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I was in my room reading when I heard my roommate Catherine come in
early from her date. The deeper voice laughing with her signalled to me
she wasn't alone. I heard the music go on and the fridge door swing open,
then laughter and chatter coming from the living room, and I returned to my
book. After awhile I noticed that things had gotten quieter and the
silence attracted my attention. Our rooms were right next to each other,
and I'd had to endure listening to her fuck more than once. She got a fair
amount of attention, and from the sounds of things, enjoyed it. She was
loud and tireless, and though sometimes the performances were
awe-inspiring, a marathon session right beside my head when I have to wake
up for work the next morning could be frustrating. Particularly when I
wasn't getting any.

Cathy was also a babe, tall and slender with narrow hips and
bee-sting breasts, but so far I had kept my feelings for her a secret. I
had made a "no room-mates" rule for myself a while ago, and was currently
enjoying a short self-imposed sabbatical from sex. She'd only been living
with me for 3 months, and since I was into my fourth month of celibacy,
she'd hadn't yet seen me with company over. I've been bi since high
school, but the topic had never come up between us. And since it wasn't any
of her business, I never offered.

It became obvious what I was in for when I heard her bedroom door
open and the light flick on. "Well, this is it, the inner sanctum," I
heard her say, "What do you think?". I didn't catch the reply. I heard
the sound of one boot hitting the floor, then the other. I tried not to
listen as the rest of their clothing went flying, till the unmistakable
creak of her bedsprings caused me to put my book aside and sigh. "Here we
go again," I thought, and knew there'd be no point in trying to concentrate
any longer.

It was relatively quiet for awhile, just the odd creak of the
springs, a low moan or a giggle. Eventually the sounds of sex grew louder,
and I noticed a faint dampness between my legs as I imagined what was
happening behind the wall. The cooings of my roommate were turning me on
and I threw aside the blanket and began to caress my body the way I
imagined she was being touched. I ran my fingers softly across the expanse
of my own breasts and tweaked at the nipples, making them hard. My hand
travelled lower down my body till it reached my dampening centre. The
initial contact with my clit caused me to jump slightly. As I listened to
her moaning, I closed my eyes and thought of her body, and what I might do
to it to bring forth those same sounds. I was getting hot as I listened to
them and decided to bring myself off. I reached across to my night-table,
pulled open the drawer and drew out the vibrator I kept there for occasions
such as this.

I switched it on, and the low hum of it filled the silence of the
room. I ran it across my breasts and teased it against my nipples. I
brought it up to my mouth and kissed it gently, then dipped it into my
mouth, wrapping my lips around the shaft and down my throat. Moist now, I
brought it down to my pussy, and with one hand, pulled my lips apart. I
pushed a pillow under my buttocks and bent my knees to give me better
access. I ran the vibrator up and down my slit, brushing it across my clit
and back down to my dilating hole. "Oh yeah, lick it. Lick my clit" I
heard her moan through the wall, and it was I who was doing the licking.
"Gently now," she warned her partner, and I lessened the pressure of the
vibrator on my own clitoris. "Fuck me," she commanded, and in my mind I
was fucking her.

I dicked the vibrator in and out of myself to the rhythm of my
room-mate's moans. I thrust faster and deeper as they did until I heard
the unmistakable grunt of a man climaxing, and a cry of frustration burst
from her throat. He must have come just moments too soon, and though I
heard her beg him not to stop, stop he must have. I hadn't come yet
either, and I was delighted to hear her say, "Fuck it, I'll do it myself.
You just watch and learn."

It didn't take long for her moans to erupt again, and I was getting
closer to the brink as I listened to her masturbate, stroking my own clit
in my turn. I could sense her orgasm closing in on both of us, and felt
her pace growing frantic as I tried to keep up. I heard her come, and came
with her. I let my orgasm wash over me as hers did, and though separated
by a sheet of drywall, it was as if we wound down together.

Fifteen minutes later I heard her door open and their voices pass
my room on their way to the front door. I took the opportunity to dash down
the hall to the bathroom to splash my face and have a quick pee. When I
got back to my own room, I was shocked to find her standing beside my bed,
completely naked and holding my still sticky vibrator in her hand.

She turned to me slowly as I walked in. "Just like a man to leave
you wanting more eh?," she said. "10 to 1 this didn't do the trick
either." I looked at the hand that was holding my vibrator, still
glistening from my sap, and blushed. "You're blushing," she said, " That's
so cute. Well, if it helps, mine's a little longer than this one, but
yours is much thicker. I like the variable speed settings though, mine's
just got fast, slow and off," She revved it and giggled as she brought it
up to her nose and ran it underneath, sniffing at the musk. "Tangy," she
said, flicking her tongue out to taste what she smelt. "Mm, and thick.
Oh come now, don't look so surprised," she scolded. "What, I'm a moron all
of a sudden? I don't notice when a woman's warm for my form? I can hear
you as easily as you can hear me, you know."

