The Twins

For a change from most of my stories, the focus will not be on Female Domination but will stray into the "First Time" field, maybe more than once!

As always, all persons in the story are imagined, with any similarity to anyone living or dead being purely coincidental. None of the characters are under 18.

I am still doing editing work for writers in Literotica, and, if you like my style, and need your stories looked over, please feel free to message me. I usually get stories back to you in about a week.

Chapter 01 - Jeni starts her new life.

Jeni.

The bell rang out signalling the end of the school year and, for Jeni Martin, the end of her time at school. She had turned 18 four months ago, and was now an ex-pupil, soon to be a University scholar. Life was going to change!

Jeni was an odd child; a dedicated student, but that was mainly because she did not attract boys (or girls) and had never been kissed, let alone been distracted by an interested partner. She was just over 5ft 2inches tall, with a thin figure, slight breasts which she would tell herself were 32B, but were really barely over an "A". (Her actual figure was 32A/B-22-36.) Her legs were thin too, supporting an 'out of proportion' decent size ass, but what everyone saw before any of her body was a shock of short, bright orange-ginger hair. She had always hated it and would change her colour as soon as she got to Uni - she had decided! Her Mom had always banned her from changing it, but once she was away from home, she would do what SHE wanted, for a change.

Perhaps - Probably! - because of her looks and lack of male interest, Jeni was a shy girl, never upsetting people and never really pushing herself forward. She had a couple of colleagues who lived nearby, but nobody she would call a good friend. As a result, she ghosted through school and was likely to get her choice of Uni, because her grades were good.

Just over a month later and the confirmation was through - Jeni had her place at her preferred Uni and she would be leaving home in a month to begin her new life.

A new start.

Jeni stood looking up at the huge building which would become her 'home from home' for the next 4 years. She had just alighted a taxi that had brought her from the Airport and was feeling nervous, excited, worried, wondrous - hell, she was dizzy that she was finally here, and free from her parents guidance. Adult life could now begin for her.

In line with the 'goody two shoes' girl she was, she was a day early, wanting to get settled in and find her way around the huge campus without thousands of other students to battle through. She had her welcome letter and invitation to her course in her hand, ready to enrol, and had just seen a large sign "Reception - New students" over to her right. She paid the taxi, giving him a decent tip, and took up her backpack, then grabbed the handle of her roller-suitcase.

Reception was busy enough - much more than she had expected - but she was still able to find the desk where a member of the University administration was providing information to the new students and directing them to their destinations. She gave her name and was told she had been allocated a double room in Carter Block, a new block with en-suite bathrooms and a view over the lakes.

"That all sounds really nice," she replied, "which way do I go?"

The female administrator gave her a campus map and marked the block on it, along with the location of various restaurants on campus and where her lecture halls were located. The woman told her there would be a guy in a buggy around soon if she did not want to carry her belongings over to the block, but Jeni decided to take a walk - it was a nice enough September day - and she wanted to see the different blocks as she walked past them.

A gentle 10-minute walk and "Carter Block" was in front of her. She knew it was a new 4-storey block from the info she had already received, but it looked really modern too. There were big windows and with it being on a slight incline, she thought there would be great views over the lakes, particularly from the 3

rd

and 4

th

floors. She had a room on the 3

rd

floor...... and a roommate! That was the one fly in the ointment; she had never shared with anyone before. She had no siblings and had always been put in single rooms when there were family holidays, or school outings.

Luckily the elevator worked and soon enough Jeni was inserting her key into HER door and opening it into her new life.

The room was big enough with a decent size sofa in the middle of the room, a small unit probably designed for a tv, a table for dining over by the window - with chairs - and a 'kitchen' over to the left. All the 'white goods' looked new and she thought that things could have been much worse. She had heard of some Uni's where the furniture was old, tattered and torn and the kitchen had last been fitted out in the 1980s. This was a pleasant surprise.

