The Bloom Of A Flower Ch 03

Miranda paced gently in her room. Two nights had passed since her initiation, and she hadn't thought about anything since that night. Her mind endlessly raced about her future, all the dirty things she wanted done to her, her future with Brooke, the sorority, and what she would learn and accomplish in college. But that wasn't what worried Miranda right now. What worried Miranda was the large box sitting in the middle of her dorm. These past few days have been spent between decorating her dorm and letting her hand venture between her legs for

extended

periods of time. The final obstacle of room decoration sat inside this box in front of her. For some reason, her bed-frame had arrived late. So, despite her wonderfully decorated light pink room, with LED lights, pictures on the walls, and well-organized desk, her twin mattress sat tucked tightly into a corner, on the floor.

Miranda stood, hands on her hips, staring down at it, almost dreading the construction of the bed-frame. She walked another lap in her small dorm, before jumping atop the box, sitting on it. The open window of the room illuminated Miranda and her surroundings. She wore a pair of tight-fitting plaid pajama pants with a matching maroon tank top. Her black hair flowed down her body and stopped right below her shoulders. Her bare feet kicked the air as she cocked her head and thought about what she wanted to do. Miranda assumed she would be getting a roommate, but after no response from the university, she thought she must be clear! Miranda preferred it this way, she could walk around naked, invite as many guys or girls over as she wanted, and take advantage of her mirror. In fact, that's what she wanted to do right now.

She jumped off the box and fell down onto her bed. Across from her was the mirror, tall and wide, covering about half the wall. Miranda leaned against the wall and spread her legs. Although she was covered, she still admired her beauty. Her breasts hung loosely in her dark tank top, and she enjoyed watching them rise and fall as she breathed. Her room, with the open window and light blue LED lights, cast an even, bright glow across the room. As her delicate fingers began to reach under her waistband, three quick knocks hammered against her door.

Miranda jumped. She quickly leaped up and approached her door. She looked out the peephole and gasped. She wasn't expecting to see Brooke, standing confidently, with a wide smile on her face. The very same Brooke from her sorority initiation. Miranda took a step back and tried to think.

This could be a great opportunity, I have to open the door... who knows what she wants to do?

And that she did. Brooke embraced her with a big hug, pushing Miranda back into her room. The two girls' breasts squeezed against together as they held each other tightly. The door closed shut behind them.

"Hey," Brooke laughed out, "How've you been?"

Miranda was taken aback by Brooke's friendly demeanor. Miranda looked Brooke up and down quickly. She wore tight, short jean shorts, emphasis on

short

, half of her ass was out! She also wore a very loose, very pink, slightly transparent tank top with skinny spaghetti straps. Brooke kicked off her sandals and stared into Miranda's green eyes. Miranda's 5'6" height and small frame looked up at Brooke, who must've been at least 5'10", and Brooke definitely wasn't big, but her thick thighs, round ass, and big natural tits filled her very well. Miranda became lost in thought as she stared up and down Brooke.

Brooke could tell what was on Miranda's mind. She'd been sexualized and admired hundreds of times by hundreds of men. But this was the first time a woman looked at her with such hunger.

"Hey! Miranda!" Brooke snapped her back to attention, "How've you been?"

"Oh! Good! You know how it is..." Miranda began to lose herself again.

What a slut,

Brooke thought, "I just wanted to stop by and apologize a little for the other night! Our sorority is a little different and we have to be intense to make sure we only let the right people in! I was hoping to give you some more of the details of what we do and why!"

"Oh, no need to apologize. I..." Miranda remembered exposing her pussy to Brooke, the feeling of shame and lust came right back to her, "I enjoyed it."

As Miranda reminisced on the previous sexual encounter, Brooke noticed a glimmer in her eyes. A look that reminded Brooke of how she once was, innocent but eager. Brooke bit her lip as she looked upon this naive girl.

"Hm," She thought, "Get on your knees." Brooke said with a compassionate yet firm voice.

"What?"

"You heard me," Brooke's tone grew harsher, "Get on your knees."

Miranda's cheeks grew red, this is what she's been imagining every night! She remembered the words carved on the walls of the sorority house,

Do Thou Will

. As Miranda lowered herself on her bed, Brooke sauntered over to the door and locked it, turning the deadbolt in with a slam. She then walked back in front of Miranda, towering over the girl, Miranda's face at the level of Brooke's upper thigh.

"Let me show you, Miranda."

Brooke lowered her right hand underneath Miranda's chin and tilted her head up. Brooke gently traced her thumb around Miranda's delicate lips. Miranda's mouth widened to speak.

