My New Room Mate

 

I’ve always been a pretty level headed and reserved person. I never acted on impulses, or did things out of the ordinary. I did good in school growing up, and tried anything I could to keep my family content. I was an over all good girl. I had a few boyfriends growing up and I lost my virginity when I was 16 to a guy that I had been dating for about a year, but that is another story, for another time. I went to an up scale private college strait out of high school. I got ok grades and I generally maintained my well behaved young lady image. I stayed away from the party scene for the most part. As I got older I realized that acting on impulses could be a lot of fun. I started getting piercings and tattoos, most in places that I could hide. I started with the subtle more reserved piercings like getting 3 earrings in one ear and 4 in the other, my belly button, my nose, and a cute tattoo on my shoulder. Then as time went on, I started to get into the more exotic areas by piercing my tongue, nipples, and getting a tattoo on my stomach below the pants line.

I guess the point I am trying to make with all of this is that I became more and more comfortable branching out and away from my comfort zone, and acquired quite a wild side after I started college. I had always noticed beauty in other girls, but never found my self physically attracted to them. Until, I moved into the dorms of the university I attended and met my new room mate. She was the most beautiful person I had ever seen. She was average height, about 5'6" with light brown hair, honey brown eyes, and tanned, soft, beautiful skin. She wasn’t skinny but perfectly proportioned, except for her breasts that were big for her body frame, about 36D, which I liked very much.

Our freshmen year, I ignored these feelings because they had caught me off guard and focused on just becoming friends with her. By the time our freshmen year was over we were best friends. The summer between our freshmen and sophomore year was difficult for both of us, we were separated for 3 full months because I lived in California and she lived in Georgia. We had come to rely on each other, when ever we needed something the other was always right there to help. We had gotten to know each other very well and we had a lot in common. We had told each other just about everything about ourselves. We talked about boys, how much we liked them and at the same time how much we hatted them. She teased me about my piercings and tattoos, and called me crazy (although now I know she secretly liked them). We had discussed every topic imaginable with each other, from politics to sex. I particularly enjoyed the conversations about sex, especially when she told me stories of her own sexual encounters, even though they were brief, because she was a virgin.

Over the summer we talked on the phone about every other day and kept each other informed about the happenings of our lives. One afternoon I got a phone call from her and as we were talking I could tell that she was holding back telling me something. After some persuasion, I coaxed it out of her and learned that she had lost her virginity to a guy she had started dating earlier that summer. I expected her to be thrilled but she wasn’t. She told me that it was the worst experience of her life. It hurt her so bad that she couldn’t enjoy it. She swore she wouldn’t have sex again for a long time to come. I couldn’t help but feel sorry for her, and It was killing me that I could not be there to comfort her.

Summer went on and soon it was over and we were moving back into the dorms. It was so good to have her back. I really missed having her so close to me over the summer. And it just so happened that we had a class together that first semester of our sophomore year. I was so excited. As the semester went on we maintained our best friend relationship just as it had been the year before.

One night we were up late studying for a test that we had the next day in the class that we shared. I was confused about a certain topic and asked her to come explain it to me. She got up and came and stood behind my chair where I was sitting at my desk. She leaned over and rested her head on my shoulder and let it lean up against my head as she concentrated on my notebook. At this moment all the feelings I had for her, that I had suppressed came rushing back all at once. I wanted nothing more that to kiss her at that moment, but I resisted for fear of her response. She put her arm around my neck and used that hand to start pointing things out to me in the notebook to try and help me understand the topic. I had completely forgotten about the school subject and concentrated on her head being on my shoulder and leaning on my head with her arm around my neck. It felt so good. Her skin touching mine, the sound of her soft, sweet voice in my ear, and the smell of her perfume mixed with mine hypnotized me. As she finished explaining the topic to me she asked me if I understood now... I lied and said yes, to pretend that I had been listening.

At that moment I wanted nothing more than to kiss her, taste her, and feel her body up against mine. I didn’t act on these feelings because I was certain that she did not feel the same way. She walked back over to her desk and started studying again. Instead of going back to studying I started thinking about what I was going to do about these feelings. I considered requesting to change rooms to avoid the temptation, but I quickly ruled out that option. I couldn’t bare the thought of not living with her. I decided not to do anything about it and just went on like everything was normal.

