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Roommates: Part 5 of a complete story of lesbian erotica by Milene on
And so it happened that I approached Stephanie the next day at work, feeling very uncomfortable but also very excited.
“Hi Steph, how’s it going??”
“Pretty good,” she said with a slightly distracted tone. She was looking down at her desk, her long, blonde hair falling just short of the paper she was intently studying. She was obviously working on something important and didn’t appreciate the interruption, but I couldn’t let that deter me.
“I was wondering,” I continued, moving closer and looking around to make sure no one else could overhear us. “Do you remember that time at your party … after your party, I mean.”
That drew her attention away from her work, producing smirk and then a little chuckle. “Yeah, I remember,” she said. Then she added, looking me in the eye with a nasty leer, “How could I forget? You were pretty wild.”
Wow, I didn’t realize what an impression I’d made on her. I guess I was drunker and hornier than I realized. I didn’t really remember all the details.
“Oh,” I said, “so I thought you liked it, but …”
Stephanie grabbed my arm to pull me closer. She leaned into my ear so no one else could hear. “Yes, I liked it. Damn, you were all over me, you horny little slut. Ha!” She pulled back so she could look at me and added, with a lecherous grin, “You want some more?”
My earlier worries seemed silly now. This was obviously going to be easier than I expected. “Well,” I stammered, “… Yeah, actually, that might be fun.”
Her smile grew brighter. “Well okay then,” she said, her eyes conveying the excitement she felt at the thought. “When do you want to do it?”
“Oh, I don’t know. Tonight or tomorrow night would be good, or anytime that works for you.”
“I’m busy tonight,” she said, “but tomorrow would be great.” Stephanie had a huge grin on her face as she said it. She was clearly excited. “I assume you’ll come to my place, or is Melissa out of town or something?”
Now came the part I’d been holding back on. “Well, that’s the thing,” I whispered hesitantly. “Melissa wants to watch.”
It took a few seconds for that to sink in for Stephanie. I knew that the bad feelings between Steph and Melissa were mutual, and I could tell she wanted to burst out laughing, but she suppressed it to a snicker. “You’re kidding,” she said finally. “Melissa the cold fish wants to watch us??? That’s hilarious.” After a short pause, she added. “But it will be fun. Let’s do it!”
It turned out that Melissa couldn’t do it the next night, so we finally decided on that Saturday to get together. It took a little rearranging of schedules, but we all worked it out. Stephanie arrived around eight o'clock, dressed casually but looking smoking hot in skin-tight jeans and a white top. I was dressed in a similar fashion, though my jeans were nowhere near as tight. Surprisingly, Melissa chose a sexy black minidress. In fact, it was the same one she wore for her date on that night when I seduced her. It clung to her figure very nicely. She looked hot. In fact, I think that was why she wore it - to look extra sexy in front of her rival, Stephanie.
Several buttons of Steph’s blouse were undone to reveal the swell of her ample breasts. I glanced at Melissa and noticed her rolling her eyes at the obvious display. But I also noticed that her gaze kept returning surreptitiously to Stephanie’s chest.
Stephanie gave me a big hug, then offered Melissa a simple wave and, “Hey.” The tension between them was obvious. I still wondered why Melissa had suggested this.
Perhaps because of that tension, Stephanie seemed anxious to get down to business, to the sex. But Melissa suggested that we start with some wine, to “let us relax and get in the mood.” Speaking for myself, I was well into the mood already. Just looking at these two tall, long-legged beauties, and knowing what was about to happen, I was more than ready to go.
The drinks and chit-chat didn’t last long. Steph clearly wanted to get started. From past experience, I knew she had a dominant personality. She was the type of girl who knew what she wanted and either asked for it directly, or just took it, be it in the office or in the bedroom. I liked that about her.
Emptying her glass, Stephanie told Melissa to pour her some more and directed her attention at me. “Come here, Alyson,” she said, patting her legs. “Sit on my lap.”
I didn’t have to be asked twice. I scampered over to her and settled gently onto her lap, rubbing my bottom on her thighs to let her know how ready I was.
“Mmmmm,” she murmured. “That’s the Alyson I remember. Horny girl. This is going to be fun.”
