"Wake up, sleepy head."
My eyes slowly opened allowing me to look up at my roommate Amy. Ignoring her, I let my heavy eyelids fell down under their weight as I attempted to fall back asleep. It was Saturday morning and I told her earlier in the week we can go shopping down at the mall this weekend, which in reality, meant we dressed up, did some window shopping and maybe purchased a latte. I had a hell of week with midterms and today was the first day I could sleep in. The mall can wait.
"Wake up," she demanded again.
I just mumbled, not wanting to be disturbed.
WOMP! My eyes immediately opened, but only wide enough to glare at Amy. She was on top of me, straddling my waist with each leg on each side and holding a pillow above her head, poised for another blow. My restful sleep was abruptly brought to halt and I was not happy. In fact, not only was I not happy, I wanted vengeance.
Her arms were raised and her back arched stretching the thin fabric of her nightie was stretched across her breasts; with two small bumps revealing the location of her nipples. Seeing this gave me an idea. My hands sprung out and my fingers grabbed, pinched and twisted her nipples in a painful "titty-twister." Amy immediately dropped her arms knocking my hands away as the pillow tumbled off to the side. I lay there with a smirk on my face as she massaged her breasts trying to relieve the pain I had just inflicted on her. A moment later, she lifted her nightie to her shoulders, exposing her breasts and looked down at them to see if there was any sign of visible injury.
Looking at me she said, "That hurt! You hurt my boobs."
I gave her a disapproving look, given that I was raised by a doctor for a father and nurse for mother and always referred to human anatomy by its proper name and found most slang terms inappropriate.
She sat there caressing her nipples. "You hurt my nipples."
"So what do you want me to do?" I said sarcastically, "Kiss them to make them feel better?"
She had a blank expression for a moment, then added "Yes!" as she leaned forward and fell on me. Now in a kneeling position with her hands on the pillow above my head, her ample breasts hung down and draped both sides of my face with my nose and mouth in the valley in between.
Now Amy and I are roommates and best friends, but that's not to say that we don't compete against each other. Both of us are continually engaged in a friendly rivalry regardless of the endeavor. The subtle battle has been to our mutual benefit--after all, there's nothing like a little competition to bring the best in someone. Like most women, we subtly compete in dress on formal occasions, but also found that trying to best the other in school boosted our grades.
I'm sure Amy expected me to freak out when smothered by her breasts, but I wasn't about to give her the satisfaction of trying to escape her assault. Instead, I did the opposite of what she expected. As I lay there with the insides of her pale white breasts against my cheeks and my nose an inch away from her sternum, I decided to freak her out, by rolling my head over, opening my mouth and closing it over the pink nipple of her left breast. Of course, if I had wanted to be mean, I could have bit her, but this was all in fun and games.
With her breast in my mouth I waited for Amy to react, but to my surprise she didn't do anything at all. I then began to suck on it slightly, trying to draw it into my mouth. My then tongue swirled around against her skin until I found her nipple, then I began to flick it back and forth, running the tip of my tongue around her areola and the bud that protruded from its center. Amy let out a deep sigh, but didn't say anything or move. I flicked her nipple back and forth with my tongue and I could feel it getting hard and growing slightly longer. Amy's next breath was more subtle, but came from her open mouth. Clearly, she was enjoying my breast sucking and seeing that I was now in control, wasn't about to let up. I reached up with my hand and gently grabbed her breast, pulling it away from my mouth as my lips slowly closed around her areola and then latched on to her nipple, stretching it out as it slid between my lips. Amy's breathing was heavy now as my suckling was starting to turn her on. Looking up, I could see that her areola, wet with my saliva, had bumps and her dark pink nipple was hard and erect. I opened my mouth and again flicked her nipple and circled it with my tongue. My other hand reached up and grabbed her other breast and I began to run the tips of my fingers over her other nipple, gently messaging it.
Amy shrugged her shoulders so her nightie fell off around her hands, causing her ample breasts to jiggle. She was now totally naked and hovering over me. Her knees parted and she lowered herself down against my stomach and began rotating her hips around, then sideways, then up and down as she searched in vain for some stimulation to her loins. I continued working on her breasts as her pelvic movements went from gentle rocking to rhythmic thrusts against my torso. Her breathing increased and I could feel her crotch grind against me, sliding my nightie around. Sensing her frustration, I released the grasp on her breast and slid my hand down my side, then worked it across my stomach and under her lower abdomen, My hand worked its way down, open towards her, prompting her to move slightly up to meet my hand between her legs. In doing so, she pulled her breast from my mouth as I felt her two puffy lips on her mound and the cleft in between. She returned her chest over my head, but shifted slightly so that I could now suck on her other nipple.
Her pubic hair ran across my fingers as they felt their way along her outer lips. I curved the tip of my middle finger up and she shifted a little so that it rested on her clitoris. A tiny bump now ground against my finger and her breathing became deeper and quicker. I continued to suck on her breast, giving it a thorough tongue treatment while trying to hold it in my mouth with my hand. She ground herself against my hand and began to moan. "Oh my God, Ohhhh." Her sounds grew louder nearly into a scream as she climaxed in an orgasm. Her hips spasmmed a few times, then stopped. Exhausted, she slid down a little, then collapsed on top of me with her head next to mine, breathing heavily into my ear.
I sat there for a moment, taking in what just happened: my roommate and friend laying on me naked, having just had an orgasm. I pulled my hand out from under her and placed my hands over her back. My fingers now slowly ran over her skin, caressing her back which was now covered in a light bead of perspiration. It had been a while since I held anyone close like this. The warmth of her naked body pressing against mine, especially our breasts, began to stir erotic feelings in me.
After a few moments, Amy slowly turned her head and brought her cheek against mine. She gently pressed her lips to my cheek and did so again and again as she slowly kissed her way towards my mouth. As soon as our lips met her tongue slipped between mine and penetrated my mouth. My hands moved up and down her back holding her body tight against mine as adrenaline, endorphins and excitement began to flow through my body. My hands moved down her back to rest on her hips. I always admired her hips and now I was holding it in my hands, holding it tightly and spreading her cheeks apart as we continued to tongue wrestle.
She kissed her way down, dragging her lips over my chin and down to my neck. I raised my chin to give her better access and she began to lick and lightly suck my throat, arousing me even more. She pulled away and sat up on my stomach. Her breasts were firm, pointed upward slightly and her nipples were hard and still glistening with my saliva. My hands fell away and she reached over for my right hand. As she stared into my eyes, she brought my hand to her chin and moved my fingers across her mouth. My middle finger crossed her lips and passed under her nose, filling her nostrils with her scent, she lowered my finger so its tip was against her lips, then opened her mouth and drew my finger inside, sucking on it and slowly sliding it into her mouth. With her eyes still fixed on me, she sucked and tongued my finger as if it were a phallus, then slowly pulled it out of her mouth and between her sunken cheeks. She lowered her mouth to mine and thrust in her tongue, giving me the sweet and bitter taste of her sex. I wrapped my tongue around hers pursuing more of her flavor which sent waves of excitement through my body. My stomach fluttered and the eroticism of tasting another woman hit my nipples and clit like a lightning bolt, making both hard. I wanted more. I wanted to taste her. I needed to taste her.