Chapter 1

An Unusual Circumstance

Edward had finally been accepted into the school of his dreams. Although, under an unusual circumstance. School classes were just starting so no one had a chance to choose their roommate yet. When he approached the girl’s dorm he received surprised and flirtatious glances from all the cute school girls he passed.

“Are you lost, handsome?” A beautiful girl with curly red hair asked with titillation. He shook his head no. She approached until she was blocking his path.”You here to see some lucky girl?” she followed up.

“Truth be told, the guy’s dorm is full and there is only space in the woman’s dorm,” he explained. He lifted his gym bag while gesturing down at his wheeled suitcase for emphasis.

“For real? We’ve never had Co-Ed dorms before. Can I see the application?” she requested in curiosity. He put down his bag before reaching into his jeans pocket to pull out a letter. He handed it to her and she gave it a quick scan. She made a massive sigh. “Not my room,” she intoned, disappointed. She handed it back when a new dirty idea popped into her head. “Maybe when you get settled in you can get settled IN,” she suggested in a seductive voice.

“I…have to get going. I’ve had a long and hard…” he blurted out in nervousness.

She took a peek down at his massive feet. “Dick?” she guessed.

“Drive here,” he finished. “But it was nice meeting you…” He lingered for her name being polite.

“Cassie,” she introduced herself. “What’s your name?” she inquired letting him rush past her.

“Edward,” he responded.

“I like to know the name of the guy I’ll be riding tonight,” she schemed.

He breathed a sigh of relief when he closed the giant entry door to the girl’s dorm behind him. “Down, boy, down,” he scowled at his aroused dick. ‘I cannot show up at my new roommate’s place with a half-chub,’ he reprimanded himself. ‘Think about baseball, cars, or old people naked. That last one did it,’ he boosted with his self-discipline. With the situation under control, he viewed the transfer letter. ‘209,’ the letter read. Moving into the elevator, he pressed 2. The second he exited he saw the first door number was 209. “Oh, what a lucky break,” he reacted feeling fortunate. With a light touch, he knocked on the door.

Chapter 2

Papers, Please

A shocked but cute, petite, short-haired brunette answered. “You are a guy!” she exclaimed, flabbergasted.

“Last time I checked,” he replied light-hearted.

‘A Hot, muscular guy at that,’ she wondered.

“When I saw the name ‘Eddie’ on the new roommate transfer I thought you would be a girl,” she claimed. “Let me see the paper,” she spoke with doubt.

“My friends call me Eddie. But if it makes you feel any better, you can call me Ed or Edward,” he offered.

She scanned the document, only half-listening to Edward. His name, the move-in date, the Dorm name Emelia’s Women Dorm for exceptional young women… “Wait a minute,” she paused. She made a sniffing noise. “Is that perfume?” she judged with suspicion.

“Oh, right, a redhead I passed didn’t believe it either. She wanted me to pull it out so she had a chance to see it,” he recalled. She gave him a questioning look. “The Room Transfer Order,” he clarified with a chuckle. “She was let down when she saw it wasn’t her room,” he added, sounding smug.

“Cassie,” she spat with venom.

“You know her?” he marveled.

“Just one redhead that is as forward as that. It’s not unusual to find guys that have been fucked senseless in a secluded place around here,” she disparaged.

“While she grins like a loon for the rest of the day,” she retorted in contempt. “You are lucky you escaped,” she assured him.

“Speaking of names, I never got yours,” he segued.

“Hayley,” she responded pleased. She reached out to shake his hand causing him to drop his luggage by the empty bed. He gave her a firm handshake. “That’s quite a strong grip you have there,” she winced.

“Oh, sorry,” he voiced his apology while letting go of her hand.

“It’s alright. Some girls like it rough,” she broadcasted without thinking. Her face ripened to a bright red with embarrassment.

Chapter 3

Ground Rules

“This requires some ground rules,” she spouted, willing to change the subject. “When I’m changing clothes I expect you to be a gentleman by turning away. I don’t want you staring at my boobs,” she mandated.

At the mention of her breasts, he was unable to help but focus on them. They were of medium size with nice pepperoni-sized nipples revealing themselves from under her white school T-shirt. “No bra? Laundry day?” he teased.

“I believed you were a girl. I didn’t think I needed one,” she justified. She was about to cover her mounds when she figured he already had a good look. “Eyes up here,” she grumbled, irritated.

His gaze returned to her face as he waited for her to continue. But her mind was elsewhere. ‘Imagine his lustful eyes spying on my body when I’m undressing,’ she envisioned. She felt a tingling sensation and realized the idea excited her.

