I slowly walked into my single dorm room at the top of the stairs, exhausted from a day of meetings and classes. I was told that English majors had an easy schedule, but no one has a clue about the amount of research and writing you have to do. All I wanted was to wash my face and hit the sheets.
I live in a house with six other girls, a sorority of sorts. I used to have a roommate downstairs but we had parted ways under rather cruel circumstances. Basically, she locked me out anytime she wanted to fuck, which happened to be often. We didn't talk, but that was fine with me. It was better than hearing her scream and moan when I was trying to sleep, or do anything else. The bathroom upstairs was in use so I walked down to the one that Jen and I used to share. I brushed my teeth and began washing my face, when I heard a strange noise coming from Jen's room. There was thud, almost a dull clap sound. I turned off the water so that I could hear better, and I heard it again, followed by a small moan. I'll be damned, I thought, that little bitch is being whipped. I laughed silently but I didn't turn the water back on – I wanted to keep listening. I figured she was getting what she deserved.
Whoever was with her was obviously doing a good job, because her moans sounded a bit more painful with each crack. I stared at the mirror attached to the wall separating Jen's room from the bathroom. As she moaned I slid my hand up my bare thigh and to my pussy- Jen's guttural sex was really turning me on. I leaned back against the wall and watched my fingers slide in and out of my pussy, barely covered by my nightshirt. A moan escaped from my throat as my wetness increased with ever smack of her ass. She always did have a cute ass, round, that fit her 5'9 frame nicely. Her only disadvantage might have been small tits: we always joked that what she didn't have in her b cup I had in my d cup. I imagined her on the floor in the room we used to share, naked, on all fours, being punished for her dirty sins, her long dark hair falling in waves down over her graceful creamy shoulders. I moaned again, a little louder, my pussy sopped with juices. I slid my fingers out and sucked on my own juices.
All of a sudden Jen quit moaning and I wondered if they had heard me. I heard a male voice on the other side of the wall and the floor creaking a little, and then bed springs. With a sigh of relief I slid my nightshirt off and slid my hand back down to my pussy, my lips puffy. My nipples were erect and I tweaked them with my left hand, rolling and kneading my breasts in circles as the bedsprings became more audible. I knew that she was on top- she loved being on top. We had bunked our beds and late at night I could feel her head occasionally hitting my mattress as she bounced on some fraternity cock. I never could figure out how she'd do it- she'd go out to a party and bring home a guy who was at least six or seven inches, fuck him, and then kick him out. I didn't often see the same guy twice. Such a whore. I wasn't as outgoing, pretty quiet, so I never had half the dates that she did. I hated and envied her for it.
I decided to sit down on the toilet to get a better angle at my pussy. She was moaning a lot louder now, enough that I probably could have heard her upstairs. I slid two fingers in, out, in again, developing a rhythm with the bedsprings. I heard him talking to in a loud whisper, "that's it you little cunt- take my big dick." I fingered myself harder, moaning." He groaned, "make me cum, slut." I closed my eyes. I could see her, naked, bouncing. Bouncing on me. I imagined her tall frame, my hands around her little tits, our legs spread so that her clit was rubbing mine, her hands molding my own huge breasts, pinching my nipples. "My little slut," I groaned as I slammed my fingers into my dripping slit over and over. "That's it bitch, we're going to cum together, I'm going to spread it on your tits and make you lick it off of my fingers, unhnnn," I groaned, louder, so close. And then I heard the door creaking open, no time to grab my shirt. I hadn't locked it when I came in to wash my face.
