Date: Mon, 3 Mar 2003 13:01:56 EST From: ShouldBeMe71@aol.com Subject: Laundry Room On move in day at college Marisol thought she was all set. Her parents had dropped all her stuff off and all she had to do was unpack. She started to unpack , when she got to her bathroom stuff she had to take it to the bathroom which was located in her room but it was shared between two rooms. When she walked into the bathroom she ran into a roommate who lived on the other side of the bathroom "Hi, My name is Marisol from Puerto Rico" "Hello, I'm Carmela from Michigan" "Nice to meet you Marisol from Puerto Rico" "Same here Carmela from Michigan." From then on Marisol and Carmela were never best friends but they did hang out occasionally. They went shopping and hung out at coffee shops, and clubs. They had hung out so much in recently that Marisol Had mixed feelings and was confused. She had been dating Michael a guy she met on campus for almost six months, but she had never seen Carmela with a guy every time she saw her on or off campus it was with her female friends. Marisol experienced a time of confusion she thought she was having feelings beyond friendship for Carmela. In fact she had fantasized about Carmela while masturbating several times. One day Marisol and Michael were having a fuck session in the bathroom at Washington Hall the English building, they were both about to cum and all was good when Michael opened his mouth to speak " Damn Marisol work it baby" "God this feels so goood Carmela" Mariosl moaned out without even realizing what she said. " Marisol did you just call me Carmela? You just called me Carmela" Michael changed his tone. " You must be mistaken Michael why would I call you Carmela?" "Were you fantasizing about fucking Carmela and not me?" "Well, yeah I can't help it it's just that lately I have been so confused and she is just so damn sexy." "You know what Marisol you are a sick fuck, why don't you go fuck her? And stay the hell away from me IT'S OVER" "Michael it's not like that" Marisol watched Michael grab his clothes and walk right out the door and not look back. She got up and locked the door and slid back to the corner of the bathroom where she cried. She was so confused all in one year she had fallen in love with a hot guy, fantasized about her roommate, and lost her boyfriend for fantasizing about her friend. She finally got herself together and got dressed and left the bathroom. She was gonna blow off her other class and go home. On her way she stopped at the store to pick up some ice cream and chocolate the break up foods. Her plan was to go back to the dorm kick back on the bed eat until she was stuffed and watch TV. When she reached her room her roommate was gone out so it was just her and her bed so she thought until she met the six stories of clothes on her bed. "Oh What the hell I'll do laundry" She loaded up all her clothes and headed down to the laundry room. She loaded one load of clothes and hoped up on the washing machine to wait for the clothes. The tragedy of the day re-entered her mind she started crying again. She was crying so much she didn't even see Carmela walk in. Carmela walked up to Marisol and stood between her swinging legs "Marisol, what's wrong why are you crying?" "Nothing, it's nothing" Marisol sniffled out. "Come on Marisol you know you can tell me anything" "Okay, Well me and Michael were fucking in the bathroom at Washington Hall" "How could this end bad" Carmela blurted out "Let me finish, anyway we were about to come when I screamed out your name, he got mad called me a sick fuck, told me it was over and he told me to stay away from him." "Damn girl you don't need him anyway. But did you really call out my name?" Carmela expressed happiness. "Yeah I ….." Carmela broke Marisol's sentence by reaching in for a kiss. "What I'm confused" Marisol panted out "Well I have been a lesbian for like five years now and I have been attracted to you since the first day I saw you, do you have any idea how many times I have fucked my self thinking of you?" Marisol jumped in with another kiss this time their tongues raped each others mouth. Carmela pulled Marisol down off the washing machine. Carmela placed her hands on Marisol's tight ass and squeezed. Marisol was helpless under Carmela's touch. They broke the kiss and Marisol reached up for Carmela's 36D 's and got a handfull and caught a moan from Carmela's mouth. Carmela reached in and whispered into Marisol's ear "I'll be right back" "You promise" Marisol whined "Yeah" After Carmela walked out of the Laundry Room, all kinds of thoughts roamed through Marisol's mind like where had Carmela gone and what was she doing? She brought her hand up to her neck and back down to her cute ass in her short cheerleader shorts , then around to her pussy. She could feel her juice through her thin shorts, she wondered if it was visible. She leaned up against the washing machine a slid her hand under her shorts and panties and started rubbing her clit. Thoughts of Carmela's hot naked body ran through her mind over and over and she couldn't help it. She didn't see Carmela walk in again but when Carmela saw her and made an attempt to clear her throat she startled Marisol. Marisol jumped and snatched her hand from her pants and stood like a deer in headlights. "Don't worry sweet Marisol I won't tell" Carmela pulled a two headed dildo out form behind her. Marisol's eyes widened. "What are you gonna do with that?" "You'll find out soon baby" Carmela said with a wide grin. Carmela locked the door behind her and strolled over to Marisol. She kissed her hard on the lips then parted them with her tongue. They kissed for what seemed like forever while their hands roamed each others bodies. Carmela took Marisol's shirt and bra off. Then kissed down her neck and to her nipples. She circled each one with her tongue then pounced the nipple like she was hungry for milk. Marisol was in heaven she was under Carmela's Spanish spell. Carmela stripped her of her pants too. She backed her up against the washing machine and kneeled down between her legs she put one up on her shoulder and went to work on Marisol's pussy. It was a good thing she was up against the washing machine cause she would have surely fallen to the floor. "Gooood Carmela your good" Carmela reached around back and wiggled a finger into Marisol's tight ass causing Marisol to moan loud enough for people six floors up to hear her. Marisol couldn't hold on much longer. Her moaning got louder and longer. " Oooohhhhh Carmela I'm bout to ccuuuuuummm" After cumming Marisol collapsed to the floor that was the greatest pleasure she had ever felt. All of Marisol's moaning had made Carmela's pussy flood more than ever she wanted to cum. She helped Marisol up on to the washing machine then she hopped on to the washing machine next to Marisol. "Your turn" Marisol said shyly She laid Carmela back and climbed on top of her and started kissing her way down her body. She stopped at Carmela's larged breast and played on the playground she devoured her nipples. " OOhhhhhh Marisol take your time" She played their for a little while then headed further south to her belly then to her pussy. She entered two fingers in the soaking wet hole. Then she attacked Carmela's clit. She didn't know what to do she could only do what she would want done to her. Carmela's screams told her she had to be doing something right. " aaaahhhhhhh ahhhhh. God Carmela who taught you sooooo well." " You did baby" Marisol said as she looked up to Carmela's eyes. She dove right back in and ate some more. "Let's try this" Carmela's said as she arose with the two headed dildo. "Okay Carmela I trust you to take care of me" Marisol said. Carmela sat up and placed one end of the dildo in her pussy then she slowly pushed the other end into Marisol's pussy. She let out a slow moan. They started to fuck each other in a scissors position. They started off slow and sped up. Their moans filled the room. " OHhhh Carmela fuck me harder." " aaahhhh god I'm gonna cum" Carmela panted out in a slow voice " meeee toooo babbbbbyy" " aahhhhhhhhhhhhh" The sounds of hot fucking and cumming filled the room. Carmela and Marisol felt their juices flow out onto the top of the washing machine. Carmela said, "guest we better get cleaned up" " I don't think so baby I still got two more loads of clothes to wash and many more times to fuck with you while I'm here. Special thanx to Chrissy you know who you are. Of there are any questions or comments holla at me at TellMeNow89@aol.com or if you just wanna talk you can still holla and we'll talk.