ProfNigma Stories #9: Learning Curves #3 - Sex Stories

ProfNigma Stories #9: Learning Curves #3

... Sam was out the door, Cat said, "I like Sam and all but she's so grumpy. I wish I roomed with someone happy." "I'm happy," Noelle said, her voice jumping an octave. "Hahaha… yeah, you are," the redhead said, giggling. "One time, my br*ther had to take pills that made him really happy all the time. But then he got too happy… and that's why we can't go to Arizona." Noelle desperately tried to keep a straight face as Cat regaled her story, but really had no response to it. "I have to go study with some people from my Chemistry class, but you can hang out here if you want," Cat said, looking around for her book. "Can I come with? Kinda bored and I'm pretty sure your friend Jade and her boyfriend are having sex all over the place before he has to leave and Tori shows up." "Yeah," Cat laughed, "They do that. But why is Tori staying with you?" "I figured they had told you… Please forget I said anything." Cat became very serious and looked the dark haired girl in the eyes. "You have to tell me, Noelle. I can't stand not knowing things." "Fine," Noelle said, hoping this would get her in trouble. "Tori went to a frat party and something happened there and with her roommate- the really nasty blonde girl- so now Tori is just sl*eping with Jade. I mean, not like-" Cat gave her a smirking glance, signalling that she knew something Noelle didn't. "KK," she said, opening her door. "Let's go study," she said, in her breathy high pitched way that made Noelle's stomach twist with desire. The ...

... two girls headed out and walked happily together until they reached the library, and Noelle suddenly realized she had left something up in her room, leaving Cat standing outside the library, and she wrinkled her nose as she watched her new friend race off in a very odd direction for going back to the dorm. * * *August 22 10:05pm UCLA- Scott Hall Room 113 "Did you fuck her?" "What?!" Beck asked, completely flummoxed at Kelly's question. "It's a yes or no, dick bag. Did. You. FUCK! That. Skinny. Bitch?" "No!" he screamed back, "I just walked her to her dorm after our class. That's it." "You tell her about what we did in her bed? About how I made you jizz all over her pillow so she would know what a whore bitch she is? You tell her about all my pussy sweat that's in her sheets?" "No… and I'm not going to, Kelly, you know that." "Damn right… Doing that would mean you have balls, and god knows you don't have those since you're so much of a little bitch all the time." "You getting to a point, Kelly or are you just going off to hear yourself be a gank?" Beck's cheek burned with her slap as her hand moved like lightning against his flesh, searing it with fury. "Don't you dare ever talk to me like that!" she screamed, as she lowered her hand and grabbed his crotch through his pants. "You're nothing but a dick with feelings, and if you disrespect me like that again, I will rip your shit off. Just try me." "You seriously need to relax, Kelly. I'm sorry if I was being a jerk, but there's ...