Steamy Dorm

by Kristine Robinson

  It feels amazing to have both of us pressed against this toy that rubs and vibrates just right. She rocks her hips, controlling how much pressure and where the toy is between us. I watch her effectively ride me and it looks beautiful. Her breasts bounce with each motion and her moaning sounds even better than before.

  I moan for her and moan her name. I watch her smile. The vibrations course through our bodies as our moaning becomes louder. I try to hold out for her, not knowing how close she actually is. Then she reaches down to grasp my hand and I know she is close.

  Our bodies tense and shiver. We moan each other’s names. Her legs clamp shut so that we are stuck together. The toy continues to vibrate and we ride out the blissful orgasm that it brings forward. We can’t stop moaning and quaking.

  It all becomes too much and she finally presses a button on the toy to make it stop. She flops down beside me, and we smile and laugh with one another. She kisses me tenderly and I kiss her back. I look into her eyes and she looks into mine.

  After a few minutes I have my hand back between her legs, thrusting deep inside her to feel every inch of her depths. She moans and reciprocates with two fingers inside me. I moan out and she surprises me with something no one has ever done. I didn’t know it was possible to feel even more pleasure. She curls her fingers inside me and rubs a spot behind my pelvic bone that make me lose control.

  We writhe and moan and lick and touch until the sun comes up and at least an hour past that. It isn’t until neither of us can make comprehensible sentences that we take the time to lie next to each other and just cuddle.

  We loosely hold one another. She pulls a thin sheet over us, we kiss, and she smiles at me. We look deep into each other’s eyes for at least a few minutes before we can’t keep our eyelids open any longer. Once we are asleep, everything seems peaceful.

  The sun crosses the sky, reaches its apex then begins its descent. She is the first to stir. We fell asleep around sunrise and wake around sunset. I wake up to Tabby lightly caressing my cheek. When I finally blink my eyes open she leans in and kisses my forehead. I stretch and sit up to kiss her lips.

  “That was an amazing night, Tabby.”

  She smiles. “It was. We should do it again some time.”

  We laugh with one another. She gets up and goes to her dresser to pick out new clothes. I then realize that my clothes are strewn about and I didn’t bring anything extra besides the panties in my purse. I crawl on the bed, looking around the close perimeter for any article of my clothing. I spot my stockings and my shirt.

  I grab the shirt and pull it on then sit at the edge of the bed and watch her get dressed. She hooks on a black bra and pulls on a loose pink shirt with sleeve holes that go down to her hips. Then she grabs a black thong, pulls it on, and finds a tight pair of black jeans. She notices me watching her and slowly pulls her pants on, shifting her weight from foot to foot so that her rear bounces from side to side. It makes me smile. Finally her pants are up, she turns around, hooks her thumbs on either side of the zipper, and pulls them down a bit like a little strip tease.

  I look up at her with a look that taunts her to pull her pants down. She laughs and zips them up. I get up and try to find my skirt. I find it somewhere near the lamp a good five feet from the bed. After pulling it on I realize I still haven’t found my bra or panties from the previous night. She realizes what I’m looking for and starts to help me look.

  We head down stairs and I grab my purse so I can at least have some amount of underwear. She admires that I was at least somewhat prepared. We look around for a good twenty minutes with nothing. We shrug it off.

  She goes into her tiny kitchen and starts making us some tea. We chat a bit about last night and I ask her more about Cass and Suri. I sit on the couch, chatting and admiring her artwork, when I happen to look higher up than usual and see my bra dangling between the bannisters up in the loft.

  I start cracking up and she looks at me like I just went insane. Then she walks over next to me and looks up to where I’m laughing at. She bursts out laughing and heads back up into the loft. She moves the chair in front of the bannisters and frees my bra from the carpet. She brings it back down for me.

  “I’m still missing my panties though.”

  We have another good laugh about that.

