College psychology F/F FF/F

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Maya, with her fiery red hair cascading over her shoulders, sat cross-legged at her desk in their small college dorm room, her black sundress hiking up slightly to reveal the white stockings she always seemed to wear. Her eyes scanned the pages of the psychology textbook, her brow furrowed in concentration. She chewed the end of her pen as she tried to make sense of the complex theories on human sexuality and the origins of various fetishes. The room was filled with the faint scent of vanilla candles, an attempt to create a cozy atmosphere amidst the stacks of books and scattered notes.

Cindy, her roommate, lounged on the bed opposite Maya, her black hair tied back in a loose ponytail. She had a penchant for simple, comfortable clothing, like the oversized T-shirt and shorts she wore today. Her bare feet, adorned with a fresh black pedicure, swung lazily in the air, occasionally grazing the plush carpet. Her eyes flickered over the same textbook, a smirk playing on her lips as she read the case studies on various sexual preferences and behaviors.

The psychology class they both attended had assigned an unusual homework that had piqued their curiosity: to engage in a conversation with someone and discuss their own fetishes. It was part of a broader discussion on acceptance and understanding in human sexuality. Maya and Cindy had always been open with each other, but this was a topic they had never touched upon. The tension in the room grew palpable as they both pondered who they could ask.

Finally, Cindy, feeling a sudden surge of courage, decided to be the one to break the silence. She set her book down and looked over at Maya, her gaze lingering on the tantalizing length of those white stockings. "Hey, Maya," she began, her voice slightly lower than usual. "I've been thinking about our homework, and I was wondering if you'd be up for helping me out with it?"

Maya looked up from her work, her emerald eyes meeting Cindy's. She could feel the heat rising in her cheeks as she realized what Cindy was hinting at. She took a deep breath and nodded. "Sure, Cindy. What do you want to know?" Her voice was steady, but she could feel her heart pounding in her chest.

Cindy took a moment to gather her thoughts before speaking. "Well, you know I have a bit of a foot fetish, right?" She asked tentatively, watching Maya's reaction.

Maya nodded, feeling a mix of nervousness and excitement. "Yeah, I've noticed. It's cool. Everyone's got their own thing."

Cindy's smirk grew wider. "And what about you?" She prodded. "Is there anything you're into that's a bit... unconventional?"

Maya hesitated before finally admitting, "I've always had a thing for bondage and stockings." She felt a rush of adrenaline as the words left her lips.

Cindy's eyes widened, and she sat up, her interest clearly piqued. "Really?" She leaned forward, her voice dropping to a whisper. "That's so hot."

The room grew quiet for a moment, the only sound the rustle of pages as they both pretended to continue studying. But the energy between them had shifted. The air was charged with something new and thrilling.

Maya wanting to break the awkward tension got up and went to use the washroom . As she walked away, Cindy couldn’t help but admire the way the stockings hugged her toned legs and the way the dress swayed with every step she took. Her thoughts were racing, and she felt a sudden urge to act on the attraction she had been feeling for months.

When Maya returned, Cindy pounced. She didn’t say a word as she approached Maya from behind, wrapping her arms around her waist. Maya gasped in surprise, but Cindy had the upper hand." Hey! What are you doing ?" She squirmed in Cindy’s grasp, but the other girl was stronger than she looked.

"I think I know how we can help each other with this homework," Cindy whispered into Maya’s ear, her breath tickling the sensitive skin. "Let’s put theory into practice, shall we?"

Maya’s heart raced as Cindy spun her around to face her. She could see the mischief dancing in her roommate’s dark eyes. Before she could protest, Cindy had pushed her back onto the bed, the mattress squeaking in protest under their combined weight. Her heart was pounding in her chest, a mix of fear and excitement coursing through her veins.

Cindy reached into the drawer of her nightstand and pulled out a pair of soft, velvet-covered handcuffs. "Trust me?" She asked with a wink.

Maya’s breath hitched, but she nodded. This was a chance to explore her own desires in a safe environment with someone she trusted. Plus, the thrill of the situation was intoxicating. She allowed Cindy to secure her wrists to the bed frame, the cool metal pressing against her skin.

