00 - College Kinks - Prologue

Authors note: This story is a slow burner. The prologue in particular is pretty SFW. The first two chapters act as introductions for the main and side characters. Around chapter two is when the story starts to get naughty, so keep that in mind when reading. I plan to increase the "spice" gradually throughout the story.

Since this is my first story, I welcome any feedback and constructive criticism, as well as ideas which you would love to see incorporated in the story. I have a rough outline, where I want it to progress, but I will always consider inspiration.

All Characters are older than 21. This is a work of fiction. Any similarity to actual persons living or dead is purely coincidental.

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My name is Vanessa, or Nessa, as my roommate and best friend Jessica likes to call me. I was born in Germany and always dreamed of going to college in the United States. Not because Germany lacks good universities, or because the subject is not available, but because of Jessica. We met each other during a school exchange in 9th grade, and have never broken contact since. We became best friends.

Once a year, we visited the other, until we graduated high school in America, and Gymnasium in Germany respectively. When talking about our future plans, we discovered that both of us were interested in engineering. Not particularly female subjects, but something that we both had a passion for. So, we decided to go to university together.

At first, it was just a silly idea. But my ambitious spirit proved useful. During the last year in school, I gave everything I had. I was one of the best students before, but after getting the idea of the scholarship stuck in my head, I had an actual goal to work towards.

The grades I had to achieve were extremely high. I spent almost the entire year studying. I did not have many friends back at home, so there was no meaningful social life I had to sacrifice. The results were worth it. I graduated with the best grades in the history of my school. And I actually got the scholarship. It was a dream come true.

Jessica's parents were very wealthy, so she did not have to worry about a scholarship.

I remember my parents beaming with pride, and I remember Jessica's scream, when I called and told her. We were actually about to study together!

In the end we managed to get a dorm room for both of us together, and we have been inseparable ever since. Now, during the end of our third semester, our friendship was about to change, or rather expand, into a very different dynamic.

Warm air wafted through the open window, accompanied by the floral aroma of summer and all the sounds of a college campus preparing for summer break. I just came home from my last engineering exam and stepped into our dorm room. I heard Jessica humming a nice tune in her room, no doubt already getting dressed for later. She had a beautiful singing voice. I threw my bag onto a chair and collapsed on the small couch in our living room, closing my eyes.

Calling it a living room made it sound big and lively, but it was really just a small room, with a couch and coffee table facing a small TV-Set, a small dinner table with 4 chairs and a fitted kitchen. Nothing fancy, although I had made an effort to make it look lively. We had some wall-plants hanging from planters above the dinner table, a small stereo set which Jessica got from her parents, set up nicely by the TV, as well as rugs matching the color of the couch. My collection of Vinyl records decorated the wall above the TV, and the wall near my room was adorned by a large puzzle of the African savanna which we spent all winter completing.

"Oh no, you are not checking out for today, we have a long night ahead of us."

Jessicas voice startled me back to reality. I opened my eyes and looked in awe at the goddess standing before me.

While my own body was average in almost all regards, Jessica looked like she was sculpted by God himself. Her long, blonde hair flowed down her back, ending in curls, and tracing beautiful waves across her face. She wore a black glittering dress which emphasized her slim but curvy figure that she worked hard to maintain at the gym. With its deep neckline, it did little to hide her large, beautiful breasts. The small heart-shaped necklace resting between hear tits just drew more attention to them. By the way they jiggled, she wasn't even wearing a bra! One side of the dress had a slit, showing one of her long legs, and the silver bracelets around her exposed ankle and wrists accentuated the picture perfectly.

"What do you think, overdressed? Slutty?"

"The neckline is too modest," I joked, feeling my cheeks flush.

"Hah, you wanna see these babies in action?" she chuckled. "Well, I can't blame you."

"No, for real. You look amazing. Absolutely stunning. I just don't know how I'll live up to that standard..." I answered.

I sighed. My self-esteem has been at an all-time low. Just two weeks ago I was rejected by a guy whom I have been crushing on for an entire semester. He had an average body, but I really liked his personality and style. It didn't help that he showed up hand in hand with one of those barbie doll-type bitches just a few days later to one of my exams. Thankfully, being bi meant I had other options than men available.

"C'mon, you'll look great. Let me have a look at your wardrobe, and figure out what we're working with here. In the meantime, you go and take a shower," Jess instructed.

