***NOTE****This story involves people only of legal age (over 18) and competencies who didn't exist until they were of legal age. Many of the characters have dimension only to carry the story and because I dig them and want to meet them someday if the vodka is pure enough. It is only a sexual fantasy living on my nymphomaniac grey matter. Its many parts will involve light non-consent, lust, heavy reluctance, humiliation, lust, exhibition, sibling incest, spanking fetish, lust, light bondage, lust, and same sex and bisexual erotic scenes in its lusty encounters. It is meant as a work of erotic stimulation towards healthy and well deserved sexual fulfillment for all.....Oh and if you want to copy it and rewrite it better somewhere else as some poor slob just attempted with another story, that's a no no. Suck it up. I'm getting better as I go along, so enjoy the fantasy and toss the style manual for another week or two. If you come back in two months, there will probably be changes here that even out the bumps, but only if they bump up the fantasy. - MF. ***END NOTE***
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It was three days to the end of Barbara's junior year and she was in trouble as usual. Her last final would be a disaster. Even taking the non-academic options, college was way too hard for her. The summer job she had lined up had just fallen through when she forgot to confirm her offer. She had amassed huge college debt by only applying for loans and being too overwhelmed to understand grants. She was looking at flunking out and still had no idea or revelations about her path in life. Now, there was even soap in her eye. As she reached out of the dorm shower stall for her towel, Samantha Fritz caught her hand.
"Is this what you were looking for?" The petite hazel eyed brunette asked holding the towel actually away from Barbara. Through her good eye, she could see that Samantha was taking in every inch of her naked body. It was as odd to be stared at by the rich and beautiful Samantha Fritz as it was to be talking to the popular sorority girl.
"Yes, I've got soap in my eye. Will you hand it to me please, it stings." As Samantha handed her the towel, the girl unexpectedly opened up more of the shower curtain to further inspect Barbara.
"Now I see why the guys call you Boobilicious Barbie. You are a real live match, impossible measurements and Nordic coloring included." Barbara caught her breath as Samantha reached out and lifted Barbara's wet boob.
"Samantha!" Barbara yelled but didn't pull away, but mostly because she would step on her shampoo and soap bottles. "Like, what the eff?
"I'm here to see about making you a summer job offer. Why don't you shower off and we'll get you dried and propositioned." Samantha continued to chat while groping Barbara's wet boob and even began teasing her nipple.
Barbara was shocked but something inside her head told her to go along with the wierdness. "Um, are you going to let go of my breast?"
Samantha smiled as she answered. "I wanted to see how long it would take for you to respond and more importantly how you would respond. It's part of the interview."
Barbara's eyes followed Samantha's to the fully erect nipple in her hands. Samantha smiled as Barbara quickly exited the dorm shower embarrassed at her instant and noticeable arousal. It took only a second for Samantha to grab a hold of Barbara's both breasts and began groping that as well.
"Samantha, you are so like making me nervous." Barbara said as she reached for her towel trying to back away from the impeccably dressed brunette with hair down to her ass.
Samantha ripped the towel away from her. "I'll do that, turn around! I want to see if the uniform will fit you."
Because there was a mention of possible employment, she did as she was told only to have Samantha grab her ass and begin mauling her cheeks now.
"Um, Sam, can you tell me like what kind of job we're talking about, please?" Barbara was hoping whatever it was would involve housing as getting to her mom's new house after her latest marriage involved airfare that Barbara had lost when she forgot where she hid her secret stash of money.
"You call me Samantha, or after today, Miss Samantha. Only my friends call me Sam. Bend over and touch your toes!" Samantha smacked her wet ass as she lurched over.
"If I call you Miss Samantha, does that mean I like got the job?" Barbara asked from her nearly upside down position. She shot to a standing position when she felt a hand run from the top of her clit to the top of her crack. Barbara reeled around to face the petite curvy Samantha who immediately began to towel her off, beginning again with her boobs.
"Boobilicious, you may just work out as one of our summer maids on my parent's estate. I've seen that picture of you at Parker's frat house. Three on one was quite an accomplishment. Did you enjoy the gang bang they gave you for your twenty first birthday?"
"Teddy told me that was a secret!" Barbara was stunned that the frat took pictures of her even when they promised not to do so. "It was okay, except like the guys grabbed me for weeks after whenever I was alone to announce one more present for me. I kept winding up naked in strange dark corners all over campus before I finally put an end to it."
"How did you put an end to it?" Samantha was now 'toweling' off Barbara's pussy which seemed to be taking a lot of time.