Similar Diferences

Jess had a secret. It's what kept her out of the dorm's showers until late at night or very early in the morning. She knew she wasn't like most other girls in a way that would be difficult to conceal in a shared bathroom. So, she kept her clothes on and kept her secret to herself, only going to the shared showers at the most odd of hours.

Ironically, that's what tipped her off to her roommate's similar patterns. Jen also never went to shower at any regular times; times naturally dictated by the usual rhythms of classes and sports and the pulse of university life. Jess barely thought about it consciously - or so she told herself. Still, the unusual rhythms of Jen's daily ablutions set Jess' mind working on some level and she began to see other tells.

Just like Jess, Jen never changed in sight of anyone else. Even though they were as close and comfortable with one another as roommates and close friends could possibly be, Jen - now that Jess thought about it - was just as body shy and awkwardly modest as Jess was herself.

In the darkness of their shared dorm room, Jess heard Jen quietly moving around, gathering her toiletries and towel for another surreptitious trip to the showers. Jess waited until Jen was gone, then used the moments of privacy to think, and she soon started thinking about relieving herself, as she often did when Jen slipped out to take one of her usually long showers.

As horny as Jess usually was, her sex life was mostly solitary, so she took the opportunity to indulged herself now, slipping her fingers into her panties to caress herself. She'd had a boyfriend once. Then a girlfriend. Both had awkwardly gone their own ways shortly after they finally discovered - as was inevitable - Jessica's secret.

Jess gripped that secret now and felt it swell in her grip. She slipped her other hand into her panties and slid her fingers down across the prominent swelling of her outer labia, feeling and stroking the bulges of the extra anatomy concealed within them.

Jessica sighed as she felt the warm flow of arousal suffusing her body and brain. Her cock throbbed in her hand, eager for release and she felt the walls of her vagina stretch and moisten in arousal at the same time. Her cock was hard and throbbing. Where most women had clits of various shapes and sizes, Jess had a full-fledged and fully functional penis. It was the terminus of her urethra and the vent for her highly productive testicles and their associated glands.

That's what kept Jess out of the showers: Where most girls had a clitoris, Jess had a huge, prominent, unconcealable cock. Even when she was fully soft, just one stray glance at her privates, with her flaccid penis dangling between her thighs would alert anyone to the fact that Jessica's anatomy was not at all normal.

Jess gave in to her urges and stoked her abnormalities. There was no denying that her extra equipment afforded her extra pleasure. She dipped her fingers into her steadily moistening pussy and used her own sex juices to lubricate the fingers that she used to stroke her cock. Jess moaned quietly into the darkness of her room, fully enjoying the opportunity to pleasure herself, alone, while Jen took her own private shower for her own private reasons.

Distantly, a part of Jessica's mind wondered what those reasons might be, even - remotely imagining if they might be similar to her own reasons for being shy. Closer to home, though, Jess left most thoughts aside as she massaged her outer lips and the soft orchids of the sensitive testicles that they mostly concealed. Warm, tingling waves of pleasure coursed through Jessica's body as she stroked her throbbing cock and slid two fingers into her hot, wet pussy. She left thoughts of Jen's bathing habits behind and immersed herself in the buzzing bliss of her self-pleasuring.

Suddenly, Jen was back in her thoughts, though: Naked, soapy, showering. Part of her mind told her to knock it off and pick some other fantasy, but as she stroked her cock, Jess started imagining rubbing her hard dick between the soapy cheeks of Jen's gorgeously hot ass. Fuck. It felt so good and hot and naughty. She went with it...

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Jen turned lazily, luxuriating underneath the hot spray. She sighed with pleasure as the shower scrubbed at her skin and loosened her tense muscles. For a minute or two, she just stood there, letting the steaming jets beat at her neck and back. Ah, she needed this. She'd been wanting this all day.

Jen shampooed her short, straight hair, massaging her scalp with her fingertips and the shower's stiff jets. It helped clear her mind and center her. It also felt pretty damned arousing. She picked up her body soap and squeezed a generous dollop onto her loofa. Starting with her neck and shoulders and working down, she lathered every part of her that she could reach by herself. Almost every part. She gave her generous boobs a good scrubbing and her nipples were hard and tingling and nearly dripping by the time she was done.

She scrubbed her tummy and hips, then her ass cheeks and the deep cleft between them. She bypassed her now buzzing sex, though, moving on to her thighs, legs and feet. Once she'd scrubbed her toes, she put the loofa down on the shelf and turned to face the shower's spray.

