Sarah lets loose
I woke up at 9:45 this morning and, while that may not sound like a big deal, for me it was somewhat shocking. I don't think I've ever slept that late in my life. The last week of exams was over, and yesterday was my birthday, so one of my roommates took me out to celebrate. Her name is Lauren, and she is a tall, athletic girl with a bit of a wild streak. She has lovely red hair and freckles all over her body, which I've seen. We share a townhouse with three other girls, but they have all left for their summer trips, so it's just the two of us for the next few weeks. My name is Sarah, I'm now 22 years old, and I'm attending college in the southern United States.
I come from a small town and have a very conservative family. My Father and Mother are from Korea and raised me and my siblings with a strict mindset, so I've had a somewhat sheltered life. I was fortunate to get such a great set of roommates for my first time living away from home. I've heard so many horror stories about people getting rude, messy, or problematic roommates, but mine have been fantastic to live with. They all go out almost every weekend dancing, drinking, and hooking up with guys. They've offered to take me out a few times, but until last night, I've always opted out, saying that I had too much schoolwork to do. It's not that I don't want to go; I always feel so awkward in those types of situations. Last night, though, I had no excuses. My work was all finished, and Lauren knew it was my birthday, so there was no way out for me. We went to three different clubs, had multiple shots, and danced until the bar closed down. I even got hit on a few times. I would never do anything with them, but the attention was flattering.
I rolled out of bed, still wearing my shirt and underwear from the day before. I had just taken off my pants and blacked out. As I got up, I still felt a little drunk. I put on some sweatpants and stumbled downstairs to get a drink. Lauren left a note on her bedroom door saying that she had already left and would be home around five that evening. Heading back upstairs, I realized that with everyone now gone, I could take as long in the shower as I wanted, or I could even take a bath. Bathroom time is usually limited, even with two bathrooms. Having five girls all rush to get ready at the same time means there are a lot of quick showers taken around here. The idea of a long, hot bath made my entire body tremble; it sounded so good right now. I went back to my room to pick out some clothes to wear for the day. As I gathered my things, I thought about the fact that I really had the entire apartment to myself for the day. I went from a large family to a house full of roommates, and I don't think I've ever been home alone before. Thinking about the house being all mine gave me an idea, a naughty idea.
I stripped off my dirty clothes in front of my open bedroom door and walked out into the hallway naked. Once again, I realize that this is probably not a big deal to most people, but for me, being naked outside of my room, well, I might as well have been walking down the middle of the street that way. I have always been very private when it comes to my body. I'm not a prude or anything, just mindful, is all. I wear mid-thigh shorts and long dresses, and always have a bra on, even when I don't really need one. Showing off a lot of skin is just something I was raised not to do, so being naked is a very private thing. I think I've seen all of my roommates naked or in their underwear at this point, but I don't think they have ever seen me in less than my one-piece bathing suit. I walked all around upstairs, feeling the cool air on my naked body. I went downstairs to the living room, into the kitchen, and even passed a few windows, all completely nude. After a few minutes of that, I started getting a little turned on, but that made me a little more self-aware and bashful, so I went back upstairs to take my bath. Back in the bathroom, I started filling the tub with hot water but decided to leave the door open, still feeling a little daring and naughty. Maybe I was still a little drunk from the night before, but for some reason, I was feeling very adventurous.
I'll admit, I actually masturbate quite often. Nothing crazy, maybe once or twice a week, but when I do, it's usually in bed, under the covers, and very quietly. Growing up, I shared a room with my sisters, so I had to learn to be very subtle and quiet when I did it. Standing naked in the bathroom with the door wide open made the idea of pleasuring myself here exciting. As I thought about it, I managed to startle myself when I saw movement from across the room. It was just my reflection in a body-length mirror that hung on the wall. I laughed at how silly I was, but then I started to really look at myself in the mirror. I eat well and exercise and it shows, my body is trim and firm, my tummy is flat and my breasts, while not huge, are a nice size and very perky. As I looked myself over, I thought about what it would have been like if someone had walked in on me. I then started to pretend that the girl in the mirror was someone else, who had caught me naked with the door open. As I looked at my reflection more, I started to think about myself being the one who caught her. Like I was seeing her naked, or we were watching each other that way. The fantasy started taking shape in my mind then, we were in a locker room, or sauna, both just going about our own business. We're not supposed to be looking at each other, but we still catch little peeks here and there. Maybe we would give in and watch each other openly, putting on little shows, pushing the boundaries of what is and isn't allowed. I slowly leaned back against the bathtub and let my legs fall open, pretending that the girl in the mirror was watching me.
