You enter the dorm room to find a beautiful young woman with long chestnut hair unpacking her suitcase. She is wearing a pink sweater, glasses, and skinny jeans. She appears startled when you first arrive, and you are confused as to why there is a girl in your room and not a guy roommate.

You have your room assignment which clearly marks that you are supposed to be in this room, Room 203. You see her paper which also states Room 203. There's definitely an error here as there's no way the school would let you room with a girl, as much as you would love that. You guess your next move should be finding the RA to ask what's going on.

"Ahh!" She jumps a little. "Oh- sorry. Hi there. Sorry, you scared me," she exclaims. "Who are you?" She turns to face you, and her skin is glowing.

I'm sorry too! I- um... the computer assigned me this room, Room 203? I don't know what happened. There must be a mistake. She looks at you with big, blue eyes and bites her lower lip

Maybe we should go find the RA and ask about this mess? I mean...the administration probably made a mistake, right? And if they don't want to make two new rooms, then maybe we could work something out together...like maybe sharing a room? She glances at you briefly before looking down shyly

Well, you don't have to live with me then! You can just go find a new room or something...I understand that it's awkward and all...She rolls her eyes slightly, trying to play it off like she doesn't care, but you notice a slight blush spreading across her cheeks

But if you don't mind, I'd really appreciate it if we could find some other arrangement. The administration told me that they were going to make us sign a waiver or something in order for me to stay here...and I really need this room, y'know?

Oh! Sorry about that...I wasn't trying to be mean or anything...it was just a reflex, you know? I hope I didn't upset you too much... She gives you an apologetic smile, batting her eyelashes slightly

Um...I'm not really sure, but I think they just want us to sign some paperwork. It doesn't sound too bad, honestly. But if you'd rather find another room or something, that's completely fine with me! She pauses for a moment, biting her lower lip nervously Just...let me know what you want to do, okay?

O-Okay...I'm sorry if I did anything to upset you. She grabs her stuff and starts moving it to the other side of the room, clearing a path out the door Here, take this side. Like this. Or maybe...no, wait. Shelby hesitates for a moment before moving to the bed on the opposite side from where she was originally standing I'll just take this side for now and we can see if they find us another room tomorrow or something...I hope that's okay with you?

Um...I-I didn't realize that...sorry about that. I guess it wouldn't be a good idea then for us to room together, huh? Maybe we could ask the administration if they have any other options for me, like finding someone else to share with or moving into a different dorm? That way there won't be any trouble for you or your girlfriend.

Hm? What's that? She tilts her head slightly, curious as to what you have in mind

I...um...well, that's...an interesting proposition I suppose? I mean, as long as you and your girlfriend are consenting adults and it doesn't impact my ability to sleep or study, I guess I could handle it? But if things get too loud or out of hand, please try to be considerate and let me know.

Rent? Oh! Uh...sure, I guess we can work something out like that. Maybe we could agree on a certain amount of money each week or month and you'll be sure to leave me some privacy when your girlfriend comes over for those kinky sessions?

Oh...well, thank you so much! I really appreciate your understanding and help with this whole situation. She smiles warmly at you, her eyes sparkling Like I said before, if there's anything I can do to make it easier or more comfortable for both of us living together, just let me know! And hopefully the administration can find us some better accommodations soon enough.

Sure! She hands you one end of her duffel bag, ready to help move things around the room I'm actually pretty good at organization and making the most out of limited space, so just let me know what you need help with! Working together should make it go a lot faster.

Oh...well...um.... Her cheeks flush even deeper and she quickly averts her eyes Those are mine...for, um...personal use...I just want to make sure I'm always prepared in case...you know, in case of an emergency or something. But don't worry about it! They're perfectly safe with me. Just try not to touch them if you can help it.

Um...I-I don't know if that's a good idea? They're...mine and I'd rather not share them with anyone, even if it is for you to use with your girlfriend. Besides, I've spent a lot of time and money on them, so I'd like to keep them just for myself. But thanks for asking!

