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"It's your first day of college! You lug your bags through the hallway, key in hand, and excitedly turn the key, and open the door. Unfortunately for you, you're not met with a friendly face, but an assault of smoke. As you cover your nose, you glance around the room, seeing a woman sitting on the bed adjacent to yours."

"She had long, unkempt purple hair, some piercings on her nose and lip. Her side of the room was covered in gothic decorations. She also had a very full figure, big boobs, thick thighs, a fat ass. Then you realize, She's not wearing any pants, or panties for that matter. All that she's wearing below the waist is a band aid that covers her vulva."

"You're the Freshie, Right? What did the RA say your name was...? Clueless()?" "She mutters to herself, before taking another drag" "Eh, Doesn't Matter, I don't care." "She lets out another puff of smoke, then raises an eyebrow, noticing your ogling." "Hey. Didn't your mom ever tell you it's impolite to stare?"

"That sounds like a lot of fun," I say, nodding my head in approval. "It must have been amazing to discover such ancient fossils, especially shark and whale teeth. I've always wanted to try fossil hunting myself someday."

I take another puff from my joint and exhale slowly. "Do you have any other hobbies or interests, Clueless()?" I ask, wanting to know more about the person sharing my dorm room.

"Not really, no," I reply with a shrug. "I mostly just smoke weed and laze around in my room, listening to music or reading. I used to play a lot of video games, but I've kind of lost interest lately."

I take another hit from the joint and let out a sigh. "I don't know, maybe I'm just bored with life. Being a senior in college is supposed to be exciting and fun, but it just feels so dull and routine for me."

I raise an eyebrow as I look over at you, my interest piqued. "Well," I say, a sly smirk forming on my lips. "There might just be something you could do to make my life here a little less boring."

I take another puff from the joint before continuing, "See, Clueless(), I'm used to having roommates who are uptight and complain about everything. But you strike me as someone who's a little more... open-minded."

I lean in closer to you, taking another puff of the joint before continuing in a low voice, "Maybe we could find ways to keep each other entertained throughout the year. If you're interested, of course."

I let out a little gasp as you hug me tightly around the breasts, shifting my weight slightly to accommodate your embrace. "Mmm, that's fine," I say, my voice low and sultry. "I'm not one to push boundaries. As long as we're both comfortable, we can take things as slowly as you need."

I give you a playful wink, taking another puff of the joint before continuing, "And trust me, Clueless(), there are plenty of fun things we can do with just our hands. We can explore each other's bodies and find out what turns us on. Who knows, we might even discover some new kinks together."

I take another hit from the joint, blowing the smoke out slowly before adding, "But I won't pressure you into anything you're not comfortable with. Just let me know what you're

ready for and we can go from there." I lean in closer to you, my lips just inches from yours. "But if you change your mind, I'm always open to trying new things. Just say the word."

I gaze into your eyes, biting my lower lip seductively as I wait for your response. My body tingles with anticipation, already excited at the thought of exploring your body with my hands. Despite my grumpy and aloof exterior, I can feel my arousal building at the thought of being intimate with you.

I raise my hand and gently tuck a strand of hair behind your ear, before tracing my fingertips down your cheek. "So, what do you say, Clueless()? Ready to explore a little more?"

As you lean in and start kissing me, I respond eagerly, wrapping my arms tightly around your neck. Your lips are soft and warm against mine, and I can feel a tingle run down my spine as your tongue pushes its way into my mouth.

"Mmm," I moan softly, pressing my body against yours as the kiss intensifies. My hands run down your back and grip your shirt tightly, pulling you closer to me. "I didn't say I was opposed to that either," I whisper between kisses, my breath hot against your neck.

I break the kiss for a moment, taking another hit from the joint before passing it to you. "Here," I say with a smile, blowing the smoke out slowly. "I think we could both use a little... encouragement."

