Sydney's story, continued

As Sydney continued to tell her story, Maya moved behind Sydney. She pressed her breasts against Sydney's back, and put her hands around Sydney's body, lightly fingering the buttons and stitching of her blouse.

Sydney began to feel quite hot from Maya's gentle touches, none of which were aggressive or any kind of groping -- just lightly tickling her fingertips along the outside of Sydney's shirt. Still, the tease was intense, and between her narrative and the feeling of Maya's fingers, Sydney was getting very aroused.

"That one time," Sydney went on, "I was out on the balcony with my roommate, Caroline. Naked. Both of us. Lying in the sun. We'd had a few margaritas, typical for a warm Saturday in the spring. I'd lost track of how long we'd been there, but after some time, she quietly got up and went back inside. A moment later, I heard the balcony door slide open and closed, her footsteps back onto the balcony again. My eyes were closed, so I didn't see her. And she didn't say anything."

Maya pulled on the top button of Sydney's shirt, unlatching it. Her fingers grazed Sydney's neck, just inside the material of the shirt. Crossing that border felt hot to both of them, and Maya took her time.

"The next thing I knew, I felt hands on my leg. I was about to open my eyes and look, but I heard her shushing me, just a whisper of a shush. I stayed where I was. It wasn't the first time Caroline and I had fooled around, but being outside in the middle of the day -- that was unusual."

Maya undid two more buttons, and pressed her fingertips onto the middle of Sydney's chest, her fingers feeling her cleavage and the perimeter of her bra.

"I felt fingers up and down my leg, then my other leg, then the faint touch of a kiss against my ankle. This wasn't what I remembered Caroline to be like the last time we'd messed around. And for the first time, it occurred to me that I hadn't opened my eyes in a while."

Maya's fingers were inside one half of Sydney's bra. She touched her breast, her fingertips slowly pushing their way further into the bra cup, just above her nipple.

"Maybe it wasn't Caroline?" whispered Maya.

Sydney smiled. "You're skipping ahead."

She caught sight of commotion ahead of her. The redheaded woman was on her back now, her feet up on the dark-haired man's shoulder. He was leaning over her, fucking her in this new position.

"The hands on my ankles gripped me more firmly," Sydney continued. "And they began to lift my legs up, and spread them. I felt extremely nervous, very ****. I couldn't imagine that Caroline was doing this, but maybe the margaritas were stronger than we'd intended."

Maya undid the rest of the front of Sydney's shirt, and was massaging her breasts with both hands now.

"And then I felt something graze across the edges of ..." Sydney paused, calculating how to share the more detailed parts of the story. "... graze across the edges of my ... pussy. It was something warm and firm and most definitely not Caroline."

Maya's fingers were underneath Sydney's bra straps, still underneath her shirt. She moved her hands up and down, taking full grasp of Sydney's breasts, then moving her fingers to the middle of her chest, then back again.

"I took a deep breath. The air felt familiar, the moment felt intense but not scary. I realized after, that in that moment, I wasn't sure who was there -- who was touching me, who was watching me, was Caroline part of it. But in the moment itself, all I realized was that someone, a man, was holding my legs, and that his ... that his cock was resting on top of me. I probably should have looked. I probably should have spoken. Or pulled my legs away. But in the moment, I was excited by everything about it, and it felt like a sexual fantasy come to life."

Maya kissed the back of Sydney's neck, and gracefully pulled her blazer off, and then followed with her shirt. Sydney still wore her bra, which was white satin.

"I'd been with a few different boys in college. I wasn't like or slut or anything -- Caroline was definitely sluttier than I was. I started trying to imagine who it was. He pushed his dick onto me a little harder, rubbing the tip of it against my pussy. I moved my fingers down there to feel myself. I was really turned on and pretty wet. As he pressed his dick against my pussy, I touched it, felt how hard he was."

Maya undid the front button of Sydney's pants and slid a hand inside. Initially, she felt around the front of Sydney's panties, but as the story unfolded, she moved her hands directly onto Sydney's skin, inside her panties, touched her pubic hair, and stretching her fingers to feel the top of her pussy. She was wet now as well.

"I pulled him against me, pulled his dick into my pussy. I heard his gasp as he entered me, and then he grunted a bit. I knew then who it was, I recognized the sounds he made. I smiled a little. It was a boy I'd hooked up with a couple of times, and maybe we were sort of a thing, but it wasn't serious. I opened my eyes and looked up at him. He was staring down at his dick, watching himself as he fucked me. I softly said his name, Leo, and he looked at me. I think he was super nervous. He was inside me, moving around, but unsteady. I took in the surroundings a bit, but couldn't see Caroline anywhere."

Maya pulled her one hand out of Sydney's pants and moved her fingers across Sydney's body. Sydney could smell herself on Maya's hand, and inhaled slowly, taking in the scent. Maya also smelled it, and gently licked her fingers, tasting Sydney on her.

"I said, 'Fuck me, Leo, come on.' He was so nervous. I wondered how he got there. Did Caroline suggest this? Give it to me, Leo, I went on. He grunted a little harder. I figured he was already close to coming. I smiled at him, kind of thought it was cute that he was nervous and over-eager. Come on, do it, Leo. I encouraged him. I think, that was my intention. Maybe I freaked him out. He fucked me faster and faster. He closed his eyes and tilted his head back. And then he tightened his body and pulled his cock out of me, gripping it in one hand, frantically jerking himself. I watched his body twitch, and then he looked at me and came. It shot out of his dick, splashing onto my stomach. One big burst. A little more came out after that, but it dribbled onto his hand."

Maya was kissing the back of Sydney's neck again, and then her shoulders. She moved one of Sydney's bra straps down, giving her hands easier access to her tits, and giving her lips more bare skin to kiss.

"I wiggled in my chair, enjoying the warm feeling of his spunk splattered on my skin. I watched as Leo caught his breath. He didn't say anything to me. He looked at me again, looked at my stomach, still covered in his jizz. He bent down and pulled up his shorts -- he'd been standing there with his shorts around his ankles this whole time, I had no idea. He stammered something about Caroline coming back in a few minutes. And then he went back through the door and inside, into my dorm room. I heard what I thought was the door to the hall, and figured he must have left.

"Just left you, covered in come?" said Maya.

"Just left me. I laughed to myself, couldn't believe it had happened that way. Leo and I didn't hook up again after that. When I saw him around school, he was super awkward."

"Can you blame him?" Maya was smirking, and Sydney could hear it in her voice. She brought a hand back around to Sydney's front, touching her stomach. "This," she said. "This is where he came on you."

Sydney put her hand on top of Maya's and moved it slightly. "Here."

Maya's lips moved from Sydney's shoulder up her neck and toward her hair. She could smell whatever products Sydney was using in her hair, something with a hint of citrus. She felt surprisingly jealous of Leo, a man she'd never met, never heard of until now, and all despite having her own hands all over Sydney's body herself.

"Leo's a dumbass," said Maya.