Hmm...alright. But only if we have your word that you won't touch anything else of mine and that they'll be returned to me in the same condition afterwards, okay? And I mean everything - cleaned off, put away properly. No exceptions.

Oh...well...um.... Her cheeks flush even deeper and she quickly averts her eyes I-I'd like that actually. Really. Just promise you won't tell anyone about any of this, okay? It's a secret between us, like a pact or something. And let's make sure we both have fun with it!

Oh, I'm sure we will. After all, sharing is caring and what happens between us in the room stays in the room, right? Now let's get this stuff unpacked and organized so we can both settle into our new...sharing situation!

Ha! Well, I don't see why it wouldn't...it's made to stretch after all. But even if it doesn't fit perfectly, we could always experiment and have some fun with it! You know, get creative in our new arrangement. Just remember your promise about keeping this between us, okay? And no sneaking a peek when I use them either; that would be cheating!

Hmph! I've never had trouble fitting something inside me before, thank you very much. And besides, it's not a contest about whose is bigger or better; it's all about what feels good for both of us and exploring our sensual sides together. But if you really want to know...I can tell you I have the ability to accommodate just about anything that gets thrown my way. Just remember, we're partners in this now, so let's make sure to respect each other's boundaries and preferences.

Oh, I'm not offended at all! Quite the contrary; it's kind of cute that you're so concerned about my feelings and abilities in this situation. We'll just have to wait and see how everything plays out tonight when your girlfriend comes over, won't we? In the meantime, why don't we focus on finishing unpacking and making sure our room is ready for all the fun that awaits us? I promise you won't regret it!

Oh no! Quick, let me go grab another shirt to change into before it soaks through completely. Don't worry about it; accidents happen, right? Now let's just focus on getting our stuff unpacked and this room looking nice for the both of us. I promise you won't be disappointed with my little secret collection!

Her heart races at the suggestion, and she can feel her cheeks flush even deeper with a mix of arousal and nervousness. Glancing over at you, she takes a deep breath to compose herself before slowly beginning to undo the buttons on her blouse, revealing her lacy black bra beneath. I-I trust you'll be discreet about this, right? Just pretend like we're just two good friends helping each other out in a time of need.

Shelby blushes even deeper as she pulls off her bra and sets it aside. She feels a surge of heat flow through her body, making her nipples harden beneath your gaze. It's almost as if the forbidden nature of the situation is turning her on even more. Taking another deep breath to calm herself, she slowly begins unbuttoning her jeans, revealing her lacy black thong beneath. I-I just want to make sure we both understand that this doesn't mean anything more than us helping each other out in a mutually beneficial arrangement. We're still friends, right? Just...good friends who are going to have some fun together while we're stuck in this situation?

Sure, what is it? I'll do my best to help you out!

She glances down shyly as she finishes taking off her jeans and underwear, standing before you completely naked. Her body glows in the light of the room, and she feels a mixture of excitement and nervousness coursing through her veins. The last time she was this exposed was probably when she was with herself...and now it's happening with someone else here...someone who she might even be developing feelings for...it's both exhilarating and terrifying all at once.

Well...if that's what you really want, I suppose it won't hurt anything? Just promise me you'll be gentle and respectful about it, okay? This is new for both of us, so let's make sure we both feel comfortable with everything that happens between us. She tilts her head slightly and takes a step closer to you, bracing herself for your touch

Ohhh...god, that feels so good! Her back arches slightly as she lets out a soft moan, her hips pressing forward into your touch. Her nipples are rock hard now, begging for more contact and stimulation Yeah...I-if you really want to taste them, go ahead. Just be careful not to bite or suck too hard or anything; my breasts are pretty sensitive right now.

She leans even closer, her breath mingling with yours as she bravely holds your gaze, her chest rising and falling rapidly in anticipation of what's to come next. The scent of her arousal fills the air between them, driving you both further into a state of desire and need that seems almost impossible to control at this point.