Cindy straddled Maya’s legs, her own bare feet planted firmly on the bed. She leaned down and kissed her, her tongue slipping into Maya’s mouth as if it was the most natural thing in the world. Maya’s body responded instinctively, her hips bucking slightly.

Cindy broke the kiss, a satisfied smile playing on her lips. She began to trace a path down Maya’s body with her fingertips, pausing at the top of her stockings. "I’ve always wondered what it would be like to play with someone who shares my kink." She whispered, her eyes never leaving Maya’s.

Maya’s eyes widened as Cindy started to peel back the stockings, her fingers grazing the sensitive skin beneath. The sensation was electric, sending shivers down her spine. She felt a thrill of anticipation as Cindy’s hand moved lower, her breath coming in shallow gasps.

Cindy leaned down and kissed the soft arch of Maya’s foot, her tongue flicking out to taste the smooth skin. Maya giggled, the sensation of Cindy’s breath and kisses on her feet sending a jolt of pleasure through her body.

As Cindy continued to explore Maya’s body with her mouth and hands, Maya felt herself relaxing into the experience. The tickling was a delicious torment, making her squirm and laugh. Cindy tickled her for the next 12 minutes, her eyes gleaming with amusement and desire as Maya’s giggles filled the room.

Maya’s laughter soon turned to moans as Cindy’s attentions grew more intimate. She kissed and licked her way up Maya’s legs, finally reaching the apex of her thighs. Maya’s hips lifted off the bed, seeking contact, and Cindy didn’t disappoint. Her mouth was hot and wet as she tasted Maya’s sweetness, her tongue delving into her fold through the white stockings .

Just as the intensity of their play reached a crescendo, there was a knock at the door. "Girls! Can you keep it down?" A muffled voice called out from the hallway. Cindy’s eyes widened, and she quickly grabbed a pillow, pressing it over Maya’s mouth to muffle her sounds.

Maya’s eyes grew wide with panic, but Cindy just winked, a glint of excitement in her gaze. She pulled out a pair of Maya’s used stockings, which she had been wearing under her gym sweats earlier, and used them to gag her. The scent of her own arousal filled Maya’s nostrils, making her even wetter as she struggled against her restraints.

Ignoring the interruption, Cindy grabbed a bottle of red nail polish from her desk and a toe separator she had hidden in her drawer. She had always loved the sight of neatly painted toes peeking out of stockings, and now she had the perfect opportunity to indulge her fetish. She straddled Maya’s chest, her knees pressing into the soft pillows. "Now it's my turn," she murmured, her voice thick with lust as she began to carefully remove Maya’s white stockings.

Maya’s eyes widened as she watched Cindy’s nimble fingers unroll the stockings, revealing her bare feet. She squirmed under Cindy’s weight, the feeling of the nylon sliding off her skin making her even more aroused. The cool air of the room kissed her legs, sending goosebumps across her flesh.

Cindy placed the stockings aside and picked up the toe separator, her eyes glinting with excitement. "I've been dying to do this," she confessed, spreading Maya’s toes apart with the plastic device. Her breath was hot against Maya’s foot as she leaned in, her tongue darting out to lick the delicate skin between her toes.

Maya’s moan was muffled by the stockings filling her mouth, her eyes squeezed shut in pleasure as Cindy’s mouth moved from one toe to the next, sucking and kissing in-between each one.

Cindy’s own arousal was growing, the scent of Maya’s desire filling the room. She reset the toe separator and picked up the bottle of nail polish, her hand trembling slightly with anticipation. She painted each of Maya’s toes with meticulous care, taking her time to ensure each stroke was perfect. The red color looked tantalizing against Maya’s pale skin, and the sight made Cindy’s heart race.

Maya, unable to contain herself, arched her back and moaned around the gag. Her eyes were glazed with pleasure, watching as Cindy worked on her toes with such focus. She had never felt so exposed, so vulnerable, and yet, she had never felt so alive.

With the final stroke of polish, Cindy set the bottle aside and admired her handiwork. "Beautiful," she murmured, gently massaging Maya’s painted toes. The thrill of the situation had Cindy’s creativity soaring, and she knew just the thing to take their little experiment to the next level. She leaned in close to Maya’s ear and whispered, "I have a surprise for you."

