Date: Sun, 25 Sep 2005 21:55:14 +0000 From: David A Subject: Roommates (FF) If you like this story, please jot down a few words and let me know! You can also visit my personal website: http://lesbianobsession.net When Shannon came home to the apartment she shared with her roommate, the dreadfully cute blonde Angie, she felt all worn out. It was the end of a rough day, no actually it was the end of a fucking-awful-and-one-of-the-worst-and-longest-days ever. A hot relaxing bath would be just the right medicine for that, she thought to herself when the door opened up. Oh, Angie was apparently home already? She could hear the shower running at full speed, and she noticed the door to the bathroom was half open. Some steam came floating out through the opening, and Shannon felt a pleasant scent in the air. She thinks she has the apartment for herself, Shannon thought and smiled. Angie was singing softly, she actually had a pretty nice voice. The thought of sneaking a peek on her roommate had been drifting around in Shannon's head for a few days now, she just couldn't get it out. So what, she thought. Angie is a very pretty girl and what's the harm in looking.. Shannon took a few steps towards the bathroom but stopped. What would she do if Angie spotted her? Yell "surprise, I'm home!"? Nah, it wasn't worth it. It won't make anything better, just leave it there and get over it, Shannon told herself. Instead, she called out "Angie?" - "You're home?", Angie replied from the shower. "Save some hotwater for me will you, I need to take a bath when you're done". Angie laughed and said "Sure, I'll leave a few drops! I made you dinner by the way, but you were late so it's in the fridge. Just put it in the microwave!". "Thanks a bunch Angie!". Shannon took the warm plate out from the oven and brought it to her computer. Great, she thought, now I can make a quick update on my website. While eating, she wrote a short diary note about her horrible day, she also found some picture galleries she liked and added them to the blog. It was really easy, so it was all done in no time. She finished her meal and lend Angie another thought, she was still in the shower. The water was off but Shannon could hear her humming in there, obviously in a good mood. An image of Angie naked, all covered with that hot water pouring down her nicely shaped body, appeared for her inner sight. But she shoved it away, and just about then she heard a melody playing on her cellphone. "Angie, I have to go and take care of something, I'll be back in a sec!". "Okey!". When Shannon came home again, Angie sat at the table. She was eating an apple and her hair was still moist. "Hi honey, just had to do this thing, I'll explain later.. now I really need that bath so bad..!". "Rough day Shannon?" she asked. "Man.. you have no idea. It was the worst day ever! Thank you so much for the dinner", Shannon said and gave her a grateful kiss on the cheek. "No big deal, but do you mind doing the dishes later? I have a date tonight", Angie replied. "Of course!", Shannon replied and turned on the water in the bathtub. They could talk all about it later, she thought, now all she needed was some privacy and recreational time for herself. "I could give you a massage after your bath, if you want", Angie said and raised her voice to be heard through the door. "That would be heaven", Shannon replied. 40 minutes later she was lying face down in Angie's bed, wearing nothing but panties. Her butt was covered with a white towel though. Angie was straddling it, and in the middle of stroking oil all over her back. Shannon could feel the tense muscles starting to give away and loosen up when the hands worked their magic on them. Angie was really good at this, she thought, and that massage oil she always used smells so good. Shannon closed her eyes, exhaled slowly, it sounded almost like a sigh, and felt more and more relaxed. Only one lamp was lit, and it gave the room a cosy atmosphere. "I could lie down like this the whole evening", she told Angie. "Well, you better not cause I have a man waiting for me, in.. let's see, two hours." - "Forget about him", Shannon replied and moaned silently when Angie rubbed her shoulders. Angie's touch was firm but gentle, the backrubs she gave never hurt like a few other masseurs and masseuses she'd tried. Angie was more gentle and considerate, she took her time and never rushed. Shannon knew she had the best roommate she could ever wish for. "Shannon?", Angie asked with a soft voice, now rubbing on the lower back parts. "Could I ask you a.. question? Please don't freak out, but I have thought about this now and I really want to.. ask you.". Shannon had difficulties trying to swallow, what was Angie talking about? "Sure", she said. "I.. went in to your room when you were gone, to get the plate and put it in water, and I accidently bumped in to your computer mouse", Angie started. Shannon felt her face heating up, like she was catching a fever just out of the blue. "So the screensaver went off", Angie continued, "and I.. saw this website with naked girls and stuff, and thought you were only looking at porn like for fun, but then..". Shannon closed her eyes and let out a trembling sigh, "Look Angie, I can explain..". Angie pretended she didn't hear, "But then I saw