I met Stephanie for the first time at college our freshman year. She was my roommate.

Her looks were striking. Stephanie was utterly beautiful and very sexy in her own mysterious way. Her straight black hair flowed around her thin figure. Her legs were long and looked smoother than silk, and her waist looked very tiny, especially in comparison to her large, round, voluptuous breasts. I had to believe that Stephanie was every man’s dream.

As the weeks progressed I found myself staring more and more at Stephanie’s perfectly curvaceous body. I wondered if there were any particular reasons that she hardly ever undressed when I was in the room. On the rare occasions she did, she would manage to change into a new outfit without showing an inch of newly exposed skin. This ritual undressing piqued my interest — what beauty was Stephanie hiding underneath those clothes?

I had never been attracted to a woman before, but my interest in Stephanie had grown into an obsession. I often awoke dripping wet from dreaming of her, but it wasn’t until later in the semester that my dreams became reality.

At the end of the semester Stephanie and I attended the college’s annual Christmas ball. It was a long night, but we eventually made it home. When Stephanie asked me to help her remove her dress so that she could get into bed, I was only too happy to assist. I brushed her long black hair down her back and unzipped the dress, which fell to the floor. There stood Stephanie in her tiny white lace thong, garter belt, and bra. She turned to me, and I could see right through the sheer underwear to her beautiful nipples and perfectly shaved pussy. I helped her remove the garter belt and stockings. Then I unhooked the bra, setting Stephanie’s huge breasts free. As she stood there nearly naked I became almost angry that she had kept her beautiful body from me. But then the moment was over, and she climbed into bed.

I proceeded to undress myself, and I got into my bed, across the room from the almost naked Stephanie. I was not at all tired. My nipples were hard, and I was dripping wet. I had gotten such a charge out of seeing that gorgeous body that I certainly would not be able to fall asleep now. I took my hands and began to rub them over my breasts. I let one of my hands wander down to my pussy. My fingers slid right inside, and I moved my fingers in and out, faster and faster.

By now I was extremely turned on, and became even more so when I looked across the room to find Stephanie lying innocently on her bed, both pink nipples fully exposed. Finally I couldn’t control myself any longer. I climbed out of my bed and walked over to hers. I sat down and placed my hands delicately over her breasts. I slowly began to massage them, and her nipples immediately became erect. I ran my hand over her nipples, rolling them gently between my fingers. I bent over and kissed her breasts, giving each nipple a flick of my tongue. Her breasts were obviously enjoying the attention they were receiving, but did she have any idea that it was I who was pleasing her? I looked up at Stephanie’s face, only to find that she was very much awake and looking right at me.

My first impulse was to run out of the room, but at that moment Stephanie whispered in a lustful voice that she had never felt so turned on in her life. I pulled the covers off her body and paused for a moment to admire her. Her panties were stained with her juices, and I could no longer wait to tear them off. They were the only thing separating our hot, yearning bodies from each other. I tore the flimsy lace thong off, revealing Stephanie’s last hidden part. I had dreamed of this moment often, but now that it was here it was more magnificent than I could have imagined.

I spread Stephanie’s legs apart and began to lick the lips of her vagina. As I flicked my tongue back and forth over her clit, she moaned in ecstasy. Then, in one sudden motion, she shot up and pushed me down on my back. She placed her pussy over my face and I licked her delicious juices. Then she ran her tongue over my pussy and gently sucked as well. We were in paradise. We both came several times that night, screaming with pleasure on each occasion.

After that night Stephanie and I had several other sexual encounters together. Of course, no experience compared with that first night in our room after the Christmas ball. I will always remember Stephanie as the friend who gave me the most memorable Christmas present ever.