"What the fuck?" the girl's voice said. "I'm so sorry, Holly. I'll come back later—"
"No," Holly pleaded, peering up from the screen. "Don't leave, Jen. I've been thinking of you..."
Holly glanced down at her screen and gave me a sweet smile, then her video suddenly went blank.
Maybe she'll be getting her wish sooner than she hoped, I thought, pulling the still-throbbing vibrator out of my pussy.
3
Three's a Crowd
For the longest time, I stared at the empty screen, imagining what was happening in Holly's dorm room. Her roommate had surprised her in the throes of orgasm, with her naked body splayed in front of her computer and a vibrator deeply embedded in her pussy. How could anyone respond to such a sight?
There were only three possible scenarios. Either her roommate had turned tail and quickly exited the room, closing the door behind her. Or she'd continued into the dorm and gone about her usual business, pretending nothing unusual had happened. Or she'd engaged Holly directly in some way, acknowledging what she'd witnessed. It couldn't be that unusual to discover your roommate masturbating privately in the small confines of the same room. These were young women in the sexual prime of their lives. Where else could they act on their private passions but in the relative seclusion of their own room?
Holly had reached out to her friend in a vulnerable moment. Had her roommate simply brushed it off as a common practice among people their age and told Holly not to worry about it? Or had they begun a meaningful dialogue about Holly's attraction to Jen and discussed whether the feeling was mutual? Or had Jen torn off her own clothes and jumped into bed with Holly to begin a torrid affair?
Either way, I couldn't stop thinking about it all night. I came over and over again imagining Jen sucking on Holly's pointy nipples and probing every recess of her with her body. I wondered if Holly had been serious about running out to her local sex shop and stocking up on the latest generation of toys. The thought of she and Jen twisting their bodies together while connected by a two-sided dildo was too much. I plunged my rabbit vibrator back inside my pussy and held it tightly against my mound as I gushed all over the animated phallus.
The following night, I didn't know what to expect. If Jen had responded positively to her outreach, Holly could quickly lose interest in further contact with me. And if her roommate had shunned her advances, she might be reluctant to go back online for fear of being caught in the act again. She might even have trouble finding alone time this late at night. Her roommate couldn't be spending all of her free time with her boyfriend. She'd still need time to study and get caught up on her private affairs.
But there was one thing Holly said that kept me coming back. She'd alluded to the possibility of including her roommate in our online games if she got that far. I'll see if that can be arranged, she said. I wondered if she meant to go so far as to arrange an in-the-flesh get-together. Maybe we can arrange our own little ménage à trois. I'd never been with two girls at the same time, and the possibilities with three women made my head spin.
Around the same time the following evening, I logged back onto SapphicChat to see if she was still available. For over an hour, I toggled through the gallery of online visitors, but there was no sign of Holly. As sexy as some of the other candidates seemed, I had no interest in engaging with anyone else right now. There was only one person I was interested in, and my pretty college girl from UC was nowhere to be found.
I was just about to close my laptop for the night when it suddenly struck me. Maybe Holly had the same idea as me. Maybe she had no interest in wading through another collection of online strangers until she found me again. There was a good chance she was waiting for me to reconnect on our private line, via Skype. I quickly logged out of the public chatroom and launched the private app. When I logged back in, I filtered my list of contacts to display only those who were Active Now. Holly's familiar thumbnail appeared with a green dot beside it to indicate that she was online.
Oh my God! I thought. She's been waiting for me!
As my pussy fluttered in excitement, I hesitated before sending her a note.
What should I wear for this chat? What if she was with her roommate this time?
I didn't want to be too presumptuous by wearing something too skimpy and come off as some kind of floozy. What if she just wanted to chat to tell me she'd found a new outlet for her lesbian affections?
I went into my wardrobe and wrapped a silk robe over my camisole, then carried my laptop to my bed and made myself comfortable against the headboard. I paused with my hands over my keyboard, wondering how I should proceed after our last embarrassing incident. I decided to send her a text message this time, just to make sure she was free to talk.
Hi Holly, I typed. It's Jade. Are you alone?
Within seconds, a video call request came warbling over the line, indicating that she wanted to chat live.
Maybe I didn't scare her off so badly last time after all, I thought, clicking the Accept button.
When the call connected and our video windows went live, this time I saw Holly sitting on the bed next to another young girl wearing a UC T-shirt and skimpy panties.
My heart skipped a beat when I realized what was happening.
Could it really be? I thought. Had she connected that quickly with her roomie and persuaded her to pull me into their affair?
"I see you've made a new friend," I spoke into the mic, trying to conceal the excitement in my voice.
"Hi Jade," the other girl said. She appeared to be about Holly's age, and almost as pretty. With long blond hair, penetrating blue eyes, and plump rosebud lips, the pair of them looked like models straight out of an Abercrombie & Fitch commercial. "Holly's told me so much about you."
"Oh?" I said, still dumbfounded at the situation I found myself in.
"This is my roommate Jen that I was telling you about," Holly said. "I told her how you've been helping me connect with my—feminine instincts."
"Um, yes," I stammered, unsure how much Holly had shared with her roo