my name, so I had to read you know? You.. It had to be you, I figured that out pretty quick, you wrote.. about me, and.. so what I wanted to ask you and please be honest, do you, I mean... are you a lesbian?" Shannon felt stunned, shocked. How could she be so stupid and forget to shut down the browser? She had it coming, she really had it coming.. Angie was still stroking her back, and Shannon felt guilty and ashamed. Like she'd been caught with her pants down. Her secret wasn't her secret anymore, yes she thought about girls occasionally and she liked to watch attractive women in the nude, but this was something new for her, something she haven't really figured out yet. Shannon's thoughts spinned around, Angie said nothing. She wasn't a lesbian, no way, she still fancied boys just like before, and felt much more attracted to a naked male body than the female opposite. "If you're not going to answer that question", Angie started of again with her voice almost quivering, "just listen to me, cause.. I guess I have kept a secret from you too Shannon. Oh god, why does it have to be so hard telling you this?". Shannon was speachless, and what was there to say anyway? She was worried of what Angie would tell her, it just couldn't be anything good. Why wasn't she angrier, why didn't she scream and threw curses at her, why was she still sitting there on top of her ass rubbing her back? When would she burst out? All these questions made it hard for Shannon to stay focused. She expected hell to unleash at any moment and steeled herself. "Look, I.. am not lesbian or anything. But.. I do.. I have like thought about, you know, stuff. Girls. And.. I think you have similar thoughts, and that's why I decided to work up the balls to tell you.. this. I feel really stupid now, can you please say something, Shannon? Please?". "I..", Shannon said, not having a clue what was going to blurt out next. "I.. think about it too. But, I'm not a lesbian either, I love guys and I'm not even sure I would ever.. actually be with another girl, I don't know, it's really making me confused. I don't think I want to.. you know, with a girl.. cause it makes me afraid, but I.. can't stop thinking about, what it would be like, either.". Shannon was surprised she revealed so much to her friend, but it also felt good talking about it, like a burden on her shoulder suddenly turned so much lighter. "Have you.. thought about.. how I look in the nude?", Angie asked quietly with a light shiver in her voice. Shannon went stiff and said "No I haven't". "But I read it in your diary..". Shannon felt the panic slowly emerging, "It was.. just for show, a joke. I knew the guys would love it, so that's why I wrote it. I have never thought about you in other ways than as a friend. I swear!". "I want to..", Angie started but left the sentence hanging in the air. "What?", Shannon asked. "Nothing.", came the reply and Angie went quiet. Her hands was still working on Shannon's back. Shannon was starting to feel restless, almost uncomfortable just lying there with her bare breasts resting against the sheets. Angie's thighs, pressed against her sides, and the way she moved when she slightly switched position on top of her, it was all so distracting. She was trying to sort things out in her mind, but couldn't. She pictured herself completely naked, with Angie also undressed, sitting on her ass and rubbing oil all over her back. Angie leaned down, until her breasts touched... No! Shannon felt both terrified and excited over the thought of her and Angie naked together. She promised herself not think about it, not now. She just wanted to lie there, endure the massage until it was done, and then.. just be alone in her own room to think. And eventually work this out with Angie, no matter how difficult it felt at this point. They could not live together if something like this was left unspoken between them. But right now was not the time, Shannon thought. She just wanted to lay still, and don't think any.. naughty thoughts. Which became impossible when Angie suddenly moved back to sit down over Shannon's back thighs, and removed the towel. "Angie?", Shannon asked with a trembling voice. "Are you done?". "No..", Angie whispered. "If you want me to stop just say.. stop, okay?". Her hands started kneading on Shannon's thighs, then she changed into long strokes all the way from the back of the knees and changed direction back, just before she reached the two soft bulging mounds above, the ones separated with a thin cleft. She continued doing this, changing between rubbing and kneading, then those suggesting long strokes up and down along the thighs. Shannon had the word "stop" on her lips, but she couldn't bring herself to say it. She had to admit it felt really good and she didn't want it to stop. She was more than aware of the tiny slim thongs she had on, she wouldn't have exposed much more skin without them. Angie seemed to read her mind, because Shannon felt fingers hooking her panties and when Angie started to pull them down, Shannon blurted out: "Stop!" "Are you sure?", Angie asked. Shannon was going to reply that she was sure, but the truth is she wasn't sure at all. "I.. don't know", she said quietly. "Are you scared Shannon?", Angie asked and Shannon knew she wasn't taunting her. "Yes", she said and Angie revealed "I'm scared too". There was a moment of silence between them, then Angie continued, "To get it out in the open, this is the scariest thing I have ever done in my life. But I'm also.. somehow very excited, and.. I shouldn't deny this.. you turn me on. God Shannon, what am I doing...?". "Go on", Shannon mumbled, not without some effort because she had a hard time forming real words at this point. "I.. want to.. if you let me, I could.. do something nice for you", Angie stuttered, apparently she had similar problems with speaking. "Take them off", Shannon finally said and closed her eyes. She felt like she was just about to go downhill on the biggest rollercoaster ever! ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Two nails slowly caressed down the sides of Shannon's waist, the touch almost made her shiver. When she felt her panties slowly being pulled down along her legs, she wondered "what the hell am I doing?" From Angie's confession on what she saw on her computer screen, to this moment. Things had progressed so fast. When the lingerie clothing left Shannon's feet, it made her poor heart pound even faster than before. "What is Angie going to do now", she thought. "What am I supposed to do? If I just lie here, will I bore her out..?" Shannon had never felt this naked and vulnerable in front of any partner before, she was used of having more control in sexual situations. If Angie had been a man instead, Shannon knew more about what to do, she knew what was expected of her. Guys were safe ground, but here she was, just about to step into uncharted territory. It felt enormously intimidating but also.. ever so exciting..! Angie crawled down the bed and made it vibrate when she stepped off, then Shannon heard her mumble something. "What?", she asked. "It's just..", Angie began with a quiet timid voice so unlike the way she usually spoke. "God.. You are so pretty, Shannon.." - "Thanks", Shannon mumbled and felt like she was 13 year old again, like an older boy had just given her a flattering compliment about her looks. She flushed, pinched her eyes shut tight and couldn't hold back a smile when she buried her face deep in the quilt. Angie inhaled like she was about to say something, but she didn't. "This is it", Shannon thought. They could still call it off and later try their best to pretend like it never happened. Just a temporary lapse of sanity, unhealthy curiousity driven too far, misguided sexual frustration.. But neither Angie or Shannon wanted to end it now, why go this far and then just chicken out? And don't follow through on what actually DID start as a mutual attraction between them, no matter how weird it felt due to the fact that none of them had a penis.. Shannon and Angie shared the same thought almost simultaneously: "I don't want to grow old and regret not doing this when I had the chance!". Angie kneeled down on the floor, her legs were tense and unsteady. She grabbed Shannon's feet and started rubbing them with oil, while she planted a few tender kisses underneath them. Shannon was a bit ticklish, but Angie managed to avoid the most sensitive areas. In turn, Shannon fully enjoyed the foot massage and responded by squirming slowly on the bed. The warm quilt followed through with her movements, causing tingling feelings in different places of her body. She felt an urge to let herself go all the way, maybe even open up her legs slightly as an invitation for Angie. But not yet. "Does it feel nice?", Angie asked quietly, almost like a whisper. "Mhhmm", Shannon replied. "Do you want me to go on?". Do elephants have trunks on their faces? "Yes.. if you want to?". "I think I do", Angie said and opened her mouth to go on, but couldnīt think of anything more to say. "Where are all those seductive movie lines when you really need them?", she thought for herself. She couldn't think of anything sensible to say, nothing that expressed what went through her head right now anyway. Her throat was dry like a desert, it was almost impossible to swallow, and her forehead felt so warm, like she caught a fever in no time. Angie couldn't remember when she ever wanted something or someone so bad, as much as she wanted her beautiful roommate Shannon right now. Shannon.. face down in her bed, just in reach for her hands, butt- naked, so beautiful.. just waiting for someone to touch her. Shannon felt two pair of hands leaving her feet to move upwards, now stroking her ankles and calves. When they reached the back of her thighs again, Angie heaved herself back up on the bed, then straddled her legs. Shannon wished she had her panties on, or at least that the lights were turned off, so Angie wouldn't be able to see.. everything. She was embarassed, funny enough she felt somewhat like a flasher. Then, without a warning or even a hint of what was coming, Angie's hands was on her ass. Shannon panted and tensed her muscles back there, but the strokes made them slowly relax and go back to their normal state again. Shannon felt silly, but she had never enjoyed anyone touching her butt like that before, at least not until now.. Angie altered the massaging strokes with lighter touching, she ran her nails softly over the bulging cheeks until the skin was all covered in goosebumps. She gently pinched