Page 2 of Sapphic Stuff

Because of her problems in high school, Erin had become introverted, and the extroverted, confident, and highly sexual lesbian roomie she now had was something of a shock to her system. Shannon had come from right outside DC, talked constantly about her friends there—who were comprised of a diverse group of sexualities, to Erin’s shock—and made no effort at hiding her attraction to Erin. Of course, Shannon had reassured her roomie there would be no fear of any funny stuff: Shannon wasn’t that kind of person.

Privately, Erin admired Shannon: Erin couldn’t ever hold herself with that kind of confidence. She also envied her. Within her first hour of having been there, Shannon had half the people on their floor coming by the room to talk to her. She’d already been to their rooms to introduce herself. She’d been thoughtful and had introduced Erin to all of them, but Erin had trouble talking to any of these new people—it was all overwhelming. Shannon’s bubbly personality awed Erin.

Erin was also shy around guys. She’d never had a boyfriend because she was never sure whether they were talking to her because they thought she was a lesbian or because they actually liked her. She wasn’t even sure whether or not she was a lesbian.

Sometimes she wondered.

After all, everyone in school had seemed so sure, and there were times when she thought other girls were really attractive… but did that make her a lesbian? Having Shannon for a roommate brought up a lot of old questions Erin had been sure she’d buried.

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Their first weekend there, Shannon had come by the room with another girl. Her name was Robin, and she’d been very sweet, but Erin had been surprised to feel a little flash of jealousy. She and Shannon had been getting on well all week, and she’d gotten used to Shannon flirting with her.

With Robin sitting there on Shannon’s lap, all the flirting had stopped. It hadn’t helped that Robin had slept over that night, either. Shannon and Robin hadn’t been doing anything with Erin in the room, though she’d seen them kissing out of the corner of her eye while she was doing schoolwork.

What would it be like to kiss another girl? In high school she’d kissed two guys—both during Truth Or Dare at a party, but still. At least she’d had that experience, but she’d never considered trying to kiss another girl. That kind of behavior would have been more than out of bounds… but now?

What would it be like to kiss Shannon?

Sometime after Erin got into bed, Robin and Shannon went off to the showers, which must have meant they were going to fool around where they could have a little more privacy. It was late, and almost no one would be around.

Erin tossed in her bed. She could almost see them in the shower, naked, with their soft skin glistening, kissing and caressing…

She examined her uncomfortable feelings about this. Not jealousy anymore, but something more disturbing: picturing them excited Erin. What would it be like for her to take a shower with Shannon? Picturing her naked was no problem—Erin had accidentally walked in while Shannon had been changing the other day.

When Robin and Shannon got back from the shower they kissed some more. Erin pretended to be asleep and watched them through slitted eyes. She couldn’t tell if they were wearing clothes or not. Eventually, they got up and Shannon walked Robin to the door and Erin was able to see that they were just wearing bras and panties.

Erin muffled a sigh and watched as Shannon got back into bed. Then she spent more time tossing, her closed eyes burning with the image of two girls kissing.

That night, she dreamt. In her dream Shannon got out of her bed naked and walked across the room to slide into Erin’s bed, and Erin froze.

“It’s okay,” Shannon whispered. “I just want to kiss you.”

Before Erin could protest, Shannon’s soft lips were on hers, sweetly and gently pressing onto Erin’s mouth, her tongue sliding slyly between her lips. Erin sighed into Shannon’s kiss, and her roommate’s nude body pressed against hers.

And then Erin was naked too, and their bare skin was touching. Their breasts rubbed together, nipples tingling as they touched. Shannon’s hand went around her, sliding fingers over Erin’s bare shoulders and down her back. Goosebumps went up on Erin’s arms as Shannon’s hand glided over her ass, caressing it as the kiss deepened.

Shannon’s hand slid to the front of Erin’s shoulder, pressing her against the bed so she was on her back. Then that hand began to slide down Erin’s front, and her breath caught as Shannon cupped her breast, thumbing her nipple and making it hard.

Erin woke with a gasp and found her own hand under her shirt, caressing her breast. She was incredibly wet, but she didn’t have the courage to masturbate while Shannon slept mere feet away from her—especially after the brazen and confusing dream she’d just had.

Did it mean she was attracted to Shannon? Did she really like girls? Or had it just been brought on by Shannon and Robin’s activities that night?

Confused, she huddled in the sheets. Her pussy burned with arousal. It took a while before she managed to slip back into an uneasy sleep.

Chapter 2

Erin still wondered what it would be like to be with Shannon, but her roommate seemed to have something going on with Robin. According to Shannon, it wasn’t a serious relationship—neither of them wanted to commit this early in the semester, but they enjoyed each other’s company.

Erin was getting increasingly jealous of Robin, who was over at their dorm often and took Shannon’s attention away. There were times when Erin was also disturbingly turned on by the idea of doing… things… with Shannon, and she still had erotic dreams. None quite so explicit as the first night—everything had been kind of hazy—but she knew what had been going on in them.

About a month into the semester, Shannon and Robin stopped dating, but then Shannon came home drunk one night with another girl. Erin didn’t know the new girl’s name; they hadn’t been introduced because she’d been pretending to be asleep in her bed when the two stumbled in.

With Robin, Shannon had always been respectful. She’d never gotten drunk and done anything that would make Erin uncomfortable. Now that Shannon was completely smashed, she and the other girl kissed passionately and practically ripped the clothes off each other’s bodies.

Erin felt wrong watching them, but she couldn’t stop herself. It was so hot to see them going at it, even though she was jealous.

Shannon moaned as her companion sucked on her nipples, her own hands running over the girl’s backside. Slowly, they moved back to the bed, where they fell onto it and went under the covers. Erin was both relieved and disappointed. Her pussy was wet, and her eyes were burning with the image of Shannon’s lust-hazed face and the vision of their shared passion.