Anna's Diary Ch. 01

-Anna's Experiences at College-

I started dating Anna about six months ago and she moved in with me last month. Last weekend she took her kids to visit their grandfather on the other side of the state so I for the first time in awhile I had the house to myself. While rearranging our bedroom closet I found a box full of old diaries and decided to read them. I was completely shocked. Of course we've talked about our past but not even in her most inebriated state did she mention most of the exploits I read.

Anna is a short girl of five foot one inches. I've seen photos of her when she was young and although Anna was never a thin girl she held a lot of her excess weight in the best place possible, her ample chest. She's always had very long hair and while in her late teens and early twenties it hung down clear past her ass it's now only a little past the middle of her back. Her hair is dirty blonde and although I've never seen her with a bush I have no doubt that her hair color is natural.

Anna went to Western for only two semesters but apparently during that short time she had quite an adventurous time. I have collected them here in small groups because individually some of them are kind of short.

The only form of editing I've done is choosing which entries to submit and which to not. These are all her stories in her own words.

August 27 2013

Moved into my dorm room today. This is the first time I'm going to be away from my family for more than a week. Part of me is nervous but most of me is very excited. I was about half way unpacked when my new roommate came through the door. Jemila's a sophomore but less than a year older than me. She was advanced from sixth to seventh grade because of her intelligence. Jemila is a little taller than me, isn't everyone, with straight black hair that hangs down to her shoulders. Her skin tone is dark brown, nearly the same shade as dark chocolate.

Black people are a rare thing in Grand Haven, especially in the off season. My family never taught me that one race was better than another so I haven't any underlying animosity towards Jemila. In fact I'm excited to live with someone with different life experiences than mine. Part of my desire to attend college was to open up myself to a wider reality.

Jemila introduced herself and gave me a hug which took me by surprise but at the same time instantly calmed my nerves. She had already claimed the top bunk which was fine with me. Taking a break from unpacking Jemila and I took some time to get to know each other. She's from Port Huron, a city clear on the other side of the state. She has two younger brothers, Rob and Darius. She prefers dogs over cats, the opposite of me, but loves all animals. Jemila's majoring in neurobiology, and I thought I was smart, so she's going to be in school for a long time.

She told me that after I was done unpacking, while on our way to dinner, she would show me the town then she jumped into the shower.

She just came out of the bathroom. I was about to close my journal when she released the towel that was wrapped around her. This girl's even more comfortable being naked then I am. I mean, jeez girl we just met less than an hour ago. It's proving difficult not to stare. Her body type is close to mine except she's a few inches taller than me and her backside is much plumper than mine. Before she comes over and asks me what I'm doing I'm going to go.

September 7 2013

Jemila's a very interesting person and I've enjoyed getting to know her better. I think I'm really fortunate to have ended up with such a fun and open minded roommate. With her easy going nature, her giving personality and her exhibitionism, which seems to exceed my own, these last couple weeks have been filled with continuous mind expanding experiences that have helped me grow into a more well rounded person.

September 9 2013

Jamila and I have spent almost every night since I've been here either out meeting people or in our room drinking and getting to know each other. Last night we added a new dimension to our conversation. We sat together on the floor and after sharing a bottle of wine we started joking about how comfortable it would be if we could just sit around naked. When she came out of the bathroom stark naked I couldn't help but laugh. Ignoring me she sat down criss-cross applesauce. I couldn't help but notice Jemila's most private of areas. Where I have a completely shaved kitty she has a perfectly maintained triangle of fur with bald lips underneath. I've never seen skin so dark.

God only knows how many times she caught me glancing at the unobstructed view but it must have been a few because a playful giggle escaped her mouth before she said, "you know, they're all slightly different but they're all beautiful in their own way," she smiled her warm smile at me and continued, "don't you think?"

Hastily I turned away and sheepishly said, "I wasn't staring?"

"Yes you were," her smile was still warm and inviting, "but that's perfectly fine. Curiosity is what drives the human spirit."

