ALL CHARACTERS ARE AT LEAST 18 YEARS OF AGE OR OLDER.
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"Hey darlin', how are you feeling?"
Jenna smiled up at Tom from the bed. "Oh, hey! Didn't hear you come in. I'm feeling better, thanks. How was your day?"
"Oh, you know. The usual indentured servitude." Tom moved from the doorway to the bed. With an exhausted sigh, he plopped down beside her. "What'cha been up to?"
"Not much. Been responding to some messages on Only Fans, although it's been really tough to be 'flirty' today; my cramps have made it hard to feel sexy."
"Hey, you're always sexy to me," he grinned, kissing her cheek.
"Even when I've been a bum, lounging on the bed all day in sweatpants with a heating pad?"
"Oh, especially then."
"Liar."
They lay together, snuggled close. "I'm gonna miss this when I go back to school next week," Jenna sighed.
"We'll still see each other every weekend," Tom assured her, "and it's not like you'll be a million miles away. I know you'll be busy, but if we plan ahead, we can make time during the week, too. Even if it's just dinner or a movie or something. And of course we can Skype anytime."
"I know," said Jenna, "but still; it's been... really nice, staying here with you."
Tired as he was, Tom felt his pulse quicken as Jenna kissed him, but reigned in his passion. The first few days of Jenna's period were always hard on her, and he knew she wouldn't be up for much more than some cuddling for the time being.
"Think I'll take a shower."
After his shower, he made them a simple dinner. Later, they settled in to watch some TV. They decided on a show they'd both heard good things about, The Queen's Gambit.
"She looks a little bit like you," Tom told Jenna, referring to the main character.
Jenna blushed. "Oh,stop. She's so much prettier than me. Her eyes are amazing."
"Not as amazing as yours. And she's obviously not a real redhead. Yours is much more natural. Have I ever told you how much I love it?"
"Several times," Jenna smiled. "But thank you. I always hated it when I was a kid. It was curlier then; didn't straighten out more til my teens. Everyone picked on me for it. Called me 'Little Orphan Annie.' But I'm happy with it now. Although I have often wondered what I'd look like as a blonde."
"I'd never ask you to change your hair color.I love it, and you, just the way you are. But if you ever decided to dye it, I'd certainly be curious to see how it came out."
"Maybe one day, we'll see."
By 9pm, Jenna was yawning. "I'm sorry, but my cramps are killing me tonight. I think I'm just gonna take some Midol and go to bed."
"Do you mind if I watch another episode?" Tom asked. "Or do you want me to wait for you?"
"Nah, it's fine. I'll catch up tomorrow while you're at work."
After a goodnight kiss, Jenna went off to the bedroom, closing the door behind her.
Tom continued to watch TV. About thirty minutes into the next episode, his phone chirped with a text message alert.
"Who could be texting me this late?" he wondered.
To his surprise, the message was from Michelle.
"Hey, Tommy! Long time no see. I just wanted to finally send you the link to my Only Fans. I know I promised I'd send it ages ago. Sorry I forgot. Link attached. Once you log in, message me there and I can approve your access. Hope you enjoy it! 😉 💋"
Tom was stunned. He remembered the conversation they'd had about it just before she left college for the summer break, but had long since figured she'd just been teasing him since she'd never actually sent it.
He contemplated what he should do. He knew Jenna already had access to Michelle's account and had been using it as inspiration to create her own content.
What he didn't know was how Jenna would feel about HIM viewing it. She'd never volunteered to show him any of it, and he'd never asked.
Michelle was her friend and roommate. Would it upset Jenna for him to accept Michelle's offer to view her nude pictures and videos?
Jenna hadn't minded at all when he'd been naked in front of Michelle and her other friends at the birthday party, and had even encouraged some flirtatious contact between him and the other young ladies there, including Michelle, who'd at one point given his stiff cock a quick, firm stroke.
And of course Michelle, while not naked, had been walking around the entire evening in nothing but some very sheer, sexy lingerie.
If Jenna had no problem with that, why would she take issue with him looking at her online content?
He thought about asking her first. But Jenna was probably already asleep. He could wait until morning of course, talk to her about it then.
But it had been a few days now since they'd last had sex, and Trish was spending the last week before school started with her parents, although she'd promised to come over again on the weekend.
