I'm exhausted, but I can't fall asleep. I'm lying in my dark dorm room with my eyes wide open, staring at the wall. I have a long travel day tomorrow and I should have been asleep hours ago. My packed bags are at the end of my bed, ready for my early wake-up and to start my way home for winter break. If I had a choice, I wouldn't be leaving at all. My dad will be away for work like usual and my stepmother probably won't even notice I'm home.
Not that college is so great, but it's better than being home. My mother died when I was four and my dad remarried when I was eleven. Jenna is only a little younger than my father at thirty-eight but looks even younger.
When you look at her, there's no doubt why my father married her. She is a stunning brunette, 5'8" classically beautiful with an hourglass figure. She wasn't the motherly type, but she wasn't the classic evil stepmother either. The first few years were awkward, but fine. Nothing really changed. Jenna was just an extra person living in our home.
The trouble came when I was thirteen. People would comment on how we looked alike, assuming she was my birth mother. To me, she was too beautiful to be my mother, so these polite compliments felt like cruel jokes. I was this awkward, shy girl who suddenly had to listen to every boy at school talk about how hot my mom was. I hated it and I took it out on her. I refused any offer of motherly guidance and eventually, she stopped trying.
Jenna was nice enough but mostly ignored me and my bratty tantrums. She never wanted to be a mother and I think I was something she just put up with to be with my father and the comfortable lifestyle he could give her. When I was angry with her as a kid, I would call her a gold digger, but she would just smirk like she was proud of the designation. It drove me crazy that I couldn't get under her skin.
My last year at home, Jenna and I had an unspoken truce. Polite avoidance. I was a late bloomer and growing into my own style, finally comfortable with my body. I was always described as cute growing up, but that last year at home I learned to tame my strawberry blonde hair, turning it from a frizzy mess into sleek, shiny curls that complimented my brown eyes. I started to dress for my thin 5'6" frame in a way that accentuated my slight curves instead of trying to hide them. The new attention from boys was heady and I couldn't wait to see what college had in store for me.
College hasn't been what I expected. I wanted to be free and explore, but it hasn't been everything I hoped it would be. I made friends and screwed around with some boys, but the deep, meaningful connections I was looking for never developed. It's been strangely lonely.
I hear the door to the room creak open, whispers and giggles filling the silence.
"Shhh, we have to be quiet." I recognize the voice as my roommate, Olivia. I had this fantasy before arriving at college of becoming best friends with my roommate, but that never really worked out for me.
Olivia was tall and slim, with dark brown hair and golden brown eyes. Her skin was a deep tan, and she was gorgeous. When I walked into my dorm room that first day and was confronted by her model good looks, I became tongue-tied. She was polite and clean, the perfect roommate, but so intimidating. I think my shy, reserved nature around her stopped her from looking for a true friendship with me. She tried at first, but I would get so flustered around her, blushing bright red and tight-lipped.
I'm annoyed by the noise at first, thinking Olivia snuck a boy into our room. I wouldn't mind normally, but this will make falling asleep even harder. I wish I'd grabbed my AirPods from my desk before climbing into bed.
"Come here." The door closes behind them, the light coming in from the window revealing the dark outline of two bodies heading towards Olivia's bed across from me.
"Are you sure she's asleep?" my eyes grow wide, and I recognize that voice too. Not a boy. That whisper belongs to Ivy, Olivia's best friend. Ivy is a frequent visitor to our room. She's a pretty blonde, a little ditzy, but with a great smile and bright, friendly green eyes. I've heard her complain about being fat, but she has the body of an old Hollywood star, big breasts, and an ass I would kill for.
"Tabby sleeps like the dead. Just try to be quiet." Olivia pushes Ivy onto the bed, causing more soft giggles. I'm thinking maybe the two girls went out for drinks the night before break and Olivia was letting Ivy stay the night so she could watch over her.
I watch silently from my bed as Olivia undresses. Once she's down to her panties, I wait for her to grab something to sleep in and get dressed, but she pulls her panties down and slips under the covers with Ivy.
"Take that off. I want to see those big tits." I stop breathing at Olivia's words. Are they going to have sex? I'm shocked. I know that Olivia has dated boys since the beginning of the semester and Ivy has a boyfriend back in her hometown. She complains all the time about being in a long-distance relationship, but I've never seen her give another boy the time of day. I secretly thought she was foolish for being true to a boy that was probably fucking around on her back home.
The sounds of their kissing fill the room. I can't see anything. The blanket Oliva threw over their bodies blocks my view. I should let them know I'm awake, but I don't. I feel my pussy grow wet and slick. Without thinking, my hands brush over my breasts. My nipples are hard buds that tingle from the touch of my hand. My pussy pulses as I watch the covered bodies move on the bed across from me.
"Mmm, you're so wet for me. Look at this little pussy." my breathing grows heavy at Olivia's voice. I squeeze my legs together, my pussy reacts like she was talking to me. I'm wetter than I've ever been before. I quietly spread my legs under my blanket and stick my hand down the front of my panties. My fingers slip through my creamy wetness, rubbing over my hard clit and through my pussy lips.
