Mary and Kim share a bed - Sex Stories

Mary and Kim share a bed

I shouldn't be awake, but I am. I turn my head and look at the clock. 3:55 AM.*sigh* Too early. Mary and I had been working on a project in her dorm when the 'visitors need to leave' hour arrived and passed. Her roommate, Deanna, agreed to let me stay if we could 'behave ourselves'. I had called my roomie and she confided that her boyfriend was staying over and was relieved to hear that I was okay and was happy they would have the room to themselves tonight. Mary and I were sharing one loft. I could hear Deanna's regular breathing from across the room. It was still warm enough that we only had a sheet covering us. Two of us in the twin bed was a snug fit. I listened to Mary breathe for a while, trying to fall back to sl**p. My mind drifted back to earlier that evening. Mary had been in a very affectionate mood. It started with her stealing quick kisses when she noticed Deanna's attention had turned away. I am still treading lightly in front of her roommate and Mary took full advantage. As the evening went on, she got bolder. Her hands would 'accidentally' find their way to my boobs then squeeze me and linger until Deanna looked like she might turn around. At one point we sat crossed-legged on the floor when Deanna went down the hall to get some tea. Mary sprang to her feet and closed the door. She swaggered back to me and pressed the crotch of her sweatpants into my face. She commanded 'Suck it bitch' and giggled. She did a slow grind on my willing face and held my hair. ...

... Her sense of timing was unbelievable. She stopped just in time, kissed me sweetly and sat down beside me just as Deanna opened the door. I propped myself up on one elbow and watched her sl**p. Such an angel. She could have had anyone she chose sharing her bed. I'm so lucky. She has the face of a model, the body of an athlete, the selfless nature of a charity worker. She could also have an insatiable sexual appetite. She could make me tingle with just a look, a smile and a wink. She was on her back. Thankfully she was wearing a really thin bra under her night shirt. It wasn't hard to locate her nipples. The jewelry she wore there were like beacons. I teased each while I watched her face. They both stood up loud and proud and yet she never stirred. I was encouraged. Emboldened. Dared. This next maneuver wouldn't be easy even if she was awake and helping. But I pulled it off, and Mary was still not awake. I elevated her knees a bit. So far, so good. Moving slowly and carefully, I had managed to position myself between her thighs. In the darkness, I could just barely see her face over her flat tummy and lovely breasts. My legs hung over the end of the loft. If I was careful, I could brace myself against the wall and be relatively stable. I exhaled slowly through my mouth. I knew she would feel the heat of my breath on her. She responded by closing her thighs against my head. I pressed my lips to the thin veil of cotton and kissed her softly. Her knees parted a bit. I feel the ...