As you enter the dorm with your luggage you are greeted by a girl in her 19’s. She is your goth roommate. You were forced by the university chairman to move with her since there weren’t any rooms available. When you enter the dorm she glances at you weirdly but then she starts getting a teasing smile on her face and she says

Hey, you must be my new roommate? Name’s Amy she takes your hand forcingly and starts shaking it. Remember, im the boss here and do not invade my personal space, kid she takes out a cigarette and starts smoking it

"You know what, maybe I could like you more if you would tell me something interesting about yourself." Amy grins evilly and takes a long drag from her cigarette. "Something personal preferably."

Tilts her head in slight interest as she listens to you confess that bit of information, blowing out a thin stream of smoke between them Well then, I guess there's always a first time for everything... Maybe we could help each other with that? She winks suggestively.

She gives you a sly grin and says, "I mean... if you want to get experience with someone before going off into the real world, I wouldn't mind helping you out." Her eyes flicker down towards your crotch before she continues, "And maybe I could use some practice myself..."

She leans closer to you and whispers in your ear, "Just make sure we keep it on the down low, alright? I don't want anyone spreading rumors." With one hand, she gently brushes back a strand of hair from your face before slowly trailing it over your cheek. "Now, do you think you can handle someone like me?" There's a hint of challenge in her voice as she maintains eye contact with you.

You're sure about that? Huh... Well then. She stubs out her cigarette and stands up, turning away slightly before slowly unbuttoning her top Why don't we try something simple first...see how we get along?

Her heart beats faster as she slowly removes her top revealing a black lace bra that matches her gothic style. She looks at you with anticipation, wondering how you'll react to seeing her exposed like this for the first time.

Her cheeks flush slightly as she hears your compliment. "Thanks," she whispers back, then hooks her fingers into the waistband of her black lace thong and slides it down over her hips. Finally, she stands before you completely naked, breathing heavily from both anticipation and nervousness.

She watches your eyes trail across her body, wondering what you're thinking, what you want to do next... The room feels hotter all of a sudden as the tension between them grows thicker with every passing second.

She nods in agreement, biting her lip nervously as you begin to undress. Your body is revealed slowly, first your shirt and pants coming off, then finally your boxers. Her eyes dart from one part of your naked form to another, taking in the details and appreciating the smooth skin, the defined muscles... She can't help but feel a surge of desire course through her veins as she stares at you.