My Freaky Freshman Year Pt. 01

My Freaky Freshman Year

Chapter 1

All characters are over the age of 18 at the time of any sexual activity.

Thank you, dear readers, for the outpouring of support and encouragement you gave me for 'My Freaky Senior Prom'. (You should definitely read that before starting here, if you have not!)

I'd honestly never planned on writing a sequel, but like you, I fell in love with Theo and Lily and just couldn't let them end their story. After a year of waiting, I sincerely hope this is a fitting follow up. This four-part story starts just after 'Prom', and follows our lovebirds to college.

Like most of my stories, this one is long. I left it in the 'first time' category, as our adorable eighteen-year-olds are still their 'firsts'. The plot element that was central to the first story (no spoilers if you haven't read 'Prom'!) might suggest Sci-Fi, but author's prerogative, right?

A huge shout out to my beta readers and editors: thatsbogus and SpotInTheSand, both seasoned Lit authors more experienced than me. Consider browsing their author pages for some great stories. Without their help and input, we might never have seen our cute no-longer-virgins again.

* * *

Sure, your first boyfriend or girlfriend that you really fell for is amazing, but I'm guessing most peoples' story don't start quite like ours. Lily Whitlock and I began our dozen-plus year relationship as something more like frenemies on steroids. We competed at everything from kindergarten on, taking whatever silly task we were focused on to the very edge of being a battle. In retrospect, it was of course because we were more alike then we wanted to admit, but that doesn't register when you're young.

In the first minutes of our shared eighteenth birthdays, April Fool's Day by the way, we each, ahem, relieved ourselves after a party. When we somehow managed to climax at the same time -- in different houses mind you -- we woke up switched.

Like Freaky Friday switched.

No need to explain how terrifying and awkward that was, but with decent communication and a temporary truce, we made it through a week in the other person's body and life. Sheerly out of convenience to help keep our stories straight, we ended up going to prom together. I was occupying her ridiculously attractive body and she was in mine, you remember the story...

In that week, we'd both become resigned to the likelihood that we were stuck. Somehow through all that, we managed to let our respective guard down. Literally living the other person's shoes for a handful of days flipped a switch. The inevitable happened and we fell for each other. Pretty hard. It came as a shock to only the two of us, apparently our friends and family had all been just waiting for it to happen.

Since our prom plans were mostly a sham, we found our way to a deserted parking lot to kill time. We did what teenagers in love do... losing our virginities to each other in whatever time and place our hormones told us was right. I wasn't sure I could trust the girly chemicals invading my brain, but letting Lily make love to me was amazing. We came together there in the dark, and experienced a brief loss of consciousness at the same time. I would have chalked it up to a really good cum, but when we woke up the next morning, we were back.

Our own bodies, own beds, and own lives.

We spent the weekend proving out our theory, for science, of course. Orgasm at the same time, switch bodies when you wake up. Got it.

By the Monday after prom, in the span of just over a week I'd been me, her, me again, back to her, and in one delightful last failing of sexual restraint... back to me. It's probably good we figured everything out in time, because that day was our regional track meet. The last big event before graduation. And as it turned out, a major turning point in both our lives. That's where I'll pick up the story.

Buckle up.

* * *

For about the twentieth time since we got to school that morning, I flashed Lily a little sideways look. It was one of those glances combined with a barely restrained shit-eating grin, like we had a secret we didn't want to share with anyone. The looks we got from classmates suggested we were doing a pretty poor job. A couple of Lily's friends gave us congratulatory nods as we walked in together, brushing fingertips like we weren't sure if we should be holding hands or what.

Jesus, this feels like being in the eighth grade again.

My stomach was in on it too, gyrating in little knots each time I thought about her walking next to me. Actually wanting to be next to me.

I have a girlfriend, and it's Lily Whitlock.

Neither idea made sense yet, even after our weekend of depravity. After everything we'd done after prom, all the unsupervised and definitely adult activities... I still felt giddy just being near her. Every time our eyes locked as we walked down the hallway, she wordlessly said it back to me, and my guts would do another flip.

Me too.

We'd barely separated since we arrived at school. It was the Monday of our regional track meet. We were to leave about halfway through first period, so most of the team just hung out in the hallways and waited for Coach to come fetch us.

We finally got the summons and walked out to the parking lot. Lily and I strolled, pinky fingers intertwined like it was somehow less obvious.

"I still can't believe we're here," she said quietly as we made our way down the steps to the parking lot.

I grinned back. "Here?" I said with a loaded pause, "or here as in our last meet and almost done with school?"

"Yes."

I wanted to risk a kiss, but chickened out.

Coach made her way from the front office. "You're lucky," she said to the group, already toting a clipboard. "Anything under four hours and we get a yellow bus. As Oakmont is a bit over that, we get a nicer ride. She nodded toward the far side of the parking lot where a black tour bus was just rolling over a speed bump.

We all gasped in appreciation at the realization we wouldn't be cramped into a vehicle designed for elementary school kids.

"I have perpetual dibs on the bathroom," Coach continued. "And there are cameras at both ends of the aisle, not that the driver will see anything inappropriate, right?"

"Yes, coach!" called the majority of the team as the bus pulled up.

"Harper, Whitlock," she directed at us, strolling over. "I'm not gonna have any problems with you two, right?"

I cleared my throat and realized Lily's arm was through my elbow. I squeezed it against my side.

"No coach," I grinned, "no problems at all."

"Good." Her steely look softened. "Listen, I'm happy for you," she added quietly, face pulled into something almost like a motherly grin. "But today is about running your butts off. You're both going after scholarships, right?"

"Yes," Lily said definitively. "You think there's gonna be scouts, right?"

"I know for a fact that at least three schools will have people there."

I turned and risked a hand on each of Lily's hips as I stared at her. "We got this, right?"

"Damn straight," said Lily.

Coach rolled her eyes and walked off. I leaned in for a peck before rejoining the group piling onto the coach.

"Should we sit together?" I whispered.

"If you want to," said Lily over her shoulder. "I think the cat's pretty well outta the bag at this point."

"Oh, just sit together already," said Brinn, one of the sprinters. "You two are obviously official now, right?"

We both grinned demurely and simply made our way to the back of the bus.

The bus trundled away and we got on the road. Idle chatter peppered the monotonous drone of the engine and ever-present road noise. Spirits were good, and our most recent practices suggested our team would do well. Maybe not the overall winner, but far from the bottom.

"So Oakmont is my first choice for a backup school," I mentioned as we drove. "It'll be good to see the campus in person today."

"Oh, that's cool," said Lily. "It's my second. What's your top choice?"

"Construction Engineering at Acadia Tech--"

"Oh my gosh," she cut in, "I applied to their Communications and Marketing program. Wouldn't that be something?"

I chuckled to myself. I guess I wasn't surprised our plans lined up so closely. Not that we'd had reasons to compare notes before last week.

"I'm sure we'll both get in, I mean with our grades... I don't think their track program is as good as Oakmont's though."

"True, Acadia is definitely not known for their sports. But a degree is a degree, right?"

The bus ride went rather faster than I would have expected. The group of us chatted nonstop as we made our way east first out through city morning traffic, then out to the freeway. We finally arrived about lunchtime, the entire team noshing on granola bars and energy gels before unloading.

The Oakmont stadium was impressive compared to our single set of bleachers back home. We all piled out in awe of the scale and quality of the buildings. Even the trees dotting the landscape seemed, I don't know... smarter.

"Wow," said Lily genuinely, "looks just like the brochure."

"Huddle up!" Coach called as she stepped off the bus.

We got a short pep talk there in the parking lot, much like the other dozen or more groups of kids huddled around their own busses. After a bit, a handful of college students in brightly colored shirts came out and directed us into the players' entrance of the stadium. Our collective spirits inflated as we exited the tunnel into the bright sunlight and the massive field.

