Date: Fri, 9 Jun 2000 18:15:21 EDT
From: TD
Subject: Keeping Warm (ff/ college)

insert disclaimer here.  blah blah blah.

	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 <I>prefer </I>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.  </P><P ALIGN=CENTER>* * * </P><P
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	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.