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Freshman FirstBeing a young and naive, small-town girl, I found college to be a bit of a culture shock. The pace, activities, and people were a bit too much for me at first. Especially my dorm roommate, Tara. She was actually a sophomore so she had a better idea of the college scene than I did. She was also just more of a wild c***d. That applied to everything, parties, boys, and other ways to feel good and have a good time. But we got along well. For the most part, she did her think, and I did mine. She just took some getting used to. I probably need to mention that Tara was extremely pretty, and she knew it. She was a bit brash about it too. Often she talked about becoming a model. I don’t know if she was all that, but it was hard to argue that her mixed race, well-kept appearance didn’t attract a lot of guys. She was meticulous about her nails, hair, and wore a significant amount of glam makeup. I, on the other hand, could be considered attractive, but in a much more unassuming way. I have long, dirty blonde hair and blue eyes I don’t wear a lot of makeup and I don’t think I need to as it’s just not my style. Probably my best asset is my body. I love working out and my hard body is the one area that I can honestly say one-ups Tara. I got to know and accept Tara much more as the year went along. It was safe to say that I had grown to like her, even with all of her quirks. One night in particular, she was gloating over herself in the mirror and she mentioned that she should start web caming porn so she could at least get paid for it. I was like, “Tara, what the fuck? How could you possibly do that?”. She laughed but was serious when she said, “I’d try it. All you have to do is set up a camera and talk dirty to pervs and play with yourself then pretend to get off. And you can make bank doing it. There’s plenty of girls on campus that do it, and I’m hotter than they are.””You’re so full of shit. You’d never.”Still looking at herself in the mirror, she replied, “I don’t know about that. Especially if I had a partner in crime to roll around and cam with.” Then she looked at me and continued, “Interested? We’d cash in.”I just shook my head and said, “You’re a crazy bitch.”She laughed and that was pretty much the end of the conversation. But it just struck me as odd that she mentioned being with me on cam. I’m sure it was just Tara being Tara, trying to embarrass me. About there days later, on a Thursday night, which is a big party night on my campus, I didn’t go out because I had some studying to do. I was in a long t-shirt and panties sitting on my bed. I had my hair up in a bun and glasses on when Tara came rolling in from partying. She was a bit drunk. Nothing unusual. She, being her cocky self, went into a story about how two boys were basically fighting over her. I inquired a little bit about sarıyer escort it, but basically just blew her off because I’d heard this stuff before. But then she turned to me and randomly blurted out, “So, you ready to try that web cam thing with me?”She sounded sort of serious. I was sarcastically like, “Yeah, right. I’ll get right on that.””You should. We don’t need boys to have our fun. We can just play together.”Fuck, she now sounded real serious and it was beginning to scare me. But I said again with sarcasm, “Okay, sure, like I’m going to touch myself and have it broadcast to another person. Get real.”Tara called me out by saying bluntly, “Why not? You do it for me at least once a week.”I froze. I knew what she was talking about, but I was hoping and praying she was making this all up. The fact is, I’m very sexual and when the urge strikes me, I wait until Tara falls asleep, and then I touch myself to get a much needed orgasm. But all I could say to her was, “I do not.” Then in my mind I was begging for her to say, just k**ding or something to that effect. But that didn’t happen. Tara was all over this opportunity. She said, “Oh, let me see, the routine goes something like late at night when you presume I’m asleep you get into your panties and there’s a little slow massaging. But that slow massage builds in speed. As does your breathing. Then I hear the muffled little, ‘ohhhhhhs’ and I can hear how fucking wet you are. Then, after about a minute, it’s like you’re holding your breath when the big one hits, but eventually you have to exhale and you sound like you just ran a mile. Then all is quiet. Oh, yeah mission accomplished!” I really think she thought I would take her teasing differently. I think she thought I’d playfully deny it or something. But I was devastated. Oh my god, I couldn’t believe she was awake for that. And here I thought I was being so stealthy. I was so embarrassed that I couldn’t even look at her. I wanted to cry. Tara picked up on my humiliation and quickly changed demeanor, “Hey, Jess, it’s okay. Everyone does it. I do a lot. Fuck, we need to do it ourselves cause guys don’t have a fuckin clue how to please us. God I love hearing you do that. And don’t think for a second that I didn’t want to come over and get under the sheets with you every damn time I heard it. Like the hottest thing ever.”With that she got up and went to the bathroom. I was left there stunned. By a couple things. First of all that I had been busted masterbating by my roommate. And probably more shocking, that she admitted when I did it that, she wanted to come over a get in my bed with me. I was at a loss and didn’t know what to think. This was all so intense for me, but I’ll admit I wasn’t appalled nor turned off by what esenyurt escort she said. I guess that’s my way of saying everything Tara told me turned me on in a way I’d never felt before. I found her to be so pretty