Having crashed out early in the evening and having slept through part of the night, Cathy was now wide-awake… Which was a shame, because she had really begun to enjoy that dream. She could see, in her minds eye, Allison’s delicious pussy before her now… could feel Suki’s hands on her soft tender breasts… Cathy’s hand began to slowly move inside her panties, as her clit hardened into a hard nub and her pussy dampened in desire.
Cathy slid her other hand up towards her breast, pushing up the red-t-shirt as she did so. She began to fondle her tit in the way that she imagined Suki might. If the girls only knew how she was imagining them now! Cathy thought. But then maybe it was they who had started it.
The American student kicked back the covers and tried to push herself into a seated position, without losing the momentum of what her fingers were achieving. She breathed heavily as flashes of pleasure suffused her body. Her fingers were sliding harshly in and out of her needy pussy now, as her other hand both pinched and caressed her nipples in turn.
As her mind wandered, Cathy’s fantasy of Suki and Allison expanded. She had a vague recollection of one of the twins saying that three out of six girls here would like to sleep with her. Which three, wondered Cathy. Didn’t Jo grope her tits at one point? And didn’t she (Cathy) make a pass at Anita before she fell unconscious? And what about the twins? Her fellow students began to dance naked through Cathy’s imagination in exciting combinations.
As she let out a moan, Cathy thought she heard an answering creak in the hallway outside, but she was too far gone now to care. She gasped as her fingers rubbed her into a frenzy. And then, as she reached the peak of her orgasm, she saw it: The light was on in the hallway.
As her orgasm surged through her, a part of the blonde teenager’s mind tried to remember if she had switched on that damned light. She was sure she hadn’t.
At last, Cathy lay gasping on her bed, the last ripples of pleasure still trickling through her body. She was sure that she had not switched on that light. She peered at the overlarge keyhole on her door. Shouldn’t the light be shining through it. She moved position and looked hard at it again. Nothing. And then, briefly there was some light. And then it was gone again.
Somebody was looking through the keyhole. Cathy wasn’t sure whether to run to the door and surprise them, or hide under the covers. Either way, she couldn't pretend they hadn’t seen her. Eventually she called out:
“I know you’re out there. I know you’ve been watching me.”
Silence.
“I think you’d better come in now.” Cathy added. |