The Less You Know by Dorsai

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Cara Viskers looked at herself in the mirror on the back of the door to
her room in Stuckey Hall at State U, and decided that she looked okay -
at least, okay for her date with her boyfriend Peter Brayden. She and
Pete had been a couple since they met in their sophomore class in High
School; now they were going to college together, too. She was majoring
in Literature while he was trying to get a Physical Education degree.
Pete wasn't the brightest guy she ever knew, but she loved him, and that
was all that mattered to her.

Here it was the last week before school started, and she still hadn't
met her roommate; all she knew was the girls' name: Alison Wolter. Well,
there were still a couple days before classes started, so she figured
whoever it was would show up before then. In the mean time, she had a
date with Pete. Her dark brown hair was straight and shiny where it hung
just past her shoulders, and her liquid brown eyes shined back at her.
She ran her hands over her skirt, and then checked to make sure that she
was showing enough cleavage: her 34C-26-35 figure got a guy's attention,
but she knew that what they remembered were her tits.

Satisfied that she was ready, she got her purse and left, carefully
locking the door behind her.

When she got back to her dorm room later that night, she was surprised
to see that the other bed in the room was finally occupied - and by a
surprisingly attractive blonde. Blue eyes, a figure that Cara thought
was probably a little thinner than her own; the bust was definitely
smaller. The girl looked up and smiled when Cara came in, and in a
pleasant contralto introduced herself.

"Hi! You must be Cara; I'm Alison Wolter, your room mate. I'm sorry I
was so late getting here, but my car kind of conked out on me on the
way, and I had to wait a couple days for the parts so they could fix
it."

"Oh, that's no problem. I figured you'd show up before classes started,
anyway."

Alison smiled and answered "To tell you the truth, I wasn't all THAT
sure I was going to make it!"

"Well, you're here, and I guess that's all that really matters. Um, I
went ahead and picked one of the beds, but if you want to change, it's
no big deal."

Alison hastened to assure her "Oh, no - this is fine, really. There's no
need to bother with that."

Cara went over to where her bed was and began getting changed into her
nightgown. At home, her family was pretty liberal about such things -
her own mother had taken her to the doctor for her sixteenth birthday to
get her started on the Pill, for example - and she'd always slept nude;
but she'd decided that it would probably be a good idea to stay pretty
much covered up at college. Part of the reason she was at college was to
meet new people, and she'd realized that whoever she got for a roommate
in the dorms might not appreciate her casual approach to nudity -
goodness knows, she knew enough girls at home that wouldn't wear
anything smaller than a one-piece to go swimming!

Still, Cara couldn't help watching Alison from the corner of her eye as
she took off her clothes - and was mildly surprised to see that Alison
didn't seem to be paying her the slightest bit of attention, having her
face buried in a History textbook.

What Cara didn't know was that Alison was all too aware of Cara's state
of undress. Though her blonde bangs hid it, Alison's eyes were on Cara,
watching her. Alison's breath almost caught in her throat when Cara
dropped the skirt she had on, then quickly pulled off the light sweater
she'd been wearing - revealing how Cara's breasts overflowed the bra she
was wearing, and how the back of her thong panties disappeared between
the smooth cheeks of her ass. Alison felt herself beginning to react to
the sight before her, and only through a massive exercise of willpower
managed to prevent herself from responding to the stimulating vision in
front of her.

Cara quickly went about stripping off her bra - pleased that her breasts
barely sagged, even as large as they were - and sliding her panties down
her legs. She turned to pick her robe from the foot of her bed,
unconsciously giving her new roommate a clear view of the front of her
body: the medium-sized areolas that capped her breasts, the slightly-
erect pencil-diameter nipples, and the dark wedge of thick pubic hair
that covered her mons.

When she was covered again, Cara casually reached for her bath towel,
tossed it over her shoulder, and picked up the small bag she kept her
soap and shampoo in before starting for the small bathroom they had.

When Cara had closed the door behind her, Alison let the book fall from
her hands, and reflected on the view she'd just gotten of her roommate.

As the school year began to kick in, Cara found herself immersed in her
studies; she was learning a lot more than she'd expected, and was having
to spend a fair amount of time studying - something that didn't amuse
Pete, but he understood, having a similar problem of his own.

That left Cara and Alison frequently studying in their room. They'd
chipped in together and gotten a small fridge and microwave, which meant
that they could fix themselves a snack or meal whenever they needed or
wanted one.

They weren't together all the time, since Alison was majoring in
History, but they had enough classes in common - both being freshmen -
that it was worthwhile for them to study together. Alison was a quiet
person, and seemed to keep to herself pretty much when the two of them
weren't studying. Cara just figured that Alison was shy, and didn't
think about it much after that.

But as the weeks went by, Cara gradually realized that Alison hardly
seemed to go anywhere but classes, and to the school Cafeteria. She
casually brought it up once, and Alison dismissed it by saying "Oh, I go
out - you probably just haven't noticed, is all."

Cara didn't think that was the case but let it drop - for the moment.

They were cramming for mid-term exams, and both of them were starting to
get more than a little stressed from it. Finally, Cara put her books
down and announced "This is a bunch of crap. I know this stuff already -
all I'm doing is making myself crazy worrying about it. I'm going out
and RELAXING for a little while. If you've got any sense, you'll come
with me!" - the last directed to Alison.

Alison looked at her for a few moments before saying "I don't think I
should - I really do want to get good grades."

Cara stared at her roommate and said "Are you nuts? Every exam you've
taken, you've gotten an 'A' on! If you don't know what you're doing,
then... then... I'm Shirley Temple!"

That brought a smile to Alison's lips, and she said "I don't know - can
you sing a few bars of 'The Good Ship Lollipop' for me?"

That left Cara stunned for a few moments before she realized that Alison
had finally relaxed enough to make a joke with her - the first since
they'd started rooming together. With that, she started laughing, and
said "Okay, maybe I'm not Shirley Temple - but I'll still bet that you
know that stuff better than I do. Honestly, Alison, don't you think
you're going just a little overboard with the studying? I mean, I
haven't seen you at any of the mixers or anything; it seems like every
time I come into this room, you're here studying. Why don't you just put
the books down, and come with me? It's not like a couple hours is going
to make that much difference when mid-terms are day after tomorrow!"

Alison thought it over for a few moments, and finally did just as Cara
suggested: set her books aside, and stood up. Hesitantly, she asked
"You're sure you don't mind if I come along?"

Cara stamped her foot - causing a most interesting sympathetic movement
in the vicinity of her upper chest - and declared "I swear, Alison, you
are such a nerd! Of COURSE I don't mind - I invited you, didn't I?!"

Alison smiled and said "Okay, if you're sure - and I am not a nerd!"

Cara just sighed, and said "Okay, you're not a nerd - but you really do
need to get out more. There's a whole world out there, and we're at
college for goodness sake! Come ON, get with the program and start
having some FUN!"

Alison grinned and said "Okay, fine, I'll start having fun, if you
insist. What do you want to do?"

Cara laughed and said "Does it matter, really? Let's just go someplace
and do something besides school stuff!"

"Such as?"

"Oh, hell, I don't know. No, yes I do! Let's go bowling! Then we can
pretend that the pins are that dirty old Professor Baumgartner that just
stares at my tits the whole time he's lecturing."

Alison laughed, and said "Okay, that sounds good to me, too. So how do
we get to the bowling alley?"

Cara said "Oh, that's no problem. I'll just call Pete - he'll be happy
to go with us. He's got the car that his dad gave him for graduation.
It's not one of those little sports cars, but it has it's good points -
like the backseat has lots of room!" followed by a laugh.

Seeing the look of uncertainty on Alison's face, Cara told her "Oh, now
come on - I promise, Pete won't mind you being with us. I mean, it's not
we're on a date or anything! We're just going bowling, is all."

That seemed to reassure Alison, and it wasn't twenty minutes later that
the three of them were sitting down at the bowling alley, putting on
their shoes. A half hour after that, all three were laughing and having
a great time - not even bothering to keep score as they used the bowling
balls and pins to vent their concerns.

As Cara had all but promised, she and Alison did fine on their mid-term
exams - both of them doing better than they'd even dared hope.

In the weeks that followed, Cara was gradually able to draw Alison out,
getting the pretty blonde to go with her and Pete to a number of
different places, and do several different things together. Alison was
still somewhat reserved and introverted - just not quite as much; she
willingly went with Cara fairly often to 'de-stress' from studying and
all the rest that went with her first year of college. That didn't mean
that they were together all the time of course - as Cara had said,
Pete's car had a spacious back seat; one that the two of them frequently
put to good use. Cara didn't notice the strange looks she would
sometimes get from Alison when she returned from one of her trysts with
Pete - almost always one where the two of them had tried to hump each
other's brains out, leaving her with a pussy that leaked Pete's cum well
after they had finished for the evening.

Even as Cara was teasing Alison out of her shell, there were a few
things that niggled at the back of her mind. They weren't anything
particularly noteworthy, though; and each time one of them came up,
she'd resolve to check into it - and then forget it again. For example,
she had no idea when Alison ever took a shower - but she still always
smelled nice.

By the end of the semester, Cara and Alison had become if not the best
of friends, then at least GOOD friends. Even Pete seemed to enjoy the
company of his girlfriend's roommate, joining in the teasing and
horseplay when they were together. When it came time for Christmas
break, Cara and Alison made sure that they would room together again for
the next semester.