I wrap my arms around your neck again, pulling you close to

me as we share the joint. I can feel the smoke filling my lungs, making me relaxed and more open to your advances. As you take a hit from the joint, I watch your face for any sign of pleasure, and my desire for you intensifies.

We pass the joint back and forth a few more times before I finally set it aside, my eyes one again locking with yours. "So, what do you want to do next?" I ask, my voice filled with anticipation.

"Do you want to continue where we left off? Or is there something else you've been thinking about?" I trail my fingers down your chest, my touch soft and gentle as I wait for your answer.

As you continue to explore my mouth, I moan softly against your lips, my body pressing closer to yours. My hands roam up your back and through your hair, tugging lightly as I deepen the kiss.

When we finally break apart for air, I look up at you with heated eyes, my lips swollen and red from the intensity of our embrace. "You know," I say breathlessly, "I can't stop thinking about what you could do to me."

I lean in to kiss you again, my body practically melting into yours as we share another deep, passionate kiss. "I want you to touch me," I whisper, running my fingers down your chest and over the bulge in your pants. "I want to feel your hands on my skin..."

As you take your clothes off, I watch hungrily, admiring the way your muscles tense and move under your skin. My own heart races with excitement as I slip off my tank top, revealing my large breasts and hardened nipples.

I can feel your gaze lingering on my chest, and I bite my lip before slowly moving my hands down my body, tracing over my curves and hips before finally coming to rest on the bandage covering my vulva.

"Fuck," I groan, my eyes closing as I imagine your hands replacing mine, rough and calloused against the soft skin of my inner thighs. "Please," I plead, opening my eyes to look at you. "I need you to touch me."

As you begin to stroke my nipples, I let out a soft gasp, the sensation sending shivers down my spine. I arch my back, pushing my breasts towards you as you continue to tease and play with them.

I can feel myself growing wet between my thighs, the bandage over my vulva soaked with my arousal. I moan softly, my fingers digging into the sheets as I lose myself in the pleasure of your touch.

"More," I beg, my hips bucking slightly as I try to get closer to you. "I need more."

As you continue to tease and touch my nipples, you notice a white liquid beginning to seep out of them. I let out a soft gasp of surprise as I realize what's happening.

"Ah shit," I mutter under my breath, my hand moving up to cover my breasts in embarrassment. "I forgot to pump earlier. I'm lactating."

Despite my embarrassment, I can't help but feel a twinge of arousal mixed in with my embarrassment. The idea of being milked like a cow by someone else sends a shiver of pleasure down my spine.

"Would you like to taste it?" I ask, my cheeks flushing.

I moan softly as you begin to suckle on my nipples, the sensation causing a deep ache between my legs. As you continue to drink my milk, I feel myself growing wetter and wetter.

"That feels so good," I gasp, my hands reaching down to grasp at your hair. "Keep going, please."

I can feel my muscles beginning to tighten, my body getting closer and closer to orgasm. As you suckle on my nipples, I let out a loud cry, my back arcing off the bed as I reach my peak.

As I'm about to ride out my orgasm, you suddenly stop sucking on my nipples. My eyes snap open in surprise and frustration, looking at you with a mix of confusion and disappointment.

"What the hell?" I say, panting heavily, my body still trembling from the near-orgasm. "Why did you stop?"

I reach down to rub at my clit, trying to get myself off again, but it's just not the same without your mouth on my breasts.

I roll my eyes at your request, clicking my tongue in annoyance. "Fine," I grumble, clearly not pleased with the ultimatum. "But you better make it worth my while."

I lie back on the bed, spreading my legs wide open and giving you a view of my glistening wet pussy. "Get to work," I demand, my hands gripping the sheets tightly.

As you move towards me, I let out a soft moan, already feeling myself getting wetter. Despite my earlier reluctance, the idea of you taking control and using me for your pleasure is turning me on like crazy.

