This is a fictional story I found on my brother in laws computer that he had written about a year ago with intent to upload here. You might know him as Joe_and_Michelle.
The story is incomplete but with many sexual episodes. He also had notes at the end for different scenarios he was going to add to it. Though it is long, it comes to a sudden end.
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Michigan State University was going to be a big step for Angela, having come from a small upstate town which had a population of just a couple thousand people. She had only attended one party during her time in high school, and that was chaperoned by the parents of the boy having the party. She had taken a sip from her mother’s wine glass, which was the only alcohol to have ever passed her lips. She had a few close friends, but being shy she never branched out, even with a small graduating class from her Lutheran High School of just 60 students this past June.
Her extracurricular activities were running for the cross country team in the spring, long distance for the track team in the fall, attending church, and playing the piano. She ran 6 days a week with her father, helping to keep her body well-toned. Every Sunday she and her family attended church, which was very high on her priority list. The piano she had been playing since the age of 6, and was extremely talented at it. Though attractive, her shyness kept the boys at a distance from her. She had a couple friends that were boys, but had never had a boyfriend. She’d never kissed or even held hands with a boy.
She headed to campus with a good attitude and a determination to open up a bit more. She was going to be more outgoing and more engaging with other individuals. As the final days of August wound down, her courage started slipping. She would soon be away at college, without her loving family.
Upon arriving at her new dorm room, she was excited to meet her new roommate for the first time.
Beth had arrived the day before and had already decorated her half of the tiny 16’ x 12’ room with a corkboard that had tons of pictures of her and her friends. Many were of her and friends in selfies and a few were of her in her cheerleading outfit. A lava lamp sat on the desk and her bedsheets and comforter were bright colors.
Looking back at her half of the room, there sat a bedframe and an old mattress. The walls were bare and the formica topped desk was dingy. The bi-fold doors held a tiny closet that her few clothes would easily fit into.
Beth wore shorts and a bikini top. Likely due to the room being very hot on the weekend before Labor Day. She got up from her desk to greet Angela and her parents. She gave Beth a hug and then extended her hands and introduced herself to the parents. She then put on a t-shirt in the presence of her father.
“Oh my gosh, please tell me you have a fan,” she looked at Angela hopefully. “It was so hot sleeping in here last night.”
Angela shook her head. “Um, no, I never thought to…”
Her father interrupted. “How about after unloading the car, mom and I take you girls out for dinner. On the way back we’ll hit a Bed, Bath, & Beyond and pick you girls up a fan?”
Angela answered, “Oh my gosh, Mr. and Mrs. Martin, that is so nice of you. Thank you. I’ll pay for half of of the fan.”
“No need, Beth,” Angela’s mother answered.
Beth looked at Angela and gave a big smile. “We’re going to be great friends, I can tell already.”
Angela smiled back. “We’re in college, I’m so nervous.”
Beth couldn’t help but find Angela adorably cute. “I know, me too.”
Angela’s dad said, “Well, I’m going to start bringing your stuff up from the car. Why don’t you two get better acquainted and get ready for your last real good meal for a while.” They all laughed at that, as he and Angela’s mom walked out of the room.
Beth began firing questions at Angela to better get to know her, while at the same time answering her own questions.
“So, where are you from, I’m from Clarkston. Do you know where that is” … “What’s your major, I’m hoping to be a veterinarian someday…” She talked almost non-stop.
After Angela had finished one of her questions, she said, “That’s so nice of your parents to take me to dinner with you guys, should I offer to pay for my meal?”
“Oh, no, of course not.”
“How far away did you park? I need to change. I don’t want them coming in when…”
Just then the door opened. Her father had two large boxes filled with clothes. Her mother had some books and school supplies.
“Do you want us to help,” Beth asked.
“No, there is a couple more loads. We can handle it together,” he said, referring to his wife and himself. “After we bring it up, should we go out to grab a bite to eat, or do you guys want to wait a bit?”
Beth looked at Angela and they both nodded. “Now, would be great, I missed breakfast in the cafeteria by 10 minutes, I’m starved.” She looked at everyone, “If that’s okay.”
“Of course, it is. It’s been a long drive, we’re all hungry,” Mr. Martin answered.