"Shh!"

Miranda froze. Brooke traced her lips once more and slowly slid her thumb into Miranda's salivating mouth. Miranda let out a small moan. She had a strong feeling that for the first time in her life she would feel someone else's hands exploring her body.

Thank. God.

Miranda closed her eyes and began to swirl her tongue over Brooke's finger. She could feel her soft skin in her mouth. Miranda gently bobbed her head forward and back. She hoped she would get to taste more of Brooke.

"Stand."

Miranda opened her eyes to see Brooke's well-defined face staring down at her.

"Stand!" She said with an even firmer tone.

Miranda stood quickly. Brooke's finger dropped from her mouth and left a tiny line of spit down Miranda's chin.

"Look at the mirror, and stay here."

Miranda followed Brooke's order. As she looked, Miranda noticed her own body reacting to Brooke's words and actions, her cheeks grew red and her breasts grew slightly in size. Her nipples even began to poke through her thin shirt. As Miranda was lost in thought, Brooke had placed her phone on the dresser. Brooke opened her camera and pressed play, catching the action from straight on and from the reflection of the mirror.

I'm never going to forget this.

Brooke then stepped behind Miranda and firmly grasped one of her breasts in each hand. Miranda jumped in surprise as she was pulled out of her concentration.

Brooke leaned into Miranda's ear and lightly bit her earlobe. Tingles radiated through Miranda's body. Brooke's tongue brushed Mirandas' ear, she trembled.

"Do you like this?"

"Mhmm..." Miranda could feel herself getting wet.

"Do you think you're sexy?" Brooke fondled Miranda's breasts in the mirror.

Miranda giggled, "Yes, ma'am..."

A wicked smile grew across Brooke's face. She then grabbed the bottom of Miranda's tank top, and slowly peeled it away until Miranda's breasts dropped free. Brooke dropped MIranda's tank top on the floor. They bounced for a moment while they both stared. Her boobs were soft and firm, with slightly large areolas. Miranda's nipples stood aroused and sensitive, eager for stimulation. Brooke wasted no time and began to knead her breasts. Miranda rolled her head back and let out a soft prolonged giggle. When Brooke began to tease Miranda's right nipple, Miranda let out a short high-pitched groan and twitched back. Miranda didn't even know she was doing it, but she was slowly grinding her hips into Brooke. Her round ass gyrating against Brooke's waist.

Brooke continued to look between the mirror, where she witnessed Miranda succumbing to her every touch, and between her hands, in which she could see Miranda's tight and beautiful body up close.

"Turn around."

Miranda turned around and Brooke stared in the mirror at the dark haired girl's round ass. Miranda tight pajama pants gripped firmly around her ass. Brooke couldn't resist and slapped her round butt. It rippled across and Miranda giggled. Brooke smiled and grabbed a handful and shook it. Miranda laughed again as her ass was joyfully played with.

Brooke licked her lips. She slipped her thumb into the waistband of the pajama pants and slowly pulled herself down. As she lowered herself down Miranda's PJ's fell as well. They slowly peeled off Miranda's round ass and fell at her ankles. Brooke was on her knees, facing the mirror. She grabbed both of Miranda's pantyless cheeks and bounced her cute booty around. Miranda looked at herself being played with in the mirror and grinned.

The blonde beauty then pulled Miranda's cheeks apart. Miranda let out a gasp as she felt the cool air of her room rush across her body. She tried to tense her cheeks together, but Brooke held strong. Her asshole tensed in and out.

Just below, Miranda's pussy was slick with anticipation. Brooke took her hand and grabbed Miranda's thigh. Brooke then slowly raised a finger to Miranda's ready sex. She drew a line up from Miranda's clitoris to her asshole.

Miranda moaned and fell forward. She was so giddy that just that one touch sent her into near hysterics. They both fell onto the mattress, both girls smiling. The girls lied next to each other, Miranda panting into Brooke's face. Brooke looked down at the young college freshman in front of her, her bare chest rising and falling with each breath. Miranda's pale face was flushed.

"More...please." Miranda whispered out, a smile on her face.

Brooke raised her finger, her fingertip was wet with Miranda's succulent fluid, to shush her. As Brooke's finger brushed Miranda's lips, she slowly swirled her tongue around it. Brooke slowly inserted her finger into Miranda's mouth. She moaned again, her own slight taste arousing her even further. She bounced her head, sucking on the finger while swirling her tongue rapidly around it.

