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Rita just laughed.
I tried to ignore her but it was almost impossible as we pushed the doors open and headed out into the bright September sunlight. “What are you laughing at?”
“You nutting in class, that’s what!”
“You raised your hand, too! What the fuck are you laughing at?”
“Because I’ve never seen you like that before, Nikki. What the hell got into you?”
“My finger, obviously.” I had to laugh with her but I knew what she meant. Rita Horton had been my roommate freshman year and for some odd reason, my scrawny white ass and her overweight black ass had become instant friends. Rita knew a lot more about life than I did. She came to Auburn with a healthy attitude and a roster full of guys who were wrapped around her pinkie. I knew nothing about sex, except my pitiful attempts at masturbation and had only had an orgasm once or twice. Obviously, if I couldn’t remember how many times I had an orgasm, it wasn’t a memorable experience.
“You’ve never masturbated before?”
“Of course I have!” I nearly shouted, my face red as I strode quickly toward the cafeteria, intent on having the greasiest burger they served to help me forget about my embarrassment. Rita put her hand on my shoulder. “What!”
“Nikki, you’ve never masturbated before, have you?”
We canlı bahis screeched to a halt and I looked away from her. “No. Not that much.”
“Well, why didn’t you just say so?”
“Because it’s embarrassing.”
“No, it’s not.” She gave me a wink and a smile. “It’s embarrassing if you piss on yourself, not if you’re an innocent person and haven’t done anything before.”
“It’s embarrassing to me.”
We went down to the hill to the cafeteria, had a filling lunch of burgers, fries and chocolate pudding, then headed back to the dorm room. Rita didn’t say anything more about the class and I welcomed the silence, sitting down to finish an Abnormal Psych paper. Once I was finished, I changed into my robe and flip-flops, grabbed my bucket and headed to the shower. I showered as quickly as possible because I felt very vulnerable, still open like a book from the class.
So when I got back to our candle-lit room and found Rita lounging on my bed in nothing but a lace teddy, my heart stopped. She got up and pulled me into the room, flicking the lights back off and took the bucket from my hand. “Wha-what’s all this?”
“Human Sexuality Show-And-Tell.”
“I don’t get it.”
“Not yet, but you will.” She locked the door behind us and led me over to my bed. I sat bahis siteleri stiffly, confused by her behavior and uncomfortable at seeing her luscious body nearly naked. Well, let’s be honest. I wasn’t uncomfortable that she was nearly naked; I was uncomfortable that my pussy was juicing at the sight of her. “I kept thinking about what you said this morning and I decided that I had to help you.”
“Great. Now I’m a charity case?”
She just laughed, reaching across and grabbing my hand. “Don’t think of it like that. Now come with me.” We stood up and she moved behind me, pushing me toward the floor-length cheval mirror in the corner. “We’ve been roommates for three years, Nikki and in all that time, I’ve never seen you naked.”
“Is that a roommate pre-requisite?”
“No, but when you told me that you’d never masturbated before … “
“I said, not that much.”
“Okay, okay. Anyway, I think you’re embarrassed by your body.”
“What? Where’d you get that from?”
“You never wear tight clothes.”
“That doesn’t mean anything.”
“And you don’t have any sexy lingerie.”
“So?”
“Every girl, who’s interested in her body, has sexy lingerie.” Rita’s hands rested on my shoulders. “You don’t even have a thong.”
“I don’t like how they feel.”
“If bahis şirketleri you knew how to masturbate, you’d like how they felt. Thongs ride you right where it matters. I can’t tell you how many times I’ve cum walking across the quad.”
“Really?”
“Really. So before we learn to run, we learn to walk.”
Suddenly, my robe dropped to the floor and I was standing naked in front of the mirror. My first action was to bend and reach for the robe but Rita snatched it away, backing up and standing to the side.
“Look at yourself.”
I felt strange. I felt vulnerable and I didn’t like it. I wanted to turn and jump under the covers but I knew that Rita wouldn’t let me. She was trying to teach me something and I was loath to learn it. But it was only my body, right? I stepped closer to the mirror and flinched when she turned a small lamp on.
“Look at yourself, Nikki.”
I slowly let my arms drop, uncovering my body and stared into the unflinching eye of the mirror. I saw smooth tanned skin with a sprinkling of freckles across my belly and another patch of them on my left hip. My breasts caught my eye next and I raised a hand to touch a half-puckered nipple, watching it harden into a rosy nub. Tingles ran down my legs and my pussy answered with a twinge as my fingers roamed across the landscape of my chest, taking time to memorize my soft flesh.
“Wow.” I said softly, not even realizing that I’d spoken until Rita answered me as quietly.
“We haven’t even got started yet.”