The Roommate Ch. 02byCalLorenson©
This is a continuation of the story about my girlfriend, Kara, and her roommate, Joyce. Back in the era of "Peace and Love" (actually, contrary to all the talk, at the time there was precious little of either), when we were all in college. If you haven't read the first part, I'd suggest you go back and read it to understand the characters and the situation a little better.
Time-wise, this part actually occurred a little before the incident I related in Chapter 1. Only later did Kara tell me about this part of the story.
I'd like to thank P_A_Solcrofft for his time and advice in the editing of this story.
Joyce was a great roommate for my girlfriend Kara. They enjoyed each other's company as friends, but once they moved in together, they realized how many interests they shared and how their temperaments seemed to compliment one another. Kara had always been a little reserved. Not exactly shy, but she didn't make friends easily and was not one to take the lead in a conversation.
Joyce was just the opposite — outgoing and full of life. Anyone she didn't know was just a friend she hadn't met yet. While Kara was more interested in the domestic side of making their apartment more appealing to live in, Joyce saw it as her duty to make sure Kara had some fun. Of course with me in the picture, Joyce made sure I took Kara out at least once a week for a meal, or dancing, or a party. It was fine with me (although the budget was short and "out to eat" often meant a trip to the local burger palace), and Kara enjoyed going out as much as I did.
Kara lived in another state, but I was only a couple of hours drive away from my parents house. I was expected to go home for birthdays and other special family occasions. Most special occasions anyway. My sister's high school chorus's fall concert was not quite important enough to come home for since I had a test. Of course, I didn't tell my folks the test was to see if I could screw Kara's brains out every day that weekend.
Kara had gone home with me twice already, and my parents thought she was terrific. However, as a music major, she had a killer practice schedule, and I knew it wasn't fair of me to expect her to drag along on every trip I made home.
In January, shortly after we'd gotten back for the new term, I went home for my cousin's wedding. He was the same age I was, and we'd spent a good part of our early years growing up together — this was a family event that I actually wanted to attend. I packed up after my last class of the day and was ready to go when Kara got home from class. She wasn't coming home with me on this trip, and I wanted to say goodbye before I left.
I had a ride home with Josh, my apartment mate. We'd grown up together and been best friends pretty much forever. He was taller than me and better looking. At least the girls seemed to think so. He always had a plenty of dates. Lately, in fact, he'd even gone out with Joyce a couple of times.
Once Josh and I were ready, we swung by Kara's apartment so I could say goodbye. I knocked on the door, and Joyce answered.
"Hi, Mike. Hey, where's that good looking roommate of yours? Did you leave him in the car? Come on, tell him to come in and say hello."
I waved to Josh, and we both entered the apartment. Joyce jumped up into a hug with Josh and locked her legs around him. He was unprepared, and they almost tumbled to the rug. Joyce was laughing as they disengaged. She tugged him towards the kitchen. "Come on. You've got to try one of the brownies I made."
When they were out of sight, I collected Kara in a warm embrace. The weather was supposed to be cold but not snowy, and I told her I'd be back Sunday afternoon. She snuggled close for a kiss, and told me how horny she would be by that time., As she said it, she rubbed my cock through my pants.
"Whoo, hoo! Looks like she means business, Mike. You'd better be ready," Joyce called from across the living room. She gave Josh a deep kiss then turned back to me. "Now you guys get out of here. The sooner you get back, Mike, the sooner Kara will be able to take care of you."
I was startled because I hadn't realized she was even in the room let alone listening to us. I thought she and Josh were still in the kitchen. Kara blushed a little bit but gave me another warm, wet kiss before I left. Josh thanked Joyce again for the warm, napkin-wrapped brownie he had clutched in his hand.
After we left, Joyce decided Kara needed a little cheering up. "So, girlfriend, what are you planning for the weekend now that your man is out of the way?"
Kara smiled. That was Joyce's usual refrain when I was gone for the weekend, and she gave her usual answer, "I'm planning to get all the things done I don't seem to do when Mike's around. That Chopin etude I'm supposed to perform for the jury in two weeks needs mucho work."
"Yeah, yeah. But what about tonight? I'm dateless and in the mood for a pizza and wine party. How about you?"
"Sure. That would be fun. Maybe there's another crummy movie on TV. Although I don't know how you could top Attack of the Flying Saucers."
Joyce laughed. "Hey, now. It really wasn't so bad after the second bottle of wine kicked in. Course, I don't really remember the way it ended."
