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My name is Katy. I’m from a small New England town where my family has lived for centuries. My father is the town banker, my mother the volunteer who drives everyone crazy with her strident manner. Describing my family as starchy would be putting it mildly and my childhood was quite strict. My parents were very controlling although I love them both dearly. I like to think I’m kind of pretty, though I wish my breasts were bigger. My hair is this wild, blonde tangle that irritates my mother. I think that’s why I like it. I’m a bit shy. I have dated boys, under the watchful gaze of my father and strict curfews. I guess you could say I am naively innocent. There was much fumbling around in car back seats but I’m still a virgin. Truth is I never felt ready and most high school guys always seemed so rough and awkward. And they never felt as good as my own touch in the dark privacy of my room. Somehow I was able to convince my parents to let me attend a college upstate, although I think I was more nervous than they were. I’d never been away from my parents and wasn’t quite sure what to expect. I had dreams that the young men would suddenly appear sexy and sophisticated and I would at last find the man to surrender my virginity to. Finally September arrived and off I went, timid as ever but determined. My father drove me upstate but I made him promise to drop me at the college dormitory and find my bahis şirketleri own way. I managed to find my dorm room and was quietly unpacking my things when this wild dervish crashed into the room. Startled I turned to see a beautiful, slender brunette smiling at me warmly. “Hi, I’m Emma,” she gasped breathlessly then she gave me a very non-New England hug as I stumbled to introduce myself. I just stared as she began a lengthy monologue telling me she was from Canada and how she loved being away from home and my God my hair was so gorgeous what did I use and why is the room so small and on and on like this wild blast of dark mysterious air that filled the room to bursting. She proceeded to declare we would be best friends and she already knew by looking at me that she adored me. She just radiated this genuine warmth and I couldn’t help but immediately like her. She was the antithesis to everything I had ever known. So vibrant and full of life compared to my stiff pretentious family. We soon became inseparable, sharing the trials and tribulations of our first year in college. She was so kind hearted and warm I easily told her every private secret. She never judged me but just seemed to know my heart without me explaining everything. After my starchy upbringing it just felt so amazing to be surrounded by such easy comfort. Our dorm room was marginally larger than a closet and our beds bahis firmaları were only about fifteen inches apart. One overly warm night I was having trouble sleeping and awoke to the soft rustling of Emma’s bedsheets. The moonlight leaked in through our flimsy curtain and in the milky light I slowly realized she was pleasuring herself. I watch transfixed as the rhythm of her hand rippled the bedcovers. I must have been holding my breath because I finally gasped louder than I wanted and she slowly turned to look at me. There was this soft smile on her face and not a trace of guilt or shame. Perhaps I imagined it but I’m sure I caught the hint of invitation in her eyes. I felt my face flush with embarrassment and a light tingle between my own legs. Watching her just reminded me of my own fruitless search for sexual release. I lay there spellbound as her slender arm revealed itself from beneath the sheets. She reached across the gap between our beds and slowly drew me from my bed towards her. It was as though she could sense my loneliness and just wanted me to feel a little less lost. It felt like a dream but I could have no more resisted than if she was my favourite dessert. She pulled back the covers and slowly drew me into bed, coaxing me in to place beside her naked body. The sudden warmth of her skin against mine set off alarm bells in my every nerve ending. She kissed me chastely but it kaçak bahis siteleri made me tremble. Our bodies were much the same, the lean figures of two young women with just enough curves to hint at the women we were to become. We never said a word to each other, just lay there in comfortable silence. My thoughts were like quicksilver, tiny jewels that shattered into fleeting remnants, and I realized I desperately wanted her to touch me. I turned to look at her face, and she just smiled then gently cupped my chin, drawing me closer. When she kissed me I knew; I felt something inside just fall away. Then she turned her body into mine; her hands beginning to explore my body. Initially so tantalizingly gentle, then, with more authority as she took charge of me. Perhaps I surrendered too easily but I knew it was what I wanted. I think Emma knew me before I knew myself. Her lips crushed against mine and her tongue darted between my lips. The sudden heat of her exploring tongue sent a hot thrilling wave directly between my legs. Emma’s kisses were dancing fire. Her hands slowly traced each of my small breasts and I nearly fainted when she sucked my nipple into her mouth. I could feel nothing but moist heat, especially between my legs. Her hand slowly slid down my body as I arched my back to meet her hand, wanting her touch, desperate for her fingers. I was dying to feel her touch inside me. I couldn’t take it anymore and I pushed her hand downward with my own, inwardly shrieking in pleasure as I felt the pressure of her palm brush over my clitoris. Still not enough, I guided her fingers to my wet slit, begging with my eyes.