"Do you like how you taste?" Brooke said in a taunting voice.

Miranda nodded yes.

Brooke leaned forward and kissed Miranda with a fiery passion. Brooke's tongue entered Miranda's mouth with such force that Miranda instinctually recoiled away. That didn't stop Brooke. Both laying on the bed, she grabbed Miranda's ass and pulled her closer. Miranda's bare breasts were squeezed up against Brooke's. The two women kissed noisily, creating a mess of spit across their faces. As they made-out, Miranda wrapped her legs around Brooke's smooth leg and grinded herself against it. She moaned as her clitoris brushed against Brooke's thigh. Brooke increased the pressure, pushing against Miranda. This only heightened her lust and she thrust harder into Brooke. But then, she pulled away.

Brooke sat up, sitting with her legs crossed, "Come here."

Miranda laid herself across Brooke's criss-crossed legs, her legs strewn out to Brooke's right. Brooke gently laid her hand on Miranda's foot, moved her hand up her sole and across her toes, and then slowly caressed her way up to the nude girl's calves. Then, her thighs. Miranda's legs spread open, her eyes locked on Brooke's fingers. Brooke looked to her right, her reflection looked back through the mirror. Brooke could see what was resting between Miranda's smooth legs, her eyes wide with hunger. Brooke lowered her head, and moved her eyes up Miranda's ready body. Her hips twisted slowly back and forth, ready for Brooke's fingers to touch, feel, anything! Brooke moved her hand up, tracing lines and shapes into the dark hair above and around Miranda's wet vagina. As Brooke played with her newest toy, Miranda's chest rose, her boobs rising and falling. Miranda bit her lip, looking at Brooke's nipples poking out of her thin shirt. Miranda let out a soft whimper.

Please...please...

Brooke looked back at Miranda's face. She raised her left hand to her chest, and slowly lowered half of her shirt. Brooke's left boob fell out with a soft bounce. Brooke then took her hand, and lifted Miranda's face to her tan breast. Miranda immediately latched on, slowly sucking on Brooke's nipple. Miranda closed her eyes and swirled her tongue over Brooke. Brooke let out a small groan and looked down with pride at Miranda.

The dominant blonde was finally ready to give the desperate Miranda her pleasure. Brooke lowered her right hand to Miranda's sensitive clitoris and softly made circles using her middle and ring finger. Miranda moaned on contact, and leaned into Brooke's breast further, her lips sucking at an even faster rate. Brooke sped up, increasing the rotation of her delicate fingers. Miranda arched her back and thrust into Brooke, Miranda was so wet, they could both hear the sound of her wet pussy being massaged.

"Do you like how you sound?"

Miranda looked up, she wasn't just sucking on Brooke's breast, she was licking it, kissing it, and letting out soft moans. Miranda nodded eagerly.

Brooke moaned again, looking at Miranda as she melted into her arm. Brooke's middle finger slowly traced away from Miranda's clitoris, down her pussy, and to her wet entrance. Miranda's whole body twitched as Brooke teased her moist opening. Brooke slid her middle finger into Miranda in one soft, fluid motion. Miranda's whole body tensed as her pussy gripped around Brooke's finger. Miranda moaned so loud she was sure everyone else on her floor could hear it.

Good, let them know what I am!

Miranda quickly brought her way back to Brooke's breast, desperately licking and sucking her nipple.

"Good girl, baby, good girl." Brooke whispered out as she rhythmically moved her middle finger inside Miranda. She held nothing back, Miranda's back arched wildly while deep primal moans escaped her. She could audibly hear her own pussy, Brooke's finger drenched inside of her.

As Miranda began to reach her peak, she thrust her hips against Brooke's hand. Brooke quickened her pace, Miranda's head bobbed while sucking Brooke's breast. Miranda's back arched, her mind blurred with pleasure, and then...nothing.

"What? Why di-" Miranda was quickly shushed.

Brooke's wet finger plunged into Miranda's mouth, Miranda gagged on Brooke's fingert.

God,

Miranda's thoughts became filled with lust again,

I taste so good!

She sucked on Brooke's finger, her tongue lapping up everything it could. Miranda felt so bad, so dirty. Miranda loved the subtle sweetness and flavor of it. Her right hand reached down and Miranda began to make rapid circles around her very own clit.

Brooke pulled away. Miranda stopped touching herself and looked up at Brooke.

"Get up."

Miranda rolled off Brooke's leg and onto the bed, her sweaty body was left open, her legs spread wide. Brooke stood, and looked down at the exhausted Miranda.