and desirable and I hated those feelings because I felt I never had a way to express them. When Tara had gotten ready for bed and came back in the room, there was dead silence. So awkward. After she brushed her hair, Tara shut the main light off and came over to me. Still sitting on the bed, I looked up at her confused and said, “What?”Tara took my book and set it on the desk and I said, “What are you doing?” Yet, she still never said a word. Then she climbed up on my bed and straddled me and finally spoke, “Jess, can we stop pretending? You know as well as I do.” She was being vague, but we both knew what she meant. All I could think was “Oh, god, is this really happening?” Half of me wanted this to stop, but the other half, the part that secretly lusted for my hot little roommate, wasn’t going to let this end. When she took off my reading glasses and set them on the desk and leaned forward to plant the softest kiss ever on my lips, I knew this wasn’t going to end. Her kiss was so gentle, but had so much purpose on my lips. It wasn’t like a guy’s kiss with a rough, stubbly beard and tongue trying to throat bang me. No, this was so delicate and sensual. I responded to the kiss appropriately which gave her the green light to proceed. Her tongue eventually did begin to lightly, teasingly lick my lips, trying to enter my mouth. I was the impatient one and wrapped my arms around her neck to pull her to me and our tongues went to work on each other. I couldn’t help but to let go of a little moan in her mouth during the intense kiss. And with that, Tara knew she had me. We kissed for quite a while, just enjoying being with each other. But the problem was, I was quickly becoming more arroused than I ever has been in my life. And there wasn’t ever a close second. Tara’s hands, which were underneath my t-shirt, rubbing my bare back, now picked up the bottom of my shirt, indicating it was time for it to come off. We broke our kiss for a second and I extended my arms over my head so she could remove it. Now her hands were all over my braless tits. My breasts weren’t very big or anything, but they were perfectly round and firm and I was proud of them. Soon Tara began working herself down my neck. Her hot breath and moist tongue on my ears and neck was simply exquisite. God she was incredible at this. Finally, she reached my tits and was teasingly circling my nipples with her tongue. I couldn’t stand the tease so I buried her head into me so she would suck harder. But the relief of her sucks just made me more turned on. She broke from my tits and looked avrupa yakası escort up at me and gave me her devilish grin. She scooted down lover on the bed and pulled me down so I was laying flat. With that she kept her eyes on mine and began kissing her way down my tummy. Lower and lower she went and I just watched her Finally she said, “I’ve wanted to do this for so long. Hope you don’t mind.” She knew damn well my state of arousal and knew damn well I didn’t mind; she just always had to tease me in order to get what she wants. I shook my head no. She said, “Good,” and began kissing my panty covered pussy. I couldn’t imagine the heat my desperate pussy was putting off. And I had no control over my little bucks and arches up to meet her kisses. He looked up at me again and hooked her fingers in the waistband of my panties and said, “Want me to?” I nodded and picked my hips up to allow her to remove them. And down and off they went revealing my blonde, tightly trimmed pussy to her. She focused in on me now and used her fingers gently on my lips. But she was taken aback by my excitement. She said, “Holy shit, Jess! Oh, holy shit!” And kind of laughed, but it was an amazed, serious laugh. “Damn, girl, get excited much?” I knew I was soaking wet down there and now so did Tara. Finally, after playing and massaging me a while, she couldn’t contain herself and said, “Ohhh, I want to taste you so bad.” Then she buried her mouth against my pussy and began expertly eating me. It felt so good to have someone who knows what they’re doing eating me out. Just the knowing when and how and where to lick was so unusual. She prolonged her licking as to not get me off immediately because she wanted to enjoy the experience as much as I did. But when she honed her lips and tongue and mild sucks in on my hypersensitive clit, I knew I couldn’t last much longer. I think Tara sensed it too so she scooted up to her knees and dove her hand down her boy shorts panties and worked herself while simultaneously pleasuring me. Her other hand went to my pussy and she inserted her middle finger palm up deep inside of me. She was furiously working herself when my atomic bomb orgasm began to overtake my body and soul. I grabbed the pillow and smashed it into my face to keep quiet. Well, as quiet as possible anyway. I arched to press into her mouth as wave after wave of mind-twisting orgasm racked my body. I swear I came for a full minute and when my orgasm finally subsided, I was totally spent. I laid there occasionally spasming as Tara still slowly fingered me. All I could say was, “That was… just wow.””I know. For me too,” she replied, still enthralled with my pussy. Eventually, she pulled out of me and climbed up to cuddle and kiss me. I didn’t know if I had the energy, but I asked, “You want me to do you too?” And I certainly wanted her to say yes. But she said, “Oh, gosh no. Not right now. I got mine too while you got yours.” She thought for awhile and continued, “But maybe we can have a girl’s night in tomorrow.”As we drifted off in each other’s arms, I said, “I can’t wait.” And by that I meant it might have to be in the morning when we woke up together.
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