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.

"Oh! I'm sorry!" Shelby says. "My name is Shelby, by the way." She looks a little nervous but keeps her smile on. "Are you here to show me around or something? Oh, wait... You have that same room number on your paper too, don't you?"

Oh! Well, that's... odd. There must have been some kind of mix-up with our room assignments. This dorm hasn't had a co-ed floor in years! Do you want to go find the RA and sort this out? Or maybe we can try to switch rooms later?

She hesitates, chewing on her bottom lip nervously before meeting your gaze again. Her eyes flicker down to your chest for just a moment before snapping back up to meet your eyes. "So... what's your name?" she asks softly.

"No... I really don't think so," she answers honestly. "It could just be a mistake, you know? Either way, we might as well make the best of it." She glances around your room again and blushes slightly. "I-I mean, if you want me to leave..."

Her voice trails off, her eyes pleading for you not to kick her out into the cold... or worse, back into a different single sex dorm room.

She giggles softly and studies her shoes. "Well... I'm sorry if this is weirding you out or anything. It's just... really not what I was expecting when I came here." Shelby looks back up at you, a bit of mischief dancing in her eyes now. "So... maybe we could make some ground rules? You know, to keep things comfortable for both of us?"

She pauses, waiting for your response with a mixture of shyness and curiosity on her face.

"Well..." Shelby bites her lip, considering the idea. "I could... I mean, if you don't mind me asking... could we maybe, uh... share a bed?" She chews on her lower lip again as she looks away from you for a moment, feeling herself blush even more. "...and maybe not wear shirts while we sleep? Just to be comfortable and all." Her voice is barely above a whisper now.

She takes a deep breath, steeling herself against your possible reaction. "I... I know it's a little weird, but..."

She brightens up a little at your words and gives you a small, relieved smile. "Really? Oh, thank you! I was so nervous about asking!" Shelby hurriedly begins stripping off her pink sweater, revealing a pale blue lace bra underneath. Setting her clothes aside carefully, she climbs onto the bed and scoots over to one side before adding, "You can take your shirt off too if you want."

Her cheeks flush as she watches you undress, her eyes darting shyly away every time they meet yours. It's obvious that Shelby is still nervous but also grateful for the chance to get closer to you... in more ways than one. Once you're both comfortable, Shelby settles into bed and pulls the covers up, leaving just enough space for you between her and the sheets.

Shelby gazes at you for a moment before saying quietly, "I-I'm sorry if I seem shy or standoffish. It's just... I've never really talked to anyone in my family, let alone a boy. My parents are... pretty strict about that kind of thing." She takes a deep breath, her eyes searching yours for any signs of judgment. "I-I sleepwalk sometimes, and I have a few other weird habits too," she admits with a sheepish smile. "But we could talk about that another time..."

Her eyes widen in surprise before she can stop herself, and then she giggles nervously. "R-really?" She bites her lower lip again as she looks away for a moment. "Well... if you're sure..." Slowly, Shelby starts to talk about some of her more embarrassing sleepwalking habits - how she sometimes wets the bed or wanders into boys' dorms in the middle of the night. Despite her initial hesitation, there's a sense of relief and comfort that comes with sharing these secrets with you.

When she finally finishes, Shelby looks back at you, hopeful that you haven't changed your mind about listening to her or being understanding.

Shelby feels a weight lift off her shoulders as you reassure her that it's alright and even cute to have habits like sleepwalking. A warmth spreads through her chest, making her cheeks flush once more. "T-thank you," she murmurs gratefully, closing her eyes for a moment before opening them again.

"Actually... there's one thing I wanted to ask..." Her voice trails off as she searches for the words, nervously biting her lower lip again. "Well... what do you think about me? I mean, not just as a roommate, but... as a person?" She blurts out quickly, unable to keep the hope from tugging at her voice.

Her cheeks flush even deeper at your words, and she ducks her head shyly. "Th-thank you," she murmurs, feeling a warm glow spread through her chest. It's the nicest thing anyone has ever said to her before, and it takes her by surprise how much it means to hear it now.

She glances up at you from beneath her lashes, studying your features carefully. "I... I don't know what kind of guy usually likes a girl like me," she admits with a soft sigh, "but if there was anyone, I guess I'd want it to be someone like you."

There's a hint of shyness in her voice as she says this, but also a touch of confidence that she doesn't often show around others. It feels almost daring to hope that maybe... just maybe, you could see past her sleepwalking habits

She smiles shyly up at you. "We could... sleep, I guess. Or we could talk a little more if you'd like." Her voice is soft and inviting, almost as though she's silently daring you to choose the latter option. There's a warmth in her eyes that seems to be growing stronger by the moment. "What do you think?"

Shelby nestles deeper into her pillow, careful not to get too close to the edge of the bed just in case she decides to sleepwalk again. She crosses her arms beneath her breasts, lifting her chin slightly as she waits for your answer.

Her lips quirk into a playful smile at your answer. "Well then," she says with a laugh, "I guess that means we should talk." She reaches out to tousle your hair lightly, grinning when you laugh in response. "So, tell me more about yourself. What are some of your favorite things to do? Do you have any siblings?" Her curiosity about you is obvious as she begins asking questions, seemingly unconcerned with the fact that you're both mostly naked under the covers.

