Mandy’s closed eyelids fluttered as she blew a stray strand of blond hair from her face, her muscles contracting as she neared her climax. She had been fantasizing about Brian and his dreamy, large hands all over her naked body as her fingers circled her clit. She was a freshman, and he was a senior, and she was pretty sure he had a girlfriend, so Brian’s hands faded as her imagination flickered to a scene of her new roommate and sister pledge, Moriko.

For their sorority hazing, they were required to submit photos of themselves completing different activities. Moriko and Mandy both scored points by staging pictures with their faces between the others’ thighs. They had nervously giggled as they posed for their naughty pictures, a harmless and titillating task. Except now, Mandy couldn’t suppress the image of Moriko’s alluring face over her dampened panties, or her sweet musky scent and the feeling of her breath on her…

Her breath caught in her throat as intense pleasure blossomed between her quivering, chunky thighs. Despite suppressing the high-pitched guttural moans that accompanied such experiences, she did not hear the key turning in the lock, nor did she see her Japanese roommate entering the room.

With her orgasm subsiding, she opened her eyes, her breath coming in ragged gasps. Moriko was in the doorway, a hand over her mouth and a blush of embarrassment on her cheeks. Mandy’s eyes widened as she realized what was happening, and hissed, “Shut the door,” as she attempted to cover her swollen pussy, glistening in the afternoon sun streaming through the window.

Moriko snapped out of her trance and stepped inside, shutting the door with a slam, causing both girls to jump. “Mandy, I’m so sorry! If I had known...” Moriko gushed out, shifting her laptop bag on her shoulder. The slender Japanese woman brushed her bobbed black hair from her face, tucking it behind her ear.

“I didn’t think you’d be back yet, so I...” She laughed at that, realizing it was obvious what she was doing.

“I hope I didn’t spoil it.”

“You didn’t; your timing was perfect.” Mandy laughed nervously. “You caught me right at the end.”

“Of the first one?”

“The only one.”

Moriko smiled and winked. “So far.”

Mandy was intrigued by Moriko’s nonchalant manner. She remembered how she had suggested they take those photos for the sorority acceptance, and how naturally she had guided her through the process, making it playful and relaxed. The image of her dark bush, visible within her sheer panties and mere inches from her own face, popped into her head again, and she blushed.

Moriko was pointing at her left breast and then pointing at Mandy. She looked down to see her breast exposed as her oversized shirt had been pulled back in the confusion. She quickly tugged it over the pale, round globe.

“You don’t have to hide it on my account; I just wanted you to be aware.” Moriko set down her bag and pulled her hoodie up and over her head, exposing her smooth belly up to her flat chest before she tugged on the sleeveless shirt to bring it down again.

Mandy felt a tingling at this and shifted as Moriko dropped the hoodie and came to sit on the side of the bed. She had seen her in various stages of undress before, and had gotten up close to her snatch, but given the circumstances, she became aroused again by the situation.

“You have a lovely body,” she blurted out, uncertain where the words came from. Blushing, she added, “I’m sorry, I don’t know where...”

Moriko interrupted her, “It’s OK. I like your body too.”

“You, you do?” Mandy was dumbstruck for a moment. “But you’re so tall and beautiful.” She averted her eyes. “I’m just plain and dumpy.”

“You’re delicious.” She reached her hand out, touching Mandy on the arm. “You don’t know how much I wanted to taste you the other night.” Mandy blushed and looked back at her. “You smell so good right now.”

Mandy smiled shyly, thinking she must be dreaming. “I thought you smelled nice, too. I can’t stop thinking about...,” she trailed off, uncertain how much she should admit.

“About my pussy?”

“Yeah.”

“Do you want to continue?”

“What? Continue...?” Mandy’s eyes snapped to Moriko’s, unsure if she was hearing correctly. She could feel her face flush again, and her stomach did a somersault. “I was done.”

“Well, I interrupted you,” she said lightly, as if stating the obvious. “You had one, do you want to go for another?” She pulled the blanket aside, exposing Mandy’s pearly white thighs. “I’m happy to help if you want it.”

