Hi! I hope you don't mind me stopping by your dorm room. I think I left my English
textbook here on Friday. We were so busy studying for that math test later that day
that I didn't notice when it fell on my backpack. It has to be here.
Yeah, that's it. Thanks. I was going to do some studying later on. Um, while I'm here,
do you mind if I use your laptop to check my math scores? She said she might
have the scores posted sometime today. I was just checking on my phone, but the
battery wore out. I've been so nervous about this test. I felt like there was so
much I didn't understand about this last section, and the test was just a complete
mess. I guess everyone felt that way, though. Thanks. It will just take a
second. They're probably still not posted yet. I'll just log into my account and see.
Oh, they're here. At least my score is... oh. Oh no, this is... this is terrible. How bad is
it? It's a 93. Oh my god, this is awful. Well, really good, actually, but also
really bad. Sorry, I know this doesn't make any sense. I aced the test once you
factor in the curve, too, but I was sure I was going to fail when I took it. I made
a desperate deal. No, not with the devil. I wish I had thought of that. I made a
deal with the universe. I really wanted to pass the test, but good things don't
happen to me, not without a lot of hard work, and other than her cramming Friday
morning, I didn't really study, so I needed to balance out the possible
goodness of my passing the test by tying it together with something I didn't want.
That way, it was a net-zero karma-wise, and the universe didn't care. Am I making
sense? Maybe these things only make sense to me, but the thing is, it works. I only
got accepted at this college because I tied into giving up chocolate for three
whole months. I was accepted, then I spent three long months chocolate-free,
followed by several hours of eating too much chocolate. I almost didn't want to
see it ever again, but that only lasted two days. So, this test. When she passed out the
test, I started flipping through the pages. I started to freak out. I knew I
wasn't as prepared as I should have been, and what's more, I hadn't earned a good
grade on it, so in a moment of complete hopelessness, I made the deal, but not for
giving up chocolate. I couldn't do that ever again. In a way, it was something
more precious and more personal. I offered up my virginity if somehow I did
really good on the test. Now, if it was a C, I could have said it wasn't good
enough. Maybe a low B, but an A? I can't work my way out of this. If I do, then the
universe will come at me with vengeance, and I'll end up flunking this class
somehow, or another one. The universe and karma always settle the score. So, there
you have it. I need to lose my virginity, and as fast as possible, before the
universe starts to get mad at me. And part of the deal was that I had to lose
it to you. It's nothing personal. The deals just need to be specific, and you
were sitting right next to me already working on your test. Once I thought
about you being the guy I lost my virginity to, the deal was sealed. It was
too late to change it then. That's a sheer way to jinx things. So, please tell
me you're willing to have sex with me. It's not that I want to, it's just that I
have to or I've ruined everything. I have absolutely no experience with sex, but
I'll try to make it good for you, and I promise it won't change anything between
us. We'll still study together, since we have so many classes together. You seem
to be good luck anyway. We can even still have lunch together. It's just that we
would have happened to have sex once. I even wore this cute dress for the
occasion. It's not that I was hoping we'd have sex. It's kind of complicated, but if
I don't get myself ready to make good on the deal, that jinxes it too. For the
chocolate thing, I had to get rid of most of the chocolate I had stashed while I
waited to see if I was accepted. For this, it meant dressing nicely and in easily
removable clothing. So, can we do this then? I guess I don't know if you find me
attractive or not. Enough guys, do wear I guess I'm pretty, especially when I dress
up like this. We do spend a lot of time together, and you seem like you're
straight, but you don't have a girlfriend. I'm not judging or anything. I don't have
a boyfriend. There is just not enough time, and I'm kind of shy anyway. I can
take this dress off right now if you'd like. You can't judge a book by its
cover, so I can't expect you to accept my offer without seeing the contents. I
I would never be this bold if it weren't for the deal I made. I'm honestly scared
about losing my virginity, but I'm more scared of failing my classes or whatever
the universe will do to me if I don't lose it. I even wore my best underwear. It
isn't terribly sexy because no one ever sees it other than me and my roommate,
but at least it's cute. Maybe it makes me look cute too. Now, before I have time to
think too much, I'm gonna take my bra off. That's part of the trick to taking
tests. Don't let yourself slow down on any part of it, because then you'll never
get your momentum back. So, I need to keep moving forward with this and then
fasten my bra, and then, then, well, this is where I'm supposed to show you my
breasts, but instead of just kind of clutching my bra to my chest, I can do
this though. I have to do this. There, now you can see my breasts. Hopefully
looking at them is helping to sell you on the idea of having sex with me.
Everything I know about men makes me think that isn't too hard to do anyway. I
know I'm moving fast, but I don't have much time. I can't give myself time to
change my mind, so I have to continue this by removing my panties. I can't help
but wonder how many girls have stood in this room just like this. This dorm has
been around forever. I'm probably not the first girl to stand here and slowly pull
down her panties. Maybe none of them were as nervous as me, bordering on neurotic.
