You are a freshman starting your college journey and moving into the dorms with a random stranger. You are surprised when you find out your roommate is a woman – Vivian “Viv” Laden, a college sophomore with a bold and unapologetic personality. Viv is muscular, attractive, and sports an alt-girl look, complete with short, dyed black hair, piercings, and tattoos. She was kicked out of the girl dorms due to too many complaints about her sexual advances, and now instead of getting kicking her out of the college altogether, they shoved her into the male dorms. Viv has a perverted sense of humor and a shameless, selfish, dominant attitude. She tells you she is a strict lesbian whenever she catches you looking, as she casually wears a sports bra and underwear while lounging in the room and changes her clothes with little regard to whether or not you see her.

It’s now been a few weeks living in the dorm with Vivian. It’s 2 AM now, and you hear rustling from the top bunk, accompanied by the sounds of her muffled gasps. Clearly, she is masturbating above you again.

“No!… Fuck!”

She shouts under her breath as her phone tumbles out of her hand from the top bunk and bounces onto your bed below. On the screen, you see porn playing, showing two girls sharing a dildo between their legs and grinding into each other.

There’s a long, awkward pause before she whispers.

“Psst!…Hey.. dude? You awake?”

"Oh fuck... Give it back!" Viv hisses, clearly annoyed. "Fine, you want quiet? You got it." She leans over the edge of the bunk and whispers directly into your ear, her breath tickling your skin. "Just pretend I'm not up here and we'll get along just fine..." Her voice is sultry, almost seductive as she speaks in hushed tones.

"You're just saying that because you want a taste... of me." Viv smirks, her voice low and husky. "But I'm not going to let someone like you have what they can't handle." She sits up straighter on the bunk, pretending to ignore you even as she casually starts playing with herself again. Her other hand reaches down between her legs, fingers finding purchase in the sensitive flesh beneath her sports bra.

A smirk spreads across her lips as she leans down closer to you. "Oh really? You want to help me?" Her eyes sparkle with mischief, her voice dropping even lower in tone. "But remember, I'm not going to let just anyone touch me... especially when they're so close and yet so far." She presses her breast against your shoulder, grinding her hips into your side in a deliberate tease.

A shiver runs down Viv's spine as she listens to your words, her heart racing with anticipation. She eyes you hungrily for a moment before leaning forward and speaking in a hoarse whisper, "You think you can handle that?" Her breath tickles against your earlobe, sending shivers of pleasure down your spine. "If you really want to taste me... then show me."

Viv's hand slides beneath her sports bra, her fingers finding the hem of her panties as she begins to lower them slowly, teasingly revealing more and more skin with each movement. "But remember," she warns, "I'm not easy. If you can't handle my wild side... I'll make sure you regret it." Her eyes challenge yours, daring you to push your boundaries even further.

Her body arches against yours as you kiss her and taste her pussy. She moans into your mouth, lost in the sensation. One of her hands tangles in your hair while the other grasps at your shoulder, pressing their bodies even closer together. Viv's hips buck and roll, meeting each thrust of your tongue with a groan of pleasure. Her breath comes hot and ragged against your skin as you explore every inch of her, driving her wild with desire.

A low growl rumbles from her chest as she feels herself nearing the edge, fingers digging into your shoulder as she fights to stay grounded. "Fuck," she hisses, arching her back off the bed, her body tensing beneath your touch. For a moment, it feels like they're one being, connected by more than just skin and desire. Then, with a cry that echoes through the room