“Well, the same goes for you,” he interrupted her daydreaming.

“Huh?” she uttered, waking from her stupor.

“I don’t want you ogling my package when I’m redressing,” he dictated.

“Your package?” she repeated, dumbfounded. Compelled by instinct, she checked out his crotch. ‘Wow. Even unerect I can see the bulging outline through his pants.’ She was in awe.

“Eyes up here,” he parroted her own words back at her.

“Ok, I don’t want you coming home drunk and Horny and trying to sneak into my bed,” she countered.

“Likewise,” he challenged.

She grew indignant about such a concept. “If I bring a guy home, I want you to face the wall when we are having Sex. And no, you can’t have sloppy seconds,” she decreed.

He made a disgusted face at the idea of having ‘leftovers’. “Alright, if I bring a girl or TWO back, I also demand you look the other way. Don’t even think about joining us. It’s gonna be a long night,” he testified.

The insinuation that she was some kinda Sex fiend irked her. Yet, Ed was insulted that he’d be anything but a gentleman frustrated him.

The argument left her feeling heated up but not in anger. But she hid it behind anger. She had to use all her willpower to stop herself from tackling him onto the bed and begin tearing his clothes in a passion-filled frenzy. If she became any wetter, her juices would begin to dribble down her shorts. But that would prove his point. She kept her arousal secret. ‘I’ll be damned before I let him know my urges for him,’ she contemplated in indignation.

Only his constricting jeans helped conceal his hardened penis. The same fantasy ran through his mind. However, he was a man of honor. That would prove her point. They scowled at one another. Neither was eager to give in. Seconds later, there was a soft knock on their door.

Chapter 4

Helping Hand

An attractive, tall girl with golden long hair popped her head in. “Brooke,” she expressed with joy. She waved for her friend to come in.

Brooke was wearing a short mini-skirt and top. She took a long inspection of Ed. “For me?” she tantalized. Brooke noticed his futile attempt to hide his erection. She distinguished that her friend also appeared turned on.

“This is my new roommate, Ed,” Hayley introduced, seeming rather curt. He gave her a polite wave while she stood beside her friend.

“You’ve known me since high school. Can you please tell this man I’d never sneak into his bed at night,” Hayley griped, hoping for support.

“Why Not? I would,” Brooke dissented.

Hayley frowned at her.

“I would never watch her undress,” he bemoaned.

Brooke moved up behind Hayley. Her arms circled her friend’s chest. With vigor, she squeezed her friend’s tits. “You’d be missing out. I’ve seen her boobs. They are gorgeous. Come give them a grope,” Brooke invited.

“Stop goofing around,” Hayley compelled.

She released her friend’s bosom. “Just like I assumed. Her nipples are rock hard and her body is burning up,” Brooke’s belief was correct.

The sexual tension was overwhelming. She had overheard the argument when she was just outside. “So she won’t act because she wishes to show she is a good girl and he won’t act because he is principled. However, I’m not trying to pretend to be either,” she schemed.

“I bet you had an exhausting trip here,” Brooke presumed.

“It was several miles,” he consented.

Without a Care, she pushed his suitcase and gym bag into a corner. They were mere obstacles in her way. “We’ll worry about those later,” she predicated. With a gentle touch, she pushed him back into a sitting position on his bed.

Hayley watched her friend with puzzlement. Brooke kneeled in front of him. “I bet your feet need to ‘breathe’ after such a journey,” Brooke speculated. She went ahead untying his shoelaces. He too was perplexed by her motives. Yet, he made no move to halt her.

Chapter 5

Taking the Initiative

“So tell me… do you have a girlfriend?” she pried. “Not anymore. We broke up right-“

“That’s too bad,” she interrupted with false sincerity. “Do you want to fuck my friend? She wants to fuck you,” Brooke announced being blunt. His obscured dick rose a little like it was saying yes.

“I do not!” Hayley contradicted.

“Do you want to fuck me?” Brooke enticed. His dick once more answered for him with the slightest movement under his jeans. Tossing his last sock apart she proceeded with her devious plan. “I bet your legs need to ‘breathe’ too,” she attested. She reached up and unbuttoned his jeans, shocking them both. With aggression, Brooke attempted to pull off his pants but Ed wasn’t aiding her.

