A Unique College Experience

“Thanks a bunch, Pinkie.” Twilight smiled over her shoulder as she dumped some of her luggage on the empty dorm bed.

“Hey, what are friends for?” Pinkie giggled, adding a couple more suitcases to the pile.

As she unpacked her laptop from her messenger bag, Twilight had to admit that Pinkie’s help had been wonderfully convenient. Together they had only needed one trip to bring up everything Twilight had with her. A nice benefit, even though the original purpose of the trip to her car had been negated.

Thankfully, Pinkie had stayed behind her during the trip down, propelling both of them forward as if they were on wheels. On the way back up, Twilight had been able to carry her laptop bag in front of her groin. And with Pinkie’s hands full, she’d had an easy time calming her erection down.

As if answering a cue in response to Twilight’s thoughts, Pinkie slipped her arms around her roommate again. Her arms crossed and made a full circle just below Twilight’s bust. “Now that you’ve got your stuff, wanna go take a tour of campus? I can show you all the good party spots!”

Twilight bit her lip, suppressing a moan at the feeling of Pinkie’s lips and hot breath by her ear again; then another moan had to be sacrificed when Pinkie squeezed against her, and Twilight swore she could feel nipples poke her shoulder blades, even through several layers of clothing. Her gaze strayed to the side, landing on Pinkie’s bed. Despite being a virgin in every sense of the word, or perhaps because of it, Twilight had to suppress an almost irresistible urge to tackle Pinkie to the mattress and confess about her abnormal body in the most direct way possible.

She clamped her thighs together and took a calming breath while forming a plan. “Alright. Just let me find my coat. It’s colder out than I thought.” It was not, Winter having been steadily losing the battle against an early Spring, but the coat that Twilight retrieved from her luggage ended in a flared, thigh-length skirt. She let out a soft sigh as she buttoned it up and took a tentative step in front of the dress mirror on Pinkie’s closet. She could still feel her penis standing at nearly half-mast, but it was no longer even remotely visible.

Pinkie appeared beside her in the mirror. She had pulled on her own protection against the elements, but rather than hiding a part of her body she didn’t wish to be noticed, the reddish-pink sweater was just tight enough to accentuate and frame her bust. Another stifled moan resulted as Twilight’s upper arm was nestled snugly between Pinkie’s mounds; the young woman clinging tightly and intimately to her arm.

After the initial shock finally wore off, around the time they toured the campus library, and Twilight’s raw physical reaction to Pinkie’s presence had calmed down, she started to find the experience to be rather pleasant. Twilight had never met anyone so physically affectionate before, and to go from a life of introversion to having a cute girl hanging off of her arm and nuzzling her shoulder, all in the space of a couple hours, was the sort of abrupt change she could not have imagined ever preparing for.

By the time they returned to their room, Twilight wore a contented smile. She felt reasonably familiar with the campus, she’d gotten her housing situation settled, she’d made a friend, and she had five more to look forward to in theory.

Only two things marred her good mood. Firstly, the realization that she still needed to find a way to let her cute, bubbly, and affectionate roommate know that she had some unusual anatomy in her pants, before the fact was inadvertently revealed by surprise. And secondly, the fact that after a solid hour of walking in a heavy coat in warmish weather, Twilight desperately needed a shower.

“I think I’m going to go take a shower, Pinkie. I really should have gone for just a sweater like you did.” Twilight, no longer worried about being spotted sporting an erection, unbuttoned her coat and hung it in her closet before rummaging through her luggage for her toiletries and a towel. Her glasses case closed with a satisfying snap before she placed it on her desk.

“Okie dokie lokie! I was thinking of ordering a pizza. Wanna go halfsies?” Pinkie’s voice was temporarily muffled as she pulled first her sweater, then her shirt over her head.

“Yeah, that sounds good. I like hawaiian.” Twilight turned away from the slightly blurry sight of Pinkie’s ample bust only half covered by her bra. She was definitely not eager to walk down the hall having to hide her crotch behind her towel. She had her hand on the door knob when Pinkie called out to stop her.

“Whoa, Twi-Twi! You really don’t want to go shower in your clothes. Don’t you have a bathrobe?” Pinkie waved her arms frantically, standing in nothing but her underwear, her leggings flailing from one hand.

Twilight just stared back at Pinkie, too caught up in the irony of her new roommate asking the exact same question Celestia had asked earlier to feel anything about Pinkie’s state of undress. “Yeah, it’s in my luggage somewhere, but what’s wrong with wearing my clothes to the shower?”