With a sly grin, Cindy slipped off the bed and padded out of the room, her bare feet silent on the carpet. Maya lay there, bound and gagged, her heart pounding in her chest. She had no idea what Cindy had planned, but she felt a delicious mix of anticipation and trepidation. Her legs were trembling with the need for release, but she knew Cindy wouldn’t let her come so easily.

Cindy returned a few minutes later, her eyes gleaming with excitement. Behind her, a tall, athletic figure with short, blonde hair emerged into the room. "Maya, meet Heather," Cindy said with a wicked smile. "She's going to help us with the homework."

Heather, dressed in a tight-fitting dress that accentuated her muscular frame, stepped closer to the bed, her eyes scanning Maya's bound form with an intense hunger. Cindy had been telling her about their little arrangement, and she was more than eager to participate. She had always loved the thrill of watching and sometimes joining in with Cindy's adventures, especially when they involved a submissive beauty like Maya.

With Heather’s arrival, the energy in the room shifted again. Maya's eyes went wide as Cindy removed the gag, and she took in the newcomer. "What's going on?" She managed to ask, her voice trembling slightly.

"Heather is going to help us," Cindy explained, her voice smooth as silk. "You see, she has a bit of a... dominant streak."

Maya felt a mix of fear and excitement at the prospect, her body already responding to the idea. Heather leaned down, her hand resting on Maya's cheek, and whispered, "Don't worry, I'll make sure you're well taken care of."

As Maya toes dried Cindy and Heather got changed into something more appropriate for their little bondage and stocking worship session. Cindy returned to the room with a mischievous grin on her face, holding a beautifully wrapped box. "This is a special gift for you," she told Maya, her eyes sparkling with excitement. Inside the box was a stunning pair of nude silk stockings that shimmered in the dim light of the room.

Maya felt a thrill run through her as Cindy gently untied her hands and removed her sundress, leaving her only in her black lace bra and black panties. " You won't be needing those either," Heather said, her voice firm but not unkind. She had a way of speaking that made Maya's body respond, a mix of authority and allure.

Maya’s eyes took in the sight of her roommate and Heather standing before her in their underwear, their bodies a tantalizing display of curves and strength. Cindy had a set of black lingerie with stockings that matched her pedicure, while Heather wore a lacy red bra and thong that highlighted her muscular physique.

Maya’s body was petite but toned, with small perky breasts that peeked over the edge of her lacy black bra. Her waist was cinched in by the elastic of her panties, which sat low on her hips, revealing the smooth curve of her stomach. Her legs were long and slender, leading down to the crimson-polished toes that Cindy had been worshiping earlier. The contrast of the red nails against her pale skin was incredibly alluring.

Maya reached behind her and unhooked her bra, letting it fall to the floor. She slipped off her panties, feeling a thrill of vulnerability as she lay completely exposed before them. Cindy's eyes widened as she took in the sight of Maya's naked body, her own excitement growing. Heather, ever the professional, helped Maya into the nude stockings, smoothing them up her legs with a gentle touch that made her skin tingle.

Once Maya was in the stockings, Heather grabbed the red rope from the black duffel bag she had brought. She approached the bed with a sense of purpose, her eyes never leaving Maya's. "Time to get you into a more suitable position," she said, her voice low and commanding.

With surprising gentleness, Heather rolled Maya onto her stomach and positioned her arms and legs in an eagle spread. She tied the ropes securely but not too tightly, making sure that Maya's wrists and ankles were bound to the bed frame. The soft material of the rope caressed Maya's skin as it wrapped around her, and she couldn’t help but let out a small whimper of pleasure as she felt the restraints hold her firmly in place.

Her buttocks were now fully exposed, the cheeks slightly parted, and the lacy tops of the nude stockings she wore teasing the edge of her thighs. Cindy watched with rapt attention, her own arousal growing as she took in the sight of her bound roommate.



Heather turned to Cindy, a knowing look in her eyes. "Your turn," she said, holding out a set of leather handcuffs and ankle cuffs. Cindy took them eagerly, her heart racing as she allowed Heather to secure her wrists and ankles, the cool leather of the cuffs sending a thrill through her body. The collar was the final touch, fastened snugly around her neck, a symbol of her submission to the evening's festivities. A chain link was added to her ankles giving her only 3 inches to take a step and a small padlock was attached to the collar.

