I laid in bed staring up at the ceiling with the weight of Jessica's head upon my chest, her hair tickled my chin as I rubbed the small of her back. She had fallen asleep and I dared not move. Her hair smelled of coconut, lavender and hints of tea tree. I drowned in the fragrance. A few moments later, Jess finally stirred, wriggling her body against mine to get more comfortable.
"Hey sleepy head," I whispered, brushing my lips against her ear.
"Mmmhum…hey," she responded, her eyes still closed, but a small smirk played on her lips. "How long was I asleep for?"
"About two hours."
She shot up. "Two hours?! And you didn't move?" I shook my head. "Why not?!"
"You looked so beautiful. So what if the left half of my body lost all feeling?"
She laid back down on me and hugged me tight. "You're such a good pillow."
I nodded in agreement. She rubbed my stomach and tip toed her fingers around my belt. "What time is your roommate coming back?"
"She didn't say… Why?" I asked, knowing exactly why she asked.
"Well…" she started as she effortlessly slipped her hand under my pants, shifting her weight up as she slide her hand further down, "I think you deserve a big thanks."
"Oh yeah? What did you have in mind?"
"Hum…" she pretended to think as her index brushed my clit. "How about…I make the world's best pillow scream into one?" And with that she expertly plunged two fingers into my already wet pussy and my breath hitched.
Her free hand found her way to my pierced nipples and her pillowly lips, kissed every inch on my neck. She lingered on the throbbing vein as she suckled gently. Her breathing made the hair on my neck rise.
I started to find my rhythm with her and gently grinded on her fingers. I positioned my thigh between hers and pulled her hips down so she could grind on me. The friction distracted her, and she paused for a moment to catch her breath.
"Fuuuuck," she hissed into my ear and I smirked. She grabbed my face and took my bottom lip between her teeth, biting down and breaking the skin. I could taste my blood in my mouth, but I didn't care. It didn't even hurt. Maybe it was the adrenaline.
I looked up at her. Her eyes were closed tight, her lips slightly parted, her cheeks flushed and her breathing heavy. She had lost concentration in my own ecstasy; her fingers lying lazy inside me.
"Sooo, what happened to this 'me screaming into a pillow thing'?" I teased, my eyebrows raised.
She opened her eyes, and looked down at me heavy with lust. She grinned wickedly. "Oh yeah…" She suddenly pulled her fingers from inside of me and licked them slowly, catching every ounce of me on her tongue. I could have come right then and there. She quickly flipped me over, tore my pants down, firmly smacked my ass and plunged her tongue deep inside of me.
She turned around and laid her head right beneath me and pushed my waiting pussy onto her face and slipped her fingers back into me. I concentrated on not coming too quickly, knowing the longer I held out, the better. I bucked my hips up every time I got too close and she promptly pushed me back down but before throwing some dirty talk in there.
"You gonna cum for me baby?"
"Yesss"
"Are you close?"
"So close."
"Wait for me…" I looked back and her free hand was frantically rubbing her clit then dipping into herself, pulling her wetness out and working on her clit again.
"Oh Jess…" I could barely breath at the sight.
"I'm so close."
"God yes." Our moans collapsed atop of one another and I was certain the entire floor could here us, maybe even the entire building.
"Come with me baby, now." Jess demanded a few moments later."
"OH. MY. GOD!"
"Fuck Ash, yes."
"No, Jess, stop. STOP!"
"What?" She pulled from under me and we both stared at a shell-shocked Spencer standing in the doorway, a stack of books in her arms. She stood there staring at us, staring at her.
"Spencer."
"Oh! Ash-Ashley…and J-Jessica, yeah? I just wanted to drop these books off." The pile tumbled out of her hands onto the floor. "Uh…no big deal. I-I'll get these later. Give you guys some privacy…" She turned quickly, almost hitting the doorframe as she did and damn near ran away, letting the door slam behind her.
I looked at Jess.
"Well she seems nice."
It had been about three hours since Spencer walked in on my impromptu sexcapade and I was starting to think that maybe she requested a room change. Jess had left back to USC so she could get some rest before classes started the next day. She, for who knows what reason, decided that a 7am class was a good idea.
My own class didn't start until noon. I really liked my sleep and I really liked my drugs. Either I was asleep somewhere or high somewhere or a combination of both. Either way, I needed the extra time to get my shit together.
I wasn't as bad as I was in high school. Jess really helped me get my shit together enough to graduate. She was the valedictorian, while her girlfriend sat many rows back with a solid 2.2 GPA and rolling on half a molly. But hey, C's get degrees.
I heard the doorknob turn and the door opened a crack.
"Ash? It's me…everyone decent?"
I walked over to the door and pulled it open. Spencer's pale cheeks were still flushed, her big blue eyes even larger as she looked at me.
"Whew! I thought you changed rooms."
"I tried but no luck." My jaw fell slack. "I'm joking!" She lingered in the doorframe for a moment with a goofy grin on her face before shaking her head. "I brought coffee…and possibly stale pastries."
Spencer produced two coffees and a brown paper bag in a cup holder to me.
"Stale?" I said as I reached out for them, letting Spencer walk into the dorm.
"Yeah, well they were free, so I don't have high expectations." She sat on her bed and kicked her shoes off.
"How'd you get them for free?"
"It was almost closing…and I'm pretty sure the barista was hitting on me."
I raised an eyebrow. "Well then… was he hot?" I peeked into the bag and the smell of blueberries wafted up my nose.
"She was cute - a bit young looking though. I'm sure she'll be 'hot' in a few years." I should my head and chuckled. "What?" Spencer asked.
"Fucking straight girls. Always getting whatever they want from un-expecting, naïve baby dykes. "
"Hey! Wait, I didn't ask for the damn scones!" She took a sip of the coffee I handed her. "And… who said I was straight?"
