"Hi, you must be Casey," I greeted her as she dropped her bags. 'Oh, nice tits, and in a tank top?' I thought, glancing at them.
"Yes, and you must be Kendra," she added, coming towards me. "Sharon told me I'd be living with you, so I guess you can call me fresh meat here in this sorority," she said, putting her hand out.
"What do you mean?" I asked, taking it.
She stayed silent and featured a confused look for a few seconds as she shook my hand, but then came close to me. "I just mean, there are good looking ladies living together, and they can hook up, that's all. Do ladies here not get together?"
"Oh, no," I shot her down, shaking my head no and backing up. "There is a serious rule around here: sisters here can't get involved. It is strictly forbidden, like forbidden fruit. Sharon didn't mention that?"
"No, but why do we have that rule? We're all in college and of legal age," she pointed out, going to her bag. "What's the big deal?"
I watched her undo it and bring out some pairs of panties and bras too. I couldn't help, but to stare during the seconds before she put them into her dresser.
"Hey, Kendra?" she asked.
I jerked my head up to see her gawking at me. "I'm sorry, it is just a big rule here in this house. I guess something bad happened before I moved in. This will be my second year, and I actually saw Sharon throw out a couple of ladies last year because they hooked up, so just be aware, I guess," I explained, fluttering around.
I sat down on my bed and just watched her put her clothes away, 'I'm not sure if this is love at first sight, but damn, we have this rule, and my new roommate is ravishing: pretty face, skinny figure and long brown hair too. Crap, I wonder if Sharon knows that I like girls. Would she just randomly give me a hot brunette with big melons like Casey as a roommate?' I thought as she bent over. 'And she has her dark blue thong sticking out, are you kidding me?'
"That's just odd," she pointed out, failing to look at me. "We're not real sisters here and like I said, we're adults so that we can make our own choices. If Julie and I or even you and I want to eat each other out, shouldn't we be allowed to, don't you think?"
"Yeah, you're right," I added, calmly lying down and letting my right hand into my panties. 'Well, this is moving fast, I met her five minutes ago, and I'm already thinking of my new roommate in that way. Damn, Casey, you're much more attractive than Julie, so hook up with me. Well, I never made a move on Jessica, and I saw her naked in this room a million times before Sharon kicked her to the curb last semester. Maybe if I did, I would have been tossed out too instead of Allie, who knows? I'll just nonchalantly rub my pussy lips and keep a low profile as Casey's eyes are off me. All I can do is look and try to suppress my attraction,' I thought, prior to a pause. 'I'm licking my lips nonstop, and I can't stop myself from shaking completely to save my life. Oh, yes, I'd pull off that thong with my teeth, and find out if you're hiding a bush under there. I'd surely let you do the same, and then you can see mine too. Little do you know; you're thrilling me and drenching my hand, underwear, and shorts.'
"So, do you like it here?"
"Yes, but I don't love it," I said, shoving a finger into my slit. 'It did just get a little better though.'
"I don't like that rule, I mean I did see a few delightful ladies out there, including Sharon. She is pretty with that long black hair and flat stomach too. That's a crock, she was showing a lot of skin out there with that crack in her chest and her belly, but we're not allowed even to explore feelings we might have? People could just have sex and not date each other."
"I guess not," I muttered, closing my eyes halfway.
I played with my twat just eight feet away from her for a few more seconds and felt a little sweat on my forehead.
I breathed heavily too, but then I leaned my head back. 'Yes, I'll gladly lick off the juice from your legs, and then attack the source of it.'
"Kendra," she whined.
I felt like my heart stopped, and I ripped my hand out of my panties. "What?" I asked before I arched my body back up and looked at her. "How long have you been standing a few feet in front of me?"
"Ten seconds, were you just masturbating to me as I had my thong sticking out?"
I stayed silent and shed a couple of tears. "I'm sorry, please don't tell Sharon," I pleaded, putting my hands up.
She smiled. "Are you bisexual, Kendra?" she pondered, coming to my bed and sitting down.
"I guess."
"And you're living in a house full of ladies that you aren't allowed to screw?" she giggled.
I nodded. "There is one exception to the rule though."
"And what's that, sexy redhead?" she asked, getting closer to me and placing a hand on my leg.
I felt my panties get soaked as my heart rate rose. "Sharon has to be involved, regardless of who else wants to do it."
"No kidding, she has the rule, but she gets to have sex with anyone here and join in if others want to do it? That's bullshit."
"Yes," I said, failing to look at her. "I haven't actually heard her mention it; I guess it is just a rumor."