Time to clean the equipment. Her pussy was already wet in anticipation and the thick lump of her clit was already half-engorged. Jen slid her hand across her soapy tummy and slid her fingers through the thick curls of bush that covered her prominent mound. She scissored her huge clit between her index and middle fingers as she reached to slip their tips between the large dangling curtains of her inner labia.

Jen sighed and felt herself moistening even more inside. The inner margins of her lips were sticky and wet with her lubrication as she pried them apart and scrubbed her dirty sex clean with her fingers. It was tempting - so tempting - to just jam her foot up on the handrail and finger bang herself to climax right here. Her enormous clit was fully erect now and throbbing insistently, craving her fingers' attention.

Fuck, how she needed to cum!

But the same caution that made her shower at odd hours made her too nervous to jill off there, even now, with most of the dorm fast asleep. Just on the off chance. Jessica would be asleep by the time she got back and if she was quiet, Jen could finish herself off in the semi-privacy of her own bed.

Not wanting to wait any longer for that moment of sweet release, Jen rinsed off quickly, toweled herself dry, and wrapped herself up for the short walk back to her room.

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Jess was so close. She needed release; craved it; expected it. Then she heard the doorknob turn and saw the crack of light from the hallway as Jen came back - too soon.! Jess let out an involuntary sigh of frustration. Damn! Why couldn't Jen have taken just another minute in the shower? Now she'd have to wait for Jen to fall asleep before she could find the release she needed.

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Jen heard Jessica gasp as she opened the door to their shared dorm room. Oh, dear! Had she woken her up? Or had she instead - as the sound if Jessica's gasp seemed to hint - surprised her doing... well, what Jen very much planned on doing as soon as she could get into her own bed?

"Oh. I'm sorry," Jen half-whispered, "Did I wake you up?"

"No," Jess husked into the darkness, her voice ragged with frustrated tension. "No, I was just..."

Jessica's voice trailed off and Jen decided to take a risk. "Just doing what I do when you go take a shower?"

Jen slipped into the room and closed the door on the tense silence. Then she relaxed as she heard Jess giggle guiltily.

"Yeah. You usually take longer," Jess admitted, her voice still heavy with frustration. She sighed to take the edge off her exclamation and to calm her ragged breathing.

"I was quick tonight because I'm super horny," Jen admitted, "and I thought you were asleep, so I was planning on taking care of myself once I finally got to bed."

Another moment stretched between the two young women and then they both burst out giggling. Jess actually felt her flagging cock swell again as she laughed and new hormones of mirth merged with those of her accidentally deflated arousal. Plus maybe some stray mental images as she imagind Jen fingering herself, just meters away.

Jen gasped as she got her outburst of laughter under control, then chuffed, "Well. Aren't we just the pair, then?"

"Right?" Jen could see Jessica's broad grin shining in the dim of their room.

"Okay. New room rule, then," Jen proposed, referring to the half-serious, half-humorous list they'd been keeping. "This dorm room is a masturbation-friendly zone. We're cool with masturbating. Masturbation fucking rocks. No judgement, no embarrassment, no snickering at the silly noises I make when I cum, okay?"

Both of them convulsed in a new round of giggles at that, but eventually Jess coughed, "Okay. Ratified," through the spasms of her laughter.

"Alright then," Jen chuckled, "You just keep on doing what you were doing and I'm gonna slip out of this towel and get into bed."

"Thanks for the encouraging mental image," Jess quipped, hoping that Jen took it as comedy rather than the admission of prurient interest that it was.

"Shut up," Jen chided. "You can't seriously think about me naked while you masturbate. Amendment One," she concluded playfully.

"Not ratified. Can and will," Jess riposted, stroking her now throbbing cock as she did.

"Oh, Stop! Seriously," Jen said, dropping her towel across the back of a desk chair and slipping quickly under the covers of her bed, just a couple meters away from Jessica's,

"You're pretty," Jess ventured, daring.

"Aw... thanks, Sweetie," Jen said. "You're pretty cute, too. Still. No. You seriously... You can totally jill off with me; just not - you know - to me. 'kay?"

"Why mot," Jess challenged.

"Because," Jen replied, "that'd just be... wierd."

"Really?" Jess asked.

"Kinda," Jen replied.

"Well, then I probably shouldnt tell you that I've rubbed out dozens of orgasms imagining you smashing your hot pussy against my mouth, yeah," Jess teased.

"Yeah. Probably not," Jen agreed.