Upon them leaving the room, Beth said, “I better get changed then,” as she walked to the door and locked it. She quickly pulled off her t-shirt, then reached behind her back and untied the string of her bikini top and pulled the top free of her breasts and over her head. Angela had been watching as Beth undressed in front of her. Her medium sized breasts jiggled freely. Angela got a brief glimpse of her areola and nipples before quickly turning her head. She walked to the window, blushing a bit. Angela wasn’t as open about nakedness as her new roommate seemed to be. Then it hit her.
“Hey, where is our bathroom?”
“It’s only a few doors down the hall, that’s going to suck. I hate community showers.”
Angela’s heart sank a bit. “Me too. I thought we would have our own bathroom at least. I guess I assumed we did because they showed me a dorm with a bathroom on one of my visits.”
“At least there is an area just outside each shower that is covered by a curtain where we can dress. How does this look?”
Angela turned around and Beth had on a cute V-neck top and khaki shorts. “Cute.”
*****
They had returned from dinner and the trip to Bed, Bath & Beyond. The new box fan sat in the window. The difference in temperature was noticed immediately. Along with that, her parents bought Angela some new sheets and a brighter comforter to replace the dowdy tan one they had brought from home.
“Our room is so cute now,” Beth said.
They talked a bit more and the four of them went for a short walk around the southeast part of campus. They soon arrived back at their car.
“Well…,” her father said. The time had come for them to make the trek home.
Mrs. Martin continued, “You’re going to do great. I love you. We’re so proud of you.”
Angela had started tearing up. So did her mom. They embraced. “I’m going to miss you mom. I love you.” She hugged her dad and said the same thing.
“I’m going to take good care of her,” Beth said, all smiles. “We’re going to take care of each other.”
Mrs. Martin then hugged Beth, “It was so nice to meet you. Thank you.”
“Thank you for dinner and the fan. Have a safe trip home.”
Angela and Beth waved as her parents backed out of the parking spot and pulled away. Seeing Angela crying, she put her arm around her and said, “I was the same way yesterday. I’ve already Facetimed my mom twice.” They turned and walked back to their dorm room.
*****
The first two months of college had gone by quickly. Angela had found the courses to be easier than she expected. A lot of it seemed like review of her final semester of high school, though all of the prof’s had picked up the pace in the last couple weeks and more time was set aside for her studies. Beth was struggling a bit and Angela helped her new best friend when she could.
They had gotten to know each other quite well. Some of Beth’s friends from high school had come to visit her during the weekends and had even stayed in their room to sleep, sharing the small twin sized bed with her. Beth had gone out to a couple of parties, but Angela always declined saying that she needed to study, so it was usually Beth with another friend or a friend from high school. That was after all her main reason for coming to college – to study hard and get good grades.
The only thing that was uncomfortable for Angela was that Beth had no problem with nudity. She’d dress and undress right in front of her, topless mainly. But she’d turn around and change underwear. On nights when she came home from a party, it was usually around midnight. She had a self-administered curfew that she abided by. Each time Beth came in from a party, she was visibly drunk. Not fall down drunk, but definitely under the influence.
One particular night, Angela was sitting on her bed with her back against the wall reading from her calculus book, reviewing the chapter the previous two weeks had been focused on. Her attention was interrupted by a key in the door. The door opened and in walked Beth.
“Oh my God,” a clearly inebriated Beth said, “I met some of the cutest guys tonight. You should have gone.”
“Where’s Karen,” Angela asked, concerned for Beth’s high school friend that she was expecting to stay the night. She had yet to meet her but had heard many stories about her.
“We saw a friend from home that goes to CMU. She hooked up with him. She stayed at the party and they’re going back to Mt. Pleasant tonight.”
“Oh,” Angela said, concern clearly in her answer.
Beth walked to Angela, and gently put her hands on her knees. “We’re in college Ang, you need to get out there on Friday and Saturday nights and meet people. You’re a terrific person, but you’ve got to get out and mingle. And, you need to not worry about other people.”
“I know. I’m just concerned with my courses. Once I get a bit more settled…”
“You are settled. We’re here. We’re going to class. We’re studying. You need some fun time.”
“I don’t drink, Beth, I never have. Nor have I had the urge to.”
“I’m not talking about that. There are all kinds of people that don’t drink at the parties. Most do, but you don’t have to. You just have to get out.”
Angela smiled back at her, not knowing what to say. I can’t help it, I’m too shy, would be one answer. I’m not as confident as you, would be another answer. But she remained quiet.
