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Raindrops pelting the dorm window and sliding along the pane in a zigzag pattern reminded Mindy of her own tears. The soft yellow glow of streetlights and the quietness of the midnight hour settled like an unwelcome burden. Wiping her eyes stopped the flow of tears but not the reason for them. Mindy’s first semester in college was turning out to be filled with emotional loneliness. She didn’t make the women’s soccer team and the lengthy email she got from Rob made it clear he had already found someone else. Her parents had tried to warn her that she was heading three hundred miles east and he was heading over two hundred miles south and it would be tough to keep the relationship together. She took off her T-shirt and jeans that seemed to be getting tighter. She grabbed a nightshirt from the drawer. High school no longer seemed childish like she once thought. Memories of sitting in a dark car with Rob and his lips nibbling her neck while his hands explored the curve of her breasts teased her for what life was once like and could never be again. A cookie on the desk behind her bed beckoned her and she grabbed for it, clad only in her bra and dark bikini panties. Her frustration led to snacking and Mindy was less impressed with her own appearance. The door opened and her roommate sauntered in with damp hair and clad only in a bathrobe. “Mindy.” Jules was as upbeat as Mindy was melancholy. “Come on, girl.” Jules tilted her head to one side and smiled. Mindy took one bite and set the cookie on the plate. “It’s mine, isn’t it?” Jules had inky hair that shone in the room’s light and her skin was smooth and a lovely caramel shade. Jules joked her white mother and black father had created a chocolate-vanilla swirl. “Yeah, it is yours. But that’s your sixth late-night cookie in the last three nights. I’ve likely missed a few others.” Mindy laughed. “My, God. You’re counting?” She was stabbed with the sentiment that someone cared and a tear made its way down her cheek. She wiped it away and sniffled. bahis siteleri Jules plopped down on Mindy’s bed and patted the mattress. “Come here. Talk to me.” Why did Jules seem so together? Mindy hesitated. She admired her roommate who seemed able to rise on time each morning, study, eat right, laugh with the other girls, and find a way to stay in touch with her high school boyfriend. Jules was beautiful and Mindy had noted the nicely formed breasts and slender hips and tight butt. Now wasn’t the time for admiring someone. Being left alone would have been nice. She could just snuggle under the sheets and not think about anything until morning. Mindy walked to the bed and Jules took her hand. “Come here, girl. What’s up?” Jules had brown eyes that were as gentle as a silk robe. “Everything.” Mindy sighed. How could you describe the feeling of spinning into a vortex of emotional distress and trauma? “Tell me one thing that’s on your mind.” Jules laid a hand on Mindy’s shoulder. The touch was pleasant and welcome and seemed to generate a buzz working its way through Mindy’s back with a sensation that felt like an electric current. “Rob’s done with me.” Mindy had already told Jules the soccer team was a no-go. “I’m sorry.” “I feel like a loser.” The bra was suddenly irritating and Mindy unfastened it. Her naked breasts felt awkward while sitting next to a woman with an almost perfect figure. She looked around for her nightshirt. “Look at me.” Jules’ tone was soft and inviting. Her directive carried a type of empathy that Mindy had never expected to hear on a college campus. “There’s someone better for you.” The damned cookie was in reach. Mindy stretched her hand toward the desk. “Hey, babe. Come on, don’t.” Jules moved closer and put her arm around Mindy’s back. “You think that’s going to help?” Jules shifted and her robe fell off, revealing a natural sheen and the look of a well-toned athlete. “That’s not the point. You don’t know how I feel.” “Do I need to?” Jules caught Mindy’s gaze and canlı bahis siteleri stroked her hair. “When I was a girl, there were nights my momma held me close after a day at school where the kids would tease me and pick on me.” “For what?” Mindy appreciated the touches and the attention. “For having a mom and dad who didn’t look like most of the other parents in town. They called me ‘chocolate milk.’” Jules laughed. “Momma would embrace me, rock me, and make a joke out of it. ‘Tell them that means you’re nutritious and full of vitamins.’ If there was anything bad that happened, momma found a way to turn it into something hopeful.” The story was as comforting as the arm around Mindy’s shoulder and thoughts about the cookie disappeared. Jules displayed a welcoming smile and Mindy found herself wanting more. “Hold me, please.” “Come here, babe.” Jules wrapped both arms around her roommate and the young ladies’ breasts rubbed against each other. Jules were more pointed and firm and Mindy’s were larger and soft. Mindy liked that. “This feels nice.” Her own mother seldom displayed intimate affection and Mindy couldn’t remember the last time she had been held close. Rob hadn’t even held her much after high school graduation. It was as though he was preparing to separate. Mindy wrapped her arms around Jules and rested her face against Jules’ ear. The small amount of flesh right next to Mindy’s lip was inviting and Mindy found herself desiring a taste. She kissed Jules’ ear and suddenly pulled back. “I’m sorry.” Jules smiled and laughed. “For what?” “I kissed you.” Mindy discovered she liked the taste and yet it seemed that more delights were waiting. “I know. That was sweet of you.” Jules was accepting and she was completely naked. She wasn’t hiding behind anything like makeup, tight tops that accentuated her breasts, or slinky lingerie. Her caring spirit was genuine. Mindy was overcome with the friendship and moved again into Jules’ embrace and met her lip-to-lip. Mindy pursed her lips canlı bahis and worked them against Jules. “Thank you.” The words floated on a soft murmur and the late hour added to the ambiance and the closeness. “It’s okay, babe.” Jules whispered in Mindy’s ear. “I want you to know that you’re loved.” Mindy parted her lips and Jules slipped her tongue inside, moving slowly against the ridges of the lower teeth and then against the upper ones. The two ladies’ tongues writhed and danced and Jules pulled Mindy closer. Jules ran a hand down Mindy’s back, brushing her fingertips over the skin and grasping along Mindy’s hips and the top of her ass. Mindy breathed harder and opened her mouth wide and held Jules as though she was clinging to a life preserver. Words of gratitude bubbled up and out of Mindy. “You’re a goddess.” Jules smiled. “A bit overstated, perhaps. But I’ll take the compliment.” Jules cradled one hand behind Mindy’s head and the other on her lower back. Mindy welcomed the subtle pressure of Jules’ hands and moved her lips from Jules’ mouth with kisses to her neck. Mindy explored Jules’ shoulder with kisses and suddenly shifted so she was practically kneeling on the floor and kissing lower to her roommate’s breasts. The taste was intoxicating and each little kiss only fueled her desire for more and Mindy was now lit with arousal. She was in front of Jules, bending at the knees, and wiggling her ass while Jules reached to Mindy’s waist and pulled off her panties. The fabric slid to Mindy’s ankles and she kicked them away while moving her mouth to Jules’ breasts. She sucked on Jules’ right tit and found the sensation comforting. Jules grabbed Mindy’s ass and squeezed. “I like that.” Mindy, her own nipples erect, spoke between nibbles and tastes of flesh and moved her mouth to the left tit. Jules squeezed once and then spanked Mindy. The slap gave a pleasant sting that served to heat Mindy’s insides and fuel the arousal that now seeped from her pussy. “Again, please.” Mindy could no longer be contained. Jules’ skin tasted wonderful and the next spank made her hotter than the first. The third spank was harder. This was the contact Mindy craved. “Thank you, thank you so much.” Mindy worked her tongue and lips faster.

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