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Colleen O'Neil lay nude in her bed, sleeping while she had the chance. The only sounds that penetrated the bare walls of her dorm were that of her breathing. Her chest rose and fell slowly as dreams danced in her subconscious.
She stirred for a moment, kicking the covers back and exposing her torso and chest. The moonlight shone across her face and breasts, casting random shadows on her pale skin.
Colleen was in her mid twenties and possessed a body that many women would die for. Her tummy was taut, and, as she lay on her back, her skin stretched over her rib cage, accentuating each bone. Her legs were slim and muscled like her arms and neck. She wasn't fond of the sun because her Irish heritage caused her to become lobster-like after a short time in its presence.
Her face was angelic when she slept. The thin layer of skin that made up her eyelids fluttered occasionally, still hiding the beauty that she held behind them. They were of the palest green with a ring of yellow around each pupil. The outer rim of the iris was a dark hue of blue-green. They were a masterpiece all in their own.
Her lips were supple and formed a slight pout while she dreamed. They were a natural dusty rose, giving her no reason to wear lipstick or gloss. Colleen's face was well sculptured; cheekbones set high on her skull, bearing a bit of pink shine.
A loud banging suddenly broke the peaceful quiet of the room, causing her to sit upright with a start. She gasped aloud, the silence settling over the room again.
KNOCK KNOCK
"Colleen?"
Someone was at her door.
Groggily, Colleen pulled the covers back over her naked body and settled back into the pillow. "Yeah? Door's open." She yawned, blinking sleepily.
The door creaked open, spilling artificial light on the floor.
"Hey, Colleen."
Colleen recognized the voice as Maggie's, her roommate. She glanced at the girl through the darkness for a moment before checking the digital clock. 1:15 AM.
She grunted at Maggie. "Shouldn't you be in bed or studying or something?"
Maggie chuckled and took a few steps forward after closing the door. "I had to work, remember?"
"Oh..right. God, I'm tired. You woke me up," she rubbed her eyes and turned onto her side. "Why didn't you just come in?"
Maggie kicked off her shoes and tossed her waitressing apron on the floor before plopping onto her bed.
"I don't know," she shrugged. She was being awfully quiet.
"You're getting weirder by the day," Colleen grinned. "And why are you being so damned quiet? Did you have a bad night?"
"No... I've just been thinking about some things." Her voice wavered a bit. It sounded as if she was going to cry.
"Honey, is something wrong?" Colleen looked over at her, sincerity twinkling in her eyes.
"I'm just.. well, lonely. I mean, I want to give my love to someone. You know?" Maggie gazed up at Colleen for a moment. Her hazel eyes returned to their lowered position.
"I know what you mean, sweetie. I miss cuddling with someone." Colleen never mentioned to Maggie that she was gay. She really didn't plan on it unless she was asked.
"I don't know why you don't have someone. I mean, you're so attractive. You could have anyone."
Colleen felt her cheeks burn with blood as she blushed, "That's very sweet of you to say, Maggie."
Maggie smiled at her and then giggled a bit.
"What? What's so funny?"
"Well, personally, I love to snuggle. Would you mind cuddling with a girl?"
Colleen sighed and looked at her bed sheets. She found Maggie to be extremely gorgeous. She was twenty-three, like Colleen. Her hair was black and semi-wavy. The way she had it cut was so amazingly sexy; short and shaggy. She had a slight tan, and when it was compared to Colleen's skin, she looked a bit Mexican. She was meatier, which was very appealing to the gay college student.
Maggie frowned, "I offended you.. I'm sorry."
"No no.. Not at all. I mean, I never told you or anything, but, well.." She paused and took a deep breath, "I prefer cuddling with girls."
There was a painful silence that made Colleen want to curl up in some dark hole and die. Maggie just stared at her, seemingly, in horror.
"I.. I'm sorry. I didn't want to tell you. I mean, you're my roommate, and I^×" Maggie cut her off.
