You spend some time with yourself before classes start.

It's pitch black in your room. It doesn't even matter if you close your eyes or not. So why are you already awake? You grab your phone off the other side of your bed and fire it up. Once your eyes adjust to the bright light, you can check the time. You still have 3 hours before your first class of the semester. It'll take maybe five minutes to walk from your room to the classroom, and probably fifteen minutes to get ready for the day. Add in a stop at the dining hall for breakfast and that's another fifteen minutes. All in all, you should be getting another two hours of sleep at the minimum. Yet here you lie, tossing and turning in your bed with the only other sounds being your roommate softly snoring a few feet away.

Tapping into your masturbatory history, you find one of those websites on your phone that you used to use when you had trouble sleeping. It doesn't take you but a minute to find a thread that piques your interest. Within the time it takes you to check out the first few images, you have already snaked a hand under your pajamas. You're still given a moment of shock when you don't find your penis where you're expecting, but it goes away quickly now that you've spent some time as a girl. Quickly, your finger finds your clit, eliciting an involuntary moan. You withdraw for a moment to see if Emily is still asleep, which a sudden, loud snort thankfully confirms.

Being more deliberate this time, you gently explore yourself. You try to remain silent as you swipe through the images on your phone and swipe along your lips between your legs. Your old masturbatory habits as a man keep you building up your pleasure at a slow rate. After all, you conditioned yourself under the premise that once you came, you wouldn't get anything else after. However, with your increased sensitivity and proclivity to quick orgasms as a woman, after just a few minutes of touching, you're already finding yourself close to the edge of your climax. Still, though, you hold back, searching for that perfect image.

When you get bored of one thread, you relent for a bit while you search for another that interests you. Once again, you flip through the images while working yourself up. This time, you try to be a bit more adventurous in doing so. You easily sneak your middle finger inside of you thanks to how wet you've already gotten. Then, you use your palm to rub against your clit. It would be easier with two hands, but you still need one to operate your phone. You keep at the same pace as before, as your finger and your palm provide different kinds of stimulation that don't really work together to bring you to orgasm. It feels more like two different orgasms building up at once.

Nevertheless, when you get too close, you halt your vaginal **** as you still haven't found the perfect picture for your climax. Again and again, you get close to your orgasm then cool down until you've nearly reached the bottom of the list of threads to explore. Feeling that it's now or never, you edge through the images in the last good thread before finding the best few images.

Building up your last edge, you're so ready to cum that the images barely register in your mind. Instead, you're remembering your cute roommate's face buried between your legs and having your roommate and your neighbor rhythmically pumping into you with both of their rock-hard cocks.

Just as you approach the point of no return, a sharp ringing sound floods your ears! You accidentally fling your phone out of your hand, your other hand comes out to try to catch it. It's too late though; after juggling it for a moment, your phone lands somewhere on the floor in your dorm. Meanwhile, Emily rolls off of her bed, making a loud thump as she hits the floor, then stands up to approach her alarm clock and give it a good slap to shut it up.

Emily is still groggy, but awake. With your hand up near your face, you realize you can smell yourself on your fingers, reminding you your loins are still on fire after being so close to your climax. She gives you her signature "morning, sunshine" before plopping down at her desk.