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Archive name: semester.txt (ff, college, rom)
Authors name: Lisa & Sharon (BYMSAP@AOL.COM)
Story title : Semester Break
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Semester Break
by Lisa & Sharon
Michelle stood by her dorm room window gazing out at
the fading light that the weak, late afternoon winter
sun cast across the near deserted campus. The flat
gray mat of a sky warned of impending snow, and the
fact that it was a Friday seemed somehow to add to the
overall impact of the scene. It was semester break and
she had decided to stay on campus. Her plans for
Florida died when her friend Joanne had come down with
the flu and had to cancel.
Somehow Florida without Joanne just wouldn't have been
much fun. And Daddy had that damn business trip! Of
course the company's European affiliate had to pick now
to have problems. But they were sufficiently serious
to warrant Daddy going himself. Usually one of the VP's
could handle just about anything. And going home with
just Drucilla, the cook/housekeeper, for company just
wasn't a viable option. Of course if Mommy were still
alive, it would be different, but it was going on three
years now since that stupid, drunken, asshole kid had
rammed Mommy's car head-on. All the money in the world
couldn't bring Mommy back or ease the pain in
Michelle's heart every time she thought of it, but the
family DID have more than enough money to make that
stupid little son of a bitch sorry.
Oh, did he get sorry! If it had been a legitimate
accident that would have been one thing. But to drive
THAT drunk, after three arrests for DUI, and with a
suspended license. That was too much! He got what was
coming to him, unfortunately not soon enough.
Michelle pushed herself away from the window and forced
herself to stop thinking about it. Even after this
time she became so angry at the thought of Mommy dying
like that she had to force her mind onto a different
subject. She knew that getting that upset didn't help
anything and certainly wasn't good for her. And she
didn't want to wipe out the generally positive attitude
she had cultivated thus far during the break. Staying
on campus had not proved as bad as she had originally
thought it might.
She stayed up late watching movies, slept late in the
morning, read, and just generally did what she wanted
when she wanted. There was a skeleton staff on duty
in the cafeteria for those students who had remained
on campus either to work or, like Michelle, out of
choice. So she could always get something to eat there
if she wanted, and if she didn't want to go out at all,
the mini-refrigerator and hot plate in her room
generally took care of just about anything she wanted.
And there was always pizza delivery!
As the dinner hour was fast approaching, Michelle grab-
bed her jacket and headed over to the cafeteria for
something to eat. She could have used the tunnel and
avoided the winter air, but tonight that air felt good.
It was crisp and clean and cold. It had enough bite to
make her skin tingle, but not so cold as to be uncom-
fortable. The windless, darkening, near deserted
campus gave an air of serenity. Michelle walked slowly
enjoying this moment of peace. The only sound was the
crunch of snow beneath her boots. At the midpoint of
her trek she paused and closed her eyes and just let
the moment engulf her and soothe her. The peace was
almost hypnotic and when Michelle finally resumed her
journey she felt ever so much better about herself and
about life.
Tonight, Charlie, the apprentice chef, was trying out
something new. Angelo, the head chef would never have
let Charlie get away with serving Linguini con vongoli
with her experimental wine sauce to the entire student
body. But this was not the entire student body, and
besides, Angelo was taking a vacation so Charlie was
in charge. And as head chef (regardless of how tem-
porary) she drew up the menu and could experiment as
much as she liked. The only real criteria limiting her
was that if couldn't cost the college TOO much, and she
had to make it edible!
Michelle sat down with her dinner and began to eat.
Charlie's modifications were great! She would have to
find out just what Charlie had done and relay the info
to Drucilla. This was too good to keep quiet about.
She was just delighting in her third bite when someone
walked up to her.
"Hi! My name is Marty. Mind if I join you?" Though
Michelle was momentarily reluctant to break the mood of
her solitary delight with her dinner, she soon recog-
nized Marty as the occupant of the room corresponding
to hers in the opposite wing of the dorm. Well, almost
corresponding, for though Marty's room lay in the same
relative position in her half of the dorm as Michelle's
did in hers, the dorm's design dictated that no one
could see into Michelle's room from another room while
Michelle had an unobstructed view into many of the
other dorm rooms, particularly Marty's.
Though she had never met Marty, she had enjoyed watch-
ing her on several occasions as Marty exercised in her
room. Marty exercised nude!
Though Michelle occasionally dated, she also felt a
strong attraction to women. More than once she had
become quite aroused watching Marty, and felt compelled
to give her breast and even her pussy a squeeze. One
night she had even masturbated thinking of this beau-
tiful girl and the way she moved.
What a delicious little cum that had been!
Thinking of how she had 'known' Marty caused Michelle
to blush and she quickly gestured to the chair opposite
her as she tried to avoid choking on her linguini.
