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!