She looked at her room allocation form and saw that she was just marked as "one of the two bedrooms in Carter Block, 3

rd

Floor, Room 317." It looked like she had the choice of bedrooms, unless her roommate was already here. She dumped her bags by the table and explored the rest of the apartment. No sign of anyone else having moved in, so she chose the room nearer to the back of the apartment, but still with views of the University buildings and one of the huge lakes on the campus.

She dragged everything into her chosen room and sat on the bed. She breathed out deeply and flopped back onto the bed, her hands reaching towards the other side of it. Adrenalin got the better of her emotions and she shed a tear or two at her new circumstances. Life was going to change - she would embrace Uni life.

After a rest, anyway!

She woke around 2:30 and set into putting her clothes away in the wardrobe and drawers, then put her stationery, books and pens etc on the little dresser. She realised she would either have to leave the dresser clear or do her work out in the main room. There was no desk in here, and perhaps, she thought, that was to encourage roommates to share the space and not hide in their rooms all the time. She could always buy a little desk if she needed to.

She carefully locked the door and walked to a building which showed on the map as a little supermarket. She needed some supplies until she could find the cheaper hyper-markets in the city and had already decided to buy some foods her parents would not have bought. She wanted to be a free 'Independent' woman and making her own choices was to be her first step. Supplies bought, including coffee which her parents would never buy, but she loved, she strolled back to 'Carter' and her new home!

The rest of the day passed without incident; Jeni ate, read the University documentation and studied the map. She went to bed around 9pm feeling she had given herself the best chance to start her education on the front foot.

She was woken around 11pm by the sound of people in the apartment. She sat up and listened, but it seemed to just be a man and woman trying to be quiet, but failing. They had obviously seen that one bedroom door had been left open and had noticed that there was food in the kitchen and crockery drying in the rack, so assumed, correctly, that they had the room with the open door. Jeni weighed up whether to go out and meet her new roommate, but decided it was late enough already and she would meet them in the morning. There was still a whole day until proper classes started, so spending time getting to know them - her, she assumed - would not cause Jeni to miss any classes.

She fell asleep again quickly and woke around 7am - same as at home - not immediately realising where she was, then smiling to herself as she stretched in the bed, thinking that her life was changing and she was now a real adult. Her Mom would not be at the bottom of the stairs yelling for her to get up and dressed!

She threw back the covers realising it was quite warm in the room and padded over to the en-suite. Such luxury!! She never had her own bathroom at home!

She undid the buttons on her pyjama jacket and shucked it off her shoulders looking at her slim (that sounded better than 'thin') body and small breasts in the mirror. She gently stroked her hands over the small peaks, with the coral pink nipples. She had always been disappointed she did not have bigger boobs, but had decided she would never get them artificially enhanced. They were small but were not totally out of proportion with the rest of her body, except her ass! She pushed the trouser part of the pyjamas to the floor and stepped out of them, then looped her fingers into the sides of her little white panties, pulling them down to pool on the floor with the pyjamas. She looked at herself in the mirror; small, slim, green-eyed and GINGER, but possessing a nice ass!

She turned on the shower, and was really surprised to find it ran hot almost immediately. She stepped into the stream of water and used her shower gel to wash herself clean - ready for the day ahead! She pressed her hands into her ribcage, sliding up, trying to get her breasts to make a cleavage, and just about managed it. She sighed and let them go again knowing it would take more than wishes to get them any bigger and, at least, they sat high and proud on her chest. Her nipples were sensitive and she could tweak and twist them to give her nice feelings between her legs.

She soaped the rest of her body then between her legs, touching her very sensitive clit, causing herself to gasp a little as the shock was transmitted to her brain. She might not be a supermodel, but she was not overweight, her clit and nipples were sensitive and her ass was round.

Jeni finished her shower and took her wash bag out to get her toothbrush and toothpaste, but instead, on top of all her little bits and pieces found a box and a note from her Mom.

"My darling Jeni,

Now you are away from home and a woman on your own, I know you will take care of yourself but, just in case, I spoke to Dr Johnson and got some contraceptive pills for you. These will last a month, which will give you time to find a doctor at the University and get yourself prescribed with ones that suit you - some don't - to make sure you are protected in case any of those grown-up boys decide to take liberties with you, or if you get drunk and let them into your panties.

