âI hate doing laundry!â Emma snapped, storming into her flat and slamming the front door behind her.
âEmma!â Rachel groaned, lifting her head from the sofa, âYou woke me upâŠâ
âDonât expect me to have any sympathy for you.â
âBe nice to me. Iâm not feeling well.â
âItâs self-inflicted. You shouldnât have drunk so much last night,â she said sanctimoniously, putting the laundry basket on the wooden coffee table.
âWe canât all be perfect like you!â
âShut up and help me,â Emma joked, throwing a pile of towels at her roommate.
Rachel reluctantly sat up and brushed her long red hair out of her face with a sigh. There were dark circles under her tired blue eyes and her head throbbed painfully.
âDid you do my bed sheets?â Rachel asked as she folded the towels.
âYes.â
âCan you put them on for me while I take a shower? I need a nap.â
âJesus Rach! Youâve been sleeping all day!â
âPlease Emma. Love you,â she crawled, blowing her friend a kiss.
âGo on then,â Emma conceded, rolling her eyes and headed to her bedroom.
Rachel shuffled off to the bathroom, turning on the shower and pulling off her pink pyjamas as she waited for the water to warm up. She could hear Emma in her bedroom next door grappling with the duvet cover and smiled, grateful that she didnât have to do it herself.
She stepped into the tub and began washing her long red hair, massaging her scalp with her fingers in an effort to alleviate her headache. Rinsing her hair clean, she reached for the soap and rubbed it over her young body, running it between her small breasts and pushing it against her hard, raspberry nipples which made her shiver. She moved her hands over her firm stomach and between her legs, sighing loudly as she teased her swollen clit with the edge of the soap.
Rachel smiled to herself, knowing that an orgasm was the best thing for a hangover because it cleared your head, relaxed your muscles and made you feel wonderful. She was already wet from fingering herself on the sofa while her room mate was doing the laundry but she came back before Rachel had a chance to âfinish the jobâ.
Once her pussy was soapy enough, she replaced the bar back in the dish and moved her fingers back to her throbbing clit, circling it as she closed her eyes and groaned. With her right hand between her legs, she moved the left one up to her breast and began playing with it, rolling her tiny nipple between her index finger and thumb.
Pressing her back against the cool tiles of the shower, Rachel fingered herself to a delicious orgasm as the water washed over her. With her eyes closed she tried desperately to suppress her moans of pleasure, not wanting to be overheard.
Meanwhile, Emma was in the bedroom, struggling with the duvet when she noticed something sticking out from under one of Rachelâs pillows.
âWhatâs that?â she wondered as she reached down to retrieve it. Her brown eyes widened as she pulled out a large purple vibrator.
Although Emma wasnât naĂŻve enough to think that her roommate didnât do that type of âthingâ, it was still a shock to be confronted with it especially as it was much bigger than her own!
Checking that Rachel was still in the shower, she turned the vibrator on, curious to see what it was capable of.
âWow!â she breathed as it buzzed loudly, sending vibrations right up to her elbow.
âI think youâll find thatâs mineâŠâ Rachel teased as she stood in the door way wrapped in a white towel.
Emma blushed as she dropped the vibrator on the bed, apologising profusely.
âItâs nothing to be ashamed of, I know you have one too,â Rachel said casually.
âHow did you know that?â
âIâve heard! Youâre not exactly quiet when you cum either!â she laughed.
Blushing again, Emma didnât know where to look, mortified that her friend had heard her masturbating at night.
âYou shouldnât be listening! I deserve some privacy you know!â
âThatâs rich coming from the girl who was just fiddling with my vibrator!â
âI wasnât fiddling with it!â
âWell why did you switch it on?â
There was nothing Emma could say to that.
âCome on Em, lighten up. Weâre both single girls. I donât care. Thereâs nothing wrong with it. Hell I just fingered myself in the shower!â
âWhatâŠjust then?â
âYeah! And now Iâve seen you with that, Iâm in the mood to play some more.â
âOh no! No way!â
âWhy? Whatâs wrong?â
âI donât believe you! You catch me with your vibrator and now weâre gonna fuck? What is this? The Playboy channel! No way!â Emma said firmly.
âOh donât tell me you arenât curious about being with a woman!â
âThatâs none of your fucking business!â
âHere,â Rachel said fumbling around in the drawer of her bedside table and retrieving a video tape, âtake this and my vibrator and then tell me that you havenât changed your mind.â
Emma stared at her indignantly before storming out in disgust, grabbing her coat and fleeing to the pub across the road. She hid there until the landlord threw her out and reluctantly went back to the flat.
When she walked in, all the lights were out and she sighed a breath of relief when she realised that Rachel was in bed.
She went to her room and shut the door firmly behind her, jumping out of her skin when she noticed the videotape and Rachelâs vibrator on her bed, and she stared at them, not sure what to do.
Escaping to the kitchen, she poured herself a glass of water while she tried to regain her composure. Every inch of her wanted to know what was on that tape and what the vibrator would feel like next to her clit, but she couldnât do it, petrified about what she would do next if she did.
Eventually, curiosity got the better of her and she crept back to her room and switched on the TV. She lowered the volume down and slipped the tape into the VCR with a deep breath.
As the screen came alive, she was confronted with two pretty blondes lying completely naked on a bed making out. They were kissing passionately and playing with each otherâs tits while a cheesy song played in the background.
It wasnât long until she could feel herself getting turned on, as she always did when she watched girl-on-girl porn. Emma loved men, but womenâs bodies were so much more attractive, especially their breasts. But it wasnât enough to make her want to take it any further, she was quite content to masturbate to the lesbian scenes in pornos or fantasise about threesomes with Britney Spears and Justin Timberlake.
Unable to resist the urge any longer, she unbuttoned her jeans and allowed her right hand to slip beneath her while cotton panties. She moaned involuntarily as her index finger slipped between the wet lips of her pussy and found her familiar clit. Rubbing it furiously as she watched the two women playing on screen, she leaned back, resting her left hand on the mattress.
Suddenly she felt something hard roll onto her hand and she stopped to discover that it was Rachelâs vibrator.
âI canât do this,â she said to herself as it brought her back to reality, remembering what Rachel had suggested. As horny as she was, there was no way that she could use a vibrator on herself that had already been inside her roommate.
Wiping her sticky finger on her jeans, she retrieved the tape from the VCR, grabbed the vibrator and headed for Rachelâs room to give them back. Although the video had turned her on, it didnât make her want to sleep with Rachel, as she knew that would be a terrible idea. Having a bi-curious fling was one thing, but continuing to live with the person afterwards was another.
Opening her door, Emma turned on the light to find her roommate fast asleep in bed, wrapped in nothing but a white sheet. Although she couldnât see anything, she could see the outline of her body and she was surprisingly aroused. Her red hair covered the cotton pillow and a smile broke across her plump lips as she noticed Emma at the door clutching the video and vibrator.
âOh Em, Iâve been waiting for you all night. I didnât think you were gonna come in!â she said excitedly, her blue eyes alive with anticipation.
Emma didnât know what to say and as Rachel sat up in bed, the sheet fell down to reveal her small breasts that were centred with two dark pink nipples that may as well have had âsuck meâ signs hanging off them.
Her mouth literally watered as she stared at Rachelâs perfect body and she could feel her clit begin to throb painfully. She had never seen a naked woman up close before and now she was confronted with it, sleeping with her didnât seem like such a terrible idea. Emma couldnât stop wondering how she tasted, what her soft breasts felt like or what sound she made when she came.