Chapter 1: Alice Needs to Unwind
Threesome, 2 tops + 1 bottom, gentle restraint, praise, nipple stimulation, teasing
Alice sat at her desk surrounded by her textbooks and barely legible annotations. The neat and prim girl usually had her notes carefully written in small, clear letters and perfectly color-coded little blocks, but it was 1:30 am, and she had her history final tomorrow. Violet and Dakota sat together on Violet’s bed. Dakota painted her nails absentmindedly while Violet sprawled herself out across the mattress, online shopping for spring break outfits.
“What do you think of this?” Violet spun her screen around to face Dakota. Her freckled nose scrunched up as she waved her freshly painted hands at the screen.
“That’s ugly, and you know it,” Dakota quipped, blowing on her nails.
“Whatever, it’s not like you know very much about what’s in anyways,” Violet responded, flicking her eyes pointedly to Dakota’s nails.
“French tips are not dated; they’re classy, at least classier than that hideous rag you just sent my way,” said Dakota with a sweep of her hands, scooping the nail kit back into its box.
“Can you both shut up so I can focus on studying? I need to do well to keep my GPA,” Alice almost begged, gathering her small pale hands at her temples with a shaky sigh.
“Jeez, you need to relax. None of this is even going to help you more than just calling it a night,” Dakota commented, looking over Alice’s shoulder. “You won’t be able to read that cheat sheet anyways with that penmanship.” Alice spun her chair around to face the other girls. Dark circles gathered under the dusky green eyes that Violet couldn’t look away from. Violet rose to her feet and walked up to Alice.
“Let us help you relax, just for a second,” she purred as her hands snaked up Alice’s smooth creamy legs, under her shorts, and onto her pale thigh. The color partially returned to Alice’s face as she squirmed in her chair, hyper aware of Violet’s hand inching towards her panties.
“You always score higher when you do this,” Dakota whispered, running her fingers through Alice’s soft, fine hair.
The appeal to her performance and the fact that she would not be able to muster the willpower to resist her roommate’s advances drew Alice away from the desk and onto her bed, where the other girls climbed in after her.
Violet placed herself between Alice’s legs and slowly slid her hands up her silky porcelain skin. Alice whimpered and shuttered slightly, already feeling herself moisten at the sensation. Dakota pulled Alice’s back against her chest, her dark eyes looking back down at Alice’s increasingly wide ones. Soon Alice’s little blue silk shorts were being dragged off her body, her white cotton panties soon following. Alice moaned as the air hit her sex. Dakota slid a hand down Alice’s silk cami, scooping a firm breast into her hand and rolling her rosy nipple under her fingers. Alice flexed against Dakota’s back, looking up at her briefly before a deep moan overtook her.
Violet’s mouth began working over her sensitive folds, tracing around her entrance, dancing lightly on each lip, but not yet grazing the aching bud that would lead to her release. Alice struggled to contain the little pleading noises she made while spreading her legs wider and pushing upwards in vain. Violet never gave her what she wanted until she really begged for it, and even then, any attempts she found too precocious were punished with even more waiting. Alice was acutely aware of this, but Dakota was pulling her cami off completely, and being fully exposed always made her ache more. The fact that both of her roommates were here to witness the soaked, needy state she was rapidly descending into made it all the more arousing. Alice flexed more into Violet’s mouth, shifting her hips in an attempt to bring her tongue closer to her bud. Violet squeezed her thigh, a small warning, and Alice steadied her hips, shaking from the willpower of it. Dakota had one hand cupped around Alice’s breast, and the other drawing smooth light lines across her flesh. Goosebumps followed her fingers; Alice moaned and dug her face into the crook of Dakota’s neck. Her nipples stiffened, matching her firm, swollen clit. Dakota tipped Alice’s face up, meeting her lips with hers. Their tongues interlocked, Dakota’s dominating the exchange. Alice moaned into her as Dakota explored every inch of her mouth, the soft warmth of it mirroring the teasing happening at her loins. Her legs spread instinctively as their mouths moved faster, both Alice’s and Dakota’s moans growing louder with each passing second. Dakota pulled away, and Alice’s head slumped down, her slender chest heaving with exertion and arousal. She looked down at Violet, her voice dripping with need.
“Please, please, I can’t take this anymore.” Her legs spread outward and her hips pushed upward with small, rapid thrusts.