One night a few weeks later we were both laying on the couch watching our favorite tv show, like we had done once a week since we moved in together. During a commercial she asked me how I had done on that test she helped me study for. I had gotten a C on it because after her attempt to help me I couldn’t concentrate on the subject. But I fibbed... and told her that I got a B, because I knew it would make her smile to know that she had helped me get a good grade. And just as I though, it did make her smile, she put her hand on my thigh and rubbed my leg and said “I am glad I could help you out.”

She let her hand rest gently on my thigh where she had rubbed my leg... I couldn’t take it anymore. I hesitantly moved my arm up and started running my fingers through her long, soft, beautiful brown hair. She looked over at me questioningly and I used my hand that was in her hair to pull her head closer to me and I let my lips connect with hers. I felt a resistance from her at first and then she relaxed a little and kissed back. This surprised me, because I had expected for her to pull away and freak out on me.

I ended the kiss, feeling that I owed her an explanation. As I pulled away I noticed that her eyes were closed. Could she really want this just as much as I did?

I started to talk and at first all that came out of my mouth was gibberish. I stopped, and smiled, slightly embarrassed for my lack of words. I took a deep breath and again tried to talk. This time something coherent came out.

I confessed to her, “I have been wanting to do that for a long time, ever since the first day I saw you when we first moved in together.”

I paused for a second to study the reaction on her face. She didn’t seem mad, but looked as if she needed me to keep talking so she could collect her thoughts, but I did notice a hint of a smile.

So I continued on, “I am sorry, I didn’t mean to offend you, if I did I am so sorry. I never thought I would actually act on these feelings I have for you. I can stop right now if you want. I can even move to another room if you want. I’ll understand if you don’t want to be my room mate anymore.”

Apparently she found this funny because she now had a prominent smile on her face that was borderline laughing at my panic of words. She put her hand over my mouth to stop my frantic outburst. I got quite and watched her intently.

All she said was, “Its ok.”

She removed her hand from my mouth and leaned back over to me and began to kiss me.

My mind was gong in a million directions. I was so happy that she reciprocated my feelings and was allowing this to happen. I was thinking about what we were about to do. How would I do this? I’ve never been with a woman before.

She must have sensed my tension and that my mind was racing because she stopped kissing me and just stared into my eyes for a few seconds. This made me relax. I put my hands on her face and started to softly caress her cheeks.

I told her, “I’ve been dreaming about this for so long.”

And before letting her say anything, I pulled her to me again and started to kiss her. Her lips were so soft and smooth. Just like I thought they would be. I opened my mouth and started rubbing my tongue to her lips. She opened her mouth and our tongues met. It felt so good to have her tongue massaging mine. This was all a dream come true.

I moved my hands from her face down her neck, over her shoulder, and then finally to her breasts. I let my hand explore her big, beautiful, firm breasts for the first time. I could feel her nipples get hard through her shirt and I longed to have her shirt off so I could feel her bare flesh. I grabbed the bottom of her shirt and started to pull it up, while making sure I dragged my fingers along her skin in an attempt to give her the chills (an attempt that worked, might I add) and she willingly put her arms in the air to make it easier for me to take the shirt off. She wasn’t wearing a bra because we were both in our pajamas for the night. Her boobs became exposed to me and I felt a tingle in my pants that I had never experienced before. I put my hand on the bare skin of her round lumps and could feel how soft and warm they were.

Her hand had made its way to my ass and was rubbing it. It felt so good I could hardly stand it. I slipped off the couch and stood up in front of her. She was naked from the waste up and the sight of her made me weak with desire. I pulled my shirt off and exposed my breasts to her. She smiled softly and just lay there and watched. I kneeled down in front of the couch and started kissing her neck. Her hands moved to my breasts and started caressing them. It felt so good to have her touching me.

I moved my lips down her body slowly, making sure I left no part untouched. My mouth finally made it to her nipples and I took one in my mouth and began to tease it with my tongue. I heard her make a real quite moan. The sounds of her pleasure made me feel incredible and now pleasing her had become my purpose for the evening.

I had one hand behind her head and the other had been on her stomach. I moved my hand from her stomach and put a few fingers just a few inches into her shorts. Her hips moved upwards so I could tell she wanted more. I moved my hand all the way into her shorts and I could feel the heat coming from her pussy. She shaved down there just like me, and that excited me even more. She was wet and her juices made the lips of her cunt slick. I found her clit throbbing and swollen. It wasn’t enough for me to just feel her anymore I had to see all of her. I pulled her shorts off so she was completely naked. I leaned back and just stared at her.