"Now then, I want you to grab a paddle and give it to me," Heather instructed Cindy, her voice firm but not unkind. She watched as Cindy's eyes lit up with excitement and a touch of naughtiness. Cindy scurried over to the bag, her breath hitching as she rummaged through the assortment of toys and implements. Her hand closed around the smooth, leather paddle, the perfect size for delivering a sting that would leave a delightful mark.

Heather took the paddle from Cindy, her eyes never leaving Maya's exposed and vulnerable form. "And grab the jawbreaker ballgag," she added, her gaze flicking to the side where the gag sat in a neat line with other bondage gear. Cindy obeyed, her heart racing as she handed the large, white candy ballgag to Heather. The anticipation was palpable as Heather took the gag in her hand and approached the bed.

Maya's eyes grew even wider as she watched Heather's strong hand reach for her mouth. She had never used a gag before, and the thought of being silenced so thoroughly sent a shiver down her spine. But she knew she had given her consent, and the excitement of the unknown was part of the thrill.

Heather gently inserted the jawbreaker ball into Maya’s mouth, the hard candy pressing against her tongue and the roof of her mouth. As the candy began to melt, the sweet taste of cherry filled her senses, mingling with her own arousal. She felt the drool start to form at the corners of her mouth, the sticky warmth of it trickling down her chin and onto the pillow beneath her. The sensation was oddly comforting, and she found herself relaxing into the feeling of being utterly at their mercy.

Heather looked down at Maya, her eyes filled with a mix of hunger and satisfaction. She knew that Maya was both terrified and turned on by this new development, and it only made her want to push her boundaries further. "Now," she said, her voice low and commanding, "You have a choice, Cindy. Who do you want to spank her me or you?"

Cindy's eyes glittered with excitement, the power of choice a thrilling rush. She licked her lips, considering her options. She had always dreamed of spanking Maya, but the idea of watching Heather, her dominant friend, do it was equally tantalizing. "There a catch though ," Heather said, her voice a seductive purr, "If you spank her, I get to decide when you cum."



Cindy's eyes narrowed, the challenge accepted. "Fine," she said, her voice a little breathless. "I'll do it." She took the paddle from Heather's hand, feeling the weight of it in her grasp. Maya's breathing grew rapid, her cheeks flushing a deep red that matched her painted nails.

Cindy took a moment to admire Maya's bare ass, the skin pale and unblemished. She raised the paddle high and brought it down with a sharp crack, the sound echoing through the room. Maya's body jolted, her muffled cry muffled by the gag. The first strike left a perfect paddleprint on her right cheek, the redness spreading like a warm kiss.

Heather leaned against the wall, one hand idly playing with breast as she watched Cindy take charge. She enjoyed seeing Cindy like this, in her element, especially when it came to someone as deliciously submissive as Maya. Cindy's hand swung again, the paddle meeting Maya's left cheek with another crack. Maya's body arched, her toes curling in pleasure. The sound of the paddle against skin grew rhythmic, a steady beat that matched the pulse of the girls' excitement.

With each stroke, Maya's ass grew redder, the skin taut and sensitive. Cindy counted softly under her breath, keeping track of the number. She had never been so focused, her every move calculated to bring the most pleasure and pain to Maya. By the time she reached fifty, Maya's ass was a beautiful shade of crimson, but she had held back enough to keep the spanking from leaving any lasting marks. Then by mistake she did fifty one .Maya's eyes went big from shock and pain and Cindy realized her mistake and felt bad but she knew it was part of the game.

Maya’s muffled whimpers grew louder, her body writhing against the restraints. Heather reached for Maya pussy to check how wet she was, a smug smile playing on her lips as she felt the slickness that had gathered there. She nodded at Cindy, good job, but I believe I told you to stop at fifty. It's time for your punishment."

With a flick of her wrist, Heather untied Cindy's ankle cuffs and led her over to the chair, her own excitement growing as she took in Cindy's flushed face and heavy breathing. Cindy's eyes were glazed with a mix of pleasure and fear, her body trembling as she anticipated what was to come. Heather sat her down and secured her to the chair, her hands and feet bound with ropes that left her in a spread wide open position, mirroring Maya's.