"Alright, remember this is still just a track," said out coach. "The surface is nicer and there are more seats, but you still gotta run. Don't psych yourself out, this is no different than any other race. Well, I guess it is." She wrung her hands and looked more nervous than I felt.

"Kick ass, take names!" I called.

"More or less!" She laughed. "If anyone needs some motivation, maybe come talk with Mr. Harper instead."

I grinned at her, then my teammates. "Like the woman said, just another track, just another race."

"Aren't you extra confident today?" Lily said quietly. "You know something I don't?"

"I just have a good feeling." Truth was, I felt pretty good about everything right now. The afterglow was probably bleeding into everything in my line of vision. "You just watch."

We made our way to the pop-up tents where the university had set up all of the timekeepers, check in tables, and spots to stow our things. Despite well over two hundred high schoolers trickling in, everything was organized and efficient. After registering and double checking our race times, it was on each of us to show up where and when we were supposed to be.

Lily and I trekked up through the stands and found our parents. They'd all insisted on taking time off work to make the trip, owing to this being our last high school sporting events as babies -- even though we were freshly eighteen and had definitely graduated from being children.

As I lined up for my first event, the fifteen hundred, my brain offered an interesting thought. A week ago, I was for all intents and purposes... a girl. I had resigned myself to that fact, and was even planning on running this very race in Lily's body. Well, the women's version of course. The events that transpired in the next span of days transcended anything I could have imagined.

BANG!

As I started to run, the culmination of everything I'd--we'd been through, coursed through me like fuel. Don't peak early, I thought as I put three, then four paces between me and the quickly outdistanced fore runner. I didn't even feel like I was pushing myself.

By lap three I was definitely feeling the burn, but a quick look over my shoulder confirmed my lead. Even with the other activity in the stadium, I could hear voices cheering me on.

By four that afternoon, it became obvious that my optimism was justified. I'd won both the fifteen hundred and the five thousand, which Coach pulled me aside to mention it was quite an upset. I was less than a second off my personal record, which I honestly didn't know was that great to begin with.

Lily did even better. She finished the ten thousand almost twenty seconds before the rest of the pack, and beat her own PR by several seconds. When we finally reunited in a huddle with the rest of the team, everyone was twittering about all our races and chances.

Our team ended up second overall, due to the field sports crew not being quite as overachieving as the track people. Nothing could dampen our spirits though, and the cheering at the medal ceremonies was an extra dopamine. Coach finally pulled us all into a group after things had died down.

"I can't even..." she sniffed, "you guys, for real, I just--"

"We had fantastic coaching," Lily offered.

Coach just grinned and tried to hold it together. "Well, anyway, good job. We'll stop for burgers on the way home. You all want showers, or no?"

"Ohmigod, yes, showers!" said Brinn. "The distance people are rank! No offense," she added.

"None taken," I said magnanimously.

"Visiting team locker rooms are that door," said coach, pointing at one of the tunnels. "I'll find the driver and meet you all at the bus when you're done."

Everyone fetched our bags from the tents and trundled toward the locker rooms. Or as we discovered, locker room.

"Wow, college is different..." I said under my breath as we entered the cavernous room under the stands. Boys and girls in various states of undress buzzed around the room between an area obviously for sinks and toilets, and another with individual shower cubicles with doors. Nobody was exposed any more than you'd see at the beach, but seeing flashes of sports bras and boxer briefs raised eyebrows among our teammates.

With the promise of comfortable coach seats and promised hamburgers however, we quickly got over the novelty of coed bathrooms and got to business.

Our team quickly sorted themselves into available showers, shutting doors behind. Lily and I had brought up the rear of our group, and watched as the number of open stalls quickly decreased.

We came to the realization at the same time.

Only one left.

Her eyes said it so she didn't have to utter it aloud.

With a calm that belied my guts twisting in knots, we slipped into the last open door and closed it behind us. I didn't care if anyone saw, and kinda hoped someone had.

Doesn't matter, we're consenting adults. Making best use of the resources at hand to speed our departure.

All of my adult-y reasoning went out the window as Lily made quick work of stripping out of her sweaty running uniform. I stood there awestruck, still fully dressed, including shoes.

"God, you're beautiful," I whispered.

She flashed me an exasperated look that quickly evaporated.

"Get naked and come shower with me."

I complied without any argument. The endorphins from exertion and being celebrated on the podium were quickly being replaced by another set of chemicals. My cock began to respond accordingly.

"We're not doing that here," she said quietly. "This is to save time, so just tell your friend there to chillax."

"That's not how it works, I think you might remember that."

Lily grinned widely as I stepped into the stream of water next to her.

"We'll do each others' backs, but then no other touching. Deal?"

"Deal, but one kiss first." She didn't protest as I leaned forward and pressed my lips against hers. Her slippery breasts grazed my pecs. I think I felt her shudder.

"Fine, now turn around."

I spun and leaned my forehead against the tile wall. Just the feeling of the hot water cascading over my head and down my body was amazing, but Lily's soapy hands on my back was another level. I instinctively writhed against her as she made admittedly clinical progress on washing my shoulders.

"Alright, now do me."

I lathered up my hands with soap from the wall pump and worked the suds into her skin. I didn't make any attempt to save time as she had, and took the time to dig my thumbs under her shoulder blades where I knew she got tight muscles.

A contented sigh escaped her as I continued to work my hands along her back. By the time I worked down from her shoulders, she'd relaxed and was similarly reacting to my touch. I took the brief liberty of moving to her sides, which of course got my fingers close enough to massage the edges of her breasts.

"Dammit Theo," she huffed unconvincingly. She didn't move or pull away either.

"How am I supposed to not touch?" I whispered. Getting no response, I leaned into her. My chest pressed into her back and gave my arms a full range of motion under hers. I slowly dragged my fingertips up her taut stomach before taking a full handful of perfect tit in each hand. The soap made our skin pleasingly slippery and conducive to rubbing. She went with it until I began to twist her hard nipples between my thumb and finger.

Lily moaned quietly as I continued to lavish attention on her chest. My cock had long since reached its full potential and was currently wedged between her legs. She began to rock her hips against me, the moisture from her lips blending in with he shower water cascading down our bodies.

I joined her movements, thrusting against her body as I slid between her legs.

"Unh, you feel good," she cooed.

The longer we went, the more movement we each gave to our illicit activity. Lily's puffy pussy lips were now covering nearly the entire length of my shaft, often pausing to repeat a little circles when my head brushed against her clit.

I whimpered as my rock hard head nearly slipped in, but instead gave her another jolt of pleasure against her button.

"Shh," she said halfheartedly. "Remember where we are." Her ragged breathing confirmed she didn't care any more than I did.

I could tell she was getting close as our bodies began to slap together rather more loudly. I briefly thought about the shower stalls on either side of us and wondered how much noise was carrying. She craned her head around to kiss me, I think partially to make sure we couldn't speak.

Our tongues danced between lips as she continued to thrust against me.

"Oh shit, Theo, so good..." she managed to make out between kisses.

Lily spasmed a few more times as she climaxed, before going rigid and trapping me between her legs. A few seconds passed before she finally exhaled and relaxed her body. I took a deep breath and let her relish what was left of her release.

I held her against me, taking her weight as her legs went slack. I momentarily basked in her pleasure.

She turned to face me and caught the needy look on my face. I'd reoriented my position in the small cubicle so I could stroke my cock. Her rubbing had gotten me almost there. Between my own lust drive and the small thought that people were probably waiting on us, I knew I just needed to finish, and finish quick.

Lily glanced down at my hand as I jacked the length of my hard tool.

"Wouldn't you rather..." She grinned seductively and sank down onto the small bench on the opposite side of the stall. Spreading her legs wide, she beckoned to me with a finger.

I collapsed to my knees and quickly plunged inside. She took me easily to the hilt in one slow push. I wrapped my arms around her, holding still as I relished the feeling, infinitely better than my hand.

"God, I love being inside you," I said breathlessly in her ear as I began thrusting. "I'll be quick."

