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My Lovely Roommate
by Anonymous (address withheld)

***

Two friends become roommates, then lesbian lovers. (FF, 
rom)

***

Hey, I've just got to tell you about my roommate, Marie. 
What a lady - and what a lay! Soft, sweet, succulent 
womanhood. You'd never guess she's gay if you saw her on 
the street. By day, she's the picture of a modern 
business woman. Straight, professional, and no-nonsense 
about it. But when we get between the sheets at night, 
well...

Ah, but I'm getting ahead of myself. You probably want 
to hear about how I first got my hands on her luscious 
body... and what we did next. Well, you're in luck; I'm 
in a story-telling mood tonight.

You see, we'd known each other back in college and kind 
of kept in touch after graduation. When Marie got a job 
in Seattle, I offered her the chance to move into the 
spare bedroom in the house I rent. No ulterior motive. 
We were friends. 

The fact that I had always lusted after Marie's firm, 
healthy body and then suddenly having the chance to have 
that beautiful woman in my house--all to myself, had 
nothing to do with it.

Yeah, sure, all right, I'm a liar. But she didn't seem 
to know about my feelings; or, at least she had never 
let on that she did.

I've got a decent-sized place, so there's plenty of 
space for the two of us. Once Marie had moved all the 
way in, life got into kind of a rhythm: get up, go to 
work, come home after dinner out and watch TV or listen 
to music. Sometimes she or I go out for a movie or meet 
with some friends, but we're mostly homebodies.

We're pretty casual around the house. In fact, Marie is 
in the habit of tossing off her work outfit as soon as 
she gets home and usually spends the rest of the night 
walking around in a t-shirt and panties. It didn't take 
me long to adopt similar attire - partly because it's 
damn comfortable to walk around nearly half-naked. And 
sexy, too. 

Also, I certainly didn't want to discourage Marie out of 
the show she (maybe unwittingly) was putting on for me. 
I love watching her prance around the room, her wavy 
brown hair tumbling down over her shoulders as her tight 
buns flex back and forth in two smooth curves beneath 
her stretchy cotton underwear... it's downright 
distracting, I tell you.

I guess my interest must have showed, too, because Marie 
picked up on it. She's known since our college days that 
I'm more interested in girls than guys. That never 
seemed to bother her, but I never thought she was into 
making it with other women. A girl can always hope, 
though! And as we went on living together, day by day, 
night by night, it seemed like there might be some hope 
that my dream might be finally realized.

You see, at first we'd sit politely far apart when we 
watched TV - one of us on the couch and the other in the 
easy chair. After a while, though, we got more 
comfortable around each other and began sharing the 
couch. It was nice to have her close like that. 

On occasion, I'd let my arm or leg casually slide over 
to touch her body. She wouldn't move away, but I didn't 
go any further, either. I didn't want to push my luck 
too fast. But there were times - during especially tense 
parts of a movie or something - that Marie would put her 
hand on my leg, or I'd put my arm around her shoulder, 
or we'd even hold hands to reassure each other.

Having a pretty woman like Marie in the house made me 
want to look my best, too, so I took up jogging again. 
She jogs in the morning, but I can't get up and run that 
early. I'm in good shape, don't get me wrong. Plenty of 
heads turn when I pass by a group of guys (and I always 
feel a thrill when I catch the gals looking, too). I'm 
good looking and healthy--I just want to keep it that 
way.

Well, anyway, one day after an evening jog I came back 
to the house and heard a familiar sound through the 
door. Instead of opening it, I got quiet and listened. 
The sound of ecstatic moans and gasps drifted out into 
the doorway and I recognized them immediately. 

Sure enough, someone was playing one of the erotic video 
tapes that I keep in my room. There's only girl/girl 
scenes on those tapes, you see, so I keep them out of 
sight. I suddenly realized that Marie must have found 
them and put one in the VCR!

I didn't want to embarrass my roommate by barging in on 
her, so I took another run around the block. Finally I 
had to come in, though, so I made a bunch of noise 
fumbling around on the porch to let her know I was 
coming back. When I got inside the TV was off and Marie 
was perched on the couch with her arms around her knees.

"How was the jog?" she said, just a little too loudly, 
obviously startled at my return.

"Oh, just fine," I replied, standing there in my sweaty 
sports bra and shorts. Marie seemed nervous or 
uncomfortable and I wanted to give her some space. I 
went into the bathroom and took a shower. 

While I was inside the bathroom I heard Marie eject the 
tape from the VCR and walk by the bathroom door, down 
the hall to the bedrooms. 'Covering your tracks, huh?' I 
thought to myself. But I didn't say anything. No reason 
to embarrass her about her desires; if Marie likes 
lesbians, well, that's the very thing I had been hoping 
for!

When I got out of the shower Marie was back on the 
couch. She'd changed her panties, I noticed ('must have 
gotten turned on--a wet pussy is a good sign!'). As I 
walked by the couch I couldn't resist reaching out to 
touch her shoulder and run my finger coyly along and up 
her neck.

"What've you been up to?" I asked, innocently.

"Nothing much," she replied. That was it. She wasn't 
going to say anything about what she'd been doing and I 
decided that was fine. All in good time.

*

I didn't have to wait long, it turned out. Just that 
Friday night, as I was getting ready to go out for my 
run, Marie came back from work, quickly changed into a 
lavender chemise and lace panties, poured herself a 
glass of wine and sat down on the couch.

"Starting early tonight, huh?" I said.

"I'm just in the mood. See you when you get back." She 
seemed anxious for me to go, and I knew why - she wanted 
to watch the tapes of those lusty ladies making love to 
each other on video.

I couldn't resist a sly smile, "Have a good time," I 
said as I left. 'I know you will!' I thought to myself.

