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Title: I'll Learn Better Someday (Chapter 2: I'll Teach You How
This Goes)
Author: Elise Olisbos
Keywords/Codes: Bi,F/F,F/D,non-con
Summary: Interactions between two room-mates.

**Jess**
I was painting my toe-nails when Lauren came into the small room
that served as our tiny TV room/living-room/dining-room; she
looked tired and a lot displeased, and she gave me a wry look
when I grinned at her.

"Hey!" I greeted her with great cheer and she shook her head,
tossing her hair over her shoulders. Lauren's hair was red... not
the orangey-type, but a deep rich earthy colour. I kept telling
her to put some highlights in, make it pop a little more, but she
always ignored me. I figured, like everyone else, she thought I
was some fashion-crazy bimbo and I was totally okay with that.
Why should I disabuse them of their snap judgements? Besides, I
like clothes and fashion. If that makes me a bimbo, then I'll
take it.

She slunk past me and went into her room; she was about three or
four inches taller than my own five-foot-three, but she always
managed to hunch herself over. She hid her hazel eyes by always
gazing down at her feet and wearing this really old baseball cap.
Lauren had some really serious image-issues, compounded by the
fact that there was a whole lot more to her than meets the eye.

Oh man, I used the word 'compounded' in a sentence! My Lit
teacher is gonna be super proud, honest to goodness.

"Where's your Calculus book?" she yelled at me, sounding really
pissed off now and I snickered as I blew on my nails. I liked
this purple shade, and it was quick-drying too.

"On my bed!" I sang out in reply.

She stomped out of her room, stared at me grumpily and pushed
open my door to retrieve my notes and the sheet of paper with
calculations to be solved. Lauren was super-smart; she was
majoring in Chemical Engineering or some shit like that, so my
Calculus was probably easy-peasy for her. Since she'd been doing
my assignments, I've gotten no less than an 80%.

I wriggled down into the bean-bag chair and smiled serenely as
she came back out of my room and went into hers. I tilted my head
back and gazed up at the ceiling, ignoring the cartoons on the TV
for a moment as I thought back to the night about two weeks ago,
when I found out her secret.

I had been so fucking out of it. I'd had a lot to drink at this
frat-party; a girl named Clover gave me a joint, and by the time
Kevin got me back to my dorm-room, my head was floating miles
away over my head. My dad's a pastor, one of those holy-rolling
types; I've been rebelling this way since I was thirteen. I don't
really have any other excuses than that, really.

I remembered going down on Kevin, and then he was fucking me. I
made him use a condom, too. I'm not too book-smart, but I'm not
stupid either. He left right after, he's kind of a dick, and then
it was like I sank down into a dream.

I had opened my eyes to see Lauren standing over me. I think I
said something to her and she had her hand down her shorts for
some reason. I thought that was kind of funny, kind of cute, but
I didn't laugh at all. Then, I felt someone sucking on one of my
nipples and that's something I really really love.

My eyes had been half-opened and I saw Lauren's messy red hair at
the edges of my vision, her lips and tongue working over my
breast; even though Kevin and I had just fucked like five minutes
before, I was still kind of horny; weed does that to me. I hadn't
even come with Kevin, anyway. I grabbed onto some of her hair and
pulled her head over to my other breast, moaning when she latched
onto that one as well.

When she had stroked at my clit, I wanted her to stop because it
felt a little sore; Kevin had been rubbing at it earlier, but his
fingers had been too dry, his touch too rough. When she stopped
doing all that and ended up all naked between my legs, I looked
down... I thought she had a strap-on, but I couldn't see the
straps. But it felt so thick and warm when she pushed it in, and
my whole body went boneless and weak as she fucked me. It was so
good; I mean, it was mostly hazy, but so fucking good. I wished
we could have fucked all night, had some breakfast and gone at it
again.

When I came awake a little later, I was still sprawled in my bed
with my clothes pulled up, the bedroom light bright over my bed;
traces of jizz were white-dry on my belly and tits, and my
nipples felt deliciously tingly. Kevin never came on me and he
never paid much attention to my breasts, that was for sure. I had
gotten up, my head still all woozy and blinked at my bedroom
wall, wondering about my dream.

After I'd cleaned up and put on my pyjamas, I decided to creep
into Lauren's room, just to have a look. Lauren was a heavy
sleeper; she didn't even move when I pushed open the door and
walked over to her bed. She was sleeping on her back, which was
absolutely perfect because I all I had to do was pull down her
sheets, and slide my finger underneath the waistband of her
shorts. She stirred a bit when I touched her sleep-warm skin, but
she didn't wake up as I lifted the top of the clothing and peered
in.