  After we have our tea she drives me home, assuring me that she will return my panties to me washed and clean whenever they show up. The drive home is nice and as we near my home the pit in my stomach returns. I just had this amazing night with her but only because of that initial lie.

  She pulls up in front of my house and from the street we can hear my parents arguing. I didn’t tell them I was going out last night. Maybe they noticed and decided to blame each other for my absence. I sit there looking at my front door.

  Tabby turns to me, “I won’t make you leave if you don’t want to.”

  “I should.”

  “What’s going on, if you don’t mind me asking?”

  I take a deep breath and tell her about my parents getting a divorce. I keep talking and I can’t really stop it. I end up telling her about Greg and how when I met her I had just been told to leave his house so he could do a raid in his game. I told her everything.

  She sat there and listened to it all. I don’t know what she was feeling, her expression never really changed. I started telling her how I felt and that I wanted to tell her earlier but every time we kissed I felt happy and didn’t want to mess that up. She nodded and looked forward with her hands on the steering wheel.

  We sat there in silence for a moment. I could feel the tears slowly start welling up in my eyes. I reach out for the door handle and pop the door open. Just then she places her hand on my thigh. I look down at her hand than over at her. She’s sitting there looking at me with a smile. She leans and kisses me softly on the lips.

  “I don’t blame you for not telling me about Greg. Sure I’m a little unhappy by it, but what guy wouldn’t want a piece of this?” she asks motioning to my body. “He’s the one who is fucked up if he can’t see that he had an amazing woman. But, I guess his loss is my gain.”

  She smiles and kisses me again. I can’t hold back the tears and they slide down my cheeks as I try to wipe them away and smile. She throws the car in park and turns off the engine. She gets out of the car and motions for me to join her.

  I get out of the car and wipe my cheeks again. She leans over the roof of the car, her breasts pressed against it making her cleavage look amazing. Not that my eyes caught notice of this or anything.

  “I still have the room open at my place and I can hear,” she nods her head towards my house, “that this isn’t exactly a happy place for you to be. Would you like to grab a bag or two and come stay at my place for a while?”

  I couldn’t believe what she had just said. Really we have had coffee once, went to a bar once, and then I spent an amazing night with her. Not what I would call a friendship exactly, but I don’t think we are dating either. She sees my hesitance and confusion.

  “No strings attached Annie. Just a place to chill and get away.”

  I nod and throw my purse back into the car. We head up into my house where my parents are arguing about why I didn’t come home last night. They are standing in the dining room right across the hall from my room. Tabby walks in with me and we go straight to my room.

  Mother notices us and screams her head off asking where I was and what I was doing and how could I not call her, all that stuff. I turn to confront her when Tabby brings me into a passionate kiss, right there, in front of my parents. Their arguing stops dead in its tracks. I can’t believe it myself.

  Once she stops kissing me, she turns to my parents with an innocent smile, and heads right into my room. I look at my parents and see the looks of absolute shock on their faces. Mother’s jaw is on the floor and she can’t make more than one syllables gasps. Father’s face is beet red as though me bringing home a girl instead of Greg is a complete abomination.

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sp; I shrug and go into my room, closing the door behind me. My parents begin arguing again and Tabby places her hand on my cheek. I know everything will be okay. She helps me pack up a few bags of clothes, toiletries, and needed items.

  We open the door and my parents stop for a moment to watch me leave the house. We toss the bags in the trunk and get in the car. Tabby reaches over to hold my hand. I close my hand on hers.

  “It will be okay, Annie.”

  I start crying because I know she is telling me the truth. She starts the car and we drive back to her place. I watch the trees and buildings go by the window and each streetlight that shines by feels a bit brighter. Each one makes me feel like another layer is being removed and making it okay.

  We get to her building and lug the bags up to her apartment. She kisses me softly and immediately goes into the bathroom. I hear her turn on the water and walk over to see what she is doing.