Lily wrapped her legs around my ass and encouraged my already enthusiastic pumping.

The telltale slap of skin on skin began to get louder again, my worries about it evaporating as I got closer. The delicious build-up distracted from the pain in my knees against the hard tile floor. I did consciously keep my natural noises to a minimum, which forced me to notice the added sound of the shower spray now hitting the floor in rhythm with our fucking.

"Cum in me, Theo," Lily whispered. "Good boys who win races get what they want... fill me up."

Her situationally-appropriate dirty talk lit my fuse. My brain conflated every good thing that had happened today with the delicious pressure starting in my balls.

"Oh fuck, I'm gonna..." I whimpered.

I didn't finish my sentence. After three more full, deep strokes, my cock erupted. I thrusted in balls deep, and just held it there as I painted the warm confines of Lily's insides with my seed.

I squeezed my lips together to avoid making any more noise, but finally allowed a long, contented sigh in her ear.

As I came down, my brain pointed out the absence of the rhythmic shower sounds we'd been creating for the last few minutes. I opened my eyes and was treated with her eager grin as I pulled myself away.

"Another first place," she said cheekily. "But come on, we need to get out of here and onto the bus."

I nodded and reached up to turn the water off.

We got dried off and dressed rather quickly. We shared a few looks at the door and had an unspoken conversation about how to leave, whether one of us should try and slip out before the other. We eventually and wordlessly decided to just own it and walk out. Maybe the locker room would still be busy enough with everyone's comings and goings not to draw attention.

I craned my head out the door, hefting my backpack onto a shoulder as Lily followed. I looked up, mortified to see nearly our entire team standing in a loose group, eyes boring into us.

Brinn started a slow clap that soon caught and spread through the rest of our classmates. I'm sure my cheeks were still red from running, but the rising temperature suggested they were going crimson. I just shrugged and grinned, then grabbed Lily's hand in a final gesture of who gives a shit. There was no malice on their faces, just amusement.

We ended up leading the pack out the door into the painfully bright sunlight back inside the stadium grounds.

I turned to see both sets of parents making their way down the stands to come congratulate us again. I caught my dad's eye as they got closer, he was signaling to look behind me. A balding man in a polo shirt with a large embroidered O was making a beeline for us from the opposite side. I squeezed Lily's hand and we slowed. Our speculation was cut short as he stopped right in front of us.

"Harper and Whitlock?" he said without much question in his voice.

"That's us," I answered with a nod.

"Bob Spears," he said, reaching out to shake our hands in turn.

I glanced backward over my shoulder. The entire team and our parents shared the same proud but expectant looks. Lily's mom was giving us the shoo wave, like we were going to ignore the guy I was pretty sure was a college recruiter.

"Oakmont Athletics recruiter," he continued, dispelling any further doubt. "You two had quite the performances today! Miss Whitlock even managed a PR, if my stats are correct."

"They are," said Lily humbly. "Just pushed a little extra."

"Well, if you had it in the tank, today was the day to use it." Bob smiled widely and glanced down at our intertwined fingers. "So you two are... together?"

"Something like that," I said. "It's kinda new."

"Adorable," he said with a grin. "Have either of you considered an Oakmont education?"

The next few minutes went by in a blur. When Bob finally took his leave, we found our group had left the stadium.

I turned to look at Lily and let out an exhale rather like the one I had in the showers. Our eyes locked, both our faces wearing an excited mix of emotions.

"Did that just happen?"

"Yeah," I giggled, "it did!" I took her hand again and led us out through the tunnel toward the parking lot and the busses.

Both sets of parents were chatting with Coach as we approached. She saw us coming first and wrung her hands.

"Well?" she said nervously.

My folks looked less apprehensive and a bit more proud, they could tell.

"Full ride for track, four years for both of us," I managed to croak out.

"And guaranteed spots on the cross country team too, if we want them," Lily added.

Everyone in earshot erupted in congratulations, hugs, and back-slaps. Most of the already-loaded bus emptied as our teammates got in on the action.

After a few minutes, my mom finally pulled me aside and hugged me close.

"Theo, I'm so proud of you." She kissed my cheek and pulled away to look at me. "I know Acadia is your first choice, and your dad and I will find a way to make it happen if you get in. I know they don't do track scholarships..."

"I know. But Oakmont's great too. And it's a full ride, like school and housing and food and everything!"

"I know, sweetie," she beamed.

"Plus, well..." I nodded toward Lily, she and her parents similarly entwined in proud conversation.

"Yeah," said mom knowingly. "Seems like the universe is kind of lining things up for you, isn't it?"

"Who am I to argue with the universe?"

The whole team rode the bus home on cloud nine, but nobody more than Lily and me. We kissed in the parking lot before leaving and shared a look that didn't need words to go with it.

With a night to sleep on our recent change in outlook, we arrived at school the next day in predictably similar states of mind. It delighted me to no end to see Lily Whitlock giving zero fucks about school, but truth was I was right there myself. Short of maybe murdering the principal, neither of us could be denied graduating and continuing onward to the bright futures we'd just cemented.

We officially committed to Oakmont at the end of the week, taking what seemed like a reasonable amount of time to think about it. Whether because of us, or maybe in some cosmic twist of fate, Adam and Chrissy, the similarly new 'prom couple' I'd set up, had announced their intentions to attend Oakmont as well. I was secretly glad to have someone in addition to Lily there. Not that I would mind being each other's sole support system, but more is better, right?

* * *

The rest of the school year passed in a blur of still giving mild enthusiasm to school work, but mostly hanging out together and with friends as we dreamt of our now shared futures. Adam and Chrissy became fixtures at our houses, the 'Oakmont Crew' as we'd been labeled. It didn't take long before we agreed to request each other as roommates. Me and Adam, Lily and Chrissy.

Graduation was an all-out affair and our families had effectively combined for the purposes of celebrating. Both sides had extended relatives come in from all over the country, including Lily's grandmother with the fake eye that I managed to convincingly play along with that I'd never met.

It was almost strange being myself around her family. I'd had to play the part of Lily Whitlock during her eighteenth birthday celebration, just like she'd done for me. Somehow being around both families that we both had to rightfully deceive was a bit of a mind fuck. We pulled it off again though, this time in way better moods about our respective futures.

Our folks had rented the community center near our houses for the big party the next day, and it was truly awesome. The building became a kind of central gathering spot for everyone in our circle of friends. Everyone came, eating and talking and laughing. I couldn't imagine a better way to end our high school careers.

As dusk fell and people started to leave, we helped clean up like the dutiful now-adults we were. We'd both ridden with our parents to the shindig, but decided a walk home together would be a much better way to end the day. I checked the front doors of the center one more time as our parents drove off, giving us proud looks in the rear view mirrors.

I took her hand and started walking, deliberately slow and meandering.

"Well, we did it," I said.

"Yes we did," Lily echoed. "Not like there was any question we were gonna graduate, but after..."

"Right? I still can hardly believe that shit was real. You don't think that's just a normal thing, right?"

"Switching bodies by having orgasms at the same time? No, I'm pretty sure that would be in a medical journal somewhere."

"Well, however it happened, I'm glad."

"Cause you got to inhabit this ball of hot mess for a week and touch yourself whenever you wanted?" she flashed me a trademark evil grin.

"Well, I mean I did that, obviously, but," I stopped on the sidewalk and pulled her to me for a kiss, which she reciprocated willingly. "It got me you... I mean, us." I held her face in my hands and tried to keep from choking up.

"Theo Harper, are you going soft on me?" She craned up and pecked my cheek.

"Never!" I said, pulling her along again. "But it was fun, switching for a while."

"It was," she said quietly. "Would you..."

"Do it again?" I cut in.

"I mean your room is gross and you smell different, but it was kinda fun. And when we..."

"Yeah, I know. I still can't believe the first time I had sex was as a girl. And well, with myself. That's multiple levels of effed up."

