Until now I have written stories based upon my fantasies but just for a moment I would like to share something more personal. This is a true event I wish to share from when I was 20 years old, a time of innocence, when everything was new and especially exciting. To me this was very much a sexual awakening and I will try to retell the events as accurately as possible.
It was my first year at university (where I had been studying psychology) when things suddenly changed for me. It was out of the blue, just as I had completed my final reference following a long assignment which had had me working till the early hours for over a fortnight.
My gorgeous, best friend Josie had offered to come over to proof read my work and I was now gratefully waiting for her arrival. I sat patiently in my small bedroom within the university halls, awaiting her knock at the door.
I knew Josie would be late, she always was. She usually spent a good hour applying her make up and curling her pretty blonde hair, choosing a cute dress and teaming them with a pair of Doc Martins. She always smelled sweetly of perfume and was full of confidence, unlike myself. She had the perfect figure to go with it. Despite the constant attention she would get from men, I never felt jealous though. I felt proud to call her my best friend and to be honest, secretly quite enjoyed looking at her.
Finally at around 11.30pm she arrived with a beaming, infectious smile as always.
"Hi Kasia,* she said cheerfully as she strolled in, smelling brilliant.
I was so thankful that she was willing to read through all my work, despite her missing out on an evening with her long-term boyfriend Ryan.
"Thanks again for doing this Josie," I said, "what's Ryan up to this evening?"
"Dunno," she replied slowly loosing the smile from her pretty lips.
"Are you ok?" I asked, immediately sensing something was wrong."
"We've split up," she announced unexpectedly.
"What?! When?!" I blurted out, completely taken off guard, "But I thought you two were doing good?"
"Not so good," she responded looking disappointed, "he was fucking my roommate."
I sat there for a moment in shock, Josie was literally one of the most sexy girls I had seen. Her figure was to die for and had the prettiest, most sweet smile. I couldn't understand how Ryan could have chosen anyone else over her.
We sat in silence for a moment as I processed what she had told me.
"What a dick," I finally said, truthfully lost for words.
Josie smiled at me, appreciating the support and then, being the true frue friend she was, perched her peachy arse on my desk chair and began scanning through my work.
I knew it would take her a long time to read my dissertation, so I decided to get changed into my nightie to get more comfortable. It was a hot evening in late June and my room had no air con so I dug out my little silk nightie from the bottom drawer. Slowly as Josie stared forward at the screen, I pulled off my Nike t-shirt, revealing my neat breasts underneath. I wasn't shy in front of Josie, she had seen my breasts on numerous occasions before when we had showered together at the student gym. On the occasions when the showers had all been taken, we would occasionally share a shower cubicle. She had beautiful full breasts unlike me, my tits were so small I had no need for a bra at all.
Upon seeing my breasts in the shower though, Josie had actually looked quite impressed, reassuring me how cute and sexy they were. I didn't say anything about her breasts because they were so hot, I was a little lost for words.
So I continued to change into my silk nightie, with just my lace thong underneath so to feel more comfortable. The silk felt so smooth and satisfying against my skin. Due to my slim figure it was rather loose on me and exposed my cleavage quite considerably, but with jst Josie in the room, I didn't mind.
Just then Josie turned around.
"I have found an error," she said seriously, as she pointed at a grammatical mistake, "is it ok if I change it?"
"Yes sure, thank you," I said gratefully.
"Nice tits by the way," she said quietly with a cheeky smile, before turning back around.
With my seat taken by Josie, I laid down on the bed, watching her work. Her arse looked so plump perched on my desk chair that I couldn't help but look. It bounced a little whenever she would adjust her chair or reposition herself and I found it surprisingly mesmerising.
Unlike Josie, truth be told, I was still a virgin - I had kissed a few men but I had never gone the whole way. At 20, I had been a late bloomer, and my shyness had kept me from ever being intimate with anyone. In all honesty, I had never met anyone I wanted to be intimate with.
Bit right now, I was quite enjoying watching Josie in my room, looking so serious whilst she reviewed my hard work. I lay back on my pillow and scanned her body with enthusiasm. Her wavy hair was loosely tied up in a scrunchy exposing her bare, smooth neck. A few strands of her golden blonde hair had broken free and gently touched her naked shoulders. Josie was wearing a little strappy dress which tightly fitted her hourglass frame. Through her dress I could see she was wearing no bra.
Relaxing out of Josie's view I slowly lifted my nightie slightly, to allow access to my pussy. Just enough that I could reach my delicate lace thong with my fingers. As I laid on my side, I continued to watch her, with my fingers slowly moving the crotch of my panties to one side. My pussy felt tingling and I had an urge to touch myself. Gently and silently, I began to lightly touch my pussy flaps. I felt wet below.
Josie repositioned her self on my chair, as she continued to stare at the screen, scrolling and occasionally making little adjustments to my work. She was oblivious to my naughty behaviour and I couldn't help but touch myself further. I softly stroked my pussy lips more, lightly and slowly swirling my fingers. It felt good as I sneaked a peek at her plump arse.
Suddenly Josie spun around on the chair upon finding another error on my work, she clasped her eyes on me immediately.
"Fuck," I thought quickly pulling my fingers away in the attempt to hide my self pleasure. But it was definitely too late.
"Kasia!" she laughed, "caught red handed!"
I froze embarrassed for a moment, wondering what she would think..if she would leave. Josie slowly stood up and walked towards me, with her cleavage clearly visible, her tits almost trying to escape the tight strappy dress.
"Let me smell your fingers," she said with a cheeky smile.
My heart raced as she lifted my hand towards her, slowly pulling my fingers towards her nose.
