To Please the Girl

Lemon Zest sat at the foot of her bed holding a glossy red guitar. She fiddled with the tuning for a few moments, then strummed the open strings. Satisfied, she picked at the strings with her right hand while her left pressed against the fret board. She closed her eyes and let the melody sink in, then she sang.

"Whoa-oh oh. Hmm hmm hmm." Her voice was soft and raspy.

"That's unusually pretty sounding." Sour Sweet leaned forward and lowered her textbook, sitting on her own bed across the dorm room.

Lemon smiled as her chord rang. "Thanks. I can't figure out what lyrics to write, though. I'm not good at this sappy stuff."

Sour chuckled and shook her head. "So why are you writing a sappy song?"

"Dude, every good metal album has at least one sappy love song like this. I gotta do it to!" Lemon flipped the overdrive switch on her amp and slammed a power chord, then began sweep-picking high scales. "It's so boring though. I just wanna shred, you know?"

Sour rubbed her forehead and shrugged. "My heart truly bleeds for you. Wish I could help."

"Maybe you can," Lemon said with a naughty smile. "Wanna come over here and give me a lesson in lovin'?"

Sour looked over Lemon's body as she sat her guitar off to the side of her bed. "Right now?"

Lemon spread her arms and legs, then gestured towards her self with a quick nod.

"So what? I'm just a tool for your music writing now?" Sour stood up with her hands on her hips and a raised eyebrow.

"Nah girl. I just want your fingers inside of me. Any song writing that comes after is a lucky bonus." Lemon laughed as Sour walked up to her and shoved her onto her back.

"So you just want me to finger blast you again." Sour reached down and pulled off Lemon's skirt. "I guess this what happens when your roommate is also your girlfriend, huh. Sex on demand."

"Don't act like you don't like it." Lemon stuck her tongue out. "You'll get yours, too."

"You're damn right I will. I'm just surprised that you want it so often. We've been together for, like, two weeks now and this is at least the twentieth time!" Sour said as she slid her hand beneath Lemon's panties.

"Same for you!" Lemon replied with cocky laugh. "If you wanna break, let me know. Otherwise shut up and do something more productive with your mouth."

"You're lucky I love... I love that face you make when you come," Sour said, then blushed.

Lemon closed her eyes and spread her legs with a wide smile. "I really am lucky, huh?"

"Sure are." Sour lifted off her black tank top tossed it over her shoulder. "I just thought of something."

"What?" Lemon asked, leaning up on her elbows.

"I bet it stinks in here." Sour laughed as she leaned down and sniffed Lemon's crotch. "I like it."

Lemon sniffed the air and shrugged. "You're probably right. We're just used to it so we can't really tell. But that's to be expected considering this room has been our sex pit for the last couple weeks."

Sour chortled and closed her eyes. "Yeah. Let's make it worse. We'll tidy up and spray some air freshener or something later."

"Sounds good, now focus girl!" Lemon wrapped her legs around Sour's head and pulled her face down.

"Mmmm, fine!" Sour shouted, her voice muffled with her mouth pressed against Lemon's crotch.

"Yes! You're the best roommate a girl could ask for." Lemon closed her eyes with her hands behind her head. "Attagirl."