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 Roomates, Part I

   Dianne, Natasha, and I had been roomates since freshman year.  We had
become the best of friends and we all did everything together.  I had
changed alot in college: my perceptions, my thinking and especially, my
feelings for my roomates.  My eyes always sought out one of my roomates in
a class, Dianne.  I had to admit it to myself: I had a crush on her.  I
wasn't sure how I felt, but I did know those feelings went far beyond
friendship.  I had always admired her, her brains and her beautiful body.
She didn't have what most guys would call, " a bod", but she was certainly
beautiful to me.  I had caught her once in bed with the covers pulled
around her with her hands in her crotch...She was masturbating!!!  I
couldn't believe that she was doing it.  It's not like I haven't heard
everybodys' stories about how they masturbate in their rooms at night when
their roomies are asleep; campus self-stimulation had reached epidemic
proportions, no one seemed to be gettin any!! ....I felt so lucky to be
seeing this.  She was going at a frenzied pace and I didn't even believe
she had seen me yet.  I watched her for what seemed like hours but was in
reality only a few minutes.  Her gasp she made when she came was like music
to my ears, a very familiar sound.  I had been making it since I was 12.

   She was a great looking brunette with high, firm breasts that were very
well-toned because of her long work-out sessions at the school gym.  She
and I went there together often, pumping iron side-by-side.  Watching her
grunt with effort on the stairmaster, I would sneak glances at her very
shapely ass.  Like two perfect teardrops, her ass had a great shape and I
wanted to explore every inch of it.  I was very secretive about my
appreciation of her figure but I think, once or twice, she might have seen
me.

   Let me describe myself: My name is Meghan.  I am a very
well-proportioned curly-haired blonde, green eyes, larger-than-average
breats tipped with extremely-sensitive, bubble-gum colored nipples.  Many
an orgasm had coursed through my body as a result of those two tender spots
of flesh.  I love to wear short minis and I love the looks I get with them.
I had had many boyfriends, some of them I even let have sex with me.  I
blush furiously when I say this but, I love to suck cock.  I have to admit
it, I loved to have a nice, thick one to plop in my mouth <sometimes I
would rather it than sex>.  I was a fanatic about safe sex, always catching
my boyfriends' warm semen in a condom, rather than swallowing it like I
really wanted to.  I had dated many many guys and I had found most of them
to be lacking in what I wanted, sure the sex was good but I was still
searching for something...else.

   I had had a full week of finals and I was bushed.  I got home and
flopped down in my favorite chair by the window.  I got around to thinking
of how much I wanted Dianne.  I wished those soft breasts would be hanging
over my face right now.  I would lovingly suck and nuzzle her nipples,
before I would travel down her stomach and....Oh god, I started to really
get worked up.  My hand had strayed to my nipples during these lurid
thoughts and I was absentmindedly pinching and massaging my nipples through
my shirt.  Things progressed, and soon my hand was traveling down under my
shirt, past my stomach and onto my pants.  I quickly unzipped these,
knowing full well I had to have a release now, or else I would explode from
all my sexual tension.  I stood there admiring myself in a mirror: my
breasts were without one once of sag and my butt was tight and ready.  My
pink, lacy panties were shoved quickly aside in my rush to get some
satisfaction.  I didn't even bother to rub my deep pink slit a little, I
dove straight into my vagina with a vengeance.  I rubbed my little clit
furiously, craving release...It only took about a minute for my vagina to
start contracting in one of my, usually very long, orgasms.  The surging
feeling in pussy and in clit was enormous...I had never cum so hard.  I
nearly lost consciousness, I was astounded to see how much fluid had leaked
from me during my little solo fling: the sheets and pillows were soaked!  I
covered myself with a blanket and slept fitfully.

   I woke to the shower running in the bathroom.  I started wondering who
it was: Natasha or Dianne.  I heard the shower stop and someone get out.  I
made a decision to feign sleep and see who was running around nude.  I just
had a feeling something special was planned.

   I was very surprised when I saw Dianne step out of the shower, wrapped
in a small towel that didn't leave much to the imagination.  Since the room
was partially darkened, I could crack my eyes and still apear asleep.  She
called out my name and came over to my bed.  She was checking if I was
asleep, I wondered why.  When she got no response from me, she walked back
around until she was right by my head and dropped her towel!!!  I was
shocked, and the rustling of the towel hid my gasp of surprise.  I tried to
get myself under control but it was tough with Dianne's dark-haired pussy
less than a foot from my face.  She began to rub her nipples with her hand
until they became very hard and sensitive, stroking them until they were
red and swollen.  She brought her breast up to her face and suckled on her
nipples for what semed like hours.  Pulling them with her teeth and
flicking them with her tongue.  I saw her convulse and shake and I knew she
had just come...Her juice had leaked from her hot pussy and was running
down her legs.  I yearned to lick her juices up, and swallow them with
relish, rolling it over my tongue.  She started moaning something
unintelligible but as I got used to it I heard, " yah yah, do me Meaghan,
DO ME!!!".  I was astonished!!!  She wanted me as much as I wanted her.  I
had thought of saying something up to this point but all thoughts were
banished from my mind and I just laid there, enraptured with her sultry
motions. She moved her hand down to her black-haired pussy, and started to,
quickly and with much urgency, manipulate her clit.  Her small bud was red
and swollen, just like her nipples; it had squirmed out of it's hood and
was being attacked feverishly by Dianne's fingers.  Her pussy was large and
wide open with her lust and she was jamming four fingers up her gaping
cooze, making loud squishing sounds.  Often she would lift one of her
juice-covered hands to her mouth and lick it clean, loving her own taste. I
was too stunned during this whole thing because this was stright from a
dream I had dreamt for countless nights.

   She went back over to her bedside and pulled something out of her drawer
and came back over to my bed, her fingers still in herself.  She brought
the object behind her and only then did I notice it was actually two
dildoes!!!  I was in for more a show than I thought before.  She brought
the first one, the smaller one, behind her and slowly inserted the 7 incher
into her back passage, moaning the whole time.  When it was finally all in
her, she moved her pelvis around to get used to the feeling of having it in
there.  When accustomed to the intense anal feelings, she took the other
one, the monster, and brought it to her red, swollen-looking opening and
started working the length into herself.  It was over 14 inches long and it
took over 3 minutes for her to get it all in.  She moaned a moan of
voracious longing when she knew she was filled from both sides and she
started working both plastic cocks, in and out, faster and faster.  When
her orgasm came it was like a train crash: she wailed at the top of her
lungs and dropped to the floor in orgasmic ecstasy.  Her vagina was pumping
out fluid all over the floor, evidence she had hit her g-spot.  After a few
minutes, she regained her composure and gathered her things and without a
word, went to bed.