I've always been the shy and quiet type. I never stood out in a crowd, I never tried to get attention from boys. Back in high school, I'd come straight home from school and go straight to my room and study, or watch t.v. That's just always who I was, until I met Sasha.
Sasha was my college roommate when I first started going to Tremaine. It was a whole new experience for me, living away from home, and especially so far. I was from the Chicago suburbs, this was whole new territory living in the big city. I'd been to Chicago before, but always with my parents.
The first day I met her, I was already pretty much moved in and my parents had left. She walked through the door, with a short plaid skirt on a pink baby tee, sucking on a sucker, and loudly introduced herself. She was an Olive complexion, with long brown shiny hair that came down past her shoulders. She was obviously good-looking, but I assumed she would be wild. I was right.
The next few months was a blur. I spent a lot of time getting used to things and being on my own. I called my parents when I was bored or lonely, and most of the time, Sasha was nowhere to be found, until the night that Mark broke up with her.
Sasha spent most of her time at Mark's dorm. She would sneak in there at night and sleep with him in his bed, so I'd have the dorm room to myself. Well, that night I knew that would be the case as usual, so I locked the door and decided to have a little fun with myself.
I started by turning on some music, because I knew I always moaned a little too loudly every time I made myself cum. I then began to undress myself. I was always impressed with my body, though I hid it under so many clothes, mainly due to my shyness. I took off my sweatshirt and my sweatpants that I'd been lounging around in looked at myself at the full-length mirror of Sasha's, near her bed. I then took off my bra and let my hair hang loose. My hair was long and curly and came down over my tits. I then began to rub my tits, pulling at my nipples just a little to get more aroused.
I then pulled over a chair to the mirror and took off my panties and let them fall to the floor. I always shaved the hair on my pussy and loved the way it looked in the mirror. I then sat down in the chair and spread my legs open. Looking at my wet, glistening pussy turned me on even more and I began to stroke my tits even more. I then put my left leg up on Sasha's bed, bent, so I could get better access to the wetness between my legs.
I then put my finger on my clit and began to stroke it. I could feel myself getting wetter and wetter and decided to dip my finger into my pussy hole. I then pulled it out and put the finger in my mouth, tasting my own juices. That turned me on so much that I felt myself about to explode. I stroked my clit even more, beginning to moan and hoping I turned on the music loud enough, just then, the door flung open and Sasha stormed in!
"What the fuck are you doing Cheyenne?" She asked me, as I jumped up, naked, hoping she hadn't seen what I was doing.
"Uh, nothing...getting dressed." I said quickly, picking up my panties from the floor and began to put them on. She stood there, looking at me strangely for a few moments and turned off the music. She then sat down on her bed.
"You weren't just getting dressed...you were..." and she began to laugh a little. My face turned red! "You were getting yourself off, weren't you?"
"No!" I said, defensively.
"You know, it's okay. We all do it. Sorry if I scared you." She said and walked over to her mirror, just admiring it. "So this is how you do it? You look in the mirror at yourself? Interesting...I usually just go online and look at porn while I fuck myself, but whatever." She said.
