Her abrasive roommate joins the fun

"Oh, shit, it's my roommate!" said Alyssa, frantically grabbing her shirt.

I could have said, "Please go away," or "Please get a phone call and stand outside until we're dressed," or something like that. Instead, the first thing that popped into my sex-addled brain and out my mouth was, "Please be just as hot as Alyssa."

The girl that walked in was so hot that even though I was panting from just having cum, I still got a little hard again. Her Asian heritage gave her shiny black hair that hung down to her waist. She was wearing a black crop top, so I could see that her waist was just as trim as Alyssa's, and her breasts were just as big. Maybe her hips and ass weren't quite as perfect as her blonde roommate's, but her striking face made up for it. Those thick lips curled into a permanent little snarl did something to me that I can't describe.

Of course, that snarl turned into a shocked 'O' when she saw us naked on the couch.

"What the fuck, Alyssa!?"

"I'm sorry!" Alyssa hastily pulled on her panties as she talked. "I didn't think you'd be back yet!"

"Not the point!" shouted the hot Asian-American girl. "You have your own room! I shouldn't have to walk in on this shit! And... how old is he? Twelve?!"

"No, no, he's our age!"

"Bullshit!"

"Actually," I said meekly, "I'm eighteen."

Alyssa turned to me. "What? You said you were a senior... oh you little fucking-"

"Please don't hold that against me!"

She smiled and gently put a hand on my cheek. "Oh, of course not! I don't care what age you are!"

"Well, I fucking care that he isn't wearing any pants!" shouted the roommate, holding up a hand to block me out of her vision.

I looked back to her and said, "Please don't make a big deal out of this."

She dropped her hand and took a breath. "Sure, it's fine. Just get your pants on and go."

I reached for my clothes on the floor. "Um, actually, I was hoping to stay and hang out with Alyssa for awhile. Maybe we could all get to know each other. Please?"

She rolled her eyes and said, "Fine. You can stay."

Alyssa seemed relieved that this was settled. "Rick, this is Vicky Kim, my roommate."

Vicky walked over to the couch and grudgingly shook my hand. Her skin was the softest thing I've ever touched, and the **** stare she gave me as we shook hands made my heart beat faster.

After Alyssa and I finished dressing we played the Fight Alley 2 beta that she had mentioned. It had some really fun features, but also a bunch of bugs that made it hard to get into. Vicky sat in a stuffed chair to the side and made small talk. She told me about how she was a chemistry major and had a job lined up at a big chemical company after graduation. She asked me what I wanted to study when I got to college, although she didn't actually sound at all interested.

"Damn, Vicky, you don't even sound like you want to be here right now," said Alyssa as her character in the game jumped up and stomped on my head.

"Well, I don't, but he asked if we could get to know each other, so that's what we're doing. I need to be doing my yoga practice."

"Oh, don't mind me," I said. "Please go ahead and do it."

Vicky let out an annoyed sigh and rolled her eyes again, which was extremely sexy on her. Despite the fact that they were both super fit and super stacked, Alyssa seemed more like crossfit hot and Vicky was more bitch-queen hot. She got up, swung her super long, black hair over her shoulder, and went to her room.

I played a couple more rounds with Alyssa, then Vicky came back out. My mouth dropped open when I saw her in black yoga pants and a black sports bra that was working overtime to contain her large breasts. "Um, I thought you were.... uh... doing yoga in your room.

She just snorted at me and started pulling away the coffee table in front of us.

Alyssa leaned over and said, "Our bedrooms are tiny, barely enough room for the beds. She does yoga out here. Come on, let's move to the floor over on the side so we're not in her way."

We threw a couple of cushions in the corner and let Vicky have the floor. I could still see the TV fine, but I lost every match after that. I couldn't concentrate on the game while Vicky was stretching out her incredible body into the sexiest yoga poses. One pose would thrust out her large chest, then the next one would stretch her legs into positions I didn't know girls could get into.

It didn't take long for her to notice me staring. "Alyssa, your little friend is ogling me. Dude, when are you going home?"