Pinkie waved Twilight closer and leaned in to whisper, as if she might be overheard even in her own room. “There are some real meany-pants girls on this floor, and they’re here over the break. If they catch you in the shower with a pile of clothes, they’ll take your clothes and your towel so you have to run back to your room naked and wet.”

“What?!” Twilight’s eyes flew wide. “Why would they even do that?”

“I dunno. It’s like some kind of hazing thing. They just like to make fun of girls they think are too modest, so I thought I better warn you.” Pinkie punctuated her warning with a hug. “If you go in just your bathrobe you’ll be okay, though.”

“Hasn’t anyone talked to the administrators about them?” Twilight’s mind was so busy trying to come up with a way to change into her bathrobe without getting completely naked herself that she didn’t even register being pressed against Pinkie’s nearly naked body. She settled on moving the suitcase with her bathrobe into the closet so that she could change with her back to Pinkie and partially hidden by the door.

“A couple people have, and we all know who it is, but no one can actually catch them at it. They’re seniors, so they’ll be gone by the end of the year anyway.” Pinkie had perched herself on her bed and started on the process of folding the clothes they’d brought back from the laundry as the last stop on their tour.

Twilight slipped out of her blouse and bra, sneaking a quick glance at Pinkie out of the corner of her eye. Her attention seemed to be completely focused on the pile of shirts she was folding. Twilight slung the bathrobe over her shoulders for some additional coverage before sliding her slacks and panties down together.

Her mostly flaccid penis hung loosely over her vulva, sticking out in plain sight, so she quickly closed her robe over it. Without panties it would have been nearly impossible to keep it tucked in, even without the roller coaster ride it had been subjected to all afternoon.

“I’ll be back. Thanks for the warning, Pinkie.” This time there was nothing stopping her as she strode out and down the hall to the shower.

Despite a lingering terror that her bathrobe and/or towel might disappear at any moment, Twilight made it back to her room without incident, feeling clean and refreshed. Pinkie was still folding laundry, though judging by the size of the pile remaining, she was nearly finished.

“Heya, Twi-Twi! Feeling all squeaky clean?” Pinkie grinned while sorting the last of a pile of socks.

“Yeah.” Twilight made sure her robe was tied tight before she opened her closet to set up her laundry hamper and deposit her damp towel and sweaty clothes. “Thanks for the warning. I think someone did walk back by the shower stalls while I was in there, but they left me alone.”

Twilight rummaged through the luggage on her bed again, looking for her underwear. Behind her, Pinkie had started to fold her own pile of bras and panties.

“Ooh! We should totally compare undies, Twi-Twi! Got anything cute like this?” Pinkie held up a lacy pair of dark pink panties, showing them off front and back. A thin, diagonal band of a lighter pink satin ran across both sides, embroidered with yellow and blue balloons.

Twilight blushed a little, her eyes glancing over the sheer garment and alighting on the matching bra on top of Pinkie’s clothing pile. “I don’t have anything quite like that. All of mine are pretty plain.” Twilight inclined her suitcase toward Pinkie, showing her a mass made almost entirely of plain white cotton.

“How about those purple ones!” Pinkie pointed out one of the only patches of color in the entire sea of white. “I bet you’d look cute in them. Why don’t you put them on and let me see?”

Twilight’s hands stopped in mid-air, the pair of purple satin panties dangling from her grip. The pink and white cluster of stars adorning the front was clearly visible. Her face turned red as she stammered. “Y-you w-want to s-s-see m-me in…” She trailed off, lips still forming half words.

“That’s what I just said, silly.” Pinkie giggled, hopping up from her bed to put away the last of her clothes. “What’s wrong? You’re not embarrassed about your dick, are you?”

Twilight’s purple panties hit the floor with a soft plop. “H-H-How did you k-know?” Her entire body shivered.

“Pinkie Sense,” Pinkie said simply, as if that explained everything. She turned around and sauntered a pace away from Twilight, demonstrating the various bodily tells. “See, first I got an itchy nose and a twitchy thumb in the shower; that meant I was getting a new roommate. But then when I was walking down the hall, I got tickley toes and chattery teeth; that meant there was a secret in someone’s pants.”

Twilight’s trembling terror trailed slowly away as she tried hard to process that, her face contorting with perplexity. “Okay, even ignoring that you’re claiming to have ESP, that is still both oddly specific and completely open-ended. I don’t understand how you thought that applied to me, especially in that way.”

Pinkie’s face came into sharp focus as Twilight felt her new roommate wrap her arms around her neck, just inside the collar of her bathrobe.