“Next week, Ang. Promise me,” Beth said. “Go out with me next weekend, we’ll have fun, promise me darn it.”
She stared into Angela’s eyes awaiting an answer. Angela stared back. A little smile crept up. “Okay, promise.”
Beth leaned forward and kissed her on the cheek. “Yes, finally. We’re gonna have a blast.” Then she stood up and turned away from Angela. She walked to the window and closed the blinds. Turning back to the center of the room she reached down and grabbed the hem of her shirt and pulled it up and over her head. She walked toward the closet and deposited the shirt into a dirty clothes basket. She turned back toward Angela.
“There were the cutest guys there tonight, Ang,” she said as she reached behind her back and undid her bra. “One guy was like Zac Efron gorgeous.” She now held her bra in one hand, adamantly talking about another guy and his body. “He had on a tight shirt and his arms, oh my god...,” she continued talking as she tossed the bra onto the footboard of her bed and then undid her belt, unbuckled her shorts and slid them down over her hips. Angela didn’t want to be rude and turn away. She was taught, when someone speaks to you, look them back in the eye. She couldn’t help but take in the firm hanging full breasts of her roommate as she was bending to step out of the shorts. Her eyes remained on them and she was looking at the half dollar sized areolas and her nipples, which were twice the size of Angela’s pea sized nipples. She quickly looked up and realized she had been caught staring at her friend’s breast. She continued looking in Beth’s eyes, hoping she was too drunk to have noticed.
****
Beth stood, after stepping out of the shorts, and looked up. Angela was clearly staring at her breasts. Her first reaction was shock, then her mind quickly thought back to the sleepover during her senior year of high school, in which the girls had played truth or dare and they all ended up naked before long. They all remained that way for the next couple of hours as more dares were dished out, until they finally went to sleep at 3:00am in the morning. She had enjoyed that night, especially the dare. The dare was to kiss one of her friends. She enjoyed being seen and seeing the other girl’s bodies. She found the feminine body beautiful. She also discovered she had a bit of an exhibitionist side to her, but with other girls.
As she continued talking, she could feel Angela having a tough time focusing on her face. Beth got a sudden idea of stripping down completely to see how she would react. Reaching for her waistband, Beth slid her panties over her hips. With her head tilted down, her own hair came down over her face, but not enough to prohibit her from observing Angela’s eyes briefly glance down and take in the nakedness. Her eyes opened a bit more, though in shock, then quickly down at her book. Beth kept herself shaved in a two inch wide strip that started about 2 inches above the top of her slit and continued down to the lips of her pussy.
Angela was looking down at the open book in her lap. Beth turned around deposited her panties in the basket. Not knowing if Angela was looking or not, Beth took the chance and said, “Oh, there’s that sock I couldn’t find,” as she bent and reached back into the closet, she spread her legs slightly. She also arched her back hoping to give her roommate a view of her pussy lips from behind. She had not realized how drunk she was and fell face forward into the closet in a heap.
****
Angela could feel the blush in her cheeks as she concentrated on looking Beth in the eye, while listening to her story of the night’s events. She assured herself that Beth had not noticed her looking at her breasts. Angela fought to keep looking Beth in the eye and was nodding in agreement at what she was saying. She was caught off guard when Beth reached down and slid her underwear over her hips.
Though she had freely walked around in front of her topless, Angela had never seen Beth completely naked from the front. That was about to change. Almost in slow motion, Beth bent at the waist. The scene from moments before came back to her – Beth’s hanging breasts. Her eyes dropped to take in the view of her areolas and nipples again when, her roommate’s pubic hair came into view. She immediately noticed how it was unlike her own. It was shaped into a rectangle extending upward and groomed short on her tight body.
Angela had never done anything special groom wise, except to keep her own pubic region from showing out the sides of her bathing suit. She shaved from the leg inward about an inch, keeping it in the form of her natural triangular natural shape, but the pubic hair was long and bushy. Beth’s was completely foreign to Angela. Her eyes opened a bit wider trying to view what was now on display. She snapped out of it and brought her eyes up to friend’s eyes. She thought Beth was looking through her hanging hair at Angela. Had she just been caught again?