We both broke out in laughter. I didn't know what to say, I had been caught staring and thanks to the liquor I began to feel like it was no big deal. "Ok now, that's enough," Jamila said as she raised her knees to her chest and crossed her ankles. "You need to join me," she said as playfully as she could but I could tell she was serious.

Crossing her ankles did little to hide her nakedness, repositioning herself just gave me a different view. "What's wrong," I joked, "I thought curiosity was a good thing."

"I'm not uncomfortable," she lied, "my leg was falling asleep."

We both giggled like school girls and took another drink of our wine. Surprisingly I was calm about the whole situation and it wasn't just because of the alcohol. Standing up I nonchalantly removed my pjs and panties. I hadn't done anything like that before, not even when I had the chance to with my roommates at camp. The closest I've come was when I had a sleep-over once. After everyone went to bed us three girls compared breasts. We ogled and even squeezed each other a few times but that's as far as it went. On occasion, Steph and I had cuddled with each other while we slept but that was with PJs on. I've never seen anybody else's kitty in real life, only my own.

Jemila has a way about her that makes any scenario she presents to me seem like a plausible idea. My inhibitions can't hold up against my desire to expand my horizon and my new roommate seems to be doing everything she can to help push me through a world consumed by restraint and and into one of possibilities.

September 13 2013

Well last night was something new. Jemila and I went out drinking with a few of her friends. While out to dinner I was introduced to Dwayne, a sometimes boyfriend of Jemila. He's so tall. Apparently he's on the basketball team so that makes sense. None of that's the new thing I'm writing about though. We were both a little tipsy when we got home, her more than me, and pretty much crashed right away. Even though I've lived with Jemila for only a couple of weeks I've become used to her not caring if she's nude around me. She showers with the door open and only momentarily covers herself with a towel when she's done. A few times I've walked in on her shaving her legs while sitting on the edge of the tub. One time while I was peeing and she was showering she bent forward to get her ankle and I got an unexpected view of her big round ass. Her lack of inhibitions encourages me to do the same. Most times we sit together in the evening and just talk. We're either wearing just our nighties or our undies or occasionally even completely nude. It's both odd and liberating at the same time.

Physically we do have a few similarities. Like the same shoe size. We both prefer our nails long but real. Her breasts are pretty close to the same size as mine, we've actually tried on each other's bras and hers fit perfectly. It's so cool how well we get along. It feels like what I've always imagined having a sister would be like.

Anyway, back to last night. We both got into our nightgowns and as she attempted to climb the ladder into her bed it became obvious that she wasn't going to be able to do it on her own. While helping her up I had to place my hands on her ample back side and push her up the ladder. I've smacked a girl's ass before but I've never grabbed one or put my hands on one like that. It wasn't really sexual for me, it was more of an odd feeling, like I was somehow taking advantage of her.

Less than five minutes after we were both settled in I felt the bed begin to shake slightly. If I wasn't so buzzed I probably would have guessed right away what was going on but it wasn't till she began to moan that I realized that my roommate was masturbating directly above me. I giggled into my blanket uncomfortably. I tried to keep completely silent and motionless but as Jemila's moans increased in volume and the bed increased in movement I found it more and more difficult. It wasn't until I heard the vibrator turn on that I began to get a little horny myself. Hearing the buzzing sound get quieter and louder as she penetrated herself excited me more than I would have ever believed. My fingers made their way down my body and I began touching myself intimately to the sounds of my roommate getting herself off.

It didn't take long before I heard my roommate climax. She nonchalantly turned her vibrator off and moments later I heard the familiar sound of her slow and slightly snoring breath informing me she had fallen asleep.

Not wanting to wake her I carefully got out of bed and went into the bathroom where I finished myself off. The closest thing I had ever come to that before was hearing my mother and stepfather doing it in their bedroom down the hall. There was nothing sexual about that for me but last night was very erotic. I keep my dildo buried in a drawer but after last night I think I will also hide it under my pillow as I assume Jemila does. I'm not going to tell her what I heard because I'm afraid she won't do it again.