It was a couple of weeks after school started again that Cara came back
to the dorm early one evening; she and Pete had had a minor argument
about something silly, and she'd insisted that he take her back to the
dorm.

When she opened the door to the room she shared with Alison, she was
surprised to find her roommate standing there wearing only panties -
obviously having just gotten back from taking a shower. On seeing that,
Cara realized that this was the first time she'd ever seen Alison
anything less than fully dressed; she could only stand there for a few
seconds looking the girl over - noting that Alison's breasts were small,
but almost perfectly formed, and capped with dark pink areolas and
nipples that just begged to be sucked on. The rest of her body was
nearly as perfect: skin that was clear and smooth, trim and firm legs,
nicely curved hips and waist, delicate shoulders, and a beautifully
curved and obviously firm ass.

She had only a few seconds to take in the vision of loveliness that was
Alison before the girl realized that she wasn't alone. With a small cry,
she quickly snatched up her robe and used it to cover her front,
plaintively demanding "What are you doing back so soon?!"

Cara couldn't believe that Alison would have such a reaction to being
seen wearing only her panties; still, she managed to tell her "Pete and
I got into a fight, and I didn't want to be with him tonight. What's the
matter? You act like I've never seen another girl wearing just panties
before; didn't you have to take gym classes in school? I mean, really -
after seeing a bunch of other girls all naked, what's the deal with
seeing one in panties, for gosh sake?"

Alison blushed slightly and answered "No, I never had to take any gym
classes; I was always exempt from them."

Amazed, Cara asked "Never? As in not ONE? How in the world did you do
that?"

Alison blushed again, and said "Uh, I've got a medical condition, and
when the Principal learned about it, I was given a Study Hall, instead."

Mystified, Cara queried "Medical condition? What kind of medical
condition would keep you out of P.E. classes? I mean, at our school,
even the kids in wheel chairs had to do something. And from the look I
just got of you" - Alison blushed furiously - "I don't see anything
wrong with you."

"I, uh, don't think you want to know. It's something where the less you
know, the happier you'll be, I think."

That only increased Cara's curiosity, and she said "Oh, come on! We're
both in college, we've been sharing a room for half a year now, and I
thought we were friends."

"You really want to know?" Alison asked, almost aggressively.

"Yeah, I do!" Cara confirmed.

With that, Alison turned to face her roommate and dropped her robe -
revealing not only a better view of the delightful orbs of her breasts,
but that there was a distinct bulge in the panties she was wearing.

Cara was stunned, standing there with her mouth working but no noise
coming out, for nearly a full minute before she was able to exclaim
"You're a guy?"

Alison shook her head and answered "No, I'm a hermaphrodite."

Seeing the puzzled look on Cara's face, she went on "I've got the sex
organs for BOTH sexes - you can't see it, but I've got a vagina, too -
along with the penis you see."

"But... but... Why are you in the GIRLS dorm, then?" a baffled Cara
asked.

"Because I've also got tits, as you can see. Most of my body thinks I'm
a girl - I have periods, I've grown tits, and all the rest; it's just
that I have a penis, too."

"Just?" Cara couldn't help asking.

"Okay, not 'just'. Look, I was born this way, and my folks decided that
rather than pick a gender FOR me, they'd just let me grown up and let my
body decide which it wanted to be. It was when I hit puberty that the
decision was made for me, all right: I started growing tits. By that
time, it was a little late for anyone my family could afford to do the
surgery to settle the boy-girl thing for me. So I had to hide what I was
all through school. When it got to the point that I couldn't hide that I
had tits, we moved so that I could stop being Allen at one school, and
become Alison at the other. We had to let the Principal of the school
know about me, and rather than have somebody with tits AND a cock
walking around EITHER locker room, they just let me skip Physical
Education completely."

Amazed, Cara couldn't stop herself from asking "So, uh, when you get
turned on, what happens? I mean, you DO get horny, right?"

Alison laughed and answered "Oh, yeah, I get horny all right! When I do,
my vagina gets all wet and everything, just like any other girls - but
my penis gets erect, too. I can't ejaculate semen like a guy; my penis
is just kind of like an oversized clitoris."

Cara couldn't help staring as she said "I guess!" - and then blushing
when she looked into Alison's face.

"Have you ever, uh, you know... had sex?" Cara blurted out.

Alison got a strange look on her face and answered "No, never. I mean,
why would a guy want to get into my vagina when there's a cock in the
way; and why would a girl want my cock when there's a pussy behind it?
Whichever one I might want to be with, I've still got the same
'equipment' that they do; and that's probably a BIG turn-off for almost
everybody."

Cara could only stare at the bulge in Alison's panties as she asked "So
you're still a virgin?"

The regret was clear in Alison's voice as she said "Yes, dammit, I am.
GOD! How I wish I wasn't, though - I mean I still get so horny, but the
only sex I've ever had has been with myself."

"How..." Cara couldn't finish the question, blushing.

Alison calmly told her "I kind of jack myself off, like a guy would -
but I put a finger inside myself, too. When I come, it's mostly in my
vagina, but there's a little bit of liquid that comes out the end of my
penis, too. It's not semen; it's more like cum without the sperm cells -
which I do NOT produce."

"This is SO weird!" Cara exclaimed - then blushed guiltily when she
looked at Alison.

Alison didn't seem to mind, saying instead "Yeah, it is. Something like
this happens once in many thousands of births. Me, I'm mostly female,
but with a penis; that's second most common. The biggest one is the
mirror image of this - babies that are mostly male, but not completely.
The rarest one is where there's an even split; there's maybe several
hundred of those known to exist."

As the shock of it began to wear off, and the front part of her brain
began to take over, Cara couldn't help hesitantly asking "Can... can I
see?"

Since Cara hadn't gone screaming into the sunset, and actually seemed to
be interested - if not accepting - Alison eventually nodded her head.
Still, her hands shook as she dropped her robe on her bed and began
sliding her panties down her legs - allowing her penis to swing freely.

Cara was drawn, almost hypnotically, to the sight Alison presented her:
stepping forward and kneeling, she soon found herself getting a closer
look at the additional contents of Alison's panties.

What she saw sticking out from the dark curls of Alison's pubic thatch
was a miniature version of a guy's penis: uncircumcised (no big surprise
there, she though) it was a bit shorter and not as big around, but
readily recognizable. She looked up at Alison and asked "How... how big
does it get?"

Alison didn't seem to mind the question, simply answering "When I get
excited, it's a little under five inches long, and maybe an inch and a
half around. I suppose you want to see the rest, too?"

Cara only nodded, surprised with herself at how calmly she was taking
this revelation; and how apparently willing Alison was to not only
educate, but to let her see what it was all about.

Alison carefully sat on her bed, and then scooted back a little before
putting her feet on the edge and opening herself up for Cara's
examination. Outwardly, she looked to be the very definition of 'cool
and collected' - but inside, she was terrified: what would she do if
Cara decided to tell everyone about her? What if Cara suddenly decided
to freak out about it? What if Cara decided she didn't want to room with
her any more? Alison's mind was a whirl of doubts and fears - but for
the first time in her life, she was ready AND willing to take the chance
of letting someone else know about her. She felt so much closer to Cara
than anyone else she'd ever known, since Cara had been so open and
honest with her, and so willing to go out of her way to help Alison
break out of the shell she'd grown around herself over the years.

For her part, Cara was fascinated by the sight in front of her: below
the dangling flesh that had caused the bulge in Alison's panties, there
was a distinct cleft where a guy's testicles would normally hang;
looking closely, she could see that Alison did have what looked like a
vagina - again, a bit smaller than usual, but a vagina none the less.
The labia were small and thin, and unless she was mistaken, there was a
trace of moisture between them.

When she was satisfied that she understood the physical side of Alison's
condition, Cara couldn't help but start thinking about what it must have
been like for her roommate - the uncertainty, the fear of discovery, the
necessity of deceiving almost everyone around her, the doubts, and all
the rest; and realized that it was easy to understand how and why Alison
was so private and withdrawn. It also explained a number of things that
had come to her mind - such as why she never saw Alison never less than
fully dressed, why she never saw Alison going to or coming from the
showers, why Alison exhibited no interest in meeting guys (indeed, was
only slightly more willing to meet girls!). Cara could barely comprehend
the emotional and mental stresses that must have plagues so much of
Alison's life...

Cara finally pulled back from Alison's spread thighs, and moved to sit
on her own bed.

Alison looked at her with trepidation and hesitantly asked "You're...
you're not freaked or anything?"

Cara looked at her roommate, and answered "No, not freaked. Surprised-
you bet! Shocked a little, and definitely amazed - but not freaked. My
whole family back home is pretty open-minded about stuff; like my dad
likes to say 'There's always room for something new in an open mind, a
closed one can't hold it.'"

Alison visibly relaxed, and said "I was SO afraid of you finding out. I
mean, it IS a pretty strange deal, and I didn't know how you'd react if
you ever found out. But after how nice you've been to me and everything,
when you wanted to know what it was all about, I finally decided to take
the chance of letting someone know about me."

Cara suddenly got thoughtful for a few moments, and then asked "You've
seen me naked and almost naked a LOT of times. What happened? I mean,
did you get turned on any? What was on your mind?"

Alison hesitantly answered "The, uh, first time I saw you - you know,
the night I moved in - I, um, started to get excited. I mean, I'm mostly
female, but there're still enough male hormones floating around that I
can't always help myself, you know?"

"You got hard?" Cara asked, somewhat amazed.

"Well, no - I mean, you were my roommate and I didn't want to do or say
anything that might weird you out or let you know what the deal was with
me, so I had to um, kind of push myself back from it."