I didn’t respond with words. I just leaned in and caught her lips in a slow, soft kiss, my tongue moving easily into her mouth to play with hers. Stephanie’s hands went immediately to my boobs, rubbing them through my top, then gently squeezing them. Her hands felt good on me. She had nailed it, I was already horny, and her squeezing just sent me through the roof. We kissed some more, and I remembered what a good kisser she was. Her tongue moved sensuously over mine, then withdrew to lick over the edges of my lips before pouncing back to virtually devour my mouth.
By that time, I was on fire. I started working feverishly at the buttons of Stephanie’s top, desperate to get it off and get to what was beneath it. Stephanie helped, and in seconds we’d exposed her bra, a sheer white wisp that did nothing to hide her protruding nipples. She reached behind her for the clasp, and at last, her chest was bare.
Stephanie really did have great breasts. They were big and full - 34 or 36, I’d guess, and at least a C cup. As she leaned back in the chair, the natural weight of her boobs made them fall a bit on her chest, causing her nipples to point slightly upward, an effect that was very appealing, very erotic. I reached with both hands to feel those full, deliciously soft mounds.
My grip didn’t last long, for Stephanie quickly urged me to raise my arms so she could remove my top and bra. Now we were both naked from the waist up. Taking one breast in my hand, I dropped my head to suck on the nipple while she began working to unbutton my jeans. She didn’t try to get them off. She just opened and unzipped them enough to reach her hand into my pants.
Suddenly Stephanie paused for a moment, pulling me way from her tit to whisper in my ear, “Look at Melissa.”
I looked over and caught Melissa staring wildly at us, her jaw slack, her mouth open. And at last, I also noticed her right hand, far up under her dress, clearly moving to pleasure herself. Steph and I shared a grin and went on with our play.
I couldn’t get too distracted by Melissa because I was busy enjoying the feeling of Stephanie’s hand in my pants. I gave a little cry as I felt her finger slip into my pussy. She gave me an impish grin and slid her finger further inside me, then added a second one. I could not hold back another cry as I pounced on her titties once again.
I was already aroused from the whole setup, so it wasn’t long before she got me off. I still had one firm boob in my mouth when she attacked my clit and sent me soaring, wiggling on her lap, my hands in a death grip on her waist while I squealed with pleasure...
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And so it happened that I approached Stephanie the next day at work, feeling very uncomfortable but also very excited.
“Hi Steph, how’s it going??”
“Pretty good,” she said with a slightly distracted tone. She was looking down at her desk, her long, blonde hair falling just short of the paper she was intently studying. She was obviously working on something important and didn’t appreciate the interruption, but I couldn’t let that deter me.
“I was wondering,” I continued, moving closer and looking around to make sure no one else could overhear us. “Do you remember that time at your party … after your party, I mean.”
That drew her attention away from her work, producing smirk and then a little chuckle. “Yeah, I remember,” she said. Then she added, looking me in the eye with a nasty leer, “How could I forget? You were pretty wild.”
Wow, I didn’t realize what an impression I’d made on her. I guess I was drunker and hornier than I realized. I didn’t really remember all the details.
“Oh,” I said, “so I thought you liked it, but …”
Stephanie grabbed my arm to pull me closer. She leaned into my ear so no one else could hear. “Yes, I liked it. Damn, you were all over me, you horny little slut. Ha!” She pulled back so she could look at me and added, with a lecherous grin, “You want some more?”
My earlier worries seemed silly now. This was obviously going to be easier than I expected. “Well,” I stammered, “… Yeah, actually, that might be fun.”
Her smile grew brighter. “Well okay then,” she said, her eyes conveying the excitement she felt at the thought. “When do you want to do it?”
“Oh, I don’t know. Tonight or tomorrow night would be good, or anytime that works for you.”
“I’m busy tonight,” she said, “but tomorrow would be great.” Stephanie had a huge grin on her face as she said it. She was clearly excited. “I assume you’ll come to my place, or is Melissa out of town or something?”
Now came the part I’d been holding back on. “Well, that’s the thing,” I whispered hesitantly. “Melissa wants to watch.”
It took a few seconds for that to sink in for Stephanie. I knew that the bad feelings between Steph and Melissa were mutual, and I could tell she wanted to burst out laughing, but she suppressed it to a snicker. “You’re kidding,” she said finally. “Melissa the cold fish wants to watch us??? That’s hilarious.” After a short pause, she added. “But it will be fun. Let’s do it!”