Angela quickly looked down to her calculus book, hoping again that Beth hadn’t realized she was being stared at. She could see out of the corner of her eye as Beth turned her back to her. Angela looked up at the naked girl before her. She had a beautifully long tanned back with a tight behind and long tanned legs. The contrast of her milky white behind, left little to the imagination as to what size her bathing suit bottoms were. Beth then said something about a missing sock and bent at the waist to retrieve it. The sight that was presented to Angela was something she had never seen. The butt cheeks had spread opened and she could clearly her butt hole, but also she could see each labia as they separated slightly and seemed to protrude out from between her legs toward Angela, while Beth reached further into the closet. All at once, her friend fell forward.
Angela tossed the book from her lap and jumped up. She took three long strides toward her and questioned, “Are you all right?” Reaching down, she again took in the naked form below her, paying particular attention to her ass.
“Owwww.”
Angela put her arms around Beth’s stomach and lifted. Beth pushed herself up and was now on her hands and knees with Angela straddling over her.
“Are you okay, Beth?”
“No. Oww, oww, shit that hurt.” She brought one hand to her head. “Can you help me up, Ang?”
Angela resumed lifting her, though she didn’t seem like she was getting much help from Beth. Her arms slowly slid up Beth’s torso until they were at the base of her breasts. Beth now stood and put her arm forward to brace herself. Angela released her.
“Damn,” Beth said, still holding one hand up to her face.
“Let me see. Turn around.”
Beth turned around and removed her hand. Angela noticed a very light abrasion above her eye to the far side of her eye brow, just beneath the temple. She struggled to not look down at her nakedness.
“How bad is it?”
Angela inspected it and said, “Not bad, just a little red. I don’t think it will bruise.”
“I need to lay down.”
Angela stepped back to allow her roommate some space to get her pajamas on, and she went back to her bed and sat again. She was surprised when Beth walked to her bed, folded the comforter down and crawled beneath the single sheet, still completely naked. She had never slept naked before. Angela stared at her. Being the considerate person she was, Angela reached for the light.
“You can leave it on, I’ll gonna fall right asleep. You keep studying.”
“You sure?”
“Yeah, I’ll just roll over and face the wall.”
Beth turned onto her side facing the wall and quickly fell asleep.
Angela stared at her friend. The sheet didn’t quite cover the shoulder blades. It hugged her body at the hips and down the legs. She didn’t take her eyes off of her for the next half hour, before laying down and falling asleep herself.
****
Beth woke up early, her head ached from the alcohol the previous night. She felt especially sore above her eye. She then remembered falling into the closet, then the reason why she fell into the closet, she was flashing her naked body to her friend.
She realized she was still naked, covered only by the sheet. Holding the sheet tightly, Beth rolled so that she was facing Angela’s side of the room. Angela was sleeping, facing away from her. Beth thought of exposing herself to Angela last night. The more she thought about it, the more she got turned on. She wasn’t sure why. Was it because Angela was so innocent. She’s never had sex, let alone even kissed with a boy. She doesn’t swear. Beth continued thinking about it and suddenly got an idea. She quietly pulled the sheet down so that it was across her thighs, completely exposing her body, except her lower legs.
Beth’s nipples immediately began to harden, not just because of the cool air, but also at the anticipation of exposing herself again to her friend. Beth kept her head facing toward Angela to know when to close her eyes and feign sleeping. She thought of the view Angela would have. Getting a bit more daring, Beth quietly extended her left leg out to almost touch the wall at the side of the mattress. With her right leg, she pulled the knee up and out toward the other side of the mattress. She could feel the cool air on her exposed pussy. She felt so dirty, but so excited. She tilted her head up and looked down at her naked body. Thinking it didn’t look natural, she brought her left leg in a bit. She then laid her head back on her pillow and waited for Angela to rouse. Beth would close her eyes and pretend to sleep as Angela rolled over.
Thoughts kept coming to her mind. She had been with boys. She had had sex. One of her most exciting experiences, though not sexual, was a game of truth or dare during a sleep over with her high school friends a year ago in which they all ended up naked. After they were all naked, one of the dares was for a friend to pick another friend to French kiss. The girl, Jill, had picked Beth. Beth objected to it, but she was hushed by all the friends and said it was part of the game. She finally caved to peer pressure. Kissing a friend of the same sex was one thing. Embracing and kissing a naked friend was something completely different. Doing it in front of your 4 other best friends took it to a whole other level. She was very nervous when it was decided that the duration of the kiss was to be one minute in length. The first 10 seconds were awkward. The next 10 seconds they found their groove. The next 40 seconds was passionate and she totally embraced it. When they stopped, the room of 6 girls was completely quiet. They had all been best friends for the previous few years, sharing stories about boys, telling each other about what boy did what with who, but nothing at all had ever happened like this. In fact, the only time they had seen each other naked was briefly in the locker room at school. Not sitting amongst each other. It was at this party that the girls had talked about the shape of the hair on their pubic mounds, or the removal of the hair. It was the following evening that Beth went online and looked in Google Images to get the idea to shave hers into the shape of a rectangle.
