Science Exxxperiment

Author note: this story is stand-alone, but it is also a sequel to The Science Project From the threshold of my door I surveil the dorm hallway, considering each boy as they pass. Joel's gait is mostly swagger. Tall and beefy, sure, but too much a meathead. Wouldn't get anything useful from him. Martin skitters …

A Fresh Start [part 1]

College is a fresh start, they say. A chance to reinvent myself, I’ve been told, to forget who I thought I was as a child and become something different, something new, something better. The promise of spending time with interesting people debating interesting ideas, making interesting things. I keep the door to my dorm room …

Until the Sun Rises

Her roommate Bethany was, amongst other offenses, a cheerleader, one with a slutty little grin and a fearsome mane of fiery red hair and a tight little pale body. She and Alicia did not get along in the slightest, for when she wasn’t strutting around the dorm room in her cutesy red-and-white cheer uniform, she tended to be nearly naked, not caring one whit if Alicia was there or wanted to have male company of her own. To make matters worse, Bethany had a nonstop string of ‘boyfriends’ who visited in no particular order or pattern, big and brawny men of all types plowing her brains out seemingly whenever she wanted. And she wanted a lot.

Carianne

She turns to throw the empty peel into the trash, and my gaze flits down to sneak a peek at her figure. I don’t mean to be a creep, and I don’t even really think of Carianne that way, but workout clothes are my weakness. And the way her bright blue sportsbra slips out from beneath the edges of her tank top, and the way her even brighter green stretch leggings hug her ass... well, it’s certainly delightful.

Zooey

As I watch, she sits up, still engrossed in her screen, still with her back to me. She’s wearing a powder blue tank top, clinging tightly to her thin little torso. She’s on her knees, back arched, ass out as she rides her fingers.

Jessa

“Nod if you’re good.” Jessa nodded. Leann’s hand shot out, slapping the blond girl across the cheek. “No,” she reprimanded, “Good girls don’t get themselves in these situations.” Jessa mumbled something, eyes wide. Her words were unintelligible behind the ball gag.

Lia

The door bursts open and Amy spills through, dragging in a cute boy by the the wrist. She sees me getting eaten out, blinks as she realizes. I grin at her, and her eyes go wide. “Oh. Oh my god. I forgot...” Her arms swing to cover herself, as if she’s the one being immodest here.

Visiting the Dorms

She doesn’t react when I start to draw circles with my fingers. And then again, nothing when I drag my hand up, daring closer and closer up her chest. My hand slips under her shirt and she doesn’t care. I brush against her tit. Nothing. Emboldened, I squeeze a breast, tweak a nipple. She just lets me, not even the slightest acknowledgment.