This story happened my freshman year in college. It was a hot August day, but more importantly, it was move-in day at the dorms. It took longer to get situated in my new dorm room than I first expected. My family was with me, helping to bring up all my stuff to my room, it was on the sixth floor. Most of our time was waiting for our turn on the elevator.
We finally got to my room, and started unloading my things. I knew I would be sharing a room with another person, but I had never met her. After an hour of unpacking, I heard a voice at the door. I turned to see who it was. She entered the room, and introduced herself to me. She told me her name was Shannon. At first I couldn't believe that this was going to be my roommate. She looked like a freshman in High School, not college. The most obvious feature about her was her height. She was so tiny! She stood about 5'1", and was extremely petite, wearing white shorts, and a tank top shirt that revealed her belly button.
The next most obvious feature about her was a magnificent tan that I would die for! Her body was a dark golden brown. I began to wonder if she had any tan lines. I noticed she had dirty blonde hair, brown eyes, and the cutest little tits! Her bra barely pushed her tank top away from her chest, she wore a 32a cup. I returned my attention to reality and introduced her to my family. She then introduced us to her family who was in the hall with all of her things. As she was introducing them, I noticed her voice was so cute! She sounded almost like she had breathed helium. She was so adorable!
I finally got things situated, and my family and I had decided to go eat. We had invited Shannon and her family to join us, but they declined. They still had a few things to get taken care of. When we were done eating, my family and I headed back to my dorm, said our good-bye's, did all the hugs, the usual stuff, and they left for the long drive back home. I went to my room, hoping to see Shannon, but she wasn't there.
I started to take care of all the little things left in my room, when I heard a knock on the door. I opened it, and there were some of the girls on my floor introducing themselves. This really helped relieve some of the nervousness I had built up inside me. They were so friendly and nice! They asked me if my roommate was there, I told them she was out. Just as the girls said bye, Shannon showed up. I introduced her to them, trying to match their names with their faces. I was so glad I got it right! After a few minutes the girls had left and Shannon and I went to our room and began talking.
I watched Shannon unpack her things. She opened her top drawer and reached into her suitcase, and pulled out a stack of the cutest little panties I have ever seen. She then grabbed her tiny bra's and placed them into the same drawer. She looked at my chest, and said the funniest thing I had heard all day. Sarcastically she said, "What are the odds I'd have to share a room with a girl with bigger tits than mine?" She then giggled, and I laughed with her. She began to hang her clothes in the closet. My eyes gazed on her cute little butt. Her shorts were riding up her ass. The bottom of her ass cheeks would show as she stretched to hang her clothes on the bar. I could see the outline of her white panties. She was making me hot!
The time came to get ready for bed. I normally just sleep in panties and a T-shirt, but I wondered if I should put on a pair of shorts. I had never shared a room with anyone before. I declined on the shorts, reminding myself we were both girls. I undid my shorts, and slid them to the floor. I noticed Shannon would glance my way occasionally. I was wondering if she was interested in girls also. I decided to test her to see if she would look, so I took off my shirt, unhooked my bra, and placed it on the bed. I felt my nipples immediately harden from the cool air. I wanted to pinch them right there, but I didn't.
I walked to my dresser, and pulled out a T-shirt. I slowly turned toward Shannon as I slipped the T-shirt over my head. As I pulled the T-shirt down, I glanced at Shannon, and noticed her stare on my tits. When she noticed I had caught her looking, she turned away, and began with some small talk. I climbed in bed, wanting to rub my tits. I ignored the urge, and just continued talking with Shannon. I wondered if she was going to change clothes in front of me.
Finally, she did. She took off her shorts, and threw them in the corner. She stood up, and began to pull off the tank top. As she did, I glanced between her legs. She had a tiny mound. Her panties were bunched into her pussy lips. My heart started beating a little faster. She then threw her shirt into the same corner and reached back to undo her bra. She slid it off her shoulders, and I moaned when I saw them. They were as white as mine. She definitely had tan lines.
Her tits were small and came to a sharp point, almost cone shaped. They were mostly nipple, with a small mound of flesh underneath. Her raspberry pink nipples grew hard as the air hit them. I couldn't believe how much those little nipples grew. They looked like a button just waiting to be sucked. She put on a T-shirt, got in bed and we talked late into the next morning. I don't know what time we fell asleep, but we both got up about the same time.
A few weeks had gone by, and Shannon and I were becoming very good friends. I could feel a connection between us. I finally tested it one Saturday, when we went shopping together. Shannon had put on a jean skirt, that barely dropped below her ass. Her shirt was a backless style, with a couple of strings to tie it behind her. I wore a short dress. It was one of my favorites. It was sleeveless, about thigh high in length and was buttoned up the front. I always left a few buttons undone to show off my cleavage.
As I drove to the store, I kept glancing at Shannon. I started the occasional pat on the thigh, and the small flirtatious jokes. She didn't reject any of them. I finally placed my hand on her thigh. She parted her legs slightly. It caused her short skirt to ride up. I could clearly see her panties. Her panties were tight on her pussy mound. I waited until I had to turn, and as I did, I let my hand slide to her crotch, until my pinky was touching her warm mound. Shannon kept talking to me like everything was normal. This helped so much! I was so glad she didn't reject my touch.