My name is Janet. I have submitted two other stories. One was true and about my husband enticing me to do another man. The other was about me in a gangbang. That one was not true, but it is one that I often fantasize about. This story is about my college roommate and our sexual encounter. It is a true story.
I got a number of comments on my previous stories and I sincerely thank everyone that commented. Most seemed to enjoy them and a few didn't, which didn't surprise me. Some commented on my "writing skills" which I really appreciate. I never thought of myself as an accomplished writer and still don't. I just tried to tell things as I remember them happening or fantasizing about. Again, thanks to everyone.
Now for my next story...
Kristen and I were roommates in college. We were very close and did everything together. We went shopping, went on double dates and even had the same classes. We talked constantly, mostly about guys and some of the crazy things they did to impress us, but also about our encounters with the guys we dated. We helped each other with our studies and spent long hours at our desk pouring over lecture notes, etc. If we didn't have dates for the weekend evenings we would sit together, drinking and laughing about various professors, guys, the day's events, guys and guys. We got along very well, each helping happily with expenses and apartment duties.
Kristen was a typical California surfer girl. She had long blonde hair, sparkling blue eyes and a tan that I would die for. She was taller than me, 5'10", thin and slender. Her breasts were on the smaller side, I would guess 34B and she had long slender legs. Her smile was captivating with brilliant white teeth. She wore very little makeup (she didn't need any). Many times I would glance nonchalantly when she got dressed. She always wore the skimpiest bikini panties and rarely did she wear a bra. She had pink nipples and her pubic hair was a neat triangle just a shade darker than the hair on her head. Occasionally we would catch each other looking when we dressed, but always just laughed and made jokes about each other's bodies. Although I tried my best to act uninterested, I never missed a chance to admire her as she dressed or undressed. I was beginning to desire her. I had read stories and seen pictures of girl-girl sex and admittedly I was intrigued and excited, but never thought I would ever actually do it. I decided not to let my imagination go any further and simply put it out of my mind... mostly.
One day Kristen said she wasn't feeling well and stayed in the apartment while I went to class. When I got to class the professor said he had a death in the family and had to cancel the lecture. I stopped at the pharmacy to get Kristen some DayQuil and hurried back to the apartment to see how she was doing. When I entered, everything was quiet and I assumed she was sleeping. I decided to sneak in her room and leave the DayQuil on the nightstand without disturbing her. Softly I opened the door and froze. There was Kristen lying naked on the bed, her legs spread wide and masturbating while watching something on her laptop. Her eyes were half closed and she was using two fingers to spread her pussy lips and frantically rubbing her clit with her middle finger. I didn't know what to do. I just stood there watching, my eyes fixed on her fingers wildly rubbing her clit. I knew I should have quietly closed the door and left, but I just couldn't leave this extremely erotic sight.