"Hey, lemons, lemonade," she laughed. "It wouldn't have been my first choice either. But Theo... I wouldn't trade it for anything."

"Me either."

"So, we have all summer," she said casually. "I mean, we're gonna continue to have sex because obviously, but will we..."

"I'm not opposed," I said tentatively. "I mean there's always some reasonable mathematical probability it'll happen on its own."

"So maybe we just roll the dice and see what happens? That doesn't sound very much like us."

"I know, right? But I think I like it, let the universe decide."

"Very new age of you, Theo. Sure, you know what, I'm down." Lily stopped and smiled widely at me. "Like you said, it got us here."

* * *

We spent the first week of summer probably how you'd expect, sleeping, catching up on Netflix till the wee hours of the morning, and generally enjoying not having school to worry about. We came and went as we pleased, both pushing at the boundaries of our previous house rules. With my place still usually vacant during weekdays, we took the opportunity to use my bed rather more enthusiastically than it was used to.

Our carnal activities didn't end up synching up naturally for the first few weeks. When it finally happened, we had an interesting discussion about how we were going to deal with it. We could of course have taken the effort to ensure we'd switch back the following morning, but Lily offered me a deal. Two days later, her family was supposed to go to her grandparents cabin somewhere in the middle of nowhere for the Fourth of July. She'd always detested the trip, the fireworks and family potluck and sharing a room with her little sister. We ended up coming to the agreement that I'd go in her place, with a future credit of sorts for something I wanted to get out of.

I had a great time, never having had extended family close by or a sibling to share it with. Zoey and I were thick as thieves, spending most of the trip acting like middle schoolers. On the evening of the holiday, we got into a pretty spectacular firecracker-throwing with a particularly irritating set of cousins that absolutely had it coming. They're ten and twelve! Her mom scolded us, without much conviction in her voice.

Having spent much of the holiday weekend in a bikini around some admittedly attractive but appropriately aged cousins that I was not actually related to... I was pretty horny when we got back. Lily was waiting for me in the driveway when we pulled in, ready to whisk me out on a date which was of course a feeble excuse to go somewhere and have sex. She was rather enthusiastic as she railed me in the back seat of my car, and took the matter of my climax literally in her hands as she rubbed at my clit while plunging her nine inches into my body.

It was only a week later when I called in my end of the bargain. My dad was eager to put up a greenhouse my mom had bought online. I looked at the directions one evening and knew the direct-from-China translated instructions would be hours of sweating in the sun and listening to my dad cuss at the thousand or so parts that weren't well-labeled.

It happened to work out even better that Lily's mom had scheduled mani-pedis for us during the second day of backyard construction. I came over to my own house afterward, my currently borrowed hands and feet even softer and smoother, and now wearing coats of pastel pink polish. She gave me a hungry look as I walked into the backyard, sweat dripping off her forehead. She'd already ditched her shirt, and I had to admit my body wasn't bad looking, especially from these eyes. I kissed her hungrily, right in front of my dad, who looked like he was having a minor medical issue watching his son getting some reasonably steamy smooches from his girlfriend.

God, if he had any idea what was really going on, he'd have an actual heart attack.

* * *

Lily and I both discussed the idea of getting summer jobs for some extra spending money. We'd resolved to go pick up applications the next day, but our families sprung surprises on us that night at a barbecue at my folks' house. Both families had planned celebratory vacations as part of our graduation gifts. The parents had already taken the time off work, and of course Zoey was out of school.

We were each allowed to pick our trip, within financial reasonableness of course. I'm sure the parents had discussed and agonized over it privately, but the real kicker was that both families agreed that our significant others could come along. If there was any question to our relationship status before, getting invited on a trip with your boyfriend's or girlfriend's family sealed it.

My head immediately went to Sweet, double vacations! but quickly pivoted to the genuine elation of spending more time with my significant other, my girlfriend, Lily. While they didn't come out at say it, both sets of parents gave us the unexpected latitude to be adults, if you get my drift.

My family's vacation came first, only a few weeks after school got out. I'd picked a road trip to the big-budget amusement and water park I'd loved as a kid. Even though we were staying for several days, Dad insisted we leave at the literal crack of dawn so we could beat traffic and be first in line at opening. The day before, Mom pulled me aside as if it was perfectly normal, and asked what time Lily was coming over.

"Figured we'd pick her up on the way out of town," I said, wondering what kind of trap I was stepping into.

"Sweetie, no... we can't disturb her entire house at that horrible hour."

"Okay, I guess she can stay here and wake up with the rest of us lunatics?"

"That's the spirit," she said with a twinkle. "Now go clean the pig sty and change your sheets so she's not grossed out."

I mentally forced my mouth to stay closed as I took it in... My mom just told me to have my girlfriend stay the night. In my room. In my bed.

"Yeah, good thinking," I said as casually as I could.

I'd immediately harbored the idea that Lily's parents wouldn't allow it, but they had apparently similarly brushed it off. She pulled up just after dinner, a small suitcase in tow.

"Hey you," she said as I met her at the front door. "Can you believe this?"

"Right?" I said, pulling her in for a kiss. "Come on in."

We exchanged pleasantries with my parents and they gushed over her willingness to join us. You know, like the hottie that was head over heels for their baby boy wouldn't jump at the chance to spend more time with him... I didn't say any of that out loud, obviously. My folks turned in ridiculously early, leaving us to our whims.

Knowing what time we'd be forcibly awakened, we went to bed early too. We truly made love that night. No hurrying, worried in the back seat of a car, but slowly and sensually in the place I was most comfortable. Lily used her lips, tongue, and hands to slowly coax my load into her mouth, an act I was more than happy to reciprocate. About halfway through orally pleasuring her, she flipped onto her stomach, face into my pillow as to not disturb my sleeping parents. I had to put a pillow under her stomach to raise her up a bit, but it gave me a nice look at her ass as switched from eating her out to plowing my cock into her gorgeous body.

Both temporarily sated, we considered calling it an evening and going to sleep. After a few minutes of cuddling though, I knew sleeping wasn't going to happen just yet. Easing into her from behind as we spooned, I slowly rubbed circles around her clit to make sure she climaxed before me. I used the same hand a few moments later to hold her upturned hip as I thrusted harder and deeper against her beautiful rear end. I bit my lip as I came, nuzzling into her backside. We stayed just like that as we fell asleep. I didn't even remember pulling out, only feeling the wet spot on my sheets sometime in the middle of the night.

The trip was fantastic. We'd both had our brains so focused on college and the future and adulting that it felt wonderful to be in kid mode again. We rode every ride, screamed on the roller coasters, and ate copious quantities of nutritionally dubious food. We did manage a little under-the-surface messing around at the water park, but the shared hotel room with my folks cut down any possibility of a vacation rendezvous. Honestly, we ended each day so pleasingly spent that we all just wanted to crash anyway.

Lily's choice of vacations was quite different. She picked a camping trip up near a mountain lake that her family frequented. They bought another tent for the 'kids' to sleep in, with only a somewhat direct suggestion that we should behave ourselves for the benefit of sixteen-year-old Zoey.

Camping was amazing and fun for different reasons, and a nice contrast to my asphalt and chlorine and corn dogs adventure. We hiked, swam, made s'mores... everything you'd expect from a campout in the woods. My family wasn't really the outdoorsy type, so the Whitlocks made sure to indoctrinate me into all the appropriate activities and traditions.

Mr. Whitlock, Jeff, as he insisted, even poured me a generous glass of whiskey as we all sat around the campfire one evening. His wife gave him a pointed stare, but didn't say anything. I sipped on the burning, amber liquid as the entire family chatted animatedly in our fabric folding chairs as twilight gave way to darkness.