"It's O.K. Ellen, I like you too," she murmured as she walked over
to me. Taking my face in her hands, she leaned over and kissed me full on
the lips. Softly at first, her full lips pressed gently against mine. She
kissed my lips again, then my cheek, the tip of my nose, and back to my
lips. "It's OK Ellen," she whispered again, this time into my neck as she
moved her body in against me. I could feel the firmness of her breasts
press up against my own as she gently brushed her body across mine. I
guess she mistook my surprise for trepidation. I'm no stranger to the
touch of a woman, but if that's what she thought, I was willing to play
along.

"I wouldn't mind washing Steve off first though. Care to join me?"
she asked as she grabbed my hand and led me to the shower. In the washroom
she turned to me again, standing there in the flannel robe I had thrown on.
"This has got to go." she said decisively. I just smiled and lifted my
arms above my head, letting her pull it up and off. Then we were standing
face to face, completely naked.

Her eyes roamed my full hips and voluptuous breasts with their dark
pink buds. The cold air on my bare skin and the growing sexual charge in
the room brought my nipples to attention again. It was the same with her
smaller, tighter breasts, her nipples like crimson berries against the
milk-white B-cups. She was taller than me, and slim. I could see her pussy
lips still puffy below her tiny well-groomed bush. The sight of a freshly
fucked pussy right before my eyes, and mouth, brought a new flood of
moisture to my already juicy nether regions.

We came together and dissolved into each other's arms, hands
roaming across our bodies. We kissed, long and deep, our tongues wrapping
around each others. She rubbed her breasts against mine, and I felt myself
gasp. Her hand reached around my back and down to my ass which she
squeezed, letting a finger play along the crack and down to my perineum.
One of my hands was running from the outside of her thigh to where our
breasts squeezed together, and I stroked the flesh where they met.

Finally we broke apart. "Shower time," she giggled, "I'll wash
your back if you wash mine."

Together we stepped into the stream of water, the steam circling
around us. Looking me straight in the eye, she picked up the bar of
soap and started lathering herself. Her soapy hands travelled across her
breasts, coating them with suds. Her fingers picked at her nipples, making
them stand even firmer. Her lips parted as she pressed them together,
slippery with the suds she'd created. Never taking her eyes from mine, she
soaped her belly, then down her thighs. As the water beat down on her back,
her hand crept between her legs. I watched as she spread her full lips
apart exposing her swollen clit to me. Slowly she rubbed a finger across
it, down her labia, gently poking at her open hole.

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Clean now, she traded places and moved in on me. She started
soaping my body with both hands, concentrating first on my breasts. The
slippery feeling of the soap brought a different sensation than just flesh
on flesh and my lips opened in a quiet sigh. She washed my neck and my
belly, bending down to stroke up and down my legs and thighs. She leaned
in to where my legs met, inhaling deeply at the perfume that still hung
there despite the shower. She lapped at my slit but had to pull back from
the water that coursed into her mouth. She coughed as she said, "That's
enough for me. Shower's are great for kissing and rubbing, but a person
could drown trying to give a little head. All done?," she asked, and I
nodded. She was in the lead and I was happy to follow.

She turned off the water and led me out of the tub onto the cool
tiled floor. She picked a towel off the rack and dried me off, gently
patting me with the soft cotton. A mischievous look cast over her face and
she gestured to the straight-backed chair we kept there in the bathroom.
"Have a seat, sweet-cakes, I have something to show you," she said.

I sat down and Cathy lowered herself on top of me, straddling my
hips with her long legs. Our skin was still damp from the shower and clung
together where it touched. She leaned down and we started kissing
passionately. My hands went around her and pulled her towards me. Our
breasts brushed together, and she reached down to grasp one of hers,
rubbing the nipple across my own. Like twin bullets, our rigid nubs rasped
across and around each other. We kissed like that for a few minutes until
Cathy finally climbed off to take control of my body.

I sat in the chair in the middle of a steam-filled bathroom,
thrilling at the ministrations of my lithe young roommate. She stooped
over and licked at my neck. Her long damp hair cascaded around my face,
tickling me where it touched. I cupped her firmly jutting breasts in my
hands as her tongue travelled down my collarbone to where my own tits hung
waiting for her touch. With her tongue, she circled the perimeter of one
and then the other, spiralling in till she reached the centre where my
nipples stood hard and swollen. Her lips closed on one of them, sucking it
into her mouth. She nibbled it gently as her tongue laved around it,
drawing it deeper into her mouth. I moaned with pleasure and desire as she
moved across to the other, squeezing gently with her fingers the one she
had just released from her mouth. The pressure of her tongue and hands on
my breasts was filling me with desire, but I needed her to direct her
attentions elsewhere. "Eat me," I moaned, "Lick my clit. Please. It's
aching for you."

"All in due time, my dear," she replied, "I want to taste all of
you." And with that she gave my engorged nipples one last tweak, threw a
towel on the floor, and knelt down at my feet.

