Standing back from the luggage carousel, Samantha yawned and cracked her neck. She’d spotted her purple rolling bag right away, and was just waiting for Jake and the students to find theirs among the cascade of identical black duffles. She rolled her shoulders, trying to work out the kinks from the cramped coach flight. Jake was not-so-subtly admiring the way her shirt pulled tighter across her chest when she arched her b...

“Roommate finally asleep. Come to the window and I’ll let you in.” Lucia bit her lip as she sent the text to Carlos. The rest of the robotics team would flip if they knew she was fooling around with the captain of a rival team. She’d be lying if she said that didn’t make it more fun. Sure, Carlos was an absolute snack, and she’d have been into him regardless… But only seeing each other at meets? Finding excuses to sneak a...

Kara stepped into the hall and shut the bedroom door behind her. For a moment, she paused, feeling giddy. Then she realized she was holding her shorts, not wearing them. She hustled to the bathroom before anyone came along and she had to answer awkward questions like, “Why are your underwear soaking wet,” or, “Is that cum on your face?” As the door swung shut behind her, she walked to the counter and tried to catch her br...

“Head to the bathroom on your side. Take off your clothes, blindfold yourself, and wait for me in the shower. I’ll be there soon. Be ready for me! 💋” Amy grinned as she texted Ian. He was cute enough, though a bit vanilla for her taste. She’d been teasing him all day and he was sure to jump at the chance to hook up with her. The coaches had said it was time for bed more than an hour ago, and old people went to sleep earl...

“Why are you sitting way over there?” Marcy grinned at the text. It was from her girlfriend, Bonnie, who was currently sitting across from her at the airport. They were waiting at the crowded departure gate with the rest of their team to board a plane to MIT for the robotics competition. “Sorry,” she texted back. “I got distracted because SOMEONE hasn’t stopped texting me since we got off the bus, and when I looked up, al...

Rylie sighed, and kicked her covers off again. It was impossible to sleep in this dorm room. Without her blackout curtains, it seemed intolerably bright. The temperature was somehow both too hot and too cold. She missed her weighted blanket. And with no white noise machine, all she could hear was the sound of the lesbians fucking in the next room. Marcy, her roommate, had slipped out almost an hour ago to meet her girlfri...