  Tabby is kneeling on the tile floor next to the tub with her hand under the stream of water, feeling the temperature. Once she is satisfied she plugs the drain and begins filling the tub. She goes over to a cabinet and rummages around until she finds a purple bottle with pictures of bubbles on it. She pours some into the bath and the bubbles being to froth over the top of the bath water.

  She comes up to me and pulls me into the bathroom. Slowly she removes my clothes, piece by piece. She keeps at least one hand on me at all times and each time I try to talk she touches a finger to my lips. I just smile and sigh at her touch.

  Tabby starts by sliding her hands up my stomach and lifting my shirt off with one hand while the other caresses my cheek. She kisses the tip of me nose while unhooking my bra. She drops it to the floor and slides her hands down to my skirt. She slowly slides it and my panties down, letting me step out of them.

  Once I am naked she checks the water level and turns off the faucet. She undresses herself and hugs me. I nuzzle into her shoulder, loving her warm naked body pressed against me. Tabby helps me step into the bath and I sit in the water. She steps in behind me and sits down. I lean up against her.

  Tabby has her arms wrapped around me. I lean my head to one side as she kisses my neck. I caress her thigh with one hand and hold her crossed arms with the other. Her breasts are warm and soft against my back. We sit there in the bath together in silence.

  I feel safe here, wanted here. I enjoy her touch on my body and the heat of the water. She caresses my body and I begin to forget my troubles. Every worry that I had before starts disappearing into the bubbles. I sigh happily as she lightly sucks on my neck. Her hands move to caress my breasts gently.

  She massages my breasts gently and lightly touches my nipples. It feels more relaxing than it does arousing. Her hands hook under my breasts and gently massage my ribs. The massage continues down my sides to my hips then back up to my breasts.

  I keep one hand on her thigh, gently grasping it. I move my other hand up around to her hair and run my fingers through it. I can feel the smile come across her lips. She keeps one hand on my breast and slides the other one down my body and down between my legs.

  My body shivers and shakes in her hands. Airy, gasping moans escape my lips. My fingers curl through her hair, holding her close to me. Her lips kiss my neck, shoulders, and up to my ear. She whispers in my ear and I shiver.

  She presses one finger gently against my clitoris and begins to caress it. Her touch is amazing. She has my nipple between her fingers, rolling it back and forth. Her hand clutches my breast firmly, kisses my neck softly, and slips a finger inside me slowly. She massages my breast in her palm as her finger thrusts in and out of my body quickly.

  My soft moaning becomes deeper and louder. She slips another finger inside me. She thrusts faster in and out. The water begins splashing about as a twitch and squirm. A third finger gets pressed inside me and I scream out in pleasure.

  Her hand grasping my breast holds me firmly against her. I can’t get away and I don’t want to. She thrusts in and out of me and I love how it feels. She sends wave after wave of pleasure through my body.

  I lose myself in the bath with her. I thought last night was the best ever. Now that she has me under the bubbles, in the warm water, it’s like I am melting around her. She keeps her body pressed against me so I can’t squirm away.

  A few times I try to turn towards her or try to slide my hand behind me. Each time she stops me and tells me to think of myself, let myself give in to it all. After the fourth time of trying to reciprocate I let myself do what she said. I lie there against her body and let her take me on the ride of my life.

  The moans that escape my body are a fanfare that shake the very walls of my being. My body shakes and quivers in her grasp. Every time she makes me moan or scream I can feel myself give in to her more. It feels amazing to not be thinking of anything or anyone else but me. She has given me that permission and I want it now more than ever.

  She keeps going until I can no longer take any more. I lie there against her, panting heavily. She caresses my body and kisses my neck.

  “You’re safe with me Annie.”

  I want to turn around and kiss her but I can’t get my body to do that for me. I want to tell her how I feel. I realize it may be a bit silly but no one has made me feel this way. I lean my head against her shoulder and turn to look at her. She looks down at me and smiles. Her lips against mine feel amazing. When we kiss time stops and nothing else matters.

