Sex Stories – Extreme Porn Stories – XXX Stories
Jane arrived at the apartment after the day’s college classes, and when she saw that her roommate did the laundry, she knew she was fucked.
Laundry day was supposed to be tomorrow. Not today. Her tender heart sank seeing that the bed sheets were already gone.
Deflated, she changed her clothes into something more relaxed: pajama pants along with a classic Star Wars t-shirt, and bunny slippers on her feet. She wasn’t exactly a dork, but she wasn’t the most popular girl on campus either.
She was simply normal Jane.
Her roommate Amrita returned with a basket full of their laundry, including the bedsheets, and Jane didn’t know how to feel. She didn’t know whether to be angry or embarrassed. It wasn’t until Amrita brought the laundry to Jane’s room that they had a chance to talk about it.
“You remember that laundry day is tomorrow, right?” Jane asked, trying not to flip out over the whole thing.
Amrita put the basket down, relieving her arms. “Yeah, I know.”
“Then why did you wash everything today?”
“Why? Is something bothering you?”
“Nothing at all,” Jane said, shaking her head fast.
“Are you sure?”
“Yep, I’m sure.”
Amrita put her hands on her hips. “Look, it’s okay if you pissed in your bed last night. It’s not a big deal. I’m sure that lots of college-aged girls still piss in their beds. You were probably having a nightmare when it happened. Forget it.”
The worst was confirmed. The roommate saw the wet stain on the sheets. Jane sat down on the bed and buried her face in her hands.
“Oh god,” she moaned, wanting to cry.
Amrita, being the good friend, sat down beside Jane and rubbed her back.
“Don’t be embarrassed, it’s nothing to be ashamed of. We’re all human beings.”
Jane took a deep breath and sat upright. “You saw it?”
“By accident, I guess. I went inside your room to borrow your panties and saw the stain on the center of your bed. I didn’t want you sleeping in your piss tonight, so I did laundry a day early. Big deal.”
“It’s not piss,” Jane mumbled under her breath.
“Huh?”
“I said it’s not piss.”
“So you spilled water or juice?” Amrita asked. “I guess I did the laundry early for nothing. Oh well.”
Jane shook her head. “It’s not that either.”
“This whole thing is turning into a freaking mystery. What the hell was it then?”
“I played with myself,” she mumbled.
“I can’t hear you again.”
Jane spoke up. “I played with myself.”
“So?”
“That’s what made the mess.”
Amrita’s jaw dropped. “No way.”
“Yes, way.”
“You freaking squirted!”
There was a perverse sense of delight in Amrita’s tone and facial expressions, which only made Jane feel more embarrassed over the whole situation.
“Please don’t make this any worse,” Jane sighed.
“Worse? Are you kidding? That’s so cool.”
“What’s cool about squirt? I don’t even like calling it that.”
“Squirt is the appropriate name.”
Jane playfully rolled her eyes. “Whatever it’s called, let’s stop talking about it already. I’m already humiliated.”
“But why?”
“Amrita, I love you like a sister, but I’m going to throw you out of my room if you don’t stop.”
“Someone has truly brainwashed you.”
“What do you mean?”
“Someone brainwashed you into thinking you’re a freak. That there’s something wrong with you. Well, actually you are a freak — the hot kind of freak.”
“You’re relentless,” Jane sighed. “And I guess it’s my own insecurity. And you’re right, I did have an ex-boyfriend who was grossed out by it. I mean, we had sex a few times and once he made me orgasm so hard that I ruined his bed. Needless to say that it didn’t last long between us after that.”
“Well, Jane, he’s an asshole and an idiot. Seriously, you’re a goddess.”