All week I've been watching how my college roommate has been acting. She's been so sweet and walking around in her laced panties and wipe and red shirt. And sometimes I'd see how her nipples were hard through her shirt. There's no way she's not a fucking C or D cup. There's no fucking way she just trusts me enough to look that fucking hot in front of me. Even though we barely talk, she's always so sassy and attractive, no matter the tone she uses. Her green eyes and beauty marks make her so fucking cute. God damn my lesbian ass. She doesn't even know I'm gay, and I'm sure that if she did, she'd move out or stop talking to me. But she's so fucking hot. I remember the one time I saw her in only underwear. I walked in the bathroom, having to fix my mascara and put in my lobe piercing. I saw her gorgeous waste and beautiful caramel skin. The elegant lighter stretch marks and her slim stomach lighten, as the small rolls from her side made her all natural breasts look perfect, even through her white and grey bra. 

Why have I been so hung up over this? It's not like I'm actually into her. Like an hour later after I saw her like that, we were walking together to the nearby park off of campus. She kept saying I might be into her but I denied it because if she knew I was actually into her, she would smother me in love and tease me about it for months. Wait, did I just admit I'm in love? Motherfucker!

I wrote in my diary and groaned through agony. I can't stop thinking of my crush. I can't get over how majestic, sweet, perfect, hot and-

I felt it. My panties were getting so so wet. I felt it between my thighs and felt the point hardening on the center of my breast. I put my diary away and stood up to rush to the bathroom with a grab of my second favorite panties, as I was wearing my favorite pairs, until they were ruined. I tried to open the door so I could get the baby wipes in our bathroom drawer, but it was locked and Rennae yelled, "Deep cleaning, sweetheart!" which meant she was taking a bath and was probably crying over Disney movies or some fanfiction - or even a self care hour. I groaned and wen back to my room, plopping on my bed and throwing my panties back into the dresser. 

I started to daydream. And sooner than I knew, I was full on fucking myself. The oversized hoodie covered my disgusting body, and I couldn't see my clit, which I guess made it easier to help my orgasm. When I reached it I was a mess and my two fingers were covered in my own climaxe. I moaned her name. Into my pillow. And the door opened at the exact moment. 

"Rennae!" I moaned louder than I already should have. But grinding onto my own fingers made it feel so different. I felt good until I saw Rennae standing with a blushing face, I started to cry and covered myself with a blanket. She just walked out and I decided to follow her like an idiot. I was begging her to forgive me. Saying shit like I don't deserve to be forgiven for being a pervert and saying shit like I'll move out, ect. . But she just opened a drawer that had a pink strap on. I let my jaw drop and watch her white button-up shirt come off as she unbuttoned them. She had no bra on. 

"I didn't know you felt that way about me, V," Rennae grinned and pushed her own smooth, beautiful body against my own. I started to have confused squeaks but decided that if it were a wet dream, I might as well own up to it. I started to make out with her - even if I didn't know what I was doing. My lips were just moving and we tongue wrestled. I was so anxious that I'd fuck this up, I started to panic, honestly. She started to take off my hoodie and feel my small breasts, the early B cup keeping was making her moan into my mouth and I could feel her gentle squeezes. I was squeaking and let my head tilt back and drop, and we stared at each other in lust and greed to touch. A feeling of strong love breezed through the air made me star kissing her neck then her breasts, I grinded on her thigh that made me even more wet than it should've. 

Moving my hips back and forth had me moaning louder than she was. I groped her breasts for support - but I was sort of doing it to make her moan as well. I watched her hands move down my body and I started to talk dirty to her, degrading and seeing how well I could top. "Really, Rennae, I never thought it would be this easy to top you. I'm %100 sure you're a bottom ass b-"

I was flipped over and she was on the top. Because I was so shocked I did nothing and tried to speak, but Rennae said "shut up" and I obeyed. She slapped me on the face then my ass, thrusting her leg between my thighs and making me moan so much more than I already should. She started sucking off of my titty, too. Her hand slid down to my clit and was rubbing fast. She started poking a finger in, and it felt so much more different than mine. Thank God that she got her acrylics taken off two days before. The pleasure was so fast but gentle, I remembered every moment of this. I remembered how her beautiful hands had quick movements. Her fingers slowly pushed inside of me. They thrusted and they made my back arch. I lifted her chin and opened my mouth as I wanted to have her breast into my mouth. I was licking, sucking, even gently biting the tip of her nipple to make her get flustered. But everytime she did her fingers went even deeper. They moved way too fast for me, making me get close to my orgasm. She moved down on me, going down to my clit and licking and biting my thighs. She kissed towards my spot and started licking.

The feeling of a hot, wet tongue against my clit was so new. As a virgin, I've never felt anything like this before. I hugged her between my thighs and watched her head movements go up and down, seeing as sometimes she'd even  look up into my eyes. I started feeling myself getting wet into her mouth and I gripped her hair oh so tightly. Tugging Rennae close to me had me choking back urges to climaxe so early. "R-Re-" I tried to form a sentence. "Rennae I-" I groaned and felt her lick my sensitive spot. I had a raging flame fighting against me, if I wanted to climaxe or not. 

Be a good girl? Or be a brat who should be punished? 

One, two - fuck it. 

a/n : PART TWO CONFIRMED, I'M TIRED