She followed my motions, and I couldn't help but look at her body. Her dark nipples were hard and puckered from the cool air of the open door. Her pubic hair is black, but thin, light, and wispy. She kept it shaved the same way as I keep mine, in just a cute little strip leading down to her crotch. Her clitoral hood and labia protruded slightly from between her thighs, like a little rose that hadn't yet bloomed. I brought both of my hands up to my chest and gently dragged my fingers over my nipples. I watched as the girl in the mirror shivered with pleasure as she did the same. I stared at her lustfully as she slowly moved her hands down her torso, over her navel, and in between her thighs. She drew a sharp breath and licked her lips as her fingertips caressed the soft folds between her legs. She arched her back and allowed her legs to spread open, showing me the mauve-colored lips of her vagina. She pressed her fingers down and gently spread those folds open, revealing the glistening inner layers of her wet pussy. She then moved the index finger of her dominant hand over to rub her clit while the index and pointer fingers of her other hand slowly sank into the deep, wet opening below.
I was touching myself as I watched her, our movements in perfect harmony. I groaned aloud as we watched each other make love to ourselves. I pretended that the girl in the mirror was someone else, some wanton girl putting on a show for me, wanting others to see her body, enjoying the eyes upon her body as she shamelessly pleasures herself. My mirror girl continued to trace small, firm circles over her swollen clitoris, all the while slightly bucking her hips in time with the motion. I watched with heated anticipation as she slipped more of her fingers into her open pussy. With no one else around, we were both free to be as loud and brazen as we liked. I felt so dirty, openly masturbating in front of another person, in a public place where anyone could see.
I gave in to my little mutual masturbation fantasy, pretending to pleasure myself while watching another girl do the same, which made me really think about how attracted I actually am to that idea. As my orgasm approached, I allowed myself to let loose even more and started talking dirty to her. "Oh yeah, you little slut, stroke that pussy. Make yourself cum from me. That's right, fucking cum for me." I put one knee up on the edge of the tub to show myself off more. "Oh yeah, open that little pussy up for mamma, Oh I wanna fucking lick that pussy till you cum in my mouth." I fought to keep my eyes open as an intense orgasm shook my entire body. My thighs pulled together, and I slowly slid down to the floor, shaking and quivering in bliss. It took me a moment to catch my breath and get my legs back under me. As I stood up, I saw my mirror girl; she was flushed, panting, and beaming with afterglow. As I admired her, I watched as she brought her wet, sticky fingers up and gently caressed my lips. Instinctively, I opened my mouth and allowed her to slip her fingers in, granting me the gift of her sweet taste. I had never done that before, but I loved the way it tasted. I watched myself in the mirror with amazement as I licked and sucked every last drop of my own sex off of my fingers. I've thought about what having sex with another girl would be like; some of my friends are in the LGBTQ community, but I've never actually acted on any of those curiosities. This little game made me wonder if maybe there is something there that I should look into. I was too spent from my orgasm to think about anything too serious, right now all I wanted to do was soak my tired body and enjoy my afterglow.
End Part 1
I come from a small town and have a very conservative family. My Father and Mother are from Korea and raised me and my siblings with a strict mindset, so I've had a somewhat sheltered life. I was fortunate to get such a great set of roommates for my first time living away from home. I've heard so many horror stories about people getting rude, messy, or problematic roommates, but mine have been fantastic to live with. They all go out almost every weekend dancing, drinking, and hooking up with guys. They've offered to take me out a few times, but until last night, I've always opted out, saying that I had too much schoolwork to do. It's not that I don't want to go; I always feel so awkward in those types of situations. Last night, though, I had no excuses. My work was all finished, and Lauren knew it was my birthday, so there was no way out for me. We went to three different clubs, had multiple shots, and danced until the bar closed down. I even got hit on a few times. I would never do anything with them, but the attention was flattering.
I rolled out of bed, still wearing my shirt and underwear from the day before. I had just taken off my pants and blacked out. As I got up, I still felt a little drunk. I put on some sweatpants and stumbled downstairs to get a drink. Lauren left a note on her bedroom door saying that she had already left and would be home around five that evening. Heading back upstairs, I realized that with everyone now gone, I could take as long in the shower as I wanted, or I could even take a bath. Bathroom time is usually limited, even with two bathrooms. Having five girls all rush to get ready at the same time means there are a lot of quick showers taken around here. The idea of a long, hot bath made my entire body tremble; it sounded so good right now. I went back to my room to pick out some clothes to wear for the day. As I gathered my things, I thought about the fact that I really had the entire apartment to myself for the day. I went from a large family to a house full of roommates, and I don't think I've ever been home alone before. Thinking about the house being all mine gave me an idea, a naughty idea.
