The Dormitory - (open)

ebonyjazzy

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Ok I seem to have missed the time to join other threads, so I'm starting one.

The Dormitory is Xander Hall, a coed dorm with boy and girl rooms mixed together on each floor. Each floor in the dorm was set up with one room with all girls, then one with all boys and so on. Each room shared a bathroom and shower with another room of the same sex. The rooms weren't small, but weren't huge either.

The Dorm is sometimes referred to X Hall because it has a reputation of mischievous behavior among its residents. The university is Davison State University (DSU).

Tracy Collins
Experienced Bisexual
22 Years Old - Senior
5'6
115 Pounds
Short Black Hair
Green Eyes
32B

It was the beginning of the school year and Tracy had moved into her suite. She came the day before to get ready. She had been looking forward to this day all summer.

Tracy had a fairly athletic body, after all she was a cheerleader, and she had a voluptuous body. She was wearing skin tight shorts that showed off her smooth brown skin legs. In addition to a t-shirt that was tied in a knot on the front to expose to toned stomach.

Tracy was burning with excitement to meet her new roommate, she just loved freshmen.
 
Max Collins
Virgin Hetrosexual
19 Years Old - Freshman
6'4
200 pounds
Sandy blonde hair, in a crew cut
Blue Eyes
8", uncut

:edits some junk:

Max counted off the rooms, glancing about anxiously as he tried to locate the right one.


"134....135......ahh, here we go! room 136."

Mildy proud of himself for finding his way about the campus in spite of his country roots, the Arkansas farmboy opened the door to find a..........girl in his room. He blinked a few times, glancing back at the room number. Nervous he cleared his throat and then spoke, seeming very foolish.

"Uhm.....excuse me miss? I'm looking for 135 Xander hall. Could you point me the right way? I seem to be a bit lost."
 
Name: "Nines" Lamiere
Hetro male Age 20
Appearance, medium build, jet black hair, camo pants and a sleeveless bandshirt

Nines adjusted his sunglasses as his hangover reminded him why playing a bar and classes early were a bad combo. He'd been recently "removed" from his previous dorm for fighting, and assigned to the Xander Hall. Looks like he really stepped on someones toes this time, not his fault the dean's idiot kid decided to screw around with one of his friends. He finally found the X hall and gave the door a shove with his boot.

He wandered over to the front desk, the girl there looked completely lost in her phone conversation, "Names Nines, I need to find my room," the girl didn't even respond. Nines decided to wait in one of the chairs till she was done, his head hurt too much to get her attention the hard way.
 
Jim Jenkins

Jim Jenkins

Age 32 Hetro Divorced male. Motorcyclist

Bike boots, blue jeans, golf shirt, bike jacket.

Welder by trade with 15 years apprenticeship and work experience. Also self trained engineer but with no formal qualifictions.
The company is contracting out all its' trade work and only retaining professionals. Jim has been offered a chance to go back to school to formalised his numerous skills.
Against his better judgement Jim is leasing out his home to let the ******ts cover the mortgage and moved clean accross country to this university. It's the only one that the company normally deals with. Although he owns his own home and has some money the divorce and student loan have made the dorm the most valid accomadation. Rental appartments are too expensive.
 
Tracy

The door opened to surprise Tracy with a handsome present

Demos Straxus said:
Max Collins
"Uhm.....excuse me miss? I'm looking for 135 Xander hall. Could you point me the right way? I seem to be a bit lost."

While sitting on her bed, she crossed her legs to show them off, "Do you wanna worry about that? Or would you rather think about how you'll going to fuck me?"

It was a impromtu move, but Tracy had waited for 4 hours already since noon for her roommate to show up. Right now she didn't care who it was, she'll have time for her roommate later.
 
Max blinked a few times at this, seeming deeply confused, although the crotch of his jeans definitly didn't share in this confusion. He almost winced at his cock went to full attention in the tight confines of his jeans. Damn but thie lady sure was a bombshell. He moves closer, seeming more than a little nervous.

"Err............well shucks mam, I ain't has sex with nobody yet."
 
Mercedes Walker
Heterosexual Virgin
19 years old
5'5
115 Pounds
Long Brown Hair
Blue Eyes
32C
 
Demos Straxus said:
"Err............well shucks mam, I ain't has sex with nobody yet."

"Miss? Mam? Shucks?" Tracy asked out loud, "You some kind of country boy?" She uncrossed her legs, got off her bed, and began to approach Max while lifting her t-shirt over her head and revealing her red bra.

Now standing in front of him, she she gives him a sensuous stare, "Well cowboy, I might just be riding you tonight. Don't worry, though, I'll show you the ropes."
 