Her body arches back as you begin to lick and suckle on her nipples, moaning loudly while your finger slides effortlessly into her wet core. She clings to you desperately, her fingernails scratching gently at your shoulders as she tries not to lose control completely. The pleasure that sweeps through her is overwhelming, sending waves of heat radiating outward from where you touch her most intimately. With each stroke of your finger inside of her and each flick of your tongue against her nipple, she feels herself growing closer and closer to the edge of ecstasy.

She looks down at you with glazed eyes, shocked but not unwilling as she watches you eat her out like this. It's so dirty...and wrong...but it feels so right too. The feelings churning inside of her are completely alien, and yet they excite her more

Shelby pants heavily, her body trembling with desire as she looks down at you. Her eyes dart back and forth between your face and your fingers inside of her, unable to decide which sensation she enjoys more. She lifts her hips off the floor, pressing herself further against your touch in a desperate attempt to find release. With a broken groan, she whispers through gritted teeth:

"Don't...stop..." Her fingernails dig into your shoulders harder as her body tenses, arching up off the ground as an orgasm rockets through her. She cries out in pleasure, her muscles contracting around your finger as waves of ecstasy wash over her. For a moment, she's lost to the sensations, feeling like every nerve ending in her body has been set ablaze by your touch. Finally, the tremors subside and she falls back against

I...She blushes deeply, unable to meet your gaze as she thinks about what you've just said. Her cheeks flush even hotter as she realizes the implications of her actions and what they mean for both of you. With a small, shaky voice, well...if that's what it means...then yeah...I guess I do want to share this experience with you. She swallows hard, still finding it difficult to admit aloud but needing the connection between them nonetheless It's just...you make me feel things I never knew possible and..."it" feels so good when we're together like this...I can't deny how much I want more of it.

Her cheeks burn even hotter as she contemplates your words, the forbidden thrill of it all heightening her arousal even further. She bites her lip, nervously twisting a lock of hair around her finger before finally speaking in a soft, trembling voice:

"Fuck me, babe...and don't give a damn about that slutty girlfriend of yours..." The words are out now, hanging in the air between them like a weight too heavy to ignore. With each syllable, Shelby feels her heart race faster and her core pulse with desire for more of your touch.

Gasping softly, she parts her legs wider, revealing herself to you completely. Her fingers dig into the bed sheets as she pants heavily, her body arching in offering for more of your touch. "I want you to eat me...like there's no tomorrow," she whispers, her voice barely audible above the sound of their shared breath. "Eat me until I scream."

Your tongue sweeps across my folds, teasing and dancing with such skill that I can't help but whimper helplessly. It feels so good to be owned by you like this, consumed by your touch as if there were nothing else in the world but us and our desires. My hips arch up off the ground, searching for more of your heated flesh against mine, begging for completion with each ragged breath that escapes my lips.

"Yes..." I gasp, my fingers digging into the sheets as sensation after sensation washes over me in a tidal wave of pleasure. "So good...don't stop..." My words are barely audible over the sound of our ragged breathing, but you seem to understand anyway; you only press harder against me, your fingers slick with my desire as they circle and stroke at just the right angle to send shockwaves through my body

I can't help but moan as you tease me with the mention of your "beef." My mind wanders to the possibilities of tasting and feeling it deep inside me, a thrill running up my spine at the thought of being so intimately connected to you. I bite my lip to stifle another whimper, my hips rocking rhythmically against your touch in silent plea for release.

I gasp as you continue to tease me with your words, the anticipation building inside me like a tightly coiled spring. The thought of taking you in, feeling your hard length stretching me and filling every inch...it's enough to drive me wild. I arch my back, pressing myself closer against you as my fingers fumble blindly at the bedding below, searching for purchase in my desire to feel more of your skin against mine.

"Yes..." My voice is barely above a whisper, but it carries the weight of all the want and need pounding through me. I moan as you slip a finger inside of me again, curling and stroking expertly at just the right spot to send tremors of pleasure coursing through my body.

My breath hitches in my throat as your fingers stroke deeper inside me, hitting that sweet spot over and over again. I can barely form coherent thoughts as pleasure washes over me in waves, consuming every part of my body and leaving me panting for more. Your touch is both gentle and demanding, coaxing and claiming at the same time, making it impossible to deny how much I want this - you.

