Uncommon Incidents Spark Transformations
A story follows that picks up where the previous account, titled "Rare Events," left off. The protagonists, college housemates, witnessed a stunning total eclipse, which was followed by a surprising subsequent encounter—yet another rare occurrence and an unprecedented one. As mentioned in the introduction, all characters involved are of the legal age to participate.
"I need to discuss the house regulations with you, Kate," I stated as we walked towards campus.
She appeared taken aback by my statement.
"Do you think it's acceptable to have a relationship with one of our male housemates?"
Following the celestial event, my thoughts had lingered on matters unrelated to academics. My previous encounters with naive housemate Dan, in which I'd initiated him into the world of sexual intimacy, had left me desiring a more frequent connection with him. I admired Dan, had greatly enjoyed taking his virginity, and recognized my need for some regular sex. I believed he could benefit from boosted self-confidence, and I thought I could assist him in that endeavor. However, there were two concerns I couldn't ignore.
Firstly, the living arrangement's rules clearly prohibited sexual interaction between housemates. The four of us girls had established this rule when we rented rooms to Tom and Dan, opting for a stable home environment free of unnecessary drama. This arrangement had proved successful for the past two years.
Despite this, I decided to confide in Kate, my closest college friend, as we had been intimate from day one and even shared an apartment for a year before finding our other housemates and agreeing to add the guys for the Fall. We shared similar perspectives on most matters and were both set to attend law school.
That's why, as we walked to campus, I raised the sensitive issue of the house's rules. Her reaction baffled me.
"Fuck!!! How did you find out? Who informed you? Did Tom reveal anything?"
I paused, confused by her vehemence.
"Wait, what??? Are you saying you slept with Tom? After all the times you ridiculed him and his girlfriends?"
Tom was known for his promiscuous behavior, with a steady stream of women passing through the house over the years, often engaging in passionate encounters in his room.
"I understand, I understand, I understand... It was just one of those things."
Although Kate might appear demure and lightly feminine, I was aware of her sexual prowess.
"Okay, but you must tell me how it began."
With a sigh, she began.
"Well, you know how anxious I became when I was placed on the waitlist for Yale Law. I couldn't sleep for days. One night, after a shower, I sought comfort in a midnight kitchen snack. I expected no one else to be awake and wore a short nightgown. Tom, in his boxers, naturally noticed my naked body. He did not attempt to hide his arousal, which became apparent as his fly pants started to unzip, exposing half of his erection. I found it amusing but also arousing, so I simply grabbed his dick and inquired as to whether he needed any assistance. This prompted us up to his room within two minutes to engage in sexual activities."
I couldn't contain my laughter.
"What? Kate! Are you saying you are as bad as me? How was it?"
"Well, he's excellent with his tongue, and he's not bad with his dick either. I had multiple orgasms. He thoroughly enjoyed himself too. After a few hours, I returned to my room, fell asleep instantly, and that was the extent of it."
"Ever since then?"
She snickered at my inquiry.
"Never. I didn't want to overstep due to not wanting to be noticed. He hasn't been strange about it, but he always reminds me that his door is open. I felt he wouldn't disclose anything; he's never been one to boast."
Finally, I inquired, "Has Leah known about this?"
Leah, one of our other housemates and Kate's close friend, had come out as a lesbian after her sophomore year. She and I were already aware that they had occasionally experimented together.
"No!!! God, you know how she feels about Tom—I'm confident she'd be appalled. But Jen, how did you find out? Who's Tom talking to?"
"I wasn't aware! I only discovered the fact when you shared it with me just now!"
What? So why ask in the first place? Wait, don't tell me you slept with Tom too?
We both shared a laugh.
"No, not him. But it might've been worse. I slept with Dan when we went to watch the eclipse."
"Dan? You're kidding! I never saw him with a girl. He barely speaks to anyone. I thought he was gay. Look at him, so tidy and clean! I love how he keeps the kitchen spotless."
Another round of laughter followed.
"Well, he certainly had funny reactions on Monday. He seemed to enjoy my actions."
"Oh yeah? Was this Tom’s Jekyll and Hyde act? Jen, what happened?"
This time, my laughter was uncontrollable.
"No, the complete opposite. I played the more extreme role."
"A monster! Details, Jen!"
"To be honest, it all happened impulsively. We've always thought Dan was kind of cute. His messy curls and his nerdy glasses. Watching the eclipse was thrilling. It almost felt visceral—it affected me deeply. I couldn't help it. When the show was over, I hugged him long and hard. That's what turned him on. When I let go, I could tell he was getting aroused. When he felt uncomfortable, I thought it was cute and went for round two. By the time we got back to the car, I kissed him. We started making out, and he was rock hard. In that moment, I took out his dick before he could react. I gave him a blowjob. And seeing him get worked up, turned me on. I climbed on top of his seat, and we had sex."