"I wish I had known, Colleen. Then I wouldn't have had to supress my urges to attack you."
Colleen thought she was going to explode, "Are.. are you serious?"
Maggie just nodded, smiling gently.
The other girl blushed and looked at the floor, "Gee.. the floor looks nice and.. um. Floor-like."
"Hehe. So, will you cuddle with me or what?" Maggie inquired.
"I'd love to. Just let me put a shirt on or something. I came home, took all my clothes off and hopped into bed."
Maggie chuckled again, rising to her feet, "Don't bother. I like to feel naked skin against mine." She winked and untucked her cream blouse. Slowly, and very teasingly, she worked her nimble fingers down the front, the shirt falling open after each deft motion.
Colleen flushed deep crimson, directing her eyes away from the stripping college girl.
"Oh c'mon, sweetie. Don't hide your eyes. Watch me."
"I.. uh.." There was a slight rustling and, then, Maggie's shirt was on the floor in a crumpled heap. Colleen kept her gaze on the floor, watching as the pile accumulated a bra, black slacks and a pair of red panties.
Taking the panties as cue, Colleen scooted over in the twin sized bed, tugging the covers back.
"Climb in." Her voice was soft and sultry. She wondered if Maggie was expecting more than a snuggle session.
Obeying like a good girl, Maggie slid under the covers; her bare toes skimming over the flesh of Colleen's thighs. She shifted a bit and eased onto her side, a smile playing across her red lips.
"Do you mind if I face you, Colleen?"
Colleen merely shook her head. She was suddenly very nervous. She only hoped that Maggie was unable to hear the thudding of her heart.
Their bodies slowly inched toward one another, the only sounds being the soft rubbing of sheets.
"Maggie?" Colleen whispered, curling an arm around Maggie's waist, resting her palm against the small of her back.
"Hm?" Maggie's fingers found the soft skin of the other girl's face, stroking lightly.
"Nothing.."
"What is it?"
"I'm really.. nervous." She stammered as Maggie's fingertips drifted over her ears and cheeks.
"Why, sweetie?" Her face was close to Colleen's. She could feel the warmth of her breath.
"Because.. I'm laying here with this beautiful girl whom I've been attracted to since I met her."
"There's someone else in this bed?" Maggie grinned, looking around under the covers.
Colleen giggled madly, her hand pressing into the hot flesh of the other, pulling her closer.
"Mm.. You're so sexy, Colleen. I'm having a hard time not kissing you...," Maggie admitted, quite pointedly.
Colleen's skin flushed red again, the heat from her body passing through to Maggie.
"Ooh.. and now you're making me hot. Are you blushing?"
"Maybe..." she cracked a smile, eyes fixated on the hazel irises in front of her.
Maggie ran a hand back through Colleen's curly red hair, her face seeming to get closer.
Silence, once again, fell over the two girls as they stared longingly into each other's eyes. Colleen could feel her heart quicken again, slamming against the walls of her chest.
She whispered, her voice passionate and low, "Oh, Maggie.."
Maggie furrowed her dark eyebrows, situating a leg between Colleen's. "What, sweetheart?"
"Your urge.. is contagious."
"Hm.. oh yeah? Should we find out the cure?"
"I think we should.. But I don't know... I mean.."
"What?"
"I've never.. well.. I haven't..," she swallowed and closed her eyes. A deep sigh dribbled from her parted lips.
"You haven't slept with a girl?"
She only nodded, sighing again.
"Sweetie.. We don't have to do anything you don't want to." Maggie was really awed by the fact that Colleen was so open. How could she have not slept with a girl? She was so damned sexy. She figured the chicks would be lined up halfway down the street to get into this Irish girl's pants.
There was that damned quiet again.
Colleen took a slight breath and leaned in, their lips now scant centimeters apart. Maggie took that as an initiative and closed the distance, gently capturing Colleen's lips between her own.