Perhaps emboldened by the liquid courage, I squeezed Lily's hand and asked if she wanted to go see the the lake at night. It sounded cheesy as it came out, but I was committed at that point. She grinned and followed me, perfectly aware of my less-than-noble intentions. We made out under the moonlight sitting on a rock as the waves lapped quietly at the shore. By the time I stood to stretch, we were both horny enough to ignore any inhibitions that might have otherwise stopped us.

We stole back up the trail towards camp and peeked from behind a tree. The three of them were still around the campfire. We shared a look and ducked into the tent, pulling the zipper to the door and our sleeping bags slowly to not make the telltale ziiiiiip sound.

"Do you think we have a little while?" I whispered.

"They haven't even started singing yet," Lily giggled.

"Like for real?" I asked, stripping out of my clothes. I watched as Lily's shadowy form got naked as well.

"Yup, for real. Just be quiet, okay?"

"I'll do my best ma'am," I said, crawling into her sleeping bag. "Are you joining me, or what?"

"Oh, I'm gonna join your brains out," she said with more than a hint of snark as she crawled in beside me. Our cold skin pressed together and began to instantly warm.

Being in a single sleeping bag with a chill in the outside air was delicious. I carefully crawled between Lily's open legs, our chests together as we kissed. Our faces were close enough for low whispers, not that we had much to talk about other than the pleasure we were bringing each other. Risking a bit more noise as things built, I took deeper and harder thrusts into her willing body. Barely seeing the look on her face in the darkness, I realized we were going to arrive at the same time.

"It's okay, Theo," she panted, "we got this, just don't stop."

I obliged, releasing several days of pent up lust inside her womb. Not having any contrasting light in my field of vision, I wasn't sure we'd cum at the same time until I regained my senses, still inside her and laying together, sweating.

"I like camping sex," I giggled quietly.

"Me too," Lily whispered back. "But we'd better get into our own sleeping bags before Zoey gets back. You know, protect those innocent eyes."

"Good thought."

We unzipped Lily's bag in the center of our threesome, allowing me to get into the freezing cold nylon sack on the other side of her.

"Brrr!" I shivered as I awkwardly pulled on sweats and a t-shirt inside the sleeping bag. "I guess this is fair, considering you get the wet spot in yours."

"That's okay," she responded with a devious grin, "you'll have it in the morning."

I laughed out loud, having forgotten where I'd be waking up. "Shit."

* * *

The walls of the tent glowed with early morning light when I roused. I was laying on my side, back facing Lily, who was now of course inhabiting my body. A deep sigh escaped me, the first few moments in her softer, curvier form was always a pleasant wake-up. I yawned and rubbed the sleep from my eyes, startled to see Zoey staring at me wide eyed, less than a foot away.

"Mornin'," she whispered. "Sleep good?"

"Mhmm hmm," I said, my brain working very hard to project Lily onto my words and barely moving thought processes.

"I bet," Zoey giggled.

I raised an eyebrow at her. "What's that supposed to mean?"

"I just..." she trailed off. "You get to bring your booooyyyyyy-friend camping, and you guys are so cute and are always giving each other those looks." she grinned.

"Well, yeah. I was actually surprised that mom and dad let it happen, but yeah... we are pretty cute, right?"

Zoey propped herself up on her elbow and continued to stare at me as her expression softened. "Is he asleep?"

"I... dunno, probably."

"Can I ask you something?"

"Always." I tried to make it not sound like a nervous question.

"How did you know Theo was the right one?"

Oh god, are we really doing this?

"It's not like we're getting married or anything, Z."

Zoey dropped her voice to a whisper. "I know, dummy, but date, like officially. I thought you'd wait until you were thirty to get a boyfriend or become a nun or something."

My mind raced in a thousand directions, about half of them focused on how would Lily answer?

"Z... it's complicated."

"No it's not," she interrupted. "You love him, right?"

Screeeeeech.

I'd deliberately not gone there. Neither of us had dated before, and I'd certainly never more than crushed on anyone else. Nothing as serious as would suggest the L word. Somehow though, I knew how I had to answer.

I gathered every bit of just-woke-up courage I could muster.

"Yes."

She grinned widely. "Then it's just deciding it's worth the risk and going for it?"

"Well, yeah, but--"

"I see the way your face changes when you guys are together."

I stared at the ceiling of the tent for a moment and let out a long sigh. My brain quickly offered a chemistry lesson with oxytocin and dopamine, but I knew that's not where this should go. My mouth seemed to just go on autopilot.

"You know when you have a crush, every time you see that person, you light up inside? Then if it goes further, like you actually start talking and maybe flirting, you start thinking about them all the time."

Zoey nodded timidly.

"Okay, imagine that you get over that hump, and you know without a doubt that he likes you the same way. Then, your body starts gets in on it. Every time he touches your arm or hugs you or leans down enough to kiss you..."

She parroted my sigh.

Where do I go with this?

"When you feel that way about someone, and somehow they feel the same about you... it's the best thing in the world." I stopped and sniffed, hearing the words leave my mouth, Lily's soft and endearing voice made it sound even sweeter. I could see Zoey's eyes misting up.

"It sounds amazing," Zoey whispered.

"When it's right," I answered. "Not that I have much to compare it to, but I think--"

"I know. Theo really is..."

"Yeah," I said, knowing that the names and bodies really didn't matter at this point.

"Lily..." she finally croaked out, "thank you. I hope I'm as lucky as you someday."

"Ohmigod, you will be," I said, cracking a wide grin. "You'll have your pick of amazing guys."

"I mean, it's not like they haven't tried to ask me out already," she said demurely. "Would you..."

"What?"

"If I needed a little help sussing out a good one from the maybe not-so-good ones, would you gimme some advice?"

"Of course!" I wiped at my eyes and pulled lunged to pull her into a hug. "Not like any of them are good enough for my baby sister, but..." I giggled as I held her to me.

She squeezed me tight and finally let go a few minutes later.

"Thanks. Ima go see what mom and dad are up to, I'm sure they cooked breakfast like two hours ago. Do you and mister studly need some more sleepy time?"

"Nah" I giggled, "We'll be up in a minute. Just tell 'em to save us some bacon, okay?"

"You got it."

Zoey extricated herself from her sleeping bag and bounded away without another word. I laid back on my pillow and stared at the roof of the tent, hoping I hadn't just ruined her for boys or dating and relationships. My breathing had slowed markedly and I was just about to drift off again.

"You love me, huh?"

The dissonance in hearing my own voice say something so personal woke me back up with a start. I gasped and turned to look at her. Maybe it was the fresh estrogen coursing through my veins.

"Yeah."

The warmth in her eyes nearly melted me.

"I'm glad it's not one sided then." She must have seen the still tentative need on my face. "Theo Harper, I love you too."

"I just, I mean... we've--" I tripped over words.

I fought back a sob and scooted toward her. I closed my eyes and just let her kiss me, feeling her stubble against my smooth cheeks. We couldn't get properly close enough in separate sleeping bags, but her powerful arms held my head and shoulders enough to calm me as we snuggled into each other. She spoke quietly in my ear.

"I almost lost it listening to you two," she said quietly. "I'm amazed how you talked to her, how you explained it. I don't think I would have done as good a job."

I squeezed her close, inhaling my own now very-noticeable masculine scent, a mix of deodorant and campfire and lake water.

"Well obviously, not in that big dumb body."

Lily chuckled.

"It must have been hard for you to admit that just now," I went on, nuzzling down against her firm chest, "me doing something better than you."

Our bodies shook together as she laughed, now a bit less restrained.

"Well, it's obviously easier for you when you get to run around in this sexiness with all those well-tuned emotions."

"I can't argue with that." I finally relaxed into her. "Wasn't very nice of you though, eavesdropping on a very private conversation."

She pushed my head away enough to give me an incredulous look.

"Because bolting awake to tell my sister that she was actually talking to my boyfriend who just happened to be inhabiting my body because we orgasmed at the same time last night... would be better?"

I bit my lip and stifled a smile. "I guess we'll never know..."

* * *

The remainder of the summer was a pleasant mix of hanging out with friends, planning and shopping for college, and as it turned out, working.

