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Wreck my life - Illuminati Hotties ft.PUP
Her alarm jolted her awake with such a scare that she hit her head on the bottom of the upper bunk bed. She had had an awful nightmare about giant robots destroying her manga collection but quickly relaxed after realizing it was just a dream so she quickly got up, scratching where she bumped her head, and looked around the room for a bit before deciding to change into something more presentable than her anime underwear and shirt. The dorm room was a mess, there were lots of paper scattered around every surface. It was mostly college related but there were also some drawings that she wouldn’t finish. On top of that a lot of coffe mugs stood half empty with coffee, she didn’t have time to wash them and hoped her roomate would eventually but she was starting to realize he was also kind of messy.
“Good morning” she turned around quickly to look at her roomie, Jack. He had just woken up as well, probably from the bed accident. He sat on the bed, with his feet dangling from the top bed and so then she saw that a woman was still sleeping, her face staring at the wall.
“I told you not to bring any more girls around” She was upset, not because she thought it was embarrassing that someone entered her room but because the room was very small and didn’t need a third interrupting their routine.
“Sorry about that, her roomate had someone over and we couldn’t go elsewhere” Helena knew Jack was honest, she appreciated that even though they were very different people he was always acting in good faith.”… I wouldn’t mind if you brought someone home, a guy or maybe a girl”.
“I don’t have time for that, besides no one actually…” her mind went to the usual place, her fear of rejection because of her quirks and her transness.
“Yeah yeah, you’re the only one who wanted to study 3 carrers at the same time” He got off the bed in a swift jump and started dressing in his usual clothes. They were very comfortable around each other so they didn’t mind seeing each other in underwear. He had hit on her once when she started transitioning because according to him she was “starting to grow a cute butt from those pills” but they stayed as friends for these 2 years since that.
She finally started to dress up with some jeans, her usual shoes and a white shirt with black buttons. She grabbed a boxed juice from the fridge and her backpack and headed out the dorm waving goodbye to her friend. She headed straight to her first and only class of the day.
Since semesters changed she enrolled for some more classes, more stress kept her working and she also needed some extra credit. One of those classes was Ethics in Engineering, it seemed easy enough, no mass killing bombs or chemical weapons. She entered the classroom and sat down on a chair, there she laid her juice and started to work on some math homework she needed to work on. She didn’t notice when the class started until a 6ft girl sat down next to her, bumping her in the process. The girl reeked of cigarettes and wore some old jeans and a white sleeveless shirt. The only thing remarkable about her was the mullet, which flowed graciously to her neck.
“Sorry” her voice was raspy and though but she sound genuinely regretful about her clumsyness.
“No problem, you got me out of this algrebraic trance so i might even thank you” Helena started to realize that she had dreamt for about 5 hours total in these last 3 days and it was catching up to her. Thank god it was Friday and she could power sleep through the weekend to catch up.
The class was very boring so the only way to keep herself awake was to make snarky jokes about it to the girl next to her, who she learned her name was Dalia. “So yeah, that was the introduction to this class… I’ll need you to make pairs to work on the first essay which will be delivered next week, you can see the assignment on the website…”
Helena didn’t have a partner since Jack decided that he needed a semester off to “focus on himself” as he called it, what he meant was probably hooking up and getting wasted with his friends. She was starting to think about doing it on her own but a voice interrupted her thoughts.
“Hey I'm sorry, I know we don’t know each other but is it cool if we team up? I don’t have a partner yet.” Dalia stared at her, she was so nonchalant about the whole things, she exuded confidence.
“Oh yeah… sure… I was planning on inventing a excuse to do it alone but you’ll do… I mean I'm sorry yeah we should team up.” God she felt the pressure of her stare and crumbled, she hated to be looked at waiting for an answer.
“Great, give me your number so I can text you about the essay” the tall girl got up and started to walk out of the room and to the hallways while saving Helena as her contact. Once they got out a familiar voice interrupted their little chat.
“Oh wow Lena, didn’t know you had such hot friends” Jack was very direct, surprisingly it worked on most girls since he had an aura to him of charm.
“Jack shut up, she’s Dalia. We are together on an assignment… Im sorry, I have to go, we’ll chat” Helena was embarrassed.
As they walked to their dorm at 4 o’clock, Jack couldn’t keep quiet about Dalia. “Damn she’s hot” “Do you think she’s a lesbian, she’s kind of butchy” “Next time I’ll get her number”. She was sure he would eventually sleep with her new friend and didn’t mind but her mind wandered to her bed. God she needed to sleep, her whole body was ready to shut down as soon as she opened her dorm door but the blonde man jumped in front of her. “We are going out tonight” he had a wide smile and his hands grabbed each of Helena’s arms.
