Drew padded quietly down the corridor of her University Hall of residence, trying not to wake anyone at this late time of night and this close to the exams. When she got to the door of her room she slipped off her shoes and carefully, slowly inserted her key into the lock and unlocked the door to her shared room. She pushed the door back slowly and silently entered so as not to wake Sandy, her roommate.
There was music playing softly in the room as she entered, not unusual, Sandy often studied with her music playing and then went to sleep with it still on quietly. As she stood still for a second to let her eyes adjust to the darkness she saw her roommate was, in fact still awake. She was about to say something - but stopped open mouthed, caught in her tracks with surprise - Sandy was on her bed naked, facing away from the door, her curvy hourglass figure dimly lit by a sliver of streetlight pushing through the curtains. Drew could see that Sandy was rocking slowly back and forth on her knees, but it wasn't until her eyes drifted to Sandy's backside that she realised just what exactly was going on here.
Sandy was on her knees kneeling forward resting on one forearm on the bed, her backside pointing towards Drew, the back of her right hand visible between her thighs at her crotch, her fingers pressed close together into a pointed bunch, the gentle rocking motion was causing her to penetrate herself and then draw back up all the way out until her fingers were no longer inside her body. Sandy's motion was so gentle, and carried out with such care that it took Drew a further few seconds to realise what she had in fact interrupted.
'Oh my god!' thought Drew, she's masturbating! She couldn't believe what she was seeing. Of course Drew played with herself too, but not as much since arriving at college as she had done at home. She only felt comfortable here doing it in the relative privacy of the shower because she shared a room and was worried in case, well, in case something like this happened!
When Drew did it she would lean back against the shower wall tiles and stimulate herself with her fingers (at home she had often liked to use the shower head spray to help but here it was attached to the wall so this was not possible. The sensation was always wonderful, but she often had difficulties getting all the way and bringing herself to orgasm when she masturbated like this because she worried about the other girls in the shower block hearing her. Quite often when she just approached the brink of orgasm she would be disturbed and then lose the feeling leading to frustration and no orgasm!
Drew continued to watch Sandy masturbate with building fascination. She wasn't the first person she'd watch masturbate of course, but she was the first girl. She'd gone out with several steady boyfriends before arriving at university, and continued to see her last one, Dave, although not very often since she'd arrived in September. Even though she was 18 she didn't feel like she was ready for full sex yet, so instead they satisfied themselves by masturbating each other, or by most of the time by laying together kissing and whispering intimately whilst they played with themselves and watched each other, it was so nice to do! She loved it when they came together.
Drew found herself almost hypnotised by the rhythmic motion of Sandy's body when all of a sudden she was brought back to reality by a sharp gasp from her roommate. At first she thought that Sandy had noticed her, but she just carried on stroking herself. In fact, Drew surmised, the gasp had indicated that Sandy's excitement was mounting as her orgasm grew inside her. Now Sandy stopped her rhythmic rocking and sat her bottom back on the heels of her feet and the hand that she had been using to penetrate herself before now started moving rapidly, and although Drew couldn't see she guessed that her roommate was aching to cum now and could no longer hold back. Whilst she rubbed rapidly at her clitoris her heavy breathing and quiet whimpering turned to speech "Oh god...that feels so good...Oh! I'm so close, I'm gonna come, Oh! Yes! Now... ooooooooohhhhh" and with that cry Sandy convulsed her whole body and came.
This was the first female orgasm that Drew had ever witnessed (other than her own), and she was surprised at how violently it had taken Sandy, she collapsed face down onto the bed basking in the joy that she had just given herself, Drew decided rather reluctantly that she had no choice other than to let her know that she was there β after all she'd never get back out without being heard now. Drew cleared her throat and said:
"I'm really, really sorry Sandy, I didn't mean to disturb you."
"Oh my god!" squealed Sandy, turning around and putting her hand to her mouth in shock.
"I had no idea you were back! I'm so sorry, when did you get in, did you see me..... Oh! My goodness!"
"Yes, I did. I'm sorry, I didn't mean to embarrass you, I came in quietly because I thought you'd be sleeping, and then I ended up I interrupting something very personal. I'm so sorry Sandy."
"Don't worry. It's not your fault, it's mine." said Sandy turning on the bedside light and pulling the duvet up around her naked body. Drew felt so sorry for her then.
"Look Sandy, please don't feel bad," said Drew reassuringly.
"Everybody masturbates sometime, me too! It's kind of hard in a place with as little privacy as this. So please don't feel too bad, I don't want you to worry about doing it in here, after all it is both of our rooms.'
'Thanks Drew, for being so understanding. Please don't tell anyone what you saw'. Sandy pleads.
Drew walks over to her and gives her friend a reassuring hug.
'Don't worry, its okay.'
Sandy holds her tight for a moment in the room.
Drew releases her and says looking into her eyes.
'It's going to be okay, we'll just forget about this okay? Now it's already late and I really need some sleep and I expect you do too, so lets turn in, alright?'
Sandy agrees and smiles up at her before sliding in under the cover and turning over.
Drew gets quietly undressed and climbs into her own bed. As she snuggles down into the sheets the image of Sandy rocking back and forth on her fingers and reaching her climax keeps playing over and over in her head.