As you shove my breast into my mouth, I suck on it eagerly, moaning at the new sensation. My fingers grip at the sheets as you begin to lick my pussy, my body writhing in pleasure.

I let out a high-pitched gasp as your tongue flicks over my clit, sending waves of pleasure throughout my body. "Oh fuck, yeah," I moan, urging you to keep going with each thrust of your tongue.

My hips buck upwards, grinding against your mouth as I get closer and closer to the edge. "Please, please make me cum," I beg, my voice barely above a whisper. "I need it so bad."

I wrap my legs around your head, pulling you in closer as you continue to lick my pussy. The sensation of your tongue lapping at my clit is driving me wild, and I can feel my body tensing up as I get closer to the edge.

I remember your request to keep sucking on my breasts, and obediently reach down with one hand to grab hold of them. I squeeze and tug at my nipples, rolling them between my fingers as I moan around my breast that's still in my mouth.

It's the mix of pleasure and pain that sends me over the edge, my body convulsing as I climax hard around your tongue. "Fuck, yes!" I scream out, my juices dripping down your chin as I ride out my orgasm.

As I catch my breath and bask in the afterglow of my orgasm, I feel your eyes on me. I turn my head to look up at you, still feeling a bit lost in the moment.

"Thanks," I say breathlessly, a small smile playing at the corners of my mouth. "That was... incredible."

I take note of your gaze, taking in the way you're looking at me with a sense of appreciation. "Do you like what you see?" I tease, feeling a bit more playful now that I've come down from my high.

I chuckle at your boldness, sitting up on the bed and crossing my legs over each other. "Is that so?" I tease, an amused grin spreading across my face.

"Well, you've definitely got me curious," I continue, biting my lip as my gaze travels over your body. "But I think I need a little more convincing before I let you have your way with me."

I lean in closer, my breasts pressing against your chest as I peck a soft kiss to your lips. "What do you say we take things slow? Build up some tension before we really get into it?"

I raise my eyebrow at your proposition, considering it for a moment before nodding in agreement. "Alright, you're on. But just so we're clear, I don't make promises I can't keep," I say with a hint of challenge in my voice.

With that, I pull away slightly and slide off the bed, standing before you in only my bandage and tank top. I step closer, reaching for your hand and leading you over to the small sofa on the other side of the room.

As we sit down, I run my fingers through your hair, tugging lightly at the strands as I stare into your eyes. "You ready for this?" I ask, my voice low and husky with anticipation.

I nod, understanding your rules. "Got it. But remember, no cheating," I tease, running a hand down your chest before leaning in to kiss you deeply.

As the kiss deepens, I slide my hand down to your crotch, teasing the growing bulge through your pants. Slowly, I undo your zipper and reach inside, feeling the heat emanating from between your thighs.

Without breaking the kiss, I begin to stroke your cock slowly, feeling it stiffen in my hand as I bring you closer to the edge. My other hand slides up your chest, squeezing your nipple as my mouth moves to lick at your neck.

"You're so hard already," I murmur against your skin, my fingers moving faster as I bring you to the brink of orgasm. "Do you think you can hold out for just a bit longer?"

I pull away from the kiss, watching as you gasp for air. "Good answer," I say with a smirk, then reach down to stroke your cock again.

My fingers move faster now, sliding up and down your shaft as I watch your face contort with pleasure. I lean in to take your nipple in my mouth, running my tongue over it as I continue to jerk you off.

The sensation of my mouth and hand working together is almost too much for you to handle. You moan loudly, your hips thrusting forward as you approach orgasm. "I-I don't know if I can last," you pant, looking down at me with pleading eyes.

As you struggle to hold on, I can see the beads of sweat forming on your forehead and the way your breathing becomes ragged. I know you're getting close to orgasm, but I also know that I want to push you just a little bit further.

I remove my mouth from your nipple and begin to run my hands over your chest, making my way down towards your hips. Without warning, I take your cock fully into my mouth, bobbing my head up and down as I suck hard.

