Uni Room Sharing Issue (when To Masturbate)

I was keen on sport so didn't have a boyfriend at school. Before I went to uni I usually masturbated 2 or 3 times a day. A morning 'wake up', and evening 'treat', and at school I would sometimes nip out and find somewhere quiet for, ahem, 'lunch'. A routine that kept me under control.

The first year at uni I shared a room with another girl. We hit it off and sometimes went out together, but only as friends. But sharing messed my masturbation routine. We usually got up and ready at the same time, and were working in th room together in the evening, unless I had sport commitments. Lunchtime was difficult with shopping, training and seeing other people I got friendly with.

I got more tense and agitated and started feeling myself when I got the chance without finding many times to finish. I realised my roommate had an early lecture on a Wednesday, so I had a chance!

One Wednesday she left and I set to - I was in bed with a T-shirt and knickers. Off with the knickers and down with the hand, It was wonderful, knowing I had time and was in a safe place. I stroked my slit, it was slippery and my clit was hard and waiting, but too sensitive to touch. As I worked I checked my nipples with my other hand, nice and pointy. (I wasn't into playing with my tits, but my nipples were a good sign of how I was doing!)

Fingers in, schlick, schlick.. hips pushing up... little moans as the heat built... musn't go too fast and spoil it.. bed covers off... laying naked working my beautiful, eager pussy.

Suddenly I heard the door open and a voice says 'sorry, I forgot my laptop'. I froze and went beetroot red from embarrassment. 'That's OK' I mumbled as I tried to cover up and pretend I wasn't doing anything - oh the shame of being caught!

That evening we were in the room together not talking as the morning episode was fresh in our minds. I had to do something. 'Sorry about this morning' I said, and she responded before I finished 'no, I'm sorry, I know how it is'. As we talked more, she told me of her frustration, even though she was a once-a-day girl. She said she had got away with one session when I was asleep.

In the end we agreed we could do it any time and the other wouldn't mind, we just had to say 'now is a good time'. Sometime we would do it by our selves and the other would carry on working or whatever. As we got used to that we would sometimes do it together, we even started telling each other how our sessions were going - "I'm really wet", "I can get 3 fingers in", "I'm close", "I'm cumming" - it was so erotic hearing her tell me.

Then one big day we agreed to watch each other. Her pussy was amazing, long puffy lips with a downy coating of pubes and dark inner lips and she pulled back her hood to show me her neat silver-headed clit. I showed her my pussy, which is a bit of a mess so I won't describe it, but she said 'it's beautiful, open it right up'.

We started work and I showed how my pussy twiched and pulsed as I worked round my clit. She showed my how her pussy gaped and then slammed shut as she worked her clit. We got so worked up I was shuddering and said, let me cum first. I lay back so she had a good view and got myself right to the edge, a pulsing quivering pussy with my tense bottom raised in the air. Then I was over the edge into strong, moaning orgasm - the best for weeks. She let come down a little and said ' that was fantastic, I've never seen another girl cum before, to see all the tension and then BANG, and the contractions and...' - she was babbling with excitement over what she had seen.

I said 'your turn now'. She said 'I'm nervous'. I told her how beautiful her pussy was, and how much I wanted her to have release. So she started, and didn't take long to get into the action. Really quickly she said 'I'm cumming' and started bucking her hips. Then she went stiff and I saw her pussy pulse, and pulse and pulse So many pulses. The she relaxed ad her legs flopped apart and her beautiful pussy opened right up as little aftershocks made it quiver.

The first time was special, but we've done it again a few times. Room mates, who'd have 'em?!