Beth’s thoughts from that night was exciting her as she looked at the back of her sleeping roommate. She quietly slid her hand down and, spreading her index and middle fingers, caressed both her right and left labia. Up and down she gently rubbed her lips softly.
She felt her nipple harden some more and her pussy began to moisten. On the next stroke up, her middle finger slipped to her slit and her ring finger took over the duties of caressing her labia along with her index finger. She closed her eyes enjoying the feeling while thinking back to last night and also thinking back to the time with her friends from high school.
<i>How she enjoyed that kiss with her friend. She recalled her vagina moistening then, much like it was right now. </i>
Up and down she rubbed herself, fingers stroking softly. She applied a bit more pressure with her middle finger, her lips spread slightly, excepting it into her folds. She felt her breathing pick up. That kiss, she thought.
She had kissed boys in high school. None of them kissed very good. The kiss from her friend was gentle, and soft, and loving. It was beautiful. She recalled their breasts touching and not caring what the other girls were thinking. Her nipple pressing into the breast of her friend was exciting. She enjoyed her breast being touched. It wasn’t the last time she had kissed Jill, there had been many times since. But all of the other times they were alone.
With her other hand she reached up and caressed the underside of her left breast, using just the tip of her index finger, she drew circles around the areola, tickling and exciting her breast. She loved to excite her breast when she masturbated. With her other hand, she pushed the tip of her middle finger deeper and felt her wetness. She caressed up and down moistening the inside edge of her labia.
It was the alcohol which gave her the courage to strip naked in front of Angela last night. Letting her see her trimmed bush. She was excited when she caught Angela looking at her pussy and breasts. Turning around and bending over giving her a look at her pussy from behind was so arousing thinking of it now.
The next upward stroke, she made contact with her clit, while at the same time grasping her nipple between her finger and thumb. She inhaled slightly. She pinched her nipple and twisted softly. Using her other hand she rubbed her clitoris with the tip of her finger using a circular motion. Her index finger and ring finger slid down and spread herself open. After a bit more clitoral stimulation, she would slide her finger in.
Beth wondered if Anglea had been looking at her when she turned her back to her last night. She wanted to give Angela a better look at her exposed pussy. She had spread her feet a bit. She remembered losing her balance as she fell into the closet. A sharp pain struck her eye. That was why her eye hurt. Oh, please, come help me up, she remembered wishing. It had seemed like a second and she was there helping me. I was naked and she was touching me.
Her middle finger traversed slowly from her clitoris downward.
She was lifting Beth from the closet. While Beth was pretending to be drunker than she actually was and letting her friend do the work. She bent to purposefully cause her hands to slide up under her breasts. Angela was touching the underside of her breasts, it was so exciting to Beth.
Her middle finger slid in to herself to the first knuckle. She withdrew and slid it back in a bit further. The finger was wet and slippery. She pushed it all the way in and waggled it in a circle. She groaned. She thought of the noise she had just made and wondered if it may have stirred Angela. Her eyes opened to find Angela supporting herself on one elbow, facing her. She was looking directly at Beth’s finger buried deep in her pussy.
****
Angela had been awake for the previous hour, unable to sleep, thinking of Angela and her open display of nudity. She couldn’t get the vision out of her head. She wondered if she should groom better, as her pubic bush was quite full. She didn’t know any different, she thought. She lived quite the sheltered life in her small hometown of northern Michigan.
Angela, facing the wall, could hear Beth rustling in the bed behind her. She thought of the way she bent to remove her shorts and her full breasts hanging. Angela wished her breasts were a bit larger. She was a small B cup. She felt like an underdeveloped girl compared to Beth. She sighed and thought she’d attract the wrong kind of attention if her breasts were larger. Probably for the better she didn’t. She just thought how pretty and sexy that Beth was. Any boy would appreciate her body. She sighed again and thought it was nothing to worry about, she had school to worry about, not boys. She rolled over on to her back and looked at the ceiling. Her peripheral vision picked up movement toward Beth’s bed.
