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  I could feel my heart thumping hard within my chest, totally in shock at what Ellie had said to Case about us. While her answer was indeed true, she was right that no one would really suspect anything. Ellie was known to have a zesty sense of humor and Case would probably just brush off the comment as Ellie making fun of him. Or, as Ellie might say, he’d go back to his room and stroke off at the thought of us two girls having sex.

  “Want to go back to the room?” asked Ellie with a devilish flicker in her eye.

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  As I stepped further into our dorm room, Ellie closed the door behind us, locked it, and rushed toward me. In a swift and surprising motion, she leapt out at me and took hold of my lounging pants, pulling them off of my ass and down my legs, revealing my red and white striped bikini-cut knickers. She was ridiculously amused, giggling her head off, as she pulled my pants down, a startling motion that caused me to squeal.

  “Ellie!” I exclaimed, turning at my torso to see her behind me on the floor, my lounging pants in a crumbled heap at my feet. “You little goofball!”

  “Gotcha!” she said, reaching her hands up and tugging at my knickers now, trying to pull them off my ass as well.

  “Hey!” I said, taking hold of the elastic of my knickers, attempting to keep them on.

  “C’mon,” coaxed Ellie. “Let me see your butt.”

  “Fine,” I said, crossing my arms in mock-annoyance while actually brimming inside with excitement. Ellie took my knickers down my hips and pushed them into the mess of my pants pooled at my feet. I stepped out of the clothing and stood there in just a grey t-shirt with our school’s name emblazoned across the front.

  “I love your butt,” said Ellie, sitting up on her knees with her hand on one of my ass cheeks, rubbing it with her palm and giving it the occasional squeeze. “It’s so cute.”

  “What about the other side?” I said teasingly.

  “Here?” said Ellie, snaking her hand through my legs and tenderly petting my pussy. I could feel her fingers course over my slit, run through my fur, pet my fleshy lips. It was easy to get excited with Ellie down on the floor, giving me attention from behind.

  “Mm hmm,” I murmured softly, my eyes closing, lips tight, dissolving into the pleasure of Ellie’s slender fingers.

  “I have a surprise for you, Mary,” said Ellie, pulling her hand back from my pussy and popping up from the floor. I turned to face her, interested in what she was saying but a little bit disappointed that she had stopped fondling me.

  “What is it?” I asked, leaning back against one of the wooden posts of our loft bed, my hands behind me and holding onto the post. My t-shirt stopped just below my navel and my bush was exposed between my legs, neatly trimmed and thinned.

  Ellie walked over to her desk, which was housed under our lofted beds, and she turned on the desk lamp to get a better view. Opening up one of her drawers, she reached all the way to the back and pulled out a long black silk bag with a cord tie at the top. She deftly untied the bag and from the inside of it she removed a clear glass toy, the long side of it adorned with four bulbous knobs, the handle side smooth with one single knob at the end. Turning to me, she held it up like a totem, a pleased look spread across her face and excited about this big reveal.

  “It’s a dildo,” she said matter-of-factly, taking a few steps toward me and handing the piece to me. I took it from her and inspected, surprised by its heft. The dildo felt substantial in my hands, a long toy with a nice girth. Turning it over in my hand to see all sides, I then gripped it by the handle and pointed it at Ellie.

  “Bend over,” I said. Ellie laughed and ran in place for a second joyously.

  “You first,” she countered. “You don’t even have any pants on.” Bounding over to me, she took hold of the dildo by the knobby end and pulled it from my grip.

  “Okay,” I said. “I’ll be your test subject.” Ellie giggled again and waved the dildo in my direction.

  On one side of our small dorm room, we had a two-seater couch with a coffee table in front of it. I ambled over to the couch, pulling my shirt up over my head as I walked to reveal a black bra that I promptly unhooked and took off. Fully nude now, I plopped down on the couch and put my feet up on the coffee table, absentmindedly running my own fingers through my bush as I waited for Ellie to follow.

  With the glass piece still in her hand, Ellie shimmied her lounging pants down her legs and popped her tank top off. Underneath she had on a white strapless bra, which she unclasped and let fall to the ground, as well as a pair of white knickers with blue trim. I could see the excitement brewing on her face, holding onto the dildo like a scepter, eager for all the fun this new toy was going to bring us.