"And since then?"

"The longer we've been together, the easier it's gotten - kind of like
I'm getting used to it. It still happens a little sometimes, but not as
bad." Alison admitted.

Cara sat there looking at her friend, thinking about all she'd just seen
and heard. Alison started to get visibly nervous again before Cara
finally spoke up, saying "I guess I can live with that - I mean, it's
not like you're doing it on purpose or anything. You want to be with a
guy" - Alison nodded - "So you're not like, lesbian or anything. It's
going to take a while for me to get used to it, I suppose, but I don't
really mind."

Clearly relieved, Alison asked "So... you still want me as a roommate?"

Cara smiled and said "Sure. We've gotten to be friends, and we've gotten
too used to each other; if you left now, I'd just have to try to get
someone ELSE trained to make coffee in the morning!"

Alison laughed, and said "Yeah - and I'd probably have to teach someone
else to pick up their clothes, instead of just dropping them on the
floor!"

Both of them started giggling then, and got up to hug each other. Cara
felt Alison's penis brushing against her mons - then stiffen slightly.
But remembering what her friend had said about it, she ignored it in
favor of showing Alison that she really was cool with the situation.

Alison, in turn, couldn't help responding to the feel of Cara's body
pressing against her own, and was horrified when she felt herself
getting a little excited. But when Cara didn't say or do anything, she
knew that she'd done the right thing about 'coming out' to her new - and
undoubtedly best - friend.

When they separated, Alison hesitantly asked "Uh, are you going to tell
Pete about me?"

Cara thought it over for a moment before answering "No, I don't think
so. I mean, there's no reason to, is there?"

Alison brightened and answered "Not from where I stand, no."

Cara smiled and said "Then there isn't. If you change your mind, I can
kind of ease him into it - but until then, it's just you and me, right?"

Alison nodded happily, and moved to sit back down on her bed.

Cara told her "Well, it's been one hell of a night, so I think I'm going
to bed. Um, would it bother you if I slept naked? I mean, I did at home
and everything; I didn't do it here because I didn't know if it would
like offend you or something."

Alison grinned and answered "No, I wouldn't be bothered OR offended. As
a matter of fact, I used to sleep naked, too. So if you don't mind me, I
don't mind you."

Cara smiled and said "Deal!" - and promptly began undressing. When she
was down to panties and bra, she left the room with the obvious
destination of the bathrooms down the hall. When she returned, she
calmly removed the rest of her clothes and got into bed. Alison managed
to stifle an incipient erection, and crawled between the sheets of her
own bed.

Each of them wished the other a good night, and turned off their
respective lights, leaving the room in darkness.

The next few days were a little awkward between the two of them - but
only a little. As the days continued to pass, that awkwardness soon
disappeared, replaced with an even deeper and closer friendship. True to
her word, Cara told no one about her roommate's secret - something that
relieved Alison considerably.

Cara and Alison continued their shared 'dates' with Pete, who noticed
the increased closeness between the two, but said nothing about it: he
liked Alison, too. She was fun, energetic, smart, and definitely
attractive.

It was early spring, and Cara was out on a 'private' date with Pete. The
two of them had found a place to park, and were engaged in some serious
making out in the back seat.

Cara had already gotten Pete off once, sucking him to climax while he
finger-fucked her; when his hot cum had filled her mouth, she'd had her
own orgasm from knowing that he'd be able to fuck her even longer when
he got hard again.

After both of them had some time to recover, they'd started in again.
Even as Cara was slowly stroking Pete to hardness again, his mouth was
at her breasts, sucking and mouthing them. Her breasts felt SO tight,
and her nipples felt like little pebbles stuck to the end of her tits
while Pete's hand was busy between her thighs. She could feel how wet
she was inside and the scent of her arousal was thick in the car. She
wasn't sure if the fog on the windows was from their breathing, or the
condensation of her wetness...

Pete had finally decided to make his move, and was between her thighs,
his erect penis pressing against her opening when there was a loud sound
not far from the car. Pete lifted his head and looked around before
announcing "There's someone out there!"

Cara was eagerly looking forward to a good pounding from Pete and told
him "Fine - they're out there, and I'm in here. Now fuck me!"

"But what if they come over here?"

"They can watch! Come ON, Pete!"

"No, I mean what if they're like cops or something?"

"We're both legal. Pete, dammit, will you fuck me already?"

"I don't think we should. I'm afraid we'll get into trouble. You know my
grades aren't as good as yours, and if I get into any trouble, my old
man will jerk me out of school and make me go to truck driving school!"

Cara didn't answer - she just tried to arch her hips up as she pulled on
Pete's waist, trying to get him inside her anyway. She finally managed
to get some pressure going - and realized that Pete's erection was
slowly deflating, leaving her extremely aroused and equally frustrated.

A minute later, and it was all but over - Pete's penis was hanging
limply, and he was trying to get his pants back up and fastened around
his waist. Cara could only look at him, mildly outraged that he wasn't
able and willing to give her what she so very much wanted: a stiff dick
in her.

Pulling her skirt back down - not bothering to put on her panties - Cara
went on to fasten the buttons that would hold her blouse closed; she
didn't wear a bra, so that was one less thing for her to fuss with as
she got herself together again. By the time she was done, Pete was, too
- and with a guilty look, he scrambled to the front seat, taking his
place behind the steering wheel. A few moments later, Cara did the same
- deliberately doing so in a way that she KNEW would give Pete a healthy
smell of her hot and wet pussy. Another guilty look at her, and Pete
started the car; he'd barely put it in gear when she told him "I want to
go back to the dorm, now."

He tried to talk her out of it, insisting that they could find someplace
else; Cara was adamant, finally telling him "Pete, if you can't - or
won't - fuck me after getting me THAT hot, then I think maybe we should
stop for a while. Maybe if you're horny enough, you'll be willing to
fuck me without worrying about what else is going on!"

Pete blushed guiltily, but did as she asked, making his way back to
school, where he let her out in front of her dorm.

Back up in her room, Cara had barely closed the door behind her before
exclaiming "Damn that Pete! He had me ALL worked up, and was about to
stick it in me when we heard some noise. He got all paranoid, and lost
it; he left me high and dry - well, not dry, wet, REALLY wet! Damn him!"
as she began taking her clothes off - not noticing that Alison was
naked, and applying lotion to her skin on the other bed.

As Cara continued disrobing, Alison watched, fascinated as Cara's firm
ass clenched over and over again; and how Cara's breasts would sway,
their nipples erecting again in the relatively cool air of their room.
On top of that, there was a distinct sheen between Cara's thighs, and
her arousal was clear in the air. Without even realizing it, Alison was
becoming excited herself from the sights and smells of an upset and
clearly horny Cara.

When Cara finally tossed her skirt in the direction of the bag she used
as a dirty laundry hamper, she turned around to see Alison sitting on
the other bed - her legs slightly parted, making it possible to see not
only the erection she was sporting, but the parted lips of her vagina.

Cara had seen Alison in varying stages of excitement over the last few
weeks, and had gotten used to the sight of someone with tits walking
around with a penis hanging out in front of them. But in the state she
was in right then - that is, extremely angry with Pete and hornier than
she'd felt in a long, LONG time - the sight of Alison's erection and the
visibly wet vagina below it hit her in a different way.

A very different way.

Her eyes locked on the staff protruding from Alison's crotch, Cara
licked her lips and quietly asked "You said you've never had sex
before?"

A baffled Alison answered "No, never. Why?"

Through a suddenly dry mouth, Cara softly asked "Would you like to?"

It took Alison several long seconds to realize what Cara had asked, and
understand what it was that Cara wanted them to do. Alison couldn't help
but feel herself get even more aroused at the idea, but still asked
"You're sure? I mean, I never... I don't know if... You're SURE?"

Cara finally pulled her eyes away from the stiffness Alison had waving
in the air to look at her friends face and said "Yes, I'm sure. I know
you haven't, but maybe it's time you did. I think you probably can, and
I damn sure know that you can help me with MY problem, and I'm just as
sure that I'm willing to help you with YOUR problem. Uh, when I was in
middle school, me and a few other girls kind of um, experimented a
little - and I liked it. Getting fucked by a nice, hard dick is my first
choice, but I don't have any problem with a little girl-girl action,
either. So I think we can definitely help each other out tonight."

Alison still considered it for several seconds before quietly nodding
her head.

Cara smiled, and walked to the edge of Alison's bed, and then knelt
down. Alison wasn't sure what was going on - until Cara began to lean
forward, licking her lips and opening her mouth. Even so, Alison
couldn't believe it when she felt Cara's mouth take in over half of her
erect penis - and could only gasp at the sensation of having it wrapped
in the hot, wet cavern of her friend's mouth.

In just a few seconds, Alison could feel Cara's tongue begin caressing
the underside of her penis, stimulating her, and making her even harder
than she though was even possible.

Cara, too, was surprised - but not in the way Alison was. She could
barely believe that she'd actually had the nerve to ask Alison to fuck
her! And what's more, Alison had agreed!

Cara could feel herself pussy getting that I-need-something-in-me
feeling all over again as she began to slide her mouth up and down
Alison's penis. Honestly, it felt a little weird at first - but once she
had it in her mouth, she quickly realized that it really wasn't that
much different than a regular guys penis - a little shorter and not so
big around, but still...