“No way, I’ll sleep”
“Oh come on, we never go out”
“We don’t have to you know, im not your girlfriend”
“Shut up, you know… you said you sleep a lot when drunk so it might actually help you…” Fuck he was very sneaky but charismatic.
“Fine…”
“Fuck yes, get ready and we’ll head out, I have this new place to show you”
She entered the dorm, the girl was long gone. She grabbed a black jean, a flannel long sleeve shirt and a bra and headed to the bathroom. She quickly changed and presented herself to Jack.
“Let’s go lesbians, you’ll surely avoid dudes with that thing on”
“Thank god, I wouldn’t want my night ruined by some drunk jock” Helena had zero intentions on flirting nor kissing someone, she had long forgotten about that desire since she kept to her studies.
“Let’s go, it’s a long walk from here but it’ll be worth it”
She sighed “I don’t know why I listen to you”
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They finally arrived at the bar, it looked very unique with a punk rock look. She adjusted her glasses and entered next to Jack. She looked around and got her bearings, it was very hot inside and the walls looked sticky from her distance. The music was very loud but she got used to it since she liked to listen to a lot of punk music to keep herself awake, at first she hated the stuff but got around to it pretty fast. She then realized her friend was already heading to the bar stools so she followed along. They sat down on a pair of stools and relaxed there, waiting for the bartender to take their order. They ordered some vodka shots to get drunk quickly and started to chat about their day. She really appreciated Jack, he was very talkative and even though she sounded tired before she was actually grateful to have someone to take her out of her safe space for a while. They had met on their first year, when Helena still presented masculine so they stayed roommates when she transitioned, convincing the university to let her sleep with a man on her room.
They also had some fries to share since they hadn't eaten anything in the whole day but it wasn't enough to keep Helena from getting drunk. She started to take her next shot and when she turned around Jack was gone. She panicked a bit until the brunette saw her talking to someone she didn't recognize because of the low lights, she adjusted her glasses and got surprised to see that her class partner, Dalia, was being flirted on by her friend. She laughed to herself and kept drinking a bit more and looking at her phone.
It must have been 30 minutes since she separated her sight from the phone and got up, she focused every braincell in her body to land on a red dirty sofa which had a couple of girls sitting on it, making out. She sat down next to them and ignored them while she looked for her friend. She panned around the place until she saw him pinned to the corner of the bar making out with Dalia, or to be more precise, Dalia was devouring him. She stared for a couple of seconds but felt weird so she quickly glued her eyes on her phone again. It wasn´t enough to distract her, she started to wonder about how it must feel to hook up in her new body, how it must feel to have someone, a girl, pinning her down on a wall taking her. Jack was right, Dalia was hot. Very muscular and her attitude exuded attraction... Wait, why was she thinking about her? God, is she one of those weirdos who likes seeing people bang? Hell no, this was weird.
Helena shook her head and called an Uber, she texted Jack that she would head home. She didn´t remember how much time passed until her drive arrived but she was heading home. She tried to distract herself from these thoughts but just couldn´t, her control was overtaken by the alcohol in her body. As soon as she entered her dorm she undressed, only keeping her underwear on and the same t-shirt from this morning, and quickly got on her bed, trying to sleep away these feelings. She obviously failed, she was really tense and soon realized why. Her underwear showed a bulge with a shiny spot, "fuck" she thought, this can´t be happening.
After some more failed attempts and some mental gymnastics she concluded that she had to get rid of the erection so she grabbed it by the base and pulled her underwear off and to her knees, massaging her cock which throbbed with her touch. She closed her eyes and tried to focus so she could do it faster, her mind went to that scenario, Dalia grabbing her and pushing her into a wall and making out with her. She imagined her hands touching her everywhere, claiming her as her own. Her dick got harder but she felt more embarrassed and kept going. Helena imagined the tall girl on the bed, kissing every inch of her body until she got to her member. The brunette wanted to know how it must feel for their aromas to mix, her cigarette smell and the precum that was already dripping in her jerking hand.
"Fuck Dalia..." She was too drunk to care if anyone listened.
"I'm so close baby" Her cock was painfully throbbing while she stroked it harder and faster, the whole thing was so wet it didn´t take much to imagine the warmth was Dalia´s mouth. She arched her back and briefly elevated herself when she reached her climax which was followed by some whimpers and some lazy strokes. Her eyes, with one last look before fainting, went to her body which was a wet mess so she quickly got her underwear on again but it was too late for anything more when she fell asleep right in that moment.