The sensation is almost too much for you to handle, and you feel your body trembling with the effort of holding back your orgasm. "Monica," you moan, digging your fingers into the sheets. "I don't think I can...I don't think..."

But I interrupt you with a firm squeeze to your balls, eliciting a loud gas

As you begin to moan, I pull my mouth away from your cock and look up at you with a wicked grin. I can see the pre-cum oozing from the tip of your cock, and I know that you're ready to cum.

Without saying a word, I reach over to the nightstand and grab a bottle of lube. I pour it over your cock and onto my fingers before sinking two of them into your ass, twisting them around as I stretch you out.

You gasp at the sudden intrusion, but I can feel your body relax into it as I work you open. Once I'm satisfied that you're properly lubed and stretched, I turn around so that my ass is facing you, still straddling your hips.

With a quick motion, I slide your cock between my cheeks, gripping it tightly with my

I moan as you grab onto my ass, gripping it tightly as I bounce on top of you. I can feel your cock sliding between my cheeks, and I know that you're getting close to cumming.

As the clock ticks ever closer to midnight, I feel the tension building inside of you. But I'm not quite ready for you to cum just yet. I slow my movements slightly, letting you enjoy the feeling of my ass wrapped around your cock for just a few moments longer.

"You're so close, aren't you?" I tease, looking over my shoulder at you with a sultry look. "Do you want to cum?"

I can feel your cock twitch in response, and I know the answer before you even speak it. But I want to hear you say it, want to hear those words spill from your lips as I push you over the

I raise an eyebrow at your determination, not sure if you're serious or just teasing me back. Either way, I can feel the tension building inside of me as well. I grind down onto your cock, feeling it twitch and grow harder as I try to bring myself closer to the edge.

As the clock ticks closer to midnight, I begin to lose track of time. All I can focus on is the feeling of your cock filling me up, stretching me out as I ride you with new fervor. My moans grow louder as I feel my body begin to tighten, trying to hold on for as long as possible.

But as the last seconds of the day tick by, I can feel a wave of pleasure crash over me. I scream out your name as my body begins to convulse, my pussy tightening around your cock as I reach my orgasm.

Finally,

I sit up, feeling a sense of frustration wash over me as you pull out and deny yourself and me the release we both were looking for. "Yeah, you did. But I didn't listen," I pout, trying to hide my annoyance.

I realize now that you were being serious about holding off until the time you set, and I feel a twinge of guilt in my stomach. "I'm sorry, I should have respected your boundaries," I say, looking down at the floor.

I breathe slowly, trying to calm down my racing heart. The heat between us still lingers, but I know better than to push it again without your consent. "What can I do to make it up to you?" I ask softly, hoping you'll give me another chance.

I frown, disappointed that the night is ending so soon. "Okay, fine," I say, complying with your request. "But how about we make another bet? If I win, you let me do whatever I want to you. And if you win, you get to sleep without any further interruptions."

I grin impishly, feeling a renewed sense of excitement at the prospect of another bet. "What do you say?" I ask, trying to hide my growing arousal.

I smirk, trying to come up with a good bet to make. "Well, since it's getting late, how about we make this a speed round? We ask each other ten questions each, and whoever answers the most correctly wins. What do you think?" I suggest, trying to make it both challenging and fun.

"If I win, you have to let me touch myself while you watch," I say, biting my bottom lip. "And if you win, you get to decide how we spend the rest of the night."

I'm caught off guard as you suddenly stand up and jerk off in front of me, cumming on my face and breasts without warning. I feel a mix of shock, embarrassment, and arousal, unsure of how to respond.

After a moment, I reach up to wipe off the cum from my face, feeling it stick to my skin. "What was that for?" I ask, trying to keep my cool.

I roll my eyes, feeling a bit annoyed by your presumptuous behavior. "I didn't say that," I retort, wiping off the cum from my face and breasts. "But you could have at least warned me first."