Alison laid back, letting her hands move to her breasts as she felt Cara
begin sliding her mouth up and down on her penis; taking her erecting
nipples between her fingers, she soon had them achingly hard, and her
tits felt as hard and tight as she'd ever experienced before. She was
thinking that it simply couldn't get any better when she learned
different: she felt Cara's hand moving between her legs, one of Cara's
fingers beginning to carefully examine the entrance to her vagina.

Cara quickly figured out that the penis she had between her lips was,
essentially, Alison's clitoris - but that didn't stop her from carefully
examining Alison's vaginal opening. By touch, she learned that Alison's
labia were incredibly thin and delicate, and that the opening they
guarded was very wet and very hot.

Alison could smell her own arousal in the air - along with Cara's - when
she felt something begin to press against her vaginal entrance. Looking
down, she watched as Cara carefully and gently began to worm a finger
into her vagina. Just as her penis was smaller than a man's, Alison's
vagina was smaller than a woman's; that only made her feel that much
better and that much fuller by the time Cara had her finger buried in
Alison's tight channel.

Even as she was trying to get her finger into Alison, Cara realized that
Alison was smaller on the inside, just as she was smaller on the
outside. Still, she was determined to feel the inside of her friend's
pussy as long as it didn't hurt her. Apparently it didn't - she heard a
soft groan just as she felt Alison's soft pubic thatch brushing against
the palm of her hand; her entire finger was buried between her
roommate's thighs. In turn, that only aroused Cara even more: the
thought that she was sucking Alison's dick at the same time she was
finger-fucking Alison's pussy!

Alison couldn't believe how wonderful it felt to have Cara's rigid digit
buried so deeply in her; she'd broken her own hymen some years before,
experimenting while trying to find out if the handle of her hairbrush
would feel as good on the inside as her hand did on the outside. The
pain had been brief, and the bleeding negligible; she'd never bothered
telling anyone - particularly her parents! - what had happened. So she
was free to enjoy the sensation as Cara began slowly sliding her finger
back and forth, in and out of her delightfully full pussy.

Cara was having trouble believing just how tight Alison was - the only
thing that made it possible for her to slip her finger in and out of
Alison's tight channel was the copious lubrication Alison was producing.
When she figured that she had Alison as long and hard as she was going
to get, Cara released the penis from between her lips - hearing a
disappointed moan - and lowered her head. Sticking her tongue out, she
licked a sample of Alison's oils off her finger and quickly decided that
THAT part of Alison was as female as any other woman; she quickly
removed her finger from Alison's snatch so that she could begin licking
at her friend's wet opening, delighting in the soft delicacy of Alison's
vaginal lips and the softness of her pubic hair.

At the first touch of Cara's mouth on her woman's opening, Alison though
she was going to die from the pleasure of it: Cara's tongue and lips
were SO much more flexible and nimble than her own fingers were! The
rapid, gentle fluttering here; the long, rolling pressure there; dear
God, she hadn't know such pleasure was possible!

When Cara had consumed the readily available supply of Alison's juices,
she still continued to use her mouth and lips and tongue to please and
stimulate her friend, pleased by the moans and gasps and sighs of
pleasure she was getting for her efforts.

Alison was feeling herself getting closer and closer to climax when she
felt Cara's mouth again wrapped around her penis; a few moments later,
her emptiness was filled once more with Cara's finger. With the dual
stimulation resumed, Alison knew that it wasn't going to be much longer
before she orgasmed.

The steadily increasing tone and urgency of Alison's cries told Cara
that what she was doing was having the desired effect; she could feel
Alison's body tensing under her touch and knew that her roommate's
release wasn't far off. Still, she was surprised when she felt Alison's
already tight pussy clamp down on her as a slightly salty liquid feebly
squirted out of the penis between her lips - all accompanied by Alison's
soft, deep moans as her body was wracked by an obviously strong climax.

Alison couldn't believe how strongly her orgasm was - whether it was
what was being done, or the fact that it was someone else doing it, she
didn't know; all she was sure of was that it was the most powerful
climax she'd ever had - by far!

Cara was surprised - and pleased! - when she saw that Alison's penis
didn't soften much after her orgasm. When Alison had gotten her breath
and senses back, Cara asked her "Um, don't you, uh, get soft again after
you climax?"

Alison gave her a pleased smile and answered "Yes, I do - but it takes a
little while. Remember, I'm mostly female, so I come down a lot slower
than a guy would; but because I still have those male hormones, I get
excited a little faster than a girl usually would. You can kind of think
of it that I'm in between guys and girls as far as how fast and slow I
respond to sexual stimulus."

As Cara considered that, Alison went on to tell her "I'm like a woman in
that I'm capable of having multiple orgasms, and I'm like a guy because
I kind of ejaculate - as you noticed! The other thing is that if only
one part of me is stimulated, I stay excited for a long time without
climaxing."

Cara looked at her questioningly, and Alison smiled before saying "What
I'm telling you is that if you want my penis inside you, I'll go for a
really long time before I orgasm from it."

It took a few seconds for that to sink in; but when it did, Cara got a
delighted expression on her face before she said "Good! That's just what
I need tonight!"

Alison smiled back and said "I thought you'd like that idea - you've
told me often enough that you like for Pete to fuck you for as long as
possible before he cums!"

With that, Cara moved to lay on the bed next to Alison, reaching out to
softly take one of the girl's breasts in her hand, softly stroking it
and watching it's nipple lengthen and harden under her touch.

Alison was surprised by Cara's actions - but delayed on a few moments
before reciprocating and discovering how much of a thrill it was to have
another woman's breast in her hand; particularly one of Cara's!

As the two of them slowly fondled each other's mammaries, their faces
got closer and closer; until, finally, Cara leaned forward far enough to
kiss a surprised Alison. Though surprised by Cara's kiss, Alison didn't
have any hesitation about returning it - with as much tenderness as
she'd been kissed, and a bit more desire than she'd gotten.

Cara was pleased when Alison responded as she did; it wasn't much longer
before the two of them were kissing passionately, their tongues deep in
each other's mouths as their hands continued to fondle each other's
breasts.

Both of them were panting when they finally separated; Cara looked down
to see that Alison's penis had recovered from the slight softening it
had experienced immediately after her orgasm.

She looked back into Alison's face and said "That is just what I need!
Would you?"

Alison hesitated only a moment before asking "How... how do I do it?"

Cara responded by moving to lay on her back, spreading her legs in open
invitation, before answering "Kneel between my legs, and lean forward
until you get it lined up with my pussy. Stick it in, and start pumping,
like I did with my fingers in you."

Alison nodded, and quickly did as Cara instructed; it was just a few
seconds before she was positioned between her friend's legs, her penis
resting against the wet entrance to Cara's womanhood.

They looked into each other's eyes, and Alison began easing her hips
forward, delighting in the sensation of her male organ being slowly
consumed by the warm, wet sheath of Cara's vagina.

Cara could feel it as Alison's penis slid into her; it wasn't as large
as Pete's, but she definitely knew it was there! When she felt Alison's
pelvis touching hers, Cara realized that her friend's penis wasn't large
enough to get her off easily; but as she felt Alison begin moving it in
her, she decided that it was enough to get her off - and that was all
that she cared about.

Each of them looked down to where Alison's penis was sliding back and
forth between Cara's labia, glistening with Cara's oils. Both of them
had virtually the same thought, if from opposite directions: there they
were, fucking - Alison's male organ steadily filling and vacating Cara's
womanhood. The idea of it excited both of them, tremendously.

After a bit, Alison moved to rest on her elbows; when she did, her firm
breasts pressed against Cara's larger mammaries, and each of them could
feel the other's nipples pressing against her breasts - and both of them
became even MORE aroused at the sensation as their hungry lips met.

Over the course of the next few hours, each of them gave the other no
small number of orgasms. Alison's statement that she stayed excited when
only one of her sets of genitals was stimulated proved to be more than
true enough for Cara: using her penis, Alison was able to fuck Cara
through several orgasms at a time, though they had to change positions
every so often so neither one of them got too tired.

In return, Cara was more than happy to lick and suck her own juices off
of Alison's penis, fellating her friend as she enthusiastically finger-
fucked Alison's tight but oh-so-wet vagina.

It was dehydration and exhaustion that finally convinced them to stop
getting each other off; they ended up with both of them laying on Cara's
bed, covered with perspiration, a hand on each other's breast. Cara
finally got up and went to the mini-fridge they had, and got each of
them a large bottle of soda to help replenish their fluids - the
majority of which were slowly soaking into Cara's bedding, releasing the
odor of aroused female in the process.

As she handed the beverage to her new lover, Cara heard Alison say
"Wow."

Cara just laughed and said "Yeah, I think that pretty much covers it!"
before moving to lie down again.

Each of them had finished her drink when Alison made an exaggerated
sniffing noise and asked "Is it just me, or does it smell like pussy in
here?"

Cara laughed, and said "No, it smells like TWO pussies in here!" -
getting both of them laughing as they cuddled with each other. After a
bit, Cara said "I suppose you're right though - it IS kind of smelly in
here - and so are we. I guess we'd better do something about both
problems, don't you?"

Alison said "we've got that can of air freshener you bought - I can only
hope it's enough!" with a grin.

Cara playfully slapped at Alison's arm and declared "It's not just me,
Alison!" before dissolving into laughter.

Alison waited until Cara had herself together again and said "Okay, we
spray the room and close the door to the bathroom while we shower. By
the time we're done, the smell should be gone, don't you think?"

"Sounds like a plan to me! Let's go, before it gets too late."

