When Jenny woke up in the morning, Kristin’s arm was still wrapped around her, breasts pressed against Jenny’s back. Not wanting to disturb Kristin, who was still sleeping peacefully, Jenny found herself with some time to lay still and reflect.
This was certainly a different life she was leading these days. She liked it, though. She felt safe, protected, and content nestled in Kristin’s strong but soft embrace. Closing her eyes, she breathed in the mixed scents of sex, sweat, and shampoo, listening to the rain that had apparently started during the night. She couldn’t remember when she’d been so happy. It was possible she never had been.
When Kristin finally stirred, Jenny turned to face her, kissing her gently on the face and then the neck. Almost reflexively she started working her way down Kristin’s long, tan body, sucking her rapidly hardening nipples, tonguing her navel, then nuzzling the downy fur between her legs. Kristin yawned, stretched, and opened her legs, revealing pink petals already glistening with arousal. Jenny, feeling increasingly confident in her ability to give a girl pleasure, wasted no time in jabbing her tongue between them.
She hadn’t been too sure about the taste of pussy at first, but at this point she was a confirmed aficionado, and well on her way to becoming an addict. Buoyed by the moans of pleasure coming from somewhere above her, Jenny held Kristin’s legs open with her hands and burrowed in as deeply as she could.
Suddenly there was a knock at the door. Jenny sat bolt upright, a look of alarm on her face. Kristin smiled at her reassuringly. “Don’t worry, it’s just breakfast. The sophomores bring the seniors breakfast in bed on Sundays.” She took hold of Jenny’s collar and gently but insistently pulled her head back down where it had been and told her to keep going. To the visitor, she yelled out, “Come in.”
The door swung open and in came a pretty blonde bearing a large tray of food. “Hi, Julie,” said Kristin. “As you can see, I’m kind of busy at the moment. Leave the tray on the table, OK?”
Although mostly preoccupied with Kristin’s pussy, Jenny noted out of the corner of her eye that Julie was a gorgeous honey blonde with a slim but shapely body. She took in the scene going on between Jenny and Kristin, and a wicked smile spread across her face. Jenny blushed; she felt dirty, ashamed, and more than a little turned on.
“That’ll be all,” said Kristin firmly. Normally she would have told Julie to get naked and join them; but she wasn’t obligated to share Jenny with anyone during this first week, and she didn’t want to. Plus she got a perverse kick out of the look of disappointment on Julie’s face as she turned to go. “Close the door behind you,” ordered Kristin, digging her heels into Jenny’s back.
They spent the rest of the morning and much of the afternoon alternately eating and making love. Kristin discovered to her surprise that Jenny didn’t even know what a 69 was; that situation was quickly and enjoyably remedied. Likewise, Jenny had never heard of doggy style, so Kristin put her on hands and knees and vigorously fucked her mouth and pussy with the strap-on.
In between bouts, they got to know each other better. Kristin found that when quiet Jenny opened up a little, she was smart and funny. Jenny, for her part, was in awe of the older girl’s confidence and intellect. Kristin was a pre-med student and near the top of her class. In fact, she could have graduated a year early, but she wasn’t going to miss her senior year at Bowmore for anything. Being an underclassman at ABD – groveling and licking and being used by anyone and everyone – had been exciting and educational, but being in charge was better. This sense of power was still new to her and she liked it. Inspired, she tied Jenny to the bed and spanked her just because she could. Then she put the dildo back on and fucked Jenny again, but this time long and slow and with real tenderness.
Afterward, she had Jenny get dressed and return the collar to its hook. “I’m going to take you down to the barracks now. I want you to sleep there tonight, because I have some reading to do and you’re just too much of a distraction. And I mean that in the best possible way.” She pulled Jenny to her and kissed her on the lips. “Bring your suitcase.”
The entire second floor of the building was occupied by the freshman barracks, which were one large room with a good-sized living area and five sets of bunk beds. Most of the other freshman girls were already there, including April, who greeted Jenny with bubbly enthusiasm. It didn’t escape April’s attention that Jenny not only looked radiantly happy, but also smelled distinctly of pussy. April had saved the bunk above her for her erstwhile roommate, and helped Jenny find a place for her clothes. Kristin, satisfied that Jenny was settled in, said goodbye and departed.
Jenny took a long, hot shower and then she and April went downstairs for dinner. They discovered that all the meals at ABD were prepared by the juniors and sophomores on a rotating basis, and freshmen were on cleanup duty. And so it was that Jenny and April were scrubbing pots and pans when Alexis White swept into the kitchen in gym clothes. “Hi girls,” she said, opening the refrigerator and gazing thoughtfully at its contents.
April, Jenny, and Angela, who was working with them, returned the greeting. Miss White grabbed a bottle of Gatorade from the fridge and took a banana from the basket on the counter. She was sweaty, with her hair tied back in a ponytail, and glowing with post-workout endorphins. “How do you like ABD so far?” she asked, peeling the top of the banana and taking a bite. Her tone was neutral; the question could have been interpreted to mean “How do you like the building?” or “How do you like submissive lesbian sex?”
“I love it!” piped up April.
“Incredible,” said Angela.
“Everything’s great,” volunteered Jenny.
“Good, good,” answered Miss White, nodding as she made short work of the rest of the banana. “I look forward to getting to know all of you better.” She favored the three girls with a slightly predatory smile and was gone.
By the time they finished the dishes and returned upstairs, Jenny was dead tired, worn out by the changes in her life and by the day’s sexual exploits. She brushed her teeth and crawled into bed, listening to the conversations of the other freshmen as they got to know each other. She wanted to participate but just didn’t have the energy, and before long she was fast asleep. But somewhere in the middle of the night she found herself awake again. Directly across from where she was sleeping was a huge, south-facing window; the full moon had appeared at its left side, bathing Jenny in substantial white light. Unable to fall back asleep, she let her mind wander and began to fantasize. She was in a store in a mall, chained naked on her back to a king-size bed. April and Emma came strolling by, and looking in the front window, they saw that Jenny was available. They came into the store and handed some money to Kristin, who was behind the cash register. This gave them the right to do anything they wanted to Jenny – go down on her, sit on her face, turn her over and spank her, or fuck her with any of the many dildos Kristin had available.
Jenny reached for her clit. For some reason the idea of being sold like this excited her tremendously. By the time the moon had crossed to the other side of the window and disappeared, Jenny had been taken advantage of by more than a dozen women – from April, Emma, Angela, and Miss White, to celebrities like Halle Berry and Jessica Alba, to her high school English teacher and her Japanese cousin Michiko – and had two massive, teeth-chattering orgasms. After that, she slept peacefully for the rest of the morning.