Excitement coursed through my veins as I walked onto the University campus for the first time. I was nineteen, away from home for the first time, and about to open a new chapter on my life.
I had enrolled to start in the winter semester. I had decided to pursue an MBA, with the ultimate goal of developing my own line of clothing. I know it might seem strange for someone who prefers to be naked most the time to want to design clothes! It was a dream, and I knew a lot of hard work lay ahead. But hopefully, a lot of hard fun too!
I had been introduced to sex for the first time only five months ago, by my stepdad of all people. Now, I know it sounds awful, but it wasn't. In fact, it was an awesome experience, and I was looking forward to more sexual adventures. I felt as though I had been born for sex.
I would be staying at Jackson Hall. I moved in the weekend before school started. I wore a Dolman off-the --shoulder tunic top with a pair pink shorts and sandals. After getting my room assignment, I went up to meet my roommate. The door was open and I poked my head in.
"Hi, I guess you must be my roomie. I'm Nikki." I held out my hand.
"Oh, hey, I'm Taryn! Welcome to UT."
She took my hand, and then hugged me. She had a pair of leather shorts on with a white tie top. She looked really hot!
She was really sweet, and we immediately hit it off. She was several inches taller than me, very athletic, very pretty, with shoulder length dark brown hair in a layered style. Her eyes were what I call smoky, and very pretty. She was lean and leggy.
I'm small and blonde with my long hair usually in a French braid, blue eyes, and an hourglass figure. She was a sophomore and also majoring in business. It would be good to have someone who knew their way around for a friend. She told me she was engaged to be married to an engineering student. I told her I was single, she probably wouldn't understand if I told her about Ben.
Our room was very basic, just two twin beds, two sets of dressers and nightstands, and two desks. It was barebones basic, but it would be fun for us to decorate. We shared a bathroom with two other students. Taryn was on the pep squad, very popular, and was always invited to the best parties, and said she couldn't wait to introduce me around. This was going to fun!
The first few weeks of school were tough, with little time for anything else. After a couple weeks, we found our routine, and could finally think about developing our social lives.
Taryn wanted to set me up on a blind date with one of her fiancé's friends. I reluctantly agreed, and the four of us met for dinner at one of the more popular BBQ places in town. I wore a black sleeveless fishnet mini and high heels. Taryn looked great in a pair of black lace lounge pants and black Tribeca crop top.Taryn's fiancé seemed nice enough, but a little self-absorbed, it seemed like all he could talk about was how great he was.
My date, Michael, was okay, but like most boys my own age, he just seemed so immature. It was probably a flaw on my part, but I have always been attracted to older guys. We went out dancing after dinner. After a few dances with Michael, Josh asked me to dance. The DJ was playing the latest Justin Timberlake song. Josh had his hands all over my ass as we danced.
"Nikki, you've got one hell of an ass, how about letting me take it for a test ride?"
"Aren't you supposed to be getting married next month?"
"Yeah, so what? I'm not married yet."
One dance with him was enough, so I went back to the table. It was getting late, and I was ready to go back to my room. Taryn told me she was going to spend the night with Josh, so Michael would take me home. He tried to kiss me as I got out of his car, but I made it clear I wasn't interested.
The room was lonely, and I got envious, and maybe a little (jealous?) when I thought about what Taryn and Josh were doing right now. In an attempt to get my mind on something else, I took out the dildo I had in my dresser drawer, and imagined it was Ben.
I grew closer to Taryn everyday. She was like the sister I never had. We talked about everything, and went everywhere together. I even confided to her about what happened between my stepdad and me. She wasn't the least bit judgmental, and even thought it was hot.
She came back from the shower one night, and her robe was open as we talked about some of the hot guys in our classes. She only had thong panties on underneath. I tried not to stare at her body, but my eyes kept being drawn to her. It was strange, I had never been attracted to women before, I didn't know what was happening to me.
The longer we lived in that same room together, the more comfortable we got with each other, but we were both going out of our way to stay covered up. I made a move in an effort to see more of her terrific body.
"Hey, would you be uncomfortable if I got naked? I don't usually wear anything back home when I'm in my room." I asked.
"Oh thank God! I'm the same way, I was just trying to not to offend you. Let's get naked!"
We stripped down and watched a movie together, but the sight of her lying naked on her bed made it hard to concentrate on the movie.
One evening, I was studying alone in the room. Taryn said she was going over to Josh's apartment and surprise him by showing up unannounced, wearing only a g-string and a corset under her raincoat.
Less than an hour after she left, she walked back in the room, crying.
"What's wrong" I asked. She plopped down on her bed, burying her head in her pillow.
"That fucking bastard. That dirty liar.", was all she said. I knew right away.
"He wasn't alone, was he?" I asked.
"No, he sure wasn't, he had that slut Stephanie Connors in his front room, both of them as naked as jaybirds..."
I didn't tell her about Josh hitting on me, there would be no point in it. After she cried herself out, I ran hot water in the bathtub, got her out of her clothes, and made her soak. I opened a bottle of white wine we had in the mini-fridge, and took a glass in for her. After she got out we finished the bottle together, stripped down, and got into our beds.
" It's so fucked up, the way guys are sometimes. I'm just so afraid of being alone."
With that, I got out of my bed and climbed into hers, putting my arms around her and kissing her cheeks.
"As long as you got me sister, you'll never be alone." I told her.
I spent the night in her bed, our naked bodies spooning each other. Nothing else happened, as badly as I wanted it to.
We grew even closer over the next few weeks. Since we both liked to dance, we would go out to the clubs. We would dance with a few guys, and then dance with each other, We found one of the funnest things to do was dirty dancing with each other, getting the guys all worked up. I would bend over in front of her, and she would grind me from behind, she would get on the floor in front of me, and I would act like I was fucking her face, things like that. It was great to be the center of attention.
