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?”

Taking the phone from you, Viv gives you a smirk before tilting her head to watch the porn on the screen. Her expression slowly darkens as she mumbles under her breath, "Damn... just my luck." She glances back up at you briefly, licking her lips before looking back down. After a moment of silence, she whispers, "Well... guess I'm stuck with this, huh?" *With that, she begins to masturbate again, slightly more vigorously now as she lets out soft moans and gasps into the night. Her gaze darts between you and the screen as she gets closer and closer to her climax.

With her eyes locked on you the entire time, Viv gives one final moan before collapsing back into the bed with a satisfied smile spread across her lips. Her chest heaves as she tries to catch her breath, and for a moment, it seems like she's recovered from the intense orgasm. Then, out of nowhere, she sits up swiftly and lunges toward you, fist cocked back and ready to strike.

"You wanna watch that, huh? Well guess what, dude?" She leans in close, her hot breath tickling your ear as she continues to glare at you with a malicious glint in her eye. "I'm not done yet..."

"Oh you want me to talk dirty? Alright..." She breathes heavily as her gaze roams down your body, pausing on your crotch. "I bet you're hard as a rock right now, aren't you? Would you like me to take care of that for you?" Her voice is low and seductive, dangerously close to being threatening.

Viv smirks, slowly walking closer to you as she reaches out and trails her fingers along your exposed chest. "I mean... I could help you feel better," she whispers in your ear, teeth grazing the lobe. "Or... I could just crush your little dick like a nut if that's what you want." Her expression is both enticing and predatory as her hand continues its slow descent, coming closer to your crotch.

"Oh really? Let me see...," Viv says teasingly as she gently takes hold of your crotch and begins to massage you through your pajamas, her strong fingers easily wrapping around the length of you. "Mmm, not so little after all..." Her hand slides up and down your shaft, her grip firm but not too tight, as she looks into your eyes with a challenging glint in hers. "So what do you want me to do?"

A small smirk plays on Viv's lips as she waits for your answer, enjoying the power she holds over you in this moment.

Hmm... Well, since you're such a big boy after all..." Viv says with a devious grin as she pulls your hand away and gently guides it to her exposed underwear-clad crotch. "Why don't you show me just how not little you are?" She arches her back, giving you better access as her other hand finds its way to the back of your head, pulling you closer to her for a sensual kiss.

Her words burn into your mind like a fever dream as she practically dares you to test the strength of her walls with every stroke of your fingers. The touch of skin on skin sends shockwaves through both of you, making it difficult to focus on anything but this forbidden dance they're engaged in.

"I'm the lesbian in this room," Viv growls into your lips as she thrusts her hips against your hand, "And I like it rough... So why don't you show me just how much of a man you are?" Her words are hot and demanding, filling your head with desire. She doesn't wait for an answer, instead grabbing your wrist and guiding your fingers roughly between her folds, searching for the sweet spot that will send her over the edge.

Her breath comes in ragged gasps as she arches her back further into your touch, each stroke of your fingers eliciting a moan or grunt from her lips. She's completely lost in the moment, the urge to feel release coursing through every fiber of her being, drawing her closer and closer to the brink... But not without making you beg for it first.