  Her lips brush my ears and she whispers, “I love you too.”

  First Time In College

  ~ Bonus Story ~

  A First Time Lesbian Romance

  Kate has always been the hardworking straight A student. She tries hard to live up to her parents' expectations and do well in school. As she starts her freshman year of college, she is eager to continue to make her parents proud. She plans to study hard and get a business degree that will please her type-A lawyer parents. But Kate wants something else too. While she never had time to make friends in high school, she wants to make socializing a priority now. Kate finds more than a friendship when she meets Maddie.

  Maddie is everything that Kate isn't. She's confident, suave, and self-assured. Kate quickly becomes captivated by her and finds herself quickly falling for this enigmatic young woman, with such piercing ice-blue eyes.

  But Maddie may not be everything that she seems. Referred to by many as “the person who can get things” on campus, Kate has a feeling that Maddie may be involved in some disingenuous dealings.

  Can Kate see past the dark side of Maddie? And will Maddie be able to forgive her for struggling too?

  * * *

  “Well, at least your dorm is close to the library.”

  Kate's father frowned, as he glanced around the courtyard, surveying the buildings and structures around him. Then he said, more to himself than to anyone else, “Yes, this will do fine.”

  “It's great!” Kate exclaimed. “Wasn't my dorm gorgeous! So many colleges have such small bedrooms, but the doubles here are huge!”

  Kate's mother pursed her lips.

  “Speaking of doubles, I do wish that you would consider switching to a single.”

  Kate rolled her eyes.

  “Mom, we already talked about this. Part of going to college is meeting new people. I want to make friends, and my roommate seems so nice.”

  Kate grinned, thinking of the spunky, wild-haired young woman that had greeted them, as Kate and her parents had brought Kate's bags into the top-floor bedroom. The girl's eyes had flashed brilliantly, and she had grinned with a coy little mouth. She had thrown smiles their way, before there had been any reason to.

  Kate's mother snorted.

  “Nice? I don't think you need to be friends with anyone who can't even manage a proper hairstyle, let alone live with them. What was her name again?”

  “Natalie, Mom. Her name is Natalie and lots of girls wear their hair short. You're just too old-fashioned. You don't keep up with the trends. Besides, I'm really lucky to have such
a friendly roommate. Not everyone ends up rooming with someone that they could potentially be friends with.”

  “Alright,” her father interrupted. “That's enough talk about socializing and friends. None of that is what you're here for. Now, we've accepted that you just don't want to go into law, like your mother and I did. We've accepted that you would rather major in Business Management. That's okay with us. It's not as prestigious or as exciting as the practice of law, but it's still a good field for a smart and ambitious girl like you. So, we're okay with all of this. What we are not okay with, is spending a fortune for you to make friends and play games. Do you understand what I'm saying?”

  Kate nodded her head and blinked rapidly. She recognized that edge in her father's voice. She was used to this pressure, to these expectations. The persistent pushing and goading of her parents was like a constant hum, the white noise of her life.

  “Okay then,” her father said. He clapped a hand upon Kate's shoulder and nodded without meeting her eyes.

  Kate's mother embraced her in a bony hug. Kate felt her mother's body shake, as the small woman choked down a series of barely-restrained sobs.

  Her mother released her, and Kate said her goodbyes to each of them.

  Just before walking away, her father gave her a look that was both level and solemn.

  “We expect great things from you, Katherine. Remember that.”

  “I will, Dad,” she whispered, and then spinning on her heel, made her way back across the courtyard, towards her dorm room; her new home.

  ***

  “Don't be such a wet noodle!” Natalie cried. “Come to this party with us!”

  Kate looked around at the other girls in the room. Part of her wanted to stick with her original arguments. She wasn't here to party. She should really be taking tonight to review her class schedule, reference the campus map, and plan out her route for the next morning. She would need to plan what time to leave, and figure out where to study during downtime between classes.