Dorm Life Brandi

It was difficult for Brandi to get settled back in college. The erotic thrill from winter break was never far from her mind. Unfortunately, Brandi's classes kept her too busy for much of a social life, which perpetuated her current dry spell.

Brandi's roommate, Jill, was more outgoing than the girl she shared a room with last semester. After being apart as freshmen, Brandi was finally reunited with her old high school soccer teammate. Jill was on the college team, which came with a huge two-bedroom dorm. Being a soccer star came with a large social group filled with other athletes, like Jill's boyfriend, Ben.

Ben was lean and athletic. His clean-cut face marked a youthful, wholesome countenance. Brandi was ordinarily attracted to more muscular guys. But there was something about Ben's lean, cut physique. Brandi had to admit she enjoyed checking him out when she joined Jill to watch his games.

The three of them had just gotten home from one of Ben's games not too long ago. It had been almost an hour since Jill and Ben had retired to her room to "Freshen up." Since then, Jill's room had become suspiciously quiet and Brandi's curiosity was getting the best of her.

Brandi leaned in close to sneak a peek through the crack in the door. Ben was at the edge of the bed, facing away from her, standing over Jill's petite tan form as she lay on the bed, her slight, milky white breasts bouncing with each thrust. Brandi sighed in relief as she saw Jill's eyes closed and her head tilt away from the door.

Without fear of being spotted, Brandi was free to enjoy the show. She quietly slipped her warm fingers into her panties, stretching her waistband as she rewarded her neglected pussy with much-needed attention.

Brandi's focus turned back to Ben's efforts. His muscular back and tight ass flexed with each thrust. Brandi struggled to hold her moans; Jill and Ben did not.

Brandi shifted her focus between her performers amid slow and steady blinks, propelling her to the edge of release. Suddenly, Jill opened her eyes and turned towards the door. Her eyes locked onto Brandi's as she stood shocked and exposed in the doorway. Brandi's heart flipped in her chest. The half a second she stood in the doorway felt like an eternity before she pivoted out of eyeshot.

When safely ducked out of the doorway, Brandi rested her head on the nearby wall, cringing in anticipation of the angry shouts that were sure to follow.

"Oh, fuck yeah!" The ordinarily quiet Jill let out a powerful moan. "Harder fucking harder!" Brandi froze, stunned. It seemed like she was ignoring her. Jill never shouted during sex, especially when Brandi was home. This was a performance. This was for her.

"Shhh, your room..." Ben whispered before Jill interrupted, flooding the apartment with even louder primal screams of ecstasy.

Brandi couldn't resist. She slowly leaned in to peek around the corner for a clear view. A fresh opportunity to bask in the erotic display of the writhing, sweaty couple. Brandi couldn't help but join in. Her fingers danced down to her panties, stretching the waistband as Brandi needily plunged her fingers deep inside her eager folds, quickly stimulating a voyeuristic climax.

Enraptured in the moment, Brandi lost track of the couple. The apartment had fallen silent; Brandi heard only the rapid beating of her heart echoing like a drum. Startled by the silence, Brandi quietly slipped back to her room.

Brandi resigned herself to lying back on her bed and replaying the encounter in her head. The thoughts of Jill getting off, knowing that Brandi had been watching, vaulted Brandi right into another orgasm. She sighed softly, giving in to the euphoria coursing through her body. Still basking in her release, it took Brandi a second or two to realize there had been a knock on the door.

"Shit!" Brandi answered by the time the second knock arrived.

Brandi hopped out of bed. She fumbled to the doorway and attempted to gain her composure for the imminent confrontation with Jill.

Brandi took a deep breath and cracked open her door. "Yeah?" She asked her blanket-clad roommate, straining to sound surprised.

"Hey," Jill responded sheepishly as she looked around. "Ummm, Ben had to leave for work. Mind if we talk?" Brandi bit her lip in trepidation, expecting the worst. "I'm not upset about you watching. It actually kinda turned me on. Like a lot." Jill giggled nervously. "Just made me kinda regretful, you know?"

"Huh?" What could a hottie like Jill be regretting? She had the killer body, the hot boy.

"I feel like I'm letting Ben down... in the bedroom."

Now Brandi was really taken aback. She never knew Jill to be the conservative type. They had even fooled around once or twice.

"But how? That doesn't..."