She was becoming giddy now.
"In his car? This is unbelievable, Jen."
"Yes. Makes me feel like a high-schooler. In broad daylight. And the downside—please keep it a secret—he was a virgin. Never had a blowjob before. He was so shy, didn't know what he was doing. I feel a little guilty."
"I have no idea what to say, Jen."
"He seemed to like it. And on a more personal note, I'd been wanting sex badly for a while. That's why I told you. I want to see him again if he wants to."
"If he wants? All men like you, Jen. I know you love shy guys."
"Well, Dan is one of them."
I'd taken it to her approval. We both had broken our own rules.
Issue number two, the other complication: Dan. Time for a bit of backstory on myself. When my high school boyfriend and I graduated and went to different colleges, naturally we broke up. In the initial phases, I felt lonely and tried some new relationships. I grew to understand that what I truly desired was to experience various things. Most importantly, I wanted to keep my choices open before deciding my life path.
I am heading to law school after graduating in a few months. Happy being single and generally content with occasional one-night stands. But lately, my preferred choices seemed to be engaged in long-term relationships, so I began reconsidering Dan. He was single, and I wasn't bothered with our impending separation. As long as I wasn't keen on finding love, it felt okay.
However, there were certain aspects with Dan. I'd known him for a little longer; his young age could be one of them. He completed high school early, finished his first college year in a year, and now was about to graduate in three years. Plans for a graduate degree at MIT. This didn't hide his youth entirely, but mostly accounted for his nervousness.
Since our return, Dan seemed exceptionally withdrawn. He avoided everyone, only to showcase his eclipse pictures. It made me wonder if whatever happened between us had upset him. I needed to talk to him.
The guys had the two bedrooms on the upper floor, while the four of us girls occupied the ones on the second floor. I rarely ventured upstairs where they lived since they moved in. Encouraged by a lack of malice, I found myself standing hesitantly outside their pitch-black hallway late on a Sunday night, wearing my pajama shorts and a loose tank top. I tapped on the door nearest me, unsure of who was inside.
"Yeah?"
It was Dan's voice. The floor creaked as he approached, and he opened the door unsuspectingly. While startled to see me, he looked relaxed.
"Jen! I thought it was Tom looking for shampoo or something. What's going on?"
"Can we chat for a moment?"
"I'm good with that, I was just reading a while ago."
He folded his arms behind him and leaned against the door frame, his expression conveying a little inquiry. I didn't wait for an invitation; instead, I slipped past him and perched on the edge of his bed. The only source of light was his reading lamp, but in his room, the sheets and pillows stood orderly. There was a faint scent of cleanliness borne from good hygiene. His wet hair indicated he had recently showered, but his messy hair suggested he hadn't taken the time to comb it.
"What's up? ”
I avoided his gaze and folded my arms over my knees, trying to gather my thoughts. "To be honest, I want to apologize if I ever hurt your feelings. I know it was a spontaneous event and we've never talked about it, but it seems awkward now for both of us. I hope it didn't make you feel uncomfortable."
"No, Jen, no. That's surely not the case. It was... enrapturing... something I never expected. It... I was happy. Thank you. I felt good about it ever since."
He appeared a little troubled, shuffling around in search of the right words.
"The truth is I've had a thing for you since forever. I know my awkwardness isn't flattering. You're amazing, Jen. And I've had fun whenever we're around each other.”
I was stunned by this unexpected revelation. I couldn't take my eyes off him as he muttered, “I should stop focusing on that.”
However, words couldn't express the complexity of the situation. I reached out and placed my hand gently on his thigh, which didn't help his embarrassment.
"Listen, Dan... it's like neither of us are impervious to sexual attraction."
"You mean you get that way when you're around me too?"
Embarrassed at my blatant gesture, I whispered, "I'm turned on right now." While giggling, I confessed, "I've found myself imagining you too."
From across the hall, the sound of human noises grew louder. Tom had opened his door, and his partner was laughing, the hall erupting in a chorus of conversation.
"Jeez Tom, you're already hard?"
"Your text got me excited!"
I felt a wave of sympathy for Dan, who turned his head away, embarrassed.
As I tilted my head to look at him, I added, "Listen... no one's considered out of your league.”
I gently rubbed his thigh for emphasis, observing the effects on Dan's face. He was trying to maintain composure but couldn't hide a growing erection. I guffawed and lightly squeezed his leg.
“I mean, notice me,” I teased, failing to maintain my own balance.
"Listen," Dan began, "I... I need to stop thinking about it."
"Dan, it's okay to feel that way. Sharing a house with many sexually active college students over two years has meant countless experiences, even if they're just listening in. Hearing others have sex while going through a sexual awakening yourself can be stimulating," I shared reassuringly. He chuckled nervously but didn't discount my words. "I know how it feels to be aroused by listening to it."