“Well, I got one more that tied everything up in a neat package.”

Twilight couldn’t help let out a soft moan. Pinkie nuzzled against her cheek, breath in her ear again, and simultaneously thrust her panty clad crotch against Twilight’s slowly hardening penis.

See, right before you got back just now, I got fluttery lashes and a wavy tongue.” Pinkie purred into Twilight’s ear, her voice dropping an entire, sultry octave. “That one means I’m going to give someone a blowjob. And you’re the only person here.”

“P-Pinkie…” Twilight’s breath came in shallow gasps as her penis tented the bathrobe, poking into Pinkie’s slowly gyrating hips. “I-I don’t know. I’ve n-never…”

“You’ve never had a girl suck your dick?” Pinkie pulled her face back to look into Twilight’s eyes.

Twilight shook her head, biting her lip. “N-never even kissed…”

Pinkie’s doe eyes came back in full force. “Oh, Twi-Twi. That’s awful.” She raised one hand to stroke Twilight’s slightly damp hair. “Can I?” She pulled her face closer until their lips were only barely apart.

Twilight gulped. “It’s m-may I, not c—” As her mouth opened to form the syllable, Pinkie leaned in and stole her breath away.

She was just getting used to the feeling of having a tongue in her mouth that wasn’t hers, when Pinkie’s free hand slipped inside her bathrobe and gently squeezed her right breast. Twilight let out a moan, first into Pinkie’s mouth, then into the open air, as the tip of her hard nipple brushed against the palm of her hand.

Twilight offered no resistance when Pinkie slipped the bathrobe off of her shoulders and let it cascade to the floor. She blushed bright red and pressed her thighs together, but made no move to cover herself from Pinkie’s roving eyes as they scanned down her modest breasts, barely rounded stomach, and finally her hard penis, curving gracefully up from her groin.

She gasped as Pinkie slid forward and hugged her close, pinning her penis between pink satin and bare skin. Precum leaked out into the hollow space formed by their navels which trapped and brushed against the head. Pinkie’s hands found their way to Twilight’s butt and gently kneaded her firm cheeks.

“You’re beautiful, Twi-Twi. You don’t need to hide your body from me.” Pinkie’s tongue flicked at her ear as she spoke.

Twilight murmured an acknowledgement, her head swimming with all the new sensations. More out of instinct than anything else, her arms wrapped around Pinkie’s hugging body. Her hands rested perfectly against the band of her bra, and her fingers somehow found their way to the clasp. Pinkie leaned back, giving her chest a little shake and dropping her arms to discard her bra to the floor. Twilight admired the sight of Pinkie’s round, naked breasts again for a moment before cupping them each in a hand and feeling Pinkie’s tongue slide back into her mouth.

Later on, she would always wonder how she managed to save her first ejaculation that day for Pinkie’s mouth. At the time, she could only moan and breathe hard as Pinkie left a trail of kisses down her body. Each of her nipples shared a brief love affair with Pinkie’s soft lips and firm tongue, while her achingly hard penis throbbed and jumped, being for the first time in the gentle grip of another girl’s hand.

Pinkie finally dropped to her knees and caught sight of the unexpected treasure hidden below Twilight’s hard shaft. She gave a little squeal of delight and giggled at the novelty of licking pussy while a hard cock rested and twitched against her forehead as a result of her efforts.

Afraid that Twilight might blow her load before she’d even had her dick in her mouth, Pinkie dragged her tongue up the underside of her stiff rod. She gave the tip a quick kiss and plunged Twilight’s hard cock into her eager mouth, savoring the sharp hiss of breath and subsequent moan as two hands rested on the back of her head.

From the way her cock twitched, and from sucking a fair number of dicks in her time, Pinkie knew that Twilight wouldn’t last more than a minute or two. She clamped her lips down tight, pressing hard with her tongue and sucking with the same effort she put into drinking a triple thick milkshake through a narrow straw. She slid her mouth up and down the length of Twilight’s shaft only five times before her roommate gave a hard groan and spurt after spurt of thick, sweetly salty semen flooded her tongue. From the volume and consistency, she guessed Twilight hadn’t gotten off for a good, long time.

Pinkie pulled off and flashed Twilight a glimpse of her semen-filled mouth before she swallowed; the boys usually loved to see that. Twilight’s blush deepened, but her lips did curl into a little smile. As she stood up, Pinkie got a surprise that rivaled finding a pretty pussy hiding underneath Twilight’s dick. The boys usually refrained from kissing her until she’d brushed her teeth, but Twilight wasted no time locking lips with her and thrusting a tongue into her mouth. Twilight apparently liked her blowjob.

