Author's note: If you've read my stories before, this should be a fun ride. We're going to revisit a lot of things that have happened previously. But, with a slightly different perspective.
If this is your first time with me, then welcome! I think this should still make sense as a standalone. But, if you're interested in any of Laney's stories, then feel free to explore what I've written before. There's a lot to dive into.
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***6 weeks ago***
Laney pulled into her parking lot after her drive home. It had been a weird weekend. She put the car into park and walked up the flight of stairs to her dorm room. Inside, she found her roommate Zoe.
"Oh hey, babe," Zoe said to her as she entered. "How was your, um...I mean, I heard about..." She stammered. "How are you?"
"I'm...actually ok," Laney answered.
The two had been randomly assigned at the beginning of the year. And even though it had only been a month or so, Laney felt close to Zoe. She was a bit of a 'woo girl,' but she was overwhelmingly kind. She was also very pretty. Like, classically pretty. Brown hair, tan skin, toned body, strong jawline, the whole nine yards.
And Laney liked to think she was pretty too. But it was in an edgier way. Laney had sleeve tattoos and hair that was currently dyed blue.
"I heard about Tim," Zoe told her. "That motherfucker didn't deserve you anyway."
Laney smiled and offered a weak, "thanks." Even with their short friendship, Laney should have told Zoe about breaking up with her high school boyfriend before peacing out for the weekend. But, she had been too broken up at the time to consider it.
"How you holding up?" Zoe asked her.
"Good, I think. All things considered," Laney replied, nodding her head.
"Ok." Zoe smiled. "That's better than wallowing in sorrow like I probably would." She paused and smiled. "Did you find a new man while visiting your brother?"
Laney hesitated before answering. "Yes?" She wavered again. "No. I don't know to be honest."
"What do you mean you don't know? You either found a new piece of ass. Or you didn't."
Laney shook her head as she considered the weekend. It had been...weird. She almost decided to lie about it. But, then she felt guilty that she already hadn't told Zoe about the break up. Instead, she decided on the truth. "I fucked my brother's roommate."
Zoe's eyes went wide, before she smiled. "Hell yeah. Good for you, girl."
"With his girlfriend..."
Zoe paused. "You fucked the roommate with your brother's girlfriend?"
"No, I fucked the roommate with the roommate's girlfriend."
Zoe raised her eyes and nodded her head. "Well, you're not sad. So, that's a plus. Maybe threesomes are the cure for heartache?"
"Maybe?" Laney replied, still trying to make the weekend make sense. She frowned, realizing how open she was being with Zoe. "I'm sorry, I'm sure this is more than you want to know. I'll stop talking."
"What?! No. You can't stop here. I need details, girl. How does a threesome even happen organically?"
Laney sat down on the corner of her bed. "Well, it started Saturday night. I had been crying all day because...well, you know, Tim."
"Sure."
"And my brother was at his girlfriend's dorm, so I was sharing the room with Tariq."
"I like where this is going."
"Well...it wasn't quite like that." Laney paused, making sure she got the order of events right. "After I went to bed, Tariq brought some girl into the room. They fumbled around in the dark for a bit. And then, they just started going at it."
"With you in the room?!"
Laney shrugged. "I guess they thought I was asleep?"
"That's so rude! And weird. What did you do?"
"Mainly just lay there, quietly. Pretending I was asleep."
"While they were just fucking?"
Laney nodded. "Pretty much."
Zoe frowned, trying to find words. "This is probably a weird question. But, was it hot?"
"I couldn't really see much. That time."
Her roommate cocked her head. "Go on."
"So the next morning the girl was still there. And I heard them start fooling around again."
"Jesus, how good is this guy's dick?"
"Well, he's black."
"Oh, never mind."
"So, I hear rustling under their sheets and this time I speak up. I'm like, 'Uh, y'all, I'm awake.'" Laney paused, thinking back to the absurdity of the moment. "And the girl - her name was Beth by the way - asked if I wanted to watch!"
"Shut the fuck up! What did you say?"
Laney blushed. "I mean, how often does something like that get offered?"
"You said yes?!"
Laney nodded.
"Oh my god. I love you."
"And Zoe, they didn't beat around the bush. She blew him. He went down on her. And then she rode the shit out of his dick. Like, I saw everything."
Zoe was leaning forward, literally sitting on the edge of her desk chair. "Were you wet? Because, Jesus, I am. And this is just second hand."
"Oh, I was actively fingering myself at that point. In front of them."
"I'm sure." Zoe nodded. "Your vagina had to be on fire."
Laney continued. "And then Beth came. Like, really loudly. And she hopped off his cock."
"Tariq didn't get to cum?"
Laney hesitated, remembering what happened next. "Beth asked me if I wanted a turn."
"Shut. Up. She asked you if you wanted to fuck her black boyfriend?"