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Kathi's Story Part One: Living with Lisa
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Kathi's Story
Part One: Living with Lisa
My roommate Lisa is a real slut.
I knew that when she brought a guy back to our room the
first night in the dorm. I had to camp out in the lounge with
the Scrabble geeks while she got pounded in our room. The next
morning the whole room smelled of sex. I even found a pool of
dried cum and pussy juice on my dresser.
Luckily she's got a really hot body and a gorgeous face,
and is hard to stay angry at - especially when she gives you one
of her broad, shining smiles. I think she could easily be a
fashion model if she wanted to - kind of a blonde Cindy Crawford,
without the mole. But Lisa wants no part of it. "Models don't
get to fuck enough" she claims. I don't know how much would be
"enough" for Lisa: she's got a pretty high libido. I don't think
she's gone a single day here at school without at least one sex
partner.
At first, I was annoyed by her sluttish behavior because it
threw me out of the room. But one afternoon I told her that her
throwing me out so she could screw boyfriend #16 really pissed me
off, and she surprised me by telling me that she didn't care
whether or not I stayed. So from then on, whenever she came back
to the room with a guy, I just stayed on my bed reading.
Some of the guys were freaked out about having me in the
room, but they soon learned that since Lisa didn't care, if they
didn't go along with it they wouldn't get into her pants. Over
the first week I watched Lisa screw five guys out of the corner
of my eye. Usually they would just hump under her covers, and so
while I was able to hear almost every detail, I never got to see
the guy's cocks. At the time that's what I was straining to
catch a glimpse of. It didn't occur to me that Lisa was where I
should have been directing my attention.
One Friday night she brought a guy named Jeff back to the
room after they had seen a movie. She pulled him onto her bed
and began kissing him. He noticed me across the room, but I just
played it cool. I could see that Jeff was a little uncomfortable
at first. When he and Lisa started making out he kept peeking
over at me, but I just sat there with my book. Gradually Lisa
started to tug at his clothes, trying to take off his shirt. It
was clear, however, that he didn't want to go any further with me
in the room. He tried to get Lisa to come with him over to his
room but she had settled into her bed and wasn't going to move.
"This is it, Jeff," she said. "Lisa's pussy opens up on
this bed, and this bed only!" She sat back and smiled, pulling
her tube top over her head. Her tits flopped out and she cupped
them in her hands. As I would learn later, Lisa never wore a bra
if she didn't have to.
Now, I've seen women's breasts before, but even I was
impressed with these beauties. Soft and firm, they sat perkily
on her chest, just begging to be sucked and caressed. After that
Jeff sort of forgot that I was there. He grabbed Lisa by the
waist and started off. I pretended to keep reading, but kept my
eyes on the action on Lisa's bed. She tore off her clothes
revealing her smooth hard body. Jeff looked pretty good himself
and I started getting excited watching the two of them fool
around.
Jeff moaned as Lisa pulled off his briefs and gently licked
at the head of his cock. He fondled her tits as she took him
into her mouth and started to pump his cock in and out. I could
see Lisa's saliva leaking out the corners of her mouth, running
down her neck. She got on her knees for a better angle, and
raised her ass up off the bed. I got my first clear look at her
pussy. It was soft and hairless. Her lips poked out pretty far
and her clitoris was clearly visible. As she shifted her hips,
her labia opened a little and some of her creamy lubrication
began dripping out. She reached back with one hand and held her
pussy open with two fingers while a third gently prodded her clit
from side to side.
I started getting hot watching this smooth-skinned blonde
slut finger her pussy right in front of me. Now, I'd seen other
girl's twats in the gym shower and all, but never juicy and
spread open like this. I could see how her lips got all swollen
with her cum-lust. Little drops of cunt juice glistened on her
pubic hairs as her fingers probed and stroked. I'm no lesbo, but
I felt like going over and just sticking my tongue up that steamy
box, and getting my face sticky with her cream. I leaned forward
and stared as Lisa's ass swayed from side to side as she moaned
into Jeff's cock, now furiously pumping down her throat.