I've seen bits and pieces of girls having sex in porn, but I usually skip over those scenes. I've always been a little curious, but never enough to seek it out or experiment in real life. I lost my virginity to my high school boyfriend before leaving for college. It was a painful and disappointing experience between two inexperienced people. The boys at college haven't been much better.
The moaning on the bed grows louder. The girls are so lost in pleasure that they forget the need to be quiet.
My fingers circle my clit. I'm so wet that I'm afraid they will hear it across the room. My other hand rubs my breasts, pinching my nipples as my heart races and my breath grows ragged. I'm taking a big risk, hoping that they'll be too distracted to notice the sounds and movements coming from my side of the room.
I never for a moment think of stopping. This feeling is what I've been chasing for months. This overwhelming lust and excitement that I've never felt with the boys at school.
I hear wet, sloppy sounds as the blanket moves back and forth. I want to see what they're doing so badly. Is Olivia fucking Ivy with her fingers? How many? What does her little pussy look like stretched around my roommate's fingers?
My fingers move faster on my clit as the girls start to get louder. "Oh yes, fuck me. Don't stop." Ivy's voice is whiny and her breaths are choppy. The bed shakes and the blanket falls off of them to pool on the floor. The girls don't even notice. Olivia's long, toned back is revealed in the dim light, her tight ass flexing as she kneels between Ivy's legs.
It's so beautiful and sexy the way they move together. Olivia's fingers are thrusting hard and fast while Ivy pumps her hips into her hand. Oliva pulls her fingers free and Ivy makes a noise of complaint. I slam my eyes shut, thinking that maybe my spying was discovered.
The sounds of their kissing return and I crack my eyes open. They make out on the bed, Olivia on top of Ivy, pussies and breasts pressed together. Can they feel their pussy juice dripping against each other's cunts? What would it feel like to feel a woman's hot, wet pussy against mine? I shiver at the thought and slip a finger into my tight cunt.
Olivia moves to straddle Ivy's face and I watch in awe as Ivy pulls her pussy down onto her waiting mouth. Olivia moans and cups her small tits, pinching her nipples and gently moving her hips to drag her cunt across Ivy's face. She reaches for Ivy's large breasts. I wish I could see them more clearly.
Ivy moans against Olivia's cunt as she rubs her breasts and pinches her nipples. Olivia pulls away from Ivy's mouth and slips her hand down to her pussy. Ivy licks at her fingers while she gathers her pussy juice onto her fingers. She sits on Ivy's face again and uses her wet fingers to coat Ivy's nipples, making them slick against her fingers. She rubs them gently at first, her cream making her fingers slip and slide against the tight nipples before pinching them tightly and pulling.
Ivy must have very sensitive breasts because she begins to swivel her hips against the mattress. Her legs rub together and then spread, begging for her pussy to be touched without words.
Olivia reaches down, her fingers playing with Ivy's cunt. She slips her fingers between her wet folds and circles her clit. Oliva settles her body against Ivy's, her mouth above her pussy. She sticks her tongue out to rub the point back and forth against Ivy's clit before grabbing her thighs and opening her legs wide for her mouth to fit over her pussy. I watch as she licks and sucks at Ivy's cunt. The wet sounds of two pussies being eaten cover the sound of my fingers as I shove another inside my tight cunt.
I fuck myself hard, arching up into the thrusts, my eyes slit but never close. I don't want to miss anything that happens on that bed. Olivia sucks at Ivy's clit and the other girl's legs begin to shake and then stiffen as she cums against my roommate's tongue. The sounds of her moans are muffled by Olivia's pussy, but it's clear that she orgasmed.
I fuck myself harder and rub my thumb against my clit, watching as Olivia sits up and braces herself with her arms. She begins to rock back and forth, humping Ivy's face. She balances on one arm while moving the other to her breasts, gripping and massaging them hard, pinching one nipple and then the other, her hips never stopping as Ivy fucks her with her tongue.
Olivia tenses and cries out, much louder than she probably realizes. "Oh, yes, lick my pussy. Oh god, I'm cumming!" She moves faster and I match her rhythm with my fingers. My legs shake and my eyes finally fall closed as my cunt clenches around my fingers. I come harder than I ever have before, gushing creamy wet cum as I curl my body around the hand between my legs, rubbing my clit until it becomes too sensitive.
The room is quiet. I open my eyes and meet Olivia's gaze. She is still sitting on Ivy's face. She smirks at me but doesn't look angry. She raises her finger to her lip in a shushing gesture.
My heart is pounding and I watch as she climbs off Ivy. I wait for the moment she calls me out and reveals my voyeurism to Ivy, but the two girls kiss and quietly get dressed in sleep shirts. They slip back under the covers and the room goes silent. Their steady, even breathing can be heard a short time later.
I know that I'll have to deal with the repercussions of my spying later, but I can't seem to care. I feel too good to worry about it now. I close my eyes and easily drift off to sleep.
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