December or Bust: Chapter 3

December or Bust: Chapter 3 - November 14th

Stacy reclined on her bed, scrolling through Instagram on her phone. It was already dark outside, and with no roommates in the immediate vicinity to tease and torture, she was wrapped up in a blanket and relaxing. Although that didn't mean that she wasn't thinking about what to do to make her friends' November even more difficult...

She squirmed a little as she flipped over to her mail tracker. There were still a few packages in the pipeline from her shopping spree on the 1st, and she was so looking forward to being able to use them all on her needy, backed-up roommates... speaking of which, she stretched under her blanket, and enjoyed the crinkling and creaking noises her brand new outfit made. Purchased special, just for one of her friends! Wasn't she just the best roommate you could ever ask for?~

She perked up as she heard the front door click open, and a slightly bored, low, husky voice called out "I'm home."

Stacy bit her lip, already excited. Luna was back from class. And Stacy had big plans for her...

She didn't reply to Luna, so there was a moment of silence. Stacy heard her muttering "Oh, yeah, they're all busy tonight... guess I have the place to myself..."

This was partially true; Isaac had class until late, and Amelia had been spending more and more time at the gym lately, often staying there for multiple hours a day. Stacy privately suspected that Amelia was trying to avoid her, so she didn't have to talk about what had happened the week before. Which as far as Stacy was concerned, just told her that she'd hit the jackpot on the girl's weakness...

But unlike those others, Stacy was still in the apartment. She got up, creeping over to the door and gently easing it open a little so she could peer out at Luna. The other girl was as well made-up as ever, which was to say, not very. There were bags under her eyes, while her dirty-blonde hair hung over her face, and as she shrugged off her lab coat and dumped her bag on the floor, Stacy had a sneaking suspicion that the hoodie and sweatpants she'd had on underneath the garment were the same ones she'd been wearing for a few days now. The sweat-stains around her armpits were getting pretty familiar.

"Guess I might as well enjoy having the place to myself..." Luna mumbled, flopping down on one of the sofas. Luna was, obviously, mistaken. One of her roommates was, even as she said this, spying on her from within the apartment. But it wasn't her fault. Earlier that day Stacy had dropped a message in the apartment group chat, saying she was going clubbing with some friends that night, and would be out until pretty late. This was because Stacy had a plan. A plan that would work best if she could get Luna on her own...

"Nnnff..." Stacy perked up, noticing some movement.

"God, these have been aching all day," Luna grunted, and Stacy heard a rustling noise that sounded suspiciously like a pair of sweatpants being slipped down. Unfortunately, the couch Luna was lying on had its back to Stacy's room, so all she could really see was Luna's head and shoulders as she leaned back on the arm of the couch. That was frustrating. What wasn't frustrating was what Luna said next...

"S-stupid fucking tease... stupid Stacy..." she groaned, and the tell-tale, rhythmic fap fap fap brought a devilish smirk to Stacy's face. She hadn't tried anything so bold or blatant as her little exhibitionist stunt in the past few days, but that didn't mean she'd been letting her roommates have it easy. Stacy made a point of wearing almost nothing around the apartment, of deliberately bending at the waist whenever she needed to pick something up, and of leaving her door open every night, naked under the sheets and making sure each of her roommates knew that the invitation to come in and dump a thick, backed-up load inside her was open to them anytime...~

Hearing Luna moaning her name almost spitefully, even as she bottomed out in her own fist, made Stacy feel like it was all worth it, and triggered that increasingly familiar feeling of sadistic glee which was fast becoming one of the shortstack bimbo's biggest turn-ons...

That being said, this was a little bit of a hitch in her plan. Luna getting so immediately engrossed in edging her brains out on the couch was hot, but it meant that she'd missed the bait that had been left out for her.

"Nnnghh... haaaa..." Luna's moans were getting desperate already. Stacy had to suppress a giggle. Thinking about her had apparently turned Luna into a total quickshot!

"Hhhh... g-gonna put you in your place..."

Yeah? You actually think you could handle me, you fucking virgin?~

She almost said the words out loud, desperate to further push Luna towards her breaking point. Stacy had to admit she was getting impatient. Her hips twitched as she imagined straddling her roommate, daring her to back up her cute little claims, and getting almost two weeks of nasty, yellowy load dumped inside her for her troubles... if Luna was just gonna get distracted by her dick anyway-

"Hhhaa... oh, fuck..."

Ah, there it was!

Luna had noticed the little "present" that Stacy had left out for her. Draped over the arm of the other couch, seemingly innocently dropped from a pile of laundry... was a pair of Stacy's panties.

Not just any panties either; a thong, pastel pink and satin, the same one that Stacy had been wearing around the apartment for the past few days. Which had been used to tease Luna until she was so backed up, until her balls were aching so bad, that she had to jerk off literally as soon as she got in from class...~

Luna climbed to her feet, unsteady, and walked over to the garment, staring down at it with her back to Stacy. Stacy had to suppress a sadistic little giggle as she watched the gears turn in Luna's head. Normally she wouldn't even think of it. But... nobody else was home. They wouldn't be for hours. She could grab these, and no-one would know... but... it would be wrong, surely! It'd make her seem like a total creep... scratch that, it would just straight-up make her that! Even if Stacy was being a deliberate tease right now, she couldn't just do something like this. Right?

Luna glanced around the apartment. She really looked like she was trying to force herself to do the right thing...

Stacy was ready for this. She opened her phone, tapped out a message, and attached a photo; "wish you girls were here!