Felix Castman

Felix Castman
Heterosexual Virgin Male
19 Years Old - Freshman
5'8
175 Pounds
Dark brown hair, tied back in ponytail
Green Eyes

Felix wandered through the halls silently, carrying a guitar case over his shoulder. He wasn't even sure why he was here anymore. He had heard rumors that no one ever had a cold night alone in this dorm, but he was doubting that something like that was really true. He had heard a lot of things that weren't true over the years. It wasn't like someone was going to reach out and pull him into their dorm room to have kinky sex with him anyway. He was sure that most of the women in this place valued athletes more than they valued mediocre artists such as himself. Then again, he wasn't sure. Maybe he was a hot lay and didn't know it yet. Maybe someone was going to think that he was a hot lay just by looking at him. How was he to know?
 
Mercedes is bent over her bead going through her bags and putting stuff away.The door is open to the room to let out some of the hot air.SHe is waiting for her room mate.
 
Felix Castman

Felix looked into an open room for a moment, seeing a girl who was looking through some of her luggage for a moment. He watched her for a moment and then shook his head slightly. This was obviously not his room if what he had heard about these dormitories was right. From what he had been told, while the dormitories were mixed, the rooms were only for a single gender, and that meant that this room wasn't his. He wondered what it would be like if it had been his room though. What would it have been liked to be paired with a girl like that?

He shrugged for a moment, wondering if he should continue looking for his room. He wasn't even sure what the room number for his room was anymore. He knew he had been told what it was, and had written it down, but that was in his bag, and he didn't feel like looking for it right now. It wasn't like he was in a rush to get to his room anyway. He just continued to stand there for a moment, looking down the hall at all of the other rooms that were there. He had stopped looking at the girl in the room, mostly because it seemed rude of him to stand there and stare, but also because he knew it wouldn't matter how long he looked anyway.
 
Mercedes stands up to put some clothes in her dresser and sees Felix at the door.She smiles to herself,taking note of how incredibly cute he was.She wondered if he was lost. Man,she wished there was a way he could be her room mate.SHe smiles at him.
Mercedes:Can I help you?
 
Felix Castman

Felix looked at her for a moment before adjusting the black button up shirt that he had worn over his t-shirt today. This was slightly uncomfortable. He wasn't sure how he should respond to his question. He couldn't think of anything right away that she could help him with. It looked like she had just arrived herself, so asking for a tour was a negative. Here he was, standing in front of her dorm room like an idiot. He wasn't sure what to say at all. He just slipped his hands into the pockets of his dark jeans and smiled softly for a moment while he came up with an answer.

When he spoke it was with a calm and relaxed voice, "I don't think so. I mean, I was just going to pull out the piece of paper with my room number on it, and if you wanted to help me find my room, I suppose I could use the help." He pulled the backpack off of his back and looked through it for a moment before pulling a piece of paper out of it, "Ah. Here it is." He handed her the paper, "Do you know where that room is?"
 
Mercedes glanced at the piece of paper.
Mercedes:I sure do..here i'll take you there.
She walks out of the room and starts leading him down a series of halls.
 
Felix Castman

He blinked as he followed the girl for a few moments, unsure of if he could really trust her. For all he knew she was a senior and this was some sort of freshman initiation thing and around the next corner were going to be a whole bunch of jocks who were going to lock him in a locker, or beat him with belts or something. From what he had heard about this place though, it was more likely that any initiation that he faced would involve more of him being locked in a janitors closet with a freshman girl for a few hours, while they joke about all of the stuff that he would be doing to her or something. He wasn't sure. All he knew was that without her directions he wasn't going to find his room anyway.

He wondered why it was that she had decided to help him. Maybe she hadn't felt comfortable with hims standing outside of her room. It was too hard to tell now. He shrugged softly and spoke up, "Sorry if I'm inconveniencing you. Maybe I can help you move in, or help re-organize your room or something."
 
Mercedes:Oh, your not an inconvinience.You have to move in yourself, so don't worry about me. But if you ever wanna stop by antime, and ya know, talk...feel free to just drop in.

SHe backs toward the door,smiling at him.
 
Felix Castman

Felix looked at her for a few moments, wondering if she had something in mind that was more than talking. He knew that he didn't want to go there though. That wasn't really a conversation that he thought he should be having with her. He blinked as he looked up at the room number, and then looked down at the piece of paper. He then slowly turned it over in his hands and looked at what it looked like upside down. He blinked for a moment, "You know...I'm not entirely sure which side is up on this... He smiled softly and then handed her the piece of paper, "But I guess this one has to be right, since if I have it upside down, it looks an awful lot like your room number. Yeah, this has gotta be the right one..." He smiled at her softly, and then looked at the door. He wasn't sure though. What if this wasn't his room? Maybe he had copied it out wrong, or maybe there had been some sort of a mix up at the assignment office. Regardless, he was fairly sure that a mistake that led him to be in this girls room wouldn't be something they could overlook for long.
 