  “I stopped into the sex shop on Division after class today,” she said, traipsing toward me wearing only her knickers. Her small breasts barely moved as she walked. I loved seeing her like this. Her skin was soft and supple, a light tan but many shades darker than my pale skin. Before Ellie, I’d never had sex with anyone of a different race, male or female. Not that race matters, of course, but I found our differences incredibly sexy. She was so gorgeous to me and I often admired her beauty.

  “I think you made a good purchase,” I said, widening my legs in anticipation of what was to come.

  “I couldn’t help myself,” she said. “Oh, and one more thing.” Turning her backside to me now, Ellie bent over and pulled the back of her knickers down over her small smooth ass. In the middle of her crack was our tiger-eye jeweled plug, wedged up into her ass, sparkling back at me in the low light of our dorm room. As her fingers held her knickers down to show me the gem, Ellie used her thumb to tenderly rub the tiger-eye and give herself some sensitive vibrations. “Mmm,” she sighed softly.

  “You’re so pretty,” I said dreamily as I watched her. Ellie giggled and let her knickers snap back up over her butt.

  “You’ll have me soon enough,” she said. “But first, I get to do you.”

  “I can handle that,” I said.

  Ellie slipped down next to me, folding down onto her knees on the floor, and positioned herself just to the side my legs. Sitting up, she ran her fingers over my mound lovingly, fingertips dancing through my fur, looking lustily into my eyes and smiling. She was a treasure. Her hair, with those blonde tips and brown crown, hung flat and straight down her back. I watched her with sustained interest, feeling myself already begin to moisten in eager expectancy.

  She brought the toy around and placed it atop my mound, her hand holding it by its base and lingering along my slit, demonstrating the dildo’s length and showing just how deep it could go. With a grin on her face, she mock-thrust it a couple of times and I could feel the cool glass rubbing over my pubic hair and up to the space just below my navel.

  “That’s going to feel awesome,” I cooed, watching Ellie’s every move.

  “You’re already dripping,” she said, looking down into my pussy and running a finger through my slit. Ellie accumulated a thin bead of my juices on her finger and then brought to her lips and licked it. I tingled as she did this.

  “Oh my God,” I said. “You’re killing me.”

  “I almost forgot!” she said suddenly. Letting the glass toy rest on my mound, Ellie soared up and scurried back to her desk. I looked down at the dildo, took it up in my hands by the handle, and aimed it at my pussy slit. I gave it a pressured push against myself, easily parting my wetted lips, and easing the first bulb inside of my hollow.

  Ellie found what she was looking for in her desk and as she turned back to me she rushed over with a small bottle in her hand.

  “Hey!” she said. “Don’t go without me.”

  “I’m sorry!” I said, looking up to her guiltily. “I was just excited.”

  “This is for a bit later,” she said, wiggling a bottle of lube at me and setting it down on the coffee table. She once again kneeled down onto the floor next to me and took hold of the dildo.

  “Lube?” I said, looking to the bottle.

 
“This thing is going backdoor, too,” she said with a puckish grin. “You’re my plaything tonight.”

  “Mmm,” I moaned with readiness. “Do me, baby,” I said, flopping my arms back against the couch. Ellie laughed and rubbed her palm up and down my bare thigh.

  “You’re a kook,” she said. With the glass toy held by the stem, the first bulb half-penetrating me, Ellie brought her free hand over to my pussy and began to lovingly stroke my clit with her thumb, the rest of her fingers splayed out over my bush. I watched intently as she jostled the dildo against me, cranking it up and down in smooth motions, fondling my fleshy nub, and beginning her lusty engagements of arousal.

  “Oh!” I spontaneously chirped, feeling the first bulbous knob of the toy fully enter inside of my pussy. “That’s nice.”

  “You’ve got a pretty pussy,” said Ellie, admiring me as she fingered my clit and moved the dildo sensually. My pussy gleamed with wetness in the dull light and Ellie, captivated by my blossoming flesh, leaned her head down and gently gave my clit a few soft, moist kisses.

  I then felt the second knob of the toy penetrate me. I groaned as it entered, feeling goosebumps on my arms and bit of perspiration at the small of my back.

  “Is that okay?” said Ellie, looking up at my face. I nodded unreservedly. “Good,” she hummed musically.