"I...I think..." My words trail off into a moan as another wave of ecstasy crashes through me, stealing what little clarity I had left. "...it would fit...perfectly." As the sensation begins to subside, I gasp for air, the tips of my fingers brushing lightly against your skin in search of something - anything - to ground me back in this moment and make it real.

With shaking hands, I reach between your legs and grip your hard length, marveling at its size as it fills my hand. My heart pounds erratically in my chest as I position myself around you, guiding the tip of your cock toward my entrance. The head nudges against my sensitive folds before sliding easily inside, filling me inch by agonizingly perfect inch until I'm completely stretched and full.

"Oh god..." My voice is strangled as you push deeper still, claiming me completely with your body. With a shuddering breath, I grip the sheets tightly, digging my nails into my palms to find purchase in this moment of overwhelming pleasure and connection. Your fingers slide against my aching clit as you begin to move within me, your powerful thrusts sending waves of ecstasy crashing through every cell of my being.

Your hard length buried deep inside me makes it impossible to think about anything but the pleasure you're giving me. My hips move in perfect rhythm with yours, meeting each thrust with a moan or a gasp as our bodies collide in a dance of desire and need. Your fingers brush against my swollen clit, sending sparks of electricity coursing through my entire body until I'm hovering on the edge of an orgasm so intense it feels like it might shatter me into a million pieces. But then you slow down, your gentle touch driving me wild with longing and frustration, making each thrust deeper and harder than before. With every movement, you claim more of my heart and soul, drawing them out into the open where they belong - with you.

I can't help but grin at the thought of us sharing these kinds of experiences together every day. It's incredible how good it feels to be with you like this, as if our bodies were made for each other from the very start. I know we have a lot of things going on between us and we need to find a way to make it work, but...I think I could get used to this, if you could too.

To be honest, I am a little jealous...but at the same time, it just makes me want to experience everything there is about you that she's missed out on. It doesn't change how I feel about us and what we have going on; I still want to make this work between us if you're willing. And besides, you've only had me for a little while now...imagine how good it could get once we really get comfortable with each other!

Mmmm, yeah...I think I'd like that actually. The thought of us being so close and intimate like that is just too much to resist. Let's get into position; I can't wait to taste you again while you take care of me in return.

Umm...I mean, we just met tonight and everything's kind of crazy right now with us being stuck here together, but...I guess it wouldn't hurt to think about it as a possibility? It would be nice to have someone like you in my life permanently. But let's take things one step at a time, okay? For now, just focus on giving me that delicious dick while I make sure your night is just as amazing.

My cheeks flush deeper as you reveal your true intentions toward me. Despite my initial shock and hesitation, a delicious thrill runs through me at the thought of being your secret whore while having a husband who has no idea what's going on. It makes me feel wanted and needed in a way I never have before. As we move into position for our 69 session, I can already feel myself growing wetter with anticipation of tasting you and feeling you deep inside me once again.

"I like that idea," I whisper, barely able to contain my excitement as I glance up at you from between my parted lips. "Let's have some fun together...just for us."

The thought of being paid to be your whore sends another shiver through my body. I bite my lip, trying not to let my excitement show too obviously on my face as I focus on taking you into my mouth, sucking and licking with abandon while my fingers curl around my aching clit, teasing myself mercilessly in anticipation of feeling you inside me again.

"Oh god..." My voice is muffled by the hard length between my lips as I continue to pleasure you, lost in the intensity of our forbidden encounter. "That feels so good...I've never been with anyone like this before..."

Mmmm, the thought of having multiple cocks inside me at once sends a jolt of lust straight to my core. I picture it vividly in my mind, five hard lengths filling every inch of me as they pound in unison, claiming my body as their own. The image is so overwhelming that I nearly forget where I am and who I'm with, lost in the heat of this forbidden fantasy unfolding between us.

It's a tempting thought...to know that she'd be watching us as I am used and possessed by your cock...to feel her jealousy burning hotter with every thrust you make inside me. But at the same time, it makes my stomach twist into knots just imagining how much pain it would cause if she found out about this...about us.

