Freshman year at college, I share a one-room dorm with another gal. The room is kinda split between us two, our beds facing each other. My roommate, let's call her Chloe is super-hot, so inevitably, she's got a string of guys after her.
So we hit up this party a few nights ago, and Chloe managed to bring a guy back to our dorm. I seriously didn't think they'd get frisky or anything, I mean, me being there and all, but damn! They went all out.
Middle of the night, I was roused from my slumber by heavy breathing and stifled moans. Through the drowsy haze, it took me a moment to understand - holy shit, Chloe was getting fucked!!
Initially, I was a little disgusted, a little surprised, but as I lay there, listening to them get it on, it somehow made me feel kinda aroused. I peeked over, and there they were, silhouetted in the moonlight, him pounding from behind as she tried to keep her moans to a minimum. The sight of them, right there, going at it, got me hot and bothered.
And then I thought, "Why should she have all the fun?" I quietly slipped under my covers, my hand sauntering down, mirroring their rhythm as I touched my now wet pussy. Their moaning became my dirty little background music. As I fingered myself, I couldn't help but wonder, what if I joined them? The thought only fuelled my arousal. Just as he grunted, likely ejaculating inside her, I too climaxed, orgasming simultaneously.
The next morning, they sneaked out for breakfast, acting all normal. Secret's out though, their late-night rendezvous wasn't as secret as they thought. Probably thought they were super quiet – wrong! This was my first time witnessing someone else have sex so up close, and surprisingly, it turned me on way more than I'd have ever imagined!