Mandy's eyelids fluttered as she blew a stray strand of blond hair from her face, her muscles contracting as she neared her climax. Her imagination flickered between two scenes. Brian, the nerdy boy with the thick cock who had fucked her in the stadium a couple days ago, and her roommate Moriko.
As part of the sorority initiation, the pledges had to produce pictures of themselves performing various tasks. Mandy had won handily with the photo of Brian behind her, cock buried in her with the 50 yard line markings visible in the background, whereas Moriko barely squeaked by with her best picture, her face between Mandy's thick bare thighs. Mandy's reciprocal photo, grinning between Moriko's slim thighs, didn't hurt to cement her top spot. They had nervously giggled as they posed for their pictures, a seemingly harmless hazing ritual.
The memory of Brian's cock was still fresh in her mind and inspired her to propel her fingers furiously over her swollen clit, while the memory of Moriko's neatly trimmed bush, and her sweet musky scent had stirred something in her that kept intruding.
Ultimately, Brian's cock won. Her breath caught in her throat, and she choked back strangled cries as her chunky thighs quivered and intense pleasure blossomed in her loins. Despite suppressing the high-pitched guttural moans that typically accompanied such experiences, she did not hear the key turning in the lock, nor did she see her Japanese roommate entering the room through her closed eyes.
Breathing raggedly as her orgasm subsided, she opened her eyes to see Moriko standing there, door open, her hand over her mouth and her cheeks flushed red with embarrassment. Mandy's eyes widened as she realized what was happening, but managed to croak, "Shut the door," as she belatedly attempted to cover her swollen pussy, glistening in the afternoon sun streaming through the window.
Moriko snapped out of her trance, and quickly stepped inside, shutting the door quickly with a slam, causing both girls to jump. "Mandy, I'm so sorry! If I had known..." Moriko gushed out, shifting her laptop bag on her shoulder. The slender Japanese woman brushed her bobbed black hair from her face, tucking it behind her ear.
"I didn't think you'd be back yet, so I..." She laughed quietly at that, realizing it was obvious what she was doing.
"I hope I didn't spoil it."
"You didn't, your timing was perfect." Mandy laughed nervously. "You caught me right at the end."
"Of the first one?"
"The only one." Mandy was intrigued at how casually Moriko was taking this. She remembered back to when Moriko suggested they take those photos for the sorority acceptance, and how naturally she guided her through the process, making it playful and relaxed. The image of Moriko's trimmed bush popped in her head again, with the alluring musky scent, and she blushed.
Moriko was pointing at her left breast and then pointing at Mandy. She looked down to see her breast exposed as her oversized shirt had been pulled back in the confusion. She quickly tugged it over the pale, round globe.
"You don't have to hide it on my account, I just wanted you to be aware." Moriko set down her bag, and pulled her hoodie up and over her head, exposing her smooth belly up to her flat chest before she tugged on the sleeveless shirt to bring it down again.
Mandy felt a tingling at this, and shifted uncomfortably as Moriko dropped the hoodie and came to sit on the side of the bed. She had seen her in various stages of undress before, and had gotten up close to her snatch, but given the circumstances, she found herself becoming aroused at the situation.
"You have a lovely body," she blurted out, uncertain as to where the words came from. Blushing, she added, "I'm sorry, I don't know where..."
Moriko interrupted her, "It's OK. I like your body too."
"You, you do?" Mandy was dumbstruck for a moment. "But you're so tall, and beautiful." She averted her eyes. "I'm just plain and dumpy."
"You're delicious." The Asian woman reached her hand out, touching Mandy on the arm. "You don't know how much I wanted to taste you the other night. You smelled so good." Mandy blushed and looked back at her. "You smell so good right now."
Mandy smiled shyly, thinking she must be dreaming. "I thought you smelled nice to. I can't stop thinking about...," she trailed off, uncertain how much she should admit.
"About my pussy?"