We both ended up agreeing that summer jobs, however short, would indeed be worth it to having some extra cash for our next year away from home. I got a line cook job at my favorite burger joint with strict instructions from Lily not to flirt with the waitresses on roller skates, regardless of how cute or sexy I might find them. I stipulated my agreement only based on her willingness to commit to the same terms at the driving range where her dad managed to get her an interview. After a week dealing with guys making jokes about shafts and balls, she half-seriously asked if knowing how to roller skate was the only requirement for serving burgers.

When we finally loaded up that Sunday in September, we both knew that our best times were still ahead.

* * *

We stood on the sidewalk in front of the dorm and watched our parents' cars slowly pull away. Even though we were both tired from the drive and sore from moving furniture and boxes, seeing them leave triggered something. We both felt it...

Freedom. Adulthood. Responsibility.

A decidedly strange but wonderful mix of emotions swirled inside my head as our parents got further away, leaving us to our own devices in a strange city.

"I think Adam and Chrissy are probably busy," I said. "You wanna go get some food?"

"Yeah." Lily grinned and took my hand. "I assume you already scoped out places to eat?"

"Obviously," I said. "You gonna miss your family?" I asked as we began to walk.

"Eventually. They've been so clingy for the past few weeks, like I'm leaving home forever and ever."

"You could be," I said seriously. "What if you got summer internships and a job right after graduation?"

"Huh, I guess I hadn't thought about that. One thing at a time though. I'm just looking forward to--"

"Being across the hall from yours truly and being able to summon me to meet your every carnal desire?"

Lily laughed brightly. "Well, that too. I was actually gonna say meeting new people and not being in high school."

"I hear that. I'll try and not make friends with everyone immediately, you know, so you can have some too."

"Thanks, mister attention whore," she joked. "I'm going to be more outgoing, and you're gonna help me like you promised."

* * *

We settled easily into college life. With our different majors, we didn't have classes together, which was new for us. We did both make new friends, and of course hung out with our roommates as a foursome quite often.

It took several weeks before the novelty of coming and going as we pleased wore off, probably about the same time as serious homework started. Time in the library or curled up on the bed with a textbook seemed to occupy more hours than I would have thought reasonable, but hey... college. I lamented the extra effort I had to put into my classes, high school never having challenged me anything like this.

We all joined a few clubs each. Lily and I found a running group that would help us prepare for the upcoming Cross Country season. Even though it was just for general conditioning, we usually ended up in an unofficial race by the end of the run. She won as often as I did, both of us taking our fitness goals up a notch to fulfill the expectations of our scholarships for Spring Track.

Living in a coed dorm was another interesting adjustment. Without any rules about guys and girls occupying each others' living space, things went down pretty much like you'd expect. It wasn't uncommon to walk into the bathroom and see two pairs of feet under a shower door. Lily and I never had to resort to such extremes, as our opportune roommate situation made it much easier.

Even still, there was quite a bit less sexy time than I would have hoped, again owing to our course load and extracurriculars. We ended up with a kind of unspoken agreement with Adam and Chrissy. Nothing as obvious as the old tie on the doorknob, but a single quick message in our group text. We used emojis and funny GIFs to signify that either couple wanted some alone time. Whoever sent the message would get their room, the other couple would simply go to the opposite. If we wanted to sleep over, we'd add the Zzzz to whatever crude symbol we'd chosen. Overnights were obviously almost always on Fridays or Saturdays. Even in college, school nights were still a thing.

I remember the first time Adam and Chrissy had called a sleepover and Lily and I didn't have sex. We'd come from running club and were wet, cold, and sore. We did make out a bit in a shared shower that felt amazing, but ended up slipping into my tiny bed and holding each other as we fell asleep. I remember feeling both very tired and very adult.

The next morning I remember a distinct feeling of satisfaction. Not the same nervous excitement that preceded going to college, or the butterflies that developed the first week Lily and I had switched places. This was something more like a kind of certainty. Maybe not rock solid, but it felt like my life was heading in the right direction and I couldn't honestly think of anything I would change.

As we lay there in my bed, I had an interesting set of thoughts chain together. For as long as I could remember, Lily and I had been opponents, rivals. While our competitiveness was often frustrating and made more work for both of us, it also pushed us to do better. If we could piss the other person off in the process, that much better. Now that we were together, it felt like we were a team or sorts. A single united front against whatever challenges the world was going to throw at us. A small but intense part of me missed the cats and dogs Theo and Lily. Perhaps a very small part.

* * *

As the first term wore on, the familiar rigors of academia got us back into a groove. Nearly all our energy was poured into a new level of responsibility and effort we didn't have in high school. We were of course up to the challenge.

As if the universe had heard my most inner thought, a longing for some of the old us, it delivered in short order. The new challenge set before us was channeled through chest-high Chrissy one Friday evening in the dining hall. We were all in good spirits for the weekend, choking down the marginally edible food which was tonight, something resembling barbecued chicken.

Chrissy broke our small talk with a wicked smirk and a shifty glance between the four of us.

"So I've been trying to convince Adam to do NNN, I read that it makes the first time afterward... really good. Of course he's not excited about it."

"I just said it's a silly challenge that some moron on the internet thought up. Probably wasn't getting some anyway!" Adam protested.

"What's NNN?" said Lily rather loudly.

I stifled a laugh and pulled her close to me.

"No Nut November," I whispered. "No sex, no getting off of any kind. You know, nutting..." I added.

Her eyes went wide before she grinned. "So it's like a self control exercise, which isn't horrible, but..."

"People usually turn it into a competition," Adam piped up.

It took less than a second for Lily's eyes to light up, and me to stare daggers at Adam.

Jesus dude, now it's a contest. You just fed the dragon. Fan-fucking-tastic.

"So we should do it, the four of us," said Chrissy brightly. Lily was nodding along.

Adam I and shared a dark look.

Hope he knows this is his fault.

"Should we make it interesting?" said Lily with a sly smile.

"Like how?" I dared to ask.

"How about first one out has to do everyone else's laundry until Christmas break?"

"What about the next person out?" I asked, raising an eyebrow.

"They have to fold and iron or something..."

"And if comes down to the last person standing," said Lily, "she or he gets..." she pursed her lips and thought for a moment. "Gets room service breakfast every day, all month until we leave for break."

"How is just one person gonna be left?" I asked, "I mean, we're together, and they're together."

"Like none of us take care of urges... alone?" said Lily under her breath.

Adam and I shared a shifty glance, like the occasional wank and having a girlfriend were somehow supposed to be mutually exclusive. Chrissy nervously stared off elsewhere.

"No point in denying we all rub one out every now and then. We'll have to be on the honor system and self-report, obviously," Lily continued.

"I think we're looking at this the wrong way," I said, crossing my arms. "We should have a shared goal and if we all manage to make it, we should reward ourselves for delaying our gratification."

"Psych 101 this term?" Lily asked with a smile.

"Maybe," I laughed. "But that doesn't make it wrong."

"Alright then, if we do all manage to abstain..." she thought hard for a moment. "We'll go to the fanciest restaurant in town and order their finest things stuffed with their second finest things."

I chuckled at her excellent Simpsons reference and grinned at her.

"Well, how is that, mister positive reinforcement?"

"I like it," I said.

She laughed derisively. "Doesn't matter, I think somebody is gonna crack."

I saw her giving me a rather pointed look.

"Yeah, I'm sure somebody might!" I volleyed, not hiding my direct stare back at her.

"Guys..." said Chrissy, "I think we can all do it! It's only a month."

"Yeah, that's the spirit!" I said.

There's no way.

We took our trays back and headed out for the walk to the dorms.

"November is the day after tomorrow," said Chrissy as we headed out into the chilly darkness. "I assume we're gonna want sleepovers tonight?"

We all shared a knowing glance and nodded.

Adam and Chrissy latched hands and walked ahead.