After a quick sip of water, she smiled and extended her
hand saying, "Glad for the company. My name is
Michelle." The girls shook and smiled at each other.
"Actually," Marty began, "I knew your name." "I've
noticed you around the campus and asked one of my
friends who you were." The slight blush that past over
Marty's cheeks, and the sudden downcasting of her eyes
implied that there was more. Marty did not elaborate
though.
They started with very generic small talk about their
courses, the professors, and the college in general.
They each also downed two helpings of Charlie's
linguini, but were just too full to go back for a
third. The time flew by as they talked.
The more they talked, the broader the course of
subjects that they covered and the more personal and
intimate the level of their conversation. And as they
talked, the more in common they found they had and the
more they liked each other. But as much as they had
in common, they found out that they were also opposites
in many ways.
Though they were both quite smart and had easily gained
admission to this elite institution of higher learning
on shear merit alone, Marty needed full scholarship in
order to attend while for Michelle, money was no pro-
blem. That was the reason for Marty being on campus
for semester break. She had to help in the Biology and
Chem. labs.
Marty came from a lower middle class, white collar
family who were unknown outside their own circle of
family and friends, while the administration building
of the college had been named after Michelle's paternal
grandmother while a wing of the library bore the name
of her great aunt. And Michelle's soft blonde hair was
in sharp contrast to Marty's thick, lush, raven mane.
But they both loved movies, nature, classical music,
and pizza. They were the same height and almost exactly
the same build. Where Marty was a Hanes Her Way girl,
Michelle was strictly Victoria's Secret. That is of
course, when they wore underwear which each confessed
they occasionally did not.
Finally, they were aware that someone had walked up to
them. It was Charlie and she threatened, "If you guys
don't clear out of here soon I'm going to charge you
rent." But there was a smile on her face as she said
it. Marty and Michelle looked around and realized that
they were the only ones still in the cafeteria. "OOPS,"
both said simultaneously and somewhat sheepishly.
As they grabbed their jackets they complimented Charlie
on the great dinner. Charlie promised Michelle that
she would write down her recipe for Drucilla, and
wished the two girls a pleasant evening as they ven-
tured out into the night. The sky that had threatened
snow earlier was just starting to deliver. A few flakes
gently floated to earth and served only to strengthen
the almost surreal atmosphere that had been present
earlier. The girls walked quietly, almost afraid to
speak lest it shatter the peace and stillness that pre-
vailed. There was no awkwardness in their silence.
Instead there was a sense of affinity and comradeship
that was enhanced, rather than detracted from, in their
mutual, meditative appreciation of the moment.
As they approached the dorm, Michelle suggested that
since Marty also enjoyed movies that she come up and
they make an evening of it. Michelle said she could
pop a tape into the VCR and they could sip wine and
watch all night if they wanted to. Marty readily
agreed and shortly they were lounging comfortably in
Michelle's room with a glass of wine watching
"Rebecca".
Rather than watching quietly though, they chatted and
giggled through much of the movie, increasingly so as
the wine went to work relaxing them. Though no overt
gestures had been made, each felt a strong attraction
to the other. Both girls had previously experienced
sex with guys as well as the delights of saphic love,
but sexuality, or more specifically Lesbianism, had
certainly not come up during their earlier conversa-
tion other than a brief discussion of dating experi-
ences. Thus neither girl knew if the other might
share the desire that she herself felt growing within.
Finally the movie ended and Michelle got up to get
another tape and to refill the wine glasses. She
glanced out the window and was surprised to see that
the few flakes that had been falling earlier had
multiplied tremendously and that the snow was falling
very heavily and accumulating quite rapidly.
"Oh my," Michelle exclaimed, "Would you look at that!"
As Marty came to the window, Michelle said, "It is
much too terrible out for you to go. You'll just have
to stay the night." Marty started to reply that
Michelle was silly, that she lived in the same dorm,
but the intensity in Michelle's eyes cut short verbal
response. Michelle could see her desire reflected in
Marty's eyes and she touched Marty's cheek gently with
her hand.
"I really want you to stay," Micelle said almost shyly.
Marty said nothing but brought her hand to Michelle's
cheek and the two girls kissed. It was a soft, gentle,
and yet intense kiss that held the promise of fathom-
less depths of passion. They broke that first kiss and
stood together lightly stroking each other's face and
hair until a second kiss became vital. This was deeper
and even more intense than the first. Their lips part-
ed and their tongues licked and dueled gently and the
two girls melted into each other's arms.
The intensity of their kisses slowly increased as their
breathing became deeper and the liquid heat of their
loins became more and more intense. Their hands were
everywhere, clutching, stoking, caressing. Each felt
her breasts flatten against her chest as they held each
other tightly and the breasts of the each pressed
tightly against the other's. Their hips began a
desperate swaying as each sought to grind their molten
sex against the other.
