christy2.txt Lying in bed the next afternoon, she still couldn't believe the events of last night. What had possessed her to do what she'd done? On the other hand, who cared? She'd never felt so alive. She shivered at the memory of the wanton way she'd behaved and the pleasure of it. Lying there, she felt an ache in her groin. What was she doing, turning into a sex fiend? She slid the covers down and pulled up her nightgown, looking down at her naked body. It was a beautiful body, a body to be proud of, she knew. It was also a body begging for sexual release. Hadn't she gotten enough last night? Obviously not. She was alone, why not? Off came the nightgown. She lay back, feeling the need, letting it build. She lowered her hands to cup her breasts, the nipples standing taut, begging to be touched. Slowly, she fondled her tits, teasing herself, avoiding her nipples. She prolonged the taunting, her nipples aching until she at last lightly grazed them. An almost electric jolt flashed through her body. She shamelessly tweaked the rock-hard tips, sending surge after surge of pleasure coursing through her. While with one hand she continued playing with her tits, she allowed the other hand to slide down her belly to her auburn thicket of pubic hair. She let out a gasp as her finger found her clitoris. She teased herself a little longer, lightly fingering herself until she could stand it no longer. Plunging several fingers into her moist cunt, she began masturbating in earnest, her sexual tension mounting toward crescendo. She raised her head to watch herself through half-closed eyelids. It was then that she saw - and froze. Standing in the doorway, watching, was her free-spirited roommate, Darla. "Don't let me stop you. You're obviously enjoying yourself. Quite a show!" Christy now realized that Darla must have been watching for some time. Darla's blouse was open, revealing her naked tits. One hand was fondling her tits, while the other had hiked up her miniskirt and buried itself inside her panties. fingering her cunt. "Please don't stop, it's been a real turn-on." Darla pleaded, as she continued to fondle herself. A perverse streak of exhibitionism washed over Christy. She resumed her actions, finding that performing for an audience only increased the thrill. Meanwhile, Darla was stripping off her clothes as she continued to finger herself. Once stripped, she sat in a chair near the bed, leaning back and masturbating and she watched her roommate on the bed. Watching another girl fondle herself while she did herself was exciting. Christy felt her climax approaching rapidly. She concentrated on her clit until waves of release washed over her. Seeing Christy writhing on the bed in orgasm sent Darla over the top, moaning as she came. "God, that was great!" Darla breathed. Regaining her composure, she asked, "So, what brought on the sudden interest in getting off? Was your date last night that hot?" "Was it ever!" Christy replied, and proceeded to relate the events of the previous night. "You were a virgin? No shit! Tell me all the details, it's getting me hot again just hearing them." Darla interjected. Christy sat up in the bed and began recapitulating the circumstances of her date. As she described the particulars, she noticed that Darla had begun playing with herself again. Watching her roommate and the retelling of the story got Christy excited all over again. Before long, they were masturbating again. A little later. satiated for the moment, Christy slid back down in the bed and fell into a light doze, while Darla left the room. She woke sometime later when Darla called her from the doorway. "Dinner, time to get up." Christy woke to find Darla standing nude in the doorway. She looked around for a robe. "No need. It's very informal dress. As in no dress. Come on before it gets cold." Darla informed her. Christy followed Darla to the dining room to find a spaghetti dinner and a bottle of wine on the table. Two lit candles provided the only illumination. "What's this all about?" she asked. "A celebration." "Celebration of what?" "Your release." "My release?" "Your release. From virginity." Darla laughed. "Let's eat." Dinner was excellent, the wine inexpensive but potent. They chatted about mundane matters through the course of the meal. The bottle of wine was finished and replaced by another. Dinner finished and the table cleared, they headed for the livingroom. "Got another treat for you. I think you're ready for this." Darla told Christy. "Ready for what?" "You've never seen any of my private collection of tapes, have you?" "No." "Ever seen an x-rated movie?" "No." "Game to see one?" "Sure." Setting the wine and her glass on the coffee table, Darla left and returned with a videocassette. She inserted it in the VCR and started it. Returning to the sofa, she sat down near Christy and poured herself some more wine. As they sat watching, Christy was astonished by the scenes. Group sex, anal sex, lesbianism, as well as straight sex. Rather than disgust her, she found the action exciting her. "Have some more wine." Darla said, refilling her glass. "Hmmm, trying to take advantage of me, eh?" Christy joked. "Sure kid. I'm gonna ply you with liquor and rape you." Darla quipped back, placing her arm around Christy's shoulder and leaving it there. Christy took little notice, sipping her wine and watching the movie, getting more turned on by the minute. She laid her head on Darla's shoulder and sipped some more wine. Watching the sex on the TV was driving her wild. She stole a hand down to her groin to lightly caress her pussy. At first, she took little notice of the light breath in her ear. When a tongue licked lightly at her ear, she moaned. She felt a soft hand on her thigh. When she turned to her roommate, Darla's lips met hers. She offered no resistance to the overture, returning the kiss. The kiss became more passionate and when Darla's tongue probed her lips, she parted them and stuck out her own tongue. As they frenched, Darla's hand slid up to fondle her tits. Her hands were so soft. They knew exactly what to do. Christy continued stroking herself while her friend's hand and mouth played with her body. Darla finally broke the kiss and brought her head down. Her first lick at a nipple elicited another moan. Her now free hand slid back between the other girl's thighs, first assisting, then replacing the hand that was there. Christy writhed with pleasure from the oral and digital assault she was receiving. Once again she was nearing a climax. Sensing this, Darla lightly nipped at her nipples, providing the impetus that sent her crashing over the top. Christy hugged Darla to her. Darla reciprocated with her own embrace before lifting the other girl from the couch and guiding her to the floor. Again they kissed, while their hands explored each others bodies. This time, Christy bent her head down to taste Darla's titflesh, sucking the swollen peak. Emboldened, she slid her tongue down the girl's belly. Remembering how it had felt to have her pussy eaten, she wanted to give Darla the same pleasure. And she was inquisitive about the taste of pussy. Perceiving her intention, Darla responded first, turning and burying her own face in Christy's cunt. Electrified, Christy wasted no time in returning the favor. She eagerly licked at the cunt before her face. God, it was even better than last night! Darla was driving her insane! Avidly, she licked and sucked at her roommate's muff. In short order, she was rewarded as Darla's juices flowed as she reached climax. Her own quickly followed. As they lay once again face to face, Christy laughed, "You were planning to take advantage of me!" "I've wanted you in the worst way for months." Darla answered. A little later they were snuggled together in Darla's bed.