"Probably because you were sound asleep on the couch."
"Was not. I may have had my eyes closed for awhile, but I watched all the parts where they blew up those cheesy models. The Eiffel Tower looked like it was made of toothpicks."
"Well, you may have watched the destruction of planet Earth, but I couldn't follow the dialog over your snoring."
"Huh!" Joyce snorted. "Well just for that, I'll let you make the pizza while I go get some wine."
Later, the pizza was gone and they'd found nothing of interest on TV. The apartment was warm, and for comfort they'd each put on long t-shirts they both used for pajamas. As they finished the wine, they talked. Joyce once again brought up how horny she'd been lately. "This really sucks, not getting any."
"What about Josh?" Asked Kara.
She grinned. "He's next on the list provided I don't get a better offer. He looks like someone who could keep me happy for a while."
"I'm surprised you haven't let him into your bed yet."
"You mean 'why haven't I fucked him yet?'"
Kara blushed a little. "Yeah. He's available, and he obviously finds you attractive."
"Strategy, my dear," Joyce replied, smiling. "You got to get them hot and panting for it before you let them in on the main event. Anticipation." Joyce sang a few bars of the song, and Kara grinned.
"So, in the meantime," Joyce continued, "I just tell myself 'you are not horny,' and it's all better."
"Maybe you should concentrate more on your studies." Kara remarked.
"Right, but studying makes me horny. I might not be able to give Josh the build up he needs."
"Joyce, life makes you horny."
Joyce grinned and tossed a couch cushion at Kara. "Well, at least you've got someone who screws your brains out regularly," she said. "Sometimes I just can't bear it, listening to you two get it on in the bedroom."
"Well, you're not supposed to listen!" Kara exclaimed.
"Like I could avoid it. Mike is usually pretty quiet — just grunts and groans. You, however, like to sing your song."
Kara felt a major blush suffuse across her face. "I'm sorry. I don't mean to get that way, it's just..." Her voice trailed off in a kind of dreamy reverie as she thought about what it felt like when riding Mike's hard cock.
Joyce smiled and moved over beside her on the couch. "Hey, it's okay. I'm not complaining. It's sort of like having my own private sex show. Maybe you guys should perform professionally."
Kara dissolved into giggles. "Now I know you're joking. Who would pay money to see me naked?"
"Plenty of people, doll. You are gorgeous — long tall Sally without her red dress on."
"Oh, don't. My tits are already starting to droop. Who wants to see that?"
Joyce frowned in exasperation. "Here. Stand up and take off your shirt. Let's see those tits."
Somewhat self consciously, Kara stood and pulled her shirt off. She struck a pose, and Joyce applauded.
"See, I'm already starting to sag," Kara replied sardonically.
Joyce stood up and walked around the girl, looking at her from all angles. "Hmm. Maybe it's because you spend too many hours hunched over the piano. Let's pull those shoulders back a little. Come on. Stand up straight."
Kara straightened, but then stretched her arms back and sighed. "My muscles get so tight from all that practice. McMaster never lets up."
Joyce put her hands on Kara's shoulders and kneaded the muscles. "How about you let a dancer show you how to get the knots out? Come on. You lay down, and I'll see if I can't loosen you up some."
Kara giggled. "With all the wine I've had, I'm already pretty loose. I wish Mike were here."
"Nope. If he was here, you'd never get a massage — at least for your shoulders. He's a guy. Thirty seconds of targeted muscle relief, and then he'd dive for your boobs. Within two minutes you'd both be doing the horizontal hula. Now, come on."
Joyce led Kara into Joyce's bedroom dimly lit with a nightlight. Joyce shrugged out of her shirt and grabbed a bottle of lotion from the dresser. Taking a dirty sheet out of the laundry, she flipped it over the covers on the bed. "Here. Lay down, and let me work on you."
Kara gratefully plopped down on the bed and grabbed a pillow for her head. "All right, do me." Then she giggled at what she'd just said.
"You think I wouldn't? You are quite the dish. God, I'd love to watch you and Mike get it on some time."
Kara giggled again, but the thought of having someone watching while Mike was inside her made her pussy give an involuntary twitch. "Mike would freak out" she said
"Ha! He's male, isn't he?" Joyce shot back. "I'll bet you six ways to Sunday he'd fall all over himself to have an audience. All I'd have to do is tell him how hot it would make me to see him fuck you. It's not like I'd have to write up something formal."