Love Mom

The cheek of it, Jeni thought; I've never been drunk! And I will be keeping any boys (I wish) at arms-length to start with. But it had been sensible of her Mom to get the tablets, and was, unbelievably something she had not even considered, probably from having never had a boyfriend, so never had to use them at home. Her Mom had not even spoken to her about contraception and it was only the talk at school that had given Jeni a working knowledge of what to do and, probably more importantly, what not to do!

She put a tablet to one side and brushed her teeth, then took the tablet into the kitchen and got a glass of water. She checked the fridge and saw nothing seemed to have been taken by her roommate - Memo to self: Let roomie know HER stuff was HER stuff! - so poured some cereal into a bowl and added some milk. Then took her pill. She filled her drinks container with water and put it aside to go into her bag. She sat and had her breakfast in peace. There was no sign of her 'roomie' and no evidence that they had brought any food or personal crockery or stuff.

She left a note on the counter:

- Hi Roomie, I am Jeni. Will catch you later. Gone to the Uni to check into my courses. If you need, please use SOME milk and coffee to make a drink. Jeni.

And set off for the University building to start her new education.

Jeni found her way to the Reception and was directed to the course allocation team who gave her details of 'When and Where' and pointed out some older students who were enrolling the new students on athletic and vocational courses. Jeni was not sporty and had no real interests that she wanted to 'bring' with her. She was not sure there was a knitting or crocheting course anyway, and she was not going to ask! She hoped her roomie would be similar to her and they could share time together, and perhaps they would be on the same courses?

She wandered around the buildings and campus, eventually finding her way back to Carter and took the elevator to her floor, checking out the information boards on the way to her room. She could hear music coming from her room and instantly thought 'Oh no!' hoping she would not have to spend time getting her roomie to turn it down or change the style. She did not listen to much music except Folk, Country and Bluegrass, and doubted those would be on the playlists for many other 18-year-olds at Uni!

She opened the door and stepped into the apartment. The music was not really loud, but could clearly be heard outside the door, even with it closed. She would need to turn it down soon or might get a headache. She found the source of the music - a phone lying on the table - and looked to see if there was an obvious way to reduce the volume. There wasn't!

"Oh well," she sighed to herself, "Time to meet roomie and hopefully we can get the music off and have a chat about harmonic living together. She picked up the phone and walked to the other room, ready to get them to turn it down, or off!

Well, that was the plan until she reached the open door of her roomie's room!

Camille.

Jeni looked into the room and called out "Hey" to see if anyone was there. A voice called out in return and added "Sorry, let me turn that down!"

The owner of the voice came into view and left Jeni startled.

"Hi, I am Camille, or Cammy if you like." the girl said, offering two arms to Jeni for a cuddle. Jeni was not given a choice as she was brought in for a firm hug. After 20 seconds or so, she was released and Camille told her to sit on the bed, and she would just put the dress she was holding into the wardrobe.

Camille was MASSIVE!

Jeni could not think of another word that described her, even with the negative connotations of that word. But she was smiling and had started chatting to Jeni, who was still stunned by the girl in front of her and had to ask Camille to repeat what she had said.

"I was just saying it is nice to meet you. We are going to be living together for a year at least and will need to get on with each other, so best to start the year off on a good footing.

Jeni agreed, while taking in the young woman flitting around the room putting more things into cupboards, drawers and the wardrobe.

Camille was at least 6ft tall, with a 44GG - 30 - 46 figure, and chocolate brown skin. Her hair was in a big afro style and was almost as wide as her shoulders - a real 1970s vibe. She moved smoothly, fluidly, her massive ass cheeks rolling sexily as she walked. Jeni watched her, almost mesmerised by the sheer size of Camille.