Their lips flew over each other. Lips on lips. Lips
on ears. Lips on necks. Each sought frantically to
devour more and more of the other. Marty finally
managed to gasp, "Please baby. Get naked for me.
Love me." Michelle could only groan her assent as she
kissed and nibbled Marty's neck one more time before
breaking away.
They stood slightly apart as they both pulled off their
T-shirts and slipped out of their jeans. As they had
taken their boots off when they had returned to the
room, each now stood before the other clad only in
their bras and panties. Their woman scent began to
pervade the room as each noticed the moisture which had
seeped through the crotch of the other's panties:
Marty's soft cotton briefs; Michelle's dainty bikinis.
But their otherwise similar natures ram true as each
girl's intimate apparel was the same shade of pale
blue. But their bras, normally perfectly adequate,
felt sizes too small. Their panties, each in their way
normally soft and delicious on the skin, felt
constrictive.
Such was the level of each girl's arousal, each wanted
to be naked. To cast away the last confining elements
of their clothes. To be free and naked for the other,
and equally, to delight in the beauty of the other's
body. Marty and Michelle each unfastened the catch on
their brassieres and slipped then off, dropped them to
the floor by their sides as each proceeded to bend and
slip their panties off their hips and down their long
sleek legs. The two girls stepped out of their panties,
standing before each other totally, deliciously, lus-
ciously nude.
Each thought the other was the most beautiful, exciting
thing she had ever seen. Though of the same height,
Michelle's hair was a soft dark blonde as opposed to
Marty's rich black tresses. Michelle was more tanned,
a tan which extended over her entirety, while Marty's
skin was paler, especially those strategic spots which
had remained covered beneath her otherwise minimal
bikini. Though both girls wore the same size bra,
Marty's breasts were more conically shaped compared to
Michelle's more rounded fullness. But each girl pos-
sessed prominent nipples which stood out proudly, like
sentinels at the crests of their little hills.
Both girls had trim, sleek figures, though each posses-
sed just enough of that luscious fullness that women
are supposed to have in those areas where women are
supposed to be lush and full. Both had trimmed their
pubic hair from around their labia so that the wet,
pouting lips of her sex was plainly visible, but where
Michelle's deeply cleft slit was topped by a neatly
trimmed mound of soft dark blonde pubic hair, Marty's
trim little patch was that same rich ebony as the hair
on her head.
They threw themselves back into each other's arms, the
excitement of their kissing and nibbling on each other
now enhanced by the feel of soft velvety skin sliding
against more of the same. Michelle rubbed her chest
against Marty's, letting her hard, prominent nipples
slip and slide against Marty's equally erect little
treasures.
In the meantime, Marty ground her wet pussy against
Michelle's leg while at the same time slipping her own
leg between Michelle's and into the junction of
Michelle's thighs. Their hands traced desperate pat-
terns over each other's flesh questing constantly for
the smooth plane of back, the rounded firmness of
buttock. One moment might find one's hands cupping and
squeezing the other's soft, smooth butt, while the
other might be losing herself in the soft, thick hair
that adorned the head of the goddess she held in her
arms. The next moment might find positions reversed as
the two beautiful young women found that they just
couldn't experience enough of each other.
As their passion grew and came to demand more atten-
tion than the laws of gravity allowed them, they broke
for a moment and climbed onto Michelle's bed. The dorm
room was large enough that Michelle, as part of her
initial redecorating, had removed the college provided
twin bed and replaced it with her own queen size. So
there was ample room for the two lust crazed girls,
though the way they were intertwined the old twin bed
would have had room enough, and with some to spare!
Hands were now free to explore and Marty began to sque-
eze and caress Michelle's breast, alternating between
tugging and pulling on the nipple, and rolling the
hardened, thickened nubbin under her palm. Michelle
slipped her hand between Marty's thighs where her
fingers traced light, teasing patterns up and down the
length of Marty's slit and over the full, soft, rounded
lips of her labia. The caresses became more and more
intense. Michelle cupped her hand against Marty's love
swollen cunt and slipped her middle finger between the
soft folds of Marty's womanhood. She plunged her
finger deep into Marty's passion drenched love hole.
Marty moaned with delight at this welcome intrusion and
Michelle felt her new lover shudder with pleasure as
her finger probed and rubbed Marty's sensitive, lust
flooded twat.
In response, Marty spread her legs to open herself
fully to Michelle's questing finger and thrust her hips
ever harder and faster against Michelle's hand. Not to
be surpassed by Michelle's magnificent manual manipu-
lation, Marty's hand rocketed to her new friend's delta
where she began stroking, probing, tugging, caressing,
and otherwise generally trying to obtain as much con-
tact with Michelle's hot, juicy cunt as she possibly
could.