She asked me, “What’s wrong?”

I told her, “Nothing, I am just looking at how beautiful you are.” She giggled a little and I smiled at her.

She asked, “Can I see you naked?”

Without saying anything I stood up and untied the string on my pajama pants and let them fall to the floor. She put her hand up and touched my tattoo that was just above my happy place and said, “That’s so pretty.”

I smiled and thanked her, sheepishly. Then grabbed her hand and pulled her up off the couch so she was standing in front of me. I put my arms around her and pulled her to me so I could feel her body up next to mine. Then I led her over to her bed and had her lay down. I climbed on the foot of the bed between her legs. I spread her legs out and let my fingers find her clit again.

I made light circles with my finger around her clit while I teased her pussy lips with my other hand. Her face started to turn a flush red and her moans were getting louder the longer I played with her clit.

I didn’t know exactly what I was doing, so I just did what I would want done to me. Things I had picked up over the years from guys doing it to me. Apparently it was working, because she closed her eyes and her back began to arch. I could see she was about to cum so I stopped and crawled up next to her on the bed and caressed her breasts while kissing her, because I wasn’t ready for her to cum yet. I was actually surprised that she had reached that point so fast. I wanted her pleasure to last as long as I could make it last.

I asked her, “Am I doing alright?”

She looked at me, then kissed me passionately, and then said, “Yes, but please don’t stop.”

I went back down between her legs and tried one of the tricks I had pick up from and ex-boyfriends, I blew a quick breath of cool air directly onto her clit and then immediately started to lick it with my warm tongue. Her response was quick jerk with her hips and a light moan, so I knew the trick had worked. Then I started to flick her clit with my tongue. She was really wet and her juices tasted good, very sweet, which was a pleasant surprise. I teased her pussy lips with my fingers and then slowly started to insert one finger in her pussy. She was tight and I was careful to be gentle since I knew she had only had sex one time before, and it hurt her so bad she hadn’t done it since. I wanted to be sure not to hurt her, I wanted to be as gentle as possible to make this a great experience for her.

As I fingered her slowly I tickled the inside of her thighs with my other hand. She smiled and laughed. I had brought my head up away from her pussy so I could see her face while I fingered her. Her face was so beautiful, and to see it makes expressions of ecstacy, all because of my doing, made me melt.

She opened her eyes for a second, looked at me and said, “I can’t feel your tongue. Please let me feel your tongue!”

I obeyed and went back to work on her clit with my mouth. I drew circles around her swollen clit with my tongue, but being careful not to touch it. I knew teasing would make her orgasm more intense. I slipped my tongue from her clit down to her opening and tasted the juices being produced by my fingers sliding in and out of her. Then I let my tongue slide back up her vagina and finally touch her clit, this made her jerk slightly.

Her legs started to shake and I knew she was going to go soon. I took my finger out of her whole and replaced it with my tongue. I started moving my tongue in and out of her hot, sweet pussy, in and out. And then I put it in as deep as I could get it and flicked it around violently. This sent her over the edge. Her whole body started shaking and her moans turned into a loud animal sounding noise. I took my tongue out of her pussy and sucked her clit into my mouth. I sucked on her clit the whole time while she was cumming. This must have prolonged her orgasm because it lasted several minutes. Wave after wave of her orgasm engulfed her body. Her body shook and jerked and her animal noises turned to low pitched yells. I inserted a finger into her pussy again and could feel it squeeze me and try to suck my finger in deeper, from the contractions of her orgasm.

It made me feel good to know she had enjoyed everything that I had done. As her climax ended she sat up and looked at me and said, “That was amazing.” I smiled at her and then moved up next to her on the bed again. I kissed her softly and said, “I am glad you liked it.”

She rolled over into my arms and I held her for a few minutes. I whispered in her ear, “It feels so good to hold you.”

She looked up at me and grinned mischievously. I wondered what that look meant for a second and then I realized her hand was moving between my legs and I suddenly knew what it meant. She nibbled on my ear and then whispered softly, “Your turn babe.”

The sound of her calling me babe was enough to make me cum instantaneously, but I resisted because I wanted to feel her between my legs.

