My roommate’s secret


25th August, 2016 - Posted by Mara Kunich in Erotic Stories, Short sex stories

The summer vacation was over. All the craziness, the adventures on the beach, the trips to the mountain…all of these are gone. Now it it time to return to the dorm.

A new college year it’s about to start, full of sleepless nights, hard study and parties among students. My room was arranged by my parents, they made it for our taste: mine and my roomates, because here we will spend the following three years.

My roommate's secret

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The first year was the best of my life, far away from my family, from their nagging, away from anything that means “parents”. My roommate became my best friend, with her I do every crazy stuff.
The second year of college will be a little bit complicated than the first one, I hope we will cope with the studying and going out. I was enthusiastic about this year. The classess were always interesing, especially when we had young professors.
After a short time since the clasess started, my roommate, Rebecca, became very strange. She didn’t want to leave the room or go to parties, she only wanted to stay alone. I tried to find out the reason, but I couldn’t do it. One evening I went out with some colleagues and I realized that I forgot something back in the room, so I returned. I had a big surprise to find her naked, talking with someone on the phone and carressing her body. I was socked. I’ve never seen her naked before, but she had a beautiful body. I got out fast without apologizing, and all the evening I thought about what happened and how I will be able to look her in the eyes.
I drank a few cocktails with my friends, to forget about what happened. I was repeating myself that everything was fine, everything will be the same. After all, I do these kind of things too, the only difference is that I was never caught! Ha, ha , ha! It was a funny joke inside my head. The night was over and I had to return to my room. It was almost 3 o’clock, and I was hoping that she was sleeping. Fortunately it was like that , so I took a shower and I also fell asleep. The next day she was waiting for me with a hot coffee, reading a course.
-Good morning, sunshine!
-Good morning, hot girl!
We both bursted into laughter, without saying nothing about what happened. One day I needed a course, but Becca wasn’t in the room. I called her and she gave me the permision to look for it in her laptop. There I found a file who got my attention and I opened it. What I was going to read there, would’ve made me ashamed. This innocent girl changed my opinion in two days: she was crazy and pervert. I read some spicy conversations between her and the acting professor. I just couldn’t believe what a love story. I found out about their romantic evenings on the beach, when they made love on the warm sand, by the moonlight. She is his princess and he is her prince. They are together since the first year of college, I wonder how I did not know until now. He is a 30 years old man, never married, very funny, rebel, a typical actor. His physical aspect is very pleasant, with big, deep, black eyes, a long beard and he always wears fashionable clothes. From what’ve I learned from the conversations, he is very sweet with Becca, he is a romantic guy and he surprises her everytime, for example their sex scene in the theatre. What I found out lately was very surprising and I don’t know why she didn’t want to share her experience with me. Why it is a secret? I can help her, I can keep a secret. And I told her that I know about their idyll.
– The love you have for the professor is a mutual feeling, he loves you too, Becca, don’t hide from me! I apologize but I found out your secret, without my will, from your laptop. I promise that I won’t say a word if you won’t hide from me anymore. I want you to tell me how everything began, I want us to be friends like in freshman year. Enjoy his love, beautiful girl, do not be embarrased, enjoy everything that this sexy man offers you. It may be the most beautiful period in your life.
I offered to leave the room sometimes, to give them privacy. I spent my time with my boyfriend. Sometimes I just go by the lake and study, enjoying the automn air, watching the beautiful brown leaves, admiring the beautiful people that love each other, how they are holding their hands, kissing and respecting each other. Sometimes I thought about what they did in the room, how they were enjoying love, how they were carresing each other, how he toched her on her fragil body, and the way he was kissing her sensual lips. She was kissing his face too, slowly biting his lips, she was touching his penis, rubbing it between her hands, then he pulled her on her back , opened her legs and entered between them slowly and with passion, making her screaming with pleasure. Love makes us better, relaxed and happy.
I go back to the room, waiting for her to tell me how it was. The room was full of roses and she was radiant with happiness. Emphatically she had moments of pleasure, without hiding from me anymore. I am happy for them and I wish them to live happily ever after.
We talked about our love nights, our sexual experiences. She told me that today was the most beautiful day, the day he proposed to her, she showed me the beautiful ring she received. The love story that she kept away from me, turned out so differently than she was expecting. She was going to become the professor’s wife.
The next days at the acting course were lovely. Only me and her knew the truth, and we were smiling . I was admiring his walking, his lovely words, the way he was looking at Becca. She was very proud of her sexy man, a man who was very similar to her father, whom she addored.
Every day she was receiving a rose, a love note, he was the romantic type, the classic, old-fashioned guy, combined with the modern man. I cant’t wait to go to their wedding.
The wedding will be placed in a castle, like in fairytales, stories in which they played at the classes.
-Beautiful Rebecca, I am glad to know that you are happy!


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