They helped each other out of bed, and put on their robes before each
grabbed a towel and her shower supplies. Alison picked up the can of air
freshener and gave the room a healthy spray before the two of them
quickly went into their bathroom and shut the door behind them.

They managed to behave themselves - well, mostly - in the shower. Alison
couldn't help but reaching out to run a hand down one of the globes of
Cara's ass, making the girl jump before she turned around and tweaked
one of Alison's nipples. Grinning at each other, they finished drying
off and got their robes back on.

When they opened the bathroom door, they were happy to discover that
most of the air freshener had gone - taking the distinctive aroma of
aroused female with it. It was when they went to go to bed that Cara
discovered just how much 'fun' they'd had: her bed had a number of not-
so-small wet spots on it from where one or the other of them had
overflowed in her excitement. The problem was solved by Alison's offer
to share her bed; the two of them fell asleep spooning - Alison behind
Cara. As she drifted off, Cara couldn't help but smile at the sensation
of Alison's breasts pressing into her back, even as Alison's penis was
wedged between her ass cheeks. She put her hand on top of Alison's where
it was cupping one of her breasts, and sighed in contentment. It had
been a little strange, at first; but she'd gotten the fucking of her
life, and enjoyed every minute of it.

Cara woke up the next morning to discover that the two of them had
apparently reversed positions during the night: she was snuggled up to
Alison's back, her hand covering one of Alison's breasts.

She hadn't any more than smiled to herself at the memory of the night
before when Alison turned her head to wish her "Good morning",
accompanied by a nervous smile.

Cara gave the breast in her hand a gentle squeeze and answered "Good
morning to you, too."

With the reassurance of Cara's gesture, Alison's smile widened as she
said "I wasn't sure if you'd be having any, uh, morning after regrets."

Cara just smiled and tilted her head forward to give Alison a kiss
before saying "Not a one"; then sliding her hand down to softly caress
Alison's male member - and feeling it start to respond.

Alison laughed and said "No, don't be starting that again! We'll get
going, and BOTH of us will be late - if we make our classes at all!"

Cara sighed and said "I suppose you're right" - then giggled and said
"But there's always tonight!"

Alison laughed, and answered "I don't know if I could stand another
night like that - at least, not without a LOT of rest and recuperation
first. Now, let me get up so I can get the coffee started - I think both
of us could use it."

Cara responded by releasing her hold on Alison and rolling over onto her
back. Alison giggled and moved to climb over her new lover; when she was
on her hands and knees over Cara, Cara surprised her by pulling her down
into a kiss - one that made it more than clear that Cara didn't have the
slightest regrets about the previous evening.

Alison reluctantly pulled herself free of her bedmate's hold and
finished getting up and getting the coffee started. Once standing, it
was a lot easier to keep moving toward preparing for that day's classes.
After a bit, Cara got up too, and quickly moved to strip her bed in
preparation for washing everything to get the accumulated smells of
their lovemaking out. Cara's classes started a good two hours later than
Alison's so she had plenty of time to take care of her bedding before
going to class.

When the coffeemaker finished hissing at them, each had a cup, sitting
next to each other and casually fondling each other's breasts while
grinning idiotically at each other.

For the next couple of weeks, Cara made good on her threat not to have
sex with Pete. Every time he called her for a date, she made sure Alison
went with them. She'd told Alison why, and Alison was happy to help her
new lover - besides, when they got back from those shared dates, she and
Cara would almost always end up making love with each other.

Along the way, Cara gradually expanded Alison's vagina to the point
where Alison could accept TWO of Cara's fingers - and Alison got more
than double the pleasure from it.

When Cara finally relented and let Pete take her out on a date by
herself, he more than made up for his earlier failing: they spent nearly
two hours in the backseat of his car, humping like a couple of rabbits.
She had seven orgasms, compared to Pete's three; she decided that he'd
probably learned his lesson.

When she got back to the dorm, she was tired and definitely felt more
than a little 'squishy' - Pete had filled her to overflowing with cum
before they were done. She'd barely gotten the door to the room closed
when she saw Alison lying on the bed - masturbating. Cara had never seen
it before, and could only stand there, fascinated as she watched her
roommate both stroke the abbreviated penis that stuck up in the air, and
rapidly plunge a couple of fingers in and out of the obviously wet
opening below.

It was nearly a minute before Alison opened her eyes, even a little bit
- and on seeing Cara standing there, nearly fell out of bed from jumping
so hard at the surprise.

"What... What are you doing back so early?" Alison asked, blushing.

"I kinda wore Pete out. After not getting any for the last couple of
weeks, he was too tired to do it again after he came for the third time.
Uh, if you want to finish, I can go down to the lounge or something..."

Alison blushed again, and haltingly said "No, that's okay. Um, you said
Pete came three times?"

Cara smiled and answered "Yeah - after I did SEVEN times."

"You, uh, haven't cleaned up yet, then?"

Mystified, Cara answered "No, why?"

Alison blushed furiously and answered "I was, um, thinking..."

"Yeah?"

"That I'd, um, like to, uh, you know, um, taste. To see what it's like."

"Taste what?" Cara asked, confused.

"Pete. His cum, I mean." Alison admitted, blushing again.

It took Cara a few seconds before she understood; when she did, she felt
her nipples harden and her pussy begin to ache at the thought of it:
Alison eating her, and sucking all of Pete's cum out of her pussy.

Alison saw Cara's initial confusion - and shortly after that, saw her
nipples harden under her blouse, and detected the beginnings of Cara's
excitement. She still wasn't sure what the answer would be until Cara
gave her a lecherous smile and said "Yeah, I think I'd like that!" - and
promptly began almost tearing her clothes off.

As Cara was all but tearing her clothes off, Alison moved to sit on the
edge of her bed, not making any pretense of not watching her roommate.
When Cara dropped her skirt, Alison could see that she didn't have any
panties on - and that there were droplets of what she thought was
residue of Pete's semen glistening on Cara's visibly extended labia.

Cara didn't hesitate to find a place to sit down when she was naked -
she was really looking forward to THIS new experience! She sat near the
edge of her bed, and pulled her legs up, opening herself to Alison, who
didn't hesitate to take a seat on the floor and bury her face in Cara's
dark muff.

Alison was a little awkward at first; after all, she'd never used her
mouth on anyone before. Shucks, until now, she really hadn't been all
that enthusiastic about even LOOKING too close. But under Cara's patient
(even encouraging) tutelage, she soon had the basics of eating pussy
mastered - and eagerly went on to try a few other things, too. When she
happened to do something that got a response from Cara, she happily
repeated it; it was that way that she was able to use her tongue and
lips on Cara's clitoris to bring Cara to a couple of thundering orgasms
before she went back to trying to suck every molecule of Pete's semen
out of Cara's juicy snatch.

For her part, Cara was content to lay back and enjoy the incredible
sensations Alison was bringing to her - and particularly to her clit and
pussy. For a while there, she'd wondered if Alison was trying to suck
her ovaries out, the girl had been so enthusiastic!

After a while, Alison pulled back a little bit - primarily to give her
tongue and lips a rest. Cara looked down and gave her a satiated smile
before saying "Go ahead and look at me, if you want to. I mean, you let
me look at you that night, so you might as well see what I've got!"

So encouraged, Alison did just that: really looked at the sight Cara was
presenting her: the long, distended vaginal lips, the hood of her
clitoris easily visible at the top of her cleft, the damp - even wet -
area between Cara's labia, and the winking pink opening that she knew
had welcomed Pete's penis, and where Pete had squirted the semen that
she'd found so delicious - along with the equally tasty flavor of Cara!

After Cara so willingly let her suck Pete's cum from her, Alison felt
obliged to show her appreciation. As Cara lay back, enjoying the
afterglow of her latest orgasm, Alison got up far enough that she would
be able to fuck her lover and roommate. She slid the end of her erect
penis between Cara's labia, and with a single thrust, buried herself in
Cara's hot, wet vagina.

At the first touch of Alison's penis, Cara started to rise up to see
what her friend was doing - then got the answer before she could even
open her mouth. After the fucking she'd gotten from Pete, and the
wholehearted cunnilingus Alison had performed on her, Cara was plenty
loose and wet enough for Alison's penis to plunge right into her. Even
though it was smaller than Pete's, Alison's penis felt just fine to
Cara; and it wasn't long before she was bucking her hips up in welcome
to Alison's thrusts.

As Alison continued pistoning in and out of Cara's wet channel, she
deliberately leaned over and began dragging her nipples across Cara's
larger breasts - and watched as Cara's nipples hardened in response,
delighting her.

In just a few minutes, Alison had given Cara her eleventh orgasm of the
day - and a few minutes after that, Cara had given one to Alison, as
well.

The next few weeks saw a steady increase in the number of times Cara was
willing to join Pete in the backseat of his car; and afterwards, let
Alison first suck his cum out of her pussy, then fuck her to an orgasm
before she returned the favor by bringing Alison to climax, too.

Pete, of course, didn't know about what was happening in the girls' dorm
room; he was simply too content to be getting between Cara's smooth
young thighs again to even conceive that anything else might be going on
with her. Still, he began to notice that during the dates where Alison
joined them, there seemed to be something going on between the two
girls. It wasn't that they were doing anything that he really noticed;
it was something subtle that didn't quite 'fit', somehow.

