We Heard You Too!

Angela was my roommate my first year away at college. She was very outgoing and had a personality that made it easy for everyone to be friends with her. 

It only took her about a week to get into the party scene. I wasn't really into it all that much. I was actually more of a third wheel with Angela and a gaggle of boyfriends that followed her around.

After a movie one evening, Angela and her boyfriend tried to get me to party with them but I told them that I just wanted to go home and do some homework then go to sleep. Which is partially true but I was also homesick. 

After a few hours of homework and a tearful phone call home, I Iayed down in bed and drifted off to sleep.

At some point that night I was stirred awake by a low "thud". I peered into the dark room but only saw shadows and after hearing a short giggle, realized that it was only Angela. No doubt she was attempting to sneak back in without waking me. She failed. I rolled over away from her direction when I started to hear hushed whispers from that side of the room. It soon became clear that Angela had brought her boyfriend home!

Our room was rectangle shaped with desks, dressers and a short partition wall running down the middle cutting the room in half. The partition offered only a little privacy. We really couldn't see each other if we were laying in bed but could easily peer over if we propped ourselves up.

The two of them were obviously drunk and had convinced themselves that they had covertly snuck in like ninjas with me being none the wiser. In reality, they were like bumbling elephants tripping over each other!

In the quiet, dark room I could hear them kissing and the rustling of clothes being tossed to the floor. 

Omg! They are going to have sex! With me in the room!! I almost couldn't contain my laugh when I realized that there was no way out of this without them finding out! I was trapped! 

Angela was moaning softly and starting to breath heavy. My curiosity got the better of me so I propped myself up just enough to see over the partition. In the soft glow of light in an otherwise pitch black room I could make out the silhouette of Angela's body hovering over her boyfriend and her head bobbing at his hips. It was erotic.

I settled back into bed and slipped a hand down the front of my shorts and into my panties. I was so aroused that I was soaking the gusset of my panties.  The sounds from the other side of the room turned from soft moans to the obvious rhythm of drunken sex. The mattress rubbed against the wall as Angela and her boyfriend thrust themselves together in a feverish coitus. The moaning and heavy breathing were now unrestrained. 

I ran my finger over my engorged clit and it sent a jolt up my spine! Working my fingers in circles I could feel the tension of an orgasm wrestling to get free.

The unmistakable rhythm of skin slapping together seemed like the clattering of a freight train running through the room. My pussy ached as I feverishly worked my clit until a leg shaking orgasm hit and I caught myself almost letting out a scream while I covered my mouth. The slapping noise continued unabated.

My heart was racing and I had to catch my breath. After several more minutes the pace of slapping increased until it crescendoed with a rather large male grunt and Angela's moans. They had to know that would have woken me, right?

Angela's boyfriend struggled to dress himself in the dark but he finally managed to right himself and quietly exited out the door. 

After Angela had settled in I got out of bed and went into the bathroom to pee and change my underwear. When I reentered the room, Angela was sitting up in bed with her lamp on.

"You heard us didn't you?" I couldn't contain myself as I let out a laugh and mocked Angela as I mimicked the sound of her "sex moans". I climbed back into bed.

"Well, we heard you too!"

Oh, snap!