With a bit of stumbling, the two girls managed to make it to Pinkie’s bed without losing much kissing time. Twilight fell flat on her back onto the plush surface; surprisingly soft for a dorm room bed. Pinkie climbed up and straddled her stomach, her pink panties having visibly gained a considerably sized moist spot.

Pinkie grinned and giggled when Twilight sat up, leaning on one arm to suckle a nipple and squeeze the opposite breast with her free hand. She reached a hand back to gently stroke Twilight’s resting dick and tease her pussy lips with her fingertips.

Twilight let out a moan when she felt Pinkie’s fingers probe her entrance. She bit her lip, looking up at Pinkie and giving her a little shake of her head.

“No?” Pinkie’s fingers pulled back a little.

“I h-haven’t… I mean, I’m still a virgin there.” Twilight’s eyes darted to the side. “I didn’t mind your tongue, and I’m happy to finally be using my penis on a girl, but I think I want a guy to do that.”

Pinkie pulled her hand away and leaned forward to kiss Twilight again, running her fingers along her cheek. “Okay. Is there anything else you would like to do?”

Twilight blushed. “I’ve always wanted to see another girl, a regular girl, close up.”

Pinkie gave another delighted squeal, rolling to the side to slip off her panties. In an instant, she was straddling Twilight’s chest again and inching her way forward, bringing her dripping honeypot toward her face.

Twilight brought a hand up to caress Pinkie’s labia. She smiled when Pinkie hummed happily above her and dipped her finger gently between her lips, feeling the soft skin within. Rather than downward toward her vagina, Twilight’s finger was drawn up toward Pinkie’s clitoris.

She added a second finger to her exploration, gently spreading her lips apart and pushing the hood back to reveal the sensitive nub. Twilight couldn’t help but stare. This was a part of the body she simply did not have, given her unusual anatomy. At least, in a way. She couldn’t help but compare the shape of Pinkie’s clitoris to the glans of her penis; which made sense according to her study of human anatomy.

Pinkie let out a moan and Twilight realized she must have been staring at and gently stroking Pinkie’s clit for a while. She allowed herself a personal chuckle for slipping the slang term into her thoughts as she pulled Pinkie forward by the hips and took the pretty little nub between her lips. Not exactly a blowjob, but Twilight suspected Pinkie would be pleased. By her moans and squeals, she was.

Twilight let out a moan as she used her fingers and tongue to clean up the last of Pinkie’s sweet secretions from her chin. A hand had slid back toward her groin and wrapped its fingers around her revived and fully erect penis.

“Hey Twi-Twi? You said your pussy is a virgin; how about your cock? I mean, aside from your first blowjob.”

Twilight nodded. Her cheeks flushed slightly, but her penis gave a twitch in Pinkie’s hand.

Without a word, Pinkie slid back, raising up on her knees above Twilight’s hips. Her hand grasped the shaft of her cock, pointing it straight at the entrance to her pussy, which she spread wide with her other hand. She watched as Twilight’s wide eyes focused on her aiming arrangements, then slid up her body to meet with her own gaze. Twilight nodded.

An elongated moan left Twilight’s lips as her male virginity flitted away, to be replaced by the hot, smooth tightness of Pinkie’s vagina. She took in a shuddering breath, feeling the flared rim of her glans slide along the walls of Pinkie’s pussy. Her heartbeat pulsed hard in her shaft, and just like inside Pinkie’s mouth, she felt ready to ejaculate at any second. When Pinkie raised up and started to move, thrusting slowly over her length, she had to bite her lip to stop herself from cumming too quickly.

Twilight’s hands gripped Pinkie’s breasts again as her new roommate rode her. First simple vertical thrusts, then horizontal circles, and a rocking motion to and fro for good measure. Their voices reached a crescendo of delight together, Pinkie slamming down hard against her hips with a gasp and a grip of internal musculature as Twilight’s member throbbed and pulsed with her heartbeat and the motion of her own orgasm pumping a stream of semen deep inside Pinkie’s body.

Both girls panted with shallow breaths as they stared at each other with dopey grins.

“I think—I’m going to need—another shower,” Twilight got out between gasps.

“Me too,” Pinkie agreed. “Best reason to need one.”

A knock sounded at the dorm room door. Pinkie bounced up and ran to open it while Twilight scrambled to cover herself with the sheets.

“Ooh! Pizza’s here!”