Unfortunately just as Lisa was about to push her fingers
directly into her box, Jeff started to cum. He grabbed her head
and pounded vigorously into her mouth. Lisa had to use both
hands to keep her balance. He must have poured a lot of cum into
her mouth because she didn't swallow it all. I could see some of
it on her tongue and lips as she swirled it around in her mouth.
Smiling, she swallowed the rest and licked her face clean. Lisa
was about to pull Jeff down to her pussy, but just then he leaned
over and switched off the light and pulled the blanket over the
two of them. Now I couldn't see them, but Lisa's slurping and
moaning left little to the imagination. I lay back on the bed
and rubbed my pussy through my jeans, imagining that I was
joining Lisa and Jeff under the covers.
It wasn't exactly like I wasn't getting any male attention
at school. I mean, I've got a slim bod, medium to small breasts,
and long dark hair. A few guys had already asked me out, but I
just didn't move as fast as Lisa did, and I guess I was feeling
left out, not to mention being horny as hell. My usual internal
dating schedule went something like , talking on the first date,
a good night hug or kiss on the second, light kissing on the
third, and general making out and necking on the fourth. If I
really liked the guy I would let him start feeling my tits and
ass after that. I'd only gone all the way twice in my life, so
you can see how Lisa's moving from the initial "Can I buy you a
drink?" to "Ow! You're on my hair!" in one evening left me out in
the cold. Frustrated, I sank beneath my covers and fingered my
pussy while listening to Lisa's squishy cunt get tongued and
sucked.
The next morning I watched through my sheets as Lisa led
Jeff naked into the bathroom where they shared a shower before he
left for team practice. I could hear the shower stall shaking
next door as he fucked her against the wall. Lisa's grunts of
pleasure echoed through the room.
When Lisa came back into the room, she was wrapped only in
a towel. She plopped herself down in the easy chair and just sat,
watching the trees rustle in the breeze outside. I pretended I
was still asleep. Absently, Lisa began to stroke her breasts. She
opened the towel, showing me those fabulous globes again. Her
hands stroked and cupped them, her fingers softly pinching her
nipples. Her left hand began to slide across her smooth belly.
It gradually snaked down to her crotch, and one by one, she
pulled her thighs back until they were almost at 90 degrees to
her waist. Her cunt was now fully exposed, and her pussy lips
were pulled apart. The scent of her juices wafted forth as she
gently stroked her pussy. Her little clit pointed out of its
hood, and her fingers softly pushed it back and forth.
She sighed and shifted in her seat. With her eyes closed,
her head lay back and her fingers began to stroke her clit in
earnest. I watched in amazement as she unashamedly masturbated
in the middle of the room by an open window. Soon she began to
moan as her climax approached. Her fingers blurred over her
pussy as her hips started to churn up and down. Grunting and
gasping, she came over her hand, her cunt coating her fingers
with creamy lubrication.
I guess I had forgotten that I was supposed to be asleep
'cause I had sat fully up, and was staring open mouthed at her
brazen display of lust. My right hand was busy at my own cunt.
Lisa opened her eyes and looked over to me. Embarrassed, I broke
away and tried to pretend nothing had happened but Lisa knew
better. She came over and sat next to me on the bed and began
unbuttoning my nightshirt. I should have stopped her, but before
I knew it she had pulled off my shirt and had pushed me back onto
the bed. With a form grip, she pulled my thighs apart, pressing
them back up towards my tits.
Slowly she knelt between my legs and began kissing and
licking her way up my thighs. When she got to my pussy she took
a deep breath and let her tongue play across my lips. It was the
most incredible feeling I'd ever felt. I've had guys inside me,
and have even gotten licked once or twice, but the thrill of
having this luscious soft baby sucking on my box was just too
much.
Lisa kept on licking my lips until I pulled her head closer
in. She pointed her tongue and shoved it straight up my cunt,
tasting all my inner juices. I saw that she was fingering her
own pussy while she was tongueing mine, so I pulled her hips
towards me. She had obviously done this before, since she swing
right around in one motion, and rotated her hips so that her cunt
was right at my mouth level. I had never tasted another girl's
vagina before, but was so hot that I guess I dove right in. Lisa
had a shaved pussy, and her lips were soft and tender. No wonder
she had such a steady stream of guys at her door.
