Trisha slipped through the door and looked around the dorm room slowly. As she peered around in the darkness, she could see the traces of her roommates clothes spread out around the room. The small lamp that was sitting in the corner was off but there was the usual candle sitting there with burning, giving off a soft glow so that she would be able to see when she came in.
As Trisha slipped her T-shirt off she heard the low hum in the other room. She wasnât stupid, she had a vibrator herself but still, she had to stifle a giggle as she listened for any other sounds to come from her roommates bed. Suddenly she heard soft moans, âOh god yes, mmm, feels so umm, Ohh.â
Trisha felt herself becoming aroused and she knew that she shouldnât be listening to Betty as she masturbated that was private. Yet, she still slipped her pants off and stepped to the corner of the doorway so she could hear a little better. Her fingers traveled down the concave of her belly and she waited just a few more moments until the anticipation was ultimately setting her insides on fire.
âOh fuck, mmm, yes, oh, oh...â the sounds came from the bedroom still and it was obvious Betty was reaching her own climax.
Trisha could wait no longer she slipped her hand down farther until she felt the pulsing little bud of pleasure slippery beneath her fingertips. She was more wet than she could ever remember, and she was unable to focus on anything but slipping her hands in her dampened panties. The full lips between her legs were slick with her juices and she couldnât wait another second. She spread her legs slightly and slipped two fingers inside her tight little opening. Her thumb automatically went to caress her clit and in the next instant she was already on the brink of an intense orgasm.
âLet me help you with that,â she heard Betty say through a thin veil of cobwebs in her mind.
Before she could react Betty had slipped her fingers in Trishaâs panties and pushed Trishaâs own aside. Betty pulled down the straps on Trishaâs tank top and immediately stuck her tongue out and traced little circles around the prominent erect nipples. It only took Trisha a few seconds to think, âfuck it, Iâm going to enjoy this woman to the fullest tonight.â
Trisha stopped Betty and pushed her away. She looked into her roommates eyes as they flickered in the candlelight and pulled her tank top off and pushed her panties down to her ankles and stepped out of them. She then leaned down to Betty and ran her tongue over the girlâs lips. She was stunned by her own actions, never having been with a woman before but wasnât about to give in to fear. She had urges and needs to and she wasnât about to just put out for a random guy.
As her tongue slipped over Bettyâs lips she felt the fingers of her roommate slip against her pussy lips again and then dart inside. The squish was audible as her fingers plunged to the depths of Trisha. âOh fuck yes,â Trisha whimpered.