My roommate, Kristy, had a date and would likely be out all night.

With no plans of my own, I decided to indulge in a rare evening of my favorite guilty-pleasure porn with my vibrator at the ready.

Oral sex has always been one of my favorite sexual acts, especially if I’m on the receiving end. Watching a seriously sexy woman go to town on her equally hot friend’s pussy always left my own body strung tight and aching for attention. As I focused on the horny ladies on my computer screen, I reached for my vibrator and placed it on the lowest setting before bringing it to my slit.

The bell-shaped tip stimulated my clit until I could feel the buzz spreading across my body. I rolled the vibrator over the sensitive bud, carefully working myself into a frenzy. Familiarity with my body makes it possible to knock out quick, satisfying orgasms in rapid succession. I was so close to coming for the first time when I heard the creak of the hinges on the dorm-room door. The door that happened to sit directly opposite my bed.

Kristy stood at the threshold. I froze like a deer in the headlights. Seconds of shocked silence felt like much longer. Then Kristy shut the door and started walking toward me.

Mortified, I quickly pulled the sheets over my exposed crotch.

“No, don’t stop,” Kristy said. An adorable blush bloomed on her dimpled cheeks. “Why should both of our evenings be a bust?” She peeled back the sheets and curled her fingers around the base of the vibrator that still hummed against my pussy. Her fingers twisted the dial to turn up the speed, making my eyes roll back into my head.

The mattress sagged as she took a seat next to me. Her long eyelashes fanned across her cheek when she averted her gaze from mine.

“You don’t mind if I join you tonight… do you?”

My Friday night suddenly became a lot more interesting. Before I could formulate a response, the vibrator slid along my slit and circled my entrance. The sensations were different than the ones that rang through my clit. My body responded greedily. Every nerve seemed to scream for more—for penetration.

Finally, Kristy slid the vibrator inside, drawing a groan from me. The pulsing sensations of the vibe mingled perfectly with her hard thrusts. The toy rubbed against a sweet spot inside my pussy, and I groaned again. My hips rocked into Kristy’s rhythm, eagerly taking every inch of the toy.

Restless energy surged through my muscles. Every part of me was strung incredibly tight. My legs shook, twitching from the tension. Pleasure made talking nearly impossible, but I wanted to answer her question, so I forced myself to whisper, “I’d love it if you joined me.”

“I was hoping you’d say that,” she responded with a purr, plunging the vibrator even deeper into my core. She twisted the shaft as it entered me, nudging it against that elusive oh-my-God spot inside. My lower lip trembled, and I tugged it between my teeth to anchor myself.

“The line between pain and pleasure blurred as my pussy spasmed.”

Though I was already fighting to catch my breath as erotic vibrations rippled through my body, Kristy seemed to think I required even more stimulation.

Stars burst before my eyes and I nearly shot off the bed when she pressed her fingers against my clit. Sensation overwhelmed me. My hips rocked toward her touch, demanding more of the intoxicating caresses she was delivering.

Another flick of her finger over my clit offered an enticing taste of oblivion. I angled my hips to increase the pressure. At the same time the vibrator tilted inside my pussy, connecting with that sweet spot again. It was a combination that had an explosive impact.

The line between pain and pleasure blurred as my pussy spasmed around the vibrator. It was the sweetest torture. Almost impossible to take, but somehow nowhere near enough. Every contraction stoked the dull ache inside me, fanning the flames of desire even higher. I’d never experienced such a desperate need that seemed near impossible to fulfill.

A trickle of arousal leaked from my pussy. The fluid tickled my over-sensitized flesh as it lubricated my delicate cleft. Kristy’s finger gathered the moisture and spread it along the swollen lips of my sex, which were stretched by the toy.

“You look delicious,” she whispered.

The pad of Kristy’s thumb circled my clit, ripping a groan from me. My back arched off the bed while my hips ground against her hand. “First, I’m going to make you come on this pink, glittery cock,” she said with lust coloring her voice. “And then I’m going to lick you until you come like a fountain.”

As if on cue, a wild orgasm rocked my body. Tremors rolled over me in endless waves, tensing and relaxing the muscles in a dizzying rhythm.

