My bi freshman roommate - Sex Stories

My bi freshman roommate

It had been five days since that strange experience with Monica. We still had hardly spoken to each other really. It was Sunday night. It was just after 11 pm. We both were in the room, one light was still on and we were getting in our beds. Monica began to talk. She told me that I had not done enough to “make up” for what I had done. What was she talking about? I had let her see me naked and watch me use a vibrator. I had never done anything like that before with a boy or a girl. I had never even imagined doing it. What did she want now? She told me a story about a girl she heard about from last year. The girl went to a party, got tipsy and went home with two guys. She ended up having some sort of sex with both of them. Within two days of the event, her story was all around the college. Students were calling her “Deuce.” She tried to ignore them, but it got to be too much for her. She made it through the rest of the spring semester and then transferred. Monica warned me that I didn’t want to go through that sort of humiliation. I would have to do one more thing for her. After that, she promised not to hold it over me. She swore that she would never tell anyone about what I had done with her sex toys. I reluctantly agreed to her offer. What did she want now? She told me that it would be easy. It would basically be the same thing that I did for her last week. “Piece of cake.” I sat down on my bed. Monica sat next to me. She handed me the little vibrator again. I stood up to ...

... removed my pajamas and panties again. I faced away from her as I disrobed. At that point I was torn. I didn’t like being blackmailed or told what to do. I was angry. I also was becoming more comfortable stripping in front of my roommate. I don’t know if I could have admitted it at the time, but I was also excited to be play with myself in front of Monica again. A girl. A girl who I disliked and didn’t understand but also was attracted to. I was so confused. I turned around. I was naked. Monica was staring at me. This time she wanted to sit on the bed next to me. I sat next to her. I don’t know what came over me. I didn’t mean to say it. As soon as I did, I wished that I could have taken it back. I asked her, “Do you think that I am pretty)” She responded, “Sort of,” and scowled. I was convinced that Monica just wanted to belittle me or prove that she was dominant. Much more worldly than I would ever be. I was not feeling great. I turned on the vibrator and started to massage myself. I wanted this to go quickly. I closed my eyes. A few minutes later I felt the bed move. Monica was either getting up or shifting around. I kept my eyes closed. At some point I became concerned about what she was doing. My imagination raced. Was she letting someone else in the room? What I going to be a show for her boyfriend? Did she get a camera or her phone and was going to photograph me for future blackmail? I opened my eyes and was in complete shock. Monica was sitting on my bed with me again, ...