Jenna watched as Lilly pulled her t-shirt over her breasts. B Cups, she thought to herself. Lilly smoothed out the wrinkles and pulled on her jeans. Jenna lay quietly, watching intently from the bed. Lilly thought she was still sleeping. Jenna watched as Lilly's pert breasts bounced as she crossed the room, leaning over slightly. Jenna caught a glimpse of what was down her t-shirt, making her bite her lips with anticipation.
Lilly was so beautiful, so sweet and innocent. As soon as she had walked through the room of their shared dorm, Jenna had known she had to have this girl. It wasn't that she possessed any certain charm above other girls, she didn't. She was your average girl - curvy with soft waves of reddish hair that brushed gently against her pale cheek. A thin line of kohl pencil under her large green eyes, adorned by long pale lashes. A handful of faded freckles dotted her nose, giving her a sweet, girlish presence. She was new to the big wide world, having been sheltered by caring parents all her life. Jenna felt it was her duty to give her a helping hand, it was only neighbourly.
Lilly pulled on a red jacket and reached for her keys, glancing over at Jenna who swiftly shut her eyes. The door to their room closed and Jenna pushed back her bed covers. Looking around the room for something of Lilly's, she was met with nothing. Lilly was so neat and tidy that everything was placed in its own drawer in the small chest of drawers that sat in the corner. Jenna preferred to simply dig around in her haphazard drawers and pull out whatever was clean. With a sigh, Jenna yawned slightly and ran her hands through her hair.
Jenna was not your average girl. Many a time had there been arguments with angry girls whose boyfriends had been drawn towards to Jenna's exotic beauty. Jenna simply raised her hands innocently, she couldn't help it if she was the way she was. With light mocha coloured skin and hazel eyes, stood next your normal suburban girl - she was a shining beacon amongst muck. With her shapely figure and full breasts, Jenna knew she was sexy. She flaunted it shamelessly. Long, thick brown hair travelled down her back and her infamous pout was ever present. Jenna was the rare lucky breed of girl who didn't need make up to feel beautiful. She could have done it without it.
Jenna pulled on a figure hugging lilac wrap-around dress and her new white cowboy boots that she'd picked up for half price. Running a brush through her hair, she pinned it back with a clip - a single strand of hair straying across her face. She swept a red lipstick over her pout and pulled on her light jacket - ready for her day.
With a dull creak, Jenna threw herself on her bed. She'd had a tiring day with lecture after lecture from droning Professors. She let her head loll against the soft pillow and closed her eyes slightly. It was just two o'clock and the afternoon sun streamed in through a chink in the blind. The air was humid and sticky. Jenna's dress clung to her and she felt sweaty and uncomfortable. With a reluctant moan, she rose from the bed and made her way to the bathroom - undressing as she went. She unhooked her pink lacey bra and turned on the shower, welcoming the cool, gentle flow of water against her hot skin. She reached for the shower gel, spreading it on the loofah. Gently, she rubbed herself all over - grinning at the soft touch of the loofah on her skin. It was such a relief to feel clean again after hours of sitting in sticky clothing, damp patches growing under her armpits.
"Never even bothered to crack open a window, the bastards," She said to herself and washed off the last of the shower gel from her body.
She shut off the water and stepped out from the shower, wrapping a towel around her dripping wet body. She cleared a patch in the steamy bathroom mirror and leaned in to examine herself. Her hair clung to her face and she was flushed, she had to admit it looked rather sexy. She let her hand wander across her cheek and down her neck, slowly reaching her breast. With a gasp, she felt her nipples. They were rock hard from the cold water. She queezed one tentatively and a broad smile spread across her face at the pleasant feeling that coursed through her body. With another light squeeze, she let out a faint moan. All that sexual tension bottled up inside of her was wanting to break free, she hadn't been able to get some time to herself since she arrived on campus. Used to masturbating daily - it was a shock to Jenna's system and she missed it immensely. She took her nipple between two fingers and gently rolled it back and forth, her breath coming out in slow, even pants.
