Lindsay jumped when she heard the knocking at the door. It was saturday morning, early, and she was wearing her dark navy Michigan Wolverines sweater and a pair of lacy white panties. She'd been watching the game, the Wolverines playing against some team she'd never heard of, and was getting excited watching all those guys in tight football pants.
She'd let her hand drift down to her legs sometime in the first quarter without realizing what she was doing, and before long she let her fingers slide underneath the band of her panties and she was rubbing the outside of her pussy.
She was just getting into the groove when someone started pounding on her door.
Lindsay lived in a dorm room near the middle of campus, and most of her neighbors were gone, so she was wondering who it could possibly be. Living in an all girl's dorm though she didn't bother putting her pants on, or even looking for any, she just got up, sniffed her fingers to make sure they didn't smell, and went to the door.
Opening the door she found a gorgeous blonde bombshell, Jess, the girl that lived across the hall, standing in her doorway.
Jess was a knockout, her body looked more like it was sculpted than anything else, and she was dressed in a pair of running shoes, a pair of black biker shorts that would have to be peeled off, and a pink sports bra that showed off her sizeable c-cup tits. Her blonde hair was pulled back in a ponytail.
"Listen, I've had...well, I've had quite a day."
"Everything all right?" Lindsay asked. Then realized they were still standing in the doorway. "Come in. Do you want a drink? I think I have some sodas."
"That would be awesome." Jess reached out and put her hand on Lindsay's arm. Jess looked in her eyes and said, "I really just need someone to talk to."
Something about that look made Lindsay think she wanted to do something more than say talk.
"It's no problem." Lindsay said.
"I shouldn't bother you. You're watching the game.."
"You don't have to go. I was just about to watch a movie."
Jess looked over at the couch and then back to Lindsay.
"Really?"
"Come sit down." Lindsay said. "Really."
Lindsay went over and sat on the couch, and patted the seat next to her. She held out one of the sodas and Jess only took a second to think before sitting down next to her and taking the cold can.
"Thanks." Jess said. "You're very sweet, you know it?"
"Thanks." Lindsay said. "Why don't you tell me what happened today? What's going on?"
"Ugh." Jess said. "I had a bad breakup."
"Oh, I'm sorry."
"Don't be. I mean, I've broken up with people, I've been broken up with before...this was different. It was like a fist fight, only with words."
"I'm sorry to hear that."
"I'm glad it's over." Jess said. "Very glad."
Lindsay wasn't sure if that was supposed to mean something significant or not, but Jess was smiling at her as she said it. She took a sip of her soda and leaned back into the arm of the couch, turned slightly so she could look at the beautiful blonde girl sitting next to her.
Lindsay's hair had always been a chestnut brown, and she liked to keep it shoulder length so it was girly, but not too long to manage. She was staring at Jess's blonde hair now, wondering what it was like to have so much of it. If she undid her ponytail Jess's hair would have gone all the way down to her...
Lindsay turned towards the TV, willing herself not to look at Jess's ass.
"What?" Jess said.
"Nothing."
"Were you about to say something?"
Lindsay shook her head.
"Are you sure?"
"No. I mean, yes, I'm sure. No, I wasn't about to say anything."
"Did I do something?" Jess asked.
"What?" Lindsay turned to look at her. "No! Of course not."
"Oh. It's just, you know, today. I feel like I've been doing and saying all the wrong things."
"No, it's not you." Lindsay said.
"What is it?"
"I just...I don't really know you that well."
"Oh." Jess looked crestfallen. "Do you want me to go?"
"Not at all." Lindsay said. "In fact, I think I'd like to get to know you. A lot better." Lindsay wasn't sure why she'd tacked on 'a lot better' to the end of that statement, but it had an even better effect than she could have hoped.
"I'd like to get to know you better, too." Jess said, and she turned her body, leaned into Lindsay and kissed her, gently, on the lips. Jess tilted her head and looked into Lindsay's eyes. She said, "Was that ok?"
"Better than ok." Lindsay said.
Jess leaned forward again and kissed her even harder. Jess let her tongue part Lindsay's lips and Lindsay sat back and enjoyed it, the hot blonde girl's tongue racing around the inside of her mouth, moving like it was searching for something, pushing her own tongue back and forth, up and down. Jess was an exceptional kisser, and Lindsay let her body relax, feeling the other girl move to get more comfortable.
Jess leaned back and said, "That was nice."
"It was."
"I'd like to do that again."
"Oh, God yes." Lindsay said. "Please."
Jess took Lindsay's hand and turned her so that her right leg was against the back of the couch and her left leg was still on the floor. Jess crawled in between Lindsay's legs and arched her back so that her face was a few inches away from Lindsay's breasts. Jess looked up into Lindsay's eyes and licked Lindsay's t-shirt. She took part of the shirt between her teeth and tugged at it, like she was going to eat her way through it to get to Lindsay's breasts.
Lindsay put her hands on Jess's face and pulled her forwards, putting her mouth on Jess's she returned the kiss from earlier, this time letting her tongue explore Jess's mouth. Jess was warm, and smelled mostly of stale sweat, but her mouth was minty and fresh like she'd brushed her teeth or was chewing gum.
Lindsay loved the taste on her tongue and let her mouth linger over Jess's, not willing to stop kissing her just yet. She let her tongue dart out and over the blonde girl's teeth, feeling them with her tongue was strange and exciting, like rubbing her tongue across the teeth of a comb. Jess took a sharp breath and let her eyes slowly open to look into Lindsay's.
"Fuck, you're beautiful." Jess said.
"You're kidding, right? Could you be any more attractive?"
"You like?" Jess asked her. She let a sly grin spread across her face.
Lindsay nodded. "Uh-huh." She said, enthusiastic and horny.
Jess stepped back off the couch and looked down at Lindsay, sitting there smiling. She twirled around to let Lindsay get the full effect. The black spandex barely covered her ass, and Lindsay could see the crack of Jess's butt cheeks peeking out the top.
"You want to see more?"
Lindsay nodded again.
"Which first? Top or bottom?"
Lindsay had to think for a minute before deciding. "Top." She said, finally. "I want to see if those tits of your look as good as I think they do."
"Oh, you like my tits?" Jess asked.
"I do."
"Well, let's not waste any more time."
Jess reached up with both hands, crossing them over her chest and pulling her pink sportsbra up over her head. Her tits sprang out like something from a porn movie, bouncing gently across her chest as they were freed from their cotton prison.
They were even better than Lindsay thought they'd be. Firm and round, they were like perfect circles, the size of small melons. Jess's nipples were hard, sticking out like she was walking through the freezer section of a grocery store.
Jess turned left and right, letting Lindsay see them from both sides. Then started posing like a model, putting her hands on her hips, putting a finger to her mouth and letting her eyes roll up like she was one of those girls in a picture that's supposed to look like she's thinking about something difficult.
"What do you think?" Jess asked.
"Gorgeous."
"Really?"
"Come here." Lindsay put her hand up and beckoned Jess closer with one finger. Jess knelt down so Lindsay could put her hand on one of her breasts.
"Mm..." Jess moaned.
