Caitlin and I were roommates in college. We shared a dorm room and small bathroom for two years. Caitlin's about 170 cm tall, brown hair and eyes, and her weight of 10 stone was well distributed to her ample D cup breasts, full hips and shapely legs. Many people referred to her as "Rubinesque". Me, I'm shorter, thinner, smaller and mousier. No one was knocking our door down for dates, though Caitlin had quite a few more than me. Alright then, a lot more.
About half way through our first term, when she was dating some footbal hunk named Eamon, she brought him back to our room. This was not something that either of us normally did. They tried to be quiet, well Caitlin tried to be quiet, but that didn't really work for long. It was late and I'd already gone to bed. But I didn't want to spoil their fun, so I just pretended not to hear them snogging and giggling on her bed in the dark, barely lit in the moonlight through the window. It didn't take long before the snogging and giggling turned to snogging and moaning. I wasn't a virgin when I started college, and I certainly was no prude. I knew where they were going and I was getting almost as worked up as them. I just didn't want them to know.
I slowly turned onto my side so I could see Caitlin's bed a little better just as Caitlin pulled her top up over her head while she was sitting on Eamon's midsection. He was lying on his back on her bed. I felt myself unconsciously lick my lips as she reached back and unclasped her bra, setting her breasts free. With a look of joy on his face, Eamon reached up and cupped them in his hands. They both moaned in pleasure. I think I did, too. At that very moment, I heard Caitlin whisper to Eamon to be quiet, that she didn't want to wake me.
I was suddenly afraid that they would catch me spying on them. Caitlin and I were pretty good friends, but we'd never even talked about anything sexual, let alone knowingly fuck in front of each other. I moaned loudly and turned over in my bed so my back was to them. I felt my t-shirt get caught up in my sheets as I rolled. And I discovered that my panties were very, very damp. So now I was even more uncomfortable and I couldn't bring myself to just start masturbating, or to just get up and go in to the bathroom.
A few moments later, Caitlin and Eamon started moaning again as the sound of Caitlin's bed rocking in a slow rhythm lightly filled the otherwise silent room. I was hoping Eamon would hurry up and cum and go so I could get up and go to the bathroom and diddle myself. They may have wanted to fuck in front of me, but I didn't want to masturbate in front of them, even though it was getting more and more tempting. It wasn't long before I heard Eamon give a single loud grunt and the rhythm stopped. A few minutes later, he was out the door. Caitlin got up and went to the bathroom. I got up when I heard the toilet flush.
Caitlin turned off the light, opened the bathroom door and stepped out. The moonlight through the window showed me that she was still naked. So beautiful. We literally ran into each other. Alright, yes, in truth, I purposely ran into her, but it looked good. I felt her hard nipples push against my t-shirt as I slipped by her.
"I'm sorry, honey!" she whispered. "I didn't see you there." She hugged me. "I didn't wake you, did I?"
"No..." I mumbled, trying not to sound too awake. "...need to pee..."
Caitlin let me go and I stumbled my way into the bathroom and closed the door. My pussy was absolutely screaming! I waited a moment, turned the light on and peeled off my t-shirt. The reflection in the wall sized mirror showed a typical, fairly plain girl of 18, straight, mousy brown hair to her C cup breasts with extremely hard nipples and a very, very wet stain in the front of her panties. I watched myself cup my breast and go to pinch my nipple. Then my eyes closed and my head tipped slightly back from the exquisite feeling shooting throughout my body.
I opened my eyes to see myself again in the mirror, my right hand caressing my left breast and my left hand under the waistband of my panties. I felt my fingers brushing through my curly patch of hair and I shuddered. I pushed my panties off and dropped them to the floor and looked again in the mirror. I watched with rapt fascination as I petted my wet and swelling labia. I breathed in deeply through my nose and I caught the aroma of my wetness. Again, I shuddered. My nipple was sticking out from between my fingers as I kneaded at my breast.
Feeling myself getting light-headed in excitement, I turned and sat down on the toilet, leaning back and spreading my legs open wide. Both of my hands were between my legs and I spread my pussy open. I moaned. I ran my fingers up and down my wide open, very wet slit. I shuddered again. I slipped a finger inside me.
"Maeve? Are you ok in there?" Caitlin whispered through the door.
I froze.
"Maeve? Honey, are you ok?"
I suddenly couldn't remember if I'd locked the door or not. I tried to clear my throat. "Yeah... I'm ok..."