The morning after their make-out session, Sami awoke, and in that still half-asleep stage, she realized that she had another body in bed with her, which confused her at first.
Slowly, as the fog lifted, the memory of the night previous surfaced and brought clarity to Sami's confused state. Bonnie was still asleep, lying on her back, her skirt up around her hips, and her panties slightly askew, showing some of her light brown pubes.
Moving slowly so's not to wake Bonnie, Sami snaked herself from her own bed. It wasn't until she stood up that the hangover hammer came down, full force, on her head.
Holy fuck, Sami thought, as she struggled to maintain her balance, but that fucking hurts, referring to the pounding headache behind her eyes, pounding away as if trying to break through Sami's skull.
She grabbed her shower crap and cos kit and silently snuck out of the room to hit the showers; right after she swallowed four aspirins, she did make it into the showers.
Standing under the hot water, Sami's mind-movie replayed last night's events, all things becoming clearer to her now. And, as usual, whenever Sami had sexual thoughts, Sami got horny, and standing in the shower, she wasn't too hung over to masturbate, to give herself the orgasm that she didn't get last night.
Funny, she thought, as she let her spectacular orgasm fade from her body, but the climax seemed to have helped the headache. Sami always had spectacular orgasms when she masturbated and absentmindedly began to wonder if she had discovered a cure for hangovers.
Sami opened their dorm room door slowly but saw that Bonnie was awake, sitting upright in Sami's bed, looking like she had been hit by a truck.
"Oh, Sami, my head hurts so damned much," Bonnie said when she saw Sami walking in. Grabbing a bottle of water and opening it, she handed it to Bonnie, followed by four aspirins.
"Take those, baby, and hit the showers; it'll help, believe me; and then we need to find coffee and lots of it, okay?"
"Yes ma'am," was all the response Bonnie could muster while Sami helped her get her shower stuff together.
They walked together to the student dining hall, the sight of the breakfast buffet almost making the both of them sick to their stomachs. It wasn't until the third cup of coffee that they finally talked.
On the walk over to the dining hall, neither said much, both lost in their own thoughts, it seemed.
"Sami, about last night, I, er, I'm not sure what to say."
"You don't need to say anything, baby; we were drunk, you were curious, and what happens in room 204, stays in 204, okay?"
"Yeah, I know that, I mean I believe that it'll stay between us; I'm not worried about that."
"Then what are you worried about? That you liked it?" Sami said jokingly.
And looking at Sami straight on, her eyes locking with Sami's, Bonnie replied.
"Yes," she said, "I am worried because I did like it; I liked it a lot and I'm not sure how to process all of this."
"Don't worry yourself sick because you liked the way I made you feel, Bonnie; we were two friends, being friendly, that's all, it doesn't mean that you're a lez, or a dyke."
"I know, Sami, but I feel bad because you did it all for me, to me and I didn't do anything about your problem; I mean, I assume that you got horny also."
"Oh yeah, I did, but I took care of myself this morning, in the shower," Sami said, "and last night? It was all about you, baby, and I was a bit scared that if I went as far as I wanted to go, you'd run out of the room screaming."
Bonnie looked at her seriously, and replied, "I wouldn't have done that; I mean, I wouldn't have run away screaming. Sami, I just need some time to process all of this, you know?"
"Yeah, baby, I do know; been there, and done that, myself."
"I just need a little time, that's all," Bonnie repeated.
"So we're still going to be roomies?" Sami asked.
"Oh, I hope so," Bonnie said, a serious look to her face when she said it.
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Summer classes started and the girls got busy with class assignments and the like. Neither referenced that night again, but both were visibly more relaxed around each other, joking and teasing coming very easy to them.
Sami's schedule allowed her to pick up a few more model shoots, and a few more hours at the restaurant. She was still 'posing' for Marcia and had another session scheduled about a month after school had resumed. Marcia had started another project, using Sami for it as well; the nude she had painted of Sami sold the first day she displayed it at her 'spot' in Jackson Square, and sold for a nice sum, Marcia said, but not revealing how much.
This project was a partial nude because Sami was wearing a short kimono, parted just enough to show a bit of tit and a bit of pussy, well, more a 'hint' of pussy.
"That's enough for tonight, don't you think, Sami? I need to let the oil dry for a couple of days before we resume, okay?"
No pretense between them now when Sami came to pose, and because of that, Sami's answer was to walk over to Marcia, kissing her deeply while fondling her breast through Marcia's tee shirt. As usual, Marcia was braless and as usual, her nipples hardened when she felt Sami's hand on her tit.
"Tell me, Sami, is cannabis still enjoyed around campus?" Marcia asked as she slowly soaped Sami in the shower. This had also become a ritual; showering together after the painting was over and before the fucking began.
