"Tell me a bedtime story," Toni said after we settled into our beds.
I'd gotten back to school last night, and she'd gotten in this afternoon, so this was our first night together as second-year roommates.
This was a game we'd played last year sometimes. I don't remember how it really began, just that one night I'd told her about how the past summer, just after my eighteenth birthday. I was in my friend Vicki's pool with Vicki and my boyfriend. I was still a virgin, and my boyfriend was touching me wherever and whenever he thought he could get away with.
And I was letting him get away with a lot.
"Oh, how much?" Toni had asked, fully into the story.
Okay, I thought, if it's a story she wants, then she's going to get a story: and if I had to change some facts around to make it a good one -- a hot one -- I was going to do it.
"I was wearing a very thin bandeau," I told her. "Barely covering my boobs." As if my parents ever would have let me own something like that. "But that was okay, because Vicki had seen me naked plenty of times and this was all about teasing my boyfriend. And every time he pressed up against me, I could tell how well it was working... if you know what I mean."
"Go on, keep going."
So I had, telling Toni in detail how, when Vicki went into the house, my boyfriend and I really went at it. Vicki watched from an upstairs window as my boyfriend pulled of my top and threw it onto the deck alongside the pool.
And then lowered my bottoms to my knees, bent me over, and fucked me from behind.
Before I could tell her what Vicki said and did when she came back out and found us like that, I heard soft sigh coming from my roommate's bed.
"Toni, were you just... um..."
"No," she said quickly, then "Yeah, kinda. Is that weird?"
And it was, but weird in a fun way, and I certainly couldn't blame her: and from then on, any time one of us said "Tell me a bedtime story," she'd get a hot "true" story and usually masturbate while listening to it. Neither of us ever mentioned the masturbation part after that first night, but neither did we hide the fact. Sometimes we'd even play with ourselves while telling the story, as long as it didn't interfere with the telling.
"Okay," I said, "but I really need a story from you afterward."
"It's a deal."
CATHY'S STORY
This was a few days ago at my friend Vicki's house. She was throwing a pool party, We all knew it would be the last one of the summer, so most of the girls decided to wear the skimpiest swimsuits we could find, just to tease the hell out of the boys. Vicki was wearing one with a thong bottom and a top that I think was a size or two too small. It covered her nipples and her pussy, but just barely. She has a rose tattoo on her right breast, and I think every bit of it was visible. My own top was like a narrow belt going around me, again covering my big nipples but leaving the rest of my little breasts, above and below them, completely exposed.
One girl claimed she'd forgotten to bring her suit so she went into the pool wearing her t-shirt and panties, which of course both became totally see-through.
The guys, as we'd planned, all had boners their suits couldn't hide. It was open season on us touching their dicks as we passed by them, making matters even worse. I'm sure a few of them shot off inside their trunks but it was difficult to tell because they all seemed to stay hard.
Two couples snuck inside the house to fuck, and Vicki's brother and my friend Gail were dry-humping in the middle of the pool.
Of course the guys were getting touchy with the girls as well. After two or three of the guys had touched my boobs, I noticed my top was no longer covering anything so I just took it off. And seeing that, one by one all the rest of the girls did the same.
Obviously that raised the stakes: probably every boy there ended up touching every girl's bare boobs, and their boners looked painful. Hot to us, of course.
There was this one guy, Scotty, who Vicki and I had been flirting with for the past few days. He'd never seen either of us topless before this, but now we were on either side of him, grinding our boobs against him.
Suddenly Vicki yanked down his trunks. His dick was just below water level, but everybody noticed. It got everybody's attention because nobody was expecting full nudity. And it was
big
.
Vicki began stroking it. I don't even know if he realized everybody was watching him getting a hand job. Maybe he did and that made it hotter for him. I was behind him, rubbing my hard nipples into his back. And then suddenly he came, shooting his cum into the water. One girl scooped a bit up with her hand and tasted it. Another girl, probably to one-up her, rubbed a little of his cum into her own breasts.
I reached around his body and grabbed his dick myself. It was already rock-hard again. So I led him over to the side of the pool and pulled off my own bikini panties -- I'd only been completely naked in a swimming pool once before, never in front of so many people -- then spread my legs and ---
Oh god, oh yeah, god yes, Toni moaned.
I'd never heard her cum so loudly, and so openly. I wasn't surprised, though, because I'd been playing with my own pussy the past few minutes and it was certainly wet. "Your turn," I said, as soon as she settled down.
TONI'S STORY
Last night, Joe and I went to the movies. We drove down to the mall not far from where you live because I still had to pick up a few things first. I was wearing my button-down white blouse and after I was done trying on clothing, I stuffed my bra into my purse. You know without a bra you can really see my dark nipples through that shirt, but we were far from home and it was going to be our last night together for a while, so I didn't give a fuck.