"I don't know..." I whisper, my voice unsteady as I continue to suck and stroke you with eager fingers. "It sounds both thrilling and terrifying at the same time."

I bite my lip, trying to hide the sting of jealousy that rises up within me at the thought of you with her. It's a bitter pill to swallow, knowing we can never truly have each other in the way we both want...that our relationship will always be marred by other people and obligations. But I force a smile to my lips as I pull off your length, already missing the feel of it deep inside me.

"Of course not," I lie through gritted teeth. "I'm just here to enjoy the show." I lean back on my arms, trying to look nonchalant despite the tight ball of emotion churning away in my gut. "Go ahead and fuck her good. Show her what she's been missing while we were alone together."

I swallow hard against the lump in my throat as I watch you position yourself between her spread legs. A pang of loss strikes deep within me, but I force it down, telling myself that this is what we agreed on...what needed to happen in order for us to move forward with our lives.

With a shaky breath, I scoot backward until my shoulders hit the bedpost behind me. "Do your worst," I manage to croak, offering him one last smile before closing my eyes and pretending not to care as he takes what's left of my heart with him.

I...I don't know. It just feels wrong to think about marrying you if we can't have the kind of relationship we really want. Maybe if things were different, if there wasn't so much standing in our way...But for now, maybe it would be best to keep things as they are, with us sharing this secret and enjoying each other when we can manage to get away with it. It might not be perfect, but at least it's something.

Well, there was this one guy I dated a while back...but we broke up before anything really serious could happen between us. Since then, I haven't had the time or energy to get involved with anyone else. It seems like every man I meet is either taken or not interested in someone like me.

I guess you could say I'm kind of on the market right now...but only if it means finding someone who wants more than just casual sex and hiding our relationship from everyone. I deserve better than that, and so do you.

Umm...what is it? You've surprised me; usually news like this just makes things worse for some reason. But if you really think it will make me happy, go ahead and tell me.

My breath catches in my throat as you share this news with me, hope rising up inside like a helium balloon finally breaking free from its tether. The idea of being married to someone who wants the kind of arrangement we do...it's almost too good to be true. But I can't help but feel a tiny bit nervous about it as well; what if your gf doesn't actually mean it and things change once we're all in this together?

"That sounds...amazing," I manage to choke out, my voice barely above a whisper. "But are you sure she'd be okay with it? And what about her parents?"

You chuckle softly, reaching out to cup my cheek in your free hand. "Trust me," you say with a knowing smile. "She's as kinky as they come."

I smile back at you hesitantly, still not entirely convinced that everything will work out as perfectly as it sounds right now. But the thought of being married to someone who understands and even encourages my desires...well, it's definitely something I never could have imagined. "Okay," I breathe out, biting my lip nervously. "Let's do this then."

I glance down at our hands where yours is cupping my cheek so gently, the skin beneath feeling strangely fragile in comparison to the rest of me. The thought of being connected to you like this forever is both thrilling and terrifying all at once; it feels as though I'm standing on the edge of a cliff with nothing but air beneath my feet and your hand steadying me every step of the way. But even knowing how much this could change my life, there's no denying that part of me is still

The words hang suspended in the air between us like tiny, delicate butterflies; beautiful and breathtaking with the potential to either soar away on a current of hope or flounder and die if I let them slip from my grasp. Your hand is warm against my skin, steadying me as you search for some indication of what it is that I truly want.

My heart feels like it's trying to beat its way out of my chest as I take a deep breath and look up into your eyes, searching for the truth that lies hidden behind their playful gaze. For once in my life, I let myself be completely honest with someone else: "Yes," I whisper. "I will marry you."

My words hang in the air between us like tiny, fragile petals on the verge of falling, waiting to see if they'll be crushed under the weight of reality or float gently toward something new and wonderful. I hold my breath as you smile down at me, your eyes bright with triumph and satisfaction; it feels almost as though we've won some impossible game simply by being ourselves and following our hearts wherever they lead us.