Tentatively, Colleen became more responsive, her lips gliding over Maggie's with soft smacking sounds. Their lips moved over one another's, delivering tender expressions of desire.
Maggie's hand slid back behind Colleen's hair, fingers entwined in her silken tresses. She applied pressure, pulling her roommate's mouth harder into her own. Her tongue grazed Colleen's lips, teasing them apart for a taste of what lay behind them.
Colleen opened her mouth, allowing the questing tongue invitation to explore. The tenant of her mouth gave up a fight though, slithering wetly across the explorer's smooth surface. They dueled it out for a few fleeting moments before Maggie's tongue was allowed complete access.
The raven-haired girl traced the tip of her tongue along the inside of Colleen's cheeks, dancing upward along the roof of her mouth and to her perfect teeth. Her fingertips dug into the base of Colleen's skull, massaging and tugging at random strands of hair.
"Mm..." Colleen purred into Maggie's mouth. Her hand ran up the length of her friend's side, rubbing her calloused fingertips into the protruding ribs, scraping over tanned skin.
Maggie draped her leg over Colleen's waist, her heel digging into the supple flesh of her thigh. Their kissing became more heated, more animated and daring.
The Irish college girl removed her lips from her roommate's, kissing a trail down her chin and to her throat. Using her teeth, she nipped at the flesh directly above the voicebox, pulling and suckling.
"Ohhmm.." Maggie tipped her head back, gasping at her friend's sudden dominance.
Colleen's lips danced over to the muscled part of Maggie's neck, lips applying a suction big enough to make a vacuum cleaner jealous. She knew it would leave a mark, and she wanted it that way.
She flicked the tip of her tongue against the now marred skin. Then she planted a kiss, and then another lick. She repeated that a few times, teasingly making her way back to the fiery lips that awaited her.
Joining together again, their mouths meshed, parting for tongues to mingle. This continued for another five minutes, the girls alternating between mouths to tongue-tie in. Colleen's left arm snaked under Maggie's neck, curling around to twist in her fine raven locks. Tongues retracted back into their respective mouths, allowing moistened lips to resume their own intimate waltz.
Maggie's left hand began to roam downwards from Colleen's cheek to her shoulder, squeezing the flesh and bone before gliding to her ribcage. There, her fingertips pressed into the skin, rubbing it in languid circles. Becoming more daring, her hand drifted to Colleen's breast, tracing over the ample flesh. She played them closer to the pink nipple and abruptly pressed her palm over it. Colleen's nipple reacted and hardened as Maggie used only soft caresses and squeezes to the area around the aureola.
It was time for Maggie to gasp as nimble fingers grasped her firm nipple, pinching and pulling it this way and that.
Maggie stopped moaning and took a good hold on Colleen's shoulders, "COLLEEN!"
Colleen's eyes flew open and she squealed, looking up at Maggie.
"What the hell were you dreaming about?!" Her roommate looked concerned.
"Uh.." she just blushed.
"You were moaning and wriggling around. I thought you were having a nightmare. Are you okay?"
"Yeah.. I'm fine," she smiled at Maggie, silently cussing because it was only a dream.
"Geesh, your night shirt is soaked. How can you be hot?" Her hand pressed against Colleen's forehead, checking for a fever. "It's so cold outside," Maggie looked quizzically at her friend whose hair had become matted to her forehead, sweat shining on her upper lip.
Maggie was right about the frigidness of the weather. It was winter, and they lived in Pennsylvania. Their heater was broken as well.
"Are you feeling alright, Colleen?" She brushed some of her friend's hair back from her forehead.
She nodded and smiled at Maggie. "I feel fine." Her head swiveled on her slender neck, eyes darting towards the clock. It read 12:27 AM. "You're home early."
Maggie yawned, "Yeah. It was really slow with the incoming snow, so Dave let me leave early." She paused to crack her neck, "I think classes are going to be canceled tomorrow."