Under the covers at last, Jen massaged her urgently throbbing clit with her palm. Its bulk nearly filled her hand. She slipped two fingertips over the exposed tip and massaged it, letting out a satisfied groan as she felt the ripple of pleasure cascade through her tummy and thigs. A small sigh of satisfaction escaped her lips.

"You're thinking about me," Jess taunted.

"No," Jen lied. She had a clear image in her head now of Jessica sucking on her ginormous clit while Jess pushed her fingers into her own dripping wet pussy. It poured hot fuel on Jen's mounting arousal.

"What then," Jess prompted as she stroked her cuntsauce-sticky cock and fingered her hungry pussy.

"Huh," Jen asked as she slipped two fingers into her dripping cunt.

"What do you think about when you masturbate?"

It was a simple question with a complicated answer. Jen went for the cornucopia answer. "All sorts of things," she replied, "Last cock I sucked. I love sucking cock, chica! Feels so good in my mouth and throat. Last dick I pounded. Last... last pussy I had grind my mouth to cumnation. Whatever it takes to get off. You?"

Ball in her court, Jess was still thinking about the ramifications of Jen's admitted oral fixation for cock. And pussy. "Um, well, I guess the same. And your hot naked ass," she added just for effect.

"Liar," Jen challenged.

"Truth," Jess replied, "Your heart-shaped ass is so fucking hot! It's the talk of the quad. And I imagine prying those hot cheeks apart when I masturbate. Sometimes."

"Now you're playing," Jen deflected. She was getting close now.

"Try me sometime," Jess replied, feeling her cock responding to her practiced grip and her cunt constrict, wet and eager around her intruding fingers.

"Fuck. I'm getting close," Jen announced. "This is so fucking naughty!

I'm gonna cum so hard!"

"Here I was thinking you were such a... huh! such a fucking prude," Jess ejaculated, "always modest and ducking around corners to change your undies. And here you are talking hot dirty sex talk to me as we both masturbate our hot, wet pussies to climax."

"Fuck you, Jess. Fuck you and your hot, wet pussy. Cum. I want you to cum. I'm gonna cum. Cum with me and we'll figure the rest out later, Okay?"

That sounded good enough. "Okay," Jess agreed, "I'm so close!"

"Me, too, Sweetie," Jen replied, "Fuck that hot pussy hard for me!"

Jess complied, redoubling the depth and speed of the fingers she had detailed to bang her pussy and intensifying the grip and speed of the fingers shuffling up and down her cock. She felt twin orgasms building insude her in synchrony and she yearned for the release they promissed.

Jen gripped her clit, tuggging its hoodie back to expose the broad, bulbous glans to her slickened fingertips. Just a little bit more and she was gonna cum so hard. "I'm gonna cum so hard," she gasped for Jess.

"Me, too," Jess replied. "Do it! Cum for me!" Jess felt her cum rising, ready to jet through her cock as her pussy neared its own climax. In a fit, she husked, "Cum for me or I'll cum over there and make you cum!"

Jen was more than tempted to take Jess up on that offer, but in the end just the thought pushed her over the edge and she felt her pussy spasm and her tummy clench in orgasm as she fingered her gooey box and fondled her massive clit.

"Ah. Oh fuck! Fuck yes I'm cumming," Jen announced to the room.

Jen's cries of climax washed over Jess, hot and exciting. Jess cried out with her as she felt her cum rocket through her cock just as her pussy convulsed in its own simultaneous climax. Jess cried out in ecstasy. Her pussy gushed as hot cum rocketed through her cock in hard, thick jets.

By the time both girls' climaxes had subsided to the point where they could talk again, the hour was late and both were pleasantly spent. Sleep loomed over them both.

Still, Jen managed to quip, "That was so fucking hot!"

"Right? I came so fucking hard," Jess admitted as she felt her sex juices sliding across her tummy and between her legs, soaking into her sheets.

"Next time I'm gonna hold out," Jen teased.

"Huh," Jess asked.

"Next time I'm not gonna cum for you until you come over here and make me," Jen blurted.

Both girls thought. about that quietly and a moment stretched out between them.

"Well you just try and hold out then and we'll see what happens," Jess replied. They both laughed at that and they both took it seriously.

Their shared giggles and chatter drifted off as sleep and naughty dreams claimed both girls.

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Jen woke to find Jess gone; off for an early class on campus. There was still a damp spot on the sheets clinging to her ass; remnants of the puddle that her drooling, wet pussy had made last night during that epically hot session of tandem masturbation. Jen could still feel the buzz of last night's release humming pleasantly between her hips. She rolled out of bed, naked.