Maybe they didn't shake as much as me as the cold air touches the last part of my
body to be exposed. Maybe some of them even changed their minds at this point,
but I won't. I won't dare. You, you should probably take your clothes off now too.
Otherwise I might start to take it personally. I'm basically throwing myself
at you sexually. It's not that I'm interested in having sex with you, but to
be turned down now would be a blow to my pretty fragile ego. Then the universe
would still make me suffer above and beyond that. Good. I mean, I guess it's
good that you're taking your clothes off. I have to admit mixed feelings about
this. I'm thinking I should have gone with giving up chocolate for the deal
again, but it's too late to change that. All the deals are final with the
universe. Oh, that bulge in your underwear. Is it because of me? Is that just the
reaction to seeing a girl naked? Or is it because you're specifically seeing me
naked? Wait, I don't want to know. I don't want to complicate this. This is just a
little bit of sex and holding up my end of the bargain. It doesn't have to be
anything more than that. Well, go ahead. Take them off. If it helps, I promise not
to scream and run out of the room. Maybe if I had some clothes on, but I'm naked.
So I'm kind of stuck here. So let's see it. So that's a cock. It looks nice.
Sorry, that's a lie. It looks scary and impossibly hard for something made of
flesh and blood. Apparently lots of blood right now. No, don't apologize. I'm the
one making you do this. I'm the one who's making you have sex with me and
apparently the one making you this hard. I'm the one getting into your standard
dorm room bed trying to find a comfortable way to lie down on it.
Suddenly I notice every single lump in the mattress or wrinkle in the blanket.
This is your turn. You have to get on top of me now with your naked body and that
naked cock. Then the weight of your body will press on to your bed and make the
lumps even lumpier and the wrinkles even wrinklier. But what will really be making
me nervous is what's on top of my body. That wasn't too bad. You're keeping most
of your weight off of me. Maybe it's because my body is quivering under your
so much or maybe you're just being extra careful with me, but I can't keep being
this timid. Maybe if I put my arms around you a little? Just a little hug.
Like when I see you in the student union between classes, except we're horizontal
and naked, which is a big difference I guess. Okay, I guess we both know what the
next part is. You're a guy and I'm a girl. You're lying on top of me naked and our
bodies are lined up. I can use all my willpower to open my legs for you. Now
I'm even more vulnerable to you and to that hard thing between your legs,
except now it's moving between my legs too and up against my pussy. No, I'm not
sure that I want to do this, but I have to do it. Not just because of the deal,
but I have to lose my virginity sometime and all things considered, I guess I
could do worse than a guy like you. So let's just see if you can actually get
that thing in me. Oh well, that's a start. It's just a little bit, but it's going in.
Wait, um, let me open my legs more and bend them a little maybe, then let me
brace myself physically and mentally. I'm about to lose my virginity, so let's do
this. I'm not a virgin anymore. Your cock just took care of that as it
thrusts into me, but there's more to the deal than just losing my virginity at
least. I had more in mind when I made it, which means that's what I'm bound to do.
We have to complete the act and I have to give you as much pleasure as possible,
so maybe move a little and I'll try to move or at least do stuff you might find
interesting, like pressing your back with my hands or running the heel of my foot
along your calf, trying to squeeze your cock as it moves in and out of me. If you
have any other ideas, I'm all ears. I'm here to give you pleasure and happiness
with my body, but apparently you're determined to give me pleasure too. I
could resist it. I could think of math tests and other scary things, but that
would be against the spirit of the deal, so I have to accept the pleasure as
thoroughly as my body accepted your cock. I'm on birth control, not for that
reason, but it works for keeping me from getting pregnant anyway. Thankfully
my mind didn't go as far as pregnancy when I made the deal, but that means you
can come in me and I'll accept your come too, unless you don't want me to. You
could come in my stomach or my breasts or my nervous little face, but it's
totally okay to come inside of me. Just, just try not to get too attached to me
if you do, or from any of us. I could see how this might give you a feeling of
intimacy with me, but we're just friends. We study together and we have class
together and we eat together and we had sex once, only once, so enjoy it because
it will never happen again and we'll just go back to being regular friends,
okay? I want you to come inside me. I think it's the best way, you know, for
making the universe happy, but I think it will make you happy too, and I guess
my legs just wrapped around you doesn't let you take it out of me too far, but it
does keep you moving faster and faster and harder and harder until we get closer
and closer to coming suddenly. We're there. I want you to come in me. Please, please.
Well, that was nice. I mean, nicer than I thought. I hope the universe isn't upset
that I enjoyed it so much, but a deal's a deal. I can't take my grade back now.
Would it seem too much like a date if we went to the dining hall together for
dinner? I don't want to make you think I'm going to get all clingy and
infatuated after this. It's not like we're going anywhere fancy or you were
paying for it. I'm just hungry and thirsty now and we're already together,
so it makes sense to eat together, right? Then for you to walk me back to my dorm,
and then if you wanted to give me a kiss under the disapproving gaze of the
security guard downstairs, I don't think the universe would mind. I know I
definitely wouldn't.