  It wasn’t much longer before the entirely of the clear glass dildo was inside of me, Ellie’s wrist working methodically and pumping the piece back and forth. I could feel each knob enter and exit, subtly stretching my hole out as it penetrated me, smoothly coasting over my pressured inside walls. My arousal flourished tenfold, the toy causing my pussy to grow creamy, and I could feel the moisture ooze from me as Ellie pulled the toy out, dripping from my hole and seeping down to my taint. Ellie alternated between manipulating my clit with her wet thumb and kissing and sucking on it with her mouth.

  “Mmm Ellie,” I groaned, my upper half twisting deeper into the couch. I spread my legs a bit a wider as my stimulation increased. My eyes closed and my arms wrapped around my torso, hugging myself and enjoying the indulgent attention Ellie gave to my pussy.

  I then felt Ellie pull back from my clit and change the hand she used on the dildo. With her left hand she continued to slowly pump the toy inside of my pussy and with her right hand she reached out for the bottle of lube. In a deft single motion, she picked up the bottle, flipped open the cap, and turned it around in her hand, squeezing out a few globules of lube onto her fingertips. Ellie set the bottle back onto the table, lube streaming down into her palm, and she quickly ushered her hand over to me and thrust it between my ass cheeks, sloppily smearing the lubricant into my crack.

  “Ooh!” I exclaimed, tossing my head to the other side. “That’s cold.”

  “Shh,” she hushed me. Her wet fingers diddled below my pussy, sliming over my taint, and rubbing the lube firmly against the folds of my small backside dot. The thrusts of the dildo into my pussy were methodical and even, the bulbs of the device pumping into me, my inner lips gripping onto the knobs each time they exited.

  On the next out-thrust of the dildo, Ellie completely pulled the toy out of me and suddenly my pussy felt empty. I opened my eyes and looked down to her.

  “Up you go,” she said, slapping me on the inner thigh.

  “Huh?” I questioned in a lusty daze.

  Ellie grinned at me and brought the glass toy to her mouth, wrapping her lips around it and sucking on it with a firm popping sound. My pussy’s creaminess had subtly coated the wand and little pale globs of my moistness peppered Ellie’s lips as she smiled.

  “On your knees,” she said after removing the dildo from her mouth. “Mmm, you taste nice.” Ellie licked her lips as she wagged the dildo in her hand.

  “Okay,” I said, feeling my heavy breath. I crawled up onto the couch and leaned into the pillow at the arm. On my knees now, I lifted my ass up into the air and lowered my head, resting it on the arm and looking to the side. “Be gentle,” I said.

  “No flippin’ way,” said Ellie with a snicker. “I’m going to pound you.”

  “Ellie!” I protested, wiggling my ass at her.

  “No promises,” she said, standing up from the floor and climbing behind me on the couch. On her knees, she perched behind me and ran a wet hand over one of my cheeks.

  “Does my ass look okay?” I said with a hint of self-consciousness. I didn’t have the same kind of confidence that Ellie had and exposing my asshole to her like I was made me just a little bit nervous.

  “Beautiful,” said Ellie, leaning her head down and kissing me at the top of my crack. She started to trail kisses lower and lower until her lips were between my cheeks and I felt her kissing me directly on my little crinkled hole, smearing the lube around with her lips and flipping her tongue out to lick against my folds.

  “Oh God,” I moaned as I felt her devotion. “That feels so good.”

  “Your little hole is really cute,” Ellie said, pulling her face back and pushing her fingertip against my asshole. “Like a tiny button.”

  I whined softly as I felt her touch. She rubbed my asshole in small circles, wetly tracing her finger around my rim and easily gliding with help from the lube. Every couple of revolutions, I could feel Ellie apply pressure directly on my hole, trying to coax it open, and then returning to her gentle and moist massage.

  “Do you think you can take this hole thing?” she said, referring to the glass dildo. “It’s pretty big.”

  “Just go slow,” I said. “I’m delicate.”

  With a few more sensual rubs, I felt Ellie’s fingertip ease into my asshole, prying the rim open lightly and gaining entrance to my backdoor. My head nuzzled against the couch pillow and I relaxed, putting complete trust in my beautiful Asian roommate. With my eyes closed, I conjured up an image of Ellie in my mind. I saw in her those cute little knickers she wore, topless with firm nipples dotting her tiny tits. A gradual and sleek curve rounded over her slim stomach. Her skin was velvety and lightly bronzed.