“She has a final tomorrow; you should let her,” Dakota mused, tracing Alice’s slender neck. Violet nodded wordlessly and returned her face to between Alice’s thighs. She finally brushed over her swollen clit with a slow, deliberate lick. Alice cried out, a small spasm running through her body as Violet continued to deliver slow strokes to her pearl. Dakota cupped both breasts into her hands and nibbled Alice’s ears, earning small noises of pleasure out of her. Alice throbbed beneath Violet’s tongue, her breath almost settling into a steady rhythm. The methodical licks only drove her to crave her release more, but she knew better than to beg again too soon. She closed her eyes and searched for satisfaction in the steady strokes, but all she found was a deep thirst for more. Outside of the control of their mistress, Alice’s hips pushed desperately into Violet’s mouth. Two strong tan hands wrangled her hips down, pushing them still and flat against the mattress. The message was clear; she would have to sit with this ache until Violet decided she was allowed to resolve it. A soft whine escaped Alice’s lips as she looked up at Dakota, twitching slightly in anticipation.
“I’m not going to save you; you’re just going to have to be patient,” Dakota cooed sympathetically, running her fingers through her hair and kissing her softly on the lips. Alice exhaled in frustration. Dakota traced her lips with one finger, the other rolling her nipple firmly between her fingers. Her ache intensified. Alice felt herself get even wetter. Her nipples were erect and stiff, her clit throbbed, her face flushed, and her entrance pulsed with the need to be pushed past. Every inch of her yearned for a release she was unbearably being denied.
Violet stopped momentarily, gripped Alice’s inner thighs, and spread them farther before planting a kiss on her sex. Alice gasped, and she felt her insides twitch. Soon Violet was back between her legs; her gentle lapping slowly transitioned into faster, tight circles around her bud. Alice shuddered and threw her head back. With newfound access to her neck, Dakota planted soft kisses on Alice’s neck, leaving soft wet spots up and down her delicate throat. She curled her hands tighter around her breasts, drawing her nails lightly up her chest and down her slender arms, wrapping her hands over her small wrists and pulling them towards her head. Alice’s moans grew louder and needier, her legs straightening out on either side of Violet’s body. Dakota slid Alice down off of her chest and onto her lap. Alice looked up at her, then down at Violet, and let out short, breathy moans. Dakota held her wrists tighter as she pushed up against her in a fit of pleasure, her hands grasping for anything to ground her. She brought Alice’s hand up to her lips and kissed it gently.
“Shhhh, you’re doing so good for us,” she said softly to the writhing girl beneath her. The feeling of Alice’s lithe wrists in her hand and the sight of her pale, supple body gasping and squirming under Violet’s tongue made her core tighten. She wanted to put Alice’s soft pink lips to work on her body, but now it was her time to unwind. She would have to enjoy her delicate fingers and mouth another time.
Alice’s legs jerked and she let out a needy moan as Violet pressed a finger at her entrance. Just the suggestion of her expert fingers exploring her tight cavity was enough to start to get Alice over the edge, at least if she was given the proper foreplay. Violet knew that Alice needed to be compelled into delayed gratification; the otherwise patient, deliberate girl lost all discipline the second she got turned on, and Violet ensured she provided it for her. Violet felt her arousal begin to increase as Alice got closer to climax. The prospect of the willowy girl’s high, melodic moans fracturing as she squirmed and climaxed over her tongue set off her own aching. She seized Alice’s milky thigh, feeling the soft flesh yield under her rough hands. Alice squealed under Violet’s stern grip, her opening throbbing unbearably as her squirming provided gentle friction along her entrance. Violet pressed firmly against her entrance. Alice’s breasts heaved as she inhaled and exhaled deeply, her thin hands twisting to clutch her sheets from between Dakota’s hands. With another tight circle around her clit and the slightest tip of Violet’s finger in her slick tunnel, orgasm took over Alice’s body.
For a moment she was quiet and still, then strong pulses greedily sucked at Violet’s fingertip, desperately trying to pull her in deeper. Violet stoically kept her finger in place as she delivered more tight circles around Alice’s firm clit, the girl writhing in ecstasy as her moans came out in jagged sobs between her breathy gasps. Her anticipation for this event had Violet soaked through her panties, craving her own release as she pushed her throbbing clit lightly against the mattress. Dakota loosened her grip on the climaxing girl’s wrists, letting her twist and shudder; her small, firm breasts bounced gently as she did so. Dakota felt a pang of heat between her thighs. She would be using the memory of this lewd sight alone later. Electricity crawled up from Alice’s core and down her limbs, settling in her brain in a soft, low hum. Alice slowly came to a still, her chest rising and falling with exertion and her thighs quivering slightly. The last few clenches of her snug opening completed themselves, and Violet carefully withdrew herself from Alice’s sex. As Alice’s breath slowed and she drifted off into sleep, the other two girls locked eyes with each other.
“I have a physics final on Thursday,” Dakota softly murmured, her vulva tingling at the prospect.
“I’ll help you relax,” Violet stated plainly, flicking the lights off and climbing into her bed. She pulled the covers over herself, but there was no use for either of the girls to try to hide each of their own little moans and twitches as they replayed the night’s events with their hands between their thighs.
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