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.