"You're not done yet, are you?" Miranda said as her big eyes looked up at Brooke.

"What do you think?" Brooke said as she unbuttoned her jean shorts, they practically popped open.

Brooke let her short falls to her ankles before taking her left foot and stepping out. She then raised her right foot, and flung her shorts across the room. Brooke took her already raised foot, and lowered it to Miranda's lips.

What the fuck?

Miranda stared up at Brooke. These were new grounds for Miranda. Hell, this was

all

new to Miranda, but she hadn't even thought about feet. If this is Brooke on day one, what else does she like?

"Don't you want to join the sor-"

Miranda ran her tongue across Brooke's toes, Brooke let out a gasp of surprise before pulling her foot back, "You freak!"

Brooke giggled and fell back into Miranda's swivel chair. As the room was now, all Miranda had was a mattress, desk, chair, and a closet.

Miranda looked back at Brooke and began to laugh with her, "You were the one who started it!"

"And I liked it too..."

Brooke sat in the chair, her legs spread for Miranda to see. Miranda sat back and used this opportunity to truly appreciate Brooke's nude body. Her beautiful face gazed down at Miranda. Her 30D boobs hung well on her chest, with mid-sized pink areolas. Her nipples were firm and were faintly risen. Her bellybutton sat in the middle of her tan stomach, a slight tummy. Below that, her strong thighs sat on the plastic of the chair. In the center, her completely shaven pussy was wet, begging for attention. Her smooth legs eventually led to her soft feet, just as tan as the rest of her body. In fact, no tan lines existed at all on this beautiful woman. As if she tanned in the nude. Her toenails were painted red.

Brooke waved Miranda over, "Come here."

And that she did. Miranda crawled on all fours over to Brooke, sitting like a queen in her chair. Brooke raised her foot and Miranda met it with her lips. Both women moaned as Miranda sucked on Brooke's toes, running her tongue against them. Miranda took her tongue and ran it down from toes to heel then from heel to toes. Brooke took her foot out of Miranda's mouth and gently kicked her head away, "You are a fucking whore. Have you ever had sex?"

Miranda didn't answer the question. She crawled forward again, this time to a different target. Between Brooke's spread legs, her pussy was there to be taken.

Miranda's tongue went straight into her pussy, diving in. She then licked up, reaching her clit. Brooke moaned and her legs tensed in as Miranda pushed hard to please her. Miranda was desperate, licking wildly, focusing all her attention on Brooke's clit. Brooke grabbed Miranda's head with both hands and pushed her down. Miranda could barely get away to breathe, and when she did, Brooke's scent filled her nose and lungs.

Heavenly!

Miranda's arms snaked her way up Brooke's body, grabbing a breast in each hand. Kneading Brooke's breasts, Miranda continued to sloppily eat her pussy.

"G-good girl..." Brooke barely managed to speak.

Her moans were loud, escaping out the open window. Miranda was only on the second floor. She knew people would be hearing this outside.

Brooke's breathing began to grow faster.

"Oh, Miranda!"

Her muscles began to tense.

She let out a loud moan. Her body tightened and she jolted forward. Brooke's thighs tightened around Miranda's head. Miranda didn't stop, she kept her tongue pressed against Brooke's clit and moved her head rapidly.

As soon as Brooke regained her composure, she tried to push Miranda's head away. After a few seconds of struggle, Miranda didn't stop, and Brooke was sent into another way of orgasms. Brooke cried out. Men outside the window and in the hall heard her moans. Miranda pulled away, panting, her mouth wet with Brooke's fluid. Brooke focused her gaze at Miranda, surprised by the capabilities of such a young girl. Miranda only smiled back, a smile of youthful confidence and naivete. She hasn't seen any of the pain that the real world will soon deal out. This look caught Brooke off-guard, reminding her. Quickly as this feeling came, it left. The words of the sorority etched into her mind,

Do Thou Will

. Brooke leapt forward and crawled on top of Miranda. The girls made eye-contact, staring intensely into each other.

Brooke plunged down with a passionate kiss, her tongue moving wildly across Miranda's face. Brooke could taste herself on Miranda. The girls made out, their hands firmly wrapped around each other's backs.

Brooke pulled away, "Ok, baby. Time for sleep."

Miranda looked up at Brooke, "Can I cum?"

Brooke kissed Miranda on the lips and smiled, "Maybe next time."

Miranda sighed but sank into Brooke's arm, drifting to sleep.

Miranda jolted awake.

What...

She was groggy and blinking her lazy eyes open, it was still dark in her room.