None the less, he found that he was enjoying Alison's company even more,
lately. She was a lot more open and a lot less hesitant and stand-offish
than she'd tended to be the previous semester. She was even to the point
of hugging him every so often, when she was particularly pleased or
amused about something - and he had to admit to himself that he was all
too aware of her firm breasts pressing against him at those times. Once,
she'd leaned over to tell him something, and inadvertently given him a
nice view down the front of her dress, revealing a surprising amount of
her breasts in the delicate bra she'd had on. He'd pretended not to have
noticed, but the increased pressure in his jeans gave lie to that
illusion.

It seemed that every time the three of them went out together, Alison
was a little more 'open' with him, and a little more willing to touch
him - or be touched BY him for that matter. He'd accidentally brushed a
hand across her breast once, and after he'd stammered out his apology,
she'd just smiled at him and said "That's okay, Pete. I know you weren't
trying to cop a feel."

She was even willing to sit on the other side of him from Cara, when she
used to sit on the other side of Cara from HIM. It wasn't that he minded
the change - far from it! - it was just one more thing that was
different about her, and how she acted when the three of them were
together. He asked Cara about it once, and she'd just told him that
Alison had been homesick at first, what with it being her first time
away from home and everything. It had sounded reasonable at the time,
but he was starting to wonder if there wasn't something else going on,
too. He loved Cara as much as he'd loved anyone or anything in his life,
and the increasing contact between him and Alison was starting to
trouble him...

As Alison was getting more and more comfortable just being around guys -
at least, in the persona of Pete - she was slowly becoming more and more
willing for Pete to know about her, and more specifically, her
'condition'. Still, she didn't say anything to Cara; after all, Pete was
HER boyfriend, and she didn't want to get in the way of what they had.

Cara wasn't entirely unaware of what was going on, of course. She could
see that Alison was becoming even more relaxed with Pete, and much more
willing to have the kinds of casual contact that a girl would have with
a guy: touching his arm, putting a hand on his shoulder, even hugging
him every so often (though still careful to keep her hips pulled back,
so Pete wouldn't notice the over-full condition of her panties).

Cara didn't think for a moment that Alison was trying to take Pete away
from her. If anything, it seemed that Alison was trying to get the two
of them together. Not just so they'd try to fuck each other senseless -
Alison DID love eating Pete's cum from her pussy - but because Alison
really was a friend to both of them, and wanted to see them happy
together.

Too, Cara was aware that Alison's feelings about Pete knowing about her
were starting to shift. It wasn't that Alison came right out and said
"Cara, tell Pete I'm a herm"; rather, during their chats and playtime in
their dorm room, a lot of little things that Alison said began to form a
picture.

It was just after mid-term exams when Cara finally decided to bring the
matter out in the open. She and Alison had just finished getting each
other off, and were laying on Alison's bed holding each other when she
casually asked "Alison, have you given any thought to letting Pete know
about you? I mean, since I found out?"

Alison was quiet for several seconds before answering "Well, yeah, I've
thought about it. I even want to, kind of. But I'm still afraid he'd
freak out or something, and then it would hurt what you two have."

"And what we have?"

Cara saw Alison blush slightly as she said "Yeah, that, too - but it's
you and Pete that I worry about most. After everything you've done for
me, I just don't want something like that to happen to you."

Cara considered that for a little bit as she casually toyed with
Alison's right nipple, and then asked "Okay, how about if I just kind of
sound him out a little bit? You know, see if I can't get some idea of
how he'd react? I wouldn't have to actually say anything to him about
you in particular; I can just bring it up like it was something I saw in
a magazine or Readers Digest or something."

Alison looked at Cara with her concern clear on her face and asked
"You'd be careful? That he wouldn't know it was me you were talking
about?"

"Of course I would, silly. I like you too much to do anything that would
hurt you, either!"

Thus assured, Alison relaxed again - and enjoyed the feeling of Cara's
body next to hers.

Just as she'd promised, Cara began trying to get some idea of what
Pete's reaction might be if he were to find out that Alison was actually
a hermaphrodite, as opposed to the 'pure female' he thought she was.

It wasn't a difficult process, either. Pete, for all his good points,
simply wasn't the smartest person on the planet; he never really took
any notice of Cara's casual, innocuous questions.

So it took only a couple of weeks before Cara decided that even though
it would undoubtedly surprise Pete to learn about Alison (well, DUH! she
thought to herself), it was still something that he would be able to
accept - if slowly.

With Pete's probable reaction to learning about Alison established the
next step for the two of them was to start edging him toward the point
where Alison could reveal herself (so to speak) to him in a way that
would maximize the chance of his accepting her.

Toward that end, Alison - under Cara's careful guidance - began dressing
in such a way as to get Pete to notice how attractive she was. It was
always done with subtlety - first losing her bra and then gradually
showing a bit more cleavage, blouses that molded to her body a little
closer, skirts that were short enough to show off her nicely turned legs
and the graceful tight curve of her ass. Again, Pete didn't attribute
Alison's gradually increasing exposure to anything but the arrival of
spring - not realizing that Alison was taking the freedom the spring
weather brought a little farther than most of the other girls on campus.

It was a few weeks before the end of the semester when Cara and Alison
decided that it was time for Alison to 'come out of the closet', so to
speak. After a lot of discussion (and a little arguing, if the truth be
told), they came up with a plan that they thought would work.

It was a three-day weekend, and Cara enticed Pete into sneaking into her
dorm room through the simple expedient of pointing out to him that they
would not only have a bed, but the better part of three days in which to
try and screw each other senseless. When Pete had asked, Cara told him
that Alison was going off to visit some friends for the weekend, and
wouldn't return until late Sunday night.

Pete was hesitant at first, but willing to be talked into it.

Late Thursday night found the two of them naked on Cara's bed, sweaty
and breathing heavily after Pete had gotten off for the second time that
night while giving Cara three _wonderful_ orgasms.

To show her appreciate for what Pete had done for her; Cara got up and
got him a bottle of soda - being careful not to let him see the crushed
over-the-counter sleeping tablet she added to it. She wanted to make
sure that he stayed asleep so that she and Alison could put the rest of
their plan into effect.

As expected, the pill did just what it was supposed to: added to Pete's
natural desire to take a post-coital nap, ensuring that he fell into a
full, deep sleep.

When Pete woke up, he found that he was lying on his back - and that
there was an incredibly tight, wonderfully wet vagina around his erect
penis. Opening his eyes, he was surprised to see that it was Alison, her
back toward his head, slowly bouncing up and down on him. From the way
she was positioned, all he could see was his glistening penis sliding in
and out of her oh-so-tight pussy, and the outer curves of her breasts as
they swayed in time with her motions on him.

"Alison! What the hell are you doing?" Pete demanded, softly - Cara was
apparently still asleep next to him, and he certainly didn't want her to
wake up to THIS!

"I'm getting laid. What the hell does it look like I'm doing?" Alison
responded.

She felt damn good around him, but Pete still managed to ask "What
happened? I thought you were going out of town!"

Alison turned her head to give him a self-satisfied smile and answered
"I was going to visit a friend and her husband, but he got sick with
some kind of stomach flu or something. I got back early this morning and
saw you two lying here, and thought that your dick was just what I
needed to make me feel better!"

"But what about Cara?!"

"Oh, pooh. I'm not trying to take you away from her; I just want to use
you for a little while. You don't mind me using you, do you?" she asked,
deliberately tightening her vaginal muscles to make her point.

Having Alison's already tight pussy get even tighter only stimulated
Pete that much more, and he was barely able to answer "Aren't you
worried about Cara seeing you? I mean, us?"

"Not really. I mean, she already knows how horny I get. And like I said,
I'm not trying to steal you away or anything - I just need this
wonderfully hard dick of yours for a little while!" It was Cara's
suggestion that Alison wake Pete up this way that had prompted the only
real 'argument' they'd had about how to get Pete to accept that Alison
was a hermaphrodite.

With that, Alison leaned back, supporting her torso on her arms - and
bringing the delightful globes of her breasts within Pete's grasp. And
after trying to fight it, he did just that: reached up to cup them in
his hands, delighting in their firmness before beginning to softly pinch
and pull on her erect nipples.

Alison began moaning in response, and Pete's fears became a reality:
next to him, Cara opened her eyes and sat up to see Alison securely
impaled on his erect member.

Pete didn't even dare breathe - until he saw Cara mischievously look at
Alison and say "Oh, I see you found somebody to take care of you!"

Pete could hardly believe his ears when Alison asked "You don't mind?"
and Cara answered "No, I don't mind. I know how you get!" with a small
laugh.

He could only lay there stunned with what happened next: with a wicked
grin, Cara said "Here, let me help you with that!" - and promptly moved
to put her head between Alison's thighs.

As Pete watched, his girlfriend began using her talented mouth on her
roommate - with said roommate still arching her hips to slide his hard
dick in and out of her tightness.

Whatever Cara was doing, Pete knew that Alison was enjoying it: he could
feel her rhythmically tightening around him even more, and her pussy
getting even wetter - almost the ONLY thing that made it possible for
his penis to move in her.

Alison was soon getting close to orgasm, and Pete knew it: the spasming
of her vagina was happening more and more often, and her breathing was
frequently punctuated by moans and gasps of pleasure and arousal.
Between her feeling on him, and the sight of Cara's head parked between
Alison's thighs, Pete knew that he wasn't going to last much longer.

Finally, it happened.

With a deep groan, Alison came - Pete felt her get so tight around him
that he couldn't move in her, no matter how much he wanted to. But it
didn't matter; the feeling of her pussy spasming around him was enough
to finish him off. With a groan of his own, Pete lifted his hips, trying
to bury himself as far inside Alison as he could as the first shot of
his cum erupted from the end of his dick.