Sami was standing, facing away from Marcia, arms and hands outstretched supporting her, as she leaned against the shower wall. Her legs were spread so that Marcia could soap, feel, and play with Sami's pussy. Sami enjoyed having sex with Marcia; the older woman knew things about a younger woman's body and Sami liked that a lot.
"Absolutely, it is," Sami finally said in answer to Marcia's query.
"Would you like to share some, before we play?"
"Is the Pope Catholic? Sami replied, closing her eyes as she felt Marcia's fingers enter her from behind.
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Bonnie's class had been cancelled for that day, and as Bonnie walked back to her dorm, she was alternately thinking about that night a month ago, with Sami, and about how pissed she was because of her class being cancelled. Damnit, she thought, the professor could've sent out an email to the students announcing the cancellation; other professors did it, why couldn't he?
Well, it would've been her last class that day anyway, so she changed into a comfortable tee and a pair of shorts for the rest of the day. Sitting at her desk, Bonnie logged on to her laptop, checked her email, got rid of the spam and replied to a couple of messages from some friends.
Finished with that, she then went to a few sites that she had been visiting since 'that night'. A couple of the sites were lesbian/gay help-sites which extolled gay-friendly bars and dance clubs in various cities around the country, as well as support groups, a couple were more of a personals site, promoting romance and finding a 'true love' among their membership, and a couple were, pretty much, porno sites dedicated to the lesbian and/or gay lifestyles.
It was at these sites that Bonnie had been spending most of her time, when she visited; she couldn't deny that watching and looking at the videos or pictures of women making love, that she had found pleasure from doing so, more and more, it seemed.
Loosening her shorts' snaps, as her sexual arousal from the videos mounted, Bonnie slipped a hand down her shorts and under her panties, and with eyes glued to the laptop's screen, Bonnie Sue Madison, of the Gulfport Madisons, masturbated and stifled her cry of joy when she orgasmed, sitting at her desk.
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Sami walked out of class, she and Billie, walking out together and heading for their dorm. Sami was half-listening to Billie as they walked from class, her mind thinking about her session with Marcia a couple of nights ago.
She and Marcia got pretty high on Marcia's excellent weed and had an incredible, bed-wrecking, fuck session that night. Marcia had introduced a new wrinkle into their sex-play; while eating Sami's sweet-tasting pussy, Marcia stopped for a second to retrieve a slender dildo from her nightstand drawer and returning her mouth to Sami's snatch, she slowly but surely, slipped the dildo into Sami's ass. Sami gasped in shock, at first, but quickly the pleasure defeated the initial surprise and pain and resulted in an incredible orgasm for Sami.
Re-living that particular bit of play, stirred arousal in Sami, and looking out of the corner of her eyes at Billie as they approached their dorm, Sami was suddenly extremely desirous of Billie. As they entered the dorm, Sami asked, "Is your roommate around today or is she at work?"
Recognizing that tone of voice from Sami, Billie looked to Sami as they walked up the stairwell, and she recognized that look in Sami's eyes when she had returned Billie's glance. She's horny, thought Billie, and that knowledge flipped a switch inside of Billie as well, which resulted in Billie asking Sami if she'd like to come up to her room for a while.
Sami's answering smile told Billie that she was about to have this good-looking white girl between her legs; Billie damned near came, there in the stairwell, with that glimpse into her immediate future.
Billie was looking down her body, watching as Sami performed magic with her tongue on Billie's pussy; the contrasting skin color between Sami and her was almost enough, in itself, to make her come, but it was that magical tongue of Sami's that sent her to the Promised Land, again and again for the next hour.
Looking up from her bed as Sami got dressed, Billie was still naked, her pubes wet from Sami's oral attentions. Oh, she had serviced Sami as well after she had gotten off for the fourth or fifth time; no, she wouldn't be denied her taste of Sami-girl's sweet pussy, not at all.
"It's always fun with you when we fuck," Billie stated as a matter of fact.
"That's not a bad thing, is it?" Sami replied while slipping her tee over her head and down her arms; her still-wet nipples from Billie's suckling dampened her tee just a wee bit, and making her nipples hard again.
"Oh no," Billie laughingly replied, "not by a long stretch, baby, I like it when we play."
Watching Billie stretch her arms above her head while lying in her bed, naked, started Sami's horny-motor running again; running on idle speed, but running nevertheless.
Bending down to kiss Billie goodbye, Sami placed a hand onto Billie's breast for support; okay, more for the thrill of the touch, than for support.
Damn, what the hell is wrong with me, Sami wondered as she slowly descended the stairwell to her floor, I am truly turning into a pussy-whore.
Sami couldn't decide if that was a bad thing, or not.
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"I'm really pissed at you," Bonnie said when Sami walked into their suite.
Puzzled, Sami asked why.
