His mother, Mama Fred, is away right now, so on Sunday we will travel, the four of us, to S--. Mom and Dad will see him settled in his freshman dorm, ...and me reunited with my three friends I’ve lived with since our junior year. Each of us has her own bedroom in the little house we rent not far from campus. We share cooking and cleaning and all the rest of it. Our lives are intertwined in a fashion perhaps not common to college roommates.He and I will not live together, at least not yet, but. Slowly your hand starts to caress my thighs gently, slowly going up. I’m so excited right now but trying to keep cool, because we are not alone and this is a public place. I try to keep a straight face as you start to caress my panties; I’m so horny feeling your gentle touch. All this whilst we keep up the conversation with our friends, who are clueless of where your hand is wondering. Suddenly you slip your fingers under my underwear and start rubbing my hot swollen clit. My heart starts. After spending their first night making love, Darius and Cynthia awoke the next morning in each other’s arms. Cynthia moved to go to the restroom, but Darius held her tighter. He didn’t want her to go away from him. ‘Baby, bathroom. I need to go.’ Cynthia whispered. ‘Oh, sorry, baby. I just didn’t want to let go for a minute.’ Darius apologized releasing her. When Cynthia got up, Darius got up and waited his turn as well. She came out, and after he’d gone is and finished, they went out for. She mumbled something about how life would be so much easier if I was single and she could just have sex with me instead of stupid guys.She made small comments like that periodically, almost exclusively when she was drunk. Every time, it made my vagina feel tingly, and I would pretend I didn't hear what she'd said. I didn't tell anyone, including my boyfriend, about her comments. I loved spending time with her so much, I didn't want anyone to think it was weird or odd.One night - a rare.