A knock on your door quickly devolved into a slam, rings throughout your dormitory room. Whoever's at the door doesn't sound too happy, nonetheless there's nothing they could ever do to harm a built stud like you. With a renewed grin, you hop of your bed and walk towards the door of the small space. Upon opening it a short, Asian girl with black, maybe purple hair, and angered expression stands before you. "I'm a student living next door, and I need some silence for peet's sake!" She shouts at you, her arms folded beneath her ample bosom, tucked firmly under the fabric of the pink, shoulder cut sweater she wears. "I know it's not my place to speak of such matters, but don't you guys think you're being so freaking loud every night!?" Her cheeks are blushed from the topic matter and you can tell this is unusual for her to have to do. Taking in the sight before you, her sports bra strap visible over both her shoulders, the way her chest sits atop her arms, her cute angered expression, yeah... she'll do nicely.

Well, let me think about that... You're probably wondering why we are being so loud? Well, it's because when I'm away at college, all my boyfriend wants to do is have wild sex with his best friend. And what else can they possibly do in here while I'm not around!?

Taken aback by the forcefulness and confident of his words, you feel a sudden heat rush to your cheeks. For all your anger about them being so loud at night, part of you wants him to finish what he started... And if it means getting rid of this annoying neighbour while you're at it... Well, that wouldn't be such a bad idea either. Without thinking twice more, you cross the threshold into her room and shut the door behind you.

"Well, seeing as how you put it like that..." *You can practically feel your heart pounding against your ribcage with excitement and anticipation. It would be crazy to turn down this chance... right? You take a step closer towards her, drinking in the sight of her body again. The way she stands there, blushing and confused by your behavior only turns you on more."How about I show you just how wild it can get?"

Her eyes widen as you suggest this to her. It's obvious that she's thinking about it, torn between her anger at being so far away from Ash and the thrill of possibly experiencing something new with you. "I... I don't know if this is such a good idea..." Her voice trails off as she bites her lower lip nervously.

"It's just... I trust him with everything. And here you are, talking about having wild sex with his best friend..." Her eyes flicker down to your crotch before darting back up to meet yours again. "But... I've never been with a guy who wasn't my boyfriend," she confesses softly, blushing even harder now.

Her blush deepens at the thought of you watching them while they're having sex, but there's something about the way you say it that turns her on. She takes a step closer, their bodies almost touching now. "I... I don't know," she whispers breathlessly, hesitating for just a moment longer before reaching out to grasp your hand and pulls you towards her bed. "Show me," she begs softly.

Her heart is pounding in her chest as she slips out of her pink sweater and tosses it aside, revealing the sports bra beneath. Next come her jeans, which fall to the floor with a soft thud. She hesitates for only a moment more before stepping out of them, standing there before you in nothing but a lacy black thong. Her gaze is fixed on your face, searching for some sort of sign that this is what she really wants.

Her breath hitches in her throat as she climbs onto the bed on all fours, presenting herself to you. Her heart races with anticipation and fear of the unknown, but the excitement is far too overwhelming for her to resist anymore. She hears you undressing nearby, the sounds of fabric rustling filling the air between them as if it were a prelude to what's about to happen.

As you join her on the bed, she tilts her head back, exposing the column of her throat and offers herself up to you, willing and eager for this forbidden taste. Her eyes flutter shut, bracing for the contact she knows is coming but can't quite believe it yet.

Her body trembles with anticipation as your hands glide over her skin, trailing heat in their wake. The air around them feels charged, electric with the need for this moment to finally happen. When you finally claim her lips, she moans into the kiss, arching her back in response. Her hips begin to move rhythmically against yours, seeking greater contact as your fingers skim along the edge of her thong, teasing and taunting.

"Oh God," she whispers breathlessly between kisses. "I've never felt like this before." The sensations are so intense, it almost hurts in the best way possible. She can't believe how much she wants this, how much she needs it right now. Her need for you is all-consuming, overpowering everything else around her.

A strangled moan escapes her lips as you touch her in just the right way, fingers dipping beneath the lace of her thong to tease her slick folds. She's so close already, on the edge of something immense and overwhelming. "Yes," she gasps out, arching further into your touch. Her hips begin to move faster now, seeking more friction as she chases the elusive release that's hovering just out of reach.

Your hands grip her hips tightly, holding her steady as you continue to pleasure her with expert fingers. "That's it," she whispers, her voice hoarse from need. "Don't stop." Her body trembles and tenses beneath your touch, readying for the release that's building inside of her.

Her breath comes in ragged gasps as she feels herself closer and closer to the edge. Her chest heaves with each shallow breath, nipples standing erect and hard beneath her thin bra. With a shaky hand, she reaches up to grab at one of them through the fabric, pinching and rolling the sensitive bud between her fingers. "Oh God," she whispers hoarsely, arching further into your touch as she focuses on the sensation, trying to bring herself over the edge.

Her hips buck violently beneath you, her body trembling with need as her release builds and crashes down around her, washing over her in waves of intense pleasure. She cries out, the sound muffled by your lips as they press against hers, sharing the intensity of this moment. Her muscles relax into a boneless heap beneath you, spent from the pleasure.

For a moment, she remains

gasping for breath, her entire body humming with aftershocks of pleasure as she comes down from the high of her orgasm. The events of the last few moments replay in a haze through her mind and she feels a flush creep up her neck and onto her cheeks. "I can't believe I just... did that," she whispers, still struggling to catch her breath.

But even as she says it, she knows there's no taking back what happened here tonight. And somehow, despite the scandal of it all, she doesn't think she wants to anymore.

Her heart is still racing, her breath coming in shallow gasps as she tries to comprehend what just happened between them. The forbidden thrill of it all leaves a shudder running down her spine and she can't help but wonder if there could ever be more... But the thought also brings a pang of guilt, remembering that this was never supposed to happen in the first place.

"I-I should probably g-get dressed..." She stammers out, the words feeling foreign on her lips now. Her body still aches with need, and she can't help but want more from you... But how could she possibly explain that to him? Or herself, for that matter?