Angela turned her head and was shocked to see Beth, fully nude laying on her back with her legs slightly spread. Her fingers were caressing her pussy gently. She appeared to be asleep. Was she dreaming? She had to be, she wouldn’t be openly masturbating in the room.
Angela had never masturbated. The closest she had come to pleasuring herself was pulling her pajama shirt up while lying in bed. She would lightly run her fingers up and down her torso, occasionally lightly brushing her nipples. She liked doing that, and did so often. Well, often when she was back home in the privacy of her own bedroom. She hadn’t done it in the two months since arriving at college.
Angela sat up on her elbow and watched her roommate. Two fingers caressed her labia. She looked again at her rectangle shaped pubic hair. Angela looked up at Beth’s breasts. Her nipples were hard. Angela loved the ache in her breasts when her nipples got hard. She wondered what Beth was dreaming about.
Angela was mesmerized by the scene playing out in front of her. She watched as the other hand came up and began caressing her breast. A moment later she took her nipple in between her finger and noticed that a third finger had joined the assault on her pussy. The middle finger was now sliding up and down the slit and soon began caressing the clitoris.
Angela thought what it would feel like. She had never touched herself for pleasure there. She could feel her own nipples harden, she could also feel a bit of warmth building in her vagina.
Two of Beth’s fingers spread herself open. The pink inners were visible. Like a flower, Angela thought. The middle finger then dipped into her pussy. Angela couldn’t dare to blink. She watched the finger withdraw and then slowly delve in again, this time a bit further. A sheen of wetness could be detected when she pulled it out. Beth then put her finger all the way in to her vagina and it seemed she was wiggling it around as though in search of something deep inside.
A moan escaped from deep in Beth’s throat. She was too mesmerized to look toward her friend, but when she did a moment later, their eyes locked on each other’s.
****
“Oh my God,” Beth screamed, while reaching quickly to the sheet and covering her naked body. She couldn’t believe it. She had gotten carried away in her thoughts and was now humiliated by getting caught with her finger deep in her pussy. She wanted to be seen, but not like this.
They stared each other.
“I’m sorry, Ang. I don’t know what came over me.”
“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to stare. It’s just that I’ve never done…” She paused. “I’ve never seen…” She paused again. “I was wondering how…I was curious, that’s why I was watching.” Her face turned red.
Beth could feel her own face was red, also. Not just from embarrassment, but also from the arousal of the previous moment. She just stared at Angela and her uncomfortableness. Nothing was said as she observed Angela lay back on the bed, probably thinking about what she had just witnessed. Beth though of being on display to her friend in a most sexual way, the she thought of her aching nipples and the warmth spreading in her pussy again.
Beth finally broke the silence.
“You mean you’ve never masturbated, Ang?”
“No,” she whispered.
“So….Have you ever had an orgasm?”
“No, I’ve never been with a boy.”
“Well, you don’t have to be with a guy to have an orgasm. You can give yourself one. What’s the most you’ve ever done with a guy,” Beth inquired while rolling on her side to face Angela.
“I haven’t…” she sighed. “I haven’t done anything. Nothing.”
“Not even a kiss?” Beth had known Angela was shy, but never kissing a guy at the age of 18, that was unheard of. She remembers at the age of 14 and how the unknown had felt. There was so much to experience, she often thought of things regarding the opposite sex.
“I’ve never even held hands with a boy.”
“Look at me Ang.”
Angela continued staring up at the ceiling. A moment later she turned on her left side to face her roommate. Beth noticed a tear rolling down her cheek. Angela grabbed the sheet and wiped it away.
Beth sat up with the sheet still wrapped around her. “What are you crying for, silly? I’m the one that should be embarrassed here. You just witnessed me touching myself, which, by the way I was dreaming and it just happened,” she lied. Angela was quiet. “So why the tear, Ang?”
Angela looked at her. With pain in her face, she said, “I’m 18 years old and I’ve never kissed a boy. I’ve never had an orgasm. I don’t know anything about sex except what I learned in 8th grade sex-ed class.”
“So why don’t you masturbate?”
Angela sighed and thought deeply. Embarrassed she said, “I don’t know how. And, I was taught it’s wrong, too.”
Beth laughed. The pain could be seen on Angela’s face. “I’m sorry, Ang. You just need to, you know, touch yourself.” There was an awkward silence for a moment. “It’s not like it is dirty or anything. Everybody does it.”