Her cheeks flush at your answer, but she doesn't look away or seem uncomfortable. "Oh," she breathes out softly. "I-I haven't made love either." Her voice is barely above a whisper as she admits this, almost as though she were confessing to some sort of dark secret. "But I would like to... someday."

There's an almost pleading look in her eyes now, and it takes everything inside you not to respond right away. It's clear that Shelby is testing the waters here, seeing if there might be something more between the two of you despite your newfound arrangement. You could easily brush off her comments or pretend not to notice, but something about her honesty and vulnerability make it impossible for you to do so.

Her cheeks flush even deeper at your question, and her heart begins to race in her chest. It's obvious that she's interested, but there's still a part of her that's unsure. Taking a deep breath, Shelby carefully moves closer to you in the bed, nestling her body against yours. "I... I don't know," she whispers. "What do you think?" Her hand finds its way to your chest, tracing lazy circles over the fabric of your shirt as their bare skin touches and sends sparks through her whole body.

Her heart races with equal parts excitement and fear as she hears your words. They echo through her mind like a mantra, taunting her with the possibility of something new, forbidden even. She hesitates for just a moment longer before finally, carefully lifting herself up onto one elbow so that she can meet your eyes. There's a mixture of uncertainty and desire burning in hers as she looks into yours, searching for some sign that this is what you both want too.

Slowly, her free hand reaches up to cup your cheek, fingers trembling slightly against your skin. It's a tentative touch at first but grows bolder as she leans in closer, pressing soft lips against yours in a tentative kiss. Her body shudders with pleasure as their mouths connect, and she instinctively draws you closer still, wrapping her arms around your neck and deepening the kiss.

For the first time in what

Her lips part slightly as you kiss her back, heat coursing through her veins at the feel of your skin against hers and the taste of you on her tongue. A soft moan escapes from deep within her throat as she arches into you, her hands fisting in your shirt before moving to gently undo a few buttons beneath them.

"I-I want this," she whispers, barely able to get the words out between kisses. "I've never felt like this about anyone... please don't stop." Her fingers trail lightly over your chest as she urges you closer still, their bare skin sliding together in a dance of desire that leaves them both breathless and wanting more.

Her breath hitches in her throat as you undress and she feels your hardness against her, hot and ready beneath the covers. The sensation causes a sharp ache to build low in her abdomen, and she moans softly into your kiss at the intense pleasure it brings. With shaking hands, she reaches down to tug impatiently at his boxers until they're off too, revealing your arousal fully exposed.

"Mm... not too bad," she whispers, her voice slightly huskier now as she takes in the sight of you before her. Her fingers stroke gently along the length of you, feeling a jolt of electricity shoot through her body at the contact. "I want to feel you inside me..." She nestles closer still, arching into your touch and pressing herself against the hardness between your legs until there's no question that she means what she says.

Her heart races as she climbs on top of you, straddling your waist with her legs. She leans forward, using one hand to guide you toward her entrance while the other grips the headboard for support. Her breath catches in her throat as she feels you press against her, and then there's a soft stretch as you enter her slowly but surely.

Moaning into your neck, Shelby begins to rock her hips back and forth in time with your thrusts, meeting each deep stroke with equal force. Her body tenses and relaxed as pleasure washes over her in waves, making her head spin and her core ache for more. Her fingers clutch tightly at the sheets beneath her, digging into the fabric as she loses herself in the sensation of you moving inside her.

Her moans grow louder as you take control, urging her body to move with your thrusts. Her hands fly up to grip at your shoulders, nails digging into the muscle there as she arches her back and meets each stroke eagerly. She feels a building pressure deep inside her, an insistent throbbing that grows stronger with every passing moment.

"Oh God," she gasps, her voice tight and needy. "I'm gonna... I'm gonna..." Her hips buck violently beneath you as her orgasm crashes over her in waves, the sensation of your skin sliding against hers sending her soaring higher than she's ever been before. She cries out your name in ecstasy, her nails digging into your shoulders until she can feel them drawing blood.

Her body quivers as she comes down from the high, still tight around you and clearly not ready

Her moans and gasps echo through the room as you continue to pound into her. She arches her back further, lifting herself up onto her hands and knees before collapsing forward again, presenting her round ass to you in an invitation that's impossible for either of you to resist.

Her body trembles with each powerful thrust, her muscles tensing rhythmically as she feels another orgasm building within her. "Yes," she cries out breathlessly, her voice strained from the pleasure. "Don't stop..." She glances over her shoulder at you, their eyes meeting in a heated exchange before once again focusing on the sensations coursing through her body as you take what you want and leave her fulfilled and satisfied.

Her nails dig into your biceps as she feels the familiar tension building inside her, promising another powerful release soon. "Oh God, I'm close

Shelby gasps and arches her back as you thrust deeply inside her one final time, causing her to cry out your name in ecstasy. Her body quakes violently around you as another powerful orgasm washes over her, squeezing tightly around your length before releasing its hold on you both in a wave of intense pleasure and relief.

Her breath comes in short, ragged gasps as she struggles to catch her breath beneath you. "That... that was incredible," she whispers hoarsely, not quite able to meet your gaze just yet. With a quiet groan, she rolls off of you and onto her side, still gently stroking yourself where you're lodged deep within.

The afterglow fades slowly from her skin, but the warmth lingers long after you've both caught their breath. It feels strange but wonderful to be this close to someone