Even as he was unloading his balls into Alison, he saw her eyes fly open
and felt it as her orgasm intensified even more. Pete couldn't believe
how tight she was - it almost felt like the end of his dick was pushing
against the deepest part of her...

Alison was in heaven. For the first time in her life, she was being
filled (!) by a hard dick - and it felt incredible! Then, when Cara
began sucking on her penis, well, things just got so much better than
she would have ever thought possible. In just a few minutes, she felt
herself climaxing harder than she ever had before; she'd barely stared
when she felt a hot liquid start flooding her insides, and knew that
she'd made Pete climax, too - and her orgasm just got that much more
intense.

Between Alison's thighs, Cara knew what was happening - and was
delighted that she had been able to help Alison find the kind of
pleasure that only another woman could know: that of having a stiff dick
filling your pussy, and feeling it as that same dick hosed your insides
with hot cum. Between her lips, Cara felt Alison's penis get even
harder, then begin gently squirting Alison's juice onto her tongue as
her friend climaxed harder than Cara had ever seen before. Between that,
and knowing what her two lovers were going through, Cara felt herself
have her own small climax - nothing earth-shattering, since she wasn't
even playing with herself, but an orgasm none the less.

When Alison had recovered enough from her orgasm, she managed to sit
upright again. At the same time, Cara rose up - Pete saw that Cara's
lips had a distinct shine to them - and the two girls kissed; something
that caused Pete's semi-erect penis to twitch in response.

As Pete watched, the two roommates continued kissing each other and
began caressing each other's breasts. The sight of their hands on each
other's bodies stimulated him more than he'd though was possible; the
small town that he and Cara had come from was very conservative, and
he'd never really had the chance to see any kind of depictions of two
women being intimate that way. It didn't take him long to decide that he
liked it.

Finally, Pete's penis shrank enough that it pulled free of Alison's
tight pussy, and he felt the mixture of her juices and his semen begin
dripping out of her to soak into his pubic hair. It was mildly
uncomfortable, but after what Alison had just done with him, and with
the two girls still kissing and fondling each other, he was willing to
let it go for a while...

Alison felt Pete pull free of her tight grasp, and Cara heard the soft
'pop' when it happened; but both girls were enjoying themselves too much
to worry about it right then. Still, both knew that there were still
things that needed to be taken care of, and they gradually let their
lips part as they released their hold on each other's breast.

Alison quickly turned around and re-straddled Pete's legs, bending over
in the process. When her head was over his penis, she began vacuuming
hers and Pete's combined juices; for her part, Cara moved up to begin
kissing Pete.

When Alison was done - she went at her self-appointed task eagerly - she
sat up again; the shift of weight on the bed clued Cara that the time
had come. With one last gentle kiss to Pete's lips, Cara sat up as well.

Pete's eyes stayed closed for a few moments before he opened them to
look up at Cara, seeing her smiling down at him. His eyes next went to
Alison, who looked nervous for some reason. Next, he looked at Alison's
breasts - very nice, he thought to himself - before his eyes dropped
lower.

Alison and Cara both watched as Pete lay there, not moving or saying
anything for several seconds. Then he looked again at Cara, then Alison,
then Cara again, and back to the juncture of Alison's thighs.

His mouth opened and closed a few times before he finally managed to ask
"You're... you're a GUY?"

Cara spoke then, asking him "No, she'd not a guy - weren't you just
fucking her?"

"But... but she's got a dick!" Even to Pete, the statement sounded
ridiculous.

"Yes, I do", Alison answered, adding "But I've also got a pussy - you
were just in it, remember?"

"How can you have a pussy and a dick, both?" Pete impatiently demanded.

"Because she's a hermaphrodite. That's somebody with parts from both
sexes." Cara told him.

"Huh?" As noted, Pete was sometimes a little slow catching on.

"A hermaphrodite. Some babies are born boys, and some are born girls.
But sometimes Nature makes a mistake, and a baby is born that's not
either one - or it's both. I'm one of those." Alison patiently informed
him.

Pete considered that for a few seconds then plaintively asked "Uh, how
do I know that's really true? I mean how do I know I wasn't in your,
uh..."

"My ass?" Alison politely asked.

Pete nodded, embarrassed, but Alison just moved to her hands and knees,
then spread her ass cheeks to show Pete that there was, in fact, a
vagina between her legs - securely located between the dangling penis
and the pucker of her anus. That said vagina was still somewhat open and
still slightly leaking Pete's semen clinched the matter before she moved
to sit astraddle his legs again.

The two girls sat there watching as Pete slowly began to get his mind
around the idea that Alison wasn't entirely female. They watched as his
eyes went to their breasts - they lingered longer on Alison's - and then
to their respective pelvic areas, again lingering longer on Alison than
on Cara.

Finally, he opened his mouth again to ask "How... What... When did..."

With that - i.e. he didn't jump up and run screaming from the room - the
girls began telling him about Alison's life, how Cara had learned about
it, and how they'd become such good friends.

Still, they could see that Pete wasn't entirely sure about the whole
situation.

It was Cara that finally told him "Pete, look at it this way: now we
both have a friend that we can have a whole new kind of fun with."

That statement seemed to give Pete something else to think about for a
little bit before hesitantly asking Cara "You and him, I mean her...
you've... you DID?"

Cara responded "You just saw me, didn't you?"

Pete's mental overload safeties had gone out some time ago; still, he
had a tough time making the concept of his girlfriend giving another
girl a blowjob fit into his cosmos: the words just didn't go together.
He'd seen it, but he was still having trouble matching up what little
he'd seen of Cara between Alison's legs with the full image of what had
actually been happening. He finally gave up on that thought for a while
when it occurred to him that Alison's penis might have been someplace
other than Cara's mouth - and that somehow resonated with him: he
couldn't help but respond to the idea that Cara had been fucking Alison,
using Alison's erect penis. The mental imagery of one girl with breasts
AND a penis humping another girl, their breasts rubbing against each
other while the one's dick plunged in and out of the other's pussy -
well, that was just too much.

Both girls saw Pete's member begin to stiffen, and shared a look with
each other: We've got him!

When Pete came out of his erotic reverie, he saw that both girls were
looking at his stiffening penis, and couldn't help blush at the
knowledge that they'd not only known what he was thinking, but seeing
how he reacted to those thoughts.

Both girls were again looking at him when Pete finally conceded the
issue by saying "I've never done anything even close to something like
this before. But I guess after what happened this morning, I can get
used to it, I suppose."

Cara happily leaned over to start kissing Pete; her tongue was in his
mouth before he remembered where her mouth had been earlier. It started
to put him off before he realized that she hadn't actually had any cum
in her mouth. His mind deftly skirted the issue of having Alison's penis
there.

When Pete and Cara were done, Cara sat up again to kiss Alison - a sight
that had Pete's penis twitching after just a few seconds. When they were
done, Alison looked at Pete. After a few moments, Pete nodded his
agreement, and the two of THEM kissed as well; Pete quickly discovered
that penis or no, Alison could kiss with the best of them. That her firm
breasts were pressing into his chest didn't hurt matters, either.

After their kiss, Alison sat up again and shared another look with Cara.
Both knew that it was still going to be a while before Pete was actually
'comfortable' with Alison's situation; but he had at least started
accepting it.

With the major problem of the day taken care of, and a very nice orgasm
to start things off, Alison cheerfully got up and started making coffee
for all of them. Pete couldn't help watching her walk around the dorm
room, her naked body drawing his attention. He guiltily looked at Cara a
couple of times; the second time, she smiled and said "Its okay, Pete. I
think she's pretty, too."

When the coffee was done, Alison brought each of them a cup before going
back for one of her own. The three young adults all sat up on Cara's bed
chatting as they sipped at their coffee. Both girls noticed that Pete
couldn't help letting his eyes drop to the limp penis resting against
one of Alison's legs every so often, but both refrained from saying
anything about it, figuring that it was just going to be part of Pete
learning to accept Alison for a while.

When their coffee was gone, each of them had a turn in the bathroom,
cleaning up after their morning wakeup call. Pete was the last to do so,
and came out to see Alison and Cara kissing again - and that Cara had
one hand on one of Alison's breasts and the other slowly stroking
Alison's erect penis. Pete just stood there, absorbing the sight before
him; after a bit, he managed to give Alison's penis more than just a
glance, and realized that it was appreciably smaller than his own. The
girls had told him that it was, just as Alison's vagina was smaller than
a regular girls', but he hadn't been paying all that much attention at
the time. Now, he could see for himself that such was the case - he knew
from earlier that morning that the bit about Alison's vagina was true
enough!

As he continued to watch his girlfriend and her roommate - his new
lover, if this morning was any indication - continue kissing and
fondling each other, he felt his penis starting to rise.

After a while, the two girls broke apart and looked over at him; with a
wicked grin, Cara told him "Why don't you just watch a little, and when
the mood hits, you can join us."

He nodded his agreement, and watched as the two of them moved to lie
down on Cara's bed - Alison taking a position between Cara's wide-spread
legs. Taking a couple of steps, he was left with a view that matched
almost perfectly with what he'd imagined a short time before: Alison
lying over Cara, the two sets of breasts pressing against each other;
while below, Alison's erect - if miniature - penis rested between Cara's
extended vaginal lips. Pete could only hold his breath as he watched
Alison slowly arch her hips, sliding her erection into Cara ever so
slowly. When he looked at Cara's face, he could plainly see that she
enjoyed having even such a small member in her, and he wondered how he
could have failed to know how much Cara liked having sex with him. His
eyes again dropped to where they were joined, and he watched as Alison's
glistening penis slowly pistoned in and out of his girlfriend's
obviously wet snatch.

