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My name is Kate and I am 34 years old. Not long ago we were sent by our company to a two -day seminar. The hotel in which we lived was fine. What I didn’t like that we were housed in double rooms.
I would have preferred to have a single room, because I would also like to spend time with myself.
I shared the room with a woman who worked in sales and who I didn’t know closer. She was about the same age as me, had half -length, slightly wavy brown hair and actually looked pretty good. I myself don’t look bad either. I am almost 1.70 m tall, have long, blonde hair and – I mean – good figure.
She was exactly like me married.
The seminar was quite exhausting during the day. In the evening I went out with a few colleagues. When I am around 11.Come back at 00 a.m., my roommate was already there. She already had her nightgown and read in a book.
I went to the bathroom and prepared myself for the night. When I came out of the bathroom, my colleague had already deleted her light and already seemed to sleep.
I also lay down in my bed and still leafed into a magazine. After a short time I deleted the light. I could not fall asleep.
I felt I need sex. My husband and I often had sex with each other, and I also masturbated from time to time. My thoughts only revolve around this topic. I thought of my husband, his well -built body, his hard penis, how I held him in my hand, how his hand was between my legs and how he finally slid into me.
I wanted to satisfy myself now. But I didn’t dare because I wasn’t alone. I therefore tried to push the thoughts of sex aside. But as it is, the more you try to think about something, the stronger it gets.
I became more and more excited. I could hardly stand the tension anymore.
Finally my hand slid into my panties. My colleague is already sleeping, and if I make it quietly under my blanket, there is no risk, I tried to convince myself. With one finger I gently stroked my clitoris.
My fingers slid deeper, I was already very damp. I was now incredibly excited, but I managed to keep my breath calm, at least as far as possible in such a situation. My movements were getting more and more intense, but I was almost silent. Just the painting of my fingers around the labia, which caused a quiet but treacherous noise due to my great moisture, was still noticeable.
My eyes had got used to the dark in the meantime, and I could perceive everything in the room.
I was about to come when I saw that my colleague turned around in bed and was now in the direction of my bed with her face. I was startled and paused. I waited for a moment and looked at her. Finally I was convinced that she was not woke up and continued.
It excited me very much to do it in front of someone else without noticing it. My eyes roamed my colleague’s bed again and I froze.
I saw how slightly moved under her duvet at the level of the step and heard a treacherous sound as it causes stroking fingers in damp labia. I was hit by lightning. She also masturbated! So she had to have noticed everything.
My colleague noticed that I saw what she was doing and also paused.
The thought that I had excited her so that she too began to masturbate gave me an incredible kick. I did it and she did it. So she couldn’t say anything about it anymore. The thought of doing it further in front of her, almost put me in a frenzy.
Now it doesn’t matter, I thought to myself, and I opened my blanket. Without inhibitions I started to satisfy myself with both hands. This sight probably had an effect on my colleague, who also hit her ceiling and also no longer hid what she did.
I don’t really like women, but the sight of my colleague who did it was hot. I came as strong as rarely before.
That was probably too much stimulation for my colleague, and she came up with a loud moaning.
Usually my sexual tension sounds like one orgasm away. But this time it was different. I was still excited. I took off my nightgown and my panties.
I now had no shame in front of my colleague and was now naked on my bed. My colleague had to go straight away, she too took off naked. We only looked at ourselves without saying anything. I wanted to see her better and switched on the light.
She lay on the bed with a spread legs as she massaged her breasts with both hands. I had never noticed it until then, but she had beautiful, well -shaped breasts. Her nipple Were highly erected. Finally a hand slid between yours Legs And she began to satisfy herself there while she was looking at her look at me.
I’ve been doing the same for a long time.
I turned a little so that she could see me better. It was crazy, we didn’t speak a word together, we just gave ourselves our lust. I watched her rubbed her clitoris with quick, circular movements. I can’t remember that I would ever have been so excited in my life.
I did it right away. This time she came in front of me and more violently than before. I also came.
She still didn’t seem to have enough. She straightened up and sat on the edge of the bed so that I could see her very well and now led in front of my eyes a finger and initially moved it gently, and then becoming faster and faster.
If I believed beforehand that the second orgasm had brought me relaxation, I have now been taught a better one. It was as if he hadn’t been. I also put myself on, sit on my bed edge with my legs spread against my colleague so that she too could see me better.
We almost touched ourselves. For a moment I thought to do it together with her.
But something in me held me back, this was a border that I was not ready to cross. I felt how my colleague was doing similar. And besides, it seemed to me that it could be the special one eroticism of the moment to be destroyed. I looked at my colleague.
My colleague’s clitoris was incredibly big. I looked at myself and found that my clitoris had also grown out and that of my colleague in size was hardly due. I felt my colleague’s eyes like she also fixed my clit. This made me crazy about excitement.
I literally fucked myself like crazy with two Finger, while I rubbed my clitoris with my other hand. I felt how the third orgasm grasped me I fell back on my bed. My body, accompanied by a loud groan, turned. I couldn’t prevent the groaning anymore, I had no control over myself anymore.
I was literally carried by the orgasm. This orgasm no longer seemed to stop wanting. As soon as a wave was over, the next captured me. I can no longer say how long it took, but when he was over, I was so exhausted that I had no need to continue.
Only now did I notice my colleague, who was also relaxed on the bed.
She got up without a word, smiled at me and went to the bathroom. When she came back I went to the bathroom, refreshed myself and dressed me again. When I came back, I lay down in my bed, smiled at my colleague and deleted the light. It was really crazy, neither of us had spoken about a word all the time.
The next morning everything was quite normal.
Neither of us spoke to the other. We pretended that nothing had happened. At the seminar itself we didn’t have one Contact together and did not search for it either. Later I met her every now and then in the company.
We greet each other friendly, but our relationship is like between normal colleagues. We have never talked about this night again. From my side it was not the reason that it would have been particularly embarrassing (something already), rather it was for me as if words had destroyed the spell of that night.
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