Mercedes:Well if you decide that you would rather be my room mate, then stop on by.

She grins and turns and walks out the door.
 
Felix Castman

Felix looked at her for a moment and then took a few steps after her, "So are you saying that you want me as your room mate?" He watched her as she walked and followed her slowly, "Why would you want me to be your room mate? I mean, wouldn't that be awkward for you, always tripping over a guy, sleeping in the same room with me." He blinked and chuckled, "Unless you were going to handcuff me to my bed or something so that I wouldn't be over near you or something."
 
Mercedes:I think it would be kinda fun to have you as a room mate,not awkward at all.Now the handcuffs would be a whole other story...
*she turns and looks at him*
Mercedes:Would you be uncomfortable being my room mate?
 
Felix Castman

He looked at her for a moment, "No. I don't think I would feel that awkward at all." He smiled softly and nodded to her as they continued walking again, "I'm Felix by the way."

He continued to watch her carefully, taking note of the way that her long brown hair swayed softly behind her, and the gentle motion of her hips and rear as she walked in front of him. He was becoming more and more certain that this was going to be a fun freshman year, and not only that, but he was becoming less and less certain that his rooming up with this girl was going to be completely innocent, especially if her comment about the handcuffs stood up. In that case he really wouldn't have much of a choice whether it was innocent or not, but oh wow. He was still trying to figure out what she meant when she had mentioned them back to him.

From what he could gather she was either trying to be suggestive or was smashing the idea of handcuffs down entirely. In either case he didn't want to ask in the event that he should offend her. He watched her for a few moments, still rolling what she had said around in his head. She had said something about having him as a roommate being fun and not awkward, and then she had said that the handcuffs were a whole other story. Maybe that meant she didn't think those would be so much fun. He wasn't sure. Maybe she was suggesting that they would be a different kind of fun. Maybe she was even smacking down his suggestion that she would handcuff him to his bed to keep him from doing any funny stuff, and was saying that she would enjoy the funny stuff.

Whatever it was, he had a sexy, female roommate. He had just hit the jackpot, won the lottery, and had a million other good things happen to him. Who cared if she was interested in him romantically or not. Just the fact that he wasn't going to be dealing with some jock who was going to stuff him in lockers, or some sort of pimp who was going to bring in a million different women each week was good. The fact that his roomie was easy on the eyes was a bonus.

His mind then went to other thoughts as he followed behind her. He wondered how she would look when she was asleep. What kind of things would she wear to bed? What kind of clothes was she going to wander around in when they had a day with no classes? Did she snore? Did she talk in her sleep? What kind of noises would she make when he had her pinned to a bed and was making sweet love to her? What kind of breakfast did she eat in the morning? Did she drink coffee?
 
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ebonyjazzy said:
"Miss? Mam? Shucks?" Tracy asked out loud, "You some kind of country boy?" She uncrossed her legs, got off her bed, and began to approach Max while lifting her t-shirt over her head and revealing her red bra.

Now standing in front of him, she she gives him a sensuous stare, "Well cowboy, I might just be riding you tonight. Don't worry, though, I'll show you the ropes."

He gulps nervously, his eyes riveted on her beautifully formed breasts, the pressure in his groin almost painful.

"Well.....ah guess I could go along with that Ma'am. What did you have in mind?"

His voice is shaky, but his posture seems to straighten unconciously as she nears him.
 
Mercedes guided him back to the room.SHe also had some thoughts on her mind.She wondered if the whole handcuff thing with him would be fun,but considering the fact that she didn't own a pair of handcuffs totally smashed down that idea.She was serious when she said it would be fun to have him as a room mate.She had seen her fair share of hot guys in her life, and he was definitly among the top.

She was really worried about the expereince level though.Had she made him think that she was some kind of whore? He was probably very experienced and she was only a virgin.That would definitly make for an awkward time.

They made it back to the room and Mercedes walked in.She moved the clothes she had sat on his bed while unpacking,over to her bed and continued to unpack.
 
Felix and Mercedes

Felix looked at her for a few moments, placing his guitar case against the wall. He still hadn't gotten her name. He wondered for a moment if he had said something wrong. He placed his backpack at the foot of his bed and took a deep breath. He looked over to her for a few moments, unsure of what was going on.

He looked at her for a few moments and spoke softly, "Um...sorry?" He continued to watch her for a few moments, "I must have said something wrong. Was it the handcuff thing? I'm sorry."
 
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