No woman could withstand for long the attention that
these two were giving to each other even if she wanted
to. And resistance was not an element impacting either
girls' reactions at the moment! Their kissing and
fondling bore fruit as almost simultaneously the two
girls shuddered as waves of orgasm washed over each of
them. Quick kisses were alternated with moans of
pleasure and gasps for breath as each ground their
pussies against the probing, massaging, oh so pleasing
hand of the other.
Slowly their pounding hearts began to return to their
normal rhythms as they lay in each others arms. Finally
Marty lifted her head from the pillow where it had
nestled so close to Michelle's and gave Michelle a
wonderfully sweet, tender kiss which summed better than
any words ever might her gratitude for the pleasure she
had just received and the joy she felt with her new
friend and lover. Michelle's gentle caress of Marty's
cheek and the love and fulfillment in her eyes conveyed
that the sentiment was ever so mutual.
Marty gave Michelle one last long, lingering kiss be-
fore lowering her head to Michelle's breast. Michelle
sighed as she closed her eyes, rolled her head back,
and thrust her chest upwards towards the soft lips that
were gently enveloping her nipple. She could feel the
tip of Marty's tongue thrusting lightly against her
nipple just before it began to be rolled and lashed by
Marty's marvelous oral attentions. Marty's mouth open-
ed wider and sucked harder on Michelle's sensitive
breast and nipple as Michelle continued to moan her
approval.
Marty meanwhile was keeping Michelle's other breast
thoroughly satisfied with her gentle squeezing and
caressing of its full, firm softness. Fantastic sen-
sations raced between Michelle's breasts and her
sensitive, responsive cunt. Suddenly Marty abandoned
Michelle's breasts and quickly turned on the bed
bringing herself to the junction of Michelle's thighs.
She sealed her mouth over Michelle's pussy and sucked
the lips into her mouth as her tongue began to lash
between Michelle's cunt lips. Michelle moaned with
delight and clasped her hands over her lover's head,
holding it tight against her throbbing gash. With
Michelle's hands and her thighs each holding Marty's
head tightly in place, poor Marty could barely breathe.
But she was not about to abandon this luscious morsel
she was dining on, so she managed to obtain an occa-
sional breath in between her preferred activity of the
moment, that of the intense sucking and licking of
Michelle's magnificent womanhood.
Michelle began to feel she was missing something and
wanted more, so she grasped Marty's soft, round butt
and pulled her friend closer, burying her face in
Marty's incredibly aroused and flowing snatch. Marty
paused in her ministering to Michelle's cunt and moaned
as Michelle sank her tongue deep between the folds of
Marty's pussy.
But soon enough both girls were hard at work trying to
give the other greater pleasure than she herself was
receiving. Tongues licked over sweet, soft pussy folds
while fingers slipped and probed deep into each girl's
feminine chamber. Clitties, now fully engorged, were
alternately rolled beneath tongues or drawn between
moist, loving lips and gently sucked as though they
were tiny cocks. The bucking and squirming of each
girl's hips became greater and greater as each girl
experienced levels of pleasure and sexual arousal
unparalleled in their young, but not totally inexper-
ienced, lives.
Marty's climax exploded first as she ground her snatch
hard against Michelle's mouth. Her head fell back and
she clapped her hand over Michelle's pussy as she cried
out in the most magnificent orgasm she had ever exper-
ienced. The sudden manual stimulation of her snatch,
combined with her friend's cries of pleasure, pushed
Michelle over her crest. She gasped and moaned as her
orgasm surged and pulsed through her.
The shear intensity of their orgasms overwhelmed the
two girls as they collapsed on the bed, their heads
resting on the thigh of the other, their faces just
inches from that wonderful little pussy that each had
derived so much pleasure from, and given so much plea-
sure to.
The rising sun brought consciousness back to the two
young lovers who awoke exactly where they had fallen
asleep, next to her lover's sweet and beautiful cunt.
Marty turned herself around and was welcomed into
Michelle's arms. The girls kissed tenderly and fell
asleep again in each other's arms, content and secure
in their new found love and in the warmth and softness
of each other's lush, young body.
First thing Monday morning, Michelle spoke with the
dean and obtained one of the dorms few two-bedroom
suites for herself and her new roommate. One strange
thing though. The second bedroom never did quiteget
used as a bedroom.
- The End -
(This is our fifth story. As always, we welcome
comments and suggestions from our readers. You can
reach us at BYMSAP@aol.com. Thanks for reading our
story and we hope you enjoyed it. Lisa & Sharon)
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