I was so astounded at what I saw. Lying limp between her legs was
a fucking penis. I must have made some sound of surprise, because
she shifted around and mumbled, and I was out of there so fast.

Lauren had a dick. She had tits too, I was pretty sure of that,
they had been rubbing against mine when she was inside me, but a
dick. How in the world did that happen? After I got over my shock
a little, I became angry; she'd fucked me when I was out if it,
she fucked me without a condom. In my book, that was sexual
assault. Rape, even. As awesome as it had been, she and I weren't
an item. I might be a rebel against my dad, but I actually have
some standards and morals, or whatever.

That's how I caught her to do my assignments. And she said she
had been clean, but I still went and got myself tested. And I got
a dose of the morning-after pill too, which was kind of a pain,
but necessary. She'd pulled out, but my mother and older sisters
had preached that pre-come could have sperm in it to get a girl
pregnant. Like I said, I'm not book-smart... but I'm careful. The
weed, the drinking? Sure, that's not responsible behaviour, I
guess you'd say. At least I never drove when under the influence,
right?

I bit my lip now, and turned off the television, struggling out
of the bean-bag and getting to my feet. I padded over to her room
and pushed at her half-open door.

She was sitting in her bed instead of at her desk, which was
packed with books. She glanced up at me and frowned.

"What?"

"Nothing." I sauntered in, opening a few of her books and and
peering at the words and numbers. I could feel her suspicious
glare, but I took up one of her pens and wrote my name in the
corner of one page, Jessica Roxanne Sullivan and putting a heart
over each 'i' in my name. Cute.

"Don't fucking write in my book, Jess," she snapped. "Look, could
you leave me alone, I have your work to do--"

"How did you get it?" I turned on my heel and smiled at her. My
mother always said a smile is a better weapon than a scowl, and I
use my smile to bludgeon people over the head... a lot.

Lauren's eyebrows wrinkled together. "What?"

"The... penis."

Her expression instantly shuttered and she bent back to my
assignment. "Born that way," she answered after a long moment,
when she realized that I wasn't going away. "The doctors knew I
was genetically weird or whatever, but my mom tried to raise me
as a boy. I got breasts when I was twelve, and hair on my balls
at the same time." She glanced up at me and bit her lip. "Jess.
About that other night... I really didn't mean to--"

"But you did," I said with a grin, but I felt a deep sense of
triumph at how she flushed.

"You were totally wasted," she muttered, scribbling something
down.

"And that made it okay." I sat on her bed and just kept smiling.
"Right?"

"I'm sorry," she whispered.

I hadn't been ready to forgive her at all, but I saw the way her
face was long with sorrow. I reached out, taking the books and
papers out of her hands.

"Jess, I got to finish this--"

I didn't say anything to her. I just tossed them onto the floor,
she'd sort them out later anyway, and got up on the bed. She was
looking at me with a wary expression, which melted into shock
when I began to untie the string of the grey sweatpants she was
wearing.

"What are you doing?"

"Shut the fuck up," I told her, not too unkindly. "You owe me
this."

"I don't owe you shit, I've been doing all your homework anyway,"
she said in a sulky tone, but she still raised her hips a little
so I could slide off the clothing, dragging down the boxer-briefs
she had on as well. I felt a little sorry for her for a moment;
she probably never had a chance to wear lacy, frilly panties. I
love those kinds of panties... even though I wasn't wearing any
right now.

When I balled up the clothing, hurled them away and looked at
her, she was leaning back on her elbows, her nipples peaking up
through the thin cotton of her old shirt. I smirked at her and
she licked her lips, dropping her gaze; her cheeks were still
flaming. I let mine fall as well, noting where the hem of the
shirt rucked up and revealed the slight swell of her stomach, the
dark-red hair at her crotch, and that incredible cock lying
quiescent against the creamy flesh of her thigh.

"Oh, wow." I reached out and ran my index finger down the silky
length of it. She made a funny sound, wriggled a little; her cock
twitched. The last time I saw it, everything had been washed in a
fog, but now I watched with something like greed as it began to
plump up. I wrapped my fingers around it and gave an experimental
pump.

Lauren groaned and shifted. I swallowed hard and leaned down,
inhaling the musky scent of her arousal. She actually squeaked
when I licked around the ridge of the bulbous head.

"Jess," she murmured and arched up when I slipped my lips right
over it.

Her cock was a little thinner than Kevin's, but longer. I didn't
feel too guilty that I was sucking off someone else, I was pretty
sure that Kevin was boning a random chick somewhere. I didn't
have any reason to break up with him right now, though. This was
just... an experiment. A side-thing.

