Ellen passes out, and Shelly's the visitor
From Torg Adventure
"What is that all over your face?" the uninvited guest asks, adding, "Its all over your boobs too."
"Whaaat?" Amy says her voice slurred and sleepy.
"Its just lotion, Shelly. Ok. Lube. She must have gotten some on her when ..." Ellen sighed, and you could hear someone sitting down on Ellen's bed. Quietly you push the closet door open slowly.
"Just lotion." Amy giggled. "See?" she added, just in time for you to see through the small gap you'd made by pushing the door open. Ellen's redheaded roommate was smearing your semen all over her gorgeous tits, and over her face and lips. "Tastes good too!" she exclaimed to the tall blonde standing in the center of the room looking down at the inebriated Amy.
Ellen, looked at Shelly. The chaste, modest girl you knew in high school was gone. Despite the fact she was completely naked, Ellen made no attempt to cover herself. No doubt this was at least in part due to the fact that she was very drunk, as well as being very horny. Her arms dangled above her head, and her legs were splayed wide giving Shelly a magnificent view of her pussy. The curly blonde hairs matted with wetness against her mound, and her labia, pink, swollen and glistening with Ellen's juices.
Shelly is tall , with an angular but pleasant face, and pale blue eyes. She wears her hair long, falling nearly to her waist, and wears a small amount of make up, mascara and eyeliner, and pink lip gloss. As she stands facing Ellen, Amy extends her leg and slides her foot over Shelly's leg, encased in sheer burgundy nylon, the same shade as the tight sweater she's wearing. Shelly shivers and jumps startled by Amy's foot brushing over her inner thigh. Stepping back she straightens her denim skirt and looks around the room.
"You girls are drunk, I guess we can talk tomorrow, but I want to know what's going on. Does Sherah know about this, Ames? Or are you two just sharing little miss sunshine, here?"
"Leave her out of it. You should meet, Ellen's friend. He's very talented. But I don't know where he went." Amy giggled once more, and fell back onto the discarded clothing, blankets and pillows that were scattered between the two beds. Then the room was silent, save for the gently breathing of Ellen and her roommate.
Shelly surveyed the room once more, and you thought for sure that she'd seen you through the opening to the closet, but she didn't move to reveal your hiding spot. You half wished she did, as one of Ellen's high heeled shoes seemed to have shifted beneath you, and was now stabbing your lower back. Still you managed to keep silent, just waiting for Shelly to leave. As you watch, Shelly steps over to Ellen's bed, and bending over slightly brushes the back of her hand over Ellen's blonde pubes several times, before lower her face to Ellen's and kissing her softly on the lips.
If Shelly thought that Amy and Ellen had been having sex, and neither of them acted otherwise. And if Shelly felt she could kiss Ellen, Ellen surely must have discovered at Widley that she was bisexual. But that could wait till morning. Shelly backed towards the door, and gripped the knob, but then suddenly looked back toward your direction in the closet.
Does Shelly discover your hiding place?