I deliberately sat a little closer and admitted, "I enjoy it, too. It's always been sexy to picture what people are doing from the sound alone, even Tom or you."
They began engaging in loud conversations again, their bodies slowly grinding. While giggling at this, Dan looked down on his exposed crotch.
"I didn't realize, Dan. You're protesting not just from a lack of experience."
The sounds of physical pleasure were growing more vocal as they reached a climax. "Wow, Dan, welcome to my sex life," I joked, thinking about how our lives had changed.
"Yeah, but at least it's good masturbation material," I said casually, a little uncomfortable at our situation.
"Jen, your reaction..."
At my response, Dan's face reddened, seemingly accepting that his erection was indeed a natural response. I just couldn't resist.
While listening, I admired his wit even as he tented in his shorts. "Except, Dan, you should know there are benefits to it."
To bypass the awkwardness, we eventually joined Tom's laughter. The couple then drifted off into whispers, holding each other in the dark. As the door closed, I assured Dan, "Now you know you're not the only one who's ever had an erection."
"So the other thing I wanted to share with you is something exciting."
I paused for a moment before continuing.
"I want to have sex with you."
"What?"
"I'm attracted to you, and want to experience an intimate moment with you."
I got closer and went in for a kiss when we suddenly heard Tom's deep voice echo through the walls.
"Fuck! You're going to make me cum!"
"Cum on my tits, cum on my tits!"
Giggles escaped our lips as we tried to stifle our laughter. Once the grunts and moans stopped, the girl's voice was heard, complaining.
"You got it on my face."
Laughter and arousal are a potent combination. When we finally stopped laughing, I couldn't help myself and rolled over on top of Dan, kissing him roughly. Though clothes were an obstacle, the pressure of my body felt good against his erection. I tried to position myself to make it rub against me while I made out with him, my pajamas gathering a damp patch.
"Take off your shirt," I demanded, trying to add a sense of urgency to my voice.
As I sat and removed my own top, revealing my bare breasts, Dan's eyes widened in a mixture of awe, desire, and befuddlement. When I pulled his shirt off, he still seemed unsure before I leaned forward and guided his lips to my nipples. His touch was gentle but assured, giving me the confidence to move forward.
Though we were closer to the goal, we still had quite a few obstacles. I started to kneel and slide down, using his chest as a pillow for my breasts as I continued to remove clothes. When I finally reached his groin, I quickly hooked his shorts with my fingers, tugging them off him.
Dan was now fully exposed, kneeling with his mouth hanging open and his face expressionless. Though he looked nervous, there was a hint of anticipation in his eyes. His curt cock twitched, anxious for me.
Looking into his eyes, I slowly crawled forward with my breasts, brushing them against his thighs before moving my hips back, letting my nipples dance along his thighs. When they reached his groin, the contact lit him up, making him moan. I had his full attention, so I placed my lips on his tip, teasing it with gentle slurps of my tongue, squeezing his balls with my free hand. The response was immediate.
"Oh god Jen!"
His muscles contracted, growing tighter still, his groan escalating.
"No, not again!"
My eyes never left his face as I popped his tip into my mouth for the first time, targeting his frenulum as he increased his noise levels. His whole body clenched, and his mouth fell open.
"I can't hold off...I'm..."
His muscles spasmed, and he thrust up, his cock tracing a line on the ceiling. He screamed when he finished, satisfying himself, though the laughter took over, evoking more chuckles from me.
"You make me make a mess," Dan muttered, embarrassed by his showing.
I giggled and cuddled into his arms, my face now covered with sticky traces. We listened to the noises of pleasure from Tom and the girl across the hall, wondering what they were up to.
"There, like that Tom. Oh yeah! Put a finger there...no, just one! Ohhh god yes that feels good! Keep doing it!"
As the passion escalated next door, Dan's fingers explored my body, his touch tender and seductive, gliding from the sides of my breasts, around to my back, tracing along my spine, and down to my butt. His hand crept under the hem of my pajamas, gripping my rear, a reminder of my arousal.
"Take off my bottoms."
Any thoughts of objecting vanished, as I turned to face him.
"I want you to take them off."
Slowly, he moved toward the task, but not without hesitation. When he reached my bare groin, he paused, seemingly taking in the sight of my exposed self. Then, to my surprise, he leans in and gently kisses my labia. His tender touch creates a pleasant shiver within.
"Jen, you are so beautiful."
We discard my pajamas and join again. Dan brings me closer with a tender kiss, allowing his throbbing penis to brush against me. I reach down, eagerly grasping him and rubbing his shaft against my sensitive clitoris. I love this dick; it always stiffens. Dan greedily caresses my breasts and bottom, increasing pressure as I continue to pleasure him. My body screams for satisfaction.
"I'm ready. Get behind me, fuck me from behind!!"