"You think it's going to be that bad?" Colleen inquired, tilting her head like a puppy.
"Yep," Maggie pulled her jacket off and tossed it on her bed. "Hey, would you mind if I slept with you tonight? I get so cold."
"Sure. What about the space heater?" Colleen gestured towards a corner of the dorm room.
"I'll turn it on low. I'm just paranoid that it'll start a fire," she grinned, padding over to it. She kneeled and cranked the knob over to low, staring at it to watch the coils gain a hearty red glow.
Colleen slipped out from under the bedsheets and headed for the bathroom, fingers tugging at the neck of her sweaty shirt.
While Colleen peed and changed out of her sweaty day clothes, Maggie stripped down to her cotton bikini underwear. She pulled on some flannel pajama pants and a sleeveless shirt.
"Hey Col, you mind if I put on some music?" She raised her voice slightly but not enough to be considered a yell.
"Yeah, go ahead," Colleen shuffled back into the main area, threading her hair into a scrunchee.
"Mmkay.. What do you want to listen to?"
"Anything is fine," her voice was soft, almost sad.
Maggie peered over her shoulder at Colleen, frowning slightly, "You okay?"
The Irish girl just shook her head and got back under the covers on her bed, "I'm just tired."
"Are you sure? Did you really have a nightmare or something?"
Colleen laughed softly, "No, the dream was wonderful. It just won't ever happen." Her green eyes met that of Maggie's hazel ones in a sparkling smile.
"Oh.." Maggie wasn't sure of what to say, so she turned back to the CD player, flipping through the cases. She decided on the melancholy groans from Rasputina as they played their cellos.
The music soon wafted through the air, permeating into Colleen's brain. She sighed audibly, shifting onto her back.
Maggie stepped over to Colleen's bed and sat down, looking at her friend, "You seem so down, Colleen.."
She didn't reply. All she did was sigh and pull the sheet up to her chin. Maggie was worried, now.
"Honey, please tell me what's wrong.." She grazed her knuckles down the side of Colleen's face, relishing at the softness of her skin.
"It would freak you out, Maggie. I don't want to risk losing the friendship."
"Well, okay. I'll leave it at that, then," she smiled and joined Colleen beneath the sheets. Their legs touched unavoidably, since the bed was so small.
Maggie smiled inwardly at the contact between their bodies. She wanted so much to cuddle Colleen, to kiss her forehead and play with her hair.
She settled down beside Colleen who had scooted farther away, leaving about six inches between them. She was pressed against the wall.
Colleen felt much safer at the distance. She was so scared that she would do something stupid, like touch her roommate, and destroy the close-knitted friendship they shared.
After mere moments of nothing but the sounds of Rasputina floating about, the two girls fell asleep. * * *
Maggie awoke slowly, startled by the trembling of the bed she was sleeping in. It took her a few moments to gather her thoughts and remember where she was.
"What in gods name..?" She blinked a few more times and noticed Colleen.
The covers pooled around her, framing her quivering body. Colleen was shivering, teeth clattering.
"Colleen? Sweetie?" Maggie scooted closer to her friend. She had curled into the fetal position for more warmth and was very close to the wall.
"Colleen.. Wake up," Maggie reached out and shook her roommate by the shoulder.
"Wh-what?"
"You're shaking like a leaf. You're freezing," her hand touched Colleen's cheek, wincing at the frigidness of it. She reached down and tugged the discarded covers back over Colleen.
"I'm s-so-so cold, Maggie.." Colleen whimpered, clutching the sheets protectively.
"Here.. Let me help," she murmured, rolling Colleen over to face her. The girls inched together, Maggie's arm tightening around Colleen's waist. Their legs intertwined as they held one another in attempt to warm the Irish girl up.
Colleen continued to shiver for a few more moments before she went lax, nuzzling her face into Maggie's neck. Her arms were bunched up between their chests. She could feel the pounding of Maggie's heart against her sternum.