“I just don’t want to ruin anything.”
Beth leaned forward. She was smiling, “What would you ruin?”
“The first time, the unknown, it’s dirty, isn’t it? The bible says not to.”
“The first time? Do you mean with a guy?”
Angela nodded.
“The first time with a guy is the worst. It sucked for me. There was nothing special about it. Now, every time since, well, it’s fantastic. And it has no effect on the first time with a guy, it’s completely different.”
Angela seemed sad.
“Did it look dirty, what I was doing? Because it felt damn good.”
“Do you do it often?”
“Umm, yeah, well, when I was at home, alone. Yeah, quite a bit. You should try it. And a couple of times while you were at class.”
Angela stared at Beth. “What does it feel like?”
“Well, it is indescribable. A warmth spreads throughout my body, I feel an almost burning sensation, but a good burn, in the walls of my vagina. My nipples ache. My chest gets hot. My vagina convulses and I get dizzy, almost feeling like I’m going to pass out. All of that combined together, well, it’s just the best thing ever. And I’m not even describing half the feeling. And talking with friends, every girl is a bit different.”
Angela listened intently. She wondered when she would feel that, if she ever would.
Beth stared at her friend. She wanted to help her, but didn’t know how. She then thought of being caught moments ago. She was the one that should be embarrassed, but Angela certainly didn’t seem to mind watching. She thought of Angela saying she didn’t know how to masturbate, and she got a wicked idea.
Beth took a deep breath. She was nervous as hell, but could only get out, “Ang?”
Angela turned and looked at Beth.
Did she dare say it? She decided to. “Would you like to watch me finish? I could show you how I do it, maybe you could learn from it and maybe try it for yourself sometime. Would that be too uncomfortable for you?”
Their eyes met. Beth didn’t know what response she was about to get. Angela sat in the bed and faced her. She looked away for a moment and then back at Beth. “You wouldn’t mind doing that for me? You would show me how to? I mean, I’m still not sure I’ll do it, but if I ever decide to…”
Beth was happy for this response, but now felt very nervous that she had just offered to, and was about to, masturbate for her roommate to see. “Ummm, yeah. It would have to be our secret. You could never tell anyone.”
Angela nodded assuredly. “Oh, of course. I would never betray your trust. I would never, ever tell anyone.”
Beth smiled at her. “Well, okay then.” She gave a nervous laugh. “Then, well, come sit over here. On the end of the bed.”
Beth turned and propped her three pillows up against the headboard and leaned back into them as Angela sat at the other end of the bed. She sat Indian style, holding her pillow to her chest, leaning forward a bit.
Still wrapped in the sheet, Beth gave a nervous laugh. “Ummm, well.”
Angela sensed her friend’s nervousness. “You don’t have to Beth. It’s okay, I can see you’re not completely comf…”
“No, I want to. For you. It’s okay.”
Angela gave a nervous smile and nodded. “Okay then, I want to learn…for you to teach me.”
Beth had been holding the sheet around herself, she loosened it and slowly opened it, revealing her body to her friend, once again.
Angela smiled at her. “You’re beautiful, Beth. Everything about you.”
“Thank you. So are you.” She smiled back at her friend. “Well, I sometimes like to start by caressing myself lightly. It sort of stimulates me and excites me. Usually I’ll get a goose bumbs. It excites my boobs…my nipples.” She began lightly caressing her stomach and up around her breasts.
“I do that, too. I like the feeling,” Angela stated.
Beth smiled at her. “Well, you’re not as inexperienced as you thought then, are you?”
Angela smiled back, shaking her head. “I guess not.”
Beth said, “Look at my nipples how they’re hardening up. It feels really good. Look at the goose bumps on my boobs.” Beth was enjoying her friend looking at her, she could feel a moistness beginning to develop in her pussy.
She tried to get more comfortable. She leaned back a bit more and pushed her bottom forward. She continued describing what was happening. “I’m feeling my pussy getting warm inside.”
Angela didn’t like that word, but she wasn’t going to say that to her friend. She just nodded, knowingly.
“So now, I like to continue playing with my breasts, while at the same begin touching myself down there.” Upon saying that, Beth lifted her feet and pulled them toward her a bit, then she let her knees fall to the side. In doing so, her labia spread apart exposing her pink insides.