The commanding tone in the last part triggered something in me. I was always obsessed by the idea of domination and bondage, but those were mere fantasies, and I had never disclosed any of them, ever, to anyone. Being commanded to do something by a goddess like Jessica in this moment caused my loins to burn and blood to rush into my head.

"I don't... uh, yeah, sure thing," I stammered, not wanting to give away my sudden arousal.

I stormed off to our small bathroom, while Jessica got to work looking through my wardrobe. It smelled faintly of Jessica's shampoo; she must have just taken a shower before I arrived home. I looked in the mirror, and saw a tired face staring back. My face was unremarkable, aside from the slightly crooked nose, which I got when I broke it while I was a kid. It never quite healed straight. Or maybe it was always like this, and I had just forgotten. My green eyes were the most interesting part about me, which I was actually really proud of (if you can even be proud of something that you had no hand in creating). Other than that, my features were decent at best. My breasts were slightly bigger than average, my butt however was modest. My legs were nothing like the slender beauties that Jessica was showing off regularly, and my abs were not nearly as toned as hers either. And as if the universe wanted to affirm my averageness, with 166cm / 5'5" I was exactly average height for women. I sighed again. Thinking of Jessica made my cheeks flush again.

There were never any romantic feelings between us, except for one brief moment, but we never spoke of that afterwards. We were always friends. Just friends. Even though I wished we were more than that. Desperately so, sometimes.

As I calmed down, I started to undress. My jeans and the green top I had worn for the exam were sweaty from the summer heat, so I threw them into the laundry bin, together with my underwear.

I enjoyed the cold shower; it felt good on my skin. The water helped cool my nerves and calm down my lust, while simultaneously waking me up. I had been exhausted from the exams and the stress of the last few days, but the cold water was revitalizing me. After thoroughly shaving everything below my eyebrows and applying some body lotion I felt like a whole new person.

Wrapped in a towel I entered my room. My wardrobe was open, and some of my clothes lay strewn about the bed and floor, but Jessica was nowhere to be seen.

"Over here, my room," Jessica called out.

I walked back to her room and found her looking through her dresses.

"You are a lost cause, Nessa," she said, sounding almost disappointed. "I like your casual style, but you really have nothing to wear for a party."

"Ouch, like a knife to the heart," I answered, half-jokingly.

"Ah, don't take it the wrong way, that's what best friends are for, right? Ah-ha!" She exclaimed, emerging from her wardrobe, holding a vermillion minidress with black accents.

"Wait, you are giving me one of your dresses? You love them."

"Sure, but I love it even more when my friend gets to look nice for the party of the year." Jessica beamed at me, waiting for me to try it on.

"Thank you, I don't know what to say," I answered, honestly.

"Well, how about instead of saying something, you try it on."

"Alright, be right back, give me a minute," I said, taking the dress and returning to my room.

"Ugh, you are such a prude, don't act like we haven't seen each other naked before."

She was right of course, but those were usually situations where nudity was unavoidable, like when one person goes to shower, and the towels were in the wash. Or when one person accidentally enters the other one's room while they change clothes. Or that one time...

"You just wanna see these babies in action. Can't blame you for that," I parroted her taunting answer from earlier.

"You dare use my own spells against me, Nessa?" Jessica laughed out loud, no doubt calling back to the Half-Blood Prince, which we just watched last week.

I also laughed. I loved the little banter and wordplay with Jessica. Our dynamic was perfect. Maybe changing anything, becoming more than friends would ruin that. My mind was drifting again, and my lust, just flushed away by the shower started to reemerge.

The dress looked nice. No, it looked beautiful. Jessica was slightly taller than me, so the minidress wasn't quite so mini on me, it looked more modest and refined with a slightly longer skirt. To my surprise, my breasts actually filled it nicely. I was afraid that since Jessica had a lot more to fill the dress, my tits would barely fit it, but that was not the case, since it was much more flexible than I had first thought.

"Knock, knock, can I come in?" Jessica chirped.

Not waiting for an answer, she opened my door and smiled.

"Look at you, you are beautiful! If I were a guy, I would one hundred percent ask you out." she said, winking at me.

"Well, you could always ask me out anyway," I winked back, jokingly, but deep down I meant it.

"Hah, I might just do that," Jessica laughed and smiled a warmly at me.

I blushed again. 'Calm down, Vanessa', I thought to myself, trying to ignore the electricity tingling through my body when looking into Jess' eyes.

"Well, let's get you ready," she said excitedly. "We leave in 30 minutes, that way we should be right on time. I can help you with the makeup, while you do the hair"