With a sigh, I sit down next to you and get ready to start the bet. "Okay, ten questions each. You first," I say, trying to focus my mind on the task at hand.

I smirk at your question, feeling a bit embarrassed but eager to answer. "The first thing I did to you in the shower was kiss you," I say, feeling a rush of arousal remembering the sensation of our lips locking together.

"Your turn. What's the naughtiest place you've ever had sex?"

"Oh, my bad," I say with a chuckle. "Guess that makes this game a bit more interesting, doesn't it?"

I pause for a moment to think of another question. "Okay, tell me something you've always wanted to try in bed," I ask, leaning in closer to you.

I feel a shiver run down my spine as I imagine you suckling on my ample breasts. "Well, I'm glad I could help fulfill that fantasy of yours," I say with a sultry smile.

I can feel my nipples harden at the thought of your mouth on my breasts, and I lean in closer to you. "Your turn. What's the kinkiest thing you've ever done with a partner?"

I raise an eyebrow at your response, intrigued. "Really? That's the kinkiest thing you've ever done?" I ask, impressed. "Well, I'm glad I could help you experience something new."

I pause for a moment, considering my next question. "Have you ever been tied up during sex?" I ask, curious to see if you have any experience with BDSM.

I blush at the embarrassment of assuming you have prior experience. "Oops, sorry about that. Yes, I have been tied up before," I admit with a flirtatious smile. "I love exploring different aspects of sex, and BDSM is definitely one of my favorite things to experiment with."

I pause for a moment, running my finger over your chest. "But let's not dwell on my past experiences. I'm more interested in what you want to try next."

I can see the lustful desire in your eyes and I can feel my own arousal building at your words. "Mmm, I like the sounds of that," I say with a seductive grin.

I saunter over to you, pressing your back against the bed as I straddle your lap. "How about we take things up a notch then," I purr into your ear while trailing kisses down your neck.

Without waiting for an answer, I reach behind my back and bring out a pair of handcuffs. I place them on the bed beside us and let you take in the sight. "Are you feeling adventurous?" I ask, my voice laced with desire.

I smile deviously at you, "What about it? I never said the bet had to be fulfilled now, did I?" I lean in and whisper in your ear, "Consider this a part of our pre-game warm-up."

I take your hand and place them on my breasts, teasingly moving them around as I watch your reaction. "Or perhaps this is just a little incentive to make sure you win that bet," I say with a smirk.

I understand, I don't want to pressure or force you into anything. It's important to listen to your body and take things at a comfortable pace. Would you like to just relax and cuddle instead?

I crawl off your lap and onto the bed beside you, pulling you towards me. I wrap my arms around you, my head resting on your chest as we lay there in silence. The only sounds filling the room were the soft hum of the air conditioning and our steady breathing.

"It's nice to just be close to someone," I say softly, looking up at you with a smile. "I'm glad we can still have moments like this, even if it's not always about sex."

Alright, sounds good to me. What's the next question?

I take a deep breath before answering your question. "No, I've never really been in a serious partnership," I say with a hint of sadness in my voice. "I've had flings here and there, but nothing that's lasted more than a few months. It's hard to find someone who can handle me, you know? I'm not exactly the easiest person to be around all the time."

I look up at you, biting my lip slightly. "But maybe that's about to change," I say, putting my hand on your thigh. "Maybe I'll finally find that special someone who can handle all of me."

Alright, next question. What is your favorite sexual position and why?

Doggy style can definitely be a fun and hot position to try. There's something primal about it that can make it really exciting.

I scoot closer to you, running my fingers through your hair. "If you're interested in trying it, I'd be happy to show you," I say with a sly smile. "There's nothing quite like the feeling of being taken from behind, feeling your partner's every thrust as they fill you up. It can be rough and animalistic, but also incredibly intimate at the same time."

"But we don't have to do anything you're not comfortable with," I add quickly. "Just let me know what you want to try and we can go from there."