"Blow jobs... well, I don't. I was really hoping you could do me a favor, and I know it's a lot to ask. I mean, he's not your boyfriend or anything, and I know you don't really like him like that... and I mean I don't want you to. I mean, it's not sex, right?"

"Jill, what are you saying?"

Jill's face turned flush. She wanted to run, but the cat was out of the bag. "Can you just blow him for me? Ben, I mean."

Brandi couldn't help but feel turned on by her roommate's needy pleas.

"It's just that well, I saw you watching us and it's not like I think you're kinky or anything, it just looked like you were kinda enjoying yourself and well..." Jill bit her lip as her heart leaped between words, exposing her true lust, "...and I kinda did too."

Flustered and a bit humbled, Brandi scrambled to answer her childhood friend. "I'd love to help you out, Jill. You know how much you mean to me. I just don't see how we would ever convince Ben. He'd never want to hurt you. He's too sweet. You know that."

Brandi reminisced about the time she tiptoed behind Ben when she'd drunkenly stubbled home one evening. Only to find him alone in the kitchen fixing dinner. So, she took advantage of the moment and stole a nibble, or maybe snuck in a bit of a lick on his neck. Ben was such a gentleman in the way he kindly rebuffed her advances without hurting Brandi's feelings. He even fixed her a glass of water and tucked her in. The ever-shy Ben never said another word about it.

Jill took a deep breath and frowned as she sat on the bed and slumped over, defeated. "You're right," she sighed. "I might just have to break up with him. Just temporarily, over spring break. I'll just tell him to come by and pick up his shit while I'm gone. Then you can pounce!" Jill jumped off the bed, further animating her point. She warmly grabbed hold of Brandi as she did.

"It might just work."

"Thank you." Jill smiled, continuing to embrace Brandi. Their warm hug lingering a bit longer than either girl anticipated.

The next day, Jill was up early, packing her bags to go back home for spring break. She had already planned on meeting Ben for lunch, where she was going to break the bad news.

"Now, he'll probably stop by after he gets off work tonight." Jill nervously reminded her roommate.

"I know, I know. We've gone over this. He's in good hands, I promise." Brandi reassured her roommate with a loving hug before she left. Her hands lingering on the small of Jill's back, a tad longer than normal. Jill let out a satisfied sigh in Brandi's warm embrace and squeezed back, resting a thankful gaze on Brandi's enthralling seductive eyes. Regretfully, the pair slowly broke their embrace. Their hearts buzzed with a cluster of anticipation as Jill left the dorm.

Only a few hours later, Ben showed up at the apartment much earlier than expected. Brandi was frustrated. She hadn't changed into her sexy little outfit as planned, and was still wearing a baggy T-shirt and shorts.

"Brandi, it's just me," Ben announced as he let himself in per usual.

Brandi's whole plan was out the window. Now she'd have to play it by ear. She decided to feel him out, slow and casual. Brandi strolled into the main room of the dorm and plopped down on the futon to greet Ben.

"Oh, hey. Sorry 'bout you and Jill."

"Yeah." The normally upbeat Ben shrugged.

"You know, I'm here for you if you want to talk about it. I wouldn't worry too much, though. Jill might just be going through a fickle phase right now. I can maybe even talk to her if you want."

"Thanks, Brandi," Ben shrugged as a smile almost broke through. "I think I'm just gonna grab a shower real quick before work, and then I'll get my shit out of here, if that's OK?"

"Sure Ben, you're certainly no bother." Brandi smiled and made sure not to break eye contact. The sheepish Ben gave a slight blush before he scampered off to Jill's room.

Brandi was not the least bit discouraged. Ben was doing half the work himself! In a matter of moments, he would be naked in the shower and ripe for her taking. Brandi's heart pumped rapidly with growing anticipation as she heard the water turn on in Jill's bathroom. She quickly undressed and slipped into Jill's room and lay in waiting on her roommate's bed.

It didn't take long for Ben to finish his shower. After leaving the bathroom, her roommate's towel-clad boyfriend was aghast.

Brandi was lying on her side, naked on Jill's bed, showing off every inch of her tan and toned curves. Ben's lips started to move, but he was too startled to speak.

Brandi decided to stand and help him. She glided off the bed and hovered inches from Ben's nearly naked body, and even closer to his tense, nervous lips.

