I was shocked when the very first thing I saw on my first day of college at the dorm room was sex! I walked in and my two new dorm mates were right in the middle of it, and they didn’t even stopped when I stepped in the room. In fact, they decided they wanted me, too! Before I knew it, I was right in the middle of my first lesbian experience, and if that wasn’t enough, they gave me my first anal sex, using a huge strap on. I even had double penetration!

Warning: This ebook contains very explicit descriptions of sexual activity and includes rough sex, reluctant sex, lesbian seduction, first lesbian sex, first anal sex, sex toys, double penetration, and more. Only mature adults who won’t find that offensive should read this story.

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She breathed heavily and said, “Your turn.” Nathalie giggled and I watched her get up off the bed.
“It’s nice to meet you, Nikki,” she said as Amber started moving.
I realized a second later that when she’d said, “Your turn,” she wasn’t talking to Nathalie. I found out because Nathalie just lifted my shirt up, and it was over my breasts before I even figured out what was happening. I tried to say something but then my tee shirt covered my mouth and came off my head. The second time I tried to say something was stopped by Nathalie’s mouth on mine, and I kind of got lost in the kiss. I still didn’t want to sleep with them but the kiss shocked me. It was profoundly different than a man’s kiss and as her tongue gently flicked over my lips I found myself kissing back. I didn’t want to but I kissed back. While that happened, her hands snaked around my back and unclasped my bra.
At the same time, I felt hands on my waist and then moving around. My pants were unbuttoned before Nathalie finished with my bra. I desperately wanted to stop them but like some kind of a crazy idiot I just kept kissing her. A moment later my pants were at my ankles and then my panties. They didn’t get totally off but bunched up there at my ankles over my tennis shoes. I was, at that point terrified, and I desperately wanted to stop everything right then. I really wanted to. I really, really wanted to. I really, really, really wanted to. There was nothing I could come up with in my entire life I wanted more than to stop things.
So, why the hell was it when Nathalie stopped kissing me that I didn’t say a fucking thing?