I am, once again, hot and bothered lying on my bed in my dorm room. My fingers graze the outside of my panties, lightly teasing the special place between my legs. Masturbation feels lonely to me though. Sigh. I don't want to cum alone. So, I reluctantly withdraw my fingers and hug myself, resigning myself to another sexually unfulfilled, lonely night at college.
After some time, boredom takes over and I decide to go to sleep. I am snuggled under my cozy, white comforter about to drift off to sleep when I hear her keys fumbling in the lock, followed by her soft giggles. Yes! He must be with her. I close my interested eyes and pretend I am asleep, even adding in some soft snores. He hasn't been over in a while and I miss watching the naughty things he does to my roommate. You see, I am a perverted little voyeur. Hee hee. Don't tell anyone.
I hear them arguing in whispers and don't move a muscle.
"Jake, we can't do this."
"Sure, we can. We just have to be quiet."
"It's after hours. You aren't even supposed to be in my room."
"But, I am. So..."
I feel her warm breath inches from my face, checking to see if I am asleep. Don't move. Keep very still.
"She's asleep," she whispers. "But, you have to be quiet."
"Me?" he whispers back. "You're the loud one."
"Shhhhh."
I hear rustlings of clothes and a zipper and peek one eyeball open, rolling it sideways in their direction. She is already naked and he is removing his jeans. My goodness, what a nice ass - so firm, muscular, and squeezable. If only I could reach out and touch it... just once.
He lays her down on her back and covers her body with his own, kissing her mouth. I hear their lips smacking and her soft moans begin. She tilts her head back on her pillow as he nibbles on her neck. Now, his lips stay on one spot and I hear his mouth sucking. She will have a love mark on her neck tomorrow. She pushes on his shoulders to get him to stop, but he doesn't.
After examining his love bite, he moves down to her breasts. His hand works her mounds and my own hands find my breasts. I have to be careful not to move too much to attract their attention. But, I always like to play along. My fingertips wiggle back and forth across my nipples, bringing them to life. God, this feels good.
He continues to play with her breasts and I hear a little more noise escape her lips. Oh, now she bites her lip, trying to silence herself. My fingers stay glued to my nipples, twisting, pinching, rubbing. I almost cry out. I swear my nipples are directly tied to my clit.
He rolls her over to where her back is to us, then he slides in behind her, spooning her. This is perfect. I can fully open both eyes without them seeing me. He pulls her top leg back and drapes it over his leg, opening up her pussy for him. I see his hand disappear in front of him. Oh my, what is he doing? Fingering her or rubbing her clit. I do not know, so my imagination takes over. I envision him sliding his hand up and down her wet pussy, then fingering her.