Strangely
enough, it was one of those crazy games that two people
sometimes dream up when under great pressure. Roommates
in college, they had danced around each other in their freshman
year without either admitting their mutual attraction.
Michelle
and Barbara had cried together at the summer break, and
swearing to keep in touch had also agreed to room together
again once the fall session began. Throughout the summer,
they phoned each other almost daily, and even visited the
others' family several times during the three months apart.
Similar
in a lot of ways, and yet so different that you had to wonder
how they could get along so well. Both were brunettes, and
where Michelle was Eurasian (her mother was Vietnamese);
Barbara was a farm girl of German descent. Iowa farm land
and Chicago, Illinois are almost two different worlds, if
not planets.
They
had both dated during high school and even in college, but
yet there wasn't any male that caught their interest beyond
one or two dates. Somehow, both their mothers had realized
their focus on each other during the summer visits. Perhaps,
even more so than they knew themselves of their mutual affection
toward each other.
Michelle's
mother seemed to be more ambivalent about their growing
relationship, but Barbara's mother was having a fit. This
did not fit into her plans for grandchildren and the continuation
of the family farm. Michelle's mother had three other daughters
that could and would give her the family tree she desired,
so she was accepting of her oldest daughters' inclination.
"WOW,
it's so good to be back again. Away from my family and rooming
with you again. I don't know how I put up with all their
rules, and "do this", and " don't do that".
They were making me nuts...even though I love them."
Barbara exclaimed as she was unpacking her suitcases and
boxes into their dorm room.
Lounging
on her bed, Michelle was smiling and almost laughing at
Barbara's out burst about her family. "I sorta know
what you mean, but as my Dad is gone most of the time on
business, I only had my mother to deal with."
"Your
mother is so cool, and gracious, and elegant. I was blown
away when I first met her. She is so chic and just...well,
plain cool. You're so lucky, and she was so nice to me."
Barbara stopped and looking Michelle over, had told her.
Lying
half up against the wall beside her bed, Michelle only had
on a little camisole top and bikini panties. "Ha, I
caught you looking. You know what we agreed on this summer
whenever one of us caught the other looking at her nipples.
So, come here and take your twisters."
"No,
I wasn't. I was just looking at you all relaxed, while I'm
still having to unpack." Barbara quickly answered back.
"Nope...I
caught you fair and square. So, off with the top and take
your twisters like a big girl." Michelle was deliriously
happy that she got to be the first one to start their new
game.
Sighing,
Barbara began to unbutton her blouse, and pulled it off
her shoulders.
"Uck,
what is that??? I thought we had also agreed that to make
the game and life more exciting, we weren't going to wear
those damn bras anymore." Michelle swore as she sat
up and scooted to the edge of her bed.
"I
know, and I forgot...but you know what shit my mother would
have given me if she thought I was going without a bra."
Barbara replied.
"We
both don't need them, as I'm only an A and you're a B, so
throw the damn things away and you won't forget again."
Michelle reminded Barbara as she was taking her bra off.
"Okay,
NOW is this good enough for you." Barbara said laughing
as she walked over to Michelle, and thrust her chest out
almost in Michelle's face.
Reaching
up, Michelle got a good, firm grip on both of Barbara's
nipples, and gently started to twist them. As Barbara was
beginning to breathe heavier, Michelle increased the pressure
and twisting of her nipples. Moaning and almost crying by
the time that Michelle finally let go of her nipples, Barbara
was totally aroused and wet at the crotch of her shorts.
"GOOD
GIRL, you took that very well. So now, let me kiss them
and make them feel better." Michelle murmured as she
leaned forward to take the tender nipples in her mouth one
at a time.
"MMMMM,
that's so good...Are you sure you weren't looking at my
pussy also???" Michelle asked her with a sly smile
on her face.
"NO,
I wasn't!!!" Barbara quickly replied. "But now
that you mention it...YOU were looking at mine, and I caught
you...SO THERE!!!"
"Well,
I had to as you have gotten your shorts all wet there, so
it really doesn't count." Michelle answered back.
"OH,
YES, it does count. Besides, I shaved it this morning before
I left...JUST like we agreed on...SO THERE!!!"
"Okay,
Okay, I give up. Take off your shorts and panties and I'll
lick it until you say stop." Pretending that she was
only going along, Michelle had said with a giant smile on
her face.
"HA...HA,
got you this time." Barbara said, as she stripped off
her shorts to show that she wasn't wearing panties. Then,
lying out on her bed, smiled at Michelle and said. "Come
and get it."
"HOW
SWEET...looks good enough to eat." Michelle whispered
as she lowered her head and stuck out her tongue.
And,
so began the game of nipple twisters and licking, and lasted
through a lifetime for happy couple.
Written
by Avalanche
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