It was a warm, humid night and the sultry air felt as 
though it was caressing my skin as I ran. It was 
sensuous, and I got excited about getting back home. 
Thinking about what Marie must be up to was turning me 
on. My nipples began to stand up on my bouncing breasts 
as I imagined her back on the couch, fingering her pussy 
while she gazed at the lesbian video sex show. My own 
twat was getting warm now, partly from the exercise but 
mostly from anticipation of how hot Marie would be when 
I got back to the house.

'This has got to be the night that we finally get it 
on,' I thought to myself. It was the perfect time of the 
month for both of us (one advantage of living together - 
I learned that our periods are pretty much in synch). 
Marie would have worked herself up to a fever pitch by 
now, I figured and I couldn't wait any longer. Cutting 
my jog short by five minutes, I turned and headed for 
home.

I made my usual noisy entrance and found Marie sprawled 
on the couch. Although the TV was off, the VCR light was 
on. I had guessed right. A bottle of wine was on the 
table now--half empty. Marie looked up at me with a 
naughty look in her eyes. Her shapely legs were crossed 
and her tousled top gave me a good view of her cleavage.

"Hi," she said, staring at me with a smoldering look in 
her eyes that I'd never seen before.

"Hello... You look comfortable," I replied as I stood in 
front of her. My muscles tingled from the run. I felt 
like a hot Amazon, facing her there with my hands on my 
hips.

"Mmmm. Feeling good," Marie purred, shifting her body 
directly toward me and letting her legs slide apart to 
reveal a panty-covered twat. She seemed ready to do it. 
I was tempted to jump on her right then and there, but I 
wanted to wash up first.

"I'm going to jump in the shower."

Marie's reply confirmed my fondest hopes, "Don't be away 
too long," she said with an inviting smile.

"I won't, babe. You can count on that."

**

After washing up, I pulled on some sleek, high-cut 
bikini panties and a risqué half tank top that teasingly 
showed off the bottom of my breasts. 

I got back to the living room as quick as I could, 
grabbed a glass and poured some wine as I sat down on 
the couch next to her. Marie sidled up next to me and 
cuddled. She was a bit tipsy; but she seemed determined, 
too.

"I have a confession to make," she said, lowering her 
eyes. I was hoping that she liked what she saw as she 
stared down at my lap.

"I...I've been watching your videos," she said. "You 
know, the ones with the women... the ones you keep in 
your room?" Marie looked up at me as she said this, her 
thin eyebrows raised high as her eyes pleaded with mine 
to be understanding. I was only too happy to 
accommodate.

"Hey, that's fine, honey," I said reassuringly, reaching 
over to touch her cheek softly. "They're there for the 
taking. I only keep them in my room because I didn't 
want to offend you."

"They don't offend me," she said. Her voice trailed off 
as the sexual tension between us began to build. Our 
eyes were locked on each other. The scent of Marie's 
musky perfume mixed with mine as our bodies drew closer 
together. The room seemed to be getting warmer, and I 
was sure we both knew what was coming next.

"The videos don't offend me; they turn me on," Marie 
breathed as she placed her hand on my leg and slid it 
slowly up along the inside of my thigh.

It felt marvelous to have her touch me there, less than 
a foot from my now-tingling pussy. There was no longer 
any question of holding back. She wanted it--now. I ran 
my hand back from her cheek to cup her neck and pulled 
her face to mine. Marie's eyelids closed as our lips 
met. It was our first kiss ever, and it was wonderful. 

The touch of her lips gave me a magic feeling that 
seemed to bring back everything I had ever thought about 
this lovely lady: how I had wanted her, longed to hold 
her, how much I cared for her, and how sexy she was--
especially now. My heart welled up with emotion and, 
just at that moment, our mouths opened as one.

Marie's tongue slipped through my lips and met my own in 
a loving caress. At first we frenched slowly, but soon 
the improbably wet fire of our lust ignited in mutual 
passion. Our lips opened wide to accommodate the love-
play of our tongues, which began to move faster and 
faster against each other. I felt her run her hands up 
my belly to touch my tits under my shirt. It was 
heavenly. Only a woman really knows how to hold them. 
'Only a woman...' I thought happily.

Suddenly, I felt a powerful butch impulse rush through 
me. Grasping her head gently but firmly, I pulled 
Marie's lips hard down on mine and tensed my tongue into 
a firm cone. I began to fuck her mouth with it as if I 
was fucking her cunt. 

Marie surrendered gratefully under the onslaught as I 
repeatedly impaled her mouth with the hot, sodden 
tongue-piston and she began to lay back on the couch, 
wrapping her arms around my torso and drawing me down 
with her.

Like leaves in Autumn, I fell down softly upon her 
lovely reclining figure - first the strands of my hair 
made contact, then my pointing breasts, then my arms, my 
hips, till finally I lay full upon her. The thrusts of 
my tongue slowed as I started to grind my pussy over her 
thigh. With each pump I felt myself getting damper. 

Marie began to take control now. Her tongue was now the 
aggressor, licking and probing my waiting mouth. 
Meanwhile, she reached up around and grasped my butt in 
her fingers, raising her thigh even harder into my 
crotch.

Oh, it felt so good to have her hold me like that, her 
hands kneading my ass as we rocked back and forth 
together on the couch. It felt so good to finally be 
able to physically express my lust for Marie and to feel 
her so lovingly reciprocate. I knew she felt the same 
way... our hearts were open to each other and the love 
flowing between us was powerfully real.

Since then, we haven't done much but spend time with 
each other. But that's a story for another day...

END

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It's okay to *READ* stories about unprotected sex with
others outside a monogamous relationship. But it isn't
okay to *HAVE* unprotected sex with people other than
a trusted partner. 4-million people around the world 
contract HIV every year. You only have one body per 
lifetime, so take good care of it!
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