When Jill woke up, it took her a moment to get oriented. She looked left and right, and
up at the ceiling. It was her room, but the perspective was all wrong. Then she
remembered.
The brain is an amazing tool, and though it all took only a microsecond, Jill sifted
through the events of the evening. A bad storm had come. She and her roommate,
Wendy, had been scared, particularly in light of the tornados, which had been
plaguing the area in recent weeks.
The college dorm felt sturdy and safe, and they felt ridiculous for being afraid, but they
were, so they decided to lie down in Wendy's bed for the time being. And at some
point, they must have fallen asleep.
And now it was the middle of the night, and apparently, Wendy was having a bad
dream, and her slight moans and movements in the bed had woken Jill.
But Wendy wasn't having a bad dream, she was masturbating. Jill could tell for sure
now, she even heard the slight wetness of her roommate`s pussy. She couldn't believe
Wendy would do that while lying next to her.
Wendy thought Jill was sound asleep, but it didn't really matter. She needed this right
now, and she was going to have her orgasm regardless. Her index finger lightly circled
her clit, and she tried to be still, but the bed was not firm enough to completely hide her
movements.
Mmm, Trey, she thought to herself, as she fantasized about the last time they had sex.
She didn't realize she said it out loud, but Jill heard it loud and clear. It further confirmed
what Jill thought Wendy had been doing.
Trey, Wendy's boyfriend, recently started an internship that took him out of state for a
few weeks, and when they had realized he'd be away for a while, they fucked for 24
hours, or at least it seemed like it. But that had been more than a week ago, and now
Wendy needed a good hard orgasm.
She couldn't control it anymore. She lifted her hips, yanked off her panties and spread
her legs. Jill felt Wendy's knee, touching her thigh, and she tried not to gasp. Wendy
was now masturbating with no shame, two fingers of her left hand deep inside her cunt,
her right hand stimulating her clit.
"Oh, yeah," Wendy said out loud, not caring if Jill woke up or not.
Jill had been awake for a few moments, and she had started touching her own clit as
soon as Wendy said her boyfriend's name. She didn't know why, but listening to her
roommate was making her horny as hell. She wanted to move too but was worried.
"Wendy may stop if she realizes what I'm doing," Jill thought to herself, but there wasn't
any reason to think that. Wendy wouldn't have stopped if the dorm had fallen in around
them.
Wendy's legs were spread wide now, and she raised and lowered her hips in time with
the fingers plunging in and out of her wet slit. She had quit forming words, and was just
moaning and breathing. She had almost forgotten Jill was even there.
But then Jill moved. Wendy felt her, and her heart almost stopped. What the hell was
she thinking? She froze, her fingers still inside her.
"Don't stop." Jill said hoarsely, and then raised her own hips to take off her damp
panties.
It was all the encouragement Wendy needed. She moved again and felt herself
respond not just to her own manipulation, but to the fact that her friend was also in
need.
Jill lay to Wendy's left, and now Wendy's leg was firmly on top of Jill's. Their shoulders
touched. They both moaned. Jill looked over at Wendy's face and was surprised by
how much her arousal turned her on.
Jill reached down and cupped her crotch in her hand. She wondered what Wendy's felt
like, but she didn't want to do anything about that curiosity for now. At the moment she
just wanted to rub herself.
Her right index finger drew circles around her clit. Jill's breasts were very sensitive so
she played with her nipples with her left hand, moving back and forth across her
breasts, then down to her stomach, and her pussy, where she spread her lips and slid
a finger inside herself. She was quickly catching up to Wendy.
They were both in rhythm now, thrusting and rubbing. The sweet smell of sex and sweat
and desire permeated the air. They moaned together and the sounds of their moans
and their fingers playing in the wetness between their legs was almost enough on its
own to make them cum. But then there was more.
"You going to cum, Jill?" Wendy asked, almost whispering.
"Mmhmm." Jill replied, not quite believing she was talking to Wendy while feeling the
inside of her wet pussy.
"Oh yeah, Jill."
"Oh, Wendy."
And then they came together, backs arching and hips thrusting and fingers delving
deep inside themselves, simultaneous orgasms which seemed to go on for a full
minute. Their bodies tensed, their breath caught and then they crashed back to the
bed, gasping for air and feeling as if they might black out.
They settled down for a minute. Wendy let out a little giggle, reached for her panties
and slid them back on. She felt much better now.
"Good night Jill."
"Night Wendy."
They slept well the rest of the night.
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