Maya watched with a mix of trepidation and arousal as Heather approached the bed, her eyes never leaving Cindy's bound form. Heather reached into her bag and pulled out a bottle of massage oil, the liquid glistening in the candlelight. She straddled Maya's back, her thighs pressing into the reddened skin of her new friends ass as she began to rub the warm oil into Maya red butt.

Maya felt a jolt of pleasure as Heather's strong hands glided over her own sticky skin, her fingers deftly untying the knots that held her ankles to the bed frame. The feeling of the cool air against her sensitive flesh was almost too much to bear, and she squirmed beneath Heather's touch. "Easy now," Heather murmured, her voice soothing despite the firmness of her grip.

Once Maya was free, Heather pulled her into a standing position, the ropes that had held her wrists together now draped loosely around them. She reached for the jawbreaker gag, her thumb brushing against Maya's swollen lips as she deftly unbuckled it. The sticky candy was removed from her mouth, leaving her gasping for air, the taste of cherry still lingering on her tongue.

Without wasting any time, Heather replaced the gag with a ring gag, the metal bar pressing against the back of Maya's throat as she secured it in place. The sensation of the cold metal was a stark contrast to the warm candy, sending another wave of excitement through her body. The ring gag allowed for her mouth to be open wider, exposing her tongue and throat to their whims. Now why don't you go sit on your roommate lap! So she can see how sticky you are down there," Heather instructed with a wink.

Maya, still feeling the effects of the jawbreaker gag, stumbled over to Cindy, her legs wobbly from the intense sensations of the spanking. She straddled Cindy's lap, her sticky pussy making contact with her roommate's skin. Cindy's eyes widened as she felt the warmth of Maya's arousal against her, and she couldn't help but lick her lips in anticipation.

Heather stepped back, watching the scene unfold before her with a pleased smile. She knew that Cindy had a penchant for cleaning her feet, and she couldn't resist the opportunity to put that particular fetish to use in this scenario. "Now, Cindy," she said, her voice smooth as silk, "It's time for you to clean up Maya. Show her how much you appreciate her letting you spank her."

Cindy's eyes widened at the command, but she didn't hesitate. She leaned forward, her tongue darting out to lick the sticky sweetness from Maya's skin. The taste of the jawbreaker mixed with Maya's saliva was unexpectedly delicious, sending a shiver of excitement down her spine. She lapped at the stickiness, her tongue sliding over the soft mounds of Maya's chest. Maya 's breath hitched as she felt Cindy's hot mouth on her sensitive flesh, the sensation of her roommate's tongue sending waves of pleasure through her body.

Cindy got most of the drool off Maya body then moved closer to her lip sticky with anticipation. She hovered just millimeters from Maya’s mouth, her breath hot and heavy. "Ready?" She whispered before pressing her lips to Maya’s, their tongues meeting in a passionate French kiss. Heather comes and and attaches nipple clamps to both girls, the cold metal biting into their sensitive flesh. She took a piece of rope and connected the clamps, ensuring that they were no more than 5 inches apart, their bodies bound together in a delicious dance of pain and pleasure.

Maya moaned into Cindy’s mouth, the feeling of the rope pulling at her nipples with each movement driving her wild. Heather watched the two of them, her own arousal growing. She knew it was time to up the ante. She grabbed a velvet blindfold from her bag and slipped it over Cindy’s eyes, plunging her into darkness. "Now, you can't see, but you can still feel, can't you?" She asked, her voice a seductive purr.

Without waiting for a response, Heather reached into the bag once more and pulled out a shiny, new butt plug and a vibrator wand. The sight of the toys made Maya's stomach flip with excitement. Heather leaned in and whispered in Cindy's ear, "You can't use your mouth to make Maya cum. But she can use her mouth to make you cum." Cindy nodded eagerly, understanding the new rules of the game.