Kara was enjoying the feeling as Joyce's slick hands rubbed over her back. The oil had some kind of fruity odor that smelled really good. With the wine, and Joyce's suggestion, she started to drift off into a really great fantasy about her, and Mike, fucking in front of an audience.
She let her end of the conversation lag and just responded with quiet little "Mmms" of encouragement. She imagined it was Mike's hands working on her back while Joyce watched them. Almost involuntarily, her hips squeezed together, giving her intimate areas a pulse of stimulation.
Joyce worked her way down Kara's back kneading and rubbing. She concentrated on the soft tissues on either side of her spine and worked her way downwards. She stopped, poured more oil on her hands, then came back to Kara's shoulders, stretching them up and back. Once Kara had settled back into position, Joyce started working her way back down the center of her back.
By the time Joyce got to her buttocks, the feel of her slippery hands had made Kara more than a little aroused. When she felt the other girl's fingers traveling down the cleft between her cheeks, she was torn between wanting her to stop before she found how wet she had gotten, and the hope that she would continue down between her legs and give her aching sex some relief.
But it was not to be. Joyce continued on down to the backs of her thighs and on to her calves. Kara was surprised how frustrated she felt. She wasn't the kind of girl who liked other girls. Was she? Kara had never thought she would be aroused by another woman, but the sensual warmth of Joyce's hands was definitely turning her on. A lot.
Kara wished Mike was here right now. She would let him fuck here right now. in front of Joyce. In front of anyone! She smiled a little as she imagined the look of surprise on his face as she dragged him to the bed and pulled his clothes off.
At first she'd been a little embarrassed at Joyce's suggestion of watching them have sex, but the more Joyce's hands worked her back muscles, the stronger the fantasy grew. She visualized herself with Mike, poised behind her, ready to thrust inside her while Joyce watched from beside the bed. Joyce had her clothes on in her first visions, but as the massage progressed, she imagined Joyce watching nude. She wouldn't be able to resist their hot, sexual display. Joyce would have to reach between her own legs to touch herself. Kara imagined Joyce's hand reaching out to touch Mike's rear as he flexed into her...
Joyce gave Kara a nudge on her butt. "Turn over. Time to do the other side."
Kara startled out of the fantasy. She was groggy from the mix of wine and the massage, but over it all floated a luminous sense of arousal. She obeyed silently and laid there, eyes closed, in anticipation.
Joyce started at her shoulders again, working the muscles on down her arms. Kara sighed and relaxed into the massage. The rubbing touch of Joyce's hands was the only thing that mattered. She took each of Kara's hands, separated the fingers, and kneaded the digits individually.
When Joyce laid Kara's arms back on the bed, she moved them to the sides so she had access to Kara's ribs. As Joyce stroked up and down her rib cage, Kara noticed that Joyce's strokes back towards her waist were higher on her chest rubbing along the sides of her breasts, causing them to shift and stir.
Kara could feel her nipples clenched tight with desire. Just when she thought she couldn't stand it any longer, Joyce finally slid her oily hands completely over and across her breasts. Her nipples felt like hard little marbles, and the jolt of pure pleasure made her gasp.
"Nice, huh?" Joyce asked.
Kara could only moan has the other girl's hands slid off the sides of her soft, pillowy breasts, leaving the tips in urgent need of more stimulation. "God, you're killing me here," she said
There was no doubt in Kara's mind now. Somewhere in the last minutes they'd crossed the line. She was now thoroughly aroused — by another girl!
"Oh, yeah," Joyce remarked. "We'd have Mike licking your pussy in a minute, wouldn't we?"
Dreamily, Kara replied, "He's never done that to me. Not yet, anyway."
"No! You're kidding. All you do is fuck?"
"Well, no. Sometimes I suck him." Kara smiled.
Joyce had worked her way down across Kara's stomach. Kara's hips bucked up of their own accord as the other girl's hands slid past on either side of her aching pussy. Not quite the right way! She'd expected to feel a surge of sensation, from Kara's fingers. Kara wanted to feel Joyce's fingers directly on her aching clit, and she was disappointed — and almost frantic with desire.
"What's that buzzing noise I hear sometimes?"
"Huh!?" In her excitement Kara missed Joyce's question and had to replay it in her sex-befuddled brain. "What? Oh. That." She felt a surge of blood to her face and knew she was blushing deeply. As Joyce's hands went to work on her thighs, she tried to relax and reorder her thoughts. "That's Mike's massager."
