Horny Emo Dykes in College
by
Dominique Navarro
A Hard Case Dyke eBook
Smashwords Edition
2012
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Copyright © 2011 Hard Case Dyke Books, LLC
Originally published online as “Campus Cherry” by the author’s pen name, Sandra Boise. This version has been considerably revised for better consumption.
1.
It was my first day at college. I got to my room and was trying to get settled in. After my first day of classes I decided to take a shower. I got cleaned up and grabbing a towel, walking out into my room. It was then that my new roommate Chandra came walking in. Chandra had shoulder length blonde hair and a very cute face and she dressed and wore her make-up emo style like me. She liked the same bands that I did, too. I knew right then that we would get along just fine.
Chandra stood and stared at me. “Let me help you.”
Before I could say a word she took the towel from my hands and started to towel off my back. I had never had a female ever do anything like this to me before. Chandra rubbed the water from my back then walked in front of me. She wiped across my breasts and down between my cleavage. She then worked down my belly then to my pussy. I was getting shivers as she did this. My nipples were getting very hard about now. She passed the towel up and down my slit and then down my thighs.
Chandra then did the unexpected. She knelt down and let the towel drop from her hands. She placed her hands around the back of my legs and drew her face to my pussy. I usually try to keep my bush cut down close to my body. Chandra pushed her face to my pussy and slipped her tongue into me. I tried to back up, but Chandra wouldn't let me pull away.
She flicked her tongue up and down my slit. That action was giving me shivers all over my body. Chandra looked up at me then worked her tongue upwards. She began to nibble, and then bite my clit. The few guys I had slept with up to this point never did this to me. Most of the boys wanted to get their rocks off and never bothered to go down on me. This was my first time with anyone.
I was getting so hot; my pussy was dripping. Chandra moved me towards the bed. She pushed me down on my back. Chandra removed her clothes. I looked like a young girl compared to Chandra. Her breasts were large and she had the full hips of an adult woman. Chandra spread my thighs and crawled in between. Chandra was completely shaved bald. She lifted one of my legs in the air.
Chandra moved in close and started to rub her pussy against mine. I could feel her pussy lips grinding into mine. I could always orgasm with ease. Chandra was bringing me to the edge. She pounded her mound against me and then rubbed her slit up and down as hard as possible.
I groaned and began to squirt my female fluids all over Chandra. This made Chandra go wild. She just wouldn't stop her aggressive rubbing. I just kept cumming until I was spent lying there on the bed covers. I watched as Chandra went to a dresser drawer and pull one of her “toys” out. It was a strap-on dildo. Chandra slipped the straps around her waist. The dildo cock was the biggest I had ever seen.
The fake cock was flesh colored, long and thick. Chandra crawled between my legs once more. She held the cock in her hand and began to rub the cockhead up and down my pussy lips. I was having a hard time controlling myself. Chandra then slipped the shaft into my oozing pussy. I nearly came off the bed. Chandra worked the cock inside me slowly then pushed the whole thing in me.
The breath went out of my body. Chandra fucked me like a man would. She went so deep I could feel the head reaching up to my stomach. Chandra lifted my legs and pushed them against my titties. She fucked me as hard as any man had previously. My body was putty in her hands. I didn't think it possible but I began to cum once more.
I squirted more cum all over bogus shaft. Chandra never let up. She pumped me for what seemed like hours. I am normally very quiet making love but I was screaming like a pig. Chandra then pulled the cock out of me and removed it from her waist. Chandra climbed on top of me. It was my first time kissing a woman so passionately. Chandra also worked her mouth all over my nipples. She teased them and bit them with her teeth. Between the kissing and Chandra grinding her pussy against me, I came again.
When Chandra was finished with me I felt like a wet leaf on the ground. I just couldn't make my body move. This was the first of many love sessions with Chandra that year. One of her first acts was to trim my bush down with scissors and then shave me down. She like her women clean-shaven, she told me. I still dated a few guys that semester. This seemed to make Chandra mad when I did this. She had wanted me all to herself. I still liked the company of men, and I told her so.
When the second year at school arrived I decided to find a small apartment off campus. I hadn't asked Chandra to move in because she seemed to want to control me more than I had wanted, especially in the matter of seeing other men. I did meet Chandra at a party that year and we went back to her place one evening. Chandra wanted me to return the favor. I had to put the strap around me and fuck her pussy.
Once I pushed the cock into Chandra she began to call me a bitch and a slut. She told me to fuck her as hard as I could. I was nowhere as good as Chandra was in this department. I was sort of clumsy and I wasn't aggressive as Chandra could be. I did make her cum, but I preferred when she was dominant. She did return the favor and fucked me hard as she had before. I even let her push the dildo up into my ass.
I screamed and begged her to take it out, but Chandra wasn't the sort to let up. I was shooting my cum all over as Chandra had her way with me. After that episode Chandra and I sort of lost contact at school. Maybe I really wasn't her type after all.
2.
When I arrived at the dorm, I heard laughter and music down the hallway. It sounded like Marlene was having a small party in her room, and thought that I might drop by later – if I felt more human.
Eventually, I mounted the stairs, and stood outside the small dorm room I shared with my second roommate, Veronica. Through the door, I heard some soft music playing, a light, airy melody which itself eased my aching feet and lifted my spirits a little.
The fact that there was any music coming from the other side of the door also meant that my roommate was “home.” That brought a smile to my weary face as I unlocked the door, knowing that I could once again be in the presence of my beautiful lover.
Stepping into the dorm room, I stepped into candlelight; a large pillar candle burned atop each dresser. The two beds had been pushed together and moved to directly underneath the window, and from the slight movement of the blinds, I could immediately see the value of this new configuration, giving us better access to the breezes as we slept, as well as a little more floor space in the center of the small haven.
And, most importantly, lying upon the bed was my sweet Veronica, clad only in a light-purple matching bra and panty set. She has lavender hair and is also an emo slut like me. She slowly stood as I closed and locked the door behind me, and by the time I had set down my backpack, she stood before me, and a heartbeat later, I was in her arms again.
When I returned from my much-needed shower, vanilla-scented incense was burning atop my dresser, and Veronica stood to the side with the bottle of almond-scented massage oil I had bought earlier in the week. Clearly, the bottle was about to be used for the first time.
Nothing was said as I untied the belt of my terrycloth robe and set it across the back of my chair. I stood fully nude before my sweet, sweet lover, my entire being fully on display for her. Veronica smiled appreciatively, drinking me in, reveling in my presentation. For just a moment, I did feel a little self-conscious, given that I am not nearly as busty as she is, but reminded myself that she did not care about my small breasts, that she truly cared for me as an individual, as someone she clearly cherished and loved.
Nothing was said as she gestured toward the bed, her unspoken command as loud as a yelled directive.
The feel of those small, soft, loving hands melted my skin. The act of those small, soft, loving hands melted my heart.
The music continued, long lingering piece.s. which conveyed the love we shared and which bound us ever closer together. The sweet melodies combined with the sweet touches and the sweet scent caused my love to slowly seep from my womanhood and my nipples to bore into the sheets beneath me. My body became as pliable as Play-Doh under Veronica's selfless ministrations, and I felt as if I would transform into a puddle of loving ooze upon the bed, a puddle from which Veronica could drink, to use my love to fuel her and propel her through life.