her back, pulled off the condom and came in her mouth. Thai fella did the same to K a few minutes later.

We all relaxed for a bit and then Thai guy said he had to go. We gave him a very generous amount of money as thanks for the night, he was very happy as it was way more than the going rate, and he'd got to fuck two Western girls which at the time gave him great street cred with his mates. Next morning I nailed C again while K was in the shower.

I stayed in contact with C for years afterwards but we rarely mentioned "the big night in BKK". She eventually got married to a nice guy and moved to the US. I still hear from her but it's only every few years now. K was still single last I heard but she was really C's friend so I never got to know her beyond that night. Goodness, the things one gets up to when young!

[somelad]

Story the Sixth

This is a less appealing story, and I suppose I don't come out of it in a very good light.

For about six months at one point we had a tenant, A, whom I genuinely disliked. She was a little older than I so in her late twenties, not bad looking, seemed nice enough when she came to look at the room. I took her on happily enough; she had a good job so there was no fear about the rent.

However.....she turned out to be a genuinely horrible bitch. She was extremely difficult to live with, always complaining and had the most dreadful condescending attitude. She basically looked down on anyone with less education or a worse job than her own. I have a couple of degrees and at the time was earning very good money in a respectable job, so she liked me at first, but when I saw how she treated others my respect for her fell off a cliff, although I never told her.

At the time there was another girl in the house, a really quiet lass who had a long term boyfriend. She worked as a receptionist which A looked down on and A would take every opportunity to belittle her. This backfired on her eventually, as this story will tell.

One day I arrived home early and went on into my room. However, unknown to me, A had come home early - something she never did - and didn't realise that I was home. So she decides to have a shower and her room wasn't ensuite, which mine was. Due to the rather unusual layout of the house, I could see the first floor landing through my bedroom window, but it's not visible from the public footpath. When I heard noises I looked out the window and spot A crossing the landing to the bathroom, stark naked. To my amazement, A had one of the best figures I've ever seen, which she had concealed under baggy clothing up to that point. Perfect tits, wonderful hips and legs and a gloriously hairy pussy, which were common in those days - few girls shaved back then. She didn't see me and continued on her way. I sneaked downstairs and made a show of "coming home" so she wouldn't know I'd seen her.

She was still a fucking bitch of course, so I just shook my head in astonishment and went on with life. However, about a week later, A was giving the other poor girl a hard time about something or other, can't remember what it was now but A kept telling her that she was wrong about a particular fact. I was present for the argument and could see the other girl beginning to get upset, and realised that A was wrong. Now, this was long before mobile phones or the Internet, so you couldn't just look something up then and there.

I pretended to be angry (didn't really care) and began to argue with A. Eventually, I said to her that we would have a bet. She said that if I lost, I'd have to give her £100 and in those days, a hundred pounds was a hell of a lot of money - her rent wasn't that much. I agreed, but if she lost, she had to let me fuck her.

Silence fell and I thought I'd gone too far, as indeed I would have with any other woman - they'd just have said that the bet was off. But A was so vain and arrogant that she couldn't conceive of being wrong, and agreed. She'd made the odd flirty comment to me previously which I ignored as I didn't like her, but maybe she did fancy me - she was single, and I was considered a good looking guy when I was young. We dug out an encyclopedia, and behold! I was right, and won the bet.

I asked when I could collect. She asked if I was serious and I pointed out that if she had won, she'd have insisted on the £100, which she had little answer to. So we agreed that Friday, when the other girl was gone - the deal was struck in front of the other girl, who could hardly conceal her glee at A's loss of the bet.

Anyway, Friday rolls around and I assumed that A would welch on the bet. However, that evening, she asked if I wanted to get it over with. I said yes, she told me to go shower and I did so, then went into my room and got into bed. Now, if it had been any other girl, I would of course have let her off. But by this time I pretty much hated A, and if it wasn't going to happen, it would be her call, not mine. A thought occurred to me though, and so I stuck a tape recorder under the bed, just in case (no such thing as cameras in those days)

A few minutes later, A walks into my room wearing a dressing gown. She comes over to the bed and opens it up to reveal that glorious body, resulting in an instant erection from me. I asked her if she was willing to go through with the bet and let me fuck her as agreed, and she said yes, she'd lost the bet and would accept the forfeit. She pulled aside the covers and I got out a condom which she put on me, and then she clambered aboard in the "cowgirl" position. She lowered herself down onto my cock and I must say her hairy pussy was nice and tight. She hopped up and down for a few minutes, I shot my load, she gets off, puts the dressing gown back on, and on out of the room she goes. Not the slightest bit of emotion, not even anger.

We never spoke of it again, although I did tell the other girl. A few months later I'd had enough of A and asked her to leave. She threatened to go to the police, and I produced the recording of her agreeing to the whole thing, as well as pointing out that the other girl would support my version of events. A left about three weeks later, and I never heard from her again, which was just how I liked it. That said....I still remember those tits, and that pussy....to this day I've never seen a nicer one, not even in porn!