Roommate Discovery (Fiction)

Those of you who know me and/or have talked to me before know that I'm a freshman in college and I have one roommate, Jessica, that I share the dorm room with. My biggest struggle since moving in with her had been figuring out how to find alone time to masturbate; I'm not someone who would openly masturbate in front of someone else. Even though I'd been really careful with not getting caught, that doesn't mean it hasn't almost happened. There have been many times now where a session has been interrupted by the sound of my roommate unlocking the door, and I've had to scramble under the covers; face flushed, all sweaty, and hair a mess! Two months in and I was sure she knew for a fact that I masturbated on a regular basis. People ask me on here all the time, "Do you know if your roommate masturbates?" My answer has alway been, i'm not sure but she might! My roommate wasn't one of those girls that exuded sexuality. She didn't wear sexual clothing, she didn't talk in innuendo, and she didn't flirt with guys. I knew that most people masturbate and it's really common, but it's just something I never associated with her...Well folks I finally have your answer!! This discovery starts simply with a pair of socks. I'm not a neat person and I'm far from organized; which led to all sorts of problems with finding stuff I needed! One morning while scrambling to get ready for class after sleeping in, again, I couldn't find any clean socks to wear! Jessica was semi organized, and I knew she had done her laundry the night before so she had to have some clean socks in her drawer. I wasn't that snoopy roommate who dug through other people's stuff, but I HAD to get a pair so I could get going to class or I'd be late. The plan was to grab a pair, throw on my shoes, go to class, then out the socks right back when I was done with class. Well that was the plan until I took the socks out of her drawer...

I go to close the drawer but then something kind of...shiny catches my eye. Like I said, I don't paw through peoples stuff normally, but my interest got the best of me: I just had to see what it was! I wrap my hand around the hidden object and I instantly know what it it. The smooth surface, the curvy figure, a cool feel-temperature wise-all tell me it's none other than a glass dildo. Boy was it thick! I could just barely touch my thumb and middle finger together while holding on to it!

I pull it all the way out of the drawer, no longer thinking about going to class anymore, and observe my newest discovery about Jessica. The dildo was eight inches long, nearly five inches wide, and had a huge head on the end! Never would I have expected to find this of all things in her dresser! As I held the dildo up to look at it, I could faintly smell what seemed to be her cum on it. This both interested me and turned me on at the same time. I had never seen another woman's dildo before!

Excited and turned on by this new discovery I thought..."What would it be like to use another woman's dildo? Especially my roommates?" At this point I had completely forgotten that I had a class I was supposed to be in at the moment. I nearly ripped off my pants and my panties and climbed on top of my bed as quickly as possible; anxious to use this new discovery for my own pleasure. I grabbed my personal stash of lube out of the top of my dresser drawer and poured some onto the toy; even though I was very wet at the moment I knew the dildo was still a bit too big for my virgin pussy and would need to extra lubrication.

First I ran the dildo up and down my wet pussy lips, the cool sensation of the glass and the lube making me moan. It was such an amazing sensation! When I was finally ready, I slowly inserted the dildo inch by orgasmic inch. The ridges in the glass added a whole new feeling I had never experienced before in my life, and almost made me orgasm right then and there with it less than half way in me. I start to slowly move the dildo in and out, out it in an inch deeper with each push back in until I have the whole thing inside me.

I could feel my excitement grow every time I moved the dildo in and out of me, the pressure between my legs increasing. My breath was quickening, my legs tensing up, and I knew I was so on the edge of an explosive orgasm. I was consumed by the amount of pleasure I was feeling right at that moment....so consumed by it I didn't hear the keys unlocking in the door. So consumed I didn't hear the door open. I had no idea Jessica was back until I heard her say, "Lilie?! What the fuck are you doing?!?!" To be continued....?