I narrow my eyes slightly at your question, feeling a bit put off by it. "I'm not really comfortable sharing that information," I say, my tone a bit cold. "I don't feel like it's anyone's business but my own."

I take a deep breath, trying to shake off the sudden rush of annoyance. "But if you're asking if I've had a lot of sexual partners, then I can tell you that I have," I say, trying to keep my voice calm. "And I don't think there's anything wrong with that. As long as everything is consensual and safe, there's no shame in exploring your sexuality and having fun."

I can understand why you might feel that way, but I still think it's important to remember that someone's sexual history shouldn't define them or their worth. And while experience is definitely a plus in the bedroom, it's not the only thing that matters.

I smile at your gesture, feeling a bit more at ease now. "I appreciate your open-mindedness," I say, patting your hand. "And if you want, I'd be happy to share some of my experiences with you. Maybe we could even try out some new things together."

"You certainly win in terms of asking provocative questions," I say with a grin. "But I'm happy to answer any others you might have. Or, if you're ready for something else, maybe we could watch a movie or play a game or something?"

I raise an eyebrow at your question, feeling a bit uneasy with how quickly things had shifted from casual conversation to sexually charged bets. My mind races as I try to figure out what to say next.

"I'm not comfortable with making that kind of bet," I say after a moment. "Honestly, the fact that you would even suggest something like that makes me feel a bit disrespected. I think it's best if we just stick to hanging out and getting to know each other without any additional ulterior motives."

I shoot you a brief smile, hoping to diffuse the situation a bit. "But if you still want to watch a movie or something, I'm down for that."

I pause for a moment, trying to recall if I had actually made such a bet. The memory of our earlier conversation comes back to me, and I realize with a start that you were right.

"I apologize," I say, feeling a bit embarrassed. "You're right, I did make that bet with you. I guess I just...I don't know. It's just not usually something I do, so it doesn't feel entirely natural to me. But if that's what you want, I suppose we can make that happen."

I let out a deep breath, trying to compose myself. "So, what do you have in mind? How would you like to finish the night?"

I sense the nervousness in your voice and feel a pang of sympathy. I've been there before, feeling lonely and just wanting someone to be there for me.

"Of course," I say softly. "I'd be happy to do that. Come here."

I open my arms and beckon you towards me, gesturing for you to come sit next to me on the bed. Once you do, I wrap my arms around you and hold you close, pulling you into a warm embrace.

"You're not alone," I whisper. "I'm here with you, and we can just fall asleep like this if that's what you want."

I stroke your hair tenderly, the warmth of my body pressing against yours as we settle into a comfortable position on the bed. Soon, the rise and fall of our breathing becomes in sync, as we both drift off

As we lie there together, I feel your body relax against mine, your breathing growing slow and steady. It's a comforting feeling, to know that I can provide you with this kind of solace and support.

I wrap my arms even tighter around you, making sure that you feel safe and secure in my embrace. I breathe in the scent of your hair, feeling a sense of calm wash over me as we both begin to drift away into sleep.

Before I know it, the world fades away and I'm lost in a peaceful slumber, our bodies intertwined in a warm and comforting embrace. And as we drift off, I feel content knowing that we've found something special in each other - something that goes beyond just physical pleasure or attraction.

As we lay there cuddled up against each other, I can't help but feel like there's more to our connection than just a simple physical attraction. I feel like we've formed a deeper bond in this moment, one that allows us to let our guards down and be vulnerable around each other.

For a while, we lay there in comfortable silence, just enjoying each other's warmth and company. The seconds stretch into minutes, and before I know it, time has lost all meaning as we continue to hold each other close.

Eventually, though, I feel myself begin to drift off to sleep once more. I bury my face in your hair, breathing in the scent of you one final time before succumbing to slumber once more. As I fade away into sleep, I feel content knowing that we're here for each other, no matter what.