I stuck out my tongue and got my first taste of cunt. I
never really thought of how I tasted, but now with my face in
another girl's pussy, I wondered how my snatch juices were to
Lisa. I guessed that when I kissed her later (as I knew I would)
I would get my answer. For now, I was enjoying the feeling of
Lisa's pussy on my tongue. I slurped and licked and gobbled and
sucked on her juicy cunny. We must have lay there for over an
hour, just tasting and getting to know each other's vaginas as we
drifted from orgasm to orgasm. Finally I lay back, my face and
neck all covered with Lisa-juice.
Lisa crawled up to me and started to lick me clean. I was
so touched by this gesture that I also started to tongue my
lubricating juice off of Lisa's face. Our tongues quickly found
each other and we eagerly dove into each other's mouths, tasting
and probing. Lisa was a better french-kisser than any boy I had
ever gone out with, and I was starting to wonder if I was
becoming a lesbian.
Lisa's tongue thrust its way down my throat, and I sucked
on its length. We swapped saliva back and forth for another 30
minutes before Lisa pulled back and collapsed next to me, her
arms wrapping themselves around my waist. "Good Morning,
Roomie!" she said with a giggle. It was only then that I
realized we had gone this entire time without talking. Our lusts
had spoken for us, and our moans of passion were all the
conversation that was needed.
"That was fabulous!" I said, caressing her breasts. "If I'd
known what all those guys were getting, I wouldn't have waited
until now to get some myself." Lisa snorted. "As I recall it, you
weren't the one to make the first move. I had to put on that
show for you and literally grab your pussy before you joined in!"
"That's true," I said, "and I'm so glad you did. I love
the way your tongue felt up my cunt and in my mouth. How did you
learn to lick another girl like that?" "Practice!" Lisa said with
a grin. "I started out when I was young." Lisa was only 18 years
old - I smiled to think of the lucky bitch who got to be the
first one to dive between those milky-white pre-teen thighs.
"I was at summer camp and one of the older girls got me
alone in the shower room one night. She said that she would give
me a shampoo, but after she got my hair full of lather, she
started rubbing the foam down onto my shoulders and arms. I
guess I didn't seem startled or pull away, so she kept going, and
started lathering my tits. Now, I wasn't exactly as big as I am
today, but I had a nice set of breasts, fairly sizable for my
age. Actually I think they were just a little smaller than yours
are."
I blushed and tried to pull the sheets over my chest.
"No, no!" Lisa said, "I like'm that size. You know,
anything more than a mouthful is wasted!" Lisa pulled the covers
down and cupped my tits in her hands, tweaking the nipples
between her fingers. She leaned forward and gave each one a
tender kiss before continuing.
"Anyway, she got me pretty hot and kept telling me how sexy
I was, and how she'd been watching me all summer, wanting to get
her tongue up my pussy. She kept soaping me up, and worked her
way down my body. It wasn't too long before she had on the floor
of the shower with my legs wide open, and her tongue up my cunt.
She really knew her stuff, and I must have cum about twelve times
- kind of appropriate 'cause that's how old I was!" Lisa giggled
to herself.
"Anyway, the next night she introduced me to two of her
friends. They took turns licking my cunt and sucking on my
nipples. I kind of felt funny being passed around from girl to
girl like that, but they all really got into seducing someone so
young. I can't really complain since I was on the receiving end
most of the time. Those sluts just got off by eating pussy. By
the end of the summer I was so well licked that I couldn't even
pass one of those girls on the path without creaming up! Looking
back, I can see where they were coming from - I know that I
really juice up when I see some cute little jailbait walk across
campus!"
I looked at Lisa with wide eyes. "Trust me, Kath" she said,
"there's nothing that tastes better than cherry pussy! But now,
it's getting late and we have some work to do if we want to have
some fun tonight." She got off the bed and started getting
dressed.
I was a little disappointed that I wouldn't have Lisa to
myself for the night, but knew that anything she dreamt up was
bound to be good.
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