"Hmnn..." Colleen sighed, her lips brushing over Maggie's skin. She spoke softly, wanting very much to kiss this girl, "Mm, Maggie. Thank you. I'm getting much warmer."
"Good. You don't need to be getting sick, sweetheart." Her chin rested upon Colleen's head. She could smell the sweet coconut scent of the pale-skinned Irish girl's hair.
In her weary state, Colleen struggled to determine the reality of it all. She kept drifting into a realm of dreams.
She convinced herself that she was, in fact, dwelling in a sleep-induced subconscious stage. With that in mind, she allowed herself to give in to her urges. Her lips kissed Maggie's neck several times, pausing to nip at the skin.
Maggie gasped. "Colleen.. what are you doing?"
"Nn.. Maggie.. Kiss me," her voice was muffled as she was still kissing her friend's neck.
Maggie only blinked, a warning bell ringing in her ears. "Colleen.. I think you need to go to sleep."
"Oh, but I am. This is all a dream," she snickered, licking a small circle on Maggie's voicebox.
Maggie purred involuntarily, pulling back to look her roommate in the face.
"Colleen.. this isn't a dream," she patted the girl's cheek, hoping to rouse her.
Colleen's hand closed over Maggie's, drawing it towards her lips. She lightly tongued the knuckles, placing kisses in the wetted trail.
"I don't care if it is a dream or not, Maggie. I want to make love to you."
Maggie wasn't sure how to react. Was her friend just having some weird sex dream? Or was she serious?
"Colleen.. I don't think this is wise. I mean, I'm a lesbian.. And.. I just don't think this would be right. I'd feel like I was taking advantage of you."
"I don't care if it's right or not, Maggie," her fingertips roved over her friend's lips, "I need to make love to you."
Maggie was so unsure.. what could she say?
"Please."
Then Colleen's lips were upon her own. They were very tentative at first; soft and loving. A strong feeling of love exuded from the delicate pink skin.
"I've wanted to kiss you for so long, Maggie," she demonstrated, brushing her lips over her friend's.
"Colleen..."
Colleen looked at Maggie, her eyes pleading with her.
"Colleen... " She paused and took a deep breath, "Make love to me."
The paler of the two smiled and kissed her again, encircling Maggie's shoulders and waist with her slender arms. Their lips melted together as Maggie began to reciprocate, her fingers finally touching the soft skin of Colleen's face, the skin she had wanted to caress for so long.
Their kissing continued for what seemed like only seconds, but was, in reality, something like thirty minutes. They were both quite flushed, soft sighs of delight escaping through their nostrils. Slowly, hesitantly, the kisses grew hotter and more intense; tongues attacked, teeth nipped and lips sucked.
Maggie found herself atop Colleen, her mouth attached to the fairer girl's neck.
"Mm... that feels so nice...," Colleen gasped, writhing beneath her lover. Her hands slid up Maggie's shirt, fingers gliding along her spine. Farther and farther she tipped her head back, groaning in such a delicious way.
Maggie sat up suddenly, ceasing all actions. She looked down at Colleen.
"What is it? What's wrong, Mag?"
"I'm just really...hot," she grinned, her tongue snaking along her lips after deviously drawing out the last word. Swiftly, she tugged upwards on the hem of her shirt, banishing it to spend the rest of the night on the floor.
"Oohh, Maggie," Colleen breathed. Her hands tentatively reached up and brushed over the tops of her lover's breasts. She repeated the motion several more times, exploring each breast. Her eyes were drawn to the erect nipples that seemed to be screaming for attention. They were of average size with rather large aureolas. They seemed to accent the creamy flesh that surrounded them, as they possessed a soft pink hue that bore contrast to the darker color of her skin.
Maggie's eyes narrowed into little slits, her breathing becoming a bit labored as Colleen's fingers explored and pinched and tweaked.