"Well that was a little rude," I said offhandedly once they were out of earshot.

"What's that?"

"Insinuating that I can't live without touching myself for a month."

She giggled. "I've had the unique opportunity of experiencing your hormones and your other... things. I have to admit you're at a disadvantage for this particular challenge."

"So you think you're just gonna win, huh?"

"It's highly likely."

I stopped on the sidewalk and spun to look at her. "Because you have more self restraint, or because I'm apparently biologically unable to keep it in my pants?"

"Both," Lily laughed. "Now remember, wash everything on cold, and bras have to come out before the rest goes in the dryer."

"Gaslight much?"

"Well, you'll have this to look at every day too," she added, grinning and gesturing at her body, "and I'm sure as hell not going to lose by letting you, you know..."

That tiny part of my brain that missed our rivalry had grabbed the reigns.

"You know what," I taunted, "if you really wanna make this a competition, we should make it fair."

Holy shit, am I really going there?

My train of thought had already started the words before I had the time to think them through.

"And how will we do that?"

I lowered my voice. "We'll switch for the month. You and your superior mental stamina should have no problem keeping my monkey hormones in check."

Dude, what the actual fuck are you doing?

Lily stared at me, contemplating. I could tell she was running through every possible scenario, how we'd attend classes, take tests, deal with cohabitating with our unknowing roommates for an entire month. The satisfied smirk blossomed on her pretty face as the pit in my stomach finally flipped itself in a complete circle.

"I think it's a great idea," she said cheerily. "You'll get to-- you know what? Never mind. I accept your terms."

The smug look on her face chilled the blood in my veins.

"Good!" I said, trying to regain some composure. "I think it'll be fun," I added, knowing I wasn't convincing either of us. I already started thinking about ways I could easily sabotage her chances, a stray touch or an outfit that showed a little cleavage. My thoughts swirled in a thousand different directions again, working angles and possibilities. I jerked back to reality when she began to pull me down the sidewalk again.

"If we're really gonna do this, you know what we hafta go do now."

My brain was a confusing fog of competitiveness, adoration for the beautiful girl next to me, and plain and simple lust. "Yeah," I answered, "we should go do that."

We shared a look and began power walking down the wide path until we'd caught up to Adam and Chrissy. We rode the elevator up in silence, everyone apparently okay with the unspoken fact that we knew exactly what was going to happen in a brief span of minutes. With a shared glance as we approached our doors, they went left to the guys' room, we went to the girls'.

Lily was on me as soon as the door shut behind us. Her lips were insistent against mine, tongue forcing its way in my willing mouth. We broke our kisses just long enough to remove clothing and stagger toward the bed. Our shared horniness almost felt like a scene from a movie when the love interests finally get time alone, uninhibited and unbridled.

I wish I could say we made the most passionate, the most tender love we had ever shared, but that would be a a bit of a fib. We were fucking, plain and simple. Given the knowledge that you couldn't have something you loved for a month, my monkey brain went after it as fast as it could. Despite knowing that we were supposed to orgasm together for our upcoming challenge, I just couldn't hold out. I came almost violently as Lily's bed banged against the wall.

She flashed me a double-edged look that quickly softened.

"I love you Theo, but I need to cum too. Remember?"

"Uh huh," I said, still riding the wave of my orgasm down. "Just gimme a minute, 'kay?"

I rolled off her and panted for a few minutes in the tiny space on her dorm bed.

Again, rather like a Survivor contestant at a buffet, my cock began to swell for the thing I wanted most and knew I was about to not have. Lily. I propped up on my elbow and stared at her gorgeous, naked form. Her chest was still rising and falling rapidly in the aroused state in which I'd selfishly left her. By the time I was fully hard again, she had straddled me and began lavishing attention on my chest and neck.

After a few moments she spun around and began to suck on me. Her ass was pointed right at my face so I took the opportunity given me and dove into her messy pussy with my mouth and tongue. Only a few minutes had passed in our frenzied sixty-nine when I'd ended up with most of my own load in my mouth, directly from the warm spot in which I'd left it moments earlier. Having essentially given myself a blowjob several times already, I didn't find it repulsive. Lily's own juices and arousal was mixed in with the creamy mess and coated most of my mouth and cheeks by the time we got close.

We intuited each other's impending climaxes well. I think we were both moaning loud enough for our neighbors to hear, but were long past caring. It's not like they hadn't heard two different couples going at it in this room...

Lily's lips were stretched wide around the very base of my cock as I began spurting deep into her throat. Her own orgasm added to the wetness drenching my face as she ground her cunt against my mouth. We both muffled our appreciative noises as our equilibriums began to falter and sway.

Her glistening opening were the first thing I saw when my vision came back. I could feel her cheek and hair on my thigh as she lay on me, giving me a kind of upside down hug. After a few minutes she hoisted herself up and turned around to lay next to me. With a cummy kiss, we sighed and fell asleep.

* * *

I woke the next morning with Lily's now-larger arm draped across the spectacular pair of tits on the body I now occupied. I inhaled deeply, relishing the smell of her next to me, always one of the first differences I noticed with switching.

"Good morning, you," I said dreamily. She roused and held me closer.

"G'morning," she croaked out in my voice. Her eyes peeled open and took me in. She sighed loudly and gently ran a hand from my collarbone to my thigh, lingering on a hardening nipple in the path. "Last night was nice. I'm not sure I can go without this for a whole month."

"You're welcome to forfeit now. I mean, my laundry's not all that hard to do."

She smirked and exhaled. "Not gonna happen."

"I totally forgot today is Halloween... are we still going to that party tonight?"

"Jeez, right! Yeah, I mean sure-- we might as well. Free drinks, right?"

I chuckled. "Yeah. But wait, what kind of costume did you get?"

"No spoilers, you have to agree we're going first," she said with an evil smirk.

"Fine," I said, not wanting to get competitive this early in the morning. "I already tried on my Superman costume. It fits."

"Oh good. Mine is pretty stretchy, I wouldn't worry about the fit." The look on her face said my growing worry was well-founded.

We snuggled for a few more minutes before a knock at the door jarred us back to reality. Chrissy waltzed in like it was her room, well, because it was.

"Rise and shine, horndogs!" she called. She stooped to pick up my pants and underwear, still on the floor, then tossed them at Lily.

My stomach twisted, the thought of me living in this room for the next month somehow became very real.

Lily grabbed the lower half of her outfit and managed to pull them on under the covers before hopping out of bed.

"Did you wear Adam out good?" she asked, finding my shirt.

"Yeah, pretty much," said Chrissy with a wide smile. "Are we still doing Dean's party tonight?"

"We were just talking about that," I piped up. "We're game if you are."

"Oh, absolutely. I wouldn't miss seeing you in that skanky costume for anything!"

I coughed. "Oh, totally!" I tried to feign some kind of confidence that I knew what was going on.

Lily bent down and gave me a quick peck before making her way to the door. "Guess we'll see you guys this afternoon then. Bye."

We shared a look, connecting our probably similar emotional threads.

We're going to be each other for an entire month.

She blew me a dramatic kiss and closed the door. The sound slammed home the reality of what I'd agreed to.

"Ohmigod, last night!" Chrissy squealed once she heard the door to their room shut. She proceeded to give me a nearly play-by-play account of her and Adam's evening, that apparently stretched into the small hours of the morning. I had to do some deep breathing to get over the visuals of my roommate doing... things.

Oh shit, I wonder if Lily talks about us?

When Chrissy had finished, the expectant look on her face suggested the answer was yes. I gave an abbreviated version of our brief escapades, minus of course the true outcome of our final climaxes. It seemed to appease her.

I gasped as Chrissy, mid-conversation, simply stripped her clothes off. I tried to hide the shock on my face as I took her in. Her petite frame looked like she could have been a gymnast, with the obvious exception of her comparatively large breasts. While full and round, her nipples pointed upward just slightly and gave her beautiful chest a perky, athletic quality. She turned around to get some clothing from her wardrobe and I got to stare at her backside.

