Give in to my hidden lust for women

Back in my room, I could barely lotion myself without getting moist. Before I could totally moisturize myself, my fingers had already found their way into my pussy. Thoughts of her panty clad pussy made me hot. Exploring the closeness of another woman made me even hotter still. My pussy creamed and ached as I remembered her fingers glazed with cunt juices. Juices that had once filled my nose as her moans bounced off our small dorm room walls. Though I knew that she had always made me wet with her exhibitionist love making, I blamed it on her taste in well hung men.

Barely finished trembling, still laying in the after bliss of self love, I tried to catch my breath as there was a gentle knock at the door. I grabbed a pair of red boy shorts, slid them on and then wrapped the towel around breast. Adrianna stood apologetic in the door frame as I let her in.

“You have to forgive me,” she said softly. “I don’t know why I thought you would’ve wanted that.”

I said nothing, but watched Adrianna attentively. For the first time, I felt almost naked before her though she had seen me in less when we were roommates. She was apologetic, but guilt rose within me remembering that I had gotten off on sucking her husbands cock.

There. I admitted it to myself. I got off, getting his ugly ass off. **** and all, he made me cum without touching my pussy. Adrianna was making me wet apologizing. I was overwhelmed with emotion and guilt. She was sorry for something that made me cum, within an hour of her husband making me do the same. I should be apologizing, but all I could do was cry.

I broke down in front of her without explanation. Her expression was confused but comforting. Her hand on my shoulder brought an unexpected excitement, which through my tears she would never have known though.

Adrianna comforted me by running her fingers through my hair. Then she caressed the back of my neck and rubbed my back.