Colleen sat up a bit, scooting back on the bed. Now having Maggie in her lap, she bent her neck downwards, capturing a diamond-hard nipple into her mouth. She suckled and tongued it, holding it by the base with her teeth. She prodded and rolled it and curled her wet muscle around it. Maggie was rocking her hips, moaning each time Colleen bit down.
After letting Colleen manipulate her nipples and knead her breasts for a few minutes, Maggie could take no more. She jerked back while tugging the hem of Colleen's night shirt up and over her head. Her actions were swift and deliberate, aggressively taking charge. She pushed Colleen down onto the bed, sliding off to the side. She bent at the waist, taking a pink nub into her warm mouth. She vacuumed it deep into the wet recesses of her oral cavern, relentlessly gnawing and sucking. Colleen was squirming, her hands gripping at Maggie's naked back and shoulder.
Satisfied with ravaging her roommate's breasts, she roughly pried her legs apart, settling between them. Colleen stared at her, anxiously, anticipating. She didn't have to wait long; Maggie pressed her palm over her friend's crotch, rubbing just slightly through the flimsy material of her boxers.
"Mm.. so warm," hissed Maggie, sweeping her lips across her friend's abdomen. She tongued her navel, circling it with the tip of her slithering muscle. She bit and licked, leaving hickey after hickey in her wake. Colleen, meanwhile, moaned and expressed her pleasure through other vocal means.
"I want to feel all of you against me," Colleen breathed, sitting up to tear at Maggie's flannel pants, her breathing rapid.
Maggie helped get her own pants off before slipping her friend's boxers and panties over her hips and thighs and away from her feet. They joined the growing pile of night clothing on the floor.
As soon as the college girls were completely nude, Maggie laid atop Colleen in the male dominate position: situated between her legs. Their mounds pressed tightly together, soft fur tangling. When contact was made, Colleen whined with passion, pushing her hips upwards.
Maggie began a steady rocking of her hips while her mouth worked on Colleen's. She teased her lips and tongue with her teeth, scraping them against the delicate flesh.
Colleen was arching into Maggie, grinding her slightly purple bundle of nerves and erectile tissue against pubic hair and wetness. Her breathing was becoming increasingly ragged as she looped her legs around the aggressor's ass. The pressure between their sexes was greatly magnified, causing each to let out a low groan.
After a few seconds of this hard humping, Maggie was unable to kiss Colleen anymore and buried her forehead into her shoulder. Each was gasping for air, grinding and groaning and squealing. The atmosphere of the room become hotter as they exhaled their warm breath. Perspiration coated their skin as they pumped away, reaching the point of no return.
It felt like an explosion right at Colleen's center, one that would register on the Richter scale as an eight or nine. The electric feeling radiated to the rest of her sex, worming its way down her legs and up her spine. She was shouting meaningless nothings as her legs tightened more around Maggie.
Colleen's intense orgasm set her lover off in a frenzy of sexual madness. Her hips moved faster and harder than they ever had before, eliciting shrill noises in her throat. She could actually feel the wetness of her excitement ooze into Colleen's fleshy folds. With the way her pelvis was moving, those juices were rapidly smeared around, matting fur to skin and fur to fur.
"God.. god! OH GOD..!! MAGGIE!" Colleen was screaming now, thrashing around like a girl having a seizure. Her legs and hips twitched as another orgasm ripped through her body.
Maggie's first climax quickly became another as Colleen's brain went numb with intense bliss. She had stopped pumping her hips because every muscle in her body had tensed considerably, locking her in place. It didn't matter. Colleen's frenzied movements were enough to continue the stimulation.
By the time they had collapsed in a sweaty heap, they had had three orgasms a piece, leaving them breathless with dry mouths. Neither girls could muster the strength to speak, communicating with tiny whimpers and satisfied sighs.
They slipped into slumber again with Maggie still laying on Colleen.