My roommate Leslie is a real slut.
I knew that when she brought a guy back to our room the first night in the dorm. I had to camp out in the lounge with the Scrabble geeks while she got pounded in our room. The next morning the whole room smelled of sex. I even found a pool of dried cum and pussy juice on my dresser.
Luckily she's got a really hot body and a gorgeous face, and is hard to stay angry at - especially when she gives you one of her broad, shining smiles. I think she could easily be a fashion model if she wanted to - kind of a blonde Cindy Crawford, without the mole. But Leslie wants no part of it. "Models don't get to fuck enough" she claims. I don't know how much would be "enough" for Leslie: she's got a pretty high libido. I don't think she's gone a single day here at school without at least one sex partner.
At first, I was annoyed by her sluttish behavior because it threw me out of the room. But one afternoon I told her that her throwing me out so she could screw boyfriend #16 really pissed me off, and she surprised me by telling me that she didn't care whether or not I stayed. So from then on, whenever she came back to the room with a guy, I just stayed on my bed reading.
Some of the guys were freaked out about having me in the room, but they soon learned that since Leslie didn't care, if they didn't go along with it they wouldn't get into her pants. Over the first week I watched Leslie screw five guys out of the corner of my eye. Usually they would just hump under her covers, and so while I was able to hear almost every detail, I never got to see the guy's cocks. At the time that's what I was straining to catch a glimpse of. It didn't occur to me that Leslie was where I should have been directing my attention.
One Friday night she brought a guy named Dave back to the room after they had seen a movie. She pulled him onto her bed and began kissing him. He noticed me across the room, but I just played it cool. I could see that Dave was a little uncomfortable at first. When he and Leslie started making out he kept peeking over at me, but I just sat there with my book. Gradually Leslie started to tug at his clothes, trying to take off his shirt. It was clear, however, that he didn't want to go any further with me in the room. He tried to get Leslie to come with him over to his room but she had settled into her bed and wasn't going to move.
"This is it, Dave," she said. "Leslie's pussy opens up on this bed, and this bed only!" She sat back and smiled, pulling her tube top over her head. Her tits flopped out and she cupped them in her hands. As I would learn later, Leslie never wore a bra if she didn't have to.
Now, I've seen women's breasts before, but even I was impressed with these beauties. Soft and firm, they sat perkily on her chest, just begging to be sucked and caressed. After that Dave sort of forgot that I was there. He grabbed Leslie by the waist and started off. I pretended to keep reading, but kept my eyes on the action on Leslie's bed. She tore off her clothes revealing her smooth hard body. Dave looked pretty good himself and I started getting excited watching the two of them fool around.
Dave moaned as Leslie pulled off his briefs and gently licked at the head of his cock. He fondled her tits as she took him into her mouth and started to pump his cock in and out. I could see Leslie's saliva leaking out the corners of her mouth, running down her neck. She got on her knees for a better angle, and raised her ass up off the bed. I got my first clear look at her pussy. It was soft and hairless. Her lips poked out pretty far and her clitoris was clearly visible. As she shifted her hips, her labia opened a little and some of her creamy lubrication began dripping out. She reached back with one hand and held her pussy open with two fingers while a third gently prodded her clit from side to side.
I started getting hot watching this smooth-skinned blonde slut finger her pussy right in front of me. Now, I'd seen other girl's twats in the gym shower and all, but never juicy and spread open like this. I could see how her lips got all swollen with her cum-lust. Little drops of cunt juice glistened on her pubic hairs as her fingers probed and stroked. I'm no lesbo, but I felt like going over and just sticking my tongue up that steamy box, and getting my face sticky with her cream. I leaned forward and stared as Leslie's ass swayed from side to side as she moaned into Dave's cock, now furiously pumping down her throat.