“I… I’ve never, um,” Mandy stammered, “except for this one time, but she was, um…” Mandy looked into Moriko’s mischievous eyes. “I’m not a lesbian.”

“Neither am I.” She leaned closer, smiling. “We’re just two sisters enjoying each other.”

Mandy flooded with heat as she and her Asian roommate looked at each other, eyes locked. As if in a trance, she reached her hand out to touch the small lump swelling beneath Moriko’s thin shirt, feeling the engorged nipple harden under her fingers. Moriko sighed, pulling her shirt over her head, exposing her small, almost flat breasts with their dark areola’s and hardening nipples.

She shivered as she reached out to pull Mandy’s flannel away from her spherical, white breast, pink nipple pointing skyward. Mandy was sensitive about the small, pink areola’s and rounded nipples, but it took barely a touch before she, and her small nipple, stiffened. It disappeared within Moriko’s slim hand, as she teased it and rolled it between her thumb and fingers.

Mandy’s hand glided up Moriko’s body to her shoulder. She pulled on it and shifted her ass to bring them closer together. “Can I kiss you?” she asked, trying to catch her breath as she moved closer.

“You can do more than that, sister,” came the reply, as her tongue flicked out to greet Mandy’s lips. It was soft and long, and eagerly entered Mandy’s opening mouth, finding a worthy adversary as they sparred and advanced and retreated. Moriko sucked Mandy’s thicker tongue into her own mouth, her fingers still playing with her engorged nipple as Mandy pulled her even closer. Their mouths closed over each other as they pressed their lips together, absorbed in the warm softness of their kiss.

Mandy was the first to break, as she trailed her lips over her cheek and down below her ear, sucking and licking the Asian girl’s neck. In response, she felt fingers gently gliding down her belly and past her waist, coming to rest cupped on her mound. She moved her knee outward, parting her thighs, and felt the fingers continuing, finding her freshly re-moistened snatch.

Mandy gasped at that, as she felt two fingers penetrating her easily. She slid her hand behind Moriko’s neck and pulled her in for a tight embrace, feeling the heat of her chest where their skin came together and nibbling and kissing the back of her neck.

Moriko expertly played her clit, finding it already aroused and fully exposed, and Mandy soon found her eyelids fluttering a second time as she gripped her pledge-sister tightly and moaned in short, quick gasps against her neck, shuddering to a second orgasm.

Her clit was still being played, and she wanted to allow a third to wash over her, but with a sudden burst of energy, she hefted her weight and twisting, drove Moriko to the bed, coming to rest on top of her.

“Well, hello,” Moriko said, as Mandy lifted herself and then tried covering her breast with her mouth. The Asian woman had little to cover, so Mandy’s pale pink tongue flicked out at her dark, thick nipples. Moriko murmured her approval as her nipples were sucked, licked, and even bitten, and she stroked the long blond hair of her sexy roommate.

Soon, Mandy stopped and rested her chin on Moriko’s chest. “Hello back.” The two girls smiled at each other, Moriko still playing with Mandy’s hair.

“Ready for another?”

“The next one is yours,” Mandy replied, lifting herself up and pushing Moriko further along the bed. She tugged on her sweatpants and pulled them down, along with her panties, having only enough patience to get them off of one leg. She quickly pushed her legs apart, giving her room to get between the long, slim thighs and up close to the neatly trimmed black bush.

“Oh!” Moriko exclaimed. “Have you ever...?”

“No,” came the short reply. “But I want to.”

“Mmm, that makes two of us.” Moriko scooted herself to be more comfortable and further stretched her legs out to the side as Mandy settled in, her fingers exploring the hidden folds. “I dreamed of this, you know, your face down there. I was so wet when we took those pictures.”

“I’ve thought about it too.” Mandy wasn’t sure she should continue. “I imagined this earlier, right before you came in.” It seemed like a harmless admission, considering the present circumstances.