“Give me your jeans,” Brooke growled. Knowing she meant company, he assisted her. Removing the last pant leg, it too was tossed apart. Now, his gigantic erection was clear from beneath his boxers. “The final barrier,” Brooke gloated. “I bet your cock needs to ‘breathe” too,” she persisted. Not giving him a chance to protest, she yanked down his boxers to his knees. His dick popped up and pointed at the ceiling. “Oh, no!” Brooke feigned worry. Hayley immediately rushed over with concern. There she saw it, pulsing with life. She covered her mouth in amazement. “The poor fella must have been suffocating in there,” she fabricated. “Even the balls are blue,” Brooke lied.

“I don’t have blue balls,” he objected.

“I better give it mouth to mouth,” she rationalized.

“You wouldn’t dare,” Hayley condemned, incredulous.

She wrapped both hands around the base of his cock. With one steady movement, she engulfed his member. She was only able to get him halfway in before it hit the back of her throat. She ‘mmm’ed’ while bobbling up and down on him. Ed lifted his head skyward entering pure ecstasy. Her tongue and lips work as one. She took her time licking the frenulum, the area underneath the head to great effect. It was the most sensitive part of the penis. She felt him strain, reassuring her she was giving the desired effect.

Hayley observed in disbelief. She knew her friend was slutty, but to do this in her presence was a different thing. Minutes passed during which Brooke soaked up his dick with saliva.

At one point she stopped sucking and swiveled her body to address her friend. She made the hand gesture like she was showing off a prize at a game show. “Want some? It’s tasty,” Brooke proposed. Hayley’s response was to shake her head feeling numb.

“Don’t stop,” Edward begged. Brooke simply shrugged and went back to giving head. “A few more minutes of this till I switch to phase two,” Brooke plotted. She ran her hand under her miniskirt to touch the wetness building there. “Ready for Phase 2. She had her chance,” she concurred.

Chapter 6

Phase Two

At last, she withdrew and rose to her feet. “Do you know why I wear mini-skirts?” she asked being rhetorical. He shook his head no. She reached under her dress and pulled her underwear to the side. “Easy access,” she revealed pervertedly.

Hayley had reached her boiling point. This had gone on long enough. Forceful, but in a gentle way, she pushed Brooke to the side. Hayley now stood completely nude before him. Right after Brooke offered Hayley his cock, she had secretly started to strip. “If anyone is going to fuck my roommate, it’s going to be me!” Hayley commanded.

“Well, it looks like my work is done,” Brooke victoriously gloated. “Time to go back to my room, mount my dildo to the wall and fuck myself silly,” Brooke publicized. She was headed to the door when Hayley snatched her arm.

“You are not going anywhere. You will sit in that chair and watch us the way you had me watch you,” Hayley coerced. She leaned in to whisper in her ear. “Plus, I don’t know if I can handle that monster on my own,” she humblingly confessed.

Brooke pouted but obeyed her order. “Can I at least masturbate?” Brooke hoped.

“As I could prevent it,” Hayley scoffed.

Satisfied, she spun around fixating on Ed. With a few strides, she towered over him. Now, with an unobstructed view, he had to agree she did have some gorgeous melons. “I think I’ll just squat down on his lap, so I can bounce halfway down on his dick and keep an eye on Brooke so she doesn’t sneak out,” Hayley decided.

She spun around once more. This time giving Edward an eye-full of Hayley’s tight little Ass. His dick bounced up in approval. “Hold that thing still,” Hayley complained. She reached back with her hand, taking hold of the bottom half of the shaft, and she lowered herself towards it. Even with Brooke’s spit and her dampness, the head wouldn’t fit in. She was incredibly tight.

“Let me help you,” Edward prompted. His hands took hold of the side of her Pussy lips and pried them apart. Finally, it slid into her. With every inch that sunk in, her mouth opened wider like she was about to sing.

Chapter 7

Team Effort

‘FUCK! He’s gonna split me in half,’ Hayley exaggerated. “OK, that’s far enough,” Hayley verified.

“But you still have a few more inches to go,” Brooke encouraged.

“He is so deep in me already, I can taste his cock,” Hayley said being hyperbolic. She glanced over at Brooke in the chair. She was astonished to see her already nude and rubbing her clit. In a bending lap dance stance, Hayley reluctantly lowered herself submerging him further on his dick. She dared not to go further than halfway in. His width alone was spreading her opening apart.

“Well, if you are not going to go deeper, at least go faster. I wanna see you cummimg all over that beast,” Brooke roused. As she became more used to it, she eventually sped up. Just like Brooke predicted, she was soon Cumming all over his cock and moaning loudly. 15 minutes elapsed and Hayley’s legs (not to mention her twat) were getting pretty sore. She scanned her friend Brooke who has still fingering herself. Her fingers were up to their knuckles inside her beaver. “She’ll be fisting herself in another minute,” Hayley presumed. “I believe she has suffered long enough,” she judged. Hayley slipped his schlong out of her while rising. “Ok, Brooke. Your turn. I even made it more slippery for you,” she invited.

