Two Horny Students Meet Big Dicked WereWolves. TRY not to orgasm.

Chapter 1

"I love the coffee here!" Caroline said to Helen at their favorite coffee ship, Max's. Caroline and Helen were studying for their finals at their favorite coffee shop. Helen had a test the next day and didn't appreciate Caroline's interjections.

"You're a bitch," Caroline said, "why won't you pay attention to me?!"

"Cause I have a huge final tomorrow. Could you shut the fuck up?" said Helen.

"Who cares, let's just marry werewolves!"

"As if, werewolves aren't real." Said Helen, annoyed to once again be denying Caroline her dream.

Caroline begins to cry, unclear if from desperate horniness or stress. Helen pats her back.

"It'll be okay, girlfriend. That guy you're seeing is pretty hairy right? Almost werewolf like?"

Caroline cries harder.

Caroline stands, wipes her tears, and say, "I have to go. The gallery is calling."

"Ughhhh," said Helen, "I hate when you work, I wish you played with me all day."

"You have to study and aren't paying attention to me anyway. See you later, alligator."

Caroline struts out, opens her umbrella, and walks with ease in her four inch heels down the sidewalk.

Helen turns back to her computer where she is reading film theory. She pulls her short brown hair into a tight ponytail at the base of her neck and focuses on her work. Someone sits down next to her with a plop.

"Crazy weather, huh?" Raindrops splatter on Helen's computer.

"Oh!" She cries.

"I'm sorry, guess I didn't realize how wet I am, are you okay?" The stranger said.

"Yeah. I'm fine." Helen says while brushing the raindrops off with her sleeve. 

"James" the stranger says and stretches out his hand. 

"Helen," she responds without lookin up. 

"Are you in my psych class?" James asks. 

"uh..no. I'm a film major," Helen says still not looking up and trying to wipe the water off hr computer. 

"Oh." James said. "Finals are crazy, huh? I have one tomorrow..."

Helen ignored the stranger next to her and focused on making sure her computer was okay. 

"...anyway I think you're really beautiful. Would you want to go out sometime?" James asked. 

"Huh? Oh...um...no, I don't really have time for that. Excuse me," Helene got up to go. 

"Wait, let me me get your number!" James said. 

But Helen was already out the door, opening her umbrella and rushing back to her dorm.

Walking inside, her roommates are gathered in the living room.

"Ugh! I'll never get to study for my final!" Exclaims Helen.

"What happened?" asks Kelsy.

"Every time I step outside, men and women fall all over me. I can't get any peace!"

"That sucks," says Martha, clearly annoyed with this repeat complaint from Helen.

"Have you thought about plastic surgery?" asks Newman.

Everyone laughs.

"Oh, New. You're such a goof," replies Helen, before running up to her room.

Once alone, Helen drips her bags and her clothes. Oppressed by the heat of her layers, she stripes them off one by one until only wearing a thong. Even that's too restricting, and she drops her panties.

Listening at the door for her roommates and closing her blinds, Helen sprawls on the bed. She licks her finger and circles her clit moaning in the process. As she continues to circle her clit, she feels empty. Thrusting a finger inside herself, but she doesn't get any relief.

To spice things up, she tries her trusty vibrator, Leviathan, a monster of a dildo, but she remains unsatisfied.

"Ugh!" she sighs, throwing Leviathan across the room. She hasn't had a real orgasm in four months! God bless. 

She decides to take a nap, texting her BFF Caroline to text her when she comes home before falling asleep.

Somewhere in her dreamlike state, she hears the whisper, "Soon."