Before she knew what she was doing, she'd walked over and knelt next to Jessica's bed; the other scene of their mutual nocturnal naughtiness, The bed was neat and made: That was Jess to a tee, always tidy. Jen peeled back the smoothed covers to find the damp spot where Jess had humped her own fingers.

Jen stroked the damp sheets, remembering Jessica's soft sighs as she fingered herself to climax. Her wet spot was so very fucking wet! Jen slipped one hand between her thighs and found her already swelling clit as she leaned over Jessica's bed and pressed her nose and lips to the wet spot. Fuck! It smelled so fucking good! And it was wet enough to taste.

Jen licked at the puddle of Jessica's sex juices and smeared her nose and cheeks into it as she fingered herself. Fuck, she felt so naughty! She imagined licking Jessica's yummy pussy as her fingers worked her clit and spread her huge, sticky labia apart to tease her moistening entrance.

Face planted in Jessica's wet spot, Jen worked herself with both hands, eventually grinding out a long, satisfying climax to her naughty, impromptu masturbation session.

Finished and recovered, she carefully remade Jessica's bed and carefully made plans for that evening.

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When Jess got back to their room, she found Jen working at her desk in front of the window.

"Hey," Jen called over her shoulder. "How was your day?"

"Good. Long. I'm a sweaty mess. Gonna take a shower," Jess announced. "You?"

"Survived Diff-E-Q again and got in a good run in the park. Not bad," Jen answered.

Jess dropped her gym bag at the foot of her bed then walked over and put her book bag on the desk next to Jen's. It looked like Jen was wearing just a large oxford over her underwear. Study casual. Jessica's mind flashed back to their communal masturbation session the night before and arousal blossomed in the naughty part of her mind.

She still had a secret, but Jess felt just a bit less nervous and careful about it now for some reason. Maybe she was looking to get caught. Maybe hoping. At any rate, she decided to stop being so obsessively shy in her own dorm room.

As she set her bag in her chair and started sorting the contents out onto her desk, Jen looked over and smiled at her. "That was fun last night," she said.

"Yeah. Yeah, it was," Jess agreed, smiling back.

"Is my ass really heart-shaped," Jen asked suddenly. As she spoke, she pushed herself back from the desk. She stood and cocked her hips at Jess, pushing her ass towards her roommate and tugging up the hem of her shirt to display her curvaceous ass cheeks clad in thin, tight panties.

"Yep," Jess confirmed, feeling herself stir at the sight of Jen's hot ass being shoved in her direction. "Heart shaped. Definitely. And naughty,"

"Well if I'm naughty..."

Jen didn't have time to finish the sentence before Jess landed a loud, hard smack, flat-palmed against Jen's exposed ass cheek.

Jen cried out with an explosive, "Oh!" Then she followed up with a throaty, "Mmmm."

"Yep," Jess confirmed, "Naughty."

Jen rubbed her ass where Jessica's hand had stung her. She felt her juices churning inside. "What're we gonna do about that," she prompted.

"I'll think of something," Jess replied. "First, I'm gonna shower. I'm dirty as fuck."

"You so are," Jen retorted.

"Gym dirty, not hot, messy sex dirty," Jess replied, then impulsively added, "Yet."

"Go scrub," Jen said, "Me and my naughty heart-shaped ass are gonna finish these homework problems." Jen winked at her roommate and flashed her a deliciously naughty smile as she sat back down at her desk.

The tension in the air was palpable but not anxious or unwelcome. Jess felt there was a moment approaching that she'd have to negotiate carefully, but she felt confident about it now. She hardly made any effort to conceal herself as she undressed and wrapped her towel around herself.

In the shower, alone - almost everyone else in the dorm was out for Friday night festivities - Jess lathered and scrubbed herself clean and horny. Whatever was going to happen when she got back to her room, she was going to be impeccably, edibly clean for it.

Satisfied that she'd scrubbed every nook and cranny and pit, Jess toweled off and wrapped herself up. She brushed and checked herself in the mirror longer than was normal, but she was as eager to get back to her room as she was to look, smell, and taste pretty. She padded down the hallway feeling herself stir with arousal and anticipation.

When she slipped through the door to their shared dorm room, Jess found Jen laying brazenly on her bed, one leg cocked up and her thighs splayed brazenly. One hand covered the front of her panties. She'd lost the shirt and lay there in just a sports bra and the thin panties that Jess had felt when she'd smacked Jen's ass.