Pete's eyes wandered over their bodies as he marveled at how their
breasts softly swayed in time with Alison's thrusts, and how the two
sets of very erect nipples dragged across each other. Looking to where
their pelvises met, he could see Cara's vaginal lips moving slightly
with each movement of Alison's penis: compressing inward when Alison's
hips moved forward, and then stretching on the outward motion. It wasn't
but a few minutes before he was as hard as he'd ever been; and wanting
to bury his erect staff somewhere - at that point, he wasn't all that
particular about where, just so it was inside something hot and wet!

He was edging his way closer to where the two were kissing passionately
when their kiss ended; both looked over at him lustfully as Cara said "I
think that's just what we need - come on up here and let us take care of
that for you!" before licking her lips.

Pete didn't hesitate any longer. In a matter of a few seconds, he was
straddling Cara's head, enjoying the sensation of having not one, but
TWO hungry mouths working on his penis and balls. At that point, the
fact that the body belonging to one of those mouths had an erect penis
at the other end didn't matter to him in the slightest - all he knew was
that even as one of them was trying to deep-throat him, the other was
gently sucking each of his balls into her mouth, and licking his
scrotum.

Being double-teamed that way was so new, so unique, so damn erotic that
Pete simply couldn't handle it for very long. It was only a very few
minutes before he felt his balls pull up next to his body; and a few
moments later, felt himself cumming harder than he could remember doing
before - EVER.

Below him, it was Alison that had her lips wrapped around his manhood,
eagerly catching his cum in her mouth and swallowing it, highly excited
to finally be getting it directly from the source. Below her, Cara was
using her tongue to gently press on the area right behind Pete's
scrotum, listening to his groans as her efforts served to make his
climax all the stronger.

When he'd unloaded what felt like a quart of semen into the hot mouth
around his penis, Pete finally looked down to see that it was Alison who
had caught his load while Cara was the one tonguing his scrotum. Pete
simply didn't care that Alison had a penis that she was enthusiastically
using to fuck his girlfriend; she'd just gotten him off a lot harder
than he'd even thought possible - regardless of what other 'equipment'
she might have, she gave a damn fine blowjob.

As Pete's penis slowly shrank in her mouth, Alison continued to suck on
it, drawing out the last few drops of his cum as she used her lips and
tongue to try and clean even the faintest trace of his semen from the
outside. Finally, there was nothing left to do but let him fall free of
her lips - only to have her head pulled down into to deep, deep French
kiss by Cara, the two of them sharing however much of Pete's cum that
remained in Alison's mouth.

Sated for the moment, Pete carefully moved from above Cara's head,
opting to take a seat on the edge of the bed where he could watch the
two roommates as Alison continued to plunge her penis in and out of
Cara's welcoming cavern.

As the two of them continued, Pete found himself amazed at Alison's
endurance - before his own two eyes, he watched her bring Cara to no
less than two orgasms. Granted, they'd changed positions a couple of
times, but still...

Another orgasm from Cara later, and Pete found himself getting hard
again. At the time, she was squatting over Alison, facing Alison's head
so the two of them could kiss and caress each other's breasts as Cara
repeatedly impaled herself on Alison's erect pole.

Cara looked over at him and saw his erection waving in the air; eagerly,
she told him "Come on over here - I want to watch you fuck Alison
again!"

Pete was willing, but couldn't see how to make it happen; Cara solved
the problem for him by carefully twisting herself around on Alison's
penis, then leaning back, which left her in a position much like Alison
had been on top of him. Alison had heard her lover, and when Cara was
repositioned, lifted and spread her legs, making room for Pete. Pete
understood then, and didn't delay to move between Alison's parted
thighs, finding himself fascinated by the sight of Cara slowly moving up
and down on Alison's penis, while below, there was an obviously wet
opening obviously in need of filling.

Carefully, Pete eased himself forward, wedging the head of his dick
between Alison's abbreviated labia; when he was sure he was in position,
he began pressing himself into Alison's hot, wet channel. She was easily
as tight as she'd been before, and Pete was careful to withdraw slightly
every so often to make sure that he got her ample oils spread around; as
nice as it felt to have something so incredibly tight around him, he had
no wish to hurt her and lose the chance to experience it again.

As he was slowly filling Alison with his erection, he heard her soft
moans of pleasure, and felt her lifting her hips in welcome to his
penetration. Above her, Cara was steadily bouncing her hips up and down,
alternately filling and emptying her vagina with Alison's penis.

Finally, Pete was all the way in - and knew, this time, that he really
was feeling the deepest part of Alison pressing against the end of his
penis; the feeling of it only aroused him even more, making him even
bigger and harder - something that clearly pleased Alison, as well,
judging from her increasingly enthusiastic moans.

It took a little time, but with both of them interested in making it
happen, it wasn't long before Pete and Cara got into a rhythm that let
them enjoy the pleasure they were getting from Alison's dual sexuality.

For her part, Alison was delighted with what her two lovers were doing:
Pete was filling her pussy with his manhood even as Cara was wrapped
around her penis; the sensation of having both organs so thoroughly
stimulated was having a very definite effect on her arousal.

After having two climaxes already that morning, Pete wasn't in any hurry
to have a third, so he was able to enjoy the sensations as Alison went
through first one orgasm; then several minutes later, a second. He had
Cara's ample breasts in his hands and was pulling on her nipples when
she and Alison had almost simultaneous orgasms; when they were over, he
was surprised to hear Alison ask the two of them to let her get up. They
did as she asked, and in answer to their questioning looks,
apologetically explained "I'm sorry - but Pete feels pretty damn big in
me, and I'm starting to get a little sore; and as nice as it feels to
have you on me, Cara, that part of me is getting a little tired, too -
particularly with BOTH of you involved."

Both Pete and Cara expressed their understanding; when Alison had gotten
off the bed, Cara lay down and spread her legs in open invitation for
Pete to resume his activities with her. Pete had felt himself getting
close to his third climax, and was more than willing to finish things
off with his girlfriend. Positioning his penis against her opening, he
thrust forward, sliding all the way into her in a single slow stroke.
She wasn't as tight as Alison, but she was certainly as hot and wet -
and that was more than enough for Pete at that point. Better still, he
was able to get more 'enthusiastic' about fucking Cara than he dared do
with Alison; in a short time, he was industriously engaged in all but
pounding his throbbing erection into Cara's hot box, accompanied by
Cara's vocal encouragement for him to fill her with his cum. Soon the
room was alive with the liquid sounds of their pelvises slapping
together and Cara's cries of passion and pleasure.

For her part, Alison could only sit off to the side, amazed at the scene
before her: Pete's massive (to her, anyway) erection repeatedly
disappearing between Cara's distended labia as the two of them grunted
and groaned their increasing desire and arousal. She was still watching
when she saw Pete make a couple of slow, hard thrusts into Cara, then
try to push his penis as far inside his girlfriend as he could,
accompanied by a deep groan as he emptied his seed into her. A moment
later, she heard Cara cry out as she tripped over into her own climax,
her hips pressing up against Pete as she, too, tried to get him as deep
in her as possible.

After a bit, she watched as Pete carefully withdrew his softening penis
from Cara's intimate embrace, moving over to lie on his back as he got
his breath and senses back. Next to him, Cara just lay there gasping,
her open and dripping pussy clenching every so often as though inviting
Pete's penis to come back for another visit.

The show the two of them had just given her left Alison wanting to do
something to show them how much she appreciated their willingness to
share themselves with her; it took her only a few moments to move to the
bed, where she eagerly began using her mouth to clean Pete's limp and
sticky penis. When she was done with that, she happily began performing
a similar service for Cara, enthusiastically cleaning all of Pete's
semen out of her vagina.

By the time she was done, Pete and Cara had both recovered from their
most recent activities; Pete was watching closely as Alison finished up
her self-assigned task of ridding Cara's pussy of his cum.

When Alison sat up again - Pete watched the way her breasts swayed as
she moved - Cara turned to him and asked "Well, Pete - I guess having a
friend like Alison around isn't so bad after all, is it?" mischievously.

Pete had the decency to blush slightly, but readily answered "Uh, no,
it's not bad at all", his enthusiasm making Cara and Alison both smile.

For the rest of the weekend, the three friends spent nearly all of their
time pleasuring each other. The few times that they left the room, it
was to go out someplace for food - usually fast food, so they could get
back to the dorm sooner.

After that memorable weekend, the three of them became almost constant
companions. Cara was even accepting of the very infrequent 'dates'
(debauches was more like it) that Pete and Alison had; they didn't
happen very often, and afterwards, she and Alison - then, later, her and
Pete - would have a dandy time together.

When the school year ended, Alison was delighted when not only Cara, but
Pete, insisted that the two girls room together when school started
again. Even better, she was absolutely delighted when her two best
friends made arrangements with her to come and visit for a couple of
weeks during the summer.

For the rest of their time in college, Alison, Cara, and Pete spent the
greatest part of their time together in various permutations. And by
being with the others, Alison developed a measure of confidence and
self-assurance that stood her in good stead after college.

Cara and Pete eventually broke up after college. It wasn't anything that
either one of them could say was the other's fault; rather, they simply
began to grow apart. Still, both of them carried a set of very special
memories of their college years that they chose not to share with
anyone.