The Wrong Bed

[Lippstick]

OOC: April Dayne. 20 years old. 5'2". 105 pounds. Brown hair. Brown eyes. Slim, boyish body.



It was about three in the morning when my roommate came staggering in. She was drunk again, of course. No big surprise. When you're a tall, beautiful blonde, there's never a shortage of horny guys willing to pay for your drinks.

And Lindsay never said no.

To a free drink.

She said no to most of the horny guys, though. She was pretty selective about the guys she let in her bed. We'd been living together for about two years now, and there hadn't been more than two or three...


She lived dangerously. I worried about her constantly. But some force seemed to be watching out for her. She never got into too much trouble.

Just once I wish she would.
With me.
I'm gay, you see, and I'm head over heels in love with my roommate. She knows about the first part, but she's clueless about the second.

She doesn't know. And I'll never tell her.


But sometimes fate intervenes, though. Like tonight. Coming home, Lindsay stripped completely out of her clothes and slipped into bed.
Unfortunately, it was the wrong bed. It was my bed. With me in it. And as I feel her wonderful body mold itself to mine, I start thinking.

Naughty thoughts.
Bad thoughts.
Bad, bad thoughts.....

 

[deepstare]

My heart fluttered, then beat, then burst.

This was actually happening. It didn't happen to people like me, it never did. Always others. But now me. Somehow her guardian watchforce let me into her life.

She was hazy but managed to slip off her mini before she slipped into bed. She always sleeps in just her shirt (and panties), which today happened to be one of those extremely tight white ones designed to make her look busty. And it did. And I didn't dare look.

No...no it was too much...I had to at least look if nothing else. I'd never been so close to her, never really seen her perfect skin from more than a few feet.

Do I touch her? Do I let my passion free? Or do I hold her hand and place it on me, hopefully arousing some unseen lust?

I had to do something. It wasn't my choice any more to resist these feelings...

 

[Lippstick]

April

Lindsay's breath was hot against my neck as she instinctively wrapped her arms around me and pulled me toward her. There were so many things I wanted to say to her, but I didn't dare speak. I was afraid that talking would break the spell.

Instead, I closed my eyes and lived in the moment. I knew it was selfish of me, but I knew I would never have another chance to be this close to her again. This was paradise for me. If I was dreaming, I didn't want the dream to ever end.

 

[deepstare]

And then...

I started trembling with anticipation, with nervousness, with joy. I knew I had to stop otherwise she would become concious. This beautiful, scantily clad blonde bombshell had her arms around me. And I was frozen with ice, frozen with burning desire.

It was happening. It wasn't a lie I told myself.

The lust that burned within me sparked brightly. One of those sparks must have touched Lindsey. She put shifted her leg between mine. God...it was so smooth and shapely. She began rocking ever so slowly, like she wanted to grind with me. I could hear her soft breath growing louder, and for a brief instant I thought I heard a moan.

My body didn't listen to my reason. It felt hers and lost all control. I slowly rocked my body in rhythm with hers, moving my upper leg between her thighs so that she might find some pleasure. This is happening...this is finally happening....