Although it would drive my dad insane if he knew I was sleeping
with another woman. He'd probably cry, and then preach about how
it was an abomination. He'd go into a fit if he found out Lauren
had this dick... this dick sliding warmly between my lips, the
head of it hitting the back of my throat now and again. I had to
grab hold of the base of it so that she wouldn't choke me.

I had on a long, loose skirt, so I reached down and dragged it up
until it was gathered around my waist, sliding two fingers
against myself; I was getting so wet with her dick in my mouth. I
felt her fingers touch the side of my face, and it was then I
realized I had my eyes closed, as if I was enjoying an ice-cream
cone or something. She was looking at me with wide eyes; hadn't
anybody ever sucked her off before?

I stared back at her. I wanted to fuck her. I wanted to go for a
condom, but at the same time I wanted to feel her inside me,
thick and hot. I hadn't fucked Kevin or anyone since her... and I
knew that Lauren she hadn't either.

I sat back on my heels, pulling off my shirt. She reached around
me and undid my bra, sliding the straps off my shoulders before
cupping one of my breasts and leaning down to suck at the nipple.
I arched my back to get into her mouth some more, and she
switched over to the other one, her thumb still rubbing over the
spit she left on the first.

"Yeah," I encouraged, putting my hand on top of her head, running
my fingers through her wavy red hair. We both had almost the same
texture of hair, except mine was brown. While I was pondering
that, Lauren kissed her way up to my collarbone, licked my neck
and then pressed our lips together.

I flailed a little... which was weird. I mean, I'd had her dick
all up inside me, but kissing... kissing was more intimate. She
followed me down, licking her way into my mouth, and I started to
kiss her back as she settled between my legs. I still had my
skirt on and she her shirt, so we had layers of cloth between us,
but I could feel the rigid rod of her dick sliding against my
mound.

"I want to fuck your ass so bad," Lauren murmured against my
mouth and I shivered. I've never had anal before, but for some
reason, I think I'd let her do that.

Not today, though. I put my hands on her shoulders and pushed her
back a little. "Not today," I said out loud when our lips parted.
"Some other time."

She looked really disappointed and pleased at the same moment,
but she just nodded. I figured I could give her something close,
though, so I pushed her away even more and turned over to get on
my hands and knees, actually sinking down to my elbows so my ass
was in the air. She murmured something, and I felt the bed shift
as she knelt up behind me.

"Oh, oh fuck," I heard myself moan as I felt the head of Lauren's
cock slide into me. It was so fucking good, so long and thick and
warm that I had to cover my mouth with one hand. I was groaning
out loud with each of her thrusts, almost squealing when she
pressed in a particularly sharp manner. Her hands were all over
me, working the dripping lips of my cunt this moment, fondling
where her cock sank into me; pulling apart my ass-cheeks so that
she could presumably stare at the winking promise of my hole; and
then sliding flat against my belly and up to pinch my nipples.
She pinched them really viciously too, and I reached back and
clawed the side of her thigh in retaliation. She hissed and
fucked into me harder.

I had gripped fistfuls of her sheet by now, stuffing it against
my mouth to stifle my cries. Lauren was quiet, though, except for
her heavy breathing, which increased as her cock burrowed in and
out, slick and fast. It even slipped out once and I wriggled in
need for her to stick it back in me.

I was choking on the force of my orgasm by the time it rolled
over me, shaking underneath Lauren like a leaf in a strong wind.
I'd never come with Kevin before... it was just one of those
things. My whole body locked up and I was hollering into the
mattress while she was completely still behind me. When I rolled
my head a little bit to the side, strands of my hair sticking to
my sweaty cheek, she gritted out, "You done?"

"Wait," I said breathlessly. Wincing a little, I slumped down and
twisted around onto my back, eyeing the rigid, slick column of
her dick, before grinning up at her. "The fuck are you waiting
for?"

She glared half-heartedly, but grabbed onto her cock and started
tugging on it. The weeping slit peeked and disappeared
rhythmically in her clenched fist, and I urged her along by
fondling the balls underneath. Wow, balls, what the fuck.

"Come on," I said, using my free hand to flick at one of my own
nipples, looking up at her. Her whole body stuttered and then she
came on my stomach, just like the last time, splattering hot and
sticky.

She collapsed on top of me, her mouth ravaging mine and I let her
do that for a few seconds before I pushed her off. Using her
sheet to wipe my skin, I found my shirt and pulled it on, tossing
my hair over my shoulder.

"I need my assignment tomorrow," I said sweetly. "Thanks,
Lauren!"

Her cursing followed me out.

fin

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