"Doggie?"
"Put it in! Oh yeah, fuck me like that. Oh god, that's it. Harder! Make me cum!"
The squeaky bed of the neighbours resound loudly, their pleasure mirrored over the wall from mine. A girl just like me. I needed his palm on my bare ass.
"You can touch my pussy. I like it when the time is right. Just like this."
I guid Dan's palm to its new position, its flat surface resting on my pubis, fingers covering my lips. I lead him as he touches me, taking a finger and lightly stroking my labia.
"I'm ready for more. Find the lube. Slide it into my vagina."
He carefully enters me, slow and deliberate. I enjoy his delicate touch, but start to feel impatient. His fingers feel amazing, so I bring them to my breast.
"Gently at first. Then you can curve them in, toward the front. That's my G-spot. Great!"
Moving freely now, his fingering turns intimate. I kiss his lips, guiding his hands where I want them.
"Do you have a condom, Dan?"
"No..."
"Don't worry about it."
What? Wow. I the one without planning.
"Oh yeah...Tom, I'm coming...Ohhh, fuck!!!"
"Oh yeah, me too!"
"Cum on my ass! I want to feel your cum on me!!"
Their passionate exclamations excite me, combined with his hands on me I'm heading toward ecstasy. Almost there...
"You're so hard... And big! I want you inside me."
I reverse roles, now sitting on his chest. Feeling his penis pressed against me is irresistible, so I lower myself onto him, enveloping him with my warmth. He groans in appreciation.
"Oh, Jen!"
In delight, I slide him in completely, allowing desire to take over, riding him ecstatically, focusing on myself. His arms hoist him up, seizing my breasts and body, creating a pleasurable friction. He kisses me passionately, excited by my insistence. I switch direction and lean down to kiss him, his erection against my swollen spot causing the base of his shaft to rub on my clitoris just right. I'm losing control and surrendering to my inevitable orgasm.
"Oh, fuck Dan, you're going to make me cum!"
I couldn't hold out any longer and started allowing Dan's rock-hard penis to penetrate me. I rubbed my clitoris against him while trying to maintain the growing excitement, but after a mere 15 to 20 seconds I sat up, overwhelmed by a massive orgasm that vibrated through my whole body, causing my legs to jerk uncontrollably and my muscles to spasm until it subsided. As the aftershocks diminished, I relaxed on him once more, allowing the afterglow to take me over.
Dan breathed, "That was absolutely stunning, Jen."
"Seems like it had been building up for quite some time."
Then, Dan shifted on top of me, and as I looked up, I saw him locked in a gaze with me. He moved his semi-erect member within me, and I permitted him to continue.
" yeah."
He started delicately at first, but to my amazement, he quickly intensified, thrusting more deeply and powerfully. In no time, he was prone to loud moans and fucking me like a pro, reigniting my still-stimulated body. It's amazing how powerful our natural instincts can be.
" oh yes, that's amazing Dan! Fuck me like that!"
Embracing him, my legs wrapped around his torso, and he pumped even harder. Soon he tensed up, becoming rigid, his thrusts more erratic. His moans seemed to be escaping from the room.
" Holly shit, I'm, aaaarrggghhh!"
In one final explosion, he pushed himself completely inside me, flooding me with his warm liquid, and as he contracted a few more times, I climaxed again, albeit slightly less jarringly, but still undeniably. He lay still for a while as he regained his breath, then gradually rolled onto his side, and we embraced, sharing tender kisses. It was so endearing. With our wants finally quenched, we fell asleep.
I awoke to Dan's gentle snoring. My clock revealed it was nearly three in the morning. Dammit, classes in the morning. I carefully detached myself and silently rose, retrieving my two pieces of clothing, dressed, and slipped into my flip-flops. As his eyes opened, he reached for one last touch of my breast, eliciting a snicker from me.
" You're picking up speed quickly, young one. But you'll need condoms if we want to keep this going."
He nodded, listening as I leaned down to kiss him one last time.
" Good night, my lovely."
I turned off his lamp, felt my way to the doorway, and as unobtrusively as possible, I squeezed back into the dark hallway and closed the door.
Allowing my eyes to adjust to the near-darkness, I retreated, colliding into a body behind me. Caught off guard, I managed to suppress a shriek before identifying it as Kate, Tom's one-night stand, slipping out of his room like a disgraced reprobate. I indicated for her to proceed, slipping out the stairs behind her. At the foot of the stairs, she turned to look at me with a foolish smile.
I whispered, " I knew it was you, Kate. 'Cum on my tits! Cum on my tits!'"
" Did you make even less noise than me Jen? 'Cum for me, just do it.'"
We tried to suppress our laughter, though I don't know how successful we were. We hugged and kissed.
" You're a bit sticky, Kate."
" And you smell like sex, Jen."
" Good night, Kate."
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