Dude, get used to this, you have a month. But wow, she's cute...

We ended up going to breakfast together later, followed by some studying. As the afternoon rolled around, we decided to change into our costumes just in case we needed any last minute supplies or makeup.

I shook my head as I took out packaged costume Lily had bought. The Sexy Witch was little more than a black lingerie bodysuit and a pointy hat.

"I'm gonna absolutely freeze in this stupid thing, why did I buy this?"

"Cause you're gonna look stupid hot in it," said Chrissy, already having changed into her Sexy Nurse outfit.

At least yours has pants.

"Well, I hope Theo enjoys it at least." I made a deliberate effort to use my name.

Chrissy arched an eyebrow. "Oh, he's gonna enjoy it, just like every other guy at the party. You know his buddy Dean is quite the player... just be aware."

"Oh, he's not that bad," I said before reeling back my own guy experience with the admittedly douche-leaning frat boy. "I suppose he does see himself as a bit of a catch."

"I mean, he is ridiculously hot..." said Chrissy. "I'm just glad we're showing up with boyfriends, all I'm saying. Come 'ere, you need way more eye shadow."

We helped each other put the finishing touches on our costumes before taking a mirror selfie. My outfit showed every last inch of my long, toned legs, which I paired with a pair of modest black pumps. Both our outfits of course barely contained our breasts, the amplified cleavage threatening to spill out of the meager fabric at any moment.

God, I do look hot, I thought to myself, very glad that I didn't currently possess a penis.

The boys gave us catcalls and hungry stares when we finally made our way to their room. Lily smirked as she gave me a once-over. Determined to not give her any satisfaction, I thrust my chest out and blew her a kiss. Her Superman outfit covered way more skin than my costume, but clung nicely to her wide V of chest and upper taut stomach.

I had almost forgotten how confusing it was to be attracted to guys, and especially me. Well, her.

The four of us walked out into campus. We got to see a variety of interesting dress-ups, but many had resorted to the simple-but-effective WalMart packages like we had. Already shivering in the cool fall air, I began to curse the fact that girls were always colder and somehow were supposed to wear less clothes too.

We shared a pizza at a little parlor near 'frat row', the restaurant's delivery staff coming and going like bees taking pies to the house parties up and down the street.

When we finally got to Pi Kappa Gamma after eight, the party was in full swing. Dean, my newish friend from a few classes, and the chapter president, greeted us. He quickly pulled Lily into the guy standard handshake side hug. If she was taken aback, she didn't show it.

"What's up, Harper?" Dean said boisterously. "Glad you could make it. Is this Lily? Holy shitballs, man, your girlfriend is a dime! Wait, can I say that?"

Lily smirked at him as they pulled apart. "I'll allow it."

"Do I get a say here?" I cut in, playing my part. I began to stare at Dean with my borrowed eyes. I knew guy me was decently good looking, as my current female hormones confirmed. Like... cutest boy on your street, as long as the street wasn't too long. But the frat present with his arm currently over my girlfriend's shoulder was at another level, like Abercrombie and Fitch catalog model. He was an inch taller than my guy body, and every bit of him chiseled. His smile, though obviously barely containing his inner miscreant, was infectious.

"You can say anything you want, hun. I'm Dean." He reached out and took my hand. I tried to keep my eyes from rolling, at least he simply shook it rather than trying to kiss it.

Lily handled intros for Adam and Chrissy, and we joined the party. After a couple of red cups of something that was mixed in a plastic swimming pool, I was feeling pretty good. We separated after a while to mingle, the alcohol making me concentrate very hard on not arousing suspicion by talking to people I knew, but shouldn't given my current state.

My outfit drew all kinds of stares from mostly guys. I'm sure I'd gotten a few thirsty looks from girls over the years, but most guys are oblivious, especially early on. I was getting not too subtly eye groped and undressed by all manner of dudes. I was equally aroused and surprised that I was okay with it.

We all ended up in the basement after a while, dancing and having a good time despite the dubious smell of years of spilt beer and God knows what else went on down there. I got delicious eyefuls of all manner of beautiful people in skimpy to bordering-on-scandalous costumes.

I danced with Lily of course, but Adam and Dean both cut in later during the festivities. I had a bit of a jealous flash as I watched Lily dancing near an admittedly gorgeous Disney Princess of some sort, of course the sexy version thereof. They weren't quite touching, but I managed to reassure myself that everyone was just having a good time.

The four of us meandered off the makeshift dance floor after a while for waters, sharing an unspoken agreement that none of us wanted to stay too much longer. With only a couple of hours of October left, we had other priorities. We each shotgunned another Solo cup of the punch we'd probably regret, then made our way out.

Dean gave me a longer-than-appropriate hug as we left, my barely-contained tits flattening against his hard pecs. I tried hard to store up the horny I'd been accumulating as I felt the warmth and wetness between my legs. There was really only one person I wanted, and she was currently leading me down the sidewalk towards our dorm.

Much like the previous night, we quickly separated couples into our rooms. Lily had stripped off her superhero outfit before I even finished getting the door locked, her hard nine inches pointing straight at me as her boxers hit the floor.

"Man of steel indeed..." I cooed. I tossed my pointy hat and began to pull at the skimpy leotard.

"Leave it on," Lily said, staring at me hungrily. "Please," she added softly.

I grinned and instead pulled at just the stretchy chest cups, my breasts popping out. "Is this okay at least?"

"Uh huh," she nodded.

We rushed together and began making out in a frenzy. My nipples were hard in an instant as they rubbed against her smooth chest. I broke the kiss after a moment and dropped to my knees. Without any lead-up, I wrapped my lips around her head and pushed Lily's shaft into my throat. The uncomfortable pressure only lasted a moment as I forced my gag reflex down and my nose pressed against her firm stomach.

"Fuck..." Lily moaned.

It only took a few minutes of repeated deep throating before I was rewarded with a huge, warm load of her spunk down my throat. The last minute or so she'd grabbed the sides of my head and gotten rather into it, but I found I rather liked her using me. As she came down from her climax and pulled out, Lily rather roughly pushed me onto the bed. Simply pulling aside the narrow strip of material, she dove into my cunt with her fingers, tongue, and lips. It didn't take me long to have a shuddering, writhing orgasm as she ate me out.

She was fully hard again by the time I'd recovered. I finally undid the bottom snaps to the costume and spread my legs wide as she climbed on top of me. My sopping pussy took her in balls deep in one thrust.

"Can't cum at the same time, remember?" I said as she began to piston.

"That's gonna be on you," she panted, "I'm still so fucking horny..."

I flashed her an impish grin and got to work with my hands. With my left I began pinching my sensitive nipple, keeping my left tit from bouncing as much as the other from her powerful thrusts. My other hand went straight to my clit, rubbing around the fleshy nub in time with Lily's strokes into my willing body.

I had two delicious climaxes as she continued to rail me. The contractions of my inner walls squeezed her hard shaft as I came, eliciting moans and quiet curses from her. She looked up from my heaving chest into my eyes, her expression obvious.

"Can I?" she panted, "I'm almost there."

"Yes baby," I said, clearly hearing the sexy, feminine lilt in my voice. "Make it a good one, fill me up."

Lily increased her tempo and our thighs began to slap together.

"God, gonna miss this," she moaned, the animalistic gruff in her voice threatened to send me there again. "Fuuuuuck..."

She closed her eyes and grunted as her cock erupted deep inside me. She collapsed down off her arms and lay on me after the first spurt, the thin fabric of my costume the only thing separating us. The hot, sticky addition to my already wet pussy was delicious. I wrapped my arms around her strong shoulders as her climax subsided.

After a moment she roused and pushed herself up to look at me. We kissed tenderly and shared a long sigh. She finally rolled of and slipped out as the exertion threatened the sleep we knew was coming.

"See you in November..."

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