She goes to her dorm room.

Before Julie entered her dorm room, she cracked open the door and took a quick look around. The room was dark except for the slight hint of dusk’s light peeking through the window, giving the furniture a slight reddish tint. The walls were all decorated in both posters of some of her favorite athletes, Sara’s favorite pop artist, and alma mater décor. They had two desks for both study and recreation, a small couch that could hold three people if they squeezed in, and a pair of bunk beds. So far, no sign of Sara or any of her other roommates.

Taking a quick look behind her to make sure her roommate wasn’t about to fallow her in, she turned on the light and stepped inside. The lovely English blond had a beautiful curvy figure with hits of mussel on her arms, belly, and legs. She had firm C cup breasts that weren’t that far off from becoming a D's and a soft slender body with well-proportioned hips. Like most of the female students at her school, she wore a dress jacket with the school emblem on it, a white blouse, a red and black striped tie, a knee-length black skirt, white stalking, and black heels. Her hair was tied up into a ponytail up near the dome of her head, and she wore little to no makeup, though only because she just returned from swim class.

Panting a little from her heat, Julie unbuttoned her jacket, took a flap in each hand, and started fanning herself in a vain attempt to try to cool herself off. She then slid the coat off of her shoulders and hung it on one of the bedposts, fallowed by her tie. Julie then kicked off her heels and crawled onto the top bunk. Once she was settled, she reached under her skirt and removed her panties. As the soft, white, silk cloth slid down her legs, the young woman let out a warm gasp. She could feel the heat inside her damp pussy escaping as her petals parted.

Just in case Sara, or one of her other friends, walked in on her, Julie pulled her panties down to her knees. Low enough for her to part her legs but also high enough to where she could pull them back up quickly. It also helped that she was on the top bunk and that the door swung inward, preventing any intruders from seeing her right away.

Lying face down on the bed, Julie perked her butt up into the air and spread her legs. Though hindered by her panties, she was still able to open them wide enough for her right hand to slide between her legs. Julie could already feel the heat rising off of her sex as Julie dipped her fingers under the lip of her skirt. Once her fingertips touched the part in her lips, she felt a tremendous amount of pleasure shooting up her spine, making her shiver and forcing a hot gasp from her gaping lips.

As she traced her middle finger over her trembling lower lips, Julie rolled her green eyes into the back of her head and clawed at the bedsheets with her free hand. Closing her eyes, she tried to imagine that it was one of the boys playing with her tender virgin pussy, but instead, she once again saw her twin brother. Again, Julie tried to think of someone else, one of the boys at her new school, the ones at her old school, even the teachers that taught her class. But no matter how hard she tried, her mind would always wander back to her handsome twin brother. As Julie placed the second of her middle fingers against her lips and roiled it around her buzzer, the young woman imagined that it was her brother’s tongue swirling around her pink nub. As her fingers started to work their way into her sex, she imagined that her brother was pressing his bulbous cock head against her virgin pussy, ready to claim her as his own.

Slowly she inched her two fingers into her wet dripping sex, imagining that her brother was pushing his way into her, spreading her open with his girth. He would lay his strong fair-skinned body down on top of her, pressing his twin sister down onto the bed, preventing her from moving. Then, with a quick thrust of her fingers, mimicking her brother’s thrust, she arched her back and let out a tender moan. “M-Michel!”