Moriko’s slender fingers found themselves entwined in the blonde’s voluminous tresses, and she sighed as she pulled her face closer to her waiting pussy. Mandy could feel the heat emanating from it, overcome by the scent of sweet musk, and she tentatively extended her tongue, probing for the hooded bud she wanted to taste. She felt it immediately, swelling to greet her, as its owner jumped and gasped in response. “Mmm, you taste good.”

“Oh my god, it’s been so long,” she whispered, tightening her grasp on Mandy’s hair, “Suck it, take it in your mouth.” She felt her clit being covered by her lips, and then the warm, thick tongue pressing against it, battering it around roughly. “Gently,” she whispered, loosening her hold on her hair. The pressure eased, and she could feel her tongue licking it quickly and flicking it lightly as she sucked on it.

“Ike iss?” Mandy looked up at Moriko’s face, the words muffled through lips full of her roommate.

“Perfect.” Moriko started to moan, her hips trying to move, but Mandy was gripping them tightly, not allowing her the freedom. The tension grew. “Oh my God, Mandy, keep doing that.” She squeezed her hair tightly and started wailing in a high-pitched voice. Suddenly cognizant that she was being too loud, she grabbed around for a pillow and, finding one, pressed it against her face.

Mandy could hear her wailing into the pillow, and encouraged, began flicking her tongue faster and more lightly. Moriko started thrashing now, and it was all she could do to keep her from bucking her off. She persisted, rewarded by her new sister tightly gripping her hair with one hand as her body went taut and she screamed loudly, the pillow masking little of the sound. Quickly it was over, the pillow removed to the sound of ragged breathing, as Moriko began to relax and started laughing.

Her laughter was short-lived, however, as the dance on her clit continued. “Mandy, you can stop now, I’m done,” she said breathlessly, stroking her hair. “That was incredible.” She looked down as the blonde looked up at her, tongue still working on her clit, brow furrowed in concentration.

“No, I an,” she failed to enunciate, “Ooh eh or.” Moriko had no idea what she was trying to articulate, but Mandy appeared to have hit her stride, and with just the right amount of pressure the rapidly flicking tongue and sucking caused Moriko’s resolve to wither as she lay back, feeling her moans rising up from her belly again.

She grabbed the pillow and tried to restrain herself, but wasn’t accustomed to that, and soon her short, staccato cries were filling the pillow as her fingers clutched it, white-knuckled, and she shuddered to another screaming orgasm.

The pillow was again discarded, and she gently pushed Mandy’s head back. “No, stop, please. It’s too much.” The ceaseless mouth relented and released her, and Moriko breathed a ragged sigh of relief. “Are you sure you’ve never done that before?”

“Positive,” Mandy replied, concentrating on a hair stuck in her teeth. “I just did what you told me to.”

“I certainly didn’t tell you to do it again!”

“Yeah, that was my bad,” Mandy giggled, falling upon her with a passionate kiss.

“Mmm, I do taste good,” Moriko whispered, licking her lips after they came up for air.

“Even better than you smell.” Both girls erupted in laughter.

“What were you trying to tell me earlier, when you had my pussy in your mouth?”

Mandy thought for a moment. “Oh, you told me to stop, and I was trying to say no, I can’t, and you get four.” A confused look caused her to add, “I got one and two, and you got three and four.”

Moriko punched her lightly on the arm. “I didn’t realize you were keeping track.” She cupped her face, rubbing her cheek with her thumb. “Technically, you had one by yourself, so by my calculations you need another one.” She tried to get up, but Mandy kept her pinned down.

“Your calculations?”

“I’m Asian; we’re very good at math.” She said with a wink and tried to get up again. This time Mandy let her. “Don’t argue.”

Mandy threw her hands up. “I’d be a fool to argue with my sexy roommate who wants to... do something to me.” She lay on her back, looking up at her. “I’m glad you’re my roommate. And my sister. I think it’s going to be a great year.”

“It already is,” Moriko whispered, kneeling between Mandy’s knees and pushing them apart.