"Yeah, one of those vibrator things? I got it at Sears for Mike last Christmas when he was having trouble with backaches."
"Does he still have backaches?"
"Well, sometimes," Kara said with a lazy smile. "Actually, he figured out another use for it pretty soon after I gave it to him."
"Another use?" Joyce encouraged.
"Oh, yes." Now she was feeling daring. "He uses it on my pussy," she confessed and giggled at what she had said.
"Your pussy? How does it feel?"
"Oh, my god. You have no idea. I fell in love all over again that first night," she giggled again.
Now Joyce's eyes had a far-away, dreamy look. "Show me," she said.
"What?" Kara looked up, startled.
Joyce gave her a lazy smile. "Show me."
"Oh, yes. I'm in the mood for it, that's for sure. Rubbing you all over really made me feel good. Use it on me like Mike uses it on you. Make my 'front' ache go away."
Kara was uncertain for a moment, but a feeling of daring danced along with the her arousal. The massager was under her bed, and in a moment, she had retrieved it. It was turquoise blue and looked like a small hand mixer with a handle like a hammer. Instead of mixing blades, it had a round, hemispheric knob of plastic sticking out at the bottom.
"Oh. So how does it work?" Joyce asked.
Kara smiled and reached over Joyce to plug it into the wall outlet. She couldn't help but make contact with the other girl and reveled in the warm smoothness of Joyce's skin against the hard nubs of her nipples.
Once the massager was plugged in, she sat back and flicked on a small black switch. The machine made a quiet buzzing noise. Both girls sat there for a moment staring at the object in Kara's hand.
"That's it?" Joyce asked.
"Just wait," Kara smiled and touched the knob to the other girl's shoulder. She let it drift gently over the muscles on the right side of Joyce's neck then lifted it off and put it on the right side.
"Mmmm. I can see why that would make Mike's back feel great." Kara reached over and gave the other girl's shoulder a nudge. "Lay back, and I'll show you what it's really good for."
Joyce slipped back on the bed and scrunched a pillow behind her head. Kara waited until she had settled in place then reached over and touched the end of the humming massager to Joyce's pubic mound and moved it gently through the light brown curls.
"Oh my God. That is so amazing." Joyce's voice was quietly distant as she felt the vibrations throughout her pelvic area. Her legs parted slightly as Kara moved the massager down towards the join of her legs.
Kara knew Joyce wanted to feel the vibrations more directly, but she deliberately slid the machine off to one side, traveling down the inside of the other girl's thigh. Two could play at this teasing game.
Joyce was making small moans of pleasure as Kara buzzed the machine all around the area, never going near the other girl's clitoris. Joyce's legs were now splayed out, wantonly displaying her sex now flushed a deep red. Kara had never looked at another girl before, but in the dim light of the room she could see Joyce's arousal in the way moisture glistened on the lips that had opened like the petals of a flower.
"Oh, god. Oh, god. Just DO it!" Joyce shrieked. "Come on and make me come."
Kara finally took mercy on the girl and pressed the tip of the massager against her clitoris letting her feel the full force of the vibration. Joyce gave one tense "UH!" of pleasure, then her back arched and her mouth opened in a silent scream of joy. Kara could see the waves of muscle contraction in Joyce's body as pulse after pulse of orgasmic bliss surged through her body.
Joyce finally collapsed back to the bed and lay panting for a moment. "That was one of the most incredible things I've ever felt, Kara. Thank you, thank you for that - " and her eyes bugged out as Kara moved the massager's tip back up to her sensitive clit once more.
"Oh, no!" Joyce pleaded. "Don't. I can't. I can't stand it. Oh, shit! I'm coming again!" Her voice cracked and she uttered unintelligible little cries as another powerful orgasm swept through her body.
Kara let the other girl catch her breath for a moment this time while she trailed the massager up and down Joyce's legs. She used it for a time on the soles of Joyce's feet eliciting both sighs of satisfaction as it relaxed her muscles, and giggles as it tickled her skin.
She brought the tool back up to Joyce's pelvic area again and used it on the sides of her hips.
"Oh, my god that is a wonderful thing." Joyce wiped her hand across the beads of sweat on her forehead. "Why don't you lay back a minute?"
"I'm not sure you're done yet." She smiled at Joyce as she moved the massager back to the girl's pubic mound.