All my life I was known as the shy pretty ass white girl. My ass was not disproportion from the rest of my body but people always complimented me in tights or leggings. I was a typical 5.6 feet who weighs 118 pounds brunette. For an Italian girl I was extremely shy and always kept to myself. In high-school I was seen as an in-between-er. Basically friends with every social group but never claimed by one.
But all that was the past. It was the first day of college as I stood in front of the school. I'm going to get out of my comfort zone and find my identity I thought to myself. As I was looking for my dorm room I couldn't help but notice how much a summer between high school and college can change a boy to a man. It appeared as if the guys gained an extra 15 pounds of muscle. But I'm not complaining. As I reached my dorm. I noticed the door was already opened. I pushed it wider and stood in front of the doorway. Talk about me being a little dramatic. I notice my roommate and she was a blonde with a boyish hair cut and tattoos all over her arms. She had the sexist body that made me envious. She stood there looking back. She wore a grayish sweat pants and a black colored athletic training bra. I couldn't help to wonder if my large Ray Ban glasses served its purpose in covering my freckles around my nose.
"Hi I'm Chloe Peters. I guess you're my roommate," she said.
"Yea. I'm Ava Santini. I love the tattoos," I replied.
(My god I sound like a loser.) She nodded with a smile. Then proceeded in unpacking her luggage. It was a quiet first 30 minutes of us in our deep thoughts as we unpacked.
"So are you a first year?" asked Chloe.
"Yea I'm in the journalism program. You?" I asked.
"Second year Bio studies," said Chloe.
"So do you have a boyfriend or girlfriend mind me asking?" asked Chloe.
I saw her looking at my hips and thighs.
"No. I've been single for the last 5 months." I replied back.
She quickly seemed excited and began going through some papers. While I watched her brushed her hair away from her eyes and biting the corner of her lips. She spun around and presented me with a flyer. I couldn't read it and I fixed my glasses and leaned forward.
"Oh no I don't really go clubbing," I said.
While I was shaking my heard nervously and feeling bad rejecting at the same time.
"Plus it's a pride lgbt club. I'm straight. Like straight like a ruler kinda straight." I quickly added.
"I am bi-curious and I was hoping I wouldn't go alone and we are roommates so my secret is your secret vise versa." Chloe persuaded
"I don't know," I said while trailing off in my thoughts.
"Plus it'll be fun and if it sucks. We can hit the Irish pub downtown." she said
Finally given in. I agreed and I spent the whole afternoon thinking about the club and what to expect.
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That night we got ready. We were both dressed in black dresses. We entered the club and it was a bit silent. A bunch of girls in a corner here and there. Some guys in their area. A few girls were observing Chloe and myself. They probably viewed us as a couple. Chloe as a cross between a stud and a cute elegant chick. While beside her was me a nerdy girlfriend with a nice shaped ass. Either way Chloe owed me and thanked me multiple times for coming. Two hours in I was at the bar talking to this older woman around her early thirties.
She had jet black hair down to her hips. She was tall. Maybe 6 feet. She spoke with a Russian accent. We spoke about school courses and jobs while slowly talking about favorite sex position and sex toys. I admitted to her I had a clit vibrator and she looked shocked. She constantly complimented my ass and my innocent face. All while providing me with more tequilas. About the 7th time she said my ass was squeezable. She was literally squeezing my ass. While another hour passed of continuous flirtation and groping the bar began to close. I was a bit tipsy and I couldn't find Chloe. The Russian woman insisted I stayed at her place since it's close by and a girl in my state shouldn't be going home alone.
At her place I remember briefly of how we got there. Then I could remember thinking to myself that her place was really modern. I remember here tearing my clothes off me as she directed me to the bedroom. She was kissing my neck and grabbing my ass telling me it belongs to her now. She was talking way to much as if she was talking to another person in the room. Before passing out I remember feeling her inserting her fingers in my pussy as I laid down on the bed feeling a weird emotion. In the background was a constant sound of *ding *ding.
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The next day I woke up and felt a huge head ache and confusion. I was under the covers naked and had dried substance all over my mouth but mainly my chin. I quickly got my clothes and stepped out the bedroom. She was already at the kitchen table eating breakfast.
"Hey sexy; that was really fun last night," she said.
I blushed and took a deep breath of feeling bewildered. I nodded and was heading to the door.
"Leaving so soon baby?" she asked.
"Yes. I am. I was really drunk and I don't really swing that way. To be honest I don't even remember your name," I told her
She simple smiled.
"Anastasia but call me Anna, and I'll be hearing from you soon." Anna said.
I smiled politely and left for school. After my first class in the morning was done. I couldn't wait to talk to Chloe to find out what happened to her and why she ditched me. As I was heading to my dorm. I received a text. It was a picture. I clicked it and to my horror. I was looking at what appears to be some screenshots of a live cam xxx show from a porn site. One cam above showed a man jerking his dick while the bottom cam showed me sitting on Anna's lap on her bed while she was behind me playing with my clit . Another text appeared.
"It's time you play with my pussy on my show. Be in my condo in an hour." Anna texted
I was starstruck and left immediately to Anna place.