"I just want to help you feel better," Brandi whispered, raking Ben's mop of damp hair. "Let's get your mind off things."

"But..." Ben stuttered before Brandi's light touch quickly silenced his lips. Chills resounded through Ben's body as his ex's gorgeous naked roommate dropped to her knees in front of him.

Brandi removed Ben's towel and looked up longingly at him. Her seductive smile hypnotizing her roommate's hapless boyfriend.

Soon her lips were coating his shaft with wet kisses. Brandi had to hold him still at the base of his erection as it jumped back and forth with delight. Ben's head rolled back with a blissful exhale resembling a low growl.

Ben's erection was glistening and throbbing under Brandi's tender touch. He was now rock-hard and more sensitive than he could remember.

Brandi's head rocked up and down on Ben's firm shaft as she sucked with enthusiastic fervor. Ben wasn't used to it. Brandi could tell by his sharp, focused breaths that he was struggling to hold out and make the moment last as long as he could. Brandi smiled around his pulsing thankful girth, pleased with Ben's response.

Ben came in no time at all, warning Brandi with a sharp intake of air, before his penis swelled and spasmed as her warm mouth cradled him. Brandi locked her lips around his pulsating shaft. Ben moaned appreciatively as he let go in ecstasy. His overstimulated erection exploded as he melted in pleasure. His shaft pulsed over and over, flooding the back of Brandi's throat with his hot seed.

"Whoa, that was awesome," Ben panted.

Brandi gave a little chuckle as she swallowed again and wiped her chin.

"Just don't tell Jill," Brandi winked.

Brandi didn't follow her own instructions, immediately pulling out her phone after she slipped back to her room.

She felt equally ecstatic about helping Jill, as she was impossibly aroused from satisfying Ben.

There was always something alluring about Jill that made Brandi want to please her. It went back to when they met playing travel soccer right out of high school. They were invariably paired together on long trips, bonding in their hotel room over movies none of the other girls liked.

During one of their movies, Jill caught Brandi touching herself during one of the steamier scenes. Jill didn't seem to mind. Instead, she just played along, and the two enjoyed the scene and orgasms together. Brandi had almost forgotten how comfortable they had been together and how close they had grown. Jill had even jokingly made Brandi suck her fingers after Jill had gotten off. Jill had always been a little bossy, and Brandi secretly found it hot. As the memories came flooding back, Brandi couldn't help but recall Jill's sweet taste. She was on the edge of climax when her phone interrupted her. It was Jill.

"Hey," came a breathy voice on the other end. "I had to just let you know how much I appreciate your help," Jill whispered, as if holding back a moan.

Brandi's heart flipped. She thought her orgasm was going to have to wait, but she had underestimated her friend. Jill was clearly touching herself on the other end of the phone too. Daydreaming of Ben cheating on her with her hot roommate.

Brandi's fingers returned to her wet, eager pussy. Her friend's generosity already aroused her, but this was pushing her over the edge. Brandi struggled to find words as a dizzying rush of euphoric emotions washed over her. In desperation, she sniffled between breaths. "I just wanted to be a good girl for you."

Jill let out a small gasp on the other end of the phone. She couldn't believe how wet she was. This was more than a hot fantasy. This was what she needed. For a long time, Jill had secretly had a little crush on Brandi. But her true kink had always been control. Was this really happening?

Jill was almost lightheaded, as a deluge of emotions and desire swept through her. She could barely think. Jill rubbed her clit furiously as she moaned into the phone.

Brandi too was on edge. She continued to moan as she plunged more fingers deep into her wet folds. "Thank you so much. His dick tasted so good," Brandi panted into the phone. "I just wish he tasted like you."

"Oh fuck," Jill wailed, before biting her lip to silence herself. She slammed her quaking knees together as Jill's tight, lithe body began writhing in climax.

Overwhelmed with lust, Brandi had to drop her phone to use both hands to pleasure herself. Brandi's body jerked and trembled as pleasure rippled through her eager frame, transporting her into a world of orgasmic bliss. When Brandi's body finally settled, she picked up her phone.

"Such a good girl," Giggled Jill, sending a shiver of lust through Brandi.

"Thank you, mistress." She chuckled back before realizing it.

Jill's eyes widened on the other end of the phone. 'Mistress,' she liked the sound of that.