“About time,” Brooke grumbled. “Let me show you how a real woman rides a cock,” Brooke jeered her friend. Hayley rolled her eyes at her friend. “I’m gonna take it all in,” she promised.

“Oh, really?” Hayley said distrustfully. Without hesitation, Brooke strode over to Edward. She pushed him further back on his bed so she had space to climb up. Once on the mattress, she advanced on her knees, towards his towering phallus. “Watch closely, little girl,” Brooke teased. She pressed her body up against Edward, with her hips hovering over his pecker. Hayley kneeled on the carpet downwind of Brooke to get a good view. She folded her legs while descending. Her muff parted effortlessly, enveloping his head. Hayley’s eyes went wide witnessing her friend easily go past the halfway point. She groaned lightly when she reached the bottom.

“How did you do that?” Hayley gasped amazed. “My waist is lengthier. So my uterus is longer,” she attested.

“How did you know it would fit?” Hayley investigated.

“I’ve had larger ones in me,” she mentioned with a shrug. Now, in the face-off Sex position, she glimpsed back at Hayley. “It’s your turn to watch us and finger yourself in the chair,” Brooke conscripted.

“Oh, no. My slit is aching,” Hayley disputed. “I think I’ll just rest for a time,” Hayley settled on this course of action. She wobbled to her bed and collapsed. She was asleep in seconds.

Chapter 8

Going for a Ride

“But… you said we’d do this together,” Brooke construed feeling dejected.

“Do what together?” Ed quizzed puzzled.

“Fuck you senseless, obviously,” she jeered him.

“Well, if you don’t think you can do this by yourself I under-,” he began sympathetically.

“Shut up,” Brooke spouted defensively. She didn’t need or want his pity. She would ride him all night if she had to. “Do you know why they call me Brooke? Because I’m all the time wet,” she bragged seductively. “Let me show you,” Brooke asserted alluringly. She rotated her hips on his cock letting him explore within. His deep exhale brightened her day. After minutes of this, she proceeded to grind against his member. In no time at all, they were both making animalistic noises. After climaxing hard, she gave herself a breather. She looked down into his eyes to check that he was paying attention. “I did this all for Hayley. When I came in I sensed the sexual tension in the air. It was clear as day. But I know she was too much of a prude to do anything about it. It was the main reason that she hasn’t had Sex in a month. So I choose to edge her in the right direction by seducing you,” she confided.

“I’m not sure if that makes you the world’s greatest friend or the worst,” he noted conflicted. This earned him a hit on the arm from a very annoyed Brooke.

“Don’t make a girl that has control of your cock angry,” she cautioned him. “A cock that is rubbing against my G-spot,” she savored. Ed honored her counsel by keeping his mouth shut. 20 minutes passed as she rode his dick. Her thighs were getting worn out and she desperately wanted him to take charge. She paused once more in her thrusts.

Chapter 9

Working on it

“So you gonna let me do all the work?” she confronted him.

“Work? It looks like you are having a ton of fun to me,” he ridiculed.

“You know what I mean. My hips are being run ragged and my feet are falling asleep,” she complained irritated.

“I have the cure to all your problems,” he promised. “I was saving this for Hayley, except she cannot take it all. Unlike you,” he claimed. Allowing her no further warning, he lifted them both off the bed. With his arms tightly holding her buttocks, he maneuvered them into an aerial dancer posture. Her feet dangled in mid-air while her thighs clapped to his midsection. She barely had time to encircle her arms around his neck, before he bounced her off his cock. She moaned with pleasure in his ear. He gradually increased speed until his balls were slapping against her perineum. “Faster. Harder,” she whispered enticingly in his ear.

Hayley was rudely shaken awake by a desperate Brooke. “You vowed to help me with him,” Brooke admonished. Hayley sat up to see Booke bent over in the supported standing doggy pose. Ed was right behind her, plowing away. Hayley rubbed her eyes to help wake herself up. “We’ve been having Sex for hours. He is a machine,” Brooke whined. “I’ve tried everything. Gave him handjobs until I got Calluses. I gave him a Blowjob till I got lockjaw. I let him thigh fuck me until they were red and raw. He fucked me until my cunt was black and blue, I even let him titty fuck my b-cups. Brooke exaggerated to get her point across.

“Did you try Anal?” Hayley advocated.

“Ok, so not everything,” Brooke amended her previous statement. “But don’t give him any ideas,” Brooke rebuked.