I rolled over and stretched, arching my back and working out all the excess sleepiness before laying on my side and stroking my pussy lips softly. As usual, I had woken up before my alarm had gone off. I looked around my apartment. I had been back in college a month or so (more than likely the or so, I hadn't switched my calendar over for a while) and was falling into my old habits. Namely waking up early, hanging out all morning, hitting up maybe one class a day and then crashing either in my apartment or in a friend's dorm after a particularly interesting party.
I looked over at the wall across from me, covered only by my desk and chair and an old poster. My roommate had moved out a few weeks ago, complaining that I didn't let her sleep enough and she had no time to study. God that girl was such a drag. I was in the process of looking for other roommates but until then, I had the apartment all to myself. My parents had rented it for me (it was the only place near the college that would actually rent to a college student) on the condition that I find responsible roommates to help share the rent. It consisted of 3 bedrooms, a kitchen, a living room, and 2 bathrooms (one between two bedrooms and the other between a bedroom and the living room). What can I say, my mother and father wanted the safest apartment they can find, and this was the only one that matched their qualifications.
I sat up and moved my feet onto the floor, letting them scratch the top of the blue gray carpet before stepping down and yawning. I went to the bathroom between my room and the next, stretching. Thanks to my sleepy eyes and off balance body I almost fell off the toilet and pissed in the trash can but I righted myself at the last minute.
I peed and headed back into my room, crashing on my bed. I laid there face down for about 20mins before sitting up again. Next to my bed was my personal TV (I refused to leave home without it, even though the apartment came fully furnished and had one of those huge plasma TVs mounted to the living room wall) tilted to face my bed. My PS2© was connected but nothing was in it, mainly because I got in extra late last night. My clothes were in a crumbled heap on the floor by my desk. I walked over and sorted my cell phone out of the pile, hit a number and turned on the speakerphone, resting my phone on the desk so I could move around.
"Hey baby. What's up?" I grinned even though I knew he couldn't see it.
"Hey cuz. How you doing?" I started poking around my room.
"I'm just sitting here thinking about you." Jeff said. I could imagine him now. He was probably getting ready for work, getting ready to get into the shower. The thought of him naked under the water made me squeeze my legs together. I've been needing Jeff to fuck me for weeks now. I had been looking around the college but I couldn't find anyone who could do it just right.
"You still coming to see me tonight?" I asked whining a little. I could almost hear the grin he was making.
"Would I pass up a perfectly good chance to lick, dick, and see you?" He said in just the right tone. That just above a whisper but soft enough to make me strain my ears.
"That's what I was hoping you'd say..." I answered back. "Hit me up when you're close tonight. I'll... guide you in" I laughed down low.
"I'll be there." He hung up then. I fell back onto my bed, stroking my lips. After hearing his voice and knowing the fuck that was coming... I desperately needed to cum. I spread my legs, letting my fingers feel out my clit but not letting them slide inside me. I was going to save that for Jeff.
I was getting close. I had rolled over, my ass cocked out into the air as my fingers worked at my clit, moaning and breathing into my pillow. Sweat was pouring down my back, cool droplets running over my skin and making me shiver. My other hand was pinching my left nipple, rolling it so I could feel the twinges all the way down in my pussy. I was promising myself an earth shattering orgasm when the apartment phone began to ring.
I ignored it, figuring it was just one of those telemarketers or something. Sure enough, when my machine clicked over the person hung up. I resumed my pace. I was on the edge of cumming when I heard my cell go off. Whoever it was, it must be important. I rolled over and hit the button.
"Hello?" I said, sitting up.
"Hi. Can I speak to Sanaa'?" a soft voice answered.
"Speaking."
"I'm calling about the apartment. The ad said you needed two roommates?"
"Yeah." I said, rolling my eyes. This was only about the apartment? God, this could have waited.
"Well, myself and my friend Dylan have been looking for an apartment. I'm pretty close by. Could I take a look at it?"
"Sure. Come by in about half an hour." I said, standing up and heading towards my bathroom. "Can I ask your name?"
"It's Teresa." The girl said.
"Ok. C'ya then."
Exactly half an hour later there was a knock at my door. I looked out the peephole. So this was Teresa. She was shorter than my 5'10, maybe about 5'7. Brown eyes, black hair, dusky skin. I had heard the hint of a Spanish accent in her voice when she had called. I pulled the door open.
"Hello."
"Hi. I'm Teresa." The girl said, smiling. "I called a while ago"
"Yeah, I remember. I'm Sanaa." The girl smiled again.
"This apartment is in both mine and Dylan's price range. I'd love to take a look around." She said. "We both go to the college. In fact, I think you're in my sociology class." I raised an eyebrow and looked at her. "Well, not everyone is named Sanaa. Plus, you wore those low cut booty shorts the other day and all the guys were looking at you, and" she started to blush. I laughed.
"Girl, I don't bite." I said, letting her come in. "Get comfortable."
A while later it was decided that she and her friend would move in over the next two days.
"Dylan will probably start coming tonight." She said. "He's that type of person." I stopped. I hadn't been aware that Dylan was a guy. Stupid unisex name! If my momma found out...
"I'm just going to take our keys and go. Thanks again Sanaa." Teresa said, walking out. I watched her as she left.
"She's pretty." I told Nisi on the phone later. "Really good looking. Tight body, firm ass" I was in the bathroom, getting into the shower. Nisi was on speakerphone on the apartment line.
"Prettier than me?" Nisi said, over exaggerating the pout in her voice. I giggled.
"Nisi, girl get over yourself." I walked back over to the phone. "Anyway, I'm climbing in the shower. Let me give you a shout later."
"Cool Sanaa. Later baby." She hung up. I stepped into the shower, turning the hot on as high as I could stand it. The bathroom had it's own sound system, thanks to my ingenious placing of 2 computer speakers hidden where the tissue dispenser should have been and behind my collection of body sprays and lotions. All that was visible were the cords leading to each other and my portable cd player. This was always turned up as loud as possible and I sang along with it as loud as I could, always.
Jeff should be arriving soon. My pussy got hot just thinking about it. I licked my lips as I showered, soaping every part of my body, paying extra attention to my pussy, touching up and feeling for hair anywhere it was unwanted. When I finished I turned off the shower then the music, reaching for my towel I stopped to check myself in the mirror. My ass was high and my breasts were firm. I turned to the side to try for the full effect of my booty. Uh huh... that ass had it goin on!
I laughed at myself. My ass was always my favorite feature. I turned to the other side to check it out and I heard the door behind me click and push open. I turned, whirling with a shriek and pulling my towel up with one hand, my other hand balling into a fist as I got into the ready position.