I stripped off my dirty clothes in front of my open bedroom door and walked out into the hallway naked. Once again, I realize that this is probably not a big deal to most people, but for me, being naked outside of my room, well, I might as well have been walking down the middle of the street that way. I have always been very private when it comes to my body. I'm not a prude or anything, just mindful, is all. I wear mid-thigh shorts and long dresses, and always have a bra on, even when I don't really need one. Showing off a lot of skin is just something I was raised not to do, so being naked is a very private thing. I think I've seen all of my roommates naked or in their underwear at this point, but I don't think they have ever seen me in less than my one-piece bathing suit. I walked all around upstairs, feeling the cool air on my naked body. I went downstairs to the living room, into the kitchen, and even passed a few windows, all completely nude. After a few minutes of that, I started getting a little turned on, but that made me a little more self-aware and bashful, so I went back upstairs to take my bath. Back in the bathroom, I started filling the tub with hot water but decided to leave the door open, still feeling a little daring and naughty. Maybe I was still a little drunk from the night before, but for some reason, I was feeling very adventurous.
I'll admit, I actually masturbate quite often. Nothing crazy, maybe once or twice a week, but when I do, it's usually in bed, under the covers, and very quietly. Growing up, I shared a room with my sisters, so I had to learn to be very subtle and quiet when I did it. Standing naked in the bathroom with the door wide open made the idea of pleasuring myself here exciting. As I thought about it, I managed to startle myself when I saw movement from across the room. It was just my reflection in a body-length mirror that hung on the wall. I laughed at how silly I was, but then I started to really look at myself in the mirror. I eat well and exercise and it shows, my body is trim and firm, my tummy is flat and my breasts, while not huge, are a nice size and very perky. As I looked myself over, I thought about what it would have been like if someone had walked in on me. I then started to pretend that the girl in the mirror was someone else, who had caught me naked with the door open. As I looked at my reflection more, I started to think about myself being the one who caught her. Like I was seeing her naked, or we were watching each other that way. The fantasy started taking shape in my mind then, we were in a locker room, or sauna, both just going about our own business. We're not supposed to be looking at each other, but we still catch little peeks here and there. Maybe we would give in and watch each other openly, putting on little shows, pushing the boundaries of what is and isn't allowed. I slowly leaned back against the bathtub and let my legs fall open, pretending that the girl in the mirror was watching me.
She followed my motions, and I couldn't help but look at her body. Her dark nipples were hard and puckered from the cool air of the open door. Her pubic hair is black, but thin, light, and wispy. She kept it shaved the same way as I keep mine, in just a cute little strip leading down to her crotch. Her clitoral hood and labia protruded slightly from between her thighs, like a little rose that hadn't yet bloomed. I brought both of my hands up to my chest and gently dragged my fingers over my nipples. I watched as the girl in the mirror shivered with pleasure as she did the same. I stared at her lustfully as she slowly moved her hands down her torso, over her navel, and in between her thighs. She drew a sharp breath and licked her lips as her fingertips caressed the soft folds between her legs. She arched her back and allowed her legs to spread open, showing me the mauve-colored lips of her vagina. She pressed her fingers down and gently spread those folds open, revealing the glistening inner layers of her wet pussy. She then moved the index finger of her dominant hand over to rub her clit while the index and pointer fingers of her other hand slowly sank into the deep, wet opening below.
I was touching myself as I watched her, our movements in perfect harmony. I groaned aloud as we watched each other make love to ourselves. I pretended that the girl in the mirror was someone else, some wanton girl putting on a show for me, wanting others to see her body, enjoying the eyes upon her body as she shamelessly pleasures herself. My mirror girl continued to trace small, firm circles over her swollen clitoris, all the while slightly bucking her hips in time with the motion. I watched with heated anticipation as she slipped more of her fingers into her open pussy. With no one else around, we were both free to be as loud and brazen as we liked. I felt so dirty, openly masturbating in front of another person, in a public place where anyone could see.
I gave in to my little mutual masturbation fantasy, pretending to pleasure myself while watching another girl do the same, which made me really think about how attracted I actually am to that idea. As my orgasm approached, I allowed myself to let loose even more and started talking dirty to her. "Oh yeah, you little slut, stroke that pussy. Make yourself cum from me. That's right, fucking cum for me." I put one knee up on the edge of the tub to show myself off more. "Oh yeah, open that little pussy up for mamma, Oh I wanna fucking lick that pussy till you cum in my mouth." I fought to keep my eyes open as an intense orgasm shook my entire body. My thighs pulled together, and I slowly slid down to the floor, shaking and quivering in bliss. It took me a moment to catch my breath and get my legs back under me. As I stood up, I saw my mirror girl; she was flushed, panting, and beaming with afterglow. As I admired her, I watched as she brought her wet, sticky fingers up and gently caressed my lips. Instinctively, I opened my mouth and allowed her to slip her fingers in, granting me the gift of her sweet taste. I had never done that before, but I loved the way it tasted. I watched myself in the mirror with amazement as I licked and sucked every last drop of my own sex off of my fingers. I've thought about what having sex with another girl would be like; some of my friends are in the LGBTQ community, but I've never actually acted on any of those curiosities. This little game made me wonder if maybe there is something there that I should look into. I was too spent from my orgasm to think about anything too serious, right now all I wanted to do was soak my tired body and enjoy my afterglow.
End Part 1
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