My Roommate Marie by Marie LeClare
This story is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents either are products of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events or locales or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental. So I'm not saying it isn't true, but I'm also not saying that it is LOL
I am a 25-year-old single woman who has masturbated for as long as I can remember. Something deep inside me longed to share that with another woman. But it wasn't until my second year of college that the chance to do so arose. My roommate was beautiful. She wasn't that tall, with large breasts, the opposite of me, since I was short with small "sunny side ups". Because the shower rooms were so crowded in the morning, she took hers at night and then came back our room in only a towel to dry. Even though we were forbidden to do so, she always slept in the nude. I would pretend to be asleep when she returned in the room to dry. She would dry herself very slowly and methodical, taking her time when she reached her breast.. Her nipples would respond instantly, and form firm peaks. Looking at her always turned me on, but I didn't really understand, not realizing that I was experiencing an awakening sexually. Many nights I waited until she was asleep and I'd masturbate. I would lie on my stomach and hunch against my hand. It was a very discreet way and I'd been doing it since I was a little girl, having been discovered laying openly playing with myself and been reprimanded for it. One night I was so engrossed in remembering her images from her nightly routine, she stirred and asked me what I was doing. To make it all the worse, when I opened my eyes, she was standing right next to my bed. I had been so into my little fantasy and making myself feel good, I hadn't seen her get out of bed and walk over to mine. I was so embarrassed, and lied saying I was having a bad dream. She giggled and blew the whistle on me once again, " I know what you are up to.," she said. "You shouldn't be embarrassed about it." I was so relieved she didn't freak out about it as I thought she would, I let out a sigh of relief and settled back against my pillow. "Besides, " she added, "I'm horny too, after listening to you, and I'm going to play with myself too". And with that she sat on at the foot of my bed. She sat there naked, just as she was every night with her legs open wide, and she started playing with herself right there in front of me. I watched amazed as she switched her hands between her clit and her nipples, sitting Indian style against the end of my bed. I could see her clit and lips so clearly. I was all too excited by the site of her, I could hardly stand it. After a few minutes she pulled my covers back so she could see me. I was excited, shy, and embarrassed all at the same time, but I couldn't help myself. We were sitting there at opposite ends of the bed masturbating like crazy and never taking our eyes off each other. I was so hot, and almost ready to cum when she reached over and moved my hand away. She could tell I was close by watching me, and she wanted me to wait until she'd reached that point so we could cum at the same time. I was so excited, because it was my first sexual experience with another person as an adult. She took my hand and put my fingers on her. One of my fingers touched her clit. I discovered how her's was different than mine. Longer and thicker thicker. I loved the way it felt, and how it was hidden under the folds of her lips. Mine was long and skinnier and poked out when I was aroused. I touched her clit and explore her moist pussy with her wetness as lubricant for my explorations. As I was getting lost in the soft folds of her flesh she reach over and touched me. She said she'd never seen a clit like mine, one so firm. She touched me so lightly and gently that I lost all control and came harder than I ever had before. My contractions ceased, and she pressed my hand onto her mound fast and hard. She grinded against my hand until she began to shake and shiver as well. When we finished, she went back to her bed and we giggled about how horney we'd been. That was the first time, but it certainly wasn't our last. I can't wait for our reunion!
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