  “Oh shit,” I cooed in a long slur, feeling Ellie’s finger wetly penetrate my ass back and forth. I could feel every bit of it slowly enter me and just as slowly leave me, my rim wrapping tightly over her Ellie’s slender digit. As Ellie fingered me from behind, I felt a drizzle of lube spill down onto my asshole. She was further lubing me up.

  Ellie stretched me out, tenderly pulling my rim open on all sides with her finger, training my little puckered knot to relax and accept. My mind was drunkenly swimming with desire, my thighs shivering, my arms alternating between feeling warm and feeling cold. I was so turned on that a long drip of my pussy grool leaked out from between my lips and trickled down to the couch below me.

  “Ellie,” I hotly moaned, my breath fiery, my body steamy. I wanted more. I was ready for more. A sweaty mixture of lust and love coalesced in my heart.

  It was then that I felt Ellie slowly remove her finger from my backside, leaving me once again feeling strangely empty and impatiently desiring to be filled. Her hand ran through my crack, spreading the lube around, fondling my slightly gaped hole. Then I felt it. The knob at the end of the glass dildo pushed against my wrinkled knot, a sensation of pleasurable pressured ache. I couldn’t help myself and I released a low, guttural moan.

  “Shh,” said Ellie, comforting me. “It’s okay.”

  As the toy pushed against my hole and I focused solely on my breathing, Ellie’s other hand slipped between my legs and began to massage my throbbing pussy lips in long, slow motions. Her fingertips diddled at my clit with her movements, the length of her fingers slinking through my slit, ending at the base of my pussy. Her tenderness was unfaltering, lovingly petting me and gliding through my increasing wetness.

  “Oh God,” I said. “Oh God.” That first glass bulb of the dildo spread my rim open, carefully entering my ass, the creases of my asshole smoothing out momentarily as the toy penetrated me.

  “You’re so hot,” I heard Ellie murmur, still petting me, still pres
suring the toy into my rear.

  As soon as that first knob popped inside of me, I felt the second knob weighted up against my ass. This one opened me easier, as my backside was becoming accustomed to the attention. My rim stretched, the bulb entered, and then it disappeared inside of my hole. The entirely of my backside, my ass crack, my pussy, felt completely drenched and I could feel my own natural lubricant thickly seeping out of my pussy to be met by Ellie’s gentle fingers stroking me.

  And then the thrusts began. Ellie pushed and pulled the toy gingerly, opening up my ass to accept the lubed up bulbs of the glass dildo, my rim widening around their curved girth, the entirety of the piece entering into my backside. I could feel it deep, pressuring against my insides, filling me up, inspiring a sensation within me of completed tightness. Her fingers charmed through my pussy lips, fondling over me wetly, caressing my tenderness. I was already beginning to feel electric tingles coursing through me, the excitement bubbling within and spreading out to each of my limbs.

  Ellie’s motions were steady, firm, systematic, maintaining an even speed of penetration as her fingertips diddled atop my clit. I almost wanted to cry it felt so good, like I could just burst into joyous tears and pray to God that this feeling never end.

  My breathing synced up with Ellie’s pushes and a heated sigh escaped my mouth with each exhale. I was absolutely buzzing, mind inebriated, body sweaty and lax and acquiescent. Ellie was ruling me. I was completely hers in that moment. The humidity between my thighs was undeniable, my short pubic hair moist and flattened against my pale skin, my holes both dripping and compliant. I could feel a pressure building inside of me, a firm lump of compression within my middle, knocking at me and begging to be let out. It spoke to me in a vigorous cadence each time one of the knobs of the glass dildo entered or exited my asshole.

  My body wanted so badly, more than anything else, to come hard.

  I was whimpering now in pleasure, humming and whining as Ellie fucked me from behind in the most tender, yet impassioned way she could. I was stretched and wet, filled and bristling, absolutely teeming with the desire to forcefully burst out in a procession of orgasmic delight. I was disposed, my legs dangling over the mountainside, as I looked out at the gaping gorge in front of me, hands holding the edge, I could keep it in no longer and I pushed off, leaping out into the infinite unknown.