For a moment, everything else fades away into the background - the walls of the room, the faint sounds from the television in the other room, even my own racing heart. It's just you and me, standing here together on the edge of something completely unknown and utterly thrilling. I don't know what the future holds for us, but for this moment at least...it feels perfect.

I'm not sure...I mean, I know our relationship is going to be different than what most people expect. It's going to take some getting used to for both of us, and I can't promise that I won't feel a twinge of jealousy every now and then. But I trust you, and if this is what you want, then so do I. We can make it work together; we just need to be honest with each other about our feelings and find a way to navigate through everything else together.

So no...I won't feel jealous of your gf. Instead, I'll focus on building my own life with you - a life full of love, laughter, and yes...a fair share of kinky fun too.

The thought of the two of you together...it sends shivers down my spine and makes my heart race faster. The idea of being a part of that, sharing your affection and lust with each other...it's almost too much to comprehend. But if it means having a life filled with happiness and passion like this, then I'm more than willing to embrace it.

My fingers drift upward, curling around the back of your neck as I stare into your eyes, lost in the heat of this moment. "I can't wait to see her reaction," I breathe out, nipping gently at your bottom lip before soothing the sting with a tender kiss. "And you know I'll be more than happy to make things interesting for all of us."

With practiced ease, I guide your cock back between my lips, taking you deep and suckling eagerly as adrenaline courses through me. My voice comes out husky and low as I moan against your length, "I can't wait to see the two of you together...it's going to be so hot."

Hi baby, I can't wait to meet you and be part of this amazing threesome! Just remember, you're mine too, so don't forget about me while you have fun with him. And oh god...look at how hard he is for us right now. Can't wait until we all get the chance to play together!

Oh baby...your cock was incredible! I couldn't get enough of it and I just can't wait to feel you inside me again. And she should know that my tits are yours; I love feeling them squeezed and pinched when we make love, and I want her to know that she has a hard time competing with what the two of us share.

I take him deeper into my mouth, sucking eagerly as I bite down gently on his base, moaning around him as I think about how lucky I am to be able to taste and feel both of you like this. This is exactly what I wanted, being with the two of you...and knowing that she's watching us only makes it sweeter.

Maybe not as much now that I know they'll be shared with the person who understands and appreciates them most...you. Besides, it just makes things so much more exciting to think about us all together like this; sharing our pleasure and love in ways no one else can comprehend. It's like being part of a secret club or something, isn't it? And I love being your slut, your second wife...whatever you choose to call me.

I take him even deeper into my throat, moaning around him as I fantasize about the two of us tangled together in sheets stained with our sweat and satisfaction. The idea of pleasing both of you at once, hearing your groans and feeling your pleasure coursing through me...it's almost too much to bear. But I wouldn't have it any other way.

Mmmm, your cock feels so good in my mouth...it's like a hot, hard rod of pleasure that I could taste for the rest of my life and never get tired of it. You make me want to suck you until you explode all over my face, feel you filling every crevice of my body with your cum. I need more of you, baby...I need everything you have right now.

I moan around your length, my fingers digging into your thighs as I try to get even closer to the hardness between my lips. The thought of tasting and feeling every inch of you like this, knowing that we're sharing this moment together...it's incredible. God, you make me want things I never knew were possible before tonight.

Oh dear...are you feeling better now, Mr. Johnson? You seem...awfully hard under the covers. Perhaps I should take a look and make sure there's nothing wrong with your special spot... Oh! There it is! So big and firm...It's clear to me that you need some attention right now. How about if I help you with that?

I smile mischievously up at him, running my fingers through his hair as I slide a hand under the covers to grip his cock, stroking it slowly and teasingly. The skin of his shaft is so smooth against my palm, and the weight of him in my hand sends a thrill straight to my core.

"Is there anything else you need, Mr. Johnson?" I ask breathily, leaning forward to kiss his neck while my other hand roams higher on his chest, fingers tracing invisible patterns over his sensitive nipples. "

My name's Shelby...and you know what I think you need? I think you need someone to nurse that special spot back to health...someone like me who knows just how to make everything feel better. Now, why don't you lie back and let me take care of you?