Maya help to the floor the rope no longer connecting their nipples but Cindy was still blindfolded and bound to the chair, her wrists and ankles tied to the chair legs. Heather’s eyes were dark with desire as she approached Maya, the butt plug and vibrator wand in hand. She knelt behind Maya and gently parted her cheeks, revealing her tight, pink hole. "Ready for this?" She murmured, her voice thick with lust. Luckily Mayastill had lot's of oil near her butt hole from earlier .

Maya nodded, her breath hitching in anticipation. Heather lubricated the butt plug and began to ease it inside Maya, her movements slow and deliberate. Maya gasped as the toy stretched her, the feeling of fullness growing with each inch. Heather worked it in and out, preparing her for what was to come.

Once the plug was securely in place, Heather turned her attention to Cindy, who was listening with a mix of envy and excitement. She slipped a ball gag into Cindy’s mouth, the sound of it filling the room as she secured it behind her head. "Now, Maya, it's your turn to play," Heather said, handing her the vibrator wand. "But remember, you can't use it on Cindy only yourself. If you want Cindy to cum you going want to use your mouth on her."

Maya took the vibrator from Heather, feeling a thrill of power and excitement. She switched it on, the low buzz of the toy vibrating in her hand. She pressed it against her own clit, her eyes rolling back in pleasure. She had never felt anything so intense, and the thought of making Cindy feel the same was almost too much to handle.

But Heather had other plans. Before Maya could make a move, Heather grabbed another gag and moved swiftly behind Cindy. She slid a soft, velvet-covered ball into Cindy's mouth, fastening the straps tightly around her head. "Now, you're both going to be quiet," she murmured, a hint of mischief in her voice. She also turned on the butt plug vibrator mode surprising Maya making her jump.

Maya's eyes widened in shock and pleasure as the plug inside her began to vibrate. She could feel it deep within her, sending waves of sensation through her body. She had to bite her lip to keep from crying out, focusing instead on the task at hand. She leaned over, her breasts pressing against Cindy's stomach, and using her tongue to move Cindy dark stockings out of the way. She found her roommate's clit and began to lick and suck with a newfound enthusiasm, the vibrations from her own plug guiding her movements.

Cindy's moans grew muffled behind the gag, her hips jerking in response to Maya’s eager mouth. The sensations were intense, her body straining against the restraints. Heather watched the scene before her with a smug smile, enjoying the way the two girls were at her mercy.

As Maya worked on Cindy with her mouth, Heather couldn’t help but feel a bit left out. She stood up and approached the chair, her own desire clear in her eyes. She knelt in front of Maya "Now, Maya," she said, her voice dripping with seduction, "You're going to suck my toes while you make Cindy cum."

Maya nodded, her eyes glazed over with lust. She leaned back, her mouth still working on Cindy’s clit, and reached for Heather’s foot. She slipped one of the pink polished toes into her mouth, the taste of nail polish and the scent of Cindy’s arousal mixing together in a heady cocktail.

Heather's eyes rolled back in her head as Maya's tongue swirled around her big toe. Cindy moaned as Heather took a different approach , using her hand to play with Cindy's clit, her thumb circling the sensitive nub with just the right amount of pressure. Maya could feel Cindy's thighs tense and knew she was close. She sucked harder on Heather's toe, the vibrations from the plug in her ass sending waves of pleasure through her body.

Just as quickly as it all began all three girls felt their orgasms approaching like a freight train. Heather's toes curled in ecstasy as Maya’s skilled mouth worked her foot, the vibrations from the plug inside her driving her wild. Cindy’s moans grew louder, her body taut from Heather hand's relentless stroking.

Suddenly, Heather leaned back, her breath coming in ragged gasps. "Alright, that's enough," she murmured, her voice barely above a whisper. She gently pulled her toe from Maya’s mouth, her hand moving to unbuckle the gag around Cindy's head. " You girls need to get back to studying . You have a test tomorrow, remember?"

Maya and Cindy looked at each other, their eyes glazed with lust and disbelief. The spell was broken, but the desire remained, a potent reminder of their shared secrets and newfound connection. Cindy nodded," but we can explore more fetishes next time". She leaned back in the chair, her body still quivering from the intense orgasm that had just ripped through her. Maya, her own passion momentarily sated, managed a small smile, the vibrations from the plug in her ass subsiding as Heather turned it off.