She let her head loll back and she bit her lip. How she wanted a release from all this pent up sexual tension. It was too much. She was sick of being so horny all the time. Jenna continued to roll her nipple back and forth, her breathing growing quicker and faster. Absently, she let a hand brush against the lips of her pussy. They were opening like a flower, sticky with her juices. Jenna traced the lips with her finger, her breath becoming caught up gasps lost in her throat. As she was really getting into it, she heard the faint sound of keys being turned in the door to the room. Lilly was back. Hurriedly, she let go of her nipple and wrapped her towel around herself again. Checking herself in the mirror, she saw that her nipples were poking out from the fabric. There was no time to flatten them so she simply walked back into the main room, holding her breath all the while.
Lilly was sitting on her bed, her jacket strewn beside her. The windows were all flung open and her face was flushed a deep red. The heat had obviously gotten to her too, Jenna thought to herself.
"Hey Lils, you okay over there?" Jenna said, eyes scanning the room to see where she had dropped her bra.
"Yeah - it's so damn hot out there, I feel like I'm on fire," Lilly gasped rather, Jenna had to admit, sexily.
"Hmmmm, yeah, I was the same. Why don't you have a shower? It'll cool you right down," Jenna smiled nicely at her roommate.
"Yeah, thanks, I might just do that, thanks," A small smile appeared on Lilly's red face.
Jenna reached over for her bra which was lying on the floor by the bathroom door, making sure Lilly got a good view of her tight ass as she did so. Fighting to hide a grin, Jenna dropped her towel and began to put on her bra in a painfully slow manner. She stifled a giggle as she saw Lilly trying not to stare at her breasts. She knew the girl liked what she saw, they both did. Quickly, Lilly hopped toward the bathroom door - somewhat reluctantly pulling her eyes away from Jenna's naked body. Jenna smiled and pulled on the rest of her clothes.
She tied up her wrap-around dress and sat down at the small card tabel they had set up in the middle of the room, letting her eyes glance over the magazine spread on the table. None of the articles interested her very much so she let her mind wander. She wished she could see Lilly in the shower. Her soaking wet body, the hot flushed cheeks that clashed with her red hair. Jenna sighed, why was her roommmate so damn sexy. The phone rang, jolting her out of her daydream.
"Hello?" Jenna said.
"Hi - is Lilly there?" A male voice said on the other end.
"She's busy right now, can I take a message?" Jenna said.
"Oh okay, tell her Devon called, I can't make it tonight, tell her I'm sorry," The male voice said and the phone clicked as he hung up.
Asshole, Jenna thought to herself. She heard the shower shut off in the bathroom and Lilly's damp head poked round the door.
"Who was it on the phone?" Lilly said - sounding anxious, she had obviously been expecting his call.
"Some guy named Devon, he called to say he can't make it tonight but he's sorry," Jenna said, feeling sorry for the girl as she saw her face fall.
"Oh I knew it, I knew he was going to cancel! Why am I so stupid? I can't keep a guy interested for five minutes, I'm hopeless!" Lilly cried, exasperated and flopped on her bed.
Jenna approached her slowly as Lilly, cloaked in only her towel, cried softly. She looked so sad and sweet sitting on the bed, Jenna couldn't help feeling slightly aroused. She sat beside Lilly and put her arm around her, fighting the urge to look down her towel.
"Don't worry, if that prick doesn't see how special you are, he's needs his brain checking," Jenna said.
"Really?" Lilly looked up, her tearstained face shocked. "Do you really mean that?"
"Of course I do! If he can't see how lucky he is to have a girl like you, he must the stupidest damn man on this whole planet!" Jenna smiled at her friend.
"Thanks Jenna, that really means a lot to me. I just...Guys always seem to...They make me feel so worthless...Thanks, thank you so much," Lilly said, her gaze never tearing from Jenna's.
Jenna gulped as they sat together, both staring into the other's eyes. There was nothing more she wanted to do than to wrap her arms around Lilly and kiss her at that moment. But she couldn't, not right now.