Unfortunately just as Leslie was about to push her fingers directly into her box, Dave started to cum. He grabbed her head and pounded vigorously into her mouth. Leslie had to use both hands to keep her balance. He must have poured a lot of cum into her mouth because she didn't swallow it all. I could see some of it on her tongue and lips as she swirled it around in her mouth. Smiling, she swallowed the rest and licked her face clean. Leslie was about to pull Dave down to her pussy, but just then he leaned over and switched off the light and pulled the blanket over the two of them. Now I couldn't see them, but Leslie's slurping and moaning left little to the imagination. I lay back on the bed and rubbed my pussy through my jeans, imagining that I was joining Leslie and Dave under the covers.
It wasn't exactly like I wasn't getting any male attention at school. I mean, I've got a slim bod, medium to small breasts, and long dark hair. A few guys had already asked me out, but I just didn't move as fast as Leslie did, and I guess I was feeling left out, not to mention being horny as hell. My usual internal dating schedule went something like, talking on the first date, a good night hug or kiss on the second, light kissing on the third, and general making out and necking on the fourth. If I really liked the guy I would let him start feeling my tits and ass after that. I'd only gone all the way twice in my life, so you can see how Leslie's moving from the initial "Can I buy you a drink?" to "Ow! You're on my hair!" in one evening left me out in the cold. Frustrated, I sank beneath my covers and fingered my pussy while listening to Leslie's squishy cunt get tongued and sucked.
The next morning I watched through my sheets as Leslie led Dave naked into the bathroom where they shared a shower before he left for team practice. I could hear the shower stall shaking next door as he fucked her against the wall. Leslie's grunts of pleasure echoed through the room.
When Leslie came back into the room, she was wrapped only in a towel. She plopped herself down in the easy chair and just sat, watching the trees rustle in the breeze outside. I pretended I was still asleep. Absently, Leslie began to stroke her breasts. She opened the towel, showing me those fabulous globes again. Her hands stroked and cupped them, her fingers softly pinching her nipples. Her left hand began to slide across her smooth belly. It gradually snaked down to her crotch, and one by one, she pulled her thighs back until they were almost at 90 degrees to her waist. Her cunt was now fully exposed, and her pussy lips were pulled apart. The scent of her juices wafted forth as she gently stroked her pussy. Her little clit pointed out of its hood, and her fingers softly pushed it back and forth.
She sighed and shifted in her seat. With her eyes closed, her head lay back and her fingers began to stroke her clit in earnest. I watched in amazement as she unashamedly masturbated in the middle of the room by an open window. Soon she began to moan as her climax approached. Her fingers blurred over her pussy as her hips started to churn up and down. Grunting and gasping, she came over her hand, her cunt coating her fingers with creamy lubrication.
I guess I had forgotten that I was supposed to be asleep 'cause I had sat fully up, and was staring open mouthed at her brazen display of lust. My right hand was busy at my own cunt. Leslie opened her eyes and looked over to me. Embarrassed, I broke away and tried to pretend nothing had happened but Leslie knew better. She came over and sat next to me on the bed and began unbuttoning my nightshirt. I should have stopped her, but before I knew it she had pulled off my shirt and had pushed me back onto the bed. With a form grip, she pulled my thighs apart, pressing them back up towards my tits.
Slowly she knelt between my legs and began kissing and licking her way up my thighs. When she got to my pussy she took a deep breath and let her tongue play across my lips. It was the most incredible feeling I'd ever felt. I've had guys inside me, and have even gotten licked once or twice, but the thrill of having this luscious soft baby sucking on my box was just too much.
Leslie kept on licking my lips until I pulled her head closer in. She pointed her tongue and shoved it straight up my cunt, tasting all my inner juices. I saw that she was fingering her own pussy while she was tongueing mine, so I pulled her hips towards me. She had obviously done this before, since she swing right around in one motion, and rotated her hips so that her cunt was right at my mouth level. I had never tasted another girl's vagina before, but was so hot that I guess I dove right in. Leslie had a shaved pussy, and her lips were soft and tender. No wonder she had such a steady stream of guys at her door.
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