Her fingers found my wet and throbbing cunt. She placed one finger inside of me and pumped it in and out once and then pulled it out and moved it to my clit and applied light pressure. I winced with pleasure. Then she pulled her hand away from my pussy. She got up and threw her leg around me so she was straddling me, with her pussy right above mine. She was still extremely wet and her juices were dripping onto my cunt and mixing with mine.

She leaned over me and kissed me while her hands found my breasts. She pulled her lips away from mine long enough to say, “Your nipple rings are so sexy. I want to play with them first.”

Then she leaned back down and started kissing me again. As she kissed me she caressed my boobs and pulled lightly and twisted my nipple rings.

We were still kissing and I noticed her tongue had started concentrating on playing with my tongue ring. Then she grabbed it with her teeth and tugged on it slightly. The combined sensation of her pulling on my nipple rings and my tongue ring at the same time was a sensation I had never imagined would feel so good.

She released my rings and began to kiss and blow breaths of hot air on my neck.

I moaned and told her, “Oh, that’s my weakness.”

She replied with her big beautiful smile and then whispered, “I thought it would be.”

She was absolutely amazing me. I couldn’t believe how much effort she was putting into this. It was both of our first time being with a woman. At this point I knew she had to have thought about this before, just like I had.

She moved down my body, making sure no place went untouched, just as I had done to her. She finally made her way to my breasts, which were aching to feel the warm wetness of her tongue on them. When her tongue did finally come in contact with my boobs my bodies reaction not only surprised her, but me as well. I got a sudden shot of pleasure up my spine that made my back arch quickly and I let out a quite whimper.

Her reaction to this was just a simple, “Hmmm...” and then she continued.

I couldn’t believe how good it felt. I had never had that reaction to any man playing with my breasts. It must have been my bodies excitement that it was her doing it.

After a few minutes of suckling my tits she continued down my body. By that time we had both become extremely anxious and she hurried down to my crotch.

When she finally got down there she simultaneously slid two fingers into my pussy and started licking my clit. This immediately sent me over the edge, all the built up pressure from her teasing me for so long, my body just couldn’t handle it anymore. I tried to hold back my orgasm but I couldn’t. My body started convulsing and she started pumping her fingers in and out of me as fast as she could. Her tongue was going sporadic over my clit. The sensation was amazing, I had never had an orgasm like this before. Women sure do know what other women like.

I tried to concentrate on what she was doing to me but I couldn’t. I finally just lay my head back and closed my eyes and let my orgasm take control of me. Wave after glorious wave shot its way from my pussy to my neck and then back down into my toes. I felt my body start to rock in sink with the waves. I tried to keep from yelling and was unsuccessful, I let out a low yell and then moaned.

“Ummm, oh god... Oh god, YES!” were the words coming out of my mouth.

When my climax had subsided I opened my eyes and she was laying next to me already. I hadn’t even noticed her stop playing with my pussy. I leaned to her and kissed her. We put our arms around each others wastes and laid there kissing for a while. We had our legs intertwined as we lay there, one of my legs between hers and one of her legs between mine. Our breasts pressed up against each other. I had never felt so good in my life as I did right then.

We stopped kissing and started looking into each others eyes. I broke the stair by rubbing my face up against hers, and then rubbing the tip of my nose against the tip of her nose. I wanted to touch every inch of her skin.

I asked her, “You know I love you?”

She responded again with her sweet, beautiful smile and then said, “Yes, and I love you.”

After a few moments of silence I started to laugh, and she asked, “What on earth could be funny right now?”

I said, “We missed our favorite tv show.”

She rolled her eyes at me and said, “We’ll buy it when it comes out on DVD, OK?”

I giggled again and she smiled back at me. She leaned in and kissed me, and I could taste my juices still on her lips. Then we both closed our eyes and fell asleep.

We woke up the next morning with our bodies still tangled up together. Neither of us had moved all night.

I looked over at our clock and realized I was going to be late for my first class. I jumped out of bed and yelled, “Oh Shit.” I sprinted to the other side of our room to my closet, to quickly throw some clothes on.

She stood up and followed me across the room. When I turned around she was standing right there, she backed me up against a wall and started to kiss my neck. Then she looked at me and said, “Lets play hooky today...”

2) The title of my story is "My New Room Mate." It is about a lesbian experiance that happens to a girl who has just started college and is living in the dorms.