Since Jenna had moved in, he really hadn't needed to masturbate often. Even during the times Jenna was on her period, she'd often taken care of him in other ways.
Still, he hadn't cum in a few days, and he couldn't deny the prospect of seeing Michelle fully nude appealed to him.
Eventually, his lust won out over his reservations.
He texted Michelle back.
"Great to hear from you. Hope your summer has been great. Thanks for the link. I'll log in now and message you there."
He'd already had an account set up to view Jenna's content. So Michelle's link took him directly to her account.
After another quick message to Michelle, the subscription status changed, and within moments he had access.
He quickly scanned her profile intro:
"Hey guys! I'm Michelle! I'm a 21 year old college student of Filipino descent. I've got long, dark hair, big, full, natural breasts, and an ass you could bounce a quarter off of.
"I absolutely LOVE sex, and I'm not shy about it! So go ahead, tell me all your kinkiest desires. I'll make them cum true. 😉 🍆💦
"Check my menu for prices on custom requests and remember: take good care of me, and I'll take good care of you."
Beneath her intro was a picture; Michelle, posed in front of what appeared to be the windows of a building, a cityscape he couldn't identify reflected in the glass behind her.
Surprisingly, she was fully clothed. Her hair flowed past her shoulders, blown slightly by a breeze.
Her pink belly shirt conformed to the luscious curves of her breasts, while her tight black yoga pants hugged every inch of her wide hips and long, toned legs.
Scrolling, he next found a series of still photos. Tom recognized the pink lingerie outfit as the same one Michelle had worn the night of Jenna's birthday party.
Unlike that evening, though, he was now privy to much more than a few quick glimpses of her more intimate areas.
Each picture was more revealing, more tantalizing than the previous.
Breasts half exposed, then fully revealed.
Panties, snug and tight over feminine curves and folds before being first pulled aside, then off to expose her full glory.
"Jesus." His cock already swelling in his sweatpants, he freed it with a quick tug. It sprung loose gratefully and within moments expanded to its full length.
He considered getting the lube, but it was in the bedroom, and he didn't want to disturb Jenna.
So instead he spit on his palm and began to stroke as he browsed more of Michelle's content.
He alternated between short video clips and the still photos, lingering over one set in particular that featured a close up shot of her wearing only a black G-string that looked a lot like the one he'd spotted in her laundry basket the night of the party.
He'd resisted the temptation to smell them that night, caked as they were in her cream. But he could not now help but stare at the large wet spot on the panties that barely covered her dark vulva and thick labia and wonder if it was the same pair.
Scrolling further, he was delighted to find a video clip of her in the same G-string, rubbing herself over it as she moaned. Tom watched in delight as her juices gushed, the wet spot slowly spreading and glistening.
Unfortunately, that clip was short. After watching it on repeat a few times, he decided to look for something longer.
He scrolled through several, trying to decide what to watch next before finding one with the intriguing title of: "JOI - Show Me Yours, I'll Show You Mine."
He clicked on it eagerly.
The video opened to a shot of Michelle laying on her bed. She wore a blue and white striped body dress with a low, swooping neckline that displayed plenty of her ample cleavage, with a hemline that ended just below her hips.
She smiled at the camera. "I wanna play a game with you..."
Tom paused the video. He wanted to be able to turn the volume up, but was afraid Jenna might hear it.
Quickly, he rummaged through the drawer of his end table and found his headphones. After connecting them, he shucked his pants off completely and settled back on the couch.
He started the video over.
"I wanna play a game with you. Don't worry, you'll like this game, I promise. It's called You Show Me Yours, I'll Show You Mine.
"It's real simple: take your cock out, do everything I say, and if you're a Good Boy, I'll show you what's under this dress."
Tom was already naked from the waist down of course, but played along in his imagination.
Michelle was still talking in the video. "Oh, my! So excited for me already! Now, don't touch it just yet. Not until I tell you to."
Tom reluctantly let go. His cock twitched in protest.
With a sexy smile, Michelle tugged at the shoulder straps to her dress. Her breasts slipped free, quickly covered by her hands. She juggled them playfully, then squeezed them together tightly. "Okay, you can start jerking. Slowly. Imagine your hard cock sliding between these luscious firm tits."
Tom began to stroke, matching her movements as she bounced her breasts up and down. As much as he loved Jenna's petite breasts, they weren't quite big enough for a good tit-job.