She took hold of one of my legs and lifted it off the ground to her
mouth. She tickled the instep of my foot with her tongue, then sucked a
toe into her mouth. Still holding my foot, she brought it in between her
own legs, running it up her slit. I could feel the wetness there, and it
caused an extra gush of moisture to run down my thighs. I was soaked with
desire at this point and ached for her tongue on my clit. She let go of my
leg and ran her tongue up one calf, then the other. Still kneeling, she
licked up the insides of my thighs, stopping where they met to breathe
deeply of my scent. She continued to tease me for a while, then finally
settled in on the centre of my desire.

I shifted my buttocks on the chair until my sex was completely
exposed to her. Slowly, she licked my slit from bottom to top, stopping to
flick at my swollen button. She prodded at my hole with her tongue and my
hips thrust forward off the chair to meet her jabs. I could feel one of
her fingers flicking at the very base of my vagina, her nail scraping from
one orifice to the other. Softly she dipped a finger in the entrance to my
seething tunnel, then in one steady motion thrust it inside to the knuckle.
At the same moment her mouth wrapped around my clit and she sucked it hard
as she explored my depths with the tip of her finger. My hips bucked
violently as I was overcome, sensing my orgasm welling up from deep within.
She curved her finger to stimulate my G-spot and the combined energy of
her sucking lips and flicking tongue coaxed my orgasm up and through me,
peaking at last when she thrust a second, and then a third finger into my
dripping tunnel. I rammed my hips into her face, trying to somehow bury
her even further inside me. The chair scraped erratically across the floor
as my whole being shook with the force of the orgasm that overtook me. She
kept up a steady pressure on my clit as waves of ecstasy washed over me,
eventually lightening her touch as she felt them subside. I shuddered one
last time and collapsed against the back of the chair, arms splayed at my
sides. She kissed my sex delicately and lifted her shining face from
between my thighs.

"Did you like that?," she cooed to me, "Did you like to have a
woman make you come with her mouth?" "I always like that," I murmured
back, "But now it's my turn to make you come." I reached out to take the
hand that had been inside me, sucking the sticky fingers into my mouth as I
pulled her up off the bathroom floor. I led her down the hall to my
bedroom and laid her on her back on top of the bed. Grabbing a pillow, I
pushed it underneath her hips and told her to lift her knees and spread her
legs.

Her lips were already spread and dripping moisture as I played a
finger along her folds. I took hold of one of my breasts and ran the hard
nipple up her gaping furrow. Her back arched as the hardness touched her
pulsating clit and I flicked it rapidly over and around her dark pink
button. She jumped at this new sensation, different from any tongue or
finger. I brought the breast down to her burrow, pushing the rigid nipple
inside her. Her muscles clenched around the nub and I squeezed it in
further. My breasts are large, more than ample enough to be able to lick
by myself without straining, and as I dove-fucked her, I sucked her
engorged clit into my mouth. I continued like this, filling her with as
much of my breast as I could squeeze in while at the same time flicking my
tongue across her clit. Her hips thrust at me with a steady rhythm, her ass
coming up off the bed with each lunge. I looked up to watch her face and
saw both her hands on her own breasts, her tongue straining to reach where
her nipples jutted into the air. Her breasts were too small for her long
neck to reach, so she mashed them together, fingers plucking at the tips.
Her mouth lolled open as she moaned loudly for me to suck her harder. I
took the clit between my teeth and closed my mouth around the flesh.
Holding her like that I flicked my tongue across the tip, all the while
prodding her pussy with my breast. I curved a finger underneath and
circled her anus, probing at the tight muscle. That was enough to send her
over the edge and she shouted, "I'm coming, yes, don't stop. I'm coming."
Her whole body heaved as she came, her muscles clamping around the soft
flesh inside her. I kept sucking her as she came, shaking with each new
ripple that coursed through her body. Her sighs died down and I eased my
breast from her quivering snatch.

"Hey," she said when she had finally caught her breath, "You've
done this before." I agreed that I had as I clambered back up her body. I
kissed her lips and kept going till the sodden breast was directly above
her mouth. She licked her own sap off the flesh and latched onto the
nipple as I spun around to take one of hers into my mouth. Greedily I
chewed and sucked at her small jutting bosom while she tended to mine. My
hand ran down between her legs and I sunk my finger in the slippery nook
where my breast had just been. She followed my example and reached up
between my legs where my hips thrust into the air and stroked at my
steaming slit. We masturbated each other, mouths slurping at each other's
breasts as our fingers circled their targets. She came again, reviving the
waves of her last gut wrenching climax

Finally I let go of my liplock on her breast and moved down her
body, easing my vagina onto her face. She prodded my hole with her tongue
as I lapped at the juices that ran between her legs. I found her clit
again and sucked ravenously on it as I used both my hands to spread her
lips apart. I ground my pussy into her face as she flexed her tongue
inside me and rubbed my clit with the flat of her thumb. I moaned into her
pussy as another orgasm washed over me. Her pelvis mashed into my face
while she bucked with the throes of her third. We twitched together as we
wound down, our bodies mere tangles of sweaty trembling flesh

Finally we were spent, our bodies still thrumming from the orgasms
we'd shared. We fell asleep with her head on my chest and my face in her
hair. It seems I'd broken my no room-mates rule, and I smiled as I looked
forward to morning when I could break it again.