the flesh, walked with two of her fingers over the soft hills, explored the delicate cleft between them by running her index finger soft as a feather downwards, then stopped before it reached the yet forbidden destination, slowly up again, down, up... She leaned down and gave both of the cheeks a loving kiss, and then crept up to lie down next to Shannon. Their eyes met, and Shannon changed her position until she was lying on her side facing Angie. By old habit she used both of her arms to cover up the breasts and her crotch. Angie, still the initiator, moved closer and took the arm Shannon squeezed tightly against her boobs, and wrapped it around her own shoulders instead. The embrace was warm and inviting, even though Shannon's first reaction was to resist the unexpected intimacy, she realized she couldn't. She was drawn like a magnet towards Angie, and when both of the two girls moved their bodies closer together, the first kiss just followed naturally. Angie still wore clothes, they itched and made her sweat, felt just way too warm. They kept on kissing, curious and smacking pecks on the lips that lead to longer and longer periods of constant lip-contact and onwards to the first trembling meeting between their two tounges. While exploring the sensation in kissing each other, Angie started to undress and Shannon soon helped her out. After some eager fumbling they managed to strip her down to her last layer, the underwear. Shannon surprised herself when she immediately laid her hands on the smooth fabric of Angie's white bra. She moved the palms like the patterns of a snake and felt a rush of that tingling sensation, when Angie's nipples erected and Shannon actually could feel them responding to her touch. She curiously searched with the tip of a finger and found the location, she scratched it through the thin material and was rewarded with a silent moan, coming from the mouth only inches away from her own. Angie's eyes were now closed and Shannon felt the warm gust of her breath. Shannon made the move this time, and unhooked the strap across Angie's back, to release her perky tits out in the open a few seconds later. When the girls moved in closer to lock lips again, Shannon felt Angie's small hard nipples pouting into her own breasts. It was very different from feeling a bare-breasted guy, different but in a good way. These two soft mounds of compliant flesh with the distinct hard center, flattened up against her own.. As they kissed again, Shannon's left hand played with Angie's hair and the right one stroked along her back, eventually finding the way down to the round curve where the hips joined with the upper body. She gently followed the rounded lines, shaped as lower hills and valleys, and ended up lightly squeezing one buttcheek, measuring the firm consistency with her hand. "I.. think you.. we.. maybe should take them off", Shannon panted in a breath-catching-pause. "Yeah, we should.. you wanna do it?", Angie asked. Shannon nodded and pulled down the panties past her knees, then Angie kicked them off. While catching a short glimpse of the bush she had expected down there, Shannon noticed Angie was obviously shaved. It somehow looked very sexy and appealing, but she didn't get a second chance to peek, because Angie pulled her in and covered her mouth with two wet lips. They rolled around in the bed a few times, still making out with profound intensity, and ended up lying on their sides. The four legs were intertwined and both of the two girls now moved their bodies, thrusted with their hips, attempting to find a common rhythm. Adapting to each other, tensing muscles, breathing loudly through the nose.. they were both sweating, hair sticked to the forehead and hands slid over moist skin. They rubbed furiously against each other, like two humping creatures in a desperate search for sexual release. Shannon groaned faster and faster, until she mumbled "Oh god" at the discovery of what waited just around the corner, and then she came. It was a pretty big one, she whimpered into Angie's soft skin and held onto her body with a strong grip. The skin tasted salty. When Shannon started relaxing in all her muscles again, Angie's movements increased in speed. They stared into each others eyes when the orgasm rushed through her body. Shannon felt a second one coming up, much smaller than the first, and this time she timed it so well they managed to climax almost simultaneously. Exhausted and out of breath, they rested quietly on their backs for a few minutes. "God, I had no idea we would do THAT..!" Angie giggled, and Shannon fell in. "Me neither!". "Wanna do it again?", Angie asked in a witty tone. Shannon started laughing and passed it on to her. "No, I'm dead serious, Shannon.. and.. I think I wanna go down on you.", Angie said when the laughter started to ebb away. "You do?", Shannon asked with her eyes wide open. "Yes.." - "What about your date?", she asked when the memory of Angie's romantic undertaking suddenly returned. Angie moved closer and started drawing circles with her finger around one of Shannon's nipples. "What about him?", she said with a little smile. Three hours later they fell asleep in Angie's bed, cuddled up against each other but too hot to even bother about the quilt lying on the floor. The End.