Jeni was not an ignorant girl, so replied when Camille asked a question and was able to ask a couple of questions herself, but truth be told, she was unable to stop looking! Camille was wearing a long, brightly coloured dress that fitted her figure really well. It curved where she did (basically the whole of her) and fell almost to her ankles. Jeni was just watching as Camille finished what she was doing and sat on the bed, next to her. The bed sunk a bit under Camille's weight, lifting Jeni a little as the mattress re-levelled itself.

She rolled over onto her back, then pulled a pillow under her head, she turned her body towards Jeni, who was looking over her shoulder to where Camille lay.

They chatted some more and found out they had one class together and, at Camille's suggestion, phoned for a pizza delivery, so they could continue to explore each other's life experiences.

Camille started the conversation, asking Jeni about her family and school friends, then moved on to past relationships. She was surprised when Jeni said she was a virgin, had never had a boyfriend and had never even been kissed.

Camille decided she might as well test the waters early. She reached over and pulled Jeni back onto the bed by her shoulders, the smaller girl unable to resist the strength of the action. Camille twisted her around and kissed her fully on the lips, startling Jeni who was too surprised to object. Camille forced her lips onto Jeni's with more power, and pushed her tongue out, trying to get into Jeni's mouth. The surprise still had a hold on Jeni's brain, and Camille's tongue found it's way in without resistance pressing against the firm tongue in Jeni's mouth. Camille rolled over towards Jeni and put her right leg over both of Jeni's, letting the weight hold the smaller girl down.

Thirty seconds later, the kiss was over. Camille was smiling at Jeni, her big, perfect white teeth showing, and looking up and down Jeni's body. Jeni tried to get up, but Camille held her down without any difficulty and asked her if she had any objections to women, or those with chocolate brown skin?

Jeni was still too stunned to speak, and realised she was not getting out of the hold Camille had her in without some difficulty. She stuttered that she had never looked at girls sexually, feeling a bit guilty that she was certainly turned on by this unexpected series of events. She could feel the dampness in her panties, something that had never happened before, except due to the ministrations of her own fingers.

Camille released her, rolling onto her back and laughing at Jeni's expression. "Come on Girl, relax! You enjoyed that - I can see your nipples poking through that thin shirt. You might need to wear a bra unless you want lots of attention - male and female!"

Jeni looked down seeing the evidence that Camille had mentioned. Her nipples had never got this hard before unless she stimulated them herself, and certainly not from a kiss!

"Go put your stuff in your room, or wherever and we can sit at the table and have a chat. The food will be here soon. I think we need to work out how to be with each other as roomies.

Jeni got up and left the room, still under a sort of auto-pilot. She collected her bag from the table and went into her room making her way to the en-suite straight away, needing to get these soaking wet panties off. She sat on the toilet and let her mind drift.

What had just happened?

Would she allow it again?

Fuck! Could she even stop it?

Did she want to tell Camille not to do it again?

How come she had never felt turned on by a girl before?

What was she to do? Could she change rooms?

****

The thoughts swirled around Jeni's mind as she sat and stared into the middle distance - seeing nothing but remembering everything.

One pair of panties went into the washing basket, and Jeni sought out some more before she had to 'chat' with Camille again. Should she put a bra on - No, she did not want to admit that Camille had got to her so quickly.

The doorbell rang and Jeni heard Camille speak into the intercom and let the pizza driver in. He was soon at the room door, staring at the huge, stunning woman who answered. He gave her the order and took the payment. He did not expect much in the way of tips from students, but was pleasantly surprised to find she had given him about 30%. He would look out for orders coming here again!

"Food is here, Come on out and get it!" Camille called to Jeni.

Jeni joined Camille at the table and found the food ready in the middle, with glasses of coke for each of them and some side salad that Camille had ordered. She put 2 slices on her plate and watched as Camille did the same.

"Jeni. I hope you are OK with what just happened? I know I am bigger than most women and am always able to play 'my hand' over other women so decided that I would get my bisexuality out of the way from the start. I did not expect to be sharing with a virgin, but I will make sure you are protected from those horny boys - until you want one to just ravage you senseless!" she added with a laugh.