Gradually, I regained my senses, panting in an effort to catch my breath.

“That’s one orgasm,” she said as she slid the big vibrator from my pussy. “Let’s see how many more I can make you have with my mouth.”

Her lips latched onto my clit and sucked the delicate bud so intensely my ass lifted off the bed. My head rolled from side to side on the pillow. It was my body’s desperate attempt to get myself back under control. But I was failing.

Kristy was dedicated to driving me wild. My breath came out in a hiss when her teeth dragged across my clit. The primitive action renewed my desire and made me desperate for more.

I wound my fingers through Kristy’s hair at the roots, pulling her face flush against my pussy. A low rumble in her chest vibrated against my clit and made me groan. My thighs hugged her head, my muscles twitching with the unspent energy of another oncoming orgasm.

While Kristy’s mouth worked my clit, her finger toyed with my entrance. She swirled the pooling moisture around my delicate opening. My hips rose to meet Kristy’s digit as her tongue continued to rain little flicks against my clit. Finally, her finger slipped inside me, and I moaned loudly. My pussy walls pulsated, contracting and rippling around the invader. Then she added another finger, stretching me even tighter.

The effect was maddening. With two fingers inside me and Kristy’s lips locked around my clit, a second orgasm wasn’t just a possibility, it was inevitable. In fact, it was roaring toward me like a freight train. The familiar tremble of pleasure rocked my muscles until my body shook from the force of my impending ecstasy.

When her tongue flicked against my clit, I was a goner. A scream rang in my ears. It took me a moment to realize that the sound came from me. That exclamation was the only thing keeping me grounded while an orgasm roared through my body and stole my breath. I struggled to absorb all the pleasure that had me tingling from my head to my toes.

My roommate and I had crossed the line from friends to lovers.

That simple thought stoked the fire inside me, taking me even higher. My hips bucked against Kristy’s lips, grinding into her in an effort to eke out the last moments of my bliss.

Even as my body shook, Kristy continued to eat me with enthusiasm. She crooked the finger inside me and massaged me hard, managing to draw my orgasm out longer than I ever could have thought possible. My contracting muscles gripped her digit again, but this time when I bucked I felt a warm rush of liquid flow between my legs.

Panting, I sagged into the comfort of the massage for a moment, willing my heartbeat to return to a normal rate. I finally relaxed, and Kristy pulled away from me. When I opened my eyes I found her reclined on the opposite side of the bed. Her skirt was flipped up over her stomach, revealing a bare pussy.

Kristy toyed with the vibrator, rolling it in her hands before lifting it to her lips. She swirled her tongue over the head of the thick pink shaft.

“Mmm, tasty,” she purred. “But now it’s my turn.”

She pressed the vibrator to her entrance, barely hesitating before burying it to the hilt. Another twinge of desire stirred inside me. I wanted to give Kristy the same delirious pleasure she’d bestowed upon me.

I crawled to where she lay on the bed and ran my hands along her inner thighs. Her legs fell open even wider for me, framing the pussy she was fucking with abandon. My mouth watered. I wanted to taste that pussy.

I leaned over Kristy and flicked my tongue across her clit. Once. Twice. The third time her hips rose off the bed.

“More,” she screamed.

Her desperation spurred me onward. I lavished her clit with quick little strokes like a cat lapping at cream. Occasionally, I would feel the mild buzz of the vibrator echoing from her skin to my lips.

Then I closed my lips around Kristy’s clit and sucked. Her hips bucked violently against my mouth. Moans gave way to throaty screams as Kristy came apart beneath my tongue.

The musky scent of Kristy’s juice was overwhelming. I wanted to bottle it and bathe in it. Since neither was an option, I just kept licking, content to surround myself with her scent for as long as conceivably possible.

Another flick of my tongue made Kristy’s tremors even more intense. When her cries finally quieted and the shaking ceased, I pressed a final kiss to her clit and sat up on the bed.

Kristy was staring at me from beneath her lowered lashes. Her chest rose and fell rapidly with every breath. She licked her lips before whispering, “This semester is starting to look a lot better.”

Later that evening Kristy asked me to be her fuck buddy for the long term. It was an offer I absolutely could not refuse.

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