During our first few semesters of college, while living in the dorms, my roommate, Jenny, and I would have mutual masturbation sessions, at least twice a week. They never went further than watching each other, although I wish they would have.
Last year, we moved into an off campus town house. Now that we have our own space and bedrooms, we haven't had one of these sessions in a very long time.
I woke up one morning and realized that I would have our house to myself for a few hours. I hooked my laptop up to our TV in the living room and started my favorite porn playlist. I then sat on the couch and got comfortable.
Even through my panties, I could smell my sex. I was so wet already. My nipples were erect and straining the fabric of my tank top. I gently graze my hand across them and feel a surge of electricity to my cunt. Enjoying the tease, I continue to massage my breasts, rolling and pinching my hard nipples.
My panties are soaked. I am wiggling in my seat, hoping to please my aching pussy. Slowly, I finally slide a hand through the waistband of my panties. As I rub my smooth slit, the pleasure rushes through me.
I remove my panties and tank top and let them fall to the floor. I bring my legs up onto the couch and spread my thighs wide, to give myself better access to my lips, clit and cunt. My pussy falls open, waiting and anticipating the upcoming pleasure.
Leaving one hand on my breast, I slowly let my hand flow over my tummy, rub my thighs and finally find my soft folds. I gently tug on my lips. The sensation nearly sends me over the hill.