It turned out that Melissa couldn’t do it the next night, so we finally decided on that Saturday to get together. It took a little rearranging of schedules, but we all worked it out. Stephanie arrived around eight o'clock, dressed casually but looking smoking hot in skin-tight jeans and a white top. I was dressed in a similar fashion, though my jeans were nowhere near as tight. Surprisingly, Melissa chose a sexy black minidress. In fact, it was the same one she wore for her date on that night when I seduced her. It clung to her figure very nicely. She looked hot. In fact, I think that was why she wore it - to look extra sexy in front of her rival, Stephanie.
Several buttons of Steph’s blouse were undone to reveal the swell of her ample breasts. I glanced at Melissa and noticed her rolling her eyes at the obvious display. But I also noticed that her gaze kept returning surreptitiously to Stephanie’s chest.
Stephanie gave me a big hug, then offered Melissa a simple wave and, “Hey.” The tension between them was obvious. I still wondered why Melissa had suggested this.
Perhaps because of that tension, Stephanie seemed anxious to get down to business, to the sex. But Melissa suggested that we start with some wine, to “let us relax and get in the mood.” Speaking for myself, I was well into the mood already. Just looking at these two tall, long-legged beauties, and knowing what was about to happen, I was more than ready to go.
The drinks and chit-chat didn’t last long. Steph clearly wanted to get started. From past experience, I knew she had a dominant personality. She was the type of girl who knew what she wanted and either asked for it directly, or just took it, be it in the office or in the bedroom. I liked that about her.
Emptying her glass, Stephanie told Melissa to pour her some more and directed her attention at me. “Come here, Alyson,” she said, patting her legs. “Sit on my lap.”
I didn’t have to be asked twice. I scampered over to her and settled gently onto her lap, rubbing my bottom on her thighs to let her know how ready I was.
“Mmmmm,” she murmured. “That’s the Alyson I remember. Horny girl. This is going to be fun.”
I didn’t respond with words. I just leaned in and caught her lips in a slow, soft kiss, my tongue moving easily into her mouth to play with hers. Stephanie’s hands went immediately to my boobs, rubbing them through my top, then gently squeezing them. Her hands felt good on me. She had nailed it, I was already horny, and her squeezing just sent me through the roof. We kissed some more, and I remembered what a good kisser she was. Her tongue moved sensuously over mine, then withdrew to lick over the edges of my lips before pouncing back to virtually devour my mouth.
By that time, I was on fire. I started working feverishly at the buttons of Stephanie’s top, desperate to get it off and get to what was beneath it. Stephanie helped, and in seconds we’d exposed her bra, a sheer white wisp that did nothing to hide her protruding nipples. She reached behind her for the clasp, and at last, her chest was bare.
Stephanie really did have great breasts. They were big and full - 34 or 36, I’d guess, and at least a C cup. As she leaned back in the chair, the natural weight of her boobs made them fall a bit on her chest, causing her nipples to point slightly upward, an effect that was very appealing, very erotic. I reached with both hands to feel those full, deliciously soft mounds.
My grip didn’t last long, for Stephanie quickly urged me to raise my arms so she could remove my top and bra. Now we were both naked from the waist up. Taking one breast in my hand, I dropped my head to suck on the nipple while she began working to unbutton my jeans. She didn’t try to get them off. She just opened and unzipped them enough to reach her hand into my pants.
Suddenly Stephanie paused for a moment, pulling me way from her tit to whisper in my ear, “Look at Melissa.”
I looked over and caught Melissa staring wildly at us, her jaw slack, her mouth open. And at last, I also noticed her right hand, far up under her dress, clearly moving to pleasure herself. Steph and I shared a grin and went on with our play.
I couldn’t get too distracted by Melissa because I was busy enjoying the feeling of Stephanie’s hand in my pants. I gave a little cry as I felt her finger slip into my pussy. She gave me an impish grin and slid her finger further inside me, then added a second one. I could not hold back another cry as I pounced on her titties once again.
I was already aroused from the whole setup, so it wasn’t long before she got me off. I still had one firm boob in my mouth when she attacked my clit and sent me soaring, wiggling on her lap, my hands in a death grip on her waist while I squealed with pleasure...
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