I was masturbating in by dorm one afternoon while my roommate was at a class, and I started freaking out. I was putting my finger in my vagina, and just doing that thing where one rubs her g-spot. I started noticing the inner wall of my vagina was feeling granular, kind of rough-like. I hadn’t noticed that before. I started to think it wasn’t normal, like there was something terribly wrong with me.
When Cheryl came back from her class, I was just busting to find out whether this was normal, or whether I had a big problem. At the same time, it was a very private and embarrassing matter. But who else to ask about it?
I asked her to sit on her bed while I explained my discovery, which of course involved admitting that I masturbated in the room when she wasn’t there. I’m sure I was red in the face as I stammered out the details. I asked whether that internal texture is normal. She replied that she didn’t think so, but didn’t really know.
Calm as a cucumber, she said that when she puts a finger in her vagina, it seems smooth. This was a big admission on her part, if you ask me. I mean, who matter-of-factly tells her roommate about feeling inside their own vagina?
Cheryl could see that I was still worried. “I know it’s weird, but do you want me to feel inside there, and let you know?”
I didn’t like the idea, not one bit, but it was better than worrying all evening. Maybe not getting any sleep. Maybe worrying for days, and then having to see a doctor about it? Was I going crazy? Maybe. In any case, I had to find out about this problem.
“Ok” I said in a small voice.
“Really?” she responded. Was her voice a bit shaky?
It took us a couple awkward moments while we figured out exactly what to do. Both of us were trying to keep it entirely clinical. Like, a roommate putting her finger in a girl’s puss is no big deal, right?
She had me get naked on the bed. Why entirely naked, I don’t know, but I didn’t fight it. She then sat on the edge of the bed, got some oil on her finger, and pushed it slowly, ever so slowly, into my vagina. It probably felt good, but I was still too freaked out to notice. It was my first experience ever with having someone inside me. I had never been to a gynecologist, and my regular doctor never did anything of that sort except check my breasts for lumps.
She pressed all around on my front vagina wall before she finally announced, “So far as I can tell, it’s just like mine.”
I wasn’t convinced. She could see that. She then said, “Here, why don’t you feel inside me, and see if it’s the same?”
I was reluctant, but I figured it would give me the answer, once and for all.
She got naked. Even in my current agitated state, I noticed how beautiful Cheryl is. I put oil on my index finger, and plunged slowly into her. It was the first time ever I had put my finger in another woman’s vagina. Anyway, I did feel around, and sure enough, she had the same texture inside.
I was so fucking relieved!
I kept my finger in Cheryl longer than necessary, for some reason. Actually, I know the reason. Somehow, it felt very, very nice to be doing this with Cheryl. I loved the feeling of her warm, inner canal. The way it surrounded my whole finger.
But of course enough is enough. It was time to pull out, before she started thinking I was… what? Lesbian or something? Figuring it might be shocking to just pull out all at once, I started pulling my finger out very slowly.
“No, wait!” she almost yelled, continuing with, “I have to tell you, that feels absolutely remarkable! Will you please keep your finger in me for a moment?”
I was all for it. First I held still, then I started rubbing that magic spot. Cheryl was literally shaking, jittering on the bed. She started moaning softly, then it hit. She had a giant orgasm!
After a minute of recovery, she got up, and told me to take her place on the bed. She put her finger back in me, and gave me a shattering orgasm the same way.
Then, the unthinkable happened. She climbed into the little bed with me, kissed me long and hard and hugged me until we fell asleep together.