Dirk Borgen was happy to look in on his rather Platonic schoolmate Akiko. It was a little odd, how he had never quite thought of her in "that way," but he treasured her friendship and was happy to pay a visit.
His first impression of the Harem House was that it was rather overtly opulent, even for an upscale university. He had to wonder how it had ever gotten built and undoubtedly donated in the first place, and he was impressed that Akiko had managed to land it.
Upon entering, Dirk looked around and happily noticed the pool table. He was a fair player, and it looked like a particularly nice table.
"Uh ... hi," said one girl. "W-W-Welcome to Harem House -- I mean, Harriman House! I'm Ann. Ann Lapointe."
Dirk glance at Ann, saw a fairly nerdy girl, nodded, smiled, and went on checking out the pool table. "Hi, Ann, I'm Dirk Borgen, I'm here to see Akiko."
Dirk continued to be rather clueless as to how his good looks and large athletic build could be intimidating to some girls, so he missed out on what a particular struggle it was for Ann to address him. "Oh, uh, Aki, Kinko -- Akiko, she's, uh, upstairs, I think, in fact, everyone seem to be upstairs, right now."
Dirk quit admiring the table and gave Ann another quick nod and smile. "Thanks, Ann."
"Oh, ah, thank, thank you. I mean, for visiting ... "
But Dirk was already ascending the stairs and opting out of conversation with Ann. He could hear some bustling noises down one hall and proceed ver tentatively. "Hello?" he called.
A face popped out of the door nearest him. "Oh, hi! What brings you here?"
Dirk was stunned. He blinked hard, then forced himself to speak. "Oh, ah, I'm just here to see -- " he was a bit startled at himself, at how easily he could forget. " -- ah -- Akiko. Akiko Sahara." Duh! Like there would be several Akikos to choose from.
He kicked himself, because he felt he could not afford any uncoolness. This chick's face was simply amazing. Wide curious eyes, lovely collagen-thick lips to inspire all kinds of naughty thoughts, a grin that could outshine Julia Roberts. He felt certain he's seen her before. But where?
"I think Akiko's at the end of this hall."
"Thanks!"
"No problem!" said the beauty, and ducked back into her room.
Dirk actually found himself walking slowly backwards down the hall, gazing at the beauty's door. It was a dumb thing, like a man noticing a busty passerby honestly believing he could sustain the experience by watching her leave, and yet he did it.
"You're looking a little lost," came a female voice beside him.
"Uh, yeah," said Dirk, his eyes still on the shut door. "Who's in that room? I could swear she looks like -- " It finally hit him. "Juliana Vaught! You know, that actress from Cybernauts and Mutant Clone 2."
"You have sharp eyes there. That IS Juliana Vaught."
Dirk took another second to digest that. "Wow," he summarized, then finally faced the woman addressing him. "Thank you -- "
Dirk gulped. The black girl facing him was pretty enough, considering him with a wry little smile -- but there was simply no getting around the fact that she easily had the most gi-monster-mongous bosom Dirk had ever beheld, at least on any woman who was not a dissolute grandmother weighing a minimum of 300 pounds. He struggled to immediately lock his eyes on hers, and noticed the trace of humor in her face as she noticed that struggle.
For the fact was, big breasts were Dirk's downfall. He liked all kinds of sexiness, but Akiko had embarrassed him once by happening upon his cache of big boob pornography. She was a good sport about it, but from time to time he sensed it burned her up a little.
"You're waiting for me to give my name?" the girl teased, and without waiting answered "Imani Hawkins."
"Oh, hi, Imani Hawkins, I'm Dirk Borgen, I'm a friend of Akiko's."
"That's nice. Are you planning to stick around awhile?"
Dirk noted how Imani swiftly looked him up and down as she asked. She was quietly signaling "I like what I'm seeing." For one awkward moment the two just stood there in a state of rather obvious mutual lust.
"Oh, no, not planning on it -- thanks, Imani!" Dirk then forced himself to keep heading down the hall, the better to hide the twitch he was suddenly feeling in his cock. He counseled himself to cool down, when -- "Oh, hi! Who are you, stranger?"
Dirk nearly whimpered. At the door was a classic California blonde, in classically skimpy attire. What was this place, some kind of earthly paradise?
"Oh, I'm here to see Akiko."
"This is the right room. I'm her roomie, Sharron Wasser. I'm heading out now to see some friends. Have a nice visit!"
Dirk let out a sigh, then ventured into the room. "Akiko? Hello?"
"Hi, Dirk!" Akiko said behind him.
Dirk turned -- and felt a little confused. He was used to thinking of Akiko as some slim dainty young woman, without much shape to her. Now, as she stood before him, she seemed different somehow. She had actually worked on her hair and makeup, but even more than that. Akiko now had ... yes, a few slight curves to her. He had to wonder if some padded push-up bra could be providing all the enhancement he was seeing in her bosom.
"Mmm," purred Akiko, "hell-lo, my huge barbarian conqueror! Welcome to my lair!"
Dirk's eyebrows rose. This was definitely a side of Akiko's personality he had never encountered before. "Akiko? Is there anything ... different, I need to know about?"
"What, you mean besides our at last being out here on our own, liberated from parental supervision? What could you mean? Oh, and sn't this house absolutely wonderful? I'm just adoring it."
"It sure is great," he agreed.
"Dirk, sweetie ... " Akiko